<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113</id><updated>2011-12-28T04:38:38.145-08:00</updated><category term='vacanta de iarna'/><category term='viata complicata'/><category term='concediu'/><category term='lampa unghii'/><category term='cfr'/><category term='sarbatori 2011'/><category term='argumente'/><category term='nuno claro aparata 3 penaltyuri'/><category term='mi s-a pus pata'/><category term='viata simpla'/><category term='certuri'/><category term='singura de sarbatori'/><category term='ceas vintage'/><category term='singura'/><category term='toleranta'/><category term='ziua mea'/><category term='probleme'/><category term='sacou tricotat'/><category term='unghii cu gel'/><category term='viata'/><category term='Craciun 2011'/><category term='fericita'/><title type='text'>ღ</title><subtitle type='html'>bebeღRoz</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-6176142148660826227</id><published>2011-12-28T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T04:38:38.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fericita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ziua mea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singura de sarbatori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unghii cu gel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lampa unghii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacanta de iarna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craciun 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarbatori 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concediu'/><title type='text'>Singura de sarbatori</title><content type='html'>Iata-ma deci in toiul concediului, vacantei de iarna si al sarbatorilor, cu o fatza mai mult decat adormita si cu un zambet inconstient de bucuros. Si nu, nu e atat de roza viata mea, dar am tot ce-mi doresc. Ar fi o mica particica din mine care isi doreste ceva (ca deh tot timpul omul este nemultumit) dar daca se poate bine, daca nu, nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt singura de sarbatori, mai mult sau mai putin singura pentru ca sunt alte persoane care nu ma lasa sa fiu asa si spre mirarea mea nu e chiar atat de groaznic. Sunt noua posesoare a unui vis implinit pentru care multumesc celor care au dus la realizarea lui! Tocmai am comandat un set cu lampa pentru unghiute, gel, pile, pensule... (girls stuff) si era una din cele doua dorinte ale mele de ziua mea &amp;amp; de Craciun. Si vineri il voi primi! :D:D Sunt tare bucuroasa si implinita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai am eu o pietricica pe inima (Licenta si stresiunea) dar sunt ferm convinsa ca se vor termina cu bine. Trebuie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va urez in continuare un maraton de sarbatori cel putin la fel de frumos ca si al meu si un an nou mai bun, mai fericit, mai implinit, mai ROZ! :-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-6176142148660826227?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/6176142148660826227/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/12/singura-de-sarbatori.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6176142148660826227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6176142148660826227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/12/singura-de-sarbatori.html' title='Singura de sarbatori'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-7267417311204452223</id><published>2011-12-03T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T04:57:09.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart beats like a drum :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YfqP0Q8Eqto" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-7267417311204452223?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/7267417311204452223/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-heart-beats-like-drum.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7267417311204452223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7267417311204452223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-heart-beats-like-drum.html' title='my heart beats like a drum :-)'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YfqP0Q8Eqto/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-3371154327017571788</id><published>2011-10-05T10:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:12:48.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunt innebunita dupa ea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ea fiind cea mai noua piesa a lui Romeo in colaborare cu Usher. Delectati-va si voi cu ea... &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y3XyWhrZnqE" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-3371154327017571788?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/3371154327017571788/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunt-innebunita-dupa-ea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3371154327017571788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3371154327017571788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunt-innebunita-dupa-ea.html' title='Sunt innebunita dupa ea'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Y3XyWhrZnqE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-3844298848405569368</id><published>2011-10-01T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T12:33:13.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>X Factor</title><content type='html'>Recunosc ca nu ma dadeam in vant pentru emisiunile de genul. Nu tu "Dansez pentru tine", nu tu "Romanii au talent", nu tu "X Factor" sau "Vocea Romaniei" cum la fel recunosc acum ca ele imi fac serile mai frumoase in fata televizorului. Si nu am sa compar nici una cu alta, doar o sa le multumesc celor care le-au dat nastere si celor care muncesc ca ele sa poata exista. Incep sa iubesc si eu televizorul dupa o lunga perioada de despartire si ignorare totala. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIbfiNfx7Rs/TodqnErM9oI/AAAAAAAAA-8/_rWr8Cozxzk/s1600/girl-tv.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIbfiNfx7Rs/TodqnErM9oI/AAAAAAAAA-8/_rWr8Cozxzk/s320/girl-tv.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-3844298848405569368?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/3844298848405569368/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/10/x-factor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3844298848405569368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3844298848405569368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/10/x-factor.html' title='X Factor'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIbfiNfx7Rs/TodqnErM9oI/AAAAAAAAA-8/_rWr8Cozxzk/s72-c/girl-tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-930180300139427471</id><published>2011-09-30T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:24:41.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm a girl! :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aici! =&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://candvisam.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-we-need-is-love.html"&gt;http://candvisam.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-we-need-is-love.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rexUdNhPFVI" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-930180300139427471?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/930180300139427471/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/because-im-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/930180300139427471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/930180300139427471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/because-im-girl.html' title='Because I&apos;m a girl! :-)'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rexUdNhPFVI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2566521578957998216</id><published>2011-09-17T02:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T02:39:30.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As vrea sa ma asculti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p4ub1bspA5U" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-2566521578957998216?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2566521578957998216/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/as-vrea-sa-ma-asculti.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2566521578957998216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2566521578957998216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/as-vrea-sa-ma-asculti.html' title='As vrea sa ma asculti...'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/p4ub1bspA5U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-6347755543845820261</id><published>2011-09-14T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T13:43:19.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geniala. o IUbesc!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vsjPWWtV8zA" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-6347755543845820261?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/6347755543845820261/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/geniala-o-iubesc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6347755543845820261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6347755543845820261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/geniala-o-iubesc.html' title='Geniala. o IUbesc!'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vsjPWWtV8zA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-5617091302522528379</id><published>2011-09-13T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T13:18:19.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suparici</title><content type='html'>Prinsa undeva in miezul problemelor, exact in punctul in care coordonata A (cerul) are o intalnire de gradul 4 cu coordonata B (capul meu) nu pot decat sa dau vina pe faptul ca azi este marti 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pornita pe sistemul Alinei, adica "o sa plang vreo 10 minute, apoi tmi trece", imi doresc din toata inima sa-mi si reuseasca. Si oricat m-as chinui, nu pot. Nu pot sa vars nici maciar o lacrima. Si cum se ingroasa gluma, incep sa cred ca e deja o problema medicala. Am o strare ingrozioare de agitatie interioara dar nu pot sa ma exteriorizez deloc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urasc orice imi face rau si ma raneste cineva unde stie ca ma doare mai tare. Si pe sistemul lui Clau, adica "No stai numa stai", incerc sa ma calmez si sa cred intr-o vorba veche. Cica "Fie roata si patrata tot se mai intoarce o data." &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si nu doare ca de obicei. Sunt dureri fizice. E ca si cum ti-ar crapa inima la orice suparare. Si doare din ce in ce mai tare. Oare mai rezista? :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qZDWG9jxiA/Tm-54KKO7AI/AAAAAAAAA-g/6SJZ8QbUEos/s1600/bebee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qZDWG9jxiA/Tm-54KKO7AI/AAAAAAAAA-g/6SJZ8QbUEos/s400/bebee.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-5617091302522528379?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/5617091302522528379/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/suparici.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5617091302522528379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5617091302522528379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/suparici.html' title='Suparici'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qZDWG9jxiA/Tm-54KKO7AI/AAAAAAAAA-g/6SJZ8QbUEos/s72-c/bebee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-5217662637655098294</id><published>2011-09-11T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T13:06:33.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The break up artist</title><content type='html'>Just 4Fun: :))&lt;br /&gt;Just 4Fun: sunt artist?&lt;br /&gt;bebe `Roz : nu&lt;br /&gt;bebe `Roz : esti doar unul pe lista celor care m-au facut sa sufar&lt;br /&gt;bebe `Roz : si ala e un film&lt;br /&gt;Just 4Fun: ahaaa&lt;br /&gt;Just 4Fun: deci sunt unu de pe lista &lt;br /&gt;bebe `Roz : fericita n-ai vrut sa ma faci&lt;br /&gt;bebe `Roz : la restul oricum excelezi &lt;br /&gt;Just 4Fun: exact ce vroiam sa imi zici&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic id-ul, nu-i asa? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin' hello to goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tnpKvK2n52s" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-5217662637655098294?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/5217662637655098294/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/break-up-artist.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5217662637655098294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5217662637655098294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/break-up-artist.html' title='The break up artist'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tnpKvK2n52s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-5810206021062087696</id><published>2011-09-11T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T12:00:47.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa noua</title><content type='html'>Mii de multumiri &lt;a href="http://crinutza.wordpress.com/"&gt;Crinutza&lt;/a&gt; ! :-* Nu stiu cum altfel as fi scapat din inchisoarea postarilor triste. O leapsa binevenita dar care imi pune un pic capushorul la contributie. Exact de ce aveam nevoie. &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iata deci listutza cu brand-urile la care tin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FuzMyfqTfpo/Tm-oO83Xa3I/AAAAAAAAA-c/DkO6EK4ZhQg/s1600/branduri.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FuzMyfqTfpo/Tm-oO83Xa3I/AAAAAAAAA-c/DkO6EK4ZhQg/s400/branduri.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-5810206021062087696?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/5810206021062087696/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/leapsa-noua.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5810206021062087696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5810206021062087696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/leapsa-noua.html' title='Leapsa noua'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FuzMyfqTfpo/Tm-oO83Xa3I/AAAAAAAAA-c/DkO6EK4ZhQg/s72-c/branduri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-550203444492604610</id><published>2011-09-02T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T13:09:17.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mai rau</title><content type='html'>Fiecare cearta, fiecare cuvant spus la nervi ne indeparteaza din ce in ce mai mult. Fiecare lacrima imi schimba mai mult iubirea in ura si oricat as incerca sa opresc asta, ceva e mai presus de mine. Probabil distanta isi spune cuvantul iar ruptura se produce din ce in ce mai tare exact ca o foaie pe care o rupi in bucatele iar mai apoi o arunci in foc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LcsNT9PICw/TmE3g4-2YhI/AAAAAAAAA-A/9GkXw1d9ZNI/s1600/untitled2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LcsNT9PICw/TmE3g4-2YhI/AAAAAAAAA-A/9GkXw1d9ZNI/s320/untitled2.JPG" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-550203444492604610?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/550203444492604610/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/mai-rau.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/550203444492604610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/550203444492604610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/09/mai-rau.html' title='Mai rau'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LcsNT9PICw/TmE3g4-2YhI/AAAAAAAAA-A/9GkXw1d9ZNI/s72-c/untitled2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-3268162374872610520</id><published>2011-08-31T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:47:45.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturitate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maturitate, de asta incerc sa dau dovada la fiecare hop intalnit in ultima perioada. Iar daca vreodata o sa ma vezi nervoasa sau plangand sa stii ca a iesit la suprafata copilul din mine. Si eu recunosc, ca daca e de recunoscut o fac si pe asta. Eu recunosc ca sunt ambitioasa de incapatanata, smiorcaita, artagoasa, poate si infumurata uneori dar de fiecare data cand o sa ma vezi asa sa stii ca... n-am mai rezistat. Si sa stii ca am cel mai bun suflet doar ca este impietrit de prea multe rautati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XzMHG4WIHf0/Tl66C3qoOrI/AAAAAAAAA98/CjRCKBC4xBo/s1600/kids%252Cmad%252Cnew%252Cyork%252Ccity%252Cgiant%252Cchild%252Cgirl-1c396e48813db1d392596a8f0c21137f_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XzMHG4WIHf0/Tl66C3qoOrI/AAAAAAAAA98/CjRCKBC4xBo/s320/kids%252Cmad%252Cnew%252Cyork%252Ccity%252Cgiant%252Cchild%252Cgirl-1c396e48813db1d392596a8f0c21137f_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si de ceva vreme sunt mai rau ca spartanii, nu lovesc cu nimic decat cu ignoranta. Si aparent e cea mai buna arma din dotare. Totusi cineva ma mentine pe linia de plutire. Cineva imi cunoaste fiecare respiratie si motivul ei, ma cunoaste uneori mai bine ca eu insumi. Pentru tine bebel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fuFF_6bg4T4" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-3268162374872610520?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/3268162374872610520/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/08/maturitate.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3268162374872610520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3268162374872610520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/08/maturitate.html' title='Maturitate'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XzMHG4WIHf0/Tl66C3qoOrI/AAAAAAAAA98/CjRCKBC4xBo/s72-c/kids%252Cmad%252Cnew%252Cyork%252Ccity%252Cgiant%252Cchild%252Cgirl-1c396e48813db1d392596a8f0c21137f_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-6680872498993327678</id><published>2011-08-21T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T02:57:36.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>could'nt care less!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am this is me &amp;amp; I am stronger than you ever thought I'd be :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jifvr3Uwz-c/TlDWWJy7V5I/AAAAAAAAA90/U035hRTojGo/s1600/4e114aeea5c6d.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="55" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jifvr3Uwz-c/TlDWWJy7V5I/AAAAAAAAA90/U035hRTojGo/s400/4e114aeea5c6d.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-6680872498993327678?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/6680872498993327678/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/08/couldnt-care-less.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6680872498993327678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6680872498993327678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/08/couldnt-care-less.html' title='could&apos;nt care less!'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jifvr3Uwz-c/TlDWWJy7V5I/AAAAAAAAA90/U035hRTojGo/s72-c/4e114aeea5c6d.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-7242400964778442257</id><published>2011-08-19T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T15:09:24.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Il iubesc!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ne gasiti pe &lt;a href="http://candvisam.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://candvisam.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Am evitat momentele de tristete maxima pentru a nu va plictisi iar cu aceleasi remarci dure la adresa unui EL care evident NU MERITA nimic. Am astept sa treaca tornada ca sa pot sa ma apuc de reparatii substantiale pentru ca am avut parte de daune pana si la fundatie (inima). Si cum imi este imposibil de greu sa ma adun, timpul ma preseaza groaznic si capul e pe punctul de a exploda am hotarat ca un somn bun si lung o sa mai schimbe cu ceva situatia. Ei bine nu. Am dormit aproape 10 ore (ceea ce pentru mine e mult comparativ cu vechiul program) si m-am trezit cum nu se poate mai rau. Da, tot el m-a trezit. Tot plangand am inceput ziua si in plus si cu o stare groaznica care abia ma lasa sa ma ridic din pat. In zilele astea imi place sa stau sub plapuma, daca se poate acoperita cu totul. Si cum era un intuneric masiv la mine in camera, n-a mai fost nevoie de improvizatii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-AuufiUtV0/TjE6Q7kZjBI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ZEOfyzCzlv8/s1600/cheating.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-AuufiUtV0/TjE6Q7kZjBI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ZEOfyzCzlv8/s400/cheating.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi ma doare, ma doare atat de tare incat daca imi dadea cineva o palma de aia` ca in filme de sa cad pe spate sa rup mese si scaune tot inclina balanta cu inima distrusa, visele sfaramate, iluziile folosite pe post de presul de la intrare si iubirea care sa dovedit a fi doar o minciuna mare si gogonata. Si daca vina mea este ca te-am crezut, arunc-o asupra mea. Razi atat de tare pe cat plang eu. Tine-o de mana cum n-ai facut-o cu mine si iubeste-o atat de mult cat m-ai mintit pe mine. Iar in momentul in care o sa vrei sa mai spui vreodata ca victimizez, da-ti 2 palme sa te trezesti. Si daca nu te-ai trezit, continua... si continua, si continua. Si daca rezista, si rezista, si rezista inseamna ca sunt eu cea sarita de pe fix. Si pentru ca nu m-ai lasat fara cuvinte o sa continui cu melodiile mele in liniste si o sa astept momentul in care pot sa-mi reinstalez windows-ul in capusor inainte de marea iseala. Cica Liberty Parade... oricum suna mai bine decat Broken hearted parade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Dm41zP_RZfo" width="460"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4084610837862724497?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4084610837862724497/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/07/am-revenit-pentru-scurt-timp.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4084610837862724497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4084610837862724497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/07/am-revenit-pentru-scurt-timp.html' title='Am revenit pentru scurt timp'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-AuufiUtV0/TjE6Q7kZjBI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ZEOfyzCzlv8/s72-c/cheating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-1323469845044691688</id><published>2011-07-06T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:46:18.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piesa a luat sfarsit. Puteti pleca acasa.</title><content type='html'>Ideea este ca am ajuns la capitolul relatii esuate. Ma tot intreb, pana unde poate ajunge o fata indragostita? Ecuatia e simpla. El + ea = relatie. Vorba aia... "ce frumoase sunt toate iubirile la inceput". Problema e ca prostuta aia a mai auzit aceleasi cuvinte de la un alt el, dar continua sa se convinga ca de data asta e diferit. Si rezultatul dureros e acelasi. Finalul spectacolului, un spectacol unde ai dat tot ce e mai bun din tine pentru ca piesa sa aibe succes, de obicei cade ca un meteorit la tine-n cap. Si te loveste unde te doare mai tare, in inima. Pentru ca se presupune ca toti avem una care ne mentine in viata. Si vine alta intrebare intrebatoare. Daca rolul inimii e acela de a pulsa sange in intreg organismul, de ce Doamne iarta-ma se implica si in ecuatii cu x necunoscute si mii de intrebari fara raspunsuri? De ce nu-si face treaba ei si ATAT?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--R0QP6dRE1Q/ThTXelJ0IhI/AAAAAAAAA9c/6Egj8R7oKzU/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--R0QP6dRE1Q/ThTXelJ0IhI/AAAAAAAAA9c/6Egj8R7oKzU/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa inchei sirul de ganduri negre de la miezul noptii cu una care m-a inchis. Cate dezamagiri si cata durere poate suporta o inimioara?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29c6kZHvB2s/ThTXk2xg9VI/AAAAAAAAA9g/BbkTDjSVTcQ/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-29c6kZHvB2s/ThTXk2xg9VI/AAAAAAAAA9g/BbkTDjSVTcQ/s320/2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-1323469845044691688?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/1323469845044691688/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/07/piesa-luat-sfarsit-puteti-pleca-acasa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1323469845044691688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1323469845044691688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/07/piesa-luat-sfarsit-puteti-pleca-acasa.html' title='Piesa a luat sfarsit. Puteti pleca acasa.'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--R0QP6dRE1Q/ThTXelJ0IhI/AAAAAAAAA9c/6Egj8R7oKzU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-3968517604362384301</id><published>2011-07-01T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:24:10.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zile oribile...!</title><content type='html'>Nu stiu cum sunt altii dar eu cand plang, plang. Si am ajuns in situatia in care plang zilnic si sincer nu stiu cum sa mai ies din "groapa Marianelor" in care m-am afundat. Si, desi se spune ca Dumnezeu nu iti da mai mult decat poti duce, acum cred ca limita s-a depasit. Am umplut un lac de lacrimi, am sufletul mai mult decat otravit si orice remarca, orice cuvant care nu e la locul lui poate declansa furtuna. Nici eu nu stiu care motiv ma face mai tare sa ma descarc, dar cert e ca paharul meu s-a varsat de atatea ori incat a cazut de pe birou si sa spart. Si inimioara e mai grav decat cioburile de pe parchet. E ca si cum paharul s-ar fi spart in mii de bucatele peste care a trecut si o masinarie de'aia turbata care netezeste bitumul pe sosele. Data fiind situatia mai sus prezentata sa nu va mire ca am ajuns sa nu ma despart de paturica pufoasa cu Hello Kitty. E singura care... ma alina. Si chiar daca arat mai ceva ca Zorro, nu o parasesc nici cand parcurg traseul camera - bucatarie ca deh... daca vine tornada? "Eu sunt mai tare ca sabia lui Zorro" (Unguru` Bulan :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQtZVIf2hqo/Tg4siKiJBGI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/WwpS84TWS5M/s1600/woman%2Bcrying.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQtZVIf2hqo/Tg4siKiJBGI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/WwpS84TWS5M/s320/woman%2Bcrying.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine plec, iar. Iar las sufletul in casa, incuiat in dulapior de data aceasta. Se pare ca lunile iunie - iulie sunt predestinate tristetii. :(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Delectarea de seara se numeste "Devil wears Prada". Poate sunt singura care n-a vazut filmul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-3968517604362384301?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/3968517604362384301/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/07/zile-oribile.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3968517604362384301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3968517604362384301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/07/zile-oribile.html' title='Zile oribile...!'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQtZVIf2hqo/Tg4siKiJBGI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/WwpS84TWS5M/s72-c/woman%2Bcrying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-7329015214043848926</id><published>2011-05-25T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T13:58:16.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TU....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ElU-VcWEhRU" width="460"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-7329015214043848926?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/7329015214043848926/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/05/atat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7329015214043848926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7329015214043848926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/05/atat.html' title='Atat!'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ElU-VcWEhRU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-739517092019658454</id><published>2011-05-21T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T14:18:45.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to reality</title><content type='html'>Stiti cand ma laudam cu noua relatie? Cu kkturi ca si incredere, iubire si multe alte porcarii de genul? Ei bine, iar mi-am luat-o in freza si nu asa ci in stil mare. Si stiti citatul ala tampit care te face sa ai incredere oarba in cineva si cica... iubirea inseamna sa-i dai totul si sa ai incredere ca nu te va distruge. Doamne Doamne... oare ce tampitzica mai poate sa creada in ele? Sa-mi fie cu iertare pentru fetele indragostite si cu relatii frumoase (Am cunoscut-o pe pielea mea. Se poate si asa!) dar sunt in situatia in care iubirea pentru mine e ca si fasolea verde pe care nici moarta n-o mananc. Deci iubirea inseamna pentru mine fasolea verde, oribila si de nedigerat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cum nu mai stiu ce e ala plans, poate pentru ca am facut-o prea des, mi-a cazut taman blogul in mana (din pacate! ) asa ca de data asta o sa-mi vars amarul aici. O stiti pe aia cu... "Si sparg paharul sa-mi innec amarul"? O sa-mi mai cer inca o data scuze daca o sa va stresez cu manele sau alte nebunii de ale mele dar azi am o scuza. AM FOST PARASITA! Da frate, m-a lasat iubitul! si n-am nici cea mai mica jena in a o recunoaste. Important este ca... EU NU AM REGRETE \:D/ (si aici vine momentul in care se asculta melodia celor de la DJ Project la maxim in casti) iar ca sa fac si haz de necaz o s-o dau in sintagma celor de la Partydul kiss Fm si anume "N-ai sosete, n-ai regrete!" :)) (si pe bune ca nu port sosete momentan )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar ca sa inchei glorios, o sa-ti mai spun un secret. Feti-frumosi ca si tine, pentru ca asa te intitulezi (dupa spusele tale =))) gasesc eu fara stele-n frunte, pentru ca aia sunt spurcati (stelisti) iar cu dinamovista din mine rezulta amestecul numit RAHAT! Iar pentru ca de pierdut ai avut si tu, de azi te numesti LOOSER! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qX1GbRGnqgE/TdgOClxffJI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Ep-2-mqDfoE/s1600/looser.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qX1GbRGnqgE/TdgOClxffJI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Ep-2-mqDfoE/s1600/looser.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;PS: Promit sa sarbatoresc maine evenimentul in stil si mai mare! Paharul de sampanie se va bea ziua de data aceasta si cu cineva care MA IUBESTE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-739517092019658454?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/739517092019658454/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-to-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/739517092019658454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/739517092019658454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to reality'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qX1GbRGnqgE/TdgOClxffJI/AAAAAAAAA9M/Ep-2-mqDfoE/s72-c/looser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-1193338258276786321</id><published>2011-04-25T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T03:39:40.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A 2-a zi de Paste</title><content type='html'>Observ cu uimire ca a trecut binisor peste o luna de cand n-am mai pus tasta pe blog. Ei bine, viata mi s-a schimbat radical. M-am mutat si pe&amp;nbsp; http://candvisam.blogspot.com/, n-am avut timp nici sa respir, a venit si Pastele si lista de explicatii poate continua la infinit. Ce-i drept este ca mi-a cam lipsit, mi-am cam pierdut si din indemanarea de a scrie (asta daca am avut-o vreodata) dar sunt aici cu forte partial proaspete si gata de a continua ceea ce numesc "jurnalul vietii mele".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FsvMZ6XsLT0/TbU__K0lnSI/AAAAAAAAA9I/abVT_Bi2Z48/s1600/DSCN0485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FsvMZ6XsLT0/TbU__K0lnSI/AAAAAAAAA9I/abVT_Bi2Z48/s320/DSCN0485.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-o sa acuz pe nimeni si nici sa scuz. Asta o faceam in momentele de suparare maxima. Avand in vedere ca am evitat blogul in acele perioade, acum e mai bine. Suntem deci a 2-a zi de Paste, norisorii ne cam inconjoara dar vremea este exact "de Paste". Ce vreau sa spun prin asta? Ei bine, de cand sunt micuta cam asta se intampla in fiecare an de Paste. Copacii sunt infloriti, pasaricile au venit si ele, linistea a invaluit orasul, ouale colorate stau la loc de cinste (in cazul meu) sau la altii in burtica (in cazul lor), iepurasii sunt in fata primariei sau la mine in camera :)), mancarea este si ea din plin (nu suport faza cu mesele din perioadele sarbatorilor! nu nu si NU! de parca de 2x pe an se mananca... "altii se spala din an in paste... a fost momentul. Sper ca au profitat de el" iar altii fac toxinfectie alimentara in aceleasi perioade.) &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anul acesta s-au mai schimbat "obiceiurile". Mandra posesoare a unui Opel Tigra de aproximativ o luna, "parasita" fiind de prietenii adevarati, cu un iubi galagios dar frumos :P si mai nou obijnuita sa fac multe pe cont propriu am hotarat sa fac ce fac altii de Paste, mai exact sa o petrec cu cei dragi. Si pentru ca prin cei dragi inteleg in primul rand bunicii si apoi Denisucu, am actionat ca atare. Si... daca nu ei atunci cine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TPBzu4ZmrQw/TbU-r8vqiSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/fOxdL5rItTg/s1600/DSCN0517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TPBzu4ZmrQw/TbU-r8vqiSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/fOxdL5rItTg/s200/DSCN0517.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbaMbN-jMu0/TbU-pt0Q2lI/AAAAAAAAA88/9gjVXFZChG8/s1600/DSCN0516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbaMbN-jMu0/TbU-pt0Q2lI/AAAAAAAAA88/9gjVXFZChG8/s200/DSCN0516.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate, de fapt sigur, daca nu erau ei nu mai eram cine sunt azi, nu mai aveam ceea ce am azi, si nu mai gandeam cum gandesc azi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pentru ca de dimineata aveam o stare euforica greu de explicat, fara o motivatie anume am pornit catre Graniceri (locul unde visele se implinesc), primii mei 60 de km, de fapt 120 (dus intors) singurica. Inarmata cu muzica buna, dispozitie si mai buna am purces catre ei. Sa mai mentionez ca ajnsesem la un moment dat sa cant peste muzica si sa zambesc peste bord? :)) Neah! Ce-i al meu e pus deoparte, ce-i al tau e-n alta parte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar ca sa pastram si traditia (mancarea bat-o vina!) o sa ma laud ca ajuns si sa mananc ceea ce-mi doream de mult, adica sunca de casa. Yummy! Inainte sa debitez alte bazaconii o sa-mi iau la revedere (pentru scurta perioada sper eu)&amp;nbsp; o sa va urez Sarbatori fericite in continuare, multa liniste si bucurie in suflet! Va pupa Cris. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7vdq3_os4s/TbU_ZugjIoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/5Fz2kOzfkjg/s1600/DSCN0447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7vdq3_os4s/TbU_ZugjIoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/5Fz2kOzfkjg/s320/DSCN0447.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-1193338258276786321?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/1193338258276786321/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-zi-de-paste.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1193338258276786321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1193338258276786321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-zi-de-paste.html' title='A 2-a zi de Paste'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FsvMZ6XsLT0/TbU__K0lnSI/AAAAAAAAA9I/abVT_Bi2Z48/s72-c/DSCN0485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4896580057619341899</id><published>2011-03-17T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T14:48:32.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Azi am vrut sa ploua</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Azi... pentru prima data am vrut sa ploua. Si a plouat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Si nu pot sa-mi dau seama cum fac, ce fac dar ajung mereu in acelasi stadiu, ori ranita, ori ranesc pe cineva. Partea si mai proasta e ca tin la acele persoane poate mai mult decat la mine. Si totusi, inevitabilul se produce. Partea si mai ciudata este ca de cele mai multe ori cand sunt cu adevarat suparata ploua afara. Azi... pentru prima data am vrut sa ploua. Si a plouat. Si o tine tot asa... intr-un timp trecusera norii pe ziua de azi. Seara au revenit. Nu se mai pot dezlipi de mine. Si cum afara tuna si fulgera, ghiciti ce se petrece in inimioara mea? :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mz5-E07MnNE/TYKBB9FKYeI/AAAAAAAAA78/Thlkj7znlhs/s1600/sad%252Cdrawing%252Cemo%252Cblack%252C%252C%252Cwhite%252Clife%252Cromantic-d3640950062877d9e9f4b21ab47d4d86_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mz5-E07MnNE/TYKBB9FKYeI/AAAAAAAAA78/Thlkj7znlhs/s320/sad%252Cdrawing%252Cemo%252Cblack%252C%252C%252Cwhite%252Clife%252Cromantic-d3640950062877d9e9f4b21ab47d4d86_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4896580057619341899?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4896580057619341899/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/03/azi-am-vrut-sa-ploua.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4896580057619341899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4896580057619341899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/03/azi-am-vrut-sa-ploua.html' title='Azi am vrut sa ploua'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mz5-E07MnNE/TYKBB9FKYeI/AAAAAAAAA78/Thlkj7znlhs/s72-c/sad%252Cdrawing%252Cemo%252Cblack%252C%252C%252Cwhite%252Clife%252Cromantic-d3640950062877d9e9f4b21ab47d4d86_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-7444619128638628012</id><published>2011-03-07T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T14:57:33.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 an</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Candva eram capabila sa spun mult mai multe. Poate cand n-o sa mai doara atat o voi face. Si acum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll take one shot for my pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GatpwvK5LeY" title="YouTube video player" width="460"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-7444619128638628012?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/7444619128638628012/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/03/1.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7444619128638628012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7444619128638628012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/03/1.html' title='1 an'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GatpwvK5LeY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4043214724922345958</id><published>2011-03-05T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:51:22.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multumesc</title><content type='html'>Am avut parte in ultima perioada de momente atat de frumoase incat incet incet am reuntat si la lista aia stupida de dorinte. Am invatat ca poti gasi o vorba calda la cine te astepti mai putin, ca te poti baza pe persoane cu care nici nu credeai ca o sa ajungi sa discuti vreodata, ca poti rade zilnic fara sa te uiti la o comedie sau sa citesti bancuri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si e ciudat ce mult ti se poate schimba viata in cateva zile. Si chiar daca nu mai e soare afara, daca frigul face pana si pietrele sa crape, daca ninge aproape zilnic si soarele e scump la vedere, EU am ramas la fel, poate un pic mai zamabareata, mai increzatoare in rozul din viata mea si mai JUCAUSA. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pe aceasta cale... vai ce urat suna parca am primit un trofeu si urmeaza sa "multumesc colaboratorilor si nu in ultimul rand publicului :)) fara voi nu as exista!" Totusi... multumesc mami pentru ca imi pui pachetelu` zilnic si ma astepti cu mancarica, multumesc buni pentru sustinerea zilnica si pt griji, multumesc tie pentru ca esti acolo oricand am nevoie, multumesc voua pentru ca ma faceti sa rad zilnic, multumesc tuturor celor care imi aduc un zambet pe buze voluntar sau involuntar.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directia 5 - Iti multumesc &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="33" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/djovidiuu/1c73ab2a2d1fc2.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="username=djovidiuu&amp;hash=1c73ab2a2d1fc2&amp;miniMode=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/djovidiuu/1c73ab2a2d1fc2.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" width="448" height="33" flashvars="username=djovidiuu&amp;hash=1c73ab2a2d1fc2&amp;miniMode=true" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4043214724922345958?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4043214724922345958/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/03/multumesc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4043214724922345958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4043214724922345958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/03/multumesc.html' title='Multumesc'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-8888661615841790205</id><published>2011-02-27T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T05:40:20.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New beggining</title><content type='html'>Am inceput de vreo 4-5 ori sa scriu si de fiecare data am incheiat stergand tot. Ii dau dreptate copilei blonde cum ca mai nou nu mai pot scrie tot ce simt aici poate pentru ca as supara pe cineva, as rani sau m-as rani chiar pe mine. In ultima perioada am o relatie cu telefonul meu. Da, ati auzit bine, e EL. Nu mai e perna, nici ursuletul, nici macar o "prietena" pentru ca nici in asa ceva nu mai am incredere, este doar el. Si stiti ce frumos este atunci cand imi raspunde? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fufDUwPAIbg/TWpLt1yzj0I/AAAAAAAAA70/fkJdaZNCES8/s1600/BlackBerry-Curve-8520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fufDUwPAIbg/TWpLt1yzj0I/AAAAAAAAA70/fkJdaZNCES8/s320/BlackBerry-Curve-8520.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si nu, nu am luat-o razna, sau cel putin inca sunt acolo pe marginea prapastiei. Am avut parte anul aceasta de o lista lunga de schimbari. In bine sau in rau, pe toate le-am luat ca si pe un fapt implinit. Am plans pana n-am mai putut respira, am ras pana mi-au dat lacrimile. Iar daca asta nu inseamna sa traiesti viata la maxim, atunci ce? Am luat cate putin din ce mi s-a oferit si am dat mai mult sperand ca voi face un bine. Nu de fiecare data mi-a fost intors dar stiu ca cineva acolo sus are grija de toate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum urasc, mi-e dor, mi-e frig, mi-e si cald (aeroterma Alinei face minuni la firma), mi-e foame (si Doamne cat pot sa mananc :O), mi-e somn, dar mai presus de toate IUBESC (si Doamne cat il mai iubesc), zambesc, cant (acum mai putin din cauza racelii crunte), dansez (si ce bine ar fi daca n-as mai face-o singura), am planuri si ce multe planuri... :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urmeaza "My bucket list" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiti pe faza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am zburat in patut cu borcanelul de finetti si cu "The Holiday" pe "micul ecran".&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-8888661615841790205?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/8888661615841790205/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-beggining.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8888661615841790205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8888661615841790205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-beggining.html' title='New beggining'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fufDUwPAIbg/TWpLt1yzj0I/AAAAAAAAA70/fkJdaZNCES8/s72-c/BlackBerry-Curve-8520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4940151274127971619</id><published>2011-02-05T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T13:07:55.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 februarie! TU...</title><content type='html'>TU ai schimbat ceva... din 5 februarie in inima mea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sr6K42m0mlM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4940151274127971619?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4940151274127971619/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/02/5-februarie-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4940151274127971619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4940151274127971619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/02/5-februarie-tu.html' title='5 februarie! TU...'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sr6K42m0mlM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-5707669727816857818</id><published>2011-02-03T12:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T12:03:24.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O fata ca ea...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SwBCr8bc5-A" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-5707669727816857818?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/5707669727816857818/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-fata-ca-ea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5707669727816857818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5707669727816857818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-fata-ca-ea.html' title='O fata ca ea...'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SwBCr8bc5-A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-6541051352760906502</id><published>2011-01-10T15:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T15:51:45.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prea mult :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Asa patesc in momentul in care ma implic in prea multe deodata. Ma trezesc intr-una din zilele asemanatoare celei de azi, cu nervii la pamant, o stare in care simt ca imi plezneste capul dar NU pot nici macar sa plang, in care CLAR as fi in stare sa practic wrestling-ul cu urmatorul care se ia de mine in vre-un anume fel si in care sunt gata sa renunt la tot. Si cum viata nu e atat de simpla si inca am traume de la ultimul si marele meu regret in viata, nu pot nici macar sa renunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSuYNmpaYbI/AAAAAAAAA7g/_wfBTsM015c/s1600/decisions%252Cin%252Cthe%252Cend%252Clife%252Cregret%252Cchance%252Cmake-994e49f5678daaf1909268f947eacf3b_h.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSuYNmpaYbI/AAAAAAAAA7g/_wfBTsM015c/s320/decisions%252Cin%252Cthe%252Cend%252Clife%252Cregret%252Cchance%252Cmake-994e49f5678daaf1909268f947eacf3b_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despre ce vorbesc eu aici? Pai mi s-a pus pata ca daca multi pot, eu de ce nu? Este vorba de un job in timpul facultatii. Problema ar fi ca m-am trezit sa si incep acest job exact in cel mai greu moment al acesteia, adica in timpul stresiunii. Si nu frate, nu e un job unde sa stai toata ziua si sa freci menta si ochisorii mei o simt din plin. Implica asa ceva &lt;a href="http://www.finprom.ro/"&gt;http://www.finprom.ro/&lt;/a&gt; si nu pot spune ca sunt nemultumita pentru ca este chiar in domeniul bancar dar examenele imi bat la usa si eu am ajuns sa ma intreb "Eu cand mai invat?" si credeti-ma viitorul NU suna bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si stiu ca am ganduri diabolice in momentele astea dar nu pot sa ma abtin. Si cum sa nu-ti doresti sa treci cu tancul peste profa pe sistemul "inainte-inapoi" cand pe langa ca ii cumparam cartile (astia mai fraierii), mai si dam examen oral? Nu ca m-ar deranja atat de tare examenul oral in sine dar cand vine vorba de econometrie as cam avea unele de obiectat. Facultatea vietii....:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSubU5v6n-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/TBCc80IAJSU/s1600/exam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSubU5v6n-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/TBCc80IAJSU/s320/exam.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colac peste pupaza m-am trezit eu ca sarbatorile m-au afectat din plin in ceea ce priveste mancarica si stiti ce inseamna aia? Adio dulciuri! Adio cartofi prajiti! Adio mancare nesanatoasa! Bine ati venit fructe si legume! Nah acuma pune-te si invata fara ciocolata MERITATA zic eu... :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Daca tot am vorbit despre esecuri hai sa ma laud un pic, da numa un pic, un pic un pic, un pic un pic un pic. Am luat 9,68 la primul test de la firma aka cea mai mare nota luata in firma de cineva. Vedem cum va fi la ultimul...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa inchei glorios, o sa-mi iau ramas bun si de la weekendurile in cluburi, de la orele pierdute pe internet, de la iesirile la un vin fiert/ciocolata calda, de la timpul liber si de la orele de somn. Bine-ati venit nopti nedormite, carti, cursuri, seminarii, hieroglife, chinezarii si nervi de otel! A-nceput stresiunea. Ne auzim dupa 7 februarie. Succes tuturor studentilor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSua9gAVk6I/AAAAAAAAA7o/FZR5KCYDc-8/s1600/bad+memories.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSua9gAVk6I/AAAAAAAAA7o/FZR5KCYDc-8/s320/bad+memories.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si totusi... NE PLACE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dih729_02oM" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-6541051352760906502?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/6541051352760906502/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/01/prea-mult.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6541051352760906502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6541051352760906502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/01/prea-mult.html' title='Prea mult :('/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSuYNmpaYbI/AAAAAAAAA7g/_wfBTsM015c/s72-c/decisions%252Cin%252Cthe%252Cend%252Clife%252Cregret%252Cchance%252Cmake-994e49f5678daaf1909268f947eacf3b_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-6850385992608923047</id><published>2011-01-03T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T14:40:07.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 ღ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSJOpxfsRbI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RcABIC0Z-o4/s1600/DSCF3300-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSJOpxfsRbI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RcABIC0Z-o4/s320/DSCF3300-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Revelion 2011~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Am inceput anul cum nu se poate mai bine. Iubesc, zambesc, plang(de fericire), dansez, cant, NU sunt indragostita (nu inca), am prieteni si persoane in jur care ar da orice ca sa fiu fericita. Pot sa cer mai mult? NU POT SI NU VREAU. Sunt fericita. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSJQG8ceM9I/AAAAAAAAA7c/0qRvmMOH9RE/s1600/SAM_8734-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSJQG8ceM9I/AAAAAAAAA7c/0qRvmMOH9RE/s320/SAM_8734-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd day ~ 01.01.2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Totusi promit sa revin zilele astea si cu lista luuunga de dorinte de indeplinit pe parcursul anului. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-6850385992608923047?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/6850385992608923047/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6850385992608923047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6850385992608923047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011 ღ'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TSJOpxfsRbI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RcABIC0Z-o4/s72-c/DSCF3300-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-1494413129936252129</id><published>2010-12-25T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T12:45:07.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ca la 20 de ani,,,</title><content type='html'>Si stiu ca n-o sa mai sune, n-o sa mai sune nici macar sa-mi spuna "La multi ani". Si chiar daca m-a mintit si m-a facut sa sufar... eu l-am iertat. Nu l-am uitat, dar o sa-l uit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E seara de Craciun dar in cateva ore voi pasi spre o zi care inseamna la fel de mult pentru mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DEEECI... La multi ani mie! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TRZXvf0JiJI/AAAAAAAAA7I/GNVu9GHNqkw/s1600/SAM_8583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TRZXvf0JiJI/AAAAAAAAA7I/GNVu9GHNqkw/s320/SAM_8583.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5982668689120208113-1494413129936252129?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/1494413129936252129/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/ca-la-20-de-ani.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1494413129936252129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1494413129936252129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/ca-la-20-de-ani.html' title='Ca la 20 de ani,,,'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TRZXvf0JiJI/AAAAAAAAA7I/GNVu9GHNqkw/s72-c/SAM_8583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-1971408191403420921</id><published>2010-12-22T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T10:33:45.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm driving home for Christmas...</title><content type='html'>Este a nu stiu cat-a oara in care nici nu apuc sa incep o postare din cauza oboselii... Am revenit. Detaliile? Azi nu. Poate maine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siiii iata-ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TRTbbrvhpvI/AAAAAAAAA68/Zz-k_NyMj3A/s1600/SAM_8494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TRTbbrvhpvI/AAAAAAAAA68/Zz-k_NyMj3A/s320/SAM_8494.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TRTbQv3gIcI/AAAAAAAAA64/q5yQzNOIuG0/s1600/SAM_8494-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ajunsa undeva in seara de Ajun, seara magica in care oboseala se risipeste, melancolia inevitabil isi face aparitia, braduletzii sunt la loc de cinste (ca in fiecare an), cadourile sunt pe drum, bradutzul e impodobit, casutza e curatzica, sms-urile curg, telefoanele nu mai spun, urarile care de care mai nebunatice imi readuc zambetul pe buze iar Mosul... intarzaie ca de obicei. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu-mi ramane decat sa va urez si voua sa aveti parte de muuulta iubire in compania celor dragi, sa va aduca mosul multe multe cadouri sau daca nu, macar dorinte implinite, sanatate, fericire si momente de neuitat care sa va umple cupa amintirilor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Nu uiti ca in noaptea de Ajuns sa va puneti o dorinta! Anul trecut mi s-a indeplinit... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-1971408191403420921?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/1971408191403420921/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-driving-home-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1971408191403420921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1971408191403420921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-driving-home-for-christmas.html' title='I&apos;m driving home for Christmas...'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TRTbbrvhpvI/AAAAAAAAA68/Zz-k_NyMj3A/s72-c/SAM_8494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-5094303437947326723</id><published>2010-12-18T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T17:35:17.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undeva departe :)</title><content type='html'>Sincer postarea asta urma sa fie una de genul "Ochii mi-au secat. De lacrimi s-au saturat. Am plecate departe. Ne vedem pe Marte."(de fapt marti cand revin la ciubusorul meu de nebunii :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intre timp... am mai primit un sac cu optimism. Stiti citatul ala care suna atat de frumos incat nu reuseam sa cred in el? "I belive in angels. I call them friends." Ei bine, daca toate se intampla cu un motiv, vreau sa cred ca am nu unul ci doi ingerasi pazitori, poate chiar 3. Siiiii &lt;i&gt;fuck the life&lt;/i&gt;!! dar e atat de bine! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQ1hTzZY7SI/AAAAAAAAA60/2O0akwr7fig/s1600/animals%252Cbest%252Cfriends%252Cbunny%252Cdeer%252Clove%252Cphotography-fe3b59b2afab3a60a3314cef6f296e25_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQ1hTzZY7SI/AAAAAAAAA60/2O0akwr7fig/s320/animals%252Cbest%252Cfriends%252Cbunny%252Cdeer%252Clove%252Cphotography-fe3b59b2afab3a60a3314cef6f296e25_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-5094303437947326723?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/5094303437947326723/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/undeva-departe.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5094303437947326723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5094303437947326723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/undeva-departe.html' title='Undeva departe :)'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQ1hTzZY7SI/AAAAAAAAA60/2O0akwr7fig/s72-c/animals%252Cbest%252Cfriends%252Cbunny%252Cdeer%252Clove%252Cphotography-fe3b59b2afab3a60a3314cef6f296e25_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-1122500530519095387</id><published>2010-12-14T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T16:41:12.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibiul... oraselul meu de suflet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ne-am intors deci din Sibiu, orasul declarat Capitala Culturala Europeana in anul 2007.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQf57ZYk7JI/AAAAAAAAA44/CJDhBJRTl6g/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQf57ZYk7JI/AAAAAAAAA44/CJDhBJRTl6g/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e foarte greu sa-i gasesc epitete si metafore care sa-l descrie pentru ca altfel nu ai cum sa vorbesti despre el. Si DA, Sibiul este locul meu preferat din Romanica, locul care m-a impresionat cel mai mult si in care as reveni la orice ora. Iar ca sa nu ii acord toate meritele orasului o sa le multumesc in primul si-n primul rand lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQf6rE1Qw7I/AAAAAAAAA5A/89-8-yG7_zY/s1600/DSC02180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQf6rE1Qw7I/AAAAAAAAA5A/89-8-yG7_zY/s320/DSC02180.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc ca ati venit, multumesc ca undeva pe la a 3-a lacrima ati sarit cu o poanta care sa opreasca supararea (Carina + Marian), multumesc ca ati avut grija de mine (Carina pe gheata), Multumesc ca v-ati ocupat si de Kitty mobilul (Marian si gentutza), Multumesc pentru provocarile date (in special cea cu balconul), Multumesc pt orele de congelare petrecute impreuna, Multumesc pentru ca ai dormit "cu mine-n pat" (Carina), Multumesc pt plimbarea nocturna (Marian), Multumesc pentru ca ati existat ca sa-mi faceti zilele mai frumoase! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am purces catre oraselul cu pricina vineri, 10.12.2010 cu Rapidul de la ora 16:16 pentru ca la 21:16 sa poposim intr-un loc unde zapada era la ea acasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgLpADl7bI/AAAAAAAAA6g/1Vn6Ke4CEKc/s1600/crisulina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgLpADl7bI/AAAAAAAAA6g/1Vn6Ke4CEKc/s320/crisulina.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am dezmeticit pe turbo sistem pentru ca frigul nu ne permitea sa procesam foarte mult. In fine... am ajuns un taxi-ul la garsoniera inchiriata si de aici a inceput distractia. Atat in tren cat si la garsoniera conditiile cred ca pot primi nota 10 cu stelutza. Carina/Marian sa ma contrazica daca nu e asa. Ma declar mai mult decat multumita de ceea ce ne-a fost dat sa gasim acolo si de aceea inca nu am uitat de scrisoarea de multumire pe care i-o voi trimite proprietarului. (Doar am promis, nu?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima noastra iesire prin centrul istoric nu putea ramane nemarcata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQf_3arZumI/AAAAAAAAA5E/TKcFrR4CYlI/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQf_3arZumI/AAAAAAAAA5E/TKcFrR4CYlI/s320/2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot in acea seara au continuat convorbirile interminabile pentru ca in urmatoarea zi sa mi se taie firul. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgAZ2fvm3I/AAAAAAAAA5I/8u4z2D0KC-U/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgAZ2fvm3I/AAAAAAAAA5I/8u4z2D0KC-U/s320/3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nici o problema. Au gasit ei rezolvarea. Fie ca a fost faimosul joc "adevar sau provocare", fie Zumba, fie oul kinder primit, important este ca scopul a fost atins. Si poate ca nu mai am inima dar nu va speriati. Nu mi-a furat-o nimeni. (poate doar brunetul de la "Buha") Am dat-o eu de buna voie si nesilita de nimeni la omul de tinichea. Sa vada si el cum e sa ai asa ceva. Mie-mi dadea prea multe batai de cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima noapte petrecuta acolo a inceput asa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgDFQRjQRI/AAAAAAAAA5M/OXRUOxqW458/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgDFQRjQRI/AAAAAAAAA5M/OXRUOxqW458/s320/5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si s-a sfarsit asa. Buna dimineata Sibiu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgDUhrizgI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/7TyUgMpRr3A/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgDUhrizgI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/7TyUgMpRr3A/s320/4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am trecut la vizitatul propriu zis inainte de Zumbathonul mult asteptat. Primul popas... pe langa casutze aka tarabe a fost la scena nasterii bebelui Iisus. Aici indraznesc sa ne laud putin Aradul si sa spun ca a noastra e mai frumoasa. ;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgE5gkIwVI/AAAAAAAAA5U/U1bEAXKlZRM/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgE5gkIwVI/AAAAAAAAA5U/U1bEAXKlZRM/s320/6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apoi au urmat... "Porumbeii. Ce păsări echilibrate! Credeţi că e uşor să faci dragoste pe un cablu telefonic?" :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgFcRo6nBI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ByN_LAXfc9w/s1600/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgFcRo6nBI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/ByN_LAXfc9w/s320/7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siiiii urmeaza poza mea preferata cu fetita preferata si mascota racolata :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgGBVTPojI/AAAAAAAAA5c/C3ktMlPjXk8/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgGBVTPojI/AAAAAAAAA5c/C3ktMlPjXk8/s320/8.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In continuare o sa va prezint obiectivele turistice si cate o scurta descriere ca sa intelegeti despre ce vorbesc eu aici. Turnul Sfatului...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgGVHgehWI/AAAAAAAAA5g/cuJVgOfFiNY/s1600/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgGVHgehWI/AAAAAAAAA5g/cuJVgOfFiNY/s320/10.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgGV8bHbEI/AAAAAAAAA5k/vgXW_2AJxHA/s1600/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgGV8bHbEI/AAAAAAAAA5k/vgXW_2AJxHA/s320/9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgGnqhDHKI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_S1-M88IW74/s1600/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgGnqhDHKI/AAAAAAAAA5o/_S1-M88IW74/s320/11.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgGoJnG2QI/AAAAAAAAA5s/KbSqvWHtxO8/s1600/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgGoJnG2QI/AAAAAAAAA5s/KbSqvWHtxO8/s320/12.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am continuat calatoria bucurandu-ne de soare si de un centru FARA masini. Asta e de apreciat! Mi-a placut foarte mult indicatorul de STOP convertit in SHOP. &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgHiyn0d1I/AAAAAAAAA5w/akh87I-FEG4/s1600/13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgHiyn0d1I/AAAAAAAAA5w/akh87I-FEG4/s320/13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In continuare nu-mi ramane decat sa va spun una din legendele urmatorului loc si anume Podul Minciunilor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgHy6TVv6I/AAAAAAAAA50/TqEPVJDpAUY/s1600/14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgHy6TVv6I/AAAAAAAAA50/TqEPVJDpAUY/s320/14.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgH8nRHtPI/AAAAAAAAA54/_GZ5FeeKSpA/s1600/15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgH8nRHtPI/AAAAAAAAA54/_GZ5FeeKSpA/s320/15.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;Legat de acelasi “capitol” este si legenda potrivit careia cadetii de la Academia Militara, dupa ce furau inimile junelor naïve le promiteau intalniri sub clar de luna, pe podul respectiv, la care insa, invariabil, ”uitau” să se mai prezint&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;e." Urmeaza Catedrala Evanghelica si poza realizata de altii mai curajosi decat mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgIsRczkMI/AAAAAAAAA6A/zFaHKFS-MDs/s1600/21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgIsRczkMI/AAAAAAAAA6A/zFaHKFS-MDs/s320/21.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgIvY2sL1I/AAAAAAAAA6E/WHMCWBQyoCk/s1600/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgIvY2sL1I/AAAAAAAAA6E/WHMCWBQyoCk/s320/22.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgIwEdcYjI/AAAAAAAAA6I/zmv3rHU9-OI/s1600/24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgIwEdcYjI/AAAAAAAAA6I/zmv3rHU9-OI/s320/24.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;Am ajuns si la momentul mult asteptat, Master Class-ul Caritabil de sambata dupa amiaza.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgI_SHTpsI/AAAAAAAAA6M/UApf4jgKtK0/s1600/55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgI_SHTpsI/AAAAAAAAA6M/UApf4jgKtK0/s320/55.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgJAIb5C8I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/hvtNBEazaok/s1600/56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgJAIb5C8I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/hvtNBEazaok/s320/56.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;Fotografiile de acolo vi le voi arata cand apar la ei pe site. Can't wait! :x &lt;a href="http://zumbasibiu.com/"&gt;http://zumbasibiu.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;Bineinteles ca am si iesit iar localul nostru preferat a fost, este si va ramane "Bufnita". Si nu, nu e din cauza brunetului mentionat mai sus ci din cauza mancarii extrem de bune plus ca... mi-am gasit si un coktail cu care sa ma asortez. Deci, sa se faca roz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgJ2zJcR2I/AAAAAAAAA6U/GHBv41acHss/s1600/33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgJ2zJcR2I/AAAAAAAAA6U/GHBv41acHss/s320/33.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgJ-CQx91I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/K4Za0foIi-E/s1600/34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgJ-CQx91I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/K4Za0foIi-E/s320/34.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;Iar daca e roz, sa fie si perna roz! :) Multumesc Carina! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;O sa inchei aici. Restul peisajelor le port in inimioara si-n laptop. Iar pe ei... in sufletel. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgKWLls3nI/AAAAAAAAA6c/TpXg6r9QSHk/s1600/bbbbbb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQgKWLls3nI/AAAAAAAAA6c/TpXg6r9QSHk/s320/bbbbbb.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;Si doar stiti ca orice poveste are un "THE END", nu? Ei bine, a mea e cu HAPPY END. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;De fapt v-am mintit. Doar am fost pe Podul Minciunilor deci imi permit! :)) O sa va povestesc cam cum au decurs evenimentele in ultima seara. Incepea fara "El" (ceea ce e de bine), undeva dupa o mancare extraordinar de buna, dupa o excursie la bradut si dupa repetarea jocului "Adevar sau provocare".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;01:41 Cele de la gara ne-au dat vestea bomba. Singurul tren direct la Arad pleaca dimineata la ora 8:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;01:50- 02:00 - Plecarea prin oras in cautarea unui magazin non stop pentru a cumpara cafea si energizante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;03:00 - Intoarcerea in camera si realizarea bagajului&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;04:00 - Somnicul mult asteptat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;07:39 - Trezirea care ne-a traumatizat pe toti :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;07:51 - Am parasit garsoniera renuntand totodata la chei!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;08:02 - Inca eram in taxi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;08:05 - Tratative cu tanti de la ghiseu pentru bilete X(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;08:09 - Goana dupa aur (tren)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;08:10 - Trenul a parasit Sibiul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;Meritam un premiu, nu? ;;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&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/5982668689120208113-1122500530519095387?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/1122500530519095387/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/sibiul-oraselul-meu-de-suflet.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1122500530519095387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1122500530519095387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/sibiul-oraselul-meu-de-suflet.html' title='Sibiul... oraselul meu de suflet'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQf57ZYk7JI/AAAAAAAAA44/CJDhBJRTl6g/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-7893161827494880733</id><published>2010-12-10T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T01:40:33.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibiu</title><content type='html'>Si v-am lasat dragilor... Ne auzim peste doua zile cand revin in lumea mea roz. Am lasat un pachetel de griji acasa, unul il iau cu mine la care se mai adauga inca unul cu optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQH1YitImEI/AAAAAAAAA40/UAfWdFLA_Vw/s1600/sibiu-2007-artificii-revelion-2006-2007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQH1YitImEI/AAAAAAAAA40/UAfWdFLA_Vw/s320/sibiu-2007-artificii-revelion-2006-2007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salutari deci din Capitala Culturala Europeana! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-7893161827494880733?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/7893161827494880733/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/sibiu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7893161827494880733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7893161827494880733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/sibiu.html' title='Sibiu'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TQH1YitImEI/AAAAAAAAA40/UAfWdFLA_Vw/s72-c/sibiu-2007-artificii-revelion-2006-2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-7286355838210307669</id><published>2010-12-05T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T07:50:38.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuno Claro :x 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am revenit cu o serie de fotografii de la premierea echipei Cfr Cluj de catre Prefect :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPu0kN8XlxI/AAAAAAAAA4g/gvTH6lPf7OU/s400/nuno+clarooo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPu0lo4mmcI/AAAAAAAAA4k/WH-mWQhz1h4/s1600/nuno+clarooo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPu0lo4mmcI/AAAAAAAAA4k/WH-mWQhz1h4/s400/nuno+clarooo2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPu0m1OeiwI/AAAAAAAAA4o/OLjyMS9w79w/s1600/nuno+clarooo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPu0m1OeiwI/AAAAAAAAA4o/OLjyMS9w79w/s400/nuno+clarooo3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPu0obN9UhI/AAAAAAAAA4s/8lQibtyFOkg/s1600/nuno+clarooo4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPu0obN9UhI/AAAAAAAAA4s/8lQibtyFOkg/s400/nuno+clarooo4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cum sa nu-l iubesti? :D Forza forza Cfr!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/5982668689120208113-7286355838210307669?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/7286355838210307669/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/nuno-claro-x-2.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7286355838210307669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7286355838210307669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/12/nuno-claro-x-2.html' title='Nuno Claro :x 2'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPuz2mRz4pI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/iqVZpgQ7fBA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2246570547215931332</id><published>2010-11-30T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T16:45:14.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu si tu. Tu si eu.</title><content type='html'>Nu stiu cum se face ca ajung sa scriu pe blog de fiecare data cand ma superi TU. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPWaZZrR8VI/AAAAAAAAA4U/MOwuQ5R1rPM/s1600/kidoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPWaZZrR8VI/AAAAAAAAA4U/MOwuQ5R1rPM/s320/kidoo.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca starea de agitatie in timp ce tu dormi ca un porcusor sa fie inculpata. Dormi tati ca sunt altii facuti ca sa nu doarma! Si stii ca suntem ca si Yin si Yang, stii asta in adancul sufletului si ca orice am face ajungem aici. Si stiu ca nu ai nici o problema cu asta, stiu ca imi spui de zeci de ori sa nu mai gandesc atat si sa las lucrurile sa decurga de la sine dar eu... eu sunt diametral opusa tie. Normal ca trebuia sa confirmam noi regula prostuta cum ca "extremele se atrag". Si stii si ca eu te ...&amp;nbsp; si stiu ca si tu ma ...&amp;nbsp; dar deh... nu degeaba au scos cei de la Taxi melodia noua. Da da da! Doua cuvinte! Era special ca sa pricep eu ce e in capul tau. Si daca nu ma incanta nici asta, macar n-o sa mai cred ca e la mine problema. Te las pe tine sa jonglezi cu ea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/J0BkdKGPTxw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/J0BkdKGPTxw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasand rufele pentru a fi spalate in "familie" trecem la imporanta zilei de azi, 1 Decembrie. Mai sunt exact 8 zile pana la ziua Carinei, 9 pana la &amp;lt;3...., 11 pana la ziua lui Atty si 14 pana la ziua lui Flavius, 24 pana la Craciun si 25 pana la ziua mea si 30 pana la revelion. Si si si mai vine si Mos Nicolae luni. Am purces deci catre luna cadourilor. :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pana la urma ideea e ca azi e ziua noastraaa. La multi ani Romanica! Si DA, ma numar printre cei 1% mandri ca sunt romani si care apreciaza cu ce ne-a inzestrat natura, chiar daca pare a fi facuta ca s-o strice alti. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPWTXASbePI/AAAAAAAAA4M/GDUu9FaqnDM/s1600/romania.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPWTXASbePI/AAAAAAAAA4M/GDUu9FaqnDM/s320/romania.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPWTQ9mkhzI/AAAAAAAAA4I/19VzQsi-N9k/s1600/la-multi-ani-romania.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-2246570547215931332?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2246570547215931332/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-si-tu-tu-si-eu.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2246570547215931332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2246570547215931332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-si-tu-tu-si-eu.html' title='Eu si tu. Tu si eu.'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPWaZZrR8VI/AAAAAAAAA4U/MOwuQ5R1rPM/s72-c/kidoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-850032268327515539</id><published>2010-11-29T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T14:00:40.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numai lapte si miere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O viata fara belele... numai lapte si miere :)) :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPQiXQ2808I/AAAAAAAAA4E/ybdl3blJ6NM/s1600/4092531711_6158d98a1d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPQiXQ2808I/AAAAAAAAA4E/ybdl3blJ6NM/s320/4092531711_6158d98a1d.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5982668689120208113-850032268327515539?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/850032268327515539/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/numai-lapte-si-miere.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/850032268327515539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/850032268327515539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/numai-lapte-si-miere.html' title='Numai lapte si miere'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TPQiXQ2808I/AAAAAAAAA4E/ybdl3blJ6NM/s72-c/4092531711_6158d98a1d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-6561833332800455550</id><published>2010-11-26T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T04:35:23.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vrem french kiss-ul inapoi :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="padding-left: 20px;"&gt;Noi,ascultatorii de Kiss Fm,ne declaram profund dezamagiti de scoaterea din grila de emisiuni a French Kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="padding-left: 20px;"&gt; Cu totii ne aducem aminte de buna dispozitie a emisiunii French Kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="padding-left: 20px;"&gt; Daca cu adevarat  v-a placut aceasta emisiune va rog sa semnati aceasta petitie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TO-pd3chzPI/AAAAAAAAA38/aWm7fh-UO3I/s1600/wayUEG620313-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TO-pd3chzPI/AAAAAAAAA38/aWm7fh-UO3I/s320/wayUEG620313-02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitieonline.ro/petitie/petitie_online_pentru_reintroducerea_in_grila_de_emisiuni_a_french_kiss_kiss_fm_-p43147046.html"&gt;&lt;span style="padding-left: 20px;"&gt;http://www.petitieonline.ro/petitie/petitie_online_pentru_reintroducerea_in_grila_de_emisiuni_a_french_kiss_kiss_fm_-p43147046.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="padding-left: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="padding-left: 20px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="padding-left: 20px;"&gt;Click acolo sus la semneaza petitia! si nu uitati de finalizarea semnaturii care cel mai probabl o veti gasi in e-mail dar la spam. Multumesc anticipat. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="padding-left: 20px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-6561833332800455550?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/6561833332800455550/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/vrem-french-kiss-ul-inapoi.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6561833332800455550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6561833332800455550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/vrem-french-kiss-ul-inapoi.html' title='Vrem french kiss-ul inapoi :('/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TO-pd3chzPI/AAAAAAAAA38/aWm7fh-UO3I/s72-c/wayUEG620313-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2644548113962464417</id><published>2010-11-25T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T13:30:07.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I've had the time of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I owe it all to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/JwQZQygg3Lk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/JwQZQygg3Lk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-2644548113962464417?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2644548113962464417/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2644548113962464417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2644548113962464417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-of-my-life.html' title='Time of my life'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-96666707793144615</id><published>2010-11-22T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T18:09:08.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atat mai vreau...</title><content type='html'>Am revenit la postarile scrise in toiul noptii poate si din cauza ceaiului verde. Asa patesc cand nu ascult de altii... Asa se face ca vorbele Carinei cum ca "ceaiul verde provoaca insomnii" le resimt din plin la ora 3:30 dimineata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu durere profunda de un capusor pe punctul de a face boom, cu o zi baricadata in casa, cu tot felul de ganduri ascunse si framantari va marturisesc ca EL e singurul care ma tine la suprafata. Altfel m-as fi scufundat de mult, si nu din cauza kilogramelor ci a lacrimilor. Si vrand, nevrand imi aduce zambetul pe buze zilnic. Si particica aia mica din inimioara destinata numai si numai lui tresalta prin pieptul meu ca cea a unui copil cand desface cadourile de la Mos Craciun.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TOshsMo08gI/AAAAAAAAA30/S7bnppk02U0/s1600/love%252Cmy%252Cone%252Ccouple%252Cquote%252Ci%252Chope%252Cso-cde7551a7793563d9b81e90876341ac8_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TOshsMo08gI/AAAAAAAAA30/S7bnppk02U0/s320/love%252Cmy%252Cone%252Ccouple%252Cquote%252Ci%252Chope%252Cso-cde7551a7793563d9b81e90876341ac8_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenind putin la starile mele, sa va spun ce face un "copil" la ora asta, unul care viseaza cu ochii deschisi din ce in ce mai des. Ei bine, deschide geamul. Si pentru prima data am simtit ca se apropie iarna. E aerul acela rece care iti taie respiratia, care nu mai permite poluarii sa-si faca de cap, care ingheata totul (cel putin pe mine in acel moment) si care miroase a iarna. Si stiti ce-mi doresc eu? Zapada. Si apoi, ca sa fie peisajul complet, va las sa deduceti din urmatorul videoclip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fG2mZVkeSjI" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TOsh5lYxeWI/AAAAAAAAA34/rL4fqxT4Ezg/s1600/love%252Cwinter%252Cexpression%252Clights%252Cman%252Cnight-ad14a4c12c5631b47363fe3797200f1f_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="391" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TOsh5lYxeWI/AAAAAAAAA34/rL4fqxT4Ezg/s400/love%252Cwinter%252Cexpression%252Clights%252Cman%252Cnight-ad14a4c12c5631b47363fe3797200f1f_h.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-96666707793144615?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/96666707793144615/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/atat-mai-vreau.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/96666707793144615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/96666707793144615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/atat-mai-vreau.html' title='Atat mai vreau...'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TOshsMo08gI/AAAAAAAAA30/S7bnppk02U0/s72-c/love%252Cmy%252Cone%252Ccouple%252Cquote%252Ci%252Chope%252Cso-cde7551a7793563d9b81e90876341ac8_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-9182739834092704540</id><published>2010-11-09T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T14:33:53.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E albastru. Rozul a disparut.</title><content type='html'>Ultimele mele zile au fost un adevarat cosmar. Mi s-au intamplat o groaza de "chestii faine" dar de niciuna nu am putut sa ma bucur in totalitate pt. ca inevitabil am ajuns de unde am plecat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TNk5u9ml6wI/AAAAAAAAA3I/FHjuIw5hSVQ/s1600/net.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TNk5u9ml6wI/AAAAAAAAA3I/FHjuIw5hSVQ/s320/net.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totusi, imi place sa cred ca am evoluat. Am renuntat sa-i mai aplic "perverse ca pe targu` ocna" ursuletului de plus. Am tot felul de ganduri in care ursuletul se trezeste noaptea si-mi trage una si-mi spune "Bai... blondo dute la ala si agreseaza-l pentru ca eu fost aici tot timpul, el NU!" Asa ca am trecut la urmatoarea faza, cea cu indopatul. Pe langa ca sunt pofticioasa de felul meu, mai asta mi-a lipsit. Si de la o shaorma a inceput "distractia". Folosesc ghilimelele de rigoare pentru ca de o saptamana abia mai pot sa mananc si mi-e greata de la unele alimente. Toate astea bineinteles datorandu-se mirificei crize de fiere prin care am trecut. Incet incet am ajuns sa-mi reiau activitatile normale odata cu meciul disputat intre Cfr Cluj si Dinamo. Nuno Claro a revenit pe teren ceea ce nu putea decat sa ma bucure. Stresul meu a atins cote maxime reusind sa mananc un calendar de ciocolata si sa consum 2 energizante in timul partidei. Sa va spun cum m-am simtit dupa? :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh am trecut si peste asta dar totusi starea mea de agitatie persista. Am inceput sa fac curat. Dai cu matura, dai cu mopu`, prin dulapuri, la cursuri... pentru ca in final sa fiu mai epuizata dar la fel de suparata. Am incercat-o pe`aia cu "un film bun". Mi s-a sugerat ca de asta am nevoie. M-am uitat la Charlie St. Cloud. GREEESIT! Copilu a inceput sa planga cot la cot cu cei din film. Am schimbat-o pe melodii... am inchis televizorul, laptopul, lumina si am ascultat cd-ul nou. Am adormit la un moment dat dar la fel de suparata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TNk7V_P45-I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/qf-TbRiggcY/s1600/heart,hurt,broken,love,pain,sad-73c1f0e8f1b281df71319b2caeaf10f2_h.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TNk7V_P45-I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/qf-TbRiggcY/s320/heart,hurt,broken,love,pain,sad-73c1f0e8f1b281df71319b2caeaf10f2_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ghiciti la ce am ajuns? Unii se lupta cu perna (nu ca cu ea nu as fi certata :)), altii au nevoie de un sac de box, altii danseaza (incercat. nu funtioneaza.), altii tipa (nu-mi permit.vecinii de sus au un bebelus), altii plang (eu nu mai am lacrimi), altii ... altii banuiesc ca nu au ajuns in stadiul meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obiectul "crimei" = periuta de dinti &lt;br /&gt;Perioada de desfaurare = 15-20 minute&lt;br /&gt;Rezultatul = satisfacator&lt;br /&gt;Obiectivul = zambetul &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TNk7Ks655YI/AAAAAAAAA3M/52g-acbLvtQ/s1600/71037477.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TNk7Ks655YI/AAAAAAAAA3M/52g-acbLvtQ/s320/71037477.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si asa se descrie relatia pe care o am cu periuta mea de dinti. Problema ar fi ca daca ridic capul, nu-mi place ce vad in oglinda. In spate inca una. Ajunsesem sa ma plimb pe coridor unde daca sunt 3 usi in partea asta,fiecare cu cate o oglinda, nu am vazut decat aceeasi fata trista. Momentan ma lupt cu expresia mea. Milimetru cu milimentru ma CHINUI sa o fac sa ajunga la obiectivul meu principal. Si credeti-ma, dintisorii mei au ajuns sa aiba acelasi tratament ca pantofiorii inainte de Mos Nicolae. Si nu stiu daca si-au schimbat nuanta din cauza pastei de dinti cu care iar m-au prostit astia de la tv sau a timpului acordat dar, tot raul spre bine. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-9182739834092704540?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/9182739834092704540/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-albastru-rozul-disparut.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/9182739834092704540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/9182739834092704540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-albastru-rozul-disparut.html' title='E albastru. Rozul a disparut.'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TNk5u9ml6wI/AAAAAAAAA3I/FHjuIw5hSVQ/s72-c/net.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-926346066745861363</id><published>2010-11-07T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T15:23:17.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa de la Iustinel :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TNcuhHkC-uI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Fz_a7b3oaw4/s1600/leapsa2-gourmandine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TNcuhHkC-uI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Fz_a7b3oaw4/s320/leapsa2-gourmandine.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am primit a 2-a leapsa din viata acestui blog de la &lt;a href="http://micul-filozof.blogspot.com/"&gt;Iustinel&lt;/a&gt;, leapsa care presupune urmatoarele reguli:&lt;br /&gt;ღ Sa raspundem la cateva intrebari.&lt;br /&gt;ღ Sa specificam prin nume si link de la cine am primit leapsa.&lt;br /&gt;ღ Sa il dam mai departe la cel putin 8 persoane.&lt;br /&gt;ღ La unele intrebari raspunsurile sa fie ironice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Asadar, sa inceapa testul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Esti intr-o situatie unde drepturile individului nu exista. Trebuie sa alegi intre Umilinta si Bataie. Tu ce alegi si de ce?&lt;br /&gt;De multe ori am observat ca unii chiar cer asta. Sunt ANTI violenta declarata dar nici presul nimanui nu sunt. Sa-nceapa distractia! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 3+4= 5 este posibil?&lt;br /&gt;Oi fi eu blonda da nici chiar asa. Totusi... depinde de situatie. daca se bat 3 dintr-un grup cu 4 din celalalt e posibil ca in final sa raman doar 5 in picioare. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Daca cineva maine iti pune pe masa 1 milion de euro si iti spune sa omori pe cel mai bun prieten/a, ai face-o?&lt;br /&gt;Da frate :-j nu omor nici un caine pt bani! dar mai ales un om... ce sa mai zic de prieteni :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Spui intotdeauna adevarul?&lt;br /&gt;As fi ipocrita sa zic ca da. Mai si mint. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Esti la un pas sa iti realizezi cel mai mare vis al tau. Pentru a reusi trebuie sa faci un compromis pe care in mod normal nu l-ai face. De retinut e ca de nu faci acel compromis s-a zis cu visul tau pentru totdeauna. Ce faci?&lt;br /&gt;Totul pentru un vis! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ai inselat, furat vreodata?&lt;br /&gt;Da sau nu :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ce parere ai despre zicala: "Creeaza-i unui om DORINTA si se va fute pe ele principii, vise, etc."&lt;br /&gt;PAS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ti s-a facut vreodata o observatie negativa in pat? Daca da care a fost aceasta.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-mi amintesc sa se fi intamplat. Hello Kitty ma suporta oricum. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Esti in situatia de a decide intr-o situatie fara iesire. Trebuie sa ordoni moartea a unui milion de oameni pentru a salva alti 5 miliarde. Daca nu-i sacrifici pe cei 1 milion , atunci vor muri toti. Care e decizia ta?&lt;br /&gt;Probabil ii voi sacrifica pe cei un milion. Din tot raul il aleg pe cel mai mic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ce aplicatie/formula matematica ne poate da raspunsul =123456789 ? &lt;br /&gt;Clar e una din econometria aprofundata! :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Pentru ce suma ti-ai inchiria timp de o saptamana partenera/ul?&lt;br /&gt;Pentru nici o suma. Iubi nu are pret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Daca nu ai avea ce manca ai da in cap cuiva?&lt;br /&gt;Nu. Mai bine mor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Cand ai facut ultima oara sex si cu cine?&lt;br /&gt;Zilnic cu patul meu! :)) "Am o relatie cu patul meu... si la bine si la greu." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Iti prinzi partenerul in pat cu o alta persoana in timpul actului sexual. Cum reactionezi?&lt;br /&gt;Intru. Le urez spor la treaba si plec. :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Daca ai fi Dumnezeu pentru o zi care ar primele 7 lucruri pe care le-ai face?&lt;br /&gt;1. As schimba situatia copiilor care cresc pe strazi si a batranilor. 2.As sterge orgoliul din caracterul oamenilor. Sunt curioasa ce ar face fara el. 3.Le-as trimite semne celor care fac "rele" pentru a se putea indrepta din timp. Cica niciodata nu e prea tarziu. 4. As repara toate gropile. :)) poate asa mai eliminam din accidente. 5. I-as da intelepciune unui student mai saracut sa descopere remediul pentru cancer. 6.As elimina violenta din lume. 7.As arunca praf de fericire peste Pamant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Dai bani la cersatori? &lt;br /&gt;Uneori la copilasi si batrani. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Maine e sfarsitul lumii. Ai 24 de ore la dipozitie. Ce ai face in aceste 24 de ore?&lt;br /&gt;Sun toata populatia si le spun ca ii iubesc, il sun pe "el" si apoi petrec restul orelor cu Denis (fratiorul). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Esti intr-o celula de 2/2 cu inca un partener de 10 ani. In tot acest timp ai fost pus/a la cele mai groaznice chinuri posibile. Intr-o zi ti se ofera posibilitatea de a scapa toate acestea. Trebuie doar sa-i oferi cele mai goznice chinuri colegului de celula timp de 2 ani. Ce alegi? Sa te chinuie in continuare sau sa-l chinui tu pe colegul de celula?&lt;br /&gt;Sa il chinui. Buhuhu! &amp;gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Intr-o zi te suna cineva si iti spune ca stie cel mai groaznic secret al tau. Daca nu-i dai ce si cat vrea va spune tuturor. Daca s-ar afla, acel secret ar distruge tot ce ai cladit, ai pierde totul. Ce vei face in continuare?&lt;br /&gt;Prefer sa pierd totul. Nu as putea trai amenintata. Construiesc eu la loc ca sa demonstrez contrariul blondului din capusorul meu. :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. O parere personala obiectiva despre autorul care ti-a trimis leapsa. minim 50 de caractere.&lt;br /&gt;Imi place de mor cum gandeste Iustinel, imi place cum scrie, imi place ca studiem in acelasi domeniu dar leapsa asta este mult prea "profunda" pt blonda din mine. Nu ne cunoastem personal dar sunt sigura ca e un baiat de gasca. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa zboara catre: &lt;a href="http://kingbogdany.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogdan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://micha-ella.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michellinne&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://siblondelegandesc.ro/"&gt;Copila blonda&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://vitaminizata.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vitaminizata&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://flow-nico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nico&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://misshappysconfessions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ralu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://crinutza.wordpress.com/"&gt;Crinutza&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="http://ghiocelulalb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ghiocelul alb&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-926346066745861363?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/926346066745861363/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/leapsa-de-la-iustinel.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/926346066745861363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/926346066745861363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/leapsa-de-la-iustinel.html' title='Leapsa de la Iustinel :-)'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TNcuhHkC-uI/AAAAAAAAA3E/Fz_a7b3oaw4/s72-c/leapsa2-gourmandine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-1011871223963671225</id><published>2010-11-02T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T06:36:46.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inimioara mea ღ</title><content type='html'>O zi plina de bakugani, Ben ten si Oraselul Lenes... :x :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Totusi mai important decat Halloweenul a fost revenirea Partydului Kiss Fm in Club Bazzara. Asa ca ghiciti unde am poposit pentru inceput?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6bLtme_RI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/rGfuSxNBGYw/s1600/SAM_7541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6bLtme_RI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/rGfuSxNBGYw/s320/SAM_7541.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din cauza aglomeratiei (inevitabil in Bazzara se petrece fenomenul mentionat) am hotarat sa plecam, evident dupa ce i-am urat presedintelui Olix "La multi ani!". Urmatoarea destinatie, care urma sa devina localul meu preferat din Arad, a fost Tabiet ClubCafe. Atmosfera a fost de nota 10 iar personalul la fel. Ireprosabil &amp;amp; foarte amuzant! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6bkD7xgHI/AAAAAAAAA2c/o08zuqOHeRo/s1600/SAM_7544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6bkD7xgHI/AAAAAAAAA2c/o08zuqOHeRo/s320/SAM_7544.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6bqQvV6DI/AAAAAAAAA2g/8RKxyD9jCkU/s1600/SAM_7549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6bqQvV6DI/AAAAAAAAA2g/8RKxyD9jCkU/s320/SAM_7549.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am promis ceva, fapt pentru care a 2-a zi am hotarat sa largim comunitatea si am revenit la Tabiet cu colegii(Carina, Andreea &amp;amp; Cristi). Cu siguranta nu exista alt loc unde sa ma simt atat de bine si nu sunt singura, ceilalti l-au apreciat la fel. Sa devina "tabietul" nostru? Probabil ca da, in special cand vom avea cursuri in oras. Ramane de vazut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6bzptLB9I/AAAAAAAAA2k/ZFgjt3aHtJ4/s1600/SAM_7556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6bzptLB9I/AAAAAAAAA2k/ZFgjt3aHtJ4/s320/SAM_7556.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6b6FXTGII/AAAAAAAAA2o/sxwtZ0WCev4/s1600/SAM_7560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6b6FXTGII/AAAAAAAAA2o/sxwtZ0WCev4/s320/SAM_7560.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6cEZnAdII/AAAAAAAAA2s/3Bd3I2-tTxs/s1600/SAM_7566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6cEZnAdII/AAAAAAAAA2s/3Bd3I2-tTxs/s320/SAM_7566.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am incheiat seara cum nu se poate mai urat dar dis de dimineata mi-am mai revenit dupa cele 4 ore de gestiune financiara. Si nu, nu ma relaxeaza materia ci mirificul tablou realizat de Carina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6fI_nvUxI/AAAAAAAAA2w/IZBylkvvJto/s1600/SAM_7573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6fI_nvUxI/AAAAAAAAA2w/IZBylkvvJto/s320/SAM_7573.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu ma intelegeti gresit. Am iesit toate si la tabla, doar suntem studente active. Zicea proful ca trebuie "sa avem activitate." :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va doresc o zi la fel de insorita precum cea de azi! Si acum... replica unei foste colege: "Zambeste! E soare afara." :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4436669010521239011?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4436669010521239011/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4436669010521239011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4436669010521239011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween &gt;:)'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TM6bLtme_RI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/rGfuSxNBGYw/s72-c/SAM_7541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-8497574912186816091</id><published>2010-10-29T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T12:06:18.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undeva... candva</title><content type='html'>"Ea: Te iubesc :)&lt;br /&gt;El: As vrea sa pot spune la fel dar... "te iubesc" inseamna mult mai mult. Oricum tin foarte foarte mult la tine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMsbC4YplnI/AAAAAAAAA2U/QsBEQE1tlk4/s1600/tumblr_l6qqbyNZe71qd646ho1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMsbC4YplnI/AAAAAAAAA2U/QsBEQE1tlk4/s400/tumblr_l6qqbyNZe71qd646ho1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-8497574912186816091?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/8497574912186816091/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/undeva-candva.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8497574912186816091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8497574912186816091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/undeva-candva.html' title='Undeva... candva'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMsbC4YplnI/AAAAAAAAA2U/QsBEQE1tlk4/s72-c/tumblr_l6qqbyNZe71qd646ho1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-1900975238547250597</id><published>2010-10-28T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T06:17:24.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm... :x</title><content type='html'>De cand ma stiu ma macina o intrebare. Exista oare anotimpul despartirilor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocmai am ajuns de la examenul "partial" (Who the fuck mai da examene partiale in octombrie?!?) la finante publice si spre uimirea mea am stiut. Si cand spun asta, ma refer la zambetul ala tampit la care nu am putut renunta nici acum si care-mi descrie perfect starea de spirit. Si DA, un amarat de examen ma poate face fericita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenind la subiectul de azi am observat ca sunt doua perioade a anului in care cuplurile se despart, asta generalizand. Eu sincer sunt cu primavara dar in ultimele zile am aflat cu stupoare ca sunt multe care au decis sa puna capat relatiei de curand. Evident nu e treaba mea si daca n-as fi auzit-o pe don'soara de pe strada tipand la un "el" ca "Asta se intampla cand eram impreuna! Acum nu mai suntem!" n-as fi scris despre asta in acest post nici in ruptul capului. Sa fie de vina si schimbarile din natura sau unora le afecteaza creierul trecerile bruste de la cald la frig? O sa ramana inca o dilema de-a mea probabil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMljUx305yI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/aerBcELPRqg/s1600/baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMljUx305yI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/aerBcELPRqg/s320/baby.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce ma mai supara? Ei bine sunt certurile in care vrand nevrand cad la mijloc pentru ca asa-s eu, vreau sa impac si capra si varza. Nu va mai spun si cine sunt personajele. Shh! :-$ Dar ceea ce intr-adevar ma supara este ca mi-e bolnavior puiutul. Ingerasul de 4 anisori are febra si mi-a spus "Ma trage ceva in gat". :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce ma bucura? Pai... puiutul care desi bolnavior, vine si ma strange in brate si pune obrajorul langa al meu, acel "el" care desi nu e aici e altundeva de unde trebuie sa recunosc ca imi va fi greu sa-l scot IAR (inca cred ca nu are cum sa existe ceva), &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMlmHABHuxI/AAAAAAAAA1s/5x4kpW-4-2M/s1600/pillow,cute,love,lovv,bed,cartoon-9373635d4a29085210d767b5220f3261_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMlmHABHuxI/AAAAAAAAA1s/5x4kpW-4-2M/s200/pillow,cute,love,lovv,bed,cartoon-9373635d4a29085210d767b5220f3261_h.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o vorba buna, un "succes la examen" (tot timpul o sa ma incurajeze astea) desi voi ramane vesnic o persoana mega stresata si cum ii spuneam si la mami... daca voi muri vreodata, va fi din cauza stresului cu examenele sau cu proful de fizica (cand eram in liceu). Tind sa cred ca usor usor voi scapa de el (cel putin de profu am scapat). Hihihi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sfatul zilei: Fiti mai indulgenti, zambiti mai mult si iertati mai usor! Viata e scurta. Ghiciti cat va rezista barcuta in apa care pe deasupra e si inghetata? Apoi ganditi-va cat de greu ii este sa reziste acolo. Si mai apoi, ganditi-va cat de usor va este voua sa treceti prin viata si cate clipe irositi din orgolii stupide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMllyJbkrSI/AAAAAAAAA1o/uc1Pke1WABc/s1600/winter,paper,boats,grey,boat,ice,paper-e8e1fa58cdfc7e828c9070eb9bf0edf6_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMllyJbkrSI/AAAAAAAAA1o/uc1Pke1WABc/s320/winter,paper,boats,grey,boat,ice,paper-e8e1fa58cdfc7e828c9070eb9bf0edf6_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Am uitat sa va zapacesc si pe voi cu melodiile mele de suflet. Auditie placuta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="33" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Henan/c9b203be7a3895.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="username=Henan&amp;hash=c9b203be7a3895&amp;miniMode=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Henan/c9b203be7a3895.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" width="448" height="33" flashvars="username=Henan&amp;hash=c9b203be7a3895&amp;miniMode=true" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monchy &amp;amp; Alexandra - Baby Olvidame&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/diverse" title="diverse"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="33" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/mcandr3y/eedf8343b06732.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="username=mcandr3y&amp;hash=eedf8343b06732&amp;miniMode=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/mcandr3y/eedf8343b06732.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" width="448" height="33" flashvars="username=mcandr3y&amp;hash=eedf8343b06732&amp;miniMode=true" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aventura - Los Infieles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/diverse" title="diverse"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="33" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/CRISAMI2007/7d0d2abf8191b4.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="username=CRISAMI2007&amp;hash=7d0d2abf8191b4&amp;miniMode=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/CRISAMI2007/7d0d2abf8191b4.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" width="448" height="33" flashvars="username=CRISAMI2007&amp;hash=7d0d2abf8191b4&amp;miniMode=true" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aventura - El Perdedor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMl3b-se1lI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/3Y1AG3WPFrA/s1600/2int.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMl3b-se1lI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/3Y1AG3WPFrA/s1600/2int.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PPS:Inca nu stiu de ce par atat de revoltata si trista, sau cel putin mie asa mi se pare din cele scrise mai sus. Oricum, ca sa eucidam misterul, eu sunt fericita. :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMlyKhqKxhI/AAAAAAAAA18/nNpp7EkCGgQ/s1600/hammock,seductive,woman,beauty,girl,photography-f71e8f95478a09c3f0bca20630d88217_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMlyKhqKxhI/AAAAAAAAA18/nNpp7EkCGgQ/s1600/hammock,seductive,woman,beauty,girl,photography-f71e8f95478a09c3f0bca20630d88217_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMlzBx6pq0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/Ds6M6r3bIw4/s1600/dancing-couple-together.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-1900975238547250597?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/1900975238547250597/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/mmm-x.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1900975238547250597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1900975238547250597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/mmm-x.html' title='Mmm... :x'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMljUx305yI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/aerBcELPRqg/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-6861237386612067296</id><published>2010-10-25T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T13:51:45.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hihihi si hahaha :)) :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="386" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/video/Fedayn/8e1934df3540a3.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="username=Fedayn&amp;hash=8e1934df3540a3&amp;color=0xc94a8a"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/video/Fedayn/8e1934df3540a3.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="386" flashvars="username=Fedayn&amp;hash=8e1934df3540a3&amp;color=0xc94a8a" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; 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La multi ani majorule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMDFVJlpHiI/AAAAAAAAA08/hntAnSl88zo/s1600/mare2813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMDFVJlpHiI/AAAAAAAAA08/hntAnSl88zo/s320/mare2813.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am revenit la aproape o saptamana dupa evenimentul mai sus mentionat cu fotografiile promise. Inainte de astea insa, o sa va spun povestea noastra. De mici eram indemnati sa ne comportam ca fratii. Suntem de fapt verisori primari dar cand eram micuti eram uniti in special pentru ca la tara nu prea cunoasteam copii asa ce ne jucam noi doi. Activitati? Din cele mai diversificate, de la cusca catelului pana la sarmalutele pentru iepurasi sau plimbatul catelului cu lesa. Imi amintesc ca din celelalte activitati faceau parte plimbatul cu motocicletele, pescuitul in raul de la marginea satului si aducerea pestilor acasa in bazin sau impartitul casei in 2 si astfel deveneam vecini. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca fratii imparteam pana si oul kinder (cel care se rupea in doua cu jucaria in cutiuta galbena) dar nu cum credeti voi. Eu luam ciocolata si el jucaria. Tot timpul eram aia pofticioasa. Mandarinele erau printre preferintele noastre in anotimpul rece&amp;nbsp; si sosul mirific pe care il mancam dimineata cu ceva jumari (mancarea aia poarta semnatura lu buni :) de care chiar mi-e cam dor. Ar trebui sa mergem intr-un weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa inchei cu urarile de rigoare. Iti doresc sa ai parte de tot ce e mai bun in lume, vise implinite, multa liniste sufleteasca, prietenie adevarata, iubire si intelegere! Fericirea vine pe parcurs daca stii sa o lasi sa intre-n sufletel. Zambeste! Acum te poate lua politia pe sus! :))&amp;nbsp; La multi ani! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acestea fiind spuse, sa curga fotografiile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMDH5KPvB-I/AAAAAAAAA1A/dg4NNXewfm4/s1600/0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMDH5KPvB-I/AAAAAAAAA1A/dg4NNXewfm4/s320/0.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMDH7Yr7J_I/AAAAAAAAA1E/zAxUhTa0MQ4/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TMDH7Yr7J_I/AAAAAAAAA1E/zAxUhTa0MQ4/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Am fost azi la padure. Pentru prima data am vazut ce inseamna o plaja pustie, un soare in mijlocul lunii octombrie la care altii faceau plaja (e pe bune!:)), am invatat ca Muresul are scoici (chiar nu stiam asta) si ca un catelus maidanez poate fi o comoara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TLYf-C89pdI/AAAAAAAAA0w/axbrYaNut9Q/s1600/IMG_0240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TLYf-C89pdI/AAAAAAAAA0w/axbrYaNut9Q/s320/IMG_0240.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TLYgVRO2uwI/AAAAAAAAA00/ewHA4Y58G2E/s1600/SAM_7179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TLYgVRO2uwI/AAAAAAAAA00/ewHA4Y58G2E/s320/SAM_7179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunt fericita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-5347901339494903715?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/5347901339494903715/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-wonderful-wonderful-life.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5347901339494903715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5347901339494903715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-wonderful-wonderful-life.html' title='It&apos;s a wonderful, wonderful life :)'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TLYf-C89pdI/AAAAAAAAA0w/axbrYaNut9Q/s72-c/IMG_0240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-7229931040014905279</id><published>2010-10-11T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T07:28:08.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend de poveste</title><content type='html'>Am revenit dupa un weekend de poveste. Il numesc astfel din cauza momentelor unice din viata mea, de la raza de soare care intra prin geamul cel mic de la baie chiar si strecurata printre crengile copacului din fata blocului pana la timpul petrecut cu Denisucu. Si chiar nu pot descrie in cuvinte acea bucurie care imi inconjoara sufletelul si il salta ca pe o trambulina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TLMeJ2CuQ9I/AAAAAAAAA0g/_JwNXswHmSA/s1600/82c29b382305cc22eb30dc9cacc13479_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TLMeJ2CuQ9I/AAAAAAAAA0g/_JwNXswHmSA/s320/82c29b382305cc22eb30dc9cacc13479_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incepea undeva sambata seara cand am mers la Pub ca sa vedem meciul dintre nationala Frantei si cea a Romaniei. Ce-i drept rezultatul a fost fara drept de apel dar cele 2 ore au fost pline de zambete si pe la sfarsit si rasete. Mai lipseau si &lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;ropotele de aplauze. :)) Cam asta ar fi finalul unei seri care se trece in calendar drept "O nationala daramata, o prietenie construita", asta pentru ca am iesit cu Flavy, Flavius Bozga si un prieten de-a lui. Ti-am spus ca apari pe blog, da?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;Weekendul continua cu o trezire in forta duminica dimineata. De ce in forta? Pentru ca zumba a avut prioritate. Restul zilei l-am petrecut la tara cu cealalta jumatate de familie si cu Sergiu, proaspat sosit din Italia. Inca o zi frumoasa incheiata cu jumatate din filmul "Legaturi bolnavicioase" pt. ca adormisem intre timp.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;Ziua de luni... ca orice alta zi de luni e naspa prin definitie. Dar am salvat-o eu cu o chiulangita cronica la care evident ca s-a recomandat un somnic care m-a pus pe picioare. Ceea ce mi-a dat intr-adevar forta pentru noua saptamana au fost cele doua "indatoriri" pe care le am pentru a ajunge la un vis nou. Ati ghicit! Iar mi s-a pus pata pe ceva anume. :)) Si daca la asta mai adaug treaba cu zumba si cate ceva legat de facultate, pot spune ca viata incepe sa capete un sens din nou. Nu mi-a placut niciodata sa stau si sa lenevesc. Mint. Imi place de mor dar dupa cateva zile pana si patul parca nu mai e atat de confortabil, nici Mos Ene nu mai vine pe la mine&amp;nbsp; si ma deprima orice. Imi place sa stiu ca sunt folositoare si daca ceea ce fac este pentru mine, cu atat mai bine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TLMe7v694gI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Z4-xuRa2HJ8/s1600/Copy+of+balloon,colorful,girl,hat,color,woman-fc373d162fcc5d041acc168bdf600395_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TLMe7v694gI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Z4-xuRa2HJ8/s320/Copy+of+balloon,colorful,girl,hat,color,woman-fc373d162fcc5d041acc168bdf600395_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;Nu-mi ramane decat sa sper ca imi voi atinge visele pe care le am momentan si sa va urez cat mai multe zile precum ale mele!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&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/5982668689120208113-7229931040014905279?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/7229931040014905279/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/weekend-de-poveste.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7229931040014905279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7229931040014905279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/weekend-de-poveste.html' title='weekend de poveste'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TLMeJ2CuQ9I/AAAAAAAAA0g/_JwNXswHmSA/s72-c/82c29b382305cc22eb30dc9cacc13479_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-8214997972435681743</id><published>2010-10-08T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T06:21:13.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fericire? Nu. Extaz! :D</title><content type='html'>De cand am ajuns de la Zumba m-a lovit o stare euforica greu de explicat. Ganditi-va la un orgasm continuu care la mine persista de 2 ore. Ganditi-va la un copilas care primeste o jucarie si la bucuria pe care o simte el, apoi imaginati-va ca eu am de-a face cu ea de mai bine de 2 ore.  Ganditi-va ca imi vine sa urlu de bucurie, sa topai de fericire si sa cant pana trezesc si vecinii de la etajul 4. Si nu, nu am mai avut de-a face cu o stare ca si asta de la revolutie incoa`, adica de cand ma stiu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciudat este ca fericirea vine de undeva din interiorul meu si nu o cauzeaza nimic material. Sunt fortele mele, increderea mea, daruirea mea, pana si lacrimile mele puse in joc. Si doar ma stiti, sunt ambitioasa foc. Si ca sa accentuam "misterul" o sa va las doar in compania urmatorului videoclip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eWUC5Q0RCAA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eWUC5Q0RCAA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficare intelege ce vrea si cat il duce bibilica. Dar mai simplu, nu va stresati voi cu ale mele ci incercati sa-mi atingeti starea descrisa mai sus. Tind catre expresia vazuta prima data pe blogul "te-am iubit fraiere" si anume "Eu cand pun capul pe perna am amintiri nu fantezii." Sa spunem ca, imi traiesc viata la maxim de la orele la facultate pana la cele de Zumba. Si este absoult senzationala partea in care eu iau tot ce-i mai bun din toate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-8214997972435681743?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/8214997972435681743/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/fericire-nu-extaz-d.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8214997972435681743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8214997972435681743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/fericire-nu-extaz-d.html' title='Fericire? Nu. Extaz! :D'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4429361376997562721</id><published>2010-10-08T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T07:07:53.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te extraño, te olvido y te amo de nuevo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wpP9Hh44RUM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wpP9Hh44RUM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t78iL5EH69c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t78iL5EH69c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foarte suparata... Cuvintele sunt de prisos. Imi lipsesti si atat. Am o stare de-aia criminala in care imi vine sa urlu de tristete dar tin totul in mine. Pana cand? Nu stiu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4429361376997562721?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4429361376997562721/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4429361376997562721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4429361376997562721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-3862250893479914844</id><published>2010-10-07T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T14:50:57.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reclame 2</title><content type='html'>Se pare ca trec prin acele zile minunate in care gust din micile placeri ale vietii. Incerc sa fac din orice gest ceva unic, de memorat si imi iese de minune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TK4_YUcuNJI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/nw79x8JgYj0/s1600/45738_153797724636763_123102327706303_502322_2715805_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TK4_YUcuNJI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/nw79x8JgYj0/s320/45738_153797724636763_123102327706303_502322_2715805_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai pun la suflet nici UN comentariu rautacios si ca sa si justific treaba asta o sa o pun pe seama lipsei de coloana vertebrala sau creier a persoanelor care scapa "porumbelul". Nu ma mai afecteaza absolut deloc si am observat ca starea mea de spirit chiar nu mai poate fi influentata de astfel de persoane. (pentru ca oameni nu pot sa ii numesc) Se spune ca "sa fii om e lucru mare" si de aceea ma feresc sa-i bag pe toti in aceeasi oala. Nu vreau sa ma schimb dar inevitabil o voi face. Sunt genul ala prost, batut in cap as spune care ajuta pe totata lumea in masura in care poate, care uneori se lasa pe ea ca sa-i fie bine celui de langa ea. Problema vine in momentul in are am nevoie ca cineva sa fie langa mine. Si ia-i de unde nu-s. :)) De aceea la capitolul asta trebuie lucrat... un pic mai mult decat as fi vrut dar se pare ca toate au o limita pe care de data asta o impun eu. Nu. Nu o sa calc pe altii in picioare ca sa ma ridic. Nu o sa fac asta niciodata. Dar voi fi mai mult pentru mine si mai putin pentru altii. Pt. cei care merita voi fi acolo neconditionat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TK4_vkNiF7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/wM0V7wpacZ8/s1600/44638_153797707970098_123102327706303_502321_732653_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TK4_vkNiF7I/AAAAAAAAA0c/wM0V7wpacZ8/s320/44638_153797707970098_123102327706303_502321_732653_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa revenim deci la ceea ce ma face fericita. Da, este o amarata de geanta la reduceri dar nu ar fi nimic deosebit. Vreau sa va spun ca astazi am baut CEL MAI BUN ceai si am mancat CEA MAI BUNA CLATITA din viata mea. Cu clatitele era clara treaba ca sutn clienta fidela dar la ceai chiar nu ma asteptam. Si ca sa nu va fac doar pofta o sa va trimit langa CNMN (Colegiul National Moise Nicoara), fostul meu liceu, la Clatite XXXL sau "La Creperie" daca nu ma inseala memoria. Sa ma corectati daca spun prostii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: none; visibility: hidden;"&gt;Mai mult de 50 de sortimente de clatite de mari dimensiuni(diametrul 40 cm) intr-un local cu atmosfera familiala.&lt;/div&gt;Adresa mai exacta este: B-dul Gen.Dragalina nr.22-24(colt cu N.Balcescu), la piciorul podului Decebal&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tel: 0749233177&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine urmeaza o noua ora de Zumba si mor de nerabdare.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-3862250893479914844?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/3862250893479914844/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/reclame-2.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3862250893479914844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3862250893479914844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/reclame-2.html' title='Reclame 2'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TK4_YUcuNJI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/nw79x8JgYj0/s72-c/45738_153797724636763_123102327706303_502322_2715805_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4799726125339232226</id><published>2010-10-06T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T14:18:26.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reclame :D</title><content type='html'>De cateva zile tot incep si nu mai termin postarea aici de fata, asa ca s-au cam acumulat serviciile pe care vi le recomand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa incep cu "Old Lady's Pub", un pub din Arad (situat la Uta pentru necunoscatori) care este perfect pentru vizionat meciurile de fotbal (fapt pentru care este si renumit). Localul este impanzit cu orice articole, cupe, cani, fanioane, fulare cu Uta Arad. Frumoasa initiativa! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKzUci12RYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/P6WcoguLfX0/s1600/roman_batin-300x242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKzUci12RYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/P6WcoguLfX0/s1600/roman_batin-300x242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu cum este seara, dar dupa masa nu este deloc FUM ceea ce le mai acorda inca o bilutza alba, una mare mare din partea mea. Prima mea experienta acolo a fost de neuitat, poate si pentru ca a castigat Cfr`ul in fata Brasovului cu scorul de 4-0. Imi place de asemenea ca se pot viziona si mai multe meciuri in acelasi timp in functie de preferintele clientilor. De amintit din acea dupa amiaza de sambata este cocktailul cu 2 umbrelutze NON alcoolic evident (ca doar sunt fetita cuminte) si anume "Safe sex" care mi-a indulcit considerabil starea de spirit. Promit sa revin acolo cu urmatoarea ocazie care daca nu ma insel, va fi meciul Romaniei cu Franta. Hai Romania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In al doi-lea rand, nu am cum sa trec la noua mea activitate fara a mentiona cel mai confortabil fotoliu pe care am stat in viata mea. Este mai mult decat pufos si chiar daca este de piele nu este rece deloc. Pe "respectivul" il gasiti la "Hotel Parc" undeva pe coridor iar experienta merita adusa in orice locuinta. Satisfactie garantata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am cum sa inchei fara a ma LAUDA. Asta e pentru prietenele care mor daca nu stiu ce fac, ce mananc si cat respir. :)) Ei bine m-am apucat de un nou sport despre care sunt aproape sigura ca v-am mai vorbit. Se numeste Zumba si este un amestec intre pasi de dans(salsa, merengue, bachata etc in genereal muzica latina) si miscari din fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKzl-jHfIHI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/py_KBbDNdxA/s1600/DVD-Zumba-Fitness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKzl-jHfIHI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/py_KBbDNdxA/s320/DVD-Zumba-Fitness.jpg" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe langa faptul ca este distractiv, ajuta foarte mult la slabit. Iata ca se poate imbina si utilul cu placutul. Clavinia si Blanca (instructoarele) sunt taaare simpatice si deci de acum puteti practica Zumba si in orasul nostru pentru ca aveti de la cine invata. Orele se desfasoara in fiecare miercuri si vineri de la 19:30 la 20:30 iar pretul unei ore este de 10 lei. Locatia este Hotelul Continental, iar orele se desfasoara in sala de aerobic dar daca nu va descurcati, intrebati la receptie. Merita sa incercati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poate urmatorul filmulet o sa va convinga sau daca nu, macar sa va arate ce inseamna Zumba cu adevarat. Let's Zumba baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/70gkrzhT_h0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/70gkrzhT_h0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4799726125339232226?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4799726125339232226/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/reclame-d.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4799726125339232226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4799726125339232226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/reclame-d.html' title='Reclame :D'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKzUci12RYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/P6WcoguLfX0/s72-c/roman_batin-300x242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4189054228990216828</id><published>2010-10-03T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T18:44:05.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to God</title><content type='html'>Inainte de a posta un "raspuns" la chemarea celor din film, vreau sa va si explic despre ce este vorba.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKkv5Vlr7pI/AAAAAAAAA0I/8rcvmUp7Cds/s1600/Letters-to-God.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKkv5Vlr7pI/AAAAAAAAA0I/8rcvmUp7Cds/s320/Letters-to-God.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filmul se numeste "Letters to God" si mi-e greu sa iau o descriere a lui de pe internet tocmai datorita impactului care l-a avut asupra mea. Exista unele momente in viata cand chiar am nevoie de imbolduri ca si cel de acum pentru a ma trezi la realitate, pentru a pretui de 1000000x mai mult faptul ca sunt sanatoasa, oamenii din viata mea si desigur esecurile si momentele de tristete. De ce si acestea din urma? Pentru ca daca iau cele 1000 de motive pentru care eu sunt nemultumita si le pun intr-o balanta cu un caz asemanator celui din film ia ghiciti unde atarna balanta? Cu siguranta nu la mine. Un "el", niste "ei", cateva "d`alea" nu pot sa iti dea nimic valoros, iar viata este cea mai de pret. Sa felicitam mamicile deci! bine bine... si taticii dar cele care dau viata unui pui de om raman tot ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenind la film ca sa nu ma indepartez prea tare de subiect (chiar daca fac asta cam tot timpul), acesta prezinta ultimele luni din viata a unui baietel pe nume Tyler care este bolnav de cancer. Ce schimba acesta in vietile apropiatilor veti vedea in film. Cert este ca baietelul stie ca este bolnavior dar si ca este posibil sa moara si incepe sa ii scrie zilnic scrisori lui Dumnezeu vorbind despre persoane importante din viata lui cu care interactioneaza in zilele respective (inclusiv colegul de la scoala care il ironiza) si cerandu-I sa ii ajute pe fiecare in parte. Chiar daca baietelul nu s-a vindecat, cum de altfel si cerea Tyler in primele scrisori, scopul lui a fost atins fiind doar acela de a-i face pe toti sa creada in Dumnezeu orice s-ar intampla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totul devine cu atat mai trist cu cat am gasit pe internet urmatoarea informatie, de care eram si constienta vazand imaginile de la sfarsit. "Filmul este inspirat din povestea reala a tanarului Tyler Doherty in varsta de 9 ani, care pana la acea varsta era un copil cu o viata normala, insa intr-o zi lumea sa se schimba in totalitate cand afla ca este bolnav de cancer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impotriva cancerului de orice fel, o sa va arat o particica din scrisoarea mea. Restul nu-l veti gasi niciodata pentru ca sta foarte bine ascuns undeva in partea dreapta cum privesti figura din cartea de bio, mai exact in atriul stang pentru ca e desenat cu rosu si deh, sunt dinamovista. Si sa va mai spun un secret. Ajungeti la el tooocmai prin venele pulmonare. Va riscati?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to ask for something that I know I can do (and by that I mean examas or geting thinner) because for those ones I have my own "package of muscles" (Seriously, I can handle it) but I'm going to ask for something related to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Please give those ones that made my cry, a lot of smiles insted, allow those ones that ever criticised me to receive compliments insted and about those ones that loved me, please God LOVE them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Cris"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine vrea sa continue este liber sa o faca. Lasati-mi un link daca ati facut-o. (faza cu scrisoarea ca sa ne intelegm) Daca inca nu v-am convins, o sa las trailerul sa vorbeasca mai mult. Eu raman la scris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DBDK2LGn4p0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DBDK2LGn4p0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Chiar daca filmul are o tenta oarecum religioasa, nu am nici o treaba cu religia lor, sunt ortodoxa si asa voi ramane. Totusi, parerea mea este ca exista un Dumnezeu acolo sus la care ne rugam fiecare indiferent de rasa, culoare, limba si chiar religie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Imi cer scuze daca pe alocuri am fost incoerenta. Ora tarzie explica totul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4189054228990216828?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4189054228990216828/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/letters-to-god.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4189054228990216828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4189054228990216828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/letters-to-god.html' title='Letters to God'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKkv5Vlr7pI/AAAAAAAAA0I/8rcvmUp7Cds/s72-c/Letters-to-God.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-3852991797233512585</id><published>2010-10-01T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T02:28:59.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up! :)</title><content type='html'>Aceasta este trezirea mult asteptata de cei pe care in luna septembrie ii loveste nostalgia si asculta IAR melodia celor de la Greenday si anume "Wake me up when september ends". Hihihi :D&lt;br /&gt;Mie trezirea mi-a fost data ieri si nu o sa ghiciti de ce. Si deja ma astept la multe comentarii nu foarte prietenoase dar iata unde se ascunde copilul din mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKWobgVQdcI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5tRYuzLeTaI/s1600/3328_big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKWobgVQdcI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5tRYuzLeTaI/s1600/3328_big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="lead"&gt;&lt;span style="border: medium none; color: #5b5b5b; cursor: auto; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Dacă &lt;span style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(192, 209, 254); border-style: none none solid; border-width: medium medium 1px; color: rgb(4, 148, 225) ! important; cursor: pointer; display: inline ! important;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; început erau în vogă doar la ţară, acum cizmele &lt;span style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(192, 209, 254); border-style: none none solid; border-width: medium medium 1px; color: rgb(4, 148, 225) ! important; cursor: pointer; display: inline ! important; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static;"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; cauciuc sunt la mare căutare în lumea bună, iar vedetele se înnebunesc după ele! Fii şi &lt;span style="border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(192, 209, 254); border-style: none none solid; border-width: medium medium 1px; color: rgb(4, 148, 225) ! important; cursor: pointer; display: inline ! important;"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; în pas cu moda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="lead"&gt;&lt;span style="border: medium none; color: #5b5b5b; cursor: auto; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Cizmele de cauciuc imprimate cu modele haioase, copilăreşti, sunt încălţările perfecte pentru zilele de tomnă. Sunt foarte comode, utile şi foarte interesante. Le poţi purta cu blugi skinny sau cu colanţi groşi, maţi, în culori electrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dacă te prinde ploaia pe stradă, poţi să fii liniştită! Cu o pereche de cizme de cauciuc, o pelerină haioasă şi o umbrelă veselă te vei feri de stropii reci şi vei atrage toate privirile! "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="lead"&gt;&lt;span style="border: medium none; color: #5b5b5b; cursor: auto; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="lead"&gt;&lt;span style="border: medium none; color: #5b5b5b; cursor: auto; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Si DA! De ieri sunt mandra posesoare a una pereche cizmulite de cauciuc colorate si nu le-as da pe nici o alta pereche de papuci! (Cel putin momentan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="lead"&gt;&lt;span style="border: medium none; color: #5b5b5b; cursor: auto; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="lead"&gt;&lt;span style="border: medium none; color: #5b5b5b; cursor: auto; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Sursa: &lt;a href="http://www.acasatv.ro/noutati-lifestyle/moda/fii-funky-in-anotimpul-ploios-poarta-cizme-colorate-de-cauciuc.html"&gt;http://www.acasatv.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="lead"&gt;&lt;span style="border: medium none; color: #5b5b5b; cursor: auto; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;PS: Daca vin inundatiile macar voi fi pe trend. Pana atunci astept ploaia! (doar stiti cat o uram) :))&amp;nbsp; &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/5982668689120208113-3852991797233512585?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/3852991797233512585/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/wake-up.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3852991797233512585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3852991797233512585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/10/wake-up.html' title='Wake up! :)'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TKWobgVQdcI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5tRYuzLeTaI/s72-c/3328_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2932207367905615578</id><published>2010-09-24T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T18:07:24.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu mie n-ai ce sa-mi dai.. De unde inima? Ca n-ai!</title><content type='html'>"Tu mie n-ai ce sa-mi dai.. De unde inima? Ca n-ai!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;E doar unul din statusurile care mi-au captat atentia si cand mai potrivit decat azi? Ati ghicit. E una din zilele cu titlul "Really bad day". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si sa stii ca te asteptam de mult. Da! da! Cu tine vorbesc! Stiu ca nu ai fost tocmai extraordinara azi si poate ai intrat in top 100 "cele mai triste zile din viata mea" dar ai si tu rolul tau acolo. A fost prea frumos cu CFR-ul, nu?&amp;nbsp; Si ia ghici?&amp;nbsp; Nu dau doi bani pe tine. Au fost zile mult mai rele si am trecut cu bine de ele. Nu ma sperii deloc! Si pentru ca nu meriti nimic, poate doar a fi mentionata ca sa nu cadem in monotonia cu "happy days", o sa inchei aici cu cuvintele adresate tie.&lt;br /&gt;Si da, poate o iau razna si incep sa vorbesc cu "ziua de ieri" dar imi este mult mai usor asa decat sa mentionez toate personajele care sau facut din ea o zi nasoala rau de tot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJ1KF2gJOuI/AAAAAAAAAz4/QhJtJTmQs6I/s1600/fish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJ1KF2gJOuI/AAAAAAAAAz4/QhJtJTmQs6I/s320/fish.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si iata si ce ar putea schimba o zi ca si asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJ1LNwoMUDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/3mJWYsAxQLc/s1600/4197118028_10e2e499ce.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJ1LNwoMUDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/3mJWYsAxQLc/s320/4197118028_10e2e499ce.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-2932207367905615578?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2932207367905615578/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/tu-mie-n-ai-ce-sa-mi-dai-de-unde-inima.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2932207367905615578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2932207367905615578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/tu-mie-n-ai-ce-sa-mi-dai-de-unde-inima.html' title='Tu mie n-ai ce sa-mi dai.. De unde inima? Ca n-ai!'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJ1KF2gJOuI/AAAAAAAAAz4/QhJtJTmQs6I/s72-c/fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-116789560542799004</id><published>2010-09-23T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T12:35:12.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arad :X</title><content type='html'>Niciodata nu am mai vazut pana acum o prezentare a orasului desi aici am crescut si il cunosc ca si pe palmuta mea. Recunosc, nu l-am apreciat la adevarata valoare pana in ultimii ani.(cred ca "mi-o venit mintea la cap") Imi place coloana sonora, imi place calitatea video`ului realizat, imi place Aradul si stiu ca tot timpul il voi numi "acasa" oriunde as fi. Va las si pe voi sa-l vizionati si va astept cu eventuale pareri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/noQkR5GnSJk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/noQkR5GnSJk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sper ca v-a lasat o impresie placuta! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-116789560542799004?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/116789560542799004/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/arad-x.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/116789560542799004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/116789560542799004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/arad-x.html' title='Arad :X'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-7783333255577188118</id><published>2010-09-22T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T18:23:05.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incep cu F, si chiar au tangenta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Despre ce e vorba? Fotbal si Femei. Nu sunt indignata. Pur si simplu vreau sa le arat barbatilor ca se poate, ca cunosc si eu baieti/barbati ca nu au habar de fotbal si ca exista si microbiste doar ca nu stiu ei cum sa le transforme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Raspuns catre "Lista cu cele mai frecvente 30 de intrebari haioase pe care o femeie ti le poate pune in timpul meciurilor!" de pe blogul &lt;a href="http://micul-filozof.blogspot.com/2010/09/incep-cu-f-dar-n-au-nici-o-tangenta.html"&gt;http://micul-filozof.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cat dureaza meciul asta?&lt;br /&gt;2. Ce se intampla daca nu marcheaza nimeni?&lt;br /&gt;3. Joaca Beckham?/ De ce nu joaca Beckham?&lt;br /&gt;4. De ce te enervezi asa? E DOAR un meci!&lt;br /&gt;5. Daca Ronaldo joaca la Real si joaca si pentru nationala Portugaliei ce se intampla cand Real joaca cu Portugalia?&lt;br /&gt;6.Astia cu cine joaca?&lt;br /&gt;7.Pot sa schimb pe alt post?&lt;br /&gt;8.Auzi, Cristiano Ronaldo e casatorit?&lt;br /&gt;9.Tie care tricou iti place mai mult?&lt;br /&gt;10.Aia care n-au mingea de ce fug?&lt;br /&gt;11.Te intereseaza si prelungirile?&lt;br /&gt;12.Cate reprize sunt in total?&lt;br /&gt;13.Aia de ce joaca asa de dur?&lt;br /&gt;14.Daca in spatele portii este plasa de ce nu se pune si in jurul terenului?&lt;br /&gt;15.Cat de inalt se poate lovi cu mingea?&lt;br /&gt;16.Vrei sa vorbesti cu mama la telefon?&lt;br /&gt;17.A mai ramas mult pana la final?&lt;br /&gt;18.Ce crezi, cand vom avea timp sa mergem si noi la cinematograf?&lt;br /&gt;19.Ma mai iubesti?..&lt;br /&gt;20.Te duci sa-mi cumperi si mie ceva dulce?&lt;br /&gt;21.De ce au luat bataie?&lt;br /&gt;22. Astia joaca si daca ploua?&lt;br /&gt;23.Daca dau astia gol ce se intampla?&lt;br /&gt;24.Cand se termina meciul?&lt;br /&gt;25. Nu poti sa afli maine cum s-a terminat.&lt;br /&gt;26.Vrei sa vezi meciu’?&lt;br /&gt;27.Cu cine tii?&lt;br /&gt;28. De ce se schimba portile la pauza?&lt;br /&gt;29. Da' astia de ce nu se epileaza?&lt;br /&gt;30. De ce te uiti la Real - Barcelona daca tu tii cu Steaua?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si suna cam asa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cum ai spus si tu, 90 de minute plus prelungiri.&lt;br /&gt;2. In mod normal se termina la egalitate. Dar depinde de unde se joaca meciul. De exemplu, saisprezecimile din cupa Romaniei (ca tot s-au incheiat), aici se va recurge la inca 30 de minute de prelungiri iar apoi la penalty-uri pentru incheierea partidei, neexistant un retur ca de ex. in Champions League. &lt;br /&gt;3. Cui ii pasa daca joaca Beckham? Mai interesante sunt tinutele Victoriei. &lt;br /&gt;4. E doar un meci cand nu tii cu nici o echipa. E un meci important cand joaca echipa favorita. &lt;br /&gt;5. Fiind convocat la nationala Portugaliei, in mod normal va juca si acolo in momentrul partidei, ramanand sa revina la clubul la care este legitimat pentru meciurile de fotbal pe care le are Real Madrid. &lt;br /&gt;6. Scrie acolo sus in colt langa scor sau daca nu te ajuta, cauta numele unui jucator pe google. :P &lt;br /&gt;7. Cum sa schimbi in mijlocul meciului?!? Telenovelele se vad in reluare, meciul nu. (poate doar reactiile de dupa meci... cred ca la alea se poate renunta :)&lt;br /&gt;8. Cui ii pasa de Cristiano Ronaldo cand e aici Nuno Claro? Care bineinteles ca e casatorit si are si un bebelus de un anisor. :x&lt;br /&gt;9. Tricou? Poate echipament/ghete... :D&lt;br /&gt;10. Ca sa construiasca jocul, sa creeze ocazii, pase pt un posibil gol, etc. &lt;br /&gt;11. Glumesti? Ala e punctul culminant si totodata deznodamantul! Fara ele ce rost ar mai avea meciul! Asta in cazul in care nu este o diferenta prea mare pe tabela.&lt;br /&gt;12. 2 de 45 de minute + prelungirile hotarate de arbitru in functie si de cate ori s-a oprit meciul etc; 2 de cate 15 minute in prelungiri &lt;br /&gt;13. Din cauza tensiunilor create de fie la club, fie de tabela de marcaj, din cauza faptului ca vor mingea cu orice pret, pentru ca fac colectie de cartonase galbene si poate isi doresc si unul rosu... Fiecare cu motivele lui. :))&lt;br /&gt;14. Pentru ca mingea introdusa in plasa inseamna GOL si pentru ca mingea in afara terenului inseamna aruncare de la margine/corner/out de poarta&lt;br /&gt;15. Cat il tine capul/piciorul pe fotbalistul respectiv :)) :)) &lt;br /&gt;16. Nu, decat daca vrea sa comentam meciul.&lt;br /&gt;17. Calculeaza si tu... 90 - cat scrie acolo sus &lt;br /&gt;18. Maine sau cand nu este vre-un meci important. &lt;br /&gt;19. Iti spun dupa meci. :)) &lt;br /&gt;20. Nu pentru ca am cumparat inainte de meci ca sa-l pot savura mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;21. Pentru ca au jucat slab, pentru ca au fost ceilalti mai buni, pentru ca nu au avut noroc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;22. Dap. Uneori si pe zapada... Asta le e meseria. &lt;br /&gt;23. Se modifica scorul pe tabela. &lt;br /&gt;24. Cand hotaraste arbirtul. &lt;br /&gt;25. Nu pentru ca ma intereseaza si meciul, nu doar scorul.&lt;br /&gt;26. Sigur ca DA! &lt;br /&gt;27. Cu CFR &amp;amp; Dinamo, exclus meciurile dintre cele doua ca e naspa conjunctura:))&lt;br /&gt;28. Ca sa nu se plictiseasca hahaha :))&lt;br /&gt;29. Cum ti-ai dat seama de asta? Ai urmarit mingea cu atentie? :)) &lt;br /&gt;30. Pentru ca sunt microbista si imi place fotbalul! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iata si o dovada :)) =)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJqlTKCkrmI/AAAAAAAAAzw/-yn41StXLxI/s1600/mame-microbiste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJqlTKCkrmI/AAAAAAAAAzw/-yn41StXLxI/s320/mame-microbiste.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-7783333255577188118?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/7783333255577188118/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/incep-cu-f-si-chiar-au-tangenta.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7783333255577188118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7783333255577188118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/incep-cu-f-si-chiar-au-tangenta.html' title='Incep cu F, si chiar au tangenta.'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJqlTKCkrmI/AAAAAAAAAzw/-yn41StXLxI/s72-c/mame-microbiste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2941235966881804948</id><published>2010-09-22T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T18:08:48.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acu Arad - Cfr Cluj: 0-1</title><content type='html'>Cam asa s-a finalizat meciul dintre formatia aradeana si cei de la Cfr Cluj. Cu un gol marcat in minutul 116 de catre Cristi Bud, Cfr Cluj s-a calificat in optimile Cuperi Romaniei Timisoreana. Si daca tot m-am congelat la meci (maximul a fost in prelungiri) si prin miracol n-am ajuns inghetzata pe bat, acum pot spune cu toata inimioara ca a meritat. O sa las urmatoarele fotografii sa va explice despre ce vorbesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pozele cu jucatorii partea a 2-a...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpd21QRbgI/AAAAAAAAAzI/-t7CHEjbz7g/s1600/SAM_6616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpd21QRbgI/AAAAAAAAAzI/-t7CHEjbz7g/s320/SAM_6616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hugo Alcantara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpkEs1s0yI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/tyhg9xseAK4/s1600/SAM_6617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpkEs1s0yI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/tyhg9xseAK4/s320/SAM_6617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cristi Bud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpyhAQ7oSI/AAAAAAAAAzY/osLszOc-t1w/s1600/SAM_6619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpyhAQ7oSI/AAAAAAAAAzY/osLszOc-t1w/s320/SAM_6619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tony da Silva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpzpUFg1hI/AAAAAAAAAzg/YCO5qoUtZ7E/s1600/SAM_6620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpzpUFg1hI/AAAAAAAAAzg/YCO5qoUtZ7E/s320/SAM_6620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ioan Hora (aradeanul nostru)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpz6nxU8cI/AAAAAAAAAzo/-Yr1pdzot7A/s1600/SAM_6621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpz6nxU8cI/AAAAAAAAAzo/-Yr1pdzot7A/s320/SAM_6621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;si Kivuvu :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ps: Chiar daca nu a fost acolo, preferatul meu va ramane cu siguranta Nuno Claro :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Votati pls cu 10 stelute pe urmatorul link &lt;a href="http://www.liga1.ro/html/pagina_personala_jucator/Nuno_Claro-182.html"&gt;http://www.liga1.ro/html/pagina_personala_jucator/Nuno_Claro-182.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Multumesc frumos! :*&lt;br /&gt;PPS: V-am pomenit pe undeva ca am luat 10 la examenul de marire? :X :X Uite de unde vine fericirea mea!&amp;nbsp; &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/5982668689120208113-2941235966881804948?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2941235966881804948/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/acu-arad-cfr-cluj-0-1.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2941235966881804948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2941235966881804948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/acu-arad-cfr-cluj-0-1.html' title='Acu Arad - Cfr Cluj: 0-1'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJpd21QRbgI/AAAAAAAAAzI/-t7CHEjbz7g/s72-c/SAM_6616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-7866279392291960636</id><published>2010-09-20T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:04:18.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fericirea se citeste in ochii mei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJgrfArT7yI/AAAAAAAAAzA/d6qiMXOsj8I/s1600/fun,fair,ferris,wheel,happiness,happy-c5bc8b0d74754059b2f1f131a558507c_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJgrfArT7yI/AAAAAAAAAzA/d6qiMXOsj8I/s320/fun,fair,ferris,wheel,happiness,happy-c5bc8b0d74754059b2f1f131a558507c_h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate parea un cliseu dar sunt doar momente din viata mea. Recunosc ca ieri pe la ora asta plangeam. Si azi... nu ma satur sa-i multumesc lui Dumnezeu pentru ultimele zile. Incepea cu examenul. Nu a fost usor dar nu ma astept ca nimic in viata asta sa fie usor, dar am stiut. Si chiar daca eram singura bezmetica din sala careia ii ardea de mariri de note si am ramas cel putin 30 de minute in sala doar cu profesorii, stiu ca mi-am indeplinit un obiectiv. Ambitia este foarte mare atunci cand mi se pune pata pe ceva. Poate e si zodia vinovata. Desi nu cred in chestiile astea, stiu ca toate exista, se intampla, exista cu un motiv intemeiat. Pana si gandacul de colorado exista acolo ca sa pape cartofii dar daca nu ar fi el si ceilalti daunatori, unde ar mai fi farmecul plantarii si recoltarii lor? Dupa cum am spus si mai sus, nimic nu este usor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns intr-un punct al vietii in care m-am trezit la ora 4 dimineata si nu am putut sa adorm din nou fara a scrie. Si de ce sa nu fac asta cand am ocazia in fata mea? Nu poti&amp;nbsp; sa nu raman "stupefiata" vazand cat de extraordinara este viata asta. Si azi am avut parte iar de experiente noi. Majoritatea ati fost la un film vizionat in 3D, banuiesc. Ei bine, pentru mine azi a fost inceputul. Si daca ma vedeati la iesire, daca-mi vedeati "zambetul ala cretin" care nu mi se stergea de pe fata orice faceam, spuneati ca sunt "preafericita". Poate suna a cliseu dar nu este deloc asa. Fericirea vine de undeva din interior. Am inceput sa pretuiesc foarte mult interiorul oamenilor. Ambalajul uneori strica. Si e foarte nasol cand vezi ca exteriorul te lasa cu gura cascata iar interiorul este asemenea unui mar superb stricat pe dinauntru. Nu-mi plac oamenii care judeca fara a cunoaste si nici cei care vorbesc mai mult decat ii duce capul. Si stiti, nu-i asa, ca unii vorbesc si cu o alta anumite parte a corpului? Pai daca nu e sus, coboara mai jos dramatic si mintiuta. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenind la partea cu cinemaul, nu voi incepe sa ridic in slavi Cinema city din Arad. Voi spune doar ca e uimitor, frumos si merita vizitat. Si cum sa nu apreciezi frate munca atator oameni? Doar gandindu-te cat au muncit "fraierii aia" ca tu sa stai acolo pe un scaun, ca scaunul ala sa aibe un suport pentru suc (Altii ar necesita unul pentru mancare. hahahaha :D Asta ca sa fiu si carcotasa.), ca tu sa vezi acel film in 3D sau ca tu sa ai de unde alege dintre cele 10 sali in care se desfasoara cele mai noi filme. Recomand Step up 3D momentan. Vine unul tare din urma pe 5 octombrie, dar am uitat numele (Oups!) si cu siguranta, "Eat, Pray, Love" pe care il astept cu sufletul la gura fiind si cartea mea preferata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cum stim ca orice bucurie dureaza putin, in cazul meu vreo ora si jumatate, trecem la umatorul episod din telenovela roz care coincide cu ajungerea la Hotelul Astoria. (*****) Ce am vazut? priviti si voi...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJghl62mNaI/AAAAAAAAAyg/eIj1fJgwhwY/s1600/SAM_6540-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJghl62mNaI/AAAAAAAAAyg/eIj1fJgwhwY/s320/SAM_6540-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si DA, poate parea exagerat dar pur si simplu mi-a revenit zambetul tampit pe fata si imi straluceau ochii mai ceva ca cristalele svarowski. Si daca pe unii ii impresioneaza un cantaret, actor, pe mine m-a shocat un autocar. =)) Nu radeti! E autocarul cuiva drag. Poate majoritatea fetelor ar fi fericite daca nu ar mai exista fotbalul. Eu in schimb cred ca as fi foarte nefericita. Nu ati vrea sa stiti ce suparata eram ieri cand au pierdut echipele favorite. Pe cat de neobijnuit pare, pe atat de frumos este. Si daca ma vedea cineva azi patruland pe langa hotel, clar spunea ca nu sunt cu toate prunele in traista. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJgof92d4KI/AAAAAAAAAyo/eLtfFMqYRDI/s1600/SAM_6542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJgof92d4KI/AAAAAAAAAyo/eLtfFMqYRDI/s320/SAM_6542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ghiciti cu cine am poze? Nu. Din pacate nu e Nuno Claro pentru ca nu a venit. :( Dar e Sorin Cartu (antrenorul) si Ionut Rada (cel adus de Sorinacio si macatorul impotriva lui Fc Basel in Liga Campionilor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJgqcUAT-rI/AAAAAAAAAyw/lOaX2-LKDOI/s1600/SAM_6546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJgqcUAT-rI/AAAAAAAAAyw/lOaX2-LKDOI/s320/SAM_6546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJgqs-ZTO9I/AAAAAAAAAy4/JU5oTRoVM6c/s1600/SAM_6547.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJgqs-ZTO9I/AAAAAAAAAy4/JU5oTRoVM6c/s320/SAM_6547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nu va lasati indusi in eroare de inaltimea lui Rada. Desi sunt piticot am 1,67 :-)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt microbista dar asta nu ma face mai putin fata. Nu inseamna ca nu citesc din scoarta-n scoarta orice e-mail primit de la Divahair sau de la Garbo referitor la accesorii care se poarta in sezonul urmator, moda, cure de slabire, diferite retete (pentru ca eu chiar gatesc, rar, dar gatesc) pentru ca imi place sa incerc tot timpul cate ceva nou, ca nu fac 1001 poze la fiecare ocazie si de aceea v-am prezentat cateva mai sus. Ce nu fac eu pentru o fotografie... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am mai invatat azi (asta pentru ca ador sa invat tot timpul cate ceva nou) sa primesc complimente. Si daca cineva iti spune "Esti frumoasa." de ce sa-l/s-o contrazici? Complimentul cel mai frumos nu era legat de aspectul fizic de data asta. Poate nici nu prea le cred pe alea. Din fericire am destule oglinzi acasa si un cantar care ma urmareste. E legat de echipa Cfr. Mi s-a spus ca sunt foarte norocosi ca au asa fana. Si tocmai de aceea, am hotarat sa schimb ceva. Din moment ce tot ii venerez atat pe fotbalisti, e clar ca ei au tras mult sa ajunga acolo. Si m-am hotarat sa ma apuc de sport. Nu promit ca veti vedea o bezmetica la 7 dimineata alergand pe mal dar cu siguranta vor urma unele schimbari majore in viata mea. Stiu ca pot. Si voi stiti ca pot, asa-i? Mi-ar prinde bine niste incurajari. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi, ca practic e 5 dimineata, vor urma doua momente cruciale in viata mea. (nota la conta &amp;amp; meciul pe stadion) Si recunosc ca nu puteam sa adorm la loc fara sa deschid laptopul, care e ca un fel de inimioara mea in care ii tin pe toti, si sa incep sa scriu. Poate candva mi se va indeplini si visul acesta. Cum care? Acela de a intra la Diverta si de a-mi vedea cartea pe raft. Si credeti-ma ca unele carti sunt unimitoare. Si stiu ca am si eu acea parte unimitoare undeva, dar inca nu a venit momentul sa iasa la iveala. Step by step... Stiti ce spunea filmul azi? "Am invatat ca nu conteaza destinatia, ci calatoria."Si ce daca nu ma sustine nimeni? Eu pe ce post sunt? De umeras, nu-i asa? Asa ca sunt convinsa ca intr-o zi cu soare, in viata asta, cand voi gandi putin mai mult decat acum, cand voi visa putin mai mult decat acum si cand voi rade putin mai mult decat acum, o voi scrie. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merg "la nani" ca urmeaza o zi lunga si frumoasa sper eu. Sper ca aceasta postare pe blog imi va folosi in unele momente mai putin fericite. Pe voi ce va face fericiti? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Stiti ca vin unele momente in viata in care ajungem sa spunem: "Perfect!"? Eu trec prin multe momentan. Sunt fericita. Altfel, ce nebuna ar mai da muzica asa tare si ar canta peste ea "Singing this is the life" la 6 dimineata? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-7866279392291960636?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/7866279392291960636/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/fericirea-se-citeste-in-ochii-mei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7866279392291960636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7866279392291960636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/fericirea-se-citeste-in-ochii-mei.html' title='Fericirea se citeste in ochii mei'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJgrfArT7yI/AAAAAAAAAzA/d6qiMXOsj8I/s72-c/fun,fair,ferris,wheel,happiness,happy-c5bc8b0d74754059b2f1f131a558507c_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-3999657379625766532</id><published>2010-09-19T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T13:04:07.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suparici :(</title><content type='html'>Well... am evoluat de la lacrimi la nervi dar mizez pe faptul ca orice pahar are si o parte plina. Il astept marti. Sincer, chiar daca sperantele mele s-au diminuat considerabil, eu inca sper. Si cine sunt ei ca sa-mi ucida sperantele? Criminalii!&lt;br /&gt;Si ca sa rasucesc putin cutitul in rana, o sa mentionez si infrangerea lui Cfr. (Cfr Cluj - FMC targu Mures 1-2) Si am invatat (chiar daca am mai fost avertizata) sa si pierd. Ce-i drept nu e atat de frumos, dar astia zic ca dupa ploaie vine si soare. Sa-i credem? Sigur ca da. Am simtit-o pe propria piele. Si pot sa spun cu mana pe mouse ca e foarte adevarata logica lu` astia.&lt;br /&gt;Bomba serii... am revenit dupa inca un meci ingrozitor. Dinamo - Fc Vaslui 1-2. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unde esti soare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJZqXmtQ7uI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/8w9FEv2P6CI/s1600/nuno-claro60.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJZqXmtQ7uI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/8w9FEv2P6CI/s320/nuno-claro60.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Au mai ramas 6 zile pana la Ziua de curatenie nationala. Pe25 septembrie nu mai invat si nici macar nu mai pierd vremea pe net. Pe 25 septembrie particip la Let's do it Romania! Let's do it Arad! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJZsrM7QfuI/AAAAAAAAAyY/fg3nz78by0s/s1600/zz2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJZsrM7QfuI/AAAAAAAAAyY/fg3nz78by0s/s320/zz2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-3999657379625766532?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/3999657379625766532/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/suparici.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3999657379625766532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3999657379625766532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/suparici.html' title='Suparici :('/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJZqXmtQ7uI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/8w9FEv2P6CI/s72-c/nuno-claro60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-6651956683940543578</id><published>2010-09-18T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T04:28:02.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mor de dor si ma doare de mor dupa o masca de fier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJU1fXPoYGI/AAAAAAAAAxg/itWHcYo-OrI/s1600/SAM_6168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJU1fXPoYGI/AAAAAAAAAxg/itWHcYo-OrI/s320/SAM_6168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*eu &amp;amp;Piglet*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Azi ai sunat. Si tot azi a fost prima data cand nu ti-am recunoscut vocea. Se pare ca timpul chiar sterge multe. E incredibil cat de repede "a trecut". Totusi, m-am intristat considerabil. Si cum sa nu mi se umeazeasca ochii daca atunci ai fost totul? Totusi te-a tradat cuvantul "vazui". "Te-a facuuuut mama oltean" :))&amp;nbsp; Si iti promit ca vei citi asta candva, mai exact atunci cand si eu voi disparea de la tine din mintiutza. Pana atunci ma lupt eu cu mine si cu cate-o lacrima scapata. Jur ca e scapata! Pentru ca uneori mi-e imposibil sa ma tin de promisiuni cand este vorba de ceva care intrece puterile mele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce saaaaa-i faci frate?!? Nici sa sufar n-am voie ca hop tzop sare cate-un prieten. Stiu foarte bine ca nu-mi vreti raul, dar uneori e mai bine sa ma exteriorizez asa. "Nu fac rau la nimeni." (Am folosit ghinimelele pentru ca l-am citat pe el)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si stii... se apropie ora 12. Si odata cu ea, ziua ta. Si mi-e a dracu` de greu sa te mai sun. Ce rost isi au niste amarate de felicitari cand... ? Bine! bine! O sa tac macar maine. Ca sa inchei cu capitolul asta o sa-ti urez tot binele de pe lume (dar acolo, nu aici), putini prieteni dar adevarati si cat mai multe vise implinite. Ruleaza si viseaza! La multi ani! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot astazi, de fapt ieri, 18.09.2010, am avut si mirificul examen de marire. Si a fost bineee! Marti aflu nota dar m-am descurcat bine dupa spusele profului. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si daca ziua nu a decurs nici macar o bucatica cum m-as fi asteptat, se pare ca norocul s-a intors acasa dupa ora 12. Am gasit melodia cu cel mai magnific intro! Incepe undeva pe la secunda 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hfj6MUryfpY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hfj6MUryfpY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When God wanted to hear music He first thought﻿ about divinity ..so He created the piano..when He got bored..God wanted to step it up and thought about the earth..so He created the﻿ guitar..after that He felt the need for movement and thought about clubbing and so..God created Partydul Kiss fm!" Inca un eveniment pe care il astept su sufletul la gura de prin mai. 30 octombrie 2010 - Partydul Kiss fm @ Bazzara :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Nu v-am spus ca vine cei de la CFR in Arad, nu-i asa? Imi aduc aminte ca aflasem intr-o noapte pe la 4 cand terminasem cu ce mi-am propus sa invat pe ziua respectiva si cand am vazut, dupa lungi verificari, mi-a fost confirmata treaba de site-ul lor. Ghiciti ce? Am inceput sa plang de bucurie! N-am mai adormit pana la ora 7. :)) Va mai aminti despre cine e vorba? Iata-l! Cum sa nu-l iubesti?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJU6q80_fRI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ieLbKry-Q9Q/s1600/CLARO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJU6q80_fRI/AAAAAAAAAxo/ieLbKry-Q9Q/s320/CLARO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-6651956683940543578?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/6651956683940543578/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/mor-de-dor-si-ma-doare-de-mor-dupa-o.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6651956683940543578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6651956683940543578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/mor-de-dor-si-ma-doare-de-mor-dupa-o.html' title='Mor de dor si ma doare de mor dupa o masca de fier'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TJU1fXPoYGI/AAAAAAAAAxg/itWHcYo-OrI/s72-c/SAM_6168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2995585441862724830</id><published>2010-09-13T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T12:35:11.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un 13 mai putin dezastruos</title><content type='html'>Un nou inceput, un nou an scolar, un soare mai calduros, un centru al orasului plin de elevi care de care mai "chititi" si niste fete mai zambitoare (cel putin eram eu si pentru ei)... Cam cu astea m-am confruntat azi in drumul meu pana la facultate pentru a depune cererea pentru marire la Contabilitate. &lt;br /&gt;Poate eram eu mai binedispusa, poate nu am mai tinut cont de mult temutul 13 (de obicei atunci am ghinion cu carul) sau poate soarele o avut grija sa-mi lumineze azi drumul si nu doar atat, ci sa il si incalzeasca. A fost si primul inceput de an scolar cu soare, un soare mai diferit. Cred ca singurul an in care am avut noroc de el a fost in clasa a 11-a dar nu ca si azi.&amp;nbsp; Azi, in schimb, a fost si cald. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TI56Dd5uI4I/AAAAAAAAAxY/eYm-tsCj6mE/s1600/bia,+roxy+%26+crys.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TI56Dd5uI4I/AAAAAAAAAxY/eYm-tsCj6mE/s320/bia,+roxy+%26+crys.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prima poza din clasa a 11-a (Bia, Roxy &amp;amp; eu)&lt;br /&gt;Poza aparuta in Cool Girl, de a carei aparitie ma fac si responsabila. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evideeeent ca ziua nu putea trece fara mici incidente ca deh.. e 13! :D Dar nu mai conteaza absolut deloc. Eu sunt fericita si asta e tot ce conteaza. S-a dat startul la saptamana de foc, cum spuneam si pe facebook. Urmeaza o saptamana plina de energizante si contabilitate. Deci, stiti unde ma gasiti pana pe 18. Voi fi aici la birou sau ca sa evit tentatiile internetului voi adopta orice coltisor al patului cu cartea, seminariile, cursurile si grilele in brate la care se adauga un pix in stanga, un creion in dreapta, radiera pe undeva pe sub mine (asta ca sa ma faca sa o caut cateva minute bune si sa ma agit mai tare ca si energizantul :)) sau tot felul de foi insirate pe covorul roz cu balerina (poate invata si ea putina conta). Iar daca ma vei vedea pe strada sa stii ca nu am mai rezistat, ca am cedat psihic (din cauza monografiei contabile/ prea multa toceala) sau ca am avut ceva urgent de rezolvat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acestea fiind spuse, a inceput lupta contra cornometru. Capitolul 6... Balanta... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Multa bafta elevilor in noul an scolar si desigur voua, adica Ralu 1, Ralu 2 si cred ca exista si Ralu 3 mai nou si tuturor celor care ma citesc! :)&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Pentru mine si pentru voi... (Cineva mi-a spus ca eu trebuie sa fiu tot timpul pe primul loc. Asa se explica ordinea. Si se pare ca e mult mai bine.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RHIIATt0BaM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RHIIATt0BaM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FOREVER young!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-2995585441862724830?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2995585441862724830/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/un-13-mai-putin-dezastruos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2995585441862724830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2995585441862724830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/un-13-mai-putin-dezastruos.html' title='Un 13 mai putin dezastruos'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TI56Dd5uI4I/AAAAAAAAAxY/eYm-tsCj6mE/s72-c/bia,+roxy+%26+crys.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-124486426100338466</id><published>2010-09-10T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T06:23:37.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Septembrie</title><content type='html'>De cand ma stiu urasc luna septembrie. Poate pentru ca iubeam prea mult vara sau poate pentru ca ma ingrozea inceputul unui nou an scolar. Nu stiu de ce dar de la inceputul lunii septembrie ma lovea o stare d`aia curunta de deprimare care atingea apogeul pe undeva prin 15 septembrie. Apoi incet incet se sfarsea. Erau fete pe care nu le vazusem o vara intreaga, era o ploaie de pupici si imbratisari la care se adauga evident ploaia de afara. Cam tot timpul ploua in 15... Adoram cumparaturile pentru mirificul inceput, de la caiete, invelitori si etchete (astea cand eram mai micuta), acuarele, blocuri de desen, radiere, creioane colorate pana la hainutze si tot felul de ghiozdane care pe masura ce cresteam au devenit genti si ele mai mici insotite de mape sau mai mari ca sa incapa toata artileria. Doar eram la Colegiul National Moise Nicoara, nu? Trebuia sa fiu pregatita. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am vazut azi pe youtube un filmulet care mi-a schimbat oarecum parerea despre aceasta luna si ma face sa nu-mi mai doresc atat de mult sa ascult de cei de la Green Day si a lor "Wake me up when september ends". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C9n4cTJ1HNM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C9n4cTJ1HNM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragmente cu plaja de la Schitu (intre Costinesti si Olimp)&lt;br /&gt;Septembrie - 1978, regia: Timotei Ursu, distributie: Anda Onesa, Geo Costiniu, Stefan Banica, Stefan Mihailescu-Braila, Jean Constantin, Horatiu Malaele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va place?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-124486426100338466?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/124486426100338466/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/septembrie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/124486426100338466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/124486426100338466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/septembrie.html' title='Septembrie'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-1446268034665789278</id><published>2010-09-09T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T16:02:27.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O ador!</title><content type='html'>Ehh... despre melodie era vorba. Ce credeati? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SEXyrvrly8w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SEXyrvrly8w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-1446268034665789278?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/1446268034665789278/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-ador.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1446268034665789278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/1446268034665789278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-ador.html' title='O ador!'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-6352398630933150435</id><published>2010-09-09T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:12:32.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fericirea promisa :)</title><content type='html'>Caaa tot am fost criticata... o sa va vorbesc si despre fericirea mea maxima. Am fost in ultima perioada la Cladova, in Ungaria si prin toate partile Aradului dar nu mi se parea foarte interesant sa ma laud dar acum am si dispozitia necesara sa o fac. Motivul? Am dormit foarte PROST :)) si mi-a fost si frigut. Adevaratul motiv? Miroase a iarna. Nu glumesc... iarna, nu toamna si soarele imi bate in gemulet si zambeste cu toti dintisorii. Nu ati uitat ce fericita ma face soarele, nu? Mai ales acum, ca au trecut atatea zile cu norisori.Din seria "Sunt fericita dar tin pentru mine" va prezint:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ziua lu Buni ~ 15 august 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj4KUwSKLI/AAAAAAAAAtY/m10X4TZknxU/s1600/SAM_4958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj4KUwSKLI/AAAAAAAAAtY/m10X4TZknxU/s320/SAM_4958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- @ Manastirea Hodos Bodrog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkAiEmM10I/AAAAAAAAAwI/XEtCUPkQrw4/s1600/SAM_5380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkAiEmM10I/AAAAAAAAAwI/XEtCUPkQrw4/s320/SAM_5380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cladova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj4ZenkyOI/AAAAAAAAAtg/FtRgJ1128hQ/s1600/SAM_4993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj4ZenkyOI/AAAAAAAAAtg/FtRgJ1128hQ/s320/SAM_4993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj4zSJMi6I/AAAAAAAAAto/fS-xLaQVUAs/s1600/SAM_5086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj4zSJMi6I/AAAAAAAAAto/fS-xLaQVUAs/s320/SAM_5086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- La Grani cu Biu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj5T-FlyFI/AAAAAAAAAtw/dABl0g-tsZM/s1600/SAM_4507.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj5T-FlyFI/AAAAAAAAAtw/dABl0g-tsZM/s320/SAM_4507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ziua Biutza ~ 19 august 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj6IIIuKDI/AAAAAAAAAt4/JUToF9IG998/s1600/DSC05357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj6IIIuKDI/AAAAAAAAAt4/JUToF9IG998/s320/DSC05357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj9VT8mDGI/AAAAAAAAAvA/9IYCSDo-ow4/s1600/DSC05364.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj9VT8mDGI/AAAAAAAAAvA/9IYCSDo-ow4/s320/DSC05364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pescuit @ Ghioroc ~ 02:00 :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj6u2k3B8I/AAAAAAAAAuA/2efGv6V_-I8/s1600/SAM_5314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj6u2k3B8I/AAAAAAAAAuA/2efGv6V_-I8/s320/SAM_5314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Zilele Aradului ~ 16-22 August 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj-HNhjd-I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/UH5YTEXIR1c/s1600/SAM_5351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj-HNhjd-I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/UH5YTEXIR1c/s320/SAM_5351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj-WILZx7I/AAAAAAAAAvY/DZ_9D_hnGBA/s1600/SAM_5360-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj-WILZx7I/AAAAAAAAAvY/DZ_9D_hnGBA/s320/SAM_5360-4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Balastiera + Muresh after "party" :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj7Co-PFNI/AAAAAAAAAuI/h7Pw0GsHFEk/s1600/SAM_5420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj7Co-PFNI/AAAAAAAAAuI/h7Pw0GsHFEk/s320/SAM_5420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj7M3YrEOI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/mpq-Y-0okTc/s1600/SAM_5443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj7M3YrEOI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/mpq-Y-0okTc/s320/SAM_5443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj7YGxvT_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/YnVN3VQH0yk/s1600/SAM_5449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj7YGxvT_I/AAAAAAAAAuY/YnVN3VQH0yk/s320/SAM_5449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj7gHvRCnI/AAAAAAAAAug/Yk68b2kl2Ms/s1600/SAM_5475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj7gHvRCnI/AAAAAAAAAug/Yk68b2kl2Ms/s320/SAM_5475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dady gift :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj7t3r9qEI/AAAAAAAAAuo/1xoVa_QaRIk/s1600/SAM_5487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj7t3r9qEI/AAAAAAAAAuo/1xoVa_QaRIk/s320/SAM_5487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj8X4JEPAI/AAAAAAAAAu4/VhCF15dXQAw/s1600/SAM_5536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Muresul :x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj8OHip12I/AAAAAAAAAuw/vxAWzILjSXE/s1600/SAM_5512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj8OHip12I/AAAAAAAAAuw/vxAWzILjSXE/s320/SAM_5512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj8X4JEPAI/AAAAAAAAAu4/VhCF15dXQAw/s1600/SAM_5536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj8X4JEPAI/AAAAAAAAAu4/VhCF15dXQAw/s320/SAM_5536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pestisorul argintiu :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;- Battonya (Ungaria) la pescuit :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj9v0KWFYI/AAAAAAAAAvI/cqGWgb0rTEk/s1600/SAM_5622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj9v0KWFYI/AAAAAAAAAvI/cqGWgb0rTEk/s320/SAM_5622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- La casa si cu Didi :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj-xNyHYZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/_o9gi69P-hQ/s1600/SAM_5816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj-xNyHYZI/AAAAAAAAAvg/_o9gi69P-hQ/s320/SAM_5816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj-84DB48I/AAAAAAAAAvo/t_hWQwsUBrg/s1600/SAM_5863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj-84DB48I/AAAAAAAAAvo/t_hWQwsUBrg/s320/SAM_5863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Din categoria "Eu chiar gatesc" :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj_Q019igI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Wf98smusCNk/s1600/SAM_5580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj_Q019igI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Wf98smusCNk/s320/SAM_5580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Undeva sus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj_tmcjAqI/AAAAAAAAAv4/uMkx18kg37k/s1600/SAM_5924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj_tmcjAqI/AAAAAAAAAv4/uMkx18kg37k/s320/SAM_5924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;acolo ma duce...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj_7Ye4D_I/AAAAAAAAAwA/cWKSAKAYvc0/s1600/SAM_5958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIj_7Ye4D_I/AAAAAAAAAwA/cWKSAKAYvc0/s320/SAM_5958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mirifica cupa de capsuni :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Iesire cu Roxy :) Luv! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkA2aPQpWI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/7JKFRkqev-Q/s1600/SAM_5668-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkA2aPQpWI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/7JKFRkqev-Q/s320/SAM_5668-2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meci Uta - Slatina scor final 5-2 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkBx9h1mEI/AAAAAAAAAww/rvXI4SwyFfg/s1600/SAM_5999.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkBx9h1mEI/AAAAAAAAAww/rvXI4SwyFfg/s320/SAM_5999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkBr66RFvI/AAAAAAAAAwo/wjrcgl6ih8s/s1600/SAM_5979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkBr66RFvI/AAAAAAAAAwo/wjrcgl6ih8s/s320/SAM_5979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gratarel la padure :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkCnpIrtGI/AAAAAAAAAxI/WP0GTTFXCJQ/s1600/SAM_6040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkCnpIrtGI/AAAAAAAAAxI/WP0GTTFXCJQ/s320/SAM_6040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkDHTzlgSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/qUUyKq-bvww/s1600/SAM_6060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TIkDHTzlgSI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/qUUyKq-bvww/s320/SAM_6060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam asa se defineste luna august si fericirea mea la care se adauga partyul de la casutza lu` Dia si de ziua lu` Roxy prezentate undeva in postarile anterioare. Frumos, superb, fara cuvinte... cred ca totusi le-am meritat. Multumesc tuturor carora au contribuit la umplerea cupei fericirii. Multumesc si celor care au avut grija sa nu dea pe afara. Multumesc si celor care m-au invidiat, care m-au alduit si celor care m-au barfit. Multumesc voua! Sunt fericita! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Un MULTUMESC cat casa lui&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://micha-ella.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-award.html" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Michellinne&lt;/a&gt; pentru blog awardul acordat. Vine unul catre tine in curand!&amp;nbsp; Daca tu le ai cu restanta eu le am cu marirea... Fiecare cu ce-l doare. Asa se explica intarzaierea mea. 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-5795519952713263907</id><published>2010-08-25T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T05:45:51.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multumesc boule</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THUES-oyMPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/5ufOejKuK8k/s1600/angry-girls-club.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THUES-oyMPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/5ufOejKuK8k/s320/angry-girls-club.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc ca m-ai invatat sa rad si apoi sa plang. Multumesc ca m-ai invatat sa iubesc si apoi sa urasc. Multumesc ca m-ai mintit in schimb continuu. Aici ai fost pe linie, fara oscilatii. Multumesc ca mi-ai promis pentru ca apoi sa te culci cu ea. Multumesc ca mi-ai deschis ochii intr-un fel mai aparte, brusc, instantaneu si dintr-o data. Nu te complici tu cu jumatati de masura. Multumesc pentru paharul care l-ai baut in cinstea mea. Am baut si eu unul pentru tine. Multumesc ca ai fost acolo si nu aici. Multumesc si ca ai stat acolo si nu te-ai deranjat sa misti un deget pentru mine. Am miscat eu amandoua mainile pentru tine. Multumesc ca ai fost fotbalist, altfel imi stricai lista de aspiratii. (fac eu ce fac si tot la ei ajung :)) Multumesc ca ti-ai petrecut ore pertioase din viata ta de vedeta vorbind cu mine la telefon. Multumesc ca te-ai suparat pe mine din orice tampenie iar eu nu am avut dreptul la replica. Multumesc ca mi-ai dat ignore de atatea ori de cate ti-am dat si eu si nu te-ai lasat mai prejos. Multumesc ca te-ai jucat cu jucaria asta mica si rosie pe care lumea o numeste inima. Multumesc si pt ca i-ai pus un lacat atat de mare incat abia mai misca saracuta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THUG3wLE_4I/AAAAAAAAAtI/HdcgO9Le2Po/s1600/angry_little_girl_body_language.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THUG3wLE_4I/AAAAAAAAAtI/HdcgO9Le2Po/s320/angry_little_girl_body_language.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum multumeste-mi pentru ca ti-am furat cheita. Multumeste-mi pentru ca nu-mi mai pasa. Multumeste-mi pentru ca nu te mai iubesc, in schimb am invatat sa raspandesc iubirea asupra familiei si prietenilor (cei adevarati ca ceilalti au parte de acelasi tratament ca si tine). Multumeste-mi ca inca sunt frustrata din cauza ta dar nu mai vars nici macar o lacrima. E CRIZA! Multumeste-mi ca viata mea a fost mai roz ca niciodata luna asta. Daca nu a fost cea mai frumoasa din viata mea, cu siguranta a intrat in top 5. Si stii ce? Tu nu ai facut parte din ea. Multumeste-mi ca nu te-am uitat, dar o voi face. Multumeste-mi ca nu mai cred un cuvant din ce spui. Multumeste-mi&amp;nbsp; ca nu iti voi da asta sa citesti pentru ca sunt atat de milostiva incat nu vreau sa te supar cum o faceai tu ca si hobby. &lt;br /&gt;Multumesc boule! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Aceasta este inca una din postarile nedorite dar care a ajuns sa fie postata deoarece am prins blogul intr-un moment de enervare maxima. Probabil candva imi voi cere scuze, azi nu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-5795519952713263907?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/5795519952713263907/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/multumesc-boule.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5795519952713263907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5795519952713263907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/multumesc-boule.html' title='Multumesc boule'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THUES-oyMPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/5ufOejKuK8k/s72-c/angry-girls-club.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4177883151972698084</id><published>2010-08-23T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T15:27:00.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiurea</title><content type='html'>Azi e una din zilele alea in care iti vine sa-i bagi in p..a mami lor pe toti, in care toti se joaca cu nervii tai ca si cu o bucata de plastelina si in care toti cred ca pot face din tine o opera de arta ignorand adevaruri general valabile. Oameni de nimic, dramatisme si capricii de-ale mele (sustinute bineinteles)... cam la astea se rezuma ziua de azi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THL1rfMUIwI/AAAAAAAAAs4/hYiLpQN5llM/s1600/1251947197Fy7AVrR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THL1rfMUIwI/AAAAAAAAAs4/hYiLpQN5llM/s320/1251947197Fy7AVrR.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu suport sa stiu ca am dreptate si sa fiu contrazisa. Merg pana-n panzele albe pentru o cauza sustinuta de mine. Recunosc cand gresesc. Rar, dar recunosc. Si stiti ce mai urasc? Sa stiu ca ajut pe cineva si apoi mi se intoarce spatele. E cam gros obrajoru` dar ar trebui sa inteleg si asta, nu? 1 la mana pentru ca suntem romani. Fiecare e pentru el. Iar 2 la mana, pentru ca toata lumea profita. Si sustin ce spun... toata lumea in mai mica/mare masura depinde de caz. Problema vine abia cand trebuie sa punem umaru la treaba cand cineva are nevoie de el. De cele mai multe ori nu va fi acolo. De cele mai multe ori voi uda perna aia cu trandafiri rosii cu cascade de lacrimi. De cele mai mule ori voi fi dezamagita. De putine ori in schimb, voi aprecia, voi multumi, voi ajuta, voi ierta, voi intinde mana, voi oferi imbratisari (acum NU mai sunt gratis, ca tot e criza), voi plange cu tine, voi rade cu tine, voi dansa cu tine. Repet! de putine ori. Inevitabil asa sta treaba pe la noi, asa ca trebuie sa ma reprofilez pe sistemul "Nu da ca nu primesti." sau "Da fara sa astepti ceva in schimb." Frumoasa tara, superba chiar... urati oameni, urate caractere. Pacat ca ajung sa cataloghez lumea dupa exemplele negative dar inevitabil mai devreme sau mai tarziu voi fi ajuns in acest stadiu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si utilizand ultima doza de optimism am hotarat sa merg cu mami la alimentara. Ei bine, acolo... am avut un feeling de`ala ciudat. Nu cred ca l-am mai simtit de micuta. Era sentimentul de euforie ciudata amestecat cu&amp;nbsp; nerabdare, rugaminti si bucurie maxima. Ce avea alimentara atat de misterios?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THLu3dYqrGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/EEosl_uxqj0/s1600/tumblr_kpl9skU3nP1qzz5rto1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THLu3dYqrGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/EEosl_uxqj0/s320/tumblr_kpl9skU3nP1qzz5rto1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se numeste Ou kinder! :x Dar cel de pe vremuri care se desface in 2 bucati si se papa iar jucaria o are intr-o "cutiuta"(nici nu stiu cum sa o numesc) galbena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THLvP1uKJvI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VW1xEYXcpJ4/s1600/kinder_surprise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THLvP1uKJvI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VW1xEYXcpJ4/s320/kinder_surprise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca ziua mea s-o inseninat brusc. L-am primit evident. Cam asta se intampla zilnic cand ieseam de la gradinita. (treaba cu oul) Din pacate titirezul roz gasit in ou inca refuza sa functioneze. X( Am continuat cu o portie sanatoasa de clatite cu finetti si gem de prune. De maine am portii stricte de papica ca altfel devin butoiash. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa inchei cu un citat din filmul meu preferat, pe care de altfel vi-l si recomand.&lt;br /&gt;"Don’t forget that love’s a verb." (The Last Song) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWCPS6CXmt0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWCPS6CXmt0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4177883151972698084?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4177883151972698084/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/aiurea.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4177883151972698084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4177883151972698084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/aiurea.html' title='Aiurea'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THL1rfMUIwI/AAAAAAAAAs4/hYiLpQN5llM/s72-c/1251947197Fy7AVrR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-3178694018046674563</id><published>2010-08-23T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T04:06:44.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zilele Aradului 16 - 22 August</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJDBSHES0I/AAAAAAAAAqw/kDcaI7a3JwA/s1600/SAM_5361-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJDBSHES0I/AAAAAAAAAqw/kDcaI7a3JwA/s320/SAM_5361-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am trecut prin niste zile de vis si sunt fericita pana la cer si inapoi si inca vreo 10 ture. Acum am vazut ce s-a petrecut in ultimii ani pe aici pentru ca, de 3 ani in perioada asta eram la mare si chiar pot sa zic ca am ratat niste momente frumoase. Am vreo 3 regrete acolo dar le pastrez pentru anul viitor. Care sunt? Pai ca nu am poza cu mirificul trenulet (era clara treaba cu pozele :)) apoi ca nu ne-am plimbat cu Sageata Verde si cu caleasca. In rest am facut cam tot ce mi-am dorit. Si a fost mai mult decat frumos. Felicitari organizatorilor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJBpcdOwuI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pSzh1H02wkg/s1600/SAM_5359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJBpcdOwuI/AAAAAAAAAqg/pSzh1H02wkg/s400/SAM_5359.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La concertul de sambata am fost cu Flavy si a venit si Sergiu cu Gabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJBgdAOn6I/AAAAAAAAAqY/T100LEmjnLA/s1600/SAM_5351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJBgdAOn6I/AAAAAAAAAqY/T100LEmjnLA/s320/SAM_5351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu &amp;amp; Sergiu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Concertul Andreei Banica chiar a&amp;nbsp; fost frumos desi a fost cam "fifty fifty" :)) si ma refer la raportul playback - live. Totusi ma intriga prostia unor cetateni din Arad. Desi daca ma gandesc mai bine... era o ea. Era normal sa fie invidioasa pe o femeie care arata foarte bine si e si realizata atat pe plan profesional cat si pe cel personal. Cand am iesit spunea ca " A cantat foarte urat proasta aia de Andreea Banica... am lipstick.. sunt bogata..." Si acum vine si explicatia. Lipstickul l-a primit de la o fana si de aceea s-a laudat si l-a si folosit. Iar referitor la treaba cu "Sunt bogata" explicatia suna in felul urmator: Andreea i-a rugat pe cei din public sa ridice mana cei care ii sunt prieteni din Arad. Daca o ducea mai mult capul pe acea individa stia ca se spune de mult ca "In viata daca ai doi prieteni, esti bogat." Acesta este si motivul pentru care Andreea a spus ca este bogata nu cel de a se lauda cu averea personala. Bullshit! Femeia aia chiar are ceva in cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJCO61GpSI/AAAAAAAAAqo/bN1OWNXKy5w/s1600/news-20100822-03083213-839588936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJCO61GpSI/AAAAAAAAAqo/bN1OWNXKy5w/s400/news-20100822-03083213-839588936.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat despre Directia 5... am doar cuvinte de lauda. Nici nu se putea altfel! :)) Doar sunt preferatii mei din Romania. Oricum au cantat la fel cum o faceau si in concertele de la teatru deci nu a fost diferenta de bani, locatie, conditii, public etc. Baietii si-au facut treaba. As avea ceva de obiectat la frigul de afara dar a meritat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJMCpP3epI/AAAAAAAAAq4/34xaDqaS7mA/s1600/DSCF6161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJMCpP3epI/AAAAAAAAAq4/34xaDqaS7mA/s320/DSCF6161.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultima zi a fost pe masura celorlalte dar am petrecut-o mai mult in lumea mea, adica pe la tarabe. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJNRTBEcLI/AAAAAAAAArQ/w7bXg4YtDdE/s1600/SAM_5361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJNRTBEcLI/AAAAAAAAArQ/w7bXg4YtDdE/s320/SAM_5361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJNW43tVTI/AAAAAAAAArY/Y0vFZaFQwcY/s1600/SAM_5364-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJNW43tVTI/AAAAAAAAArY/Y0vFZaFQwcY/s320/SAM_5364-2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJNcxhj3gI/AAAAAAAAArg/AKXrkWu6mHs/s1600/SAM_5366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJNcxhj3gI/AAAAAAAAArg/AKXrkWu6mHs/s320/SAM_5366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per total, Zilele Aradului au fost eveniment pe care Aradul il merita din plin. O sa inchei cu nenea care facea acrobatii cu skijetul pe Mures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJNuldY13I/AAAAAAAAAro/CPrtZpsYdfs/s1600/SAM_5367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJNuldY13I/AAAAAAAAAro/CPrtZpsYdfs/s320/SAM_5367.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJNzARsTbI/AAAAAAAAArw/alvKWs3XbRc/s1600/SAM_5368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJNzARsTbI/AAAAAAAAArw/alvKWs3XbRc/s320/SAM_5368.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sa nu uitam de cei care au intretinut atmosfera printre tarabe, indienii si cei din Ecuador (preferatii mei). Pacat cu exista un local in Arad cu muzica de acolo de la mama lor, America latina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-3178694018046674563?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/3178694018046674563/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/zilele-aradului-16-22-august.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3178694018046674563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3178694018046674563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/zilele-aradului-16-22-august.html' title='Zilele Aradului 16 - 22 August'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/THJDBSHES0I/AAAAAAAAAqw/kDcaI7a3JwA/s72-c/SAM_5361-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4963930648540727909</id><published>2010-08-20T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T05:35:15.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If eyes could speak...</title><content type='html'>Nu stiu ce va spune voua o privire dar mie imi spune multe. De aceea, de multe ori ma feresc sa privesc oamenii in ochi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TG5v7KH8H4I/AAAAAAAAApg/tqRypa18-8E/s1600/2953713359_05db40beb8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TG5v7KH8H4I/AAAAAAAAApg/tqRypa18-8E/s320/2953713359_05db40beb8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiti cum se zice de sporturile extreme mai nou.. "Aruncatul cu privirea", "Ucisul cu privirea" etc. Bine ca macar cea de pe urma nu are efectele astepatate referitor la sensul propriu al cuvintelor. O simpla privire poate sa-mi insenineze ziua sau, de ce nu sa o intunece ca inaintea unui potop. Si nu neg, zambetul face multe dar privirea aceea calda o gasim din ce in ce mai rar. Daca poate sa iti zambeasca si un necunoscut pe strada, privirea poate sa-l tradeze. Exista zambete false dar la privire nu ai cum sa te incurci. Si cum spuneam, cel mai probabil e sa o gasiti in ochii buniciilor, a iubitului/iubitei, a parintilor, in general a persoanelor care au sentimente destul de puternice pentru voi ca persoana.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TG5xgUxL8yI/AAAAAAAAAp4/oZSkNpK6vZE/s1600/3542858592_e3a9d439f2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TG5xgUxL8yI/AAAAAAAAAp4/oZSkNpK6vZE/s320/3542858592_e3a9d439f2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ciuda ultimelor eveneminte din viata mea, cei drept nu prea placute... am existat si momente frumoase. Cel mai emotionant a fost cand am vazut un cuplu in tramvai. Ea era destul de micuta in jur de 15-16 ani iar el avea in jur de 20. Nu prea ma pricep la varsta dar se vedea oricum o diferenta intre ei. Nu mai are rost sa mentionez cum o privea, practic o sorbea din priviri. I-a oferit locul lui dar ea a refuzat. I-a mangaiat parul si a pupat-o pe capusor. Apoi a urmat si traditionalul "French kiss".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Si daca nu traim pentru momente de genul, atunci unde gasim fericirea? Intr-o masina luxoasa? O vila cu piscina? NU! daca veti cerceta mai mult, veti vedea ca acei oameni nu sunt fericiti chiar daca au tot ce-si doresc. Si stiti de ce? Pentru ca nu am nimic din ce au nevoie. Si ceea ce nesesita se numeste afectiune, pe care nici un Bmw nu poate sa o ofere, de o imbratisare pe care nici un jacuzzi nu este capabil sa i-o dea si asa lista ar putea continua la infinit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TG5zveoHN5I/AAAAAAAAAqI/RzGd9DJHVqY/s1600/rich+people.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TG5zveoHN5I/AAAAAAAAAqI/RzGd9DJHVqY/s320/rich+people.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi place sa cred ca nu am fost niciodata materialista. Nu m-a deranjat niciodata sa merg pe jos sau cu tramvaiul dar nici nu m-am suparat daca am mers cu masina. Ideea este ca m-a deranjat si ma si sperie gandul de singuratate. Chiar daca increderea mi-a fost calcata in picioare, continui sa am incredere in unele persoane care mi-au demonstrat ca o merita. Imi place sa merg undeva insotita de prieteni, prietene, iubit, cunoscut, colegi etc. Consider ca acestea sunt momente de pretuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priveste-ma cu caldura, pretuieste-ma ca pe o pietricica de marmura si voi straluci ca un cristal swarovski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TG5vQNHNBVI/AAAAAAAAApY/qo4_WTKTkVw/s1600/bear,crystal,glass,pink,teddy-ebeb8b76046bddbb7fda430f717bd4d7_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TG5vQNHNBVI/AAAAAAAAApY/qo4_WTKTkVw/s320/bear,crystal,glass,pink,teddy-ebeb8b76046bddbb7fda430f717bd4d7_h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ta2kNMgQ54o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ta2kNMgQ54o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4963930648540727909?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4963930648540727909/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-eyes-could-speak.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4963930648540727909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4963930648540727909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-eyes-could-speak.html' title='If eyes could speak...'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TG5v7KH8H4I/AAAAAAAAApg/tqRypa18-8E/s72-c/2953713359_05db40beb8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-8543715415628416110</id><published>2010-08-17T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T02:44:24.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fericire cu masura</title><content type='html'>Zilele mele simpatice continua in ritmul de zambete stabilit de cateva zile. Fericirea se stabileste cu masura ca deh... nu vreti sa mi se urce la cap, nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGsIE3iRjeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/NKJD47ehmrM/s1600/4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGsIE3iRjeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/NKJD47ehmrM/s320/4.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera mea miroase a racoare, a silan soft (incep sa detest mirosurile puternice deci acesta e perfect), asternuturile cu trandafiri rosii imi fac cu ochiul de cateva minute bune iar eu ma indop cu clatitute si... zambesc. Sunt atata de optimista incat si daca se intampla evenimente mai putin placute pot doar cu un zambet sa-mi schimb automat starea de spirit. Nu pun la suflet nimic. Lumea pare sa se schimbe, probabil si datorita atitudinii pe care o adopt mai nou. Persoane pe care nu le cunosc imi zambesc iar comportamentul lor il eclipseaza pe a celor fara bun simt. Ploaia de ieri a avut grija sa spele regretele, grijile si lacrimile. A curatat si sufletul de off-uri greu de explicat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am iesit la o gura de aer. Va continua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orice suparare trece cu un hambuger mare. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGz8wuAN0lI/AAAAAAAAApI/Uxd1nvMNnIg/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGz8wuAN0lI/AAAAAAAAApI/Uxd1nvMNnIg/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam asta mi-a fost concluzia dupa miniexcursia prin orasel. Am papat un diiita mai hamburgerul de puiut in timp ce ne-am uitat la expozitia foto din fata primariei. Si vremea a tinut cu noi. Foarte circulat orasul pe la ora 22, abia daca mai gaseai o banca unde sa te bucuri de aerul rece al noptii. Si ce mult ne-a lipsit... Canicula a avut grija sa-l faca irespirabil in ultima perioada dar dupa cum stiti, se zice ca tot ce e bun se primeste in portii mici sau dureaza putin, asta referitor la vara. Daca vorbim de ceea ce urmeaza, sunt convinsa ca voi duce dorul zilelor toride infofolita fiind cu fulare, geci si cel mult bascute pentru ca nu suport caciulile.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exista in viata mea o serie de momente neinsemnate care pe mine ma fac foarte fericita. &lt;br /&gt;TOP 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. Sa tin manuta sau capushoru partial pe geam cand merg cu masinuta (de preferat seara/noaptea // de foarte preferat mergand la padure/Maltaret).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGsMfU9_HtI/AAAAAAAAApA/VJ4EC88WmT0/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGsMfU9_HtI/AAAAAAAAApA/VJ4EC88WmT0/s200/1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sa stau in patut si sa ascult cum ploua afara pe muzica celor de la Compact/Directia 5.&lt;br /&gt;1. Sa adorm uitandu-ma la "Viata cu Louie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va las sa ghiciti pe care o pun in aplicare. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Nu ploua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGsJ-Na0sVI/AAAAAAAAAo4/v5dGDV3ZJn8/s1600/3323936366_4c63bc1843.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGsJ-Na0sVI/AAAAAAAAAo4/v5dGDV3ZJn8/s400/3323936366_4c63bc1843.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-8543715415628416110?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/8543715415628416110/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/fericire-cu-masura.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8543715415628416110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8543715415628416110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/fericire-cu-masura.html' title='Fericire cu masura'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGsIE3iRjeI/AAAAAAAAAoo/NKJD47ehmrM/s72-c/4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2185730265883079615</id><published>2010-08-16T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T19:48:20.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I wanna do... is smile thinking about you</title><content type='html'>Personal, imi place foarte mult videoclipul realizat in sims pe melodia urmatoare. Va las si pe voi sa-l vizionati. Zilele mele de fericire continua. :) &lt;br /&gt;La naiba! Din pacate va pot da doar linkul... &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UqZWR2FgDwY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Click aici&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ramanem totusi la melodia superba, de data acesta cu un videoclip realizat cu ajutorul imaginilor din filmul "The notebook". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hd310K7oKrQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hd310K7oKrQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-2185730265883079615?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2185730265883079615/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-i-wanna-do-is-smile-thinking-about.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2185730265883079615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2185730265883079615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-i-wanna-do-is-smile-thinking-about.html' title='All I wanna do... is smile thinking about you'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-7930495487073396459</id><published>2010-08-15T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T15:13:27.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fericirea mea n-are un nume</title><content type='html'>Ei bine da... Nu este un el. Sunt niste ei. Ei din care fac parte familia, prietenii si vecinii. Ei sunt cei care contribuie la starea mea. Legaturile sunt mult mai stranse in ultima perioada ceea ce nu poate decat sa ma faca foooarte fericita. Am prieteni noi dar ma inteleg foarte bine cu cei vechi. Pana la ora actuala s-a cam vazut unde se ascundeau persoanele false si ce pot face mai mult decat sa-i evit? :) Totul pentru binele meu. Asta am invatat de la ei. Si stiti ce-mi place? Ca si din momentele naspa incep sa invat cate ceva, ca atunci cand fac o promisiune o respect chiar de-ar fi sa ma rostogolesc (ceea ce e mai mult decat imposibil pentru mine), ca iert dar nu uit, nu te jignesc dar din inimioara te-am scos definitiv (asta pentru ca in perioada provizorie ai dat gres).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fercirea mea s-a intensificat in ultimele zile. Ce s-a intamplat cu el? A ramas acolo la Valcea sa cante cu Adi. :)) Repet. Ascult si manele si nu imi este rusine. De fapt, ascult toate genurile mai putin heavy metal si opereta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenim deci la ceea ce ma face sa zambesc din toata inimioara. A inceput undeva saptamana trecuta dar s-a intensificat ieri in vizita cu cealalta jumatate de familion la Grani ca doar azi era ziua lu` buni... La multi ani! :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhfwpdgX3I/AAAAAAAAAoI/F0oUU3SNLTI/s1600/SAM_4958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhfwpdgX3I/AAAAAAAAAoI/F0oUU3SNLTI/s400/SAM_4958.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si l-am revazut si pe Sergiu (varu-meo). Si ce bun s-a facut... Ciudat e ca inca nu a observat Roxy sau Bia asta. Genial e ca nu va citit nici unul din ei articolul deci imi permit. Cine e ca mine? :)) Reuniunea de familie a fost un adevarat succes mai ales datorita faptului ca am rezistat eroic dupa o ora, maxim doua de somn in noaptea precedenta. Sa nu mai mentionez ca a culminat cu o veste foarte importanta pt mine, nu? Evident ca nu va spun. Ce-i al meu e pus de-o parte. Cand voi ajunge sa ma si bucur de ea ca un fapt implinit, veti afla cu siguranta. Promit! (stiti voi treaba cu promisiunile la mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insist sa continui cu ziua de azi si mai exact cu o legenda legata de locul unde am fost cu cealalta jumatate de familion. Ehh.. avantaje si dezavantaje a unei familii cu parinti despartiti. Imi place ca si aici incep sa vad jumatatea plina a pahatului. Este vorba deci, despre Manastirea Hodos Bodrog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhX1XV0d8I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/9FSj8mcDumI/s1600/IMG_1806.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhX1XV0d8I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/9FSj8mcDumI/s400/IMG_1806.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Dupa o veche traditie locala, se spune ca manastirea ar fi o ctitorie a credinciosilor din împrejurimi. Traditia marturiseste ca un taur din turma unui pastor a scos la iveala dintr-o movila de pamânt Icoana Facatoare de Minuni a Maicii Domnului cu Pruncul Iisus, iar pe locul unde s-a descoperit icoana a luat fiinta Manastirea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru a confirma datele traditiei, se mai pastreaza si astazi, în biserica manastirii, capul taurului care a descoperit icoana, precum si Icoana Facatoare de Minuni a Maicii Domnului."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhX_OHCsTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/z3YT8ExL3EQ/s1600/b5eac50d-842e-4e64-9083-02f3d9767032.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhX_OHCsTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/z3YT8ExL3EQ/s320/b5eac50d-842e-4e64-9083-02f3d9767032.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhZ9U00VnI/AAAAAAAAAn4/EINYbzv67yU/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhZ9U00VnI/AAAAAAAAAn4/EINYbzv67yU/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" În exterior biserica este tencuita pe trei laturi, peretele de nord pastrându-se netencuit." Pentru ca oricat s-a incercat redecorarea, toata tencuiala cadea fapt pentru care s-a renuntat de cativa ani buni, as adauga eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhZAOWNIWI/AAAAAAAAAng/sMr_brAXWaU/s1600/DSCF0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhZAOWNIWI/AAAAAAAAAng/sMr_brAXWaU/s320/DSCF0037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi place foarte mult si cealalta legenda pe care mi-o spuneau mami si tati de mica. Se refera la un calugar care atunci cand a mers la manastire si-a renegat mama. Aceasta l-a blestemat sa-l izbeasca pamanul afara, fapt care s-a si petrecut dupa moartea lui. Mormantul se tot ridica si de aceea a fost nevoita zidirea lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhZjmQl_qI/AAAAAAAAAnw/FV9XuY9xVtE/s1600/HPIM8990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhZjmQl_qI/AAAAAAAAAnw/FV9XuY9xVtE/s320/HPIM8990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe unul din peretii bisericii se afla o inimioara, unde tin minte ca ma ducea tati de micutica sa ascult. Se zice ca se aude inima calugarului care nu are liniste. Unii o aud, altii nu. Am ezitat sa merg astazi din cauza aglomeratiei dar ma voi intoarce intr-o dupa masa si o sa va arat si voua fotografii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhZTGYuQ1I/AAAAAAAAAno/nl6LGX1jAoU/s1600/HPIM8833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhZTGYuQ1I/AAAAAAAAAno/nl6LGX1jAoU/s320/HPIM8833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dpa ce am asistat la slujba am mers si la targul organizat in satul Bodrog si am realizat cu stupoare ca nu s-au schimbat prea multe de cand eram micuta. Nu lipseau: halvaua, margelele din turta dulce si acele acadele colorate din zahar ars. Prea frumos ca sa tin doar pentru mine... :X&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa termin ziua in stil fastuos, voi mentiona mirificul meci Dinamo - Rapid, scor final 3-2. :X Si eu care ma plangeam ca am uitat de dorinta cand am ajuns la icoana... se pare ca cineva acolo sus stie ce are de facut fara sa ii cer eu. Vorba lu` Dia... "Sunt fericita si asta e tot ce conteaza!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Am uitat sa va arat achizitia cu care ma mandresc de la targ ღ Kitty balonas ღ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhkqw-JeiI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Fg4nQpdpKJE/s1600/SAM_4966.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhkqw-JeiI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Fg4nQpdpKJE/s320/SAM_4966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;PPS: Un status mirific care trebuie postat aici...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Era vocea lui, aveam o grijă incredibilă să nu-i rostesc numele nici măcar în gând, şi am fost surprinsă că la auzul ei nu am căzut în genunchi, şi nici nu m-am tăvălit pe jos din cauza durerii provocate de pierderea lui. Dar nu simţeam nicio durere, absolut nimic."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-7930495487073396459?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/7930495487073396459/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/fericirea-mea-n-are-un-nume.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7930495487073396459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/7930495487073396459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/fericirea-mea-n-are-un-nume.html' title='Fericirea mea n-are un nume'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGhfwpdgX3I/AAAAAAAAAoI/F0oUU3SNLTI/s72-c/SAM_4958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-5428624287213505918</id><published>2010-08-12T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T00:01:29.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vineri 13</title><content type='html'>“The show’s over. Okay, you can go now.” (Raise your voice) La asta se rezuma ziua de azi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nu stiu daca ma intelegeti dar azi, dupa ce am inchis usa trecutului si mi-am si varsat oful putin (putin mai mult) in loc sa plang cum eram obijnuita, am stat. M-am blocat efectiv. Si cum sunt posesoarea unei capacitati de disimulare mai mult decat perfecte, am continuat sa stau pana a trecut durerea aia mortala provocata de sagetuta lui cupidon. Si nu, nu m-a lovit. Acum si-a retras-o. Se pare ca si el mai greseste. Important este ca sunt capabila (daca vreau) sa ascund ceea ce simt in asa hal incat nici macar mami sa nu-si dea seama ca ceva nu este in regula cu mine. Si credeti-ma ca atunci cand ajung sa arat asta, este pentru ca pur si simplu inima s-a faramat in milioane de bucatele si ce a ramas din ea a fost zdrobit, dus pe mal si aruncat pe Mures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De data asta, nu ma mai face sa plang nici un film siropos, nici o melodie "de-a noastra", nici macar 2 indragostiti pe strada pentru ca pur si simplu in ce credeam s-a dovedit a fi cea mai mare minciuna, practic ceva inexistent. Si ori de cate ori imi zboara gandul la tine, il fugareste de zor intrebarea "Pentru ce?" Si stii cum? Mai rau ca la 100 de metri garduri! :)) Macar el sa slabeasca mai repede, desi nici eu nu las zumba mai prejos. ;-) Si stii cat de roz e viata mea fara tine? Nici nu-ti poate trece prin cap! De ce oare? Pentru ca daca eu sunt blonda, tu m-ai intrecut la faza asta. Sa-ti mai spun ceva... m-am obijnuit de mult cu gandul de a ma trezi fara tine. Nu tu vis, nu tu telefon, prezenta 0 iar sentimentul e de la bine in sus. As minti daca as spune ca e excelent dar macar rana a transformat-o in cicatrice altcineva. De aceea, tu nu mai contezi. Nu te mai bloca asa! Eu vorbesc cat se poate de serios. Tu nu mai contezi. Ai citit bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGSgP1dLPOI/AAAAAAAAAms/Zfxm9iiVsAY/s1600/SAM_4885-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGSgP1dLPOI/AAAAAAAAAms/Zfxm9iiVsAY/s320/SAM_4885-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stii cine conteaza de azi inainte? EU. N-am pretins niciodata mai mult decat respect iar daca nu mi s-a oferit am iertat de n ori pana cand... m-am schimbat. Acum sunt rea. Bad Crys! :)) Acum daca-mi mai faci ceva, te calc in picioare, pun matura pe tine si te dau la "gunoierii caritabili". Aviz amatorilor! Asta ca sa vedeti ce milostiva sunt. :))&lt;br /&gt;Cat despre ziua de azi... Trebuie sa recunosc ca desi nu sunt superstitioasa, ghinionul m-am urmarit ca pe ultimii hoti in zilele de 13. Si totusi azi sunt dotata cu o doza supradimensionata de optimism pentru a ramane pe pozitii, adica cu acel zambet copilaresc pe buze pt a-i face fata ghinionului atotprezent in astfel de zile. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Imi cer scuze oficial ursuletului pentru tratamentul aplicat. Este una din metodele prin care ma razbun pe anumite persoane. Sunt pasinca,nu? :"&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-5428624287213505918?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/5428624287213505918/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/vineri-13_12.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5428624287213505918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/5428624287213505918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/vineri-13_12.html' title='Vineri 13'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGSgP1dLPOI/AAAAAAAAAms/Zfxm9iiVsAY/s72-c/SAM_4885-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2196514129337442957</id><published>2010-08-10T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T18:36:02.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Azi e ziua mea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGFwqQ0AmKI/AAAAAAAAAjw/7TintG3_cuk/s1600/baloon,colors,girl,luftballons,miss,dior-50ae5bbbb587586ec6d439bef32ee6ae_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGFwqQ0AmKI/AAAAAAAAAjw/7TintG3_cuk/s320/baloon,colors,girl,luftballons,miss,dior-50ae5bbbb587586ec6d439bef32ee6ae_h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astazi e ziua mea... nu sariti ca nu e cea de nastere. E doar ziua din care TU nu mai nici o legatura cu prezentul, ziua in care tu inceput sa devii o amintire dintr-un trecut foarte indepartat. Acum nu mai cantam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/filOCRsFmXI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/filOCRsFmXI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey... tell everybody that you're coming home" S-a schimbat. M-am schimbat. M-ai schimbat. A devenit ceva de genul "Honey... tell everybody that you're going home", acolo unde ti-e locul. Si ai face bine sa si ramai acolo si nici sa nu-ti mai treaca prin minte sa-mi zgudui universul roz sau sa te gandesti la Arad. Sterge-l de pe harta si odata cu el si pe mine! Bye bye iepurash! &lt;br /&gt;Si ca orice zi speciala, trebuie sarbatorita si unde mai bine decat la Dia la casuta. Party ON!&lt;br /&gt;Revin maine cu fotografii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Baiatul cu ochi albastri exista si-n Arad&amp;nbsp; si inca ce baietel.. :&amp;gt; TU DISPARI! Poof :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acestea fiind spuse, sa curga pozele! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGNCYAqT_GI/AAAAAAAAAkA/oTVIOFi5S9I/s1600/SAM_4787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGNCYAqT_GI/AAAAAAAAAkA/oTVIOFi5S9I/s400/SAM_4787.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poza de la sosire la care as adauga-o si pe cea din antetul blogului :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGNCnGPMKeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ywHJxfhW0y0/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGNCnGPMKeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ywHJxfhW0y0/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGNHyHn2NzI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/v-XD44Gh-WI/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Personal, mi-a placut foarte mult si cred ca fotografiile vorbesc de la sine. Multumim Diana! Multumesc XII C! Va las cu opera lui Valeriu ca deh... e ROZ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGNNqDuu1BI/AAAAAAAAAlg/IEf5s3vD-eQ/s1600/DSC_0188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGNNqDuu1BI/AAAAAAAAAlg/IEf5s3vD-eQ/s400/DSC_0188.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/5982668689120208113-2196514129337442957?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2196514129337442957/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/azi-e-ziua-mea.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2196514129337442957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2196514129337442957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/azi-e-ziua-mea.html' title='Azi e ziua mea.'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGFwqQ0AmKI/AAAAAAAAAjw/7TintG3_cuk/s72-c/baloon,colors,girl,luftballons,miss,dior-50ae5bbbb587586ec6d439bef32ee6ae_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-8799588476436011483</id><published>2010-08-09T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:40:49.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You could love me or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGCtbVT2EJI/AAAAAAAAAjY/xL8WDAtirFc/s1600/eye,heart,love-91e71f044064ef90b65bb4ed92905bb9_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TGCtbVT2EJI/AAAAAAAAAjY/xL8WDAtirFc/s200/eye,heart,love-91e71f044064ef90b65bb4ed92905bb9_h.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we go again...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BwFkLrmTED4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BwFkLrmTED4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You could love me or not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But either way I’ve got to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wake up to face another day tomorrow﻿ morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You could love me or not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But either way I’ve got the sunrise looking in my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i know i could love you or not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But either way you’ve got to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wake up to face another day tomorrow morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;La multi ani Roxy! :* &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fMFR1UYuSvs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fMFR1UYuSvs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanar vreau mereu sa fiu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sa traiesc asa cum stiu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ca la 20 de ani ღ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diseara party :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;va continua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TF_aKGsZvmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/fWF9CkLcblI/s1600/SAM_4675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TF_aKGsZvmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/fWF9CkLcblI/s400/SAM_4675.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He he he :D Am revenit si cu freza minune, care a cam dat gres :)) si cu poze de la mult asteptata party.&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu cum sa va explic dar eu chiar m-am distrat si m-am simtit mai mult decat bine. Cred ca meritam asta dupa ultima luna de foc, nu? Si daca la capitolul "corazon" sunt praf, macar aici sa mearga treaba. Si am dansaaat (si Doamne cum am dansat :)), si am papat (si yummy ce bun o fost) iar per total Dia a avut un cuvant de spus la starea mea. &lt;br /&gt;Nu pot sa nu-mi amintesc cum asteptam in perioada liceului sa putem canta toate "Am doar 18 ani" de la Vama Veche care devenise un imn si ce fericite eram cand chiar ajungeam sa se intample asta. Acum ma aflu in stadiul de asteptare pentru a putea canta cu acte in regula "Voltaj - ca la 20 de ani". Si uite cine tocmai o intrat in lumea despre care vorbesc eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TF_kOFT9d1I/AAAAAAAAAhc/71YeY49gEPE/s1600/IMG_4286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TF_kOFT9d1I/AAAAAAAAAhc/71YeY49gEPE/s320/IMG_4286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sper ca de data asta nu ma mai critici pt poze. Ne-am inteles? Asta e "senzatie" cum ar zice oltenii! :)) Iti doreste "mami" sa plangi in viata asta doar de fericire, sa razi pana te doare burtica si sa treci prin momente doar de astea "smechere" ca si vara asta! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nu am cum sa inchei postarea fara poza mea preferata cu puishorul preferat ღ Dia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TF_sX60S1QI/AAAAAAAAAhk/YhgkYQb4VDI/s1600/IMG_4272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TF_sX60S1QI/AAAAAAAAAhk/YhgkYQb4VDI/s400/IMG_4272.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abia astept marti... Party on! ღ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-6410247883941938562?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/6410247883941938562/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/tanar-vreau-mereu-sa-fiu.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6410247883941938562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6410247883941938562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/tanar-vreau-mereu-sa-fiu.html' title='Tanar vreau mereu sa fiu...'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TF_aKGsZvmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/fWF9CkLcblI/s72-c/SAM_4675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-516364412653875454</id><published>2010-08-06T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T02:17:32.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm all out of love</title><content type='html'>Ei bine, am revenit din escapada de 2 zile si cand spun "am revenit" ma refer la forte proaspete, la optimism muuuult (gata sa va faca fata voua ;) si la o bebe roz mai zambareata ca inainte. Iar pentru astea, multumesc Biutza :*&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFy0sCcaT4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/VoLp7esRHwI/s1600/SAM_4506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFy0sCcaT4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/VoLp7esRHwI/s320/SAM_4506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu exact care a fost momentul in care m-am schimbat dar stiu ca buni si Bia au reusit ce n-am putut eu intr-o luna, sa casc ochii aia verzi nu ca sa-i vada nu stiu cine ci ca sa vad eu ce fel de persoane am langa mine. Si ma voi lauda iar cu mirifica mea calitate care ma face sa ajung mai mult decat un pres, o persoana pe care poti sa o calci in picioare si care este capabila sa ierte si in astfel de conditii. Si mi-au mai spus-o multi dar am ignorat si trecut peste. In general NU tin cont de sfaturi dar ea (buni) a fost, este si va fi intotdeauna o persoana care m-a influentat in gandire ci comportament si se pare ca si de data asta a avut ceva de spus. Si bine a facut! Si imi pare rau pentru voi dar de data asta nu-mi mai pasa. Si stiti ce? Nu o spun doar din cuvinte, practica se pare ca functioneaza si mai bine. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Cat despre el... :)) La partea asta a avut Bia ceva de spus, si nici nu are idee ce mult m-a ajutat. A lucrat la asta in drumul inapoi spre casa si daca tu nu ai raspuns, a zis-o ea pt amandoi. Acum degeaba ma mai cauti. Am incetat sa fiu acolo in clipa in care ai decis tu sa nu mai fii. Si ghici ce? Fericirea mea nu e la tine. E la mine, la mine in inimioara si se pare ca mi-am recuperat-o si nici pe targa nu mai ajugi la ea. Sa-ti spun si de ce... pentru ca nici daca-mi crapa inima si se farama in mii de bucatele (aici tin cont si de sfaturile lui Ralu :) nu te mai caut! De la ultimul pas pe pres am sters si ultima lacrima si datorita faptului ca NU ai fost acolo sa o opresti, acum nu mai exist pentru tine. Nu te vreau ca prieten pentru ca ochii aia albastri imi vor aminti de un alt C, unul fals si fara inima. Cand o vezi pe Hello Kitty nu te mai gandi la bebe`Roz ci la o fetita din magazin si daca vreodata ai fost sincer, cumpar-o si dai-o ei. Nu se compara nimic cu un copil fericit. (macar cineva sa iasa pe profit din toata treaba asta)&lt;br /&gt;Referitor la ziua de azi... senzationala furtuna m-a adus in urmatorul stadiu: fara net.. fara curent... o venit curentul... o picat netul... merge netul!... s-a luat curentul...urmarea? clar pica si netul... Oare mai puteam?!? ~X( Sigur ca da. Doar nu era sa ma prost dispuna o dita mai furtuna care m-a lasat sa stau la lumina lumnarii. Da de unde :-j E mai romantic asa! Pentru mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFy_r8p1dhI/AAAAAAAAAg8/TKBsudKYJfM/s1600/SAM_4494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFy_r8p1dhI/AAAAAAAAAg8/TKBsudKYJfM/s320/SAM_4494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun is up :P (Cum ar zice Inna) Nu mai am nevoie de el ca sa iasa pe strada mea, se pare ca in cealalta jumatate de Abrud era soare in ciuda furtunii dupa spusele unui vecin. :)) El e mereu acolo sus, el si ingerasul meu pazitor. Si doar stiti ce efect are asupra mea, nu? Asta e =&amp;gt; " :)" &lt;br /&gt;Inainte sa inchei trebuie neaparat sa ma laud. Am invatat singurica sa fac funditza din par si bucle cu placa! Si eu chiar sunt mandra de mine! :D Sper ca maine sa va pot arata si despre ce vorbesc eu aici.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa va multumesc si voua, celor care ma cititi si cand simtiti nevoia si comentati!&lt;br /&gt;Va las pe ritmurile melodiei din titlul postarii, o melodie pe care am descoperit-o la Magic Fm si care mie mi-a placut mult. Sa nu credeti cumva ca tradez Partydul doar ca sunt in momentele mele de ascultat melodii de corazon. Trebuie sa ma intelegeti :"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3-u9W79qiqQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3-u9W79qiqQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Westlife Ft Delta Goodrem - All Out Of Love &amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-516364412653875454?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/516364412653875454/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-all-out-of-love.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/516364412653875454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/516364412653875454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-all-out-of-love.html' title='I&apos;m all out of love'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFy0sCcaT4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/VoLp7esRHwI/s72-c/SAM_4506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-6633404892153177900</id><published>2010-08-02T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T17:53:31.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noptile mele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFdaR6fIarI/AAAAAAAAAgU/LZjXShzCy8Q/s1600/girly,photos,love,child-b1e0cb15faad6db5c9bb92061cd75f74_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFdaR6fIarI/AAAAAAAAAgU/LZjXShzCy8Q/s320/girly,photos,love,child-b1e0cb15faad6db5c9bb92061cd75f74_h.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De cand ai plecat, am plans mult, am suferit si mai mult si ti-am dus lipsa enorm. Mai mult, de cand ai plecat, viata a inceput sa prinda iar acea nuanta tampita de roz in spatele careia ma ascund de multe ori si de dupa care ies doar cand cineva atinge inimioara din nou. Si daca nu intelegeti la ce ma refer cu rozul cititi aici &lt;a href="http://www.pink-mania.info/"&gt;www.pink-mania.info&lt;/a&gt; . Nu-mi place ca cineva sa-mi zguduie iar universul de poveste, cel roz in care multi au intrat si putini au si ramas. Si daca nu iubesti, dute iar la ea si pup-o pe ea si atinge-o pe ea si strange-o in brate cat poti tu de tare. Iar daca ai iubit, da-ti 2 palme si apoi dezgroapa putin trecutul. Si DA soare, ai reusit sa intri acolo. Nu ma intreba ce coltisor ai gasit, ce portita ascunsa dar ideea e ca nu mai vrei sa iesi! :O Si crede-ma ca, de o perioada buna, usa era blindata si legata cu lanturi. Pentru ce? Ca sa nu mai intre unul ca tine!&lt;br /&gt;Dar tot raul e spre bine. Nu? Am inceput sa ador sa citesc bloguri iar daca tu spui ca pierd noptile, eu iti spun ca ma distrez copios. Si am si pe cineva langa sufletelul meu. Dar stai linistit honey, nu e un el. E o ea, iar pe "ea" o iubesc din tot sufletelul. Si stii de ce? Pentru ca ea a adus si pansamentul pentru rana provocata de tine. Ea nu mi-a spus doar "Nu merita" sau "Ti-am zis eu". Ea a fost acolo cand tu nu ai mai fost. Ea n-a ras cand eu am plans. Tu UNDEEEEEEE ai fost? Ahh da... tu stateai cu burta la soare in timp ce eu stateam cu fatza-n perna. &lt;br /&gt;Stai asa sa recalculam. Daca ai disparut din peisaj de ce ma faci sa am de-a face vesnic cu "+/-"? De ce?? De ce cand viata incepe sa-si ia cursul normal, cand topai si eu prin camera de nebuna facand zumba, cand am puterea sa rad desi cineva acolo inauntru inca plange, cand ajung sa spun "M-am resemnat." si incepe perioada de "Acum... te uit." TU HOTARASTI SA APARI IAR?? Nu ma duce capul. Oi fi prea blonda. Nu mai vad alte posibile raspunsuri... De ce cand totul e roz (rozul acela fuchsia plin de optimism) tu apari iar sa strici armonia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFdev0pi9LI/AAAAAAAAAgc/H3nwQJWIK4M/s1600/hd,wallpaper,love,pills-1c4a3187ff6b3f116b2353b1e2d31094_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFdev0pi9LI/AAAAAAAAAgc/H3nwQJWIK4M/s320/hd,wallpaper,love,pills-1c4a3187ff6b3f116b2353b1e2d31094_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Si inca mai port C-ul ala la gat! Care culmea... in loc sa-mi aminteasca de mine, imi aminteste de tine! Problema e ca mie chiar imi place numele de "Cristina" si nici pt inca 10 blonzi cu ochi albastri nu l-as schimba. Sa ti-l schimbi tu!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Continuam... Dar tu chiar nu ai limita frate!!! Adica, eu inteleg una si buna. S-o terminat inainte sa inceapa, dar nu mai incepe pentru ca se va termina urat. Pt ca ochii astia verzi de cateva zile nu mai lacrimeaza si stii de ce? Pt ca nu schimb nimic cu asta. Nici macar de nervi nu scap. Pur si simplu imi fac rau mie. Si daca tu faci asta deja, sa mai abuzez si eu?? Nu se poate asa ceva. Nu se mai poate! &lt;br /&gt;In vis iti spun asa: "Pupa-ma (pe frunte) cum nu ai facut-o cu nici una, strange-ma in brate cat poti tu de tare si apoi nu-mi mai da drumul iar in final iubeste-ma pana la cer si inapoi." In realitate suna altfel: " Pleaca si nu te mai intoarce, nu mai privi inapoi ci doar inainte si uita-ma ca doar asa poti evita regretele." Si chiar crezi ca-mi vor lipsi minciunile? ca esti singurul care poate inventa atatea dume? ca ai vindecat un rau cu unul si mai mare? &lt;br /&gt;Si daca te-ai saturat sa asculti atatea reprosuri, te invit sa iesi! Iesi de pe blog! Iesi de pe mess! (noroc ca-ti pica netul atat de des &amp;gt;:) Sterge-mi numarul! si mai presus de toate... dispari din viata mea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFdZbuVDtfI/AAAAAAAAAgM/uz3jUzxwspk/s1600/hearts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFdZbuVDtfI/AAAAAAAAAgM/uz3jUzxwspk/s200/hearts.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iar daca ma iubesti, stii unde ma gasesti. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Mie chiar imi place sa pierd noptile pe net scriind pe blog si vorbind cu "Ea" si uitand de tine. Si eu chiar sunt plecata in vacanta! Am lasat inima in pat langa ursulet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFdZJFDD3CI/AAAAAAAAAgE/a8DnFVlo1io/s1600/ursulica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFdZJFDD3CI/AAAAAAAAAgE/a8DnFVlo1io/s200/ursulica.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si acum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CttF4YjBraI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CttF4YjBraI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-6633404892153177900?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/6633404892153177900/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/noptile-mele.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6633404892153177900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/6633404892153177900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/noptile-mele.html' title='Noptile mele'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFdaR6fIarI/AAAAAAAAAgU/LZjXShzCy8Q/s72-c/girly,photos,love,child-b1e0cb15faad6db5c9bb92061cd75f74_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4522176529926863750</id><published>2010-08-01T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T05:42:28.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intrebari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFa9JdlpFOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/knY5a1bWw_k/s1600/i_miss_you_by_alephunky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFa9JdlpFOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/knY5a1bWw_k/s200/i_miss_you_by_alephunky.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1. Ce faci?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;astept...&lt;br /&gt;2. Ce vezi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ceva departe, in afara camerei si orasului&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;3. Ce asculţi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;Camuflaj feat Anda Dumitriu - In jurul lumii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;4. Ce auzi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Si am alergat sa-nvat sa iubesc... si alerg in jurul lumii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;5. Ce   miroşi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Piersicuta&lt;br /&gt;6. Ce simţi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;durere de capusor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;7. Ce citeşti?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;intrebarea :-??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;8. Ce te sperie?&lt;br /&gt;sa dezgrop trecutul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;9. Ce te bucură ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ca am vorbit cu Lavi :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;10. Ce te priveşte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ingerasul pazitor&lt;br /&gt;11. Ce eşti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;o fetita care vrea sa uite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Cum eşti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;foarte credula (Cand esti bun, esti luat de prost.)&lt;br /&gt;13. Cu cine eşti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;cu ursuletul de plush&lt;br /&gt;14. Ce titlu  ai da?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;"Voi uita"&lt;br /&gt;15. Cum te simţi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nesigura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ce  crezi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ca fara mine... iti va fi mai bine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;17. Cand nu eşti tu,  cine eşti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;bebe'Roz&lt;br /&gt;18.  Ce visezi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Nu mai cred in vise. Ei le-au spulberat.&lt;br /&gt;19. Când spui NU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;cand sunt mintita&lt;br /&gt;20. Ce cauţi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;respect&lt;br /&gt;21. Ce guşti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;capsuni dar nu acum.dimineata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;22. Ce vezi în oglinda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;doi ochi verzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;23. Unde fugi?&lt;br /&gt;la Grani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;24. Ce este  important?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am hotzomanit aceasta leapsa de la &lt;a href="http://misshappysconfessions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ralu &lt;/a&gt;:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;va las sa ghiciti ce urmeaza...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ssJmj1tsSq8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ssJmj1tsSq8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4522176529926863750?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4522176529926863750/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/intrebari.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4522176529926863750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4522176529926863750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/08/intrebari.html' title='Intrebari'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFa9JdlpFOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/knY5a1bWw_k/s72-c/i_miss_you_by_alephunky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-8126519926112053918</id><published>2010-07-31T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T19:26:54.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Azi sunt fericita</title><content type='html'>A inceput undeva pe la ora 7:00 dimineata cand din lipsa somnului am avut tot felul de activitati de la blogareala pana la fotografii si papica. Si nu e cine stie ce mancare dar cremwurstii cu mustar si ceaiul de fragute mi-au amintit de micul dejun de la Vila Fara (Costinesti). Si ma gandeam ca... uneori e bine sa mai tii cont si de sfaturi si daca buni mi-l baga pe gat de cate ori are ocazia, ma gandeam ca astazi este timpul sa o mai si ascult. Si ca sa vezi... ceaiul chiar a fost fooooarte bun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFTNjcqcIxI/AAAAAAAAAfk/UiKOcK5rtdk/s1600/SAM_4265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFTNjcqcIxI/AAAAAAAAAfk/UiKOcK5rtdk/s320/SAM_4265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fericirea mi-a fost suplimentata substantial de catre urmatoarea melodie, fapt pentru care tin sa-i multumesc &lt;a href="http://vitaminizata.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vitaminizatei&lt;/a&gt; ! :) Cam asta am ascultat toata ziua. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fCKmbbsJscc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fCKmbbsJscc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa completam meniul adaugam o Pizza 5 colturi dupa care tanjeam de mult si seara un bol cu capsuni de la Simand. Si cum nu exista padure fara uscaturi si zi in care sa nu apara o persoana care sa aiba intentii obscure de a mi-o strica, evident ca a aparut. Ideea e ca, frate! daca nu ma suporti, nu ma mai pupa in fund pt ca eu chiar pot sa traiesc si fara asa ceva. Partea buna e ca am invatat sa-mi controlez nervii, mai exact sa nu ajung iar sa mananc ca o disperata ci sa-i indrept catre ceva mai productiv. Si daca tot vreau sa slabesc, sa fie zumba! sau "Let's zumba baby!" Asa ca dupa 40 de minute intense de zumba mi-am revenit miraculos. Si daca ador sa zambesc, acum o fac din toata inima. Iar pt tine, am rezervata o galeata. Da! Am spus galeata pe care ti-o voi darui cand ajung la kilogramele dorite ca sa ti-o pui in cap, asta in caz ca bubuie prostia.&lt;br /&gt;Ascult inca o data "Camuflaj feat Anda Dumitriu - In jurul lumii" si apoi fuga fuga in patut.&lt;br /&gt;Sa aveti cea mai frumoasa noapte si o zi mai frumoasa decat noaptea! Va doresc o duminica placuta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-8126519926112053918?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/8126519926112053918/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/azi-sunt-fericita.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8126519926112053918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8126519926112053918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/azi-sunt-fericita.html' title='Azi sunt fericita'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFTNjcqcIxI/AAAAAAAAAfk/UiKOcK5rtdk/s72-c/SAM_4265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-8271999506325273461</id><published>2010-07-30T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T18:55:42.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te iubesc</title><content type='html'>Chiar daca cineva mi-a spus sa nu mai scriu pe blog noaptea motivand lipsa de sens a unor fraze si mancatul de litere, am un fix foarte ciudat cand vorbim despre blog avand in vedere orele la care-mi place sa scriu si, chiar daca a 2-a zi ajung sa recorectez postarea de cateva ori, voi continua sa o fac.&lt;br /&gt;Azi iti voi spune TE IUBESC tie. Si nu cred ca exista o persoana pe lumea asta pe care sa o iubesc mai mult decat pe tine. Si daca ti se spune "Denis pericol public" as zice ca este din cauza faptului ca esti imposibil de "neiubit" lasand micile traznai pe seama varstei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFNn7P1Mc1I/AAAAAAAAAfc/EMA-o6mF8nc/s1600/0147_0147-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFNn7P1Mc1I/AAAAAAAAAfc/EMA-o6mF8nc/s320/0147_0147-2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiar astazi am vazut un copilas in parc purtand un tricou pe care scria "Trouble is my name". Si ma gandeam... (nu am gandit cu voce tare, nu?!?) ca ti s-ar potrivi perfect avand in vedere filmul si desenele. O zici si tu de fapt chiar daca suna ceva de genul "Denis peicol pubic". &lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu cum se face ca la varsta mea am auzit "Te iubesc" spus de multe ori fapt pentru care acum NU il mai folosesc tocmai pentru a-l scoate din banal si cotidian. Acum trebuie sa treaca luni, sa-mi spui cate-n luna si-n stele si sa ajung pana-n nori si sa cobor pe unul asa frumos fara probleme la aterizare ca sa o mai auda cineva din gura mea. Pentru ca, daca aterizarea va fi una urata transform toata iubirea in "Nu meriti nimic." si atunci ganditi-va ce efort a depus bietul/biata degeaba. :)) &lt;br /&gt;Sa revenim la "Te iubesc", mai exact la cel mai frumos "Te iubesc" auzit in viata mea. Da provine de la un tip, dar tipul asta are 4 anisori si acu-s cateva zile m-a strans in brate si mi-a spus "Te iubesc soruta." Ati ghicit. E puiu asta de om care stie ca soruta se mai uita la desene, adica la "Hello Kitty", si nu are nimic impotriva sa ne uitam impreuna. E ingerasul care atunci cand s-a nascut am inceput sa plang, ca tot va spuneam eu ca-s plangacioasa, dar am plans de fericire.&lt;br /&gt;Si daca tu nu meriti, atunci cine? Pe tine te iubesc neconditionat si din toata inimioara si daca se intampla sa-mi raspunzi la sentimente nu pot fi decat FERICITA. Te iubesc Didi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sper ca peste cativa ani blogul nu va fi atat de demodat si vei vedea asta, la fel si contul tau de hi5 de cand te-ai nascut. Cineva te va iubi intotdeauna fapt pentru care am trait s-o aud si pe asta: "soruta". :) Iata si prima melodie pe care ai adormit cand erai bebelus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsOkrxny29s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsOkrxny29s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-8271999506325273461?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/8271999506325273461/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/te-iubesc.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8271999506325273461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8271999506325273461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/te-iubesc.html' title='Te iubesc'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFNn7P1Mc1I/AAAAAAAAAfc/EMA-o6mF8nc/s72-c/0147_0147-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-8496143633605692971</id><published>2010-07-28T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T05:37:52.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFF18XSPwYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/nbeenMa0mkA/s1600/359lq8l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFF18XSPwYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/nbeenMa0mkA/s320/359lq8l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti mai aduci aminte? Mai stii ca am crescut cu melodiile astea? Eu DA. De aceea m-am gandit sa pun in fiecare saptamana cateva pentru ca merita, pentru ca au fost, sunt si vor fi absolut geniale. Ti se par expirate? Te invit sa dai click pe X-ul rosu din coltul drept al monitorului. Iti trezesc aminiri placute? Iti doresc auditie placuta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Sud Est - Amintirile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W8xlzZaQPas&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W8xlzZaQPas&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi - Mi-e dor si doare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMGGtcUeR1Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMGGtcUeR1Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krypton - Iti mai aduci aminte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4Zru8e41ac&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4Zru8e41ac&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parlament - E frumoasa foc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0sa1ZD9YT8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0sa1ZD9YT8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vank - 1000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcC0Xs7SEcg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcC0Xs7SEcg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ghiciti al cui e tatuajul. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-8496143633605692971?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/8496143633605692971/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/sesiunea-1.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8496143633605692971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8496143633605692971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/sesiunea-1.html' title='Week 1'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TFF18XSPwYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/nbeenMa0mkA/s72-c/359lq8l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-213227839741648212</id><published>2010-07-27T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T16:58:39.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testoasa :X</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Special pentru o persoana care iuuubeste testoasele :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TE9rhJ8qDHI/AAAAAAAAAe8/X07y_zXXFB4/s1600/Bora-insule-poze-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TE9rhJ8qDHI/AAAAAAAAAe8/X07y_zXXFB4/s320/Bora-insule-poze-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am să stau o vară-ntreagă&lt;br /&gt;Să fac baie-n Marea Neagră!&lt;br /&gt;Iar la puiul de ţestoasă&lt;br /&gt;Rămas singurel acasă,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;I-am promis din prag de uşă&lt;br /&gt;Că-i aduc în găletuşă&lt;br /&gt;Apă bună de la mare,&lt;br /&gt;Ca să-şi pună în mâncare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar ţestoasa bosumflată&lt;br /&gt;Vrea doar frunze de salată! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;PS: Cred ca iti datorez o ciocolata si jumatate, fortat doua :)) Iti explic eu cum sta treaba. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-213227839741648212?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/213227839741648212/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/testoasa-x.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/213227839741648212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/213227839741648212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/testoasa-x.html' title='Testoasa :X'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TE9rhJ8qDHI/AAAAAAAAAe8/X07y_zXXFB4/s72-c/Bora-insule-poze-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2483903574724054923</id><published>2010-07-27T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T10:29:50.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dematurizarea</title><content type='html'>Ca sa fiu in ton cu ultimele zile ploioase si ca sa le inveselesc putin cu o picatura "roz" va propun urmatoarea melodie de la Voltaj. Nu stiu de ce dar toate, aproape toate, melodiile lor reusesc sa ma binedispuna chiar si in cele mai triste momente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZLh5iZMDSo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZLh5iZMDSo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As vrea sa ma dematurizez,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sa stau in ploaie si sa visez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As vrea sa te dematurizezi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sa vii in ploaie si sa visezi :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TE8Smmsa3YI/AAAAAAAAAe0/OHNWNxhww2s/s1600/dancing-in-the-rain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TE8Smmsa3YI/AAAAAAAAAe0/OHNWNxhww2s/s320/dancing-in-the-rain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-2483903574724054923?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2483903574724054923/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/dematurizarea.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2483903574724054923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2483903574724054923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/dematurizarea.html' title='Dematurizarea'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TE8Smmsa3YI/AAAAAAAAAe0/OHNWNxhww2s/s72-c/dancing-in-the-rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-705422567607417347</id><published>2010-07-25T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T04:55:24.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deci... cum??</title><content type='html'>Dupa ce am vizionat jumatate din filmul "Crush" ma incearca tot felul de sentimente. Asa ca am hotarat sa iau o pauza si sa vin sa-mi expun niste umile pareri referitoare la un subiect controversat, mai ales in ziua de azi. De ce inseala barbatii stim... de ce inseala femeile la fel dar cum se simte celalalt intr-o astfel de situatie?&lt;br /&gt;Multi o vad ca si cea mai mare greseala intr-o relatie. Putini o vad ca si o escapada pentru a compara "marfa" din targ cu cea de acasa.&amp;nbsp; O spun putini pentru ca pana acum eram foarte pornita pe faptul ca este ceva de neiertat. Cineva mi-a spus ca e posibil sa ierti dar aveam pareri foarte diferite referitor la acest subiect in orice caz. L-am auzit si pe Catalin Botezatu vorbind intr-o emisiune si spunand ca... "E bine ca barbatul sa te insele. Astfel te va pretui mai mult." Evident ca reactia mea a fost "Dude, WTF?!?" Pentru mine era un fashion icon, un exemplu demn de urmat pentru multi barbati din Romania pana sa aud cuvintele alea. Acum a ramas doar un fashion icon, restul a pierit asa incet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEzKoR0SVPI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Go4ykzpMEMw/s1600/snapshot20090618174324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEzKoR0SVPI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Go4ykzpMEMw/s320/snapshot20090618174324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! vorbim despre o persoana care da totul pentru celalalt si ce primeste in schimb? O comparatie amarata? Pentru ca si daca nu ar spune-o, suntem femei desi cred ca si la barbati este exact la fel, oricarei persoane i-ar trece prin cam ganduri referitoare la "ce are ea si eu nu?", "cu ce este ea mai buna decat mine?", "daca eu i-am dat totul el de a distrus intregul?". Comparatiile se fac in orice caz si tocmai de aceea nu inteleg de ce este tratata o persoana ca si un obiect. Masina asta are jenti noi deci arata mai bine desi inainte arata tot ca cealalta care are un motor mai mare decat prima care totusi arata mai bine la aspect. Si sufletul? Ah da, si masina are. Este motorul! Gresit. Nu are are doar o inima care o ajuta sa functioneze. Un suflet capabil de sentimente nu are si tocmai de aceea ma intriga raspunsurile gen "Nu a insemnat nimic." Cum frate nu a insemnat nimic din moment ce ai decis sa faci sex cu ea? "A fost doar o data." Si asta-mi place la nebunie. Doar ca celalalt nu pricepe ca "o data" este de ajuns ca pe partea celalata sa inceapa sa fie "niciodata". &lt;br /&gt;"Femeile inseala cu inima. Barbatii cu ..." Va suna cunoscut? cred ca am auzit-o de atatea ori incat in curand va deveni un motto. :)) NU. Amandoi care decid sa faca asta isi pierd inima pentru cateva momente, inima aia care se presupune ca are acolo o particica plina de vorbe frumoase, de sentimente sincere si de iubire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEzKyfx9FrI/AAAAAAAAAec/AGV9HqN-FyI/s1600/beyonce-Broken-Hearted-Girl-Music-Video.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEzKyfx9FrI/AAAAAAAAAec/AGV9HqN-FyI/s320/beyonce-Broken-Hearted-Girl-Music-Video.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am vazut si in film partial perioada aceea de plans necontrolat si as mai adauga eu alte simptome post aflarii adevarului. Stiti sentimentul in care toate par sa cada in capul tau, cand pana si daca privesti pe geam pare ca "plange cerul pt tine"? Si culmea, chiar cand tu esti in acea stare ploua. Pare ca o face intentionat. Sentimentul pe care il ai cand te pui si tu ca tot omul sa vizionezi un film si IAR apar momentele siropoase si tu iar incepi sa plangi, va pare cunoscut? Nu sunt sentimente neaparat pt ca "ai fost inselat/a" ci cele care survin in urma unei despartiri. Ma intreb cum stiu oamenii ca el/ea este acela/aceea cu care vreau sa-si construiasca o viata impreuna avand si unele relatii esuate in trecut. Mi-e frica sa cred ca intr-o zi va trebui s-o descopar pe pielea mea. Slava Domnului ca am doar 19 ani. N-am mai mentionat melodii de "taiat pe vene", prieteni curiosi sau "prieteni" curiosi (pentru ca si aici sunt de 2 feluri, cei care te sustin si cei care se bucura) si tot felul de amintiri care in acel moment cu siguranta oricine si-ar dori sa dispara. Va dati seama daca aceasta despartire vine in urma unei "inselari"? Sper ca ati realizat ca se ridica la puterea a 10-a toata treaba despre care am vorbit mai sus. Unii reusesc sa se ridice, altii sufera saptamani, luni, ani iar altii... eh uite despre aceia nu vreau sa vorbesc. Si ca sa stiti la ce ma refer, am auzit chiar azi doi tineri certandu-se in fata blocului si ea ii spunea "Dar puiu, eu fara tine ma omor." Nu acceptam astfel de deznodamanturi, clar?&lt;br /&gt;Ce se intampla cand trece tornada? Daca ar matura si sentimentele o data cu ea ar fi perfect, nu? Din pacate nu o face. Unii se impaca (desi doar ei stiu ce e in sufletul lor) poate pentru ca iubirea invinge totul. Vreau sa cred in ceea ce m-au invatat basmele, ca binele invinge raul intotdeauna raul. Altii se despart si rup legatura definitiv cu riscul de a duce in spate o perioada destul de lunga sentimentul acut de "Mi-e dor de tine."&amp;nbsp; pe care evident orgoliul nu-i va lasa niciodata sa-l pronunte. &lt;br /&gt;Nu exista remediu pentru aceasta "boala de inima" pentru ca fiecare reactioneaza diferit. Doar persoana in cauza stie ce-l/o va face sa uite cat mai repede, ce activitati practica care ar putea sa-l/s-o faca sa-si ocupe gandurile cu ceva mai putin distructiv sau ce compromisuri este dispus/a sa faca inainte de a pleca iar la drum.&lt;br /&gt;Voi cum ati reactiona intr-o astfel de situatie?&lt;br /&gt;Va las sa meditati. Pana atunci vizionati IAR... e prea frumos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6v8bSHlZIyU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6v8bSHlZIyU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-705422567607417347?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/705422567607417347/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/durere-exprimata.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/705422567607417347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/705422567607417347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/durere-exprimata.html' title='Deci... cum??'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEzKoR0SVPI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Go4ykzpMEMw/s72-c/snapshot20090618174324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-3135389441424279457</id><published>2010-07-25T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T19:44:10.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marea!</title><content type='html'>Si ploua ploua peste straduta mea. Ador sentimentul de a asculta ploaia din patut, dar si mai mult ador sa stau in casa ferita de furia naturii (nu suport sa ma ploua) si sa-i vad pe altii cum fug sa se adaposteasa sub balcoanele de la blocuri. :)) Desi, daca dau cateva pagini inapoi, imi amintesc cu placere de o seara frumoasa in care m-am intors acasa fugind prin ploaie. Si lasati-ma sa va explic: sentimentul se incardeaza perfect la categoria "micile placeri ale vietii" si este o exprimare mai mult decat directa a libertatii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuWJKjl3qI/AAAAAAAAAeM/U6cQfOO9sHM/s1600/kiss-in-the-rain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuWJKjl3qI/AAAAAAAAAeM/U6cQfOO9sHM/s320/kiss-in-the-rain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cum mi-am pierdut inspiratia si sunt oarecum melancolica, ploaia fiind vinovata desigur, voi prelua leapsa lui &lt;a href="http://thenotebook.ro/"&gt;Bogdan&lt;/a&gt; si voi scrie despre un loc unde fericirea mea atinge punctul culminant, unde pot zambi din toata inima si plange cu toata fiinta mea, despre mare. Si stati asa... ca fara fotografii nu am cum sa va explic despre ce sentimente profunde vorbesc eu aici, asa ca merg sa caut cd-urile.&lt;br /&gt;Incepea in 2007, dupa cum scrie si pe cd.&lt;br /&gt;Si uaiaiaiai ce dor nebun de mare m-o apucat acum. Nu pot sa-l descriu in cuvinte. M-am gandit sa pun maxim 2 poze din fiecare anisor pt ca alfel va "pusca" blogul :)) Sunt 6 cd-uri.&lt;br /&gt;In primul anisor la mare am facut descoperiri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEtt4JuGlvI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9mEBg4NxHLM/s1600/25082007%28006%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEtt4JuGlvI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9mEBg4NxHLM/s320/25082007%28006%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Era un tatuaj temporar cu Hello Kitty. Va dati seama ce fericita eram...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEtvC6xMXLI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ApoTmSG5WHI/s1600/25082007%28014%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEtvC6xMXLI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ApoTmSG5WHI/s320/25082007%28014%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si aici a inceput povestea in care o fetita din celalalt "colt de tara" s-a indragostit de mare. Nu, nu e deloc ca si cele din alte tari dar e a noastra si nu o dau pe nici o alta mare sau alta tara. Sunt romanca si ma mandresc cu asta si cine are ceva de comentat referitor la Marea Neagra ii poftesc la vecinii Bulgari si sa inchida gura. Pentru mine e superba!&lt;br /&gt;Anul 2008 a fost cel mai frumos pt k eram mai slabuta :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuSd4TNz5I/AAAAAAAAAds/D6aHquw8uJE/s1600/IMG_0154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuSd4TNz5I/AAAAAAAAAds/D6aHquw8uJE/s320/IMG_0154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Si da, am o problema mare cu kilogramele pacii dar macar fac ceva in privinta asta, pe langa faptul ca ma plang. :D Tot atunci...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuSwKaAPwI/AAAAAAAAAd0/XvFqZQxMmZ8/s1600/IMG_0264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuSwKaAPwI/AAAAAAAAAd0/XvFqZQxMmZ8/s320/IMG_0264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Am&amp;nbsp; de mers pt prima data cu telegondola. Stiti toate versurile cu tintitul tot mai sus, privitul de sus, etc? Ehh uite unde e senzatia data de ele, deasupra statiunii Mamaia. Trebuie totusi sa mentionez ca prin mare inteleg prima iubire, adica Costinesti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anul 2009 si aparent ultimul pentru ca anul acesta nu cred ca voi ajunge acolo... a fost cel in care am umblat cel mai mult, de la Costinesti la Mamaia si apoi la Vama Veche. A ramas si va ramane in sufletul meu mereu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuT4iBEwAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/oFRvZD99P-I/s1600/IMG_0159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuT4iBEwAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/oFRvZD99P-I/s320/IMG_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mega Dicoteca Tineretului si Dj Fabio Da Lera :x:X:x Stiti care este al doilea lucru la care ma gandesc cand spun mare? Ei bine dupa mirificele valuri este ea, Mega Dicoteca Tineretului!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuUn-whxoI/AAAAAAAAAeE/0rX72k0oR9I/s1600/IMG_0087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuUn-whxoI/AAAAAAAAAeE/0rX72k0oR9I/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Era la Vama Veche... Stiti ce zice o melodie? "In the end it was you" Nu stiu unde este capatul, stiu doar ca el mi-a fost alaturi in fiecare din cei 3 anisori si pt asta ii multumesc, o fac in calitate de prietena excluzand relatia pe care am avut-o pentru ca pt a putea avea o relatie cu cineva trebuie sa-i fii in primul rand prieten, nu-i asa? Intr-un an am lesinat (scz n-am vrut), in altul am avut feeebra foarte mare dar mi-a fost intotdeauna alaturi si important este ca nimic nu a reusit sa-mi strice vacanta la mare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunt o indragostita declarata de acel loc din Romania si nu am nici o retinere cand o spun. Iubesc marea! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-3135389441424279457?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/3135389441424279457/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/si-ploua-ploua-peste-straduta-mea.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3135389441424279457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3135389441424279457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/si-ploua-ploua-peste-straduta-mea.html' title='Marea!'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEuWJKjl3qI/AAAAAAAAAeM/U6cQfOO9sHM/s72-c/kiss-in-the-rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-581394493022695209</id><published>2010-07-22T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:29:11.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Micile placeri ale vietii</title><content type='html'>In mini sesiunea de pofte din seara asta mi-a venit ideea de a realiza un top cu ceea ce numesc eu "Micile placeri ale vietii". Dupa lungi dezbateri am cazut de acord ascupra unui aspect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Locul 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; il ocupa fara nici un dubiu capsunile cu ciocolata, ciocolata de la fantana. Mallul de la Timi imi aduce amintiri placute precum si majoratul lui Angie. Yummy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEicTleuwFI/AAAAAAAAAcM/KBZM_ozho58/s1600/fountain3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEicTleuwFI/AAAAAAAAAcM/KBZM_ozho58/s320/fountain3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;locul 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; se plaseaza sunetul valurilor seara cand plaja este aproape pustie :X Ce poate fi mai frumos? Ehh... se poate dak ai persoana iubita langa tine. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEick93cGWI/AAAAAAAAAcU/rUrXBTSgEww/s1600/5irvklr5.bmp.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEick93cGWI/AAAAAAAAAcU/rUrXBTSgEww/s320/5irvklr5.bmp.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt;Locul 3&lt;/b&gt; este ocupat de sentimentul pe care il am atunci cand ma strange cineva drag in brate, dar sa fie pe neasteptate. Nimic nu poate fi mai frumos. Denis si Atty sunt raspunzatori de asa ceva. Wanna join? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEidJhGtEdI/AAAAAAAAAcc/47W1IHSI_Mg/s1600/warmhug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEidJhGtEdI/AAAAAAAAAcc/47W1IHSI_Mg/s320/warmhug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; locul 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; se situeaza fotografiile. Sa fac mai putin, sa mi se faca mai mult. :)) A venit undeva in clasa a 10-a, cred ca Bia este inculpata, si s-a accentuat grav de-a lungul anilor. Stiti expresia "make love to the camera"? :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEifiA3UFpI/AAAAAAAAAck/S9nMHUwQfcI/s1600/fotografie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEifiA3UFpI/AAAAAAAAAck/S9nMHUwQfcI/s320/fotografie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Locul 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, datorita faptului ca este ocupat de cifra mea preferata este ocupat de ceva special. Am patit-o si vreau sa o mai patesc si le consider momente unice in viata. Ma refer la surprizele care apar in cele mai neasteptate momente. NU, nu ma refer la cele materiale (desi aici ma atrag florile si kitty de plush) ci de exemplu la aparitia cuiva cineva drag, un mesaj frumos, o petrecere surpriza etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEiuwJ9Zn9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/I37AP5Mvsgw/s1600/surprise-party.s600x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEiuwJ9Zn9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/I37AP5Mvsgw/s320/surprise-party.s600x600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pe&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; locul 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; se pozitioneaza succesele in ceea ce priveste examenele, chiar ma aduc in culmea fericirii. Imi place sa mi se aprecieze efortul intotdeauna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEivFpIvQwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/670K6mebfPc/s1600/happy-success.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEivFpIvQwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/670K6mebfPc/s320/happy-success.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Locul 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, care ii corespunde si numarului meu din catalog din liceu trebuie sa fie legat de amintiri. Nu voi uita niciodata amintirile din anii de liceu, iesirile, excursiile, nazbatiile si tot ceea ce aduce un plus bagajului meu de amintiri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEixNVJqlkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/9W0VDfzxarU/s1600/procter___gamble_lanseaza_campania____sansa_la_viata__sansa_la_noi_amintiri____3775ecd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEixNVJqlkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/9W0VDfzxarU/s320/procter___gamble_lanseaza_campania____sansa_la_viata__sansa_la_noi_amintiri____3775ecd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;locul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cu numarul &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; voi plasa shoppingul. Hey! sunt fata :D Am si eu dreptul la asa ceva. Si nu stiu de ce dar ador sa cumpar cadouri. Deci pe locul cu numarul 8 se situeaza in special shoppingul de inainte de sarbatorile de iarna. (foarte foarte speciale pentru ca atunci este si ziua mea :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEixv0wsc1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/q6KkaurY1xM/s1600/53117612.ChristmasShopping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEixv0wsc1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/q6KkaurY1xM/s320/53117612.ChristmasShopping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Locul 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; este strict rezervat pasiunilor mele, culorii ROZ, lui titi mica aka Hello Kitty, desenului, dansului, plimbarilor, excursiilor si tuturor celor care aduc un strop de fericire in viata mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEiz3EFEu6I/AAAAAAAAAdM/LP67eUt6408/s1600/desen.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEiz3EFEu6I/AAAAAAAAAdM/LP67eUt6408/s320/desen.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimul loc, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;locul 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; le este rezervat prietenilor si iubitilor. Poate si din cauza ultimelor dezamagiri in materie de "prietenie sau iubire adevarata" sau poate datorita faptului ca nu vreau sa mai dau atata importanta unor persoane care mai devreme sau mai tarziu vor face ceva care sa ma dezamageasca. Problema nu sta in asta, nimeni nu este perfect, incepand cu mine ci ideea ca dezamagirea o probeaza de atatea ori incat ajung intr-un stadiu in care ura imi defineste atractia fata de ei. :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEi1A-4V46I/AAAAAAAAAdU/dj9KzPMOjB4/s1600/People_Friends__entertainment__recreation_Relax_on_the_sea_beach_013033_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEi1A-4V46I/AAAAAAAAAdU/dj9KzPMOjB4/s320/People_Friends__entertainment__recreation_Relax_on_the_sea_beach_013033_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va astept cu topurile voastre &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt; Arunc leapsa catre &lt;a href="http://thenotebook.ro/"&gt;Bogdan&lt;/a&gt; si alti doritori/doritoare. :) Postati un link dak ati acceptat-o. Kisses! :*:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-581394493022695209?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/581394493022695209/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/micile-placeri-ale-vietii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/581394493022695209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/581394493022695209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/micile-placeri-ale-vietii.html' title='Micile placeri ale vietii'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEicTleuwFI/AAAAAAAAAcM/KBZM_ozho58/s72-c/fountain3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2734090844727683674</id><published>2010-07-20T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T18:21:05.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu am o viata roz si...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SQ_HhCsnFm4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SQ_HhCsnFm4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember? :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu am o viata roz si vreau un baiat gata sa ma iubeasca&lt;br /&gt;N`am nevoie de un golan care sa ma dezamageasca! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEZLefCoxMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0IeeUki-ai0/s1600/SAM_3857-1gp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEZLefCoxMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0IeeUki-ai0/s320/SAM_3857-1gp2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-2734090844727683674?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2734090844727683674/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-am-o-viata-roz-si.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2734090844727683674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2734090844727683674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-am-o-viata-roz-si.html' title='Eu am o viata roz si...'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEZLefCoxMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/0IeeUki-ai0/s72-c/SAM_3857-1gp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4434780897536742976</id><published>2010-07-20T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:35:07.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimism? De unde?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEX6Vi4W-tI/AAAAAAAAAbc/a2i5boPMtP0/s1600/6652122-md.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEX6Vi4W-tI/AAAAAAAAAbc/a2i5boPMtP0/s400/6652122-md.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cand moare si vara din noi si ne ploua cu frunze de singuratate, crezi ca mai exista cineva pe lumea asta care sa mai creada in iubirea totala, in doua suflete care nu sunt intregi fara celalat? Cand relatiile seamana din ce in ce mai mult cu niste contracte financiare si nimic nu mai e pur, cand ne mintim pe noi insine aproape la fel de mult cum ii mintim pe cei din jur, mai crede cineva ca poti sa iubesti cu adevarat o zi si sa mori a doua zi fericit? Cand toata increderea in oameni si in dragoste a murit in noi putin cate putin cu fiecare om pe care l-am iubit si care nu va sti niciodata ca a omorat o bucatica din noi cand a plecat, mai spera cineva ca data viitoare va fi mai bine? Daca da, as vrea sa-l cunosc si eu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4434780897536742976?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4434780897536742976/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/optimism-de-unde.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4434780897536742976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4434780897536742976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/optimism-de-unde.html' title='Optimism? De unde?'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEX6Vi4W-tI/AAAAAAAAAbc/a2i5boPMtP0/s72-c/6652122-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-3862026349129235097</id><published>2010-07-19T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:11:42.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa se faca ROZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si daca e bebe Roz, sa fie ROZ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TES51jEm_DI/AAAAAAAAAa8/KGw6HlbJyJ4/s1600/SAM_3857-1gp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TES51jEm_DI/AAAAAAAAAa8/KGw6HlbJyJ4/s320/SAM_3857-1gp2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am hotarat (cu un pic mai mult ajutor) sa abuzez de roz-ul din viata mea. Si daca e roz, e soare. Si daca e soare, zambesc. Si daca zambesc, sunt fericita. Si daca sunt fericita, tzopai. Si daca tzopai, trezesc vecinii. Si daca trezesc vecinii, ei bine... ma voi razbuna pentru orele in care dadeau manelele la maxim cand eu eram in sesiune! Huhu :))&lt;br /&gt;Astazi horoscopul imi zicea sa nu caut un motiv pentru care sunt fericita, ci pur si simplu sa ma bucur de sentiment. Nu stiu cum, dar cred ca e prima data cand se intampla sa mi se potriveasca. Ei bine... SA ZICEM ca ar fi unele persoane care au contribuit substantial la starea mea euforica si NU, nu am consumat nici o picatura de alcool. Sunt doar fericita! :) Si pentru asta va multumesc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-3862026349129235097?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/3862026349129235097/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/sa-se-faca-roz.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3862026349129235097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/3862026349129235097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/sa-se-faca-roz.html' title='Sa se faca ROZ'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TES51jEm_DI/AAAAAAAAAa8/KGw6HlbJyJ4/s72-c/SAM_3857-1gp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2621580015105363445</id><published>2010-07-18T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T04:47:07.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuno claro aparata 3 penaltyuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cfr'/><title type='text'>Supercupa la Cluj :)</title><content type='html'>Weee :D Supercupa Romaniei 2010 s-a decis la penaltyuri dupa scorul de 2-2. Dupa o ratare a celor de la Unirea Urziceni si 3 penaltyuri aparate de catre NUNO CLARO am aflat ca.... Supercupa merge pentru a 2-a oara consecutiv la Cluj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TENju6NlBqI/AAAAAAAAAak/xOtFWquZVI8/s1600/852-163046-superin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TENju6NlBqI/AAAAAAAAAak/xOtFWquZVI8/s320/852-163046-superin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si DAAAAAA CFR este Supercampioana Romaniei 2010! Hip Hip Uraaa :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEQ7JJqm_vI/AAAAAAAAAa0/RjCNmPEn4l0/s1600/stiri356_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEQ7JJqm_vI/AAAAAAAAAa0/RjCNmPEn4l0/s400/stiri356_1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-2621580015105363445?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2621580015105363445/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/supercupa-la-cluj.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2621580015105363445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2621580015105363445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/supercupa-la-cluj.html' title='Supercupa la Cluj :)'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TENju6NlBqI/AAAAAAAAAak/xOtFWquZVI8/s72-c/852-163046-superin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4440754144954759136</id><published>2010-07-17T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T17:26:46.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltaj la Arad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weeeee :X Azi am avut una dintre cele mai frumoase zile!!! :x Azi nu mai sunt doar Cristina, sunt binedispusa Cristina, vesela Cristina, fericita Cristina :))&lt;/div&gt;Multumim Voltaj pentru ca ati facut 1000 km de la Costinesti :x si drum bun la toti atatia inapoi! Si daca tot ne legam de valori, am pierdut una (Madalina Manole) si vom mai pierde (k deh, suntem romani) pana vom deschide odata ochii. Mare mi-a fost mirarea cand am vazut ca aici nu era nici pe jumatate lume ca si la concertele lui Connect-r. Pliiin de copii si ici colo cativa oameni maturi, ceva fani rataciti. Nu ma intelegi gresit, sunt chiar fana Connect-r dar baietii astia chiar fac muzica, chiar au cantat vreo 12 melodii nu 4, maxim 5 ca si cel mai sus mentionat, Dan Balan si altii aparuti ca ciupercile dupa ploaie. Nu mai trebuie sa mentionez ca se canta LIVE si sunt si foarte de treaba, nu? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEJKGBcS2RI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O_BkM786AiE/s1600/SAM_3913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEJKGBcS2RI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O_BkM786AiE/s320/SAM_3913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va prezint melodiile mele preferate la ora actuala :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ypa4aVlFDGA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ypa4aVlFDGA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PMgsKW-jMt4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PMgsKW-jMt4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEJKODsABwI/AAAAAAAAAaY/dEdzQnSQCUA/s1600/IMG_0083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEJKODsABwI/AAAAAAAAAaY/dEdzQnSQCUA/s320/IMG_0083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am incheiat seara cum nu se poate mai frumos, adica plimbarica luuuunga de la Armonia la Real si apoi pana la padure. S-au dus si gandurile negre, au disparut si "oamenii de nimic" si acum e liniste si pace, la fel cum este dupa o maaaare furtuna. Si ma simt atata de bine... :)&lt;br /&gt;PS: Pentru amatori (se simt ei) "Sunt cuvinte care sunt rostite din inima ...dar pentru a le intelege iti trebuie sa ai suflet.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4440754144954759136?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4440754144954759136/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/voltaj-la-arad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4440754144954759136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4440754144954759136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/voltaj-la-arad.html' title='Voltaj la Arad'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEJKGBcS2RI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/O_BkM786AiE/s72-c/SAM_3913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-8387653844942670429</id><published>2010-07-16T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T15:31:00.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prietenia</title><content type='html'>Si daca asta nu este prietenie, atunci care e? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5kl2t2sEig&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5kl2t2sEig&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu cand ai facut asta pt mine ca sa te poti numi prietena mea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-8387653844942670429?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/8387653844942670429/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/prietenia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8387653844942670429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/8387653844942670429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/prietenia.html' title='Prietenia'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-2943709186541257801</id><published>2010-07-15T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:04:55.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zambetul...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sincer nu stiu de ce trebuie sa moara un om ca sa ajung sa realizez si sa pretuiesc ce am langa mine. Dar cert este ca da, se intampla. Moartea Madalinei Manole m-a marcat oarecum dar m-a ajutat (imi pare rau ca zic asta) sa realizez urmatoarele... &lt;br /&gt;"Nu pot sa cred ca mi-a facut asta. Il urasc." "Dar era... era prietenul meu." "Cat am luaaaaaaat? De ce e asa mica nota?" " M-ai inselat? Si o spui atat de senin?" "Am pierdut episodul de la telenovela." "M-ai mintit..." Astazi toate par nimicuri in fata dusmanului nemilos, moartea. Ea nu ofera dreptul la replica, ea nu iarta, nu are nici orgoliu ci este ceva definitiv, finalul drumului prin viata. Si atunci, eu de ce as plange? Pentru ca el/ea nu merita? Pentru ca nu le pasa? Si de ce sa plang cand pot sa rad? De ce as fi trista si nu vesela? De ce sa nu trag perdeaua cu nori pentru a lasa soarele sa intre in sufletelul meu? De ce sa nu zambesc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TD-P1Fn5bnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/QV3ZmXoKt24/s1600/SAM_3857-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TD-P1Fn5bnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/QV3ZmXoKt24/s320/SAM_3857-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce sa nu fiu iar bebe Roz pe care o stiau toti asa? Pentru ca un "el" a incurcat oalele? Penru ca o "ea" nu ma suporta? Pentru ca niste "ei" nu au altceva mai bun de facut decat sa barfeasca? Nici o sansa. Sunt mai vesela decat in momentele de fericire maxima(pentru ca deh... am avut si de-alea). Mi-a crescut dramatic increderea in mine.&lt;br /&gt;Si ghici ce? De data asta te va costa de 10x mai scump sa ma ai langa tine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TD-S3YYr-oI/AAAAAAAAAZw/BOcmahWdRO4/s1600/SAM_3876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TD-S3YYr-oI/AAAAAAAAAZw/BOcmahWdRO4/s320/SAM_3876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-2943709186541257801?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/2943709186541257801/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/veselia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2943709186541257801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/2943709186541257801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/veselia.html' title='Zambetul...'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TD-P1Fn5bnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/QV3ZmXoKt24/s72-c/SAM_3857-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4881075655250432322</id><published>2010-07-15T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T04:51:33.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S-a stins o stea.</title><content type='html'>"M-am recompus sufleteste si merg mai departe, pretuind cu toata fiinta mea tot ceea ce am primit si primesc de la viata! Restul... e miscare de rezistenta!"&amp;nbsp; Asta declara "Fata cu parul de foc" nu cu mult timp in urma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TD7pb92VpFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/3LTilI3qn2E/s1600/mare_img_7327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TD7pb92VpFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/3LTilI3qn2E/s320/mare_img_7327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fara prea multe explicatii, Madalina Manole a decis ieri dimineata sa-si puna capat vietii ingerand substante toxice, singura explicatie pe care a dat-o fiind un mesaj pe care l-a salvat pe telefonul mobil.&lt;br /&gt;"Nimeni nu are vreo vina, toti ma iubiti enorm si ati facut totul pentru mine motivul este acesta: nu mai pot suporta FIZIC vorbind sunt defecta, un rebut, asa am fost mereu, dar acum de abia realizez cu adevarat. Te iubesc Puiucul meu" incheiand prin a-si lua ramas bun de la cei dragi printre care si de la ingerasul ei, Petru. "Imi iubesc ingerasul, dar trebuie sa-mi iau adio. Imi pare rau."&lt;br /&gt;Artista a decis sa-si incheie socotelile cu viata chiar de ziua ei. Ar fi implinit 43 de ani si 30 de muzica. A lasat in urma un copilas de un anisor, un sot care o adora, o familie&amp;nbsp; profund marcata si mii de fani.&lt;br /&gt;Artistii care i-au fost colegi sau chiar si cei care au cunoscut-o doar ca si colega de scena sunt profund marcati. Paradoxul face ca trio-ul magic format din Mihaela Runceanu (profesoara si prietena sa), Laura Stoica (prietena sa) si Madalina Manole a continuat sa existe doar in cealalta lume. &lt;br /&gt;"N-are nimeni dreptul sa judece pentru ca nimeni n-a stiut ce e in sufletul ei." declara Anca Turcasiu.&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi, pare ca in astfel de momente micile neajunsuri, suparari, certuri, despartiri sunt nimicuri in fata unui dusman atat de puternic precum moartea. Ea nu ofera dreptul la replica. Ea nu iarta. Se pare ca depresia va fi cea care va curma vieti in viitor si, culmea, cancerul va avea remediu.&lt;br /&gt;Recunosc, nu i-am fost mare fana dar am crescut cu muzica ei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://ivm.inin.ro/js/embed.js?id=elpbVSsZhl4&amp;amp;width=480&amp;amp;height=380&amp;amp;autoplay=0" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEBHutmRNtI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/plcDRJe4b8E/s1600/60434379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TEBHutmRNtI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/plcDRJe4b8E/s400/60434379.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dumnezeu sa te ierte si sa te odihneasca in pace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4881075655250432322?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4881075655250432322/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/s-stins-o-stea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4881075655250432322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4881075655250432322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/s-stins-o-stea.html' title='S-a stins o stea.'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TD7pb92VpFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/3LTilI3qn2E/s72-c/mare_img_7327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982668689120208113.post-4657897672812433753</id><published>2010-07-12T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:02:45.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Si totusi :)</title><content type='html'>Nu pot sa spun ca-mi caracterizeaza starea la ora actuala. E doar ceva catre care tindem toti, FERICIREA. Personal, ma bucur de ea cu portia si mi se pare firesc. Doar nu vreti sa mi se urce la cap, nu? Si nu este ceva ce-mi propun. Pur si simplu decurge de la sine. &lt;br /&gt;Dupa hitul "Freedom"(2009), Dj Andi si Stella vin si in 2010 cu unul pe masura. Va las sa va bucurati de un strop de fericire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mATCfIa4M68&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mATCfIa4M68&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dj Andi feat. Stella - Happiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;m&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;o&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; s&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Mi-a venit ideea mancand azi in oras.Trebuia neaparat pusa in aplicare. Cele mai bune idei vin mancand :)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sunt sanatoasa. Ei bine am ceva probleme cu o raceala dar ma tratez. :)&lt;br /&gt;- Am intotdeauna pe cineva acolo pentru mine, aproape la orice ora din zi/din noapte.&lt;br /&gt;- Am o familie perfecta. Da, am spus perfecta. Pentru mine asa este.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;- Am reusit incet incet sa elimin persoanele care-mi faceau rau din viata mea. Hey! E si asta o reusita!&lt;br /&gt;- Am prieteni, in ciuda ultimelor evenimente. Si stiti ce? Ei nu ma fac sa plang.&lt;br /&gt;- Vine ziua lui Roxy. Party! &amp;lt;:-P&lt;br /&gt;- Miercuri mergem la pescuit.&lt;br /&gt;- Mi-am cumparat in sfarsit portofel si gentuta. Hip Hip Uraa!&lt;br /&gt;- Am descoperit "Zmeura fierbinte" la gelaterie. Combinatia zmeura calduta si inghetata mi-a schimbat azi starea de spirit. Si asa am descoperit secretul fericirii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiti bine ca as putea continua la infinit. Sunt mici pentru unii dar fara ele as simti niste lipsuri. Viata are foarte multe momente frumoase dar pe care nu stim sa le pretuim.Pacat... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie sa trecem printr-o furtuna pentru a ne bucura de cucubeu pret de cateva minute. Voi decideti. Merita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TDuq5rXRArI/AAAAAAAAAZA/DiU_g9VHKYQ/s1600/rainbow-cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TDuq5rXRArI/AAAAAAAAAZA/DiU_g9VHKYQ/s320/rainbow-cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982668689120208113-4657897672812433753?l=beberoz19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/feeds/4657897672812433753/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/si-totusi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4657897672812433753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982668689120208113/posts/default/4657897672812433753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beberoz19.blogspot.com/2010/07/si-totusi.html' title='Si totusi :)'/><author><name>bebe`Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15667281600273729215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/S1qsLOWR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lRj4fZdAqhc/S220/flower_frame_1djkgpijy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGTOYUDV_Ao/TDuq5rXRArI/AAAAAAAAAZA/DiU_g9VHKYQ/s72-c/rainbow-cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
