<?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-1217125887274185204</id><updated>2011-11-02T12:27:23.726-07:00</updated><category term='Ending'/><title type='text'>Prajituri si felii de nehotarare</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-5428947893409579433</id><published>2009-08-19T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:17:55.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>constatare</title><content type='html'>Sanii nu sunt totul in viata asta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-5428947893409579433?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/5428947893409579433/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-6623318119851322066</id><published>2009-07-09T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T14:23:57.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Luaţi cartea cea mai la îndemână, deschideţi la pagina 18 şi scrieţi aici al patrulea rând:&lt;br /&gt;"Ea m-a considerat,probabil un prietn,iar eu am parut putin neprietenoasa,uituca,nimic mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fără să verificaţi cât e ora?&lt;br /&gt;00:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Verificaţi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:58&lt;br /&gt;4. Cum sunteţi îmbrăcat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boxeri si maiou &lt;br /&gt;5. Înainte de a răspunde la acest chestionar, la ce vă uitaţi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi5-ul meu desigur:))&lt;br /&gt;6. Ce zgomot auziţi în afara celui al calculatorului?&lt;br /&gt;masinile de afara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Când aţi ieşit ultima dată şi ce aţi făcut cu ocazia respectivă?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azi,intalnirea bobocilor&lt;br /&gt;8. Ce aţi visat ieri noapte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 personaje intr-un rau...apropiate&lt;br /&gt;9. Când aţi râs ultima data?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acum 5 minute&lt;br /&gt;10. Ce aveţi pe pereţii încăperii unde sunteţi?&lt;br /&gt;un mini-dulap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Dacă aţi deveni multimilionar peste noapte, care ar fi primul lucru pe care l-aţi cumpăra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unul dintre duplexurile care s-au construit prin militari am impresia&lt;br /&gt;12. Care este ultimul film pe care l-aţi văzut?&lt;br /&gt;Munca-i un travalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Aţi văzut ceva neobişnuit azi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52 de boboci:))&lt;br /&gt;14. Ce părere aveţi despre acest chestionar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e amuzant&lt;br /&gt;15. Spuneţi-ne ceva ce nu ştim încă?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am intrat in Viteazu'&lt;br /&gt;16. Care ar fi prenumele copilului dvs. dacă ar fi vorba de o fetiţă?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greu de zis&lt;br /&gt;17. Şi dacă ar fi vorba de un băiat?&lt;br /&gt;Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. V-ati gândit deja să locuiţi în străinătate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poate.&lt;br /&gt;19. Ce aţi dori ca Dumnezeu să vă spună când intraţi pe porţile Raiului?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stai in loja vip-urilor!&lt;br /&gt;20. Dacă aţi putea schimba ceva în lume (în afară de politică), ce aţi schimba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentalitatea femeilor&lt;br /&gt;21. Vă place să dansaţi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da&lt;br /&gt;22. George Bush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daca imi place George Bush?:))) nu.&lt;br /&gt;23. Care a fost ultima chestie pe care aţi văzut-o la televizor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un videoclip Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;24. Care sunt cele 4 persoane care ar trebui să preia acest chestionar?.&lt;br /&gt;sunt darnica. sa o ia toata lumea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-6623318119851322066?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/6623318119851322066/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=6623318119851322066' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/6623318119851322066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/6623318119851322066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/07/luati-cartea-cea-mai-la-indemana.html' title=''/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-5709801741474120312</id><published>2009-05-18T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T08:19:30.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to you</title><content type='html'>"De mine ti-a vorbit vreodata?&lt;br /&gt;-Tot timpul imi vorbea de dumneata. Cadea asa de frumos pe ganduri si avea atata neliniste in voce...O vibratie atat de neobisnuita...L-am intrebat cu o privire dreapta,de parca l-as fi strans cu usa:Daca ai iubit-o de ce nu i-ai spus?Numa fiindca te indoiai de seriozitatea ei? Nu aveai alte motive?&lt;br /&gt;Intrebarea din urma l-a surprins,l-a tulburat.&lt;br /&gt;-Adevarul e ca nu eram liber in vara aceea...Cateodata voiam s-a iau in barca si sa plec cu ea,intampla-se orice!Nu pot sa-ti spun ca o iubeam.Dar ma obseda.Si nu fizic. Nu...Nu stiu in ce sens,asa cum ma atrage largul marii...sau unele flori pe crestele muntilor.&lt;br /&gt;-N-ai iubit-o...Pacat."&lt;br /&gt;Panza de paianjen.Despre Diana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-5709801741474120312?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/5709801741474120312/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=5709801741474120312' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/5709801741474120312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/5709801741474120312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-you.html' title='to you'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-2170682617030128842</id><published>2009-05-08T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:21:50.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>break</title><content type='html'>o sa iau o pauza.&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca mi se confisca laptopul,nu pentru ca nu as fi fost cuminte.dar mama a zis ca are nevoie si nu pun intrebari.&lt;br /&gt;nu-i nimic.e bine&lt;br /&gt;nu sunt addicted&lt;br /&gt;chiar nu sunt&lt;br /&gt;am mult de zis.daca ai stii cate s-au schimbat,dar nu e rau.&lt;br /&gt;                          Diana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-2170682617030128842?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/2170682617030128842/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=2170682617030128842' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/2170682617030128842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/2170682617030128842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/05/break.html' title='break'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-3167262103540239289</id><published>2009-04-27T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:49:06.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>super-mega-ultra-multa energie</title><content type='html'>nu stiu exact de ce sunt atat de saritoare avand in vedere ca nimic din ce fac nu-mi iese foarte bine.sunt optimista si am o groaza de planuri de vara si pana in vara.am nevoie de cunostinte noi,de oameni noi,de locuri noi de tot.ma apuc de facut miscare cat de curand,adica dupa ce termina cu tezele pentru ca si ele sunt o mare problema. stiu,stiu ma stresez foarte mult,dar i'm not a nerd.(asta e pentru tine.) si o sa incep liceul si sunt asa...euforica pentru ca o sa fie multe chipuri necunoscute si multe experiente noi si zici ca merg sa fac bungee-jumping sau ceva de genul:D&lt;br /&gt;probabil ca sunt si putin putin putin indragostita daaar...nu se vede:d&lt;br /&gt;hmm...ce mai vreau?&lt;br /&gt;imi place sa critic fetele,vai cat imi place.imi place sa ma critic si pe mine,o fac si pe asta.&lt;br /&gt;imi place street-ul si vreau sa ma inscriu. tre sa invat sa si inot,nu se poate sa fiu singurul bolovan care se scufunda.&lt;br /&gt;pot sa stau in cap ... asa putin:d&lt;br /&gt;nu mai merg pe varfuri cum o faceam&lt;br /&gt;si nu mai imi petrec sambetele in casa&lt;br /&gt;ma simt excelent&lt;br /&gt;si si si nu e tot. dar n-am rabdare sa mai scriu&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-2421445999246755861</id><published>2009-04-14T03:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T03:03:32.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no name</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SfotNwDu7lk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=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/SfotNwDu7lk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324275240724582146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te-ai gandit vreodata ca ma doare tot ceea ce-mi repeti mereu. Sau ca infantilitatea pe care tu o respingi e ceea ce ma caracterizeaza. Stiam ca se va ajunge aici,in momentul in care nu vei mai fi de acord cu nicio decizie sau cine stie,eu cu a ta.nu ma intereseaza.chiar nu sunt aroganta si nici obraznica,insa ar fi mai simplu sa ti amintesti cum erai acum 25 de ani decat sa ma convingi pe mine ca varsta ta e mai grea. m-ai impins spre monotonie si acum razi. iarta-ma,nu va mai fi la fel.&lt;br /&gt;                                                  scrisoare pentru cei pe care ii iubesc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-633779247338393185?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/633779247338393185/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=633779247338393185' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/633779247338393185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/633779247338393185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/04/ravas.html' title='ravas'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SeOgH0nLzwI/AAAAAAAAACo/lCgZIgvXAYw/s72-c/035_metamorfoza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-2619372573803913608</id><published>2009-04-13T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:38:03.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me what's your favourite trick :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="41"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;hash=33e7ee37bc8d4a&amp;userid=kaz3&amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;hash=33e7ee37bc8d4a&amp;userid=kaz3&amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="41"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;:x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-2619372573803913608?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/2619372573803913608/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=2619372573803913608' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/2619372573803913608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/2619372573803913608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/04/show-me-whats-your-favourite-trick.html' title='Show me what&apos;s your favourite trick :&gt;'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-2519434566551942097</id><published>2009-04-08T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T13:32:05.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E primavara,nu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SeOhQDFNVRI/AAAAAAAAACw/3jtCJuiEK_k/s1600-h/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SeOhQDFNVRI/AAAAAAAAACw/3jtCJuiEK_k/s200/spring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324276481559188754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa-i ca primavara e timpul ideal pentru schimbari? dar inainte de a ne schimba se presupune ca ar trebui sa constietizam.E greu sa arunci esarfa care ti-a intunecat privirea,e greu sa spargi ochelarii colorati ce ti-au permis sa vezi totul ca un loc din Eden. &lt;br /&gt;Mi-ar placea sa mi adun fiercare farama de curaj din corpul de 1.63 m care mi-a fost dat in grija si sa va spun ceea ce cred,mi-ar placea sa nu ma mai abtin de la comentari si de la parerile pe care le am despre tine,despre tine si da,chiar si despre tine.&lt;br /&gt;E timpul schimbarilor,e timpul de a ne repara greselile si de a reinnoi promisiunile. Am promis ca voi ramane Diana,si asa am sa fac. Iti promit ca voi fi Diana si atat.&lt;br /&gt;Cine are nevoie de calendare pentru asta?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-2519434566551942097?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/2519434566551942097/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=2519434566551942097' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/2519434566551942097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/2519434566551942097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-primavaranu.html' title='E primavara,nu?'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SeOhQDFNVRI/AAAAAAAAACw/3jtCJuiEK_k/s72-c/spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-6938835631804842558</id><published>2009-03-27T13:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:26:21.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/Sc37Sd3mh0I/AAAAAAAAACY/z_IH1xxL-BE/s1600-h/singuratate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/Sc37Sd3mh0I/AAAAAAAAACY/z_IH1xxL-BE/s200/singuratate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318183029668480834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...si uite inca o dovada a faptului ca nimic nu e infinit. pana si tu ai fost efemer,pana si ea a fost puternica. dar de ce imi mai pasa? tremurul ala a plecat acolo unde noi nu mai putem ajunge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I dont ever want to feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I did that day &lt;br /&gt;(RHCP-Under the Bridge)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-6938835631804842558?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/6938835631804842558/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=6938835631804842558' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/6938835631804842558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/6938835631804842558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/03/hero.html' title='hero'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/Sc37Sd3mh0I/AAAAAAAAACY/z_IH1xxL-BE/s72-c/singuratate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-1013831358843115983</id><published>2009-03-23T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:21:22.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversatie</title><content type='html'>-De unde naiba ai facut rost de ea?&lt;br /&gt;-Ce spuneti?&lt;br /&gt;-Ziceam ca se face vreme buna.&lt;br /&gt;-Asa se pare.&lt;br /&gt;-Cine-i fetiscana?&lt;br /&gt;-Fiica mea.&lt;br /&gt;-Minti,nu e.&lt;br /&gt;-Ce spuneti?&lt;br /&gt;-Ziceam ca iulie e luna lui cuptor. Unde e maica-sa?&lt;br /&gt;-A murit.&lt;br /&gt;-Inteleg.Imi pare rau.Apropo,n-ai vrea sa luam masa impreuna-adica toti trei-ce zici?Multimea asta groaznica pleaca pana atunci.&lt;br /&gt;-Si noi plecam.Noapte buna.&lt;br /&gt;-Pacat.M-am cam pilit.Noapte buna.Copila ta are nevoie de somn mult.Somnul e ca un trandafir,dupa cum spun persanii.Fumezi?&lt;br /&gt;-Nu acum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Lolita-Vladimir Nabokov&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-1013831358843115983?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/1013831358843115983/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=1013831358843115983' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/1013831358843115983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/1013831358843115983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/03/conversatie.html' title='Conversatie'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-8091042849865438914</id><published>2009-03-23T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:10:16.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima mea leapsa</title><content type='html'>Mmmm mereu mi-am dorit sa completez chestii d'astea.Cei de pe blog o numesc leapsa insa eu o numesc chestionar. cu intrebari si cu raspunsuri si cu clisee si cu intrebari capcana. muhahaha. eh,ma rog asta are doar niste rubrici de completat. Arina,esti o scumpa...si sa stii ca chiar imi pare rau pentru luni.sunt o scorpie. Me is sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Ce am de facut,cu toate ca probabil stiti ca trebuie sa completez fiecare rubrica cu cuvinte sau o sintagma de cuvinte care sa inceapa cu initiala numelui meu. Hai sa va spun: am de completat fiecare rubrica cu cuvinte sau grupuri de cuvinte care sa inceapa cu initiala numelui mei. problema e ca pe mine ma cheama si Diana si Andreea,dar cum Diana e mai rasfatat ca Andreea o sa scriu cu D. mmmm hai:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nume: Diana&lt;br /&gt;2. Câteva cuvinte din patru litere: dude,drum,disc,data&lt;br /&gt;3. Numele unui băiat: Dan&lt;br /&gt;4. Numele unei fete: Diana -evident:))&lt;br /&gt;5. O ocupaţie: Doctor&lt;br /&gt;6. O culoare: aici m-ai prins&lt;br /&gt;7. Ceva ce o să porţi în viitorul apropiat: dresuri colorate &lt;br /&gt;8. Un nume de mâncare/ingredient: dulciuri&lt;br /&gt;9. Ceva ce găseşti în baie: deodorant&lt;br /&gt;10. Un loc: dormitor:x&lt;br /&gt;11. Un motiv pentru întârziere: Diverse &lt;br /&gt;12. Ceva ce ai urla: Dobitocule!&lt;br /&gt;13. Un titlu de film: Desperado&lt;br /&gt;14. Ceva de băut: Dafne Martini&lt;br /&gt;15. Un grup muzical: Depeche Mode&lt;br /&gt;16. Un animal: Delfin&lt;br /&gt;17. Un nume de stradă: Decebal&lt;br /&gt;18. O marcă de maşină: Dodge&lt;br /&gt;19. Titlul unei melodii:Don't matter-Akon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-8091042849865438914?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/8091042849865438914/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=8091042849865438914' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/8091042849865438914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/8091042849865438914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/03/prima-mea-leapsa.html' title='Prima mea leapsa'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-1639138907192970393</id><published>2009-03-20T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:06:32.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/ScPrMqgQYKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GFYvSbnPa28/s1600-h/copii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/ScPrMqgQYKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GFYvSbnPa28/s200/copii.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315350588027855010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand eram mica credeam ca daca alerg voi fi mai mare si nu voi mai avea 5 ani,ci 6. Credeam ca daca mananc tot nu voi mai fi mica si voi putea cobori cu liftul singura. Cand imi luam bascheti-pentru ca uram pantofii- imi placea ca mama sa ceara numarul 35 desi eu purtam 32. Iubeam sa colorez.Sa mananc prajituri si sa beau Prigat de struguri. Sa fii pici e chiar placut. Pacat ca timpul are un singur sens,dar bine ca sensul e infinit.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i asa ca si voi iubiti copiii?:x Cand voi fi mare o sa ma imprietenesc cu o gradinita intreaga si si si daca voi avea vrun pici de crescut o sa-l indop cu Prigat de struguri si il voi invata SA NU ARUNCE PE JOS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-1639138907192970393?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/1639138907192970393/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=1639138907192970393' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/1639138907192970393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/1639138907192970393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/03/cand-eram-mica-credeam-ca-daca-alerg.html' title=''/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/ScPrMqgQYKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GFYvSbnPa28/s72-c/copii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-790417493906152987</id><published>2009-03-12T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:30:07.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singur printre oameni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SbliqDH3DgI/AAAAAAAAACA/Do_PihOftCo/s1600-h/un-singur-punct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SbliqDH3DgI/AAAAAAAAACA/Do_PihOftCo/s200/un-singur-punct.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312385709992513026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am zile in care vreau sa fug,dar imi amintesc ca totusi am luat 5 la alergare si o nu o sa rezist mult.Sunt momente in care vreau sa tip,insa vocea-mi mult prea subtire imi lezeaza timpanul. E nedrept ce se intampla. Si da,pana si voi m-ati dezamagit,cel mai mult. E greu sa recunosti ca ai gresit,e greu sa admiti ca ai dezamagit,e greu sa fii inconjurat de oameni care traiesc dupa atentia ta-te cred-,dar tot la fel de greu e sa fii singur.&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca nu as fi scris acest post daca voi ati fost egali,impartiali si &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;drepti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt mintita. Si foarte putin utila. Si vreau sa ma lasati sa ma port ca un pusti de 15 ani.Da.Asta vreau.Acum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-790417493906152987?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/790417493906152987/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=790417493906152987' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/790417493906152987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/790417493906152987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/03/singur-printre-oameni.html' title='Singur printre oameni'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SbliqDH3DgI/AAAAAAAAACA/Do_PihOftCo/s72-c/un-singur-punct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-7325547240394839919</id><published>2009-02-26T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T03:40:04.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senzatii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SaZ9YBfT9II/AAAAAAAAABo/FKwqjhOacjY/s1600-h/4-umbre-colorate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SaZ9YBfT9II/AAAAAAAAABo/FKwqjhOacjY/s200/4-umbre-colorate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307067062572807298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probabil ca de cand eram mica mi-a fost teama de lucrurile noi,insa le-am iubit. E ciudat cand mananci inghetata cu capsuni dupa 3 ani, cand te plimbi prin curtea scolii primare si iti amintesti ce ai facut,e ciudat cand simti ca simti ceva pentru cineva.&lt;br /&gt;Cu toate ca voi sustine pana cand ma voi indragosti nebuneste de un el care o sa-si bata joc ca femeile nu au nevoie de purtatori de pantaloni,ti-e greu sa-i eviti.&lt;br /&gt;Ai vrea sa le dai cu flit mereu si ai vrea sa nu te incalzeasca cu nimic faptul ca iti zambeste al naibii de simpatic,dar nu poti. Sau cine stie...poate chiar nu vrei.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i asa ca nu sunt singura care se inroseste cand el imi zambeste? si nici singura care vorbeste mult si repede ca sa se elibereze de emotii? si nici singura ca -arr- simte o cheste ciudata in stomac cand se gandeste la el?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-7325547240394839919?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/7325547240394839919/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=7325547240394839919' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/7325547240394839919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/7325547240394839919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/02/senzatii.html' title='Senzatii'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SaZ9YBfT9II/AAAAAAAAABo/FKwqjhOacjY/s72-c/4-umbre-colorate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-4838553404956578959</id><published>2009-02-14T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:48:25.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SZcfydPL8GI/AAAAAAAAABY/YOy3B69-YTg/s1600-h/0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SZcfydPL8GI/AAAAAAAAABY/YOy3B69-YTg/s200/0024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302742037954293858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca in noiembrie avea emotii referiotare la 14 februatrie,azi a fost impresionant de relxata. Mi-am dat seam ca Ziua Indragostitilor e o moda,un nou mod de a face bani pentru comerciantii de inimioare,flori,bomboane si mai noua saloane de cosmetica. Sunt o non-romantica si imi pare rau,dar cred ca atunci cand - stiti voi...ai fluturasi in stomac si e chestia aia mica si roz care defapt e mare si incolora care se numeste"dragoste"-exista multe multe multe bilute energice in tine nu ai nevoie de o zi speciala ca sa iubesti.&lt;br /&gt;Azi mi-am  iubit mai mult ca oricand bunicii,cu care am baut vin rosu-oficial-pentru prima data si mi-am amintit cand eram mica si locuiam la ei si bunica imi lua culori la dimensiuni mici cand lua pensia si daca intretinerea si cheltuielile lunare nu ii rapeau tot bugetul imi lua un happy meal si vata de zahar. Bunicu ma ducea la cofetaria de langa bloc si imi lua o amandina si un suc de struguri de la Prigat.&lt;br /&gt;Ii iubesc mult,foarte mult. Le-am luat o cutie de bomboane Heidi in forma de inimioara si le-a placut.Le-a placut.Da,sunt o fraiera emotinata rasfatata de bunicii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-4838553404956578959?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/4838553404956578959/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=4838553404956578959' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/4838553404956578959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/4838553404956578959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SZcfydPL8GI/AAAAAAAAABY/YOy3B69-YTg/s72-c/0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-8791194140230782687</id><published>2009-02-14T11:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T03:44:16.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SaaAZk5OUiI/AAAAAAAAABw/ycZFdH1hSIw/s1600-h/0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SaaAZk5OUiI/AAAAAAAAABw/ycZFdH1hSIw/s200/0015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307070387791483426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era dimineata. Era acel moment in care ziua si noaptea erau la fel de aproape. Nu imi mai era teama de intuneric,dar nici soarele nu ma incalzea. Gandul ca o noua zi va incepe ma entuziasma...dar stiam ca intunericul se va lasa in curand,ma va rapi din lumina protectoarea si ma va da praa terorii. Imi e frica de intuneric,dar noaptea ma intriga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-8791194140230782687?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/8791194140230782687/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=8791194140230782687' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/8791194140230782687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/8791194140230782687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/02/acasa.html' title='Acasa'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SaaAZk5OUiI/AAAAAAAAABw/ycZFdH1hSIw/s72-c/0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-3248099655500497852</id><published>2009-01-23T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T04:53:04.318-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ending'/><title type='text'>Ending</title><content type='html'>I throw away the memory of you&lt;br /&gt;It is our last time&lt;br /&gt;I give up hope&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you feel it's our last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And don't you care it's our final kiss&lt;br /&gt;Dont't you really know you're loosing me&lt;br /&gt;Or that our enging soon will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give away the memories we shared&lt;br /&gt;And i give up the minutes i've just begged&lt;br /&gt;I throw away your whispers and your smile,&lt;br /&gt;And i'm going to give up the heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;Asta e pentru mine:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-3248099655500497852?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/3248099655500497852/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=3248099655500497852' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/3248099655500497852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/3248099655500497852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/01/ending.html' title='Ending'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-7707335970808902635</id><published>2009-01-09T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T07:57:59.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luni,5 ianuarie</title><content type='html'>Rutina reincepe. Monotonia zilei de luni,începutul şcolii după o vacanţă de doua saptamani ma deprima. Nu e sanatos pentru interiorul meu,al nostru.&lt;br /&gt;Parcarea aglomerata de masini murdare cu parbrizele inghetate,copacii imbracati in imitatie de zapada numita chiciura imi inunda ochii.&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa plang. As vrea sa stiu de ce mi se furnica corpul atunci cand privesc in spate si imi amintesc de zilele de acum cateva luni,de vara trecuta,de noi.&lt;br /&gt;Iarna nu e cum o visam. Nu beau ceai cu ele si nici biscuiti nu mai am. Nu ma dau cu sania si nici rochite tricotate nu port.&lt;br /&gt;Inchid ochii si tac. Bancuta verde scrijelita de cheile trecatorilor imi reaminteste de pungile de seminte si dozele de Pepsi consumate.Mereu sunt dezamagita. Nu de ei. De mine. Nu imi plang de mila,dar ma compatimesc. Nu suspin dupa popularitate,ci doar dupa ea.&lt;br /&gt;E tarziu. Romanul ma astepata deasupra patului si cosmarurile sub perna.&lt;br /&gt;Somn usor scumpo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-7707335970808902635?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/7707335970808902635/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=7707335970808902635' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/7707335970808902635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/7707335970808902635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2009/01/luni5-ianuarie.html' title='Luni,5 ianuarie'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-8859738592723491884</id><published>2008-12-30T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:19:41.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamsterii mei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lXyGXVWZDM8/SVqIU7PuoQI/AAAAAAAAABI/3N5WMoWFJP8/s1600-h/S6000882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Nu asta e important. Daca la sfarsitul vacantei de vara aveam o lista intreaga de carti pe care sa le citesc,acum am avut o lista luunga de filme pe care sa le vizionez. Din fericire am vazut cateva filme si mi-am potolit setea de comedie si ireal.&lt;br /&gt;Voiam sa vad :&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: aqua;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;The      Women&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;The Nanny      Diaries&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;Click&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;Casannova&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: aqua;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;Made of      Honor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: aqua;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;My Mom's      New Boyfriend&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: aqua;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;Juno&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;You don't      mess with the Zohan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: aqua;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;Good      Luck Chuck&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;Ce e cu &lt;span style="color: aqua;"&gt;asta &lt;/span&gt;e vazut.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a placut mult Made of Honor. De ce? Pentru ca femeile au invins!&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a placut Juno. De ce? Pentru ca era puternica. Foarte puternica.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a placut Good Luck Chuck. De ce? Pentru ca Jessica Alba este secsi. Si tipul ala la fel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-4862816490271635254?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/4862816490271635254/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=4862816490271635254' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/4862816490271635254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/4862816490271635254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/12/sesiune-de-filme_30.html' title='Sesiune de filme'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-3428198812855681872</id><published>2008-12-29T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T05:15:04.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>Ei bine,uite ca am ajuns si la finele acestui an. Mi-e teama de un nou inceput,mereu mi-a fost. A fost un an greu printre cei mai grei insa stiu ca a fost spre binele meu...sa simt si partea mai putin placuta a ceea ce numim viata. Imi amintesc inoncenta de acum un an...eram inconjurata de mult,foarte mult alb. Era frig insa inima imi incalzea si restul corpului. Acolo era si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; , venise pentru mine.&lt;br /&gt;Imi amintesc si la scoala cum era... a fost o perioada in care m-am infundat in lectii si tocit. Era refugiul meu,masca mea,dar si motivul pentru care am terminat cu 10. E straniu. Nu am amintiri din clasa a7a...chiar deloc. Imi pare rau,dar aia era decizia mea:sa am o lume paralela de cea in care fizic ma aflam.&lt;br /&gt;Anul scoala se incheiase iar eu nici nu imi dadusem seama cand a trecut. A inceput vacanta,stiam ca nu va fi printre cele mai bune,dar a fost insuportabila. Imi amintesc ca 90% din timp am stat in casa fiind dadaca surorii mele. Am invatat sa fac o delicioasa supa de legume si cum se progameaza masina de spalat. In restul timpului am fost la mare,prin parc si...atat.&lt;br /&gt;Toamna a inceput destul de rece. A plouat in ziua in care am mers la scoala si m-am certat puternic cu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;. Nu a mai durat mult si ne-am despartit. Vechile legaturi s-au rupt,atat cu el cat si cu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ele&lt;/span&gt;. Ma doare ca nu mai e la fel. C. a fost cea care m-a ajutat sa realizez multe lucruri frumoase ale vietii cu toate ca nu e intodeauna optimista. Mereu am apereciat-o si i-am fost recunscatoare. Poate ca nu voi mai avea ocazia sa-i spun "Mersi" dar..sper ca stie asta. A. a fost cea care mi-a insuflat din libertatea si culoarea ei. Care mi-a aratat ca lucrurile pot fi frumoase,depinde cum le lucram. S. a fost cea care imi spunea mereu " A ba Dida. Esti trendy,e tot ce conteaza&gt;:D&lt;" si ma facea sa zambesc. Sunt nostalgica.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa...am inceput sa cunosc si alte persoane,care surprinzator imi semanau. Nu m-as fi gandit niciodata ca F. imi va fi prietena sau ca R. mi-ar impartasi ideile.&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ei&lt;/span&gt; au fost amabili si draguti. Acum ii vedeam diferit,ca pe niste..apropiati.&lt;br /&gt;Nici problemele cu ai mei nu au lipsit...si de multe ori m-am simtit data la o parte dar...speram si inca o fac sa fie doar imaginatia care imi joaca feste.&lt;br /&gt;Dar totusi au fost si parti bune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Am terminat semestrul doi din a7a cu 10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am reusit sa fac supa de legume din prima&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mi-am demonstrat ca pot trece peste unele lucruri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am primit multe sfaturi dragute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am cunoscut niste oameni incredibili si am avut bucuria de a ii cunoaste de aproape&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mi-am cumparat doua rochite dragute si am avut primul meu job part-time(nu era f real insa a fost frumos cat a durat)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am jucat volei la mare si am relizat ca nu conteaza cat de bine joci ci cat de mult te distrezi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am vazut Sibiul si Brasovul si sunt impresionante,atat de diferite de infectul de Bucuresti&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I-am spus mamei ca o iubesc si m-a trimis la culcare. I-am zis tatei ca il iubesc mi-a zis sa imi pun o jacheta pe mine. Stiu ca si ei ma iubesc..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am invatat sa apreciez mai mult pe cei din jur&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunt multe lucuri bune sper sa nu se supere pt ca nu le-am mentionat pe toate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Si 2009 abia astept sa vii. Am un calendar de insemnat cu stelute si inimioare pe tine.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                          XxX Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-3428198812855681872?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/3428198812855681872/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=3428198812855681872' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/3428198812855681872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/3428198812855681872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-2771784247466271178</id><published>2008-12-19T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:38:52.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember the time?</title><content type='html'>Urmatorul post este scris exact acum un an...imi amintesc ca am plans,de ce? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tu&lt;/span&gt; stii mai bine;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anul acesta a fost unul plin de surprize placute,lucruri la care nu m-as fi  asteptat. Mereu ma intreb de ce lucrurile frumoase se termina atat de repede si  ne lasa doar amintiri care intr-un moment sau altul ne rascolesc sufletul  rece,parasit de toti si toate. Ne intra in inima si in suflet si nu vor sa  plece. Raman acolo,raman pentru a ne face sentimentele pulbere. Lacrimile curg  ca niste fulgi de nea pe chipul rece si pe obrajii care alta data erau rosii si  ridicati de zambetul specific ei,acum parca ar plange si nici macar stropii de  roua cristalina ce cadeau nu ii incalzea.&lt;br /&gt;Amintirile care trebuiau sa fie  lucruri ce intareau si erau baza unei fericiri acum au ramas doar un cadou pe  care il vezi si te poti bucura de el sau ramane la fel de rece.Stau singura in  camera care imi rascoleste memoria; inchisa si ascunsa intr-un colt sperand ca o  raza de lumina sa-mi readuca lumina in ochi , sperand ca cineva sa ma caute si  sa-mi ceara ajutorul , sperand ca una din amintiri sa se prefaca in realitate  .... vroiam ceva .&lt;br /&gt;Nu aveam niciun atu impotriva timpului care trecea si lua  cu el totul. Speram ca odata cu trecerea lui sa redevin eu, fata care era  alaturi de toti, care oferea zambete si rasete pentru toti .... era plina de  fericire sa invaluita in mister. Era speranta care ii lumina sufletul , era  dorinta de a face bine , era iubirea pe care i-o purta, era daruierea totala pe  care o oferea,era indragostita....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God! Sunt praf. Nu vreau sa modific postul doar ca,draga mea Diana:se zice "voiam" nu "vroiam"&lt;br /&gt;"roua cristalina" suna banal,"sentimente pulbere" suna groaznic. Esti o inculta. Du-te si citeste &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moara cu noroc &lt;/span&gt;si taci!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-2771784247466271178?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/2771784247466271178/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=2771784247466271178' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/2771784247466271178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/2771784247466271178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/12/remember-time.html' title='Remember the time?'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-3307086041563845056</id><published>2008-12-17T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T05:17:30.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vesnicul el</title><content type='html'>Ce fata nu a fost niciodata indragostita? sau ce fata nu a simtit cum i se taie respiratia cand el o saluta,sau cum sa nu ai fluturasii in stomac cand te intreaba ce faci sambata dupa-amiza? Trebuie sa fi trecut prin asa ceva... E cel mai frumos moment al intregii tale existente,degeaba existi daca nu il ai pe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; dupa care sa plangi,degeaba daca nu exista o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ea&lt;/span&gt; pe care sa o invidiezi pentru ca el o place mai mult sau pentru ca picioarele ei nu seamana ca niste parizere si cupa sutienului e 80c nu 70b sau fundul ei nu se patrateste pe zi ce trece...da mereu e o astfel de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ea&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Si poate ca e bine sa existe,unii purtatori de pantaloni au nevoi de material pentru visat. Si chiar daca ar fi tipa ideala din punct de vedere fizic si e de treaba si nu da semne de prostituata(ca sa vorbesc frumos si elevat) si daca e si tipa amabila,grijulie si iubita de toata lumea atunci scumpo,ia-ti adio de la el.&lt;br /&gt;Mda...e ciudat cand nu iubesti pe nimeni,nu ai pe cine sa invidiezi la scoala pt noii pantofi si nici dupa cine sa plangi pentru ca pe mess a zis doar "pa" sau sa te gandesti cum ar fi daca...si ai visa asa 2-3 ore pana ce realizezi ca totusi maine e joi si ai scoala.&lt;br /&gt;Aberez,stiu. Insa imi place sa aberez,imi place sa visez si sa sper ca Mos Craciun imi va aduce ceva special anul asta si cadoul nu il va pune sub brad si in sufletelul meu mic si rau care imi zice"Diana,nu te culca e deabia ora 11. Ce conteaza ca maine ai mate si nu ai ghiozdanul facut. Stai treaza,maine la cel tarziu 6 te vei trezi,te asigur"...."Hai scuteste-ma. Plec sa dorm. Noapte buna"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-3307086041563845056?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/3307086041563845056/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=3307086041563845056' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/3307086041563845056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/3307086041563845056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/12/cinevaelvesnicul-el.html' title='Vesnicul el'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-346210980961314132</id><published>2008-12-16T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:16:58.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am terminaaaaaaaat\:D/</title><content type='html'>Pe cat de obosita ma simt pe atat de libera sunt. E 16.12 am terminat si teza la geografie si cred ca o sa iau o nota buncica...daca am bafta chiar 10(hihi) Astept de mult momentul in care sa rasuflu linistita si sa spun :"Ok. Unde iesim maine?" Vineri luam vacanta:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw:Felicitari tuturor care au dat teza si au facut bine si cei care nu au facut asa bine,nu-i nimic,mai e un semestru:D&gt;:D&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-346210980961314132?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/346210980961314132/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=346210980961314132' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/346210980961314132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/346210980961314132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-terminaaaaaaaatd.html' title='Am terminaaaaaaaat\:D/'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-546413592865253860</id><published>2008-11-30T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:59:00.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vama Veche-Epilog</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/Sco0ter/25436b9c9f59d0"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_25436b9c9f59d0(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vama Veche - Epilog&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio  Muzica &amp;raquo;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma face sa plang melodia,ma face sa iubesc,ma face sa rad,ma face sa ma simt cea mai neiubita persoana,ma face sa uit de lupta mea impotriva misoginilor si sa-l iubesc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-546413592865253860?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/546413592865253860/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=546413592865253860' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/546413592865253860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/546413592865253860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/11/vama-veche-epilog.html' title='Vama Veche-Epilog'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-9006407823458834247</id><published>2008-11-25T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:28:49.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obscur</title><content type='html'>Candva,acolo era mereu soare. Candva,acolo erau cele mai pure sentimente,cele mai nobile ganduri,cele mai sensibile dorinte,cele mai copilaresti idei.&lt;br /&gt;Doar acolo Soarele stralucea din toate fortele generand caldura,afectiune si iubire. Ochii ei mari si verzi oglindeau lumea feerica din sufletul ei.Buzele rosii sopteau vorbe care alinau durerea orcaruia , care te faceau sa uiti de probleme si sa-ti dai seama ca viata e doar un joc pe care trebuie sa-l joci asa cum iti place.&lt;br /&gt;Asa era....asa era ea. Lucrurile s-au schimbat drastic. Obrajii ei nu mai erau rosii si calzi,erau reci si umeziti de lacrimile sarate. Tenul ei alb era acoperit de firele de par nearanjate. Corpul ei precum cel al Afroditei era acoperit de haine negre si largi,ochii ii erau mereu inundati de urmele suferintei. Nu mai era ea.&lt;br /&gt;In inima ei,Soarele refuza sa mai vina si totul era opac. Sentimentele erau ascunse in cufarul amintirilor iar monstrul ce crestea in ea o domina. Era el,cel mai urat cosmar al tuturor,durerea.&lt;br /&gt;A fost ranita,cazuse din lumea ei roz in lumea celor mari si duri. O raza de lumina se reflecta in lacrimile ei,insa era prea slaba pentru a repara ceea ce ei au stricat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-9006407823458834247?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/9006407823458834247/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=9006407823458834247' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/9006407823458834247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/9006407823458834247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/11/obscur.html' title='Obscur'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-3105585531786289940</id><published>2008-11-15T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T08:20:17.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frica..Teama...Ascundere</title><content type='html'>Trec printr-o perioada ciudata. Lasand realitatea la o parte si gandindu-ma strict la mintea mea. Mi-e frica. Mi-e frica de tot ceea ce inseamna viata,mi-e frica de oameni,mi-e frica de ceea ce ma inconjoara. Imi e teama de a doua zi,imi e teama sa ma trezesc dimineata si sa vad cum cineva imi va arunca cu o varza in cap[Asta e de la Masacrul tau,Francesca:)]. As vrea sa ma ascund intr-o lume roz,unde dimineata vine Tanti Vecina de la 3 si imi aduce o prajitura,de preferat Alka mini prajitura casei  cu mere confiate,e foarte buna:D sau sa ies dimineata si sa fie un postas hazliu imbracat in albastru care sa-mi aduca o vedere de la un prieten din Franta care sa ma invite la o cina pe Champs-Elyse sambata seara sau defapt sa-mi spuna ca vine de Craciun si ca mergem sa bem vin fiert in Piata Constitutiei... As vrea sa merg la scoala si toata lumea sa zambeasca la mine eu la ei si ei intre ei,sa ne salutam respectos si sa planuim ce facem vineri seara. Sa ma scoata profa de mate la tabla si sa-mi zambeasca atunci cand nu stiu si sa vina frumos si calm la mine sa-mi explice inca o data teorema chiar daca mi-a m-ai spus-o de N ori... sau la romana sa am o idee stralucita si sa mi se spuna si mie odata Bravo mai fatuca! bine..stiu ca asta nu se va intampla:D sau sa nu mai dau teze....sa locuiesc intr-un apartament cu doua camere si sa stau cu doua prietene iar parintii nostri sa stea sub etajul nostru. Sa ne uitam la comedii sambata si sa mancam pop-corn si sa plangem ca ne-am ingrasat cu 20-30 de g si ca abonamentul la aerobic va expira peste trei zile. As vrea sa stiu sa cant la chitara, sa pictez frumos si sa am mereu flori in vaze,sa dau cu aspiratorul si sa sterg praful de pe cartile proaspat citite. A,da si mi-ar mai placea sa citesc mereu cate ceva nou. As vrea sa am timp dimineata sa ies la alergat intr-un parculet si sa ascult muzica la i-Pod si sa ma intorc acasa unde sa beau un cappucino cu mult lapte si sa mananc briose sau sandwichuri facute de colegele mele de camera:F. si R. pe care le-as pupa mereu si le-as spune ca le iubesc:D si acum le iubesc,stiti nu?:)&lt;br /&gt;siiii mi-ar mai placea sa comentez cu A. lumea de la metrou si sa imi arate chestii dragute din Bucuresti chiar cunoaste multe chestii dragute in Bucuresti.&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca as vrea sa am si un prieten..mrrr..prieten. Daaar cum momentan incerc sa fac versuri pentru feministele impotriva misoginilordeci excludem baietii. Stiu ca vorbesc mult si aberez la fel de mult insa blogul ma ajuta sa-mi dezvolt imaginatia si e productiv pt ca,cum v-am mai spus pe 3 dec am teza la romana pentru care o sa invat. Vreau un 9.50 perfect rotund:D deciiiiii ma duc sa invat. Partea a doua o scriu dupa ce termin de invatat nuvela,partea a2a. Stiu ca viata roz e roz..prea roz ca sa fie viata:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-3105585531786289940?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/3105585531786289940/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=3105585531786289940' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/3105585531786289940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/3105585531786289940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/11/fricateamaascundere.html' title='Frica..Teama...Ascundere'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-4084398866194890535</id><published>2008-11-15T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:51:35.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologise</title><content type='html'>I'm holding on your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hearing  what you say&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you need  me&lt;br /&gt;Then you go and cut me down&lt;br /&gt;But wait...&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you're  sorry&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around and say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it's too late to  apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too  late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you&lt;br /&gt;And I  need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;br /&gt;(But that's nothing new)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah  yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue&lt;br /&gt;And you  say&lt;br /&gt;Sorry like an angel, heavens not the thing for you,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm  afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late  to apologizes, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Woahooo woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize,  it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's  too late to apologize, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, a  yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holdïng your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground...&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/kokolyno/0dc8172943a34e"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_0dc8172943a34e(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apologise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio  Muzica » &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. M-ai ranit,am plans,mi-a pasat,m-a durut. Dar stii? Esti printre primii care au facut-o dar zi mersi,nu vei fi ultimul:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-4084398866194890535?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/4084398866194890535/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=4084398866194890535' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/4084398866194890535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/4084398866194890535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/11/apologise.html' title='Apologise'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-925678533975394455</id><published>2008-11-03T10:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:41:51.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indragostita de ... nimeni</title><content type='html'>Era &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;banală&lt;/span&gt; seara de duminica,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;după&lt;/span&gt; ce am vorbit pe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mess&lt;/span&gt; toata dupa-amiaza despre diverse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;m-am&lt;/span&gt; jucat prin casa imaginar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;baschet&lt;/span&gt; am intrat sa ascult &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;noua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;melodie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mandinga&lt;/span&gt;,sub recomandarea unei prietene. Nu am crezut ca &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;îmi&lt;/span&gt; va &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;plăcea&lt;/span&gt; deoarece nu ascult foarte des melodiile trupei respective. Surpriza a venit exact pe la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;secunda&lt;/span&gt; 15 a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;melodiei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cand&lt;/span&gt; mi-am dat seama ca versurile seamana cu o perioada destul de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;delicată&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;vieţii&lt;/span&gt; mele de 14 ani &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;jumătate&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;m-am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;întristat&lt;/span&gt; aiurea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;şir&lt;/span&gt; de amintiri mi-a venit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;în&lt;/span&gt; minte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; cuvinte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;aruncate&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;întîmplare&lt;/span&gt; care atunci erau fleacuri dar acum,nu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;imi&lt;/span&gt; explic de ce, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dureau&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;După&lt;/span&gt; sesiunea de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;rememorarea&lt;/span&gt; a lucrurilor mai &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;puţin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;plăcute&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;simţeam&lt;/span&gt; ca &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;îmi&lt;/span&gt; doresc sa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;mă&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;indragostesc&lt;/span&gt; de cineva. Aveam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;în&lt;/span&gt; minte imaginea a doi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;îndrăgostiţi&lt;/span&gt; care &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;stăteau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;în&lt;/span&gt; Tineretului,pe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;bordurile&lt;/span&gt; de sus de la vale,unul dintre cele mai &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;linistitoare&lt;/span&gt; locuri...nu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;ştiu&lt;/span&gt; cum sa descriu...mi-am dorit sa fiu singura,credeam ca voi fi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;fericită&lt;/span&gt;,sunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;fericită&lt;/span&gt; dar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;totuşi&lt;/span&gt; nu sunt atat de ok cum ma astepta. Colac peste &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;pupăză&lt;/span&gt; am uitat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; materia de la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;geometrie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; o sa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;incasez&lt;/span&gt; un 7 la chimie la unde anul trecut eram printre primii &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; clasa care se &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;pricepeau&lt;/span&gt;. A,da sa nu uit ca peste exact o luna am teza la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;româna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;după&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;mate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; sunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;puţin&lt;/span&gt; pe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;dinafară&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;scoală&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt; simt bine ,rad mult cu colegii mei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; chestia asta e foarte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;importantă&lt;/span&gt;,cred ca cineva acolo Sus are grija ca ceva &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;sa-mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;meargă&lt;/span&gt; bine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; apreciez,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;diseară&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;înainte&lt;/span&gt; sa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;adorm&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;sa-o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;multumesc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cu toate ca &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;imi&lt;/span&gt; doresc sa ... iubesc (am zis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;asta&lt;/span&gt;?) nu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;imi&lt;/span&gt; vine sa cred;sunt mult prea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;sceptica&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;privinţa&lt;/span&gt; unei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;relaţii&lt;/span&gt; pentru ca...pentru ca sunt fata. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;Si&lt;/span&gt; cu asta explica multe. Si inchei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-925678533975394455?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/925678533975394455/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=925678533975394455' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/925678533975394455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/925678533975394455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/11/indragostita-de-nimeni.html' title='Indragostita de ... nimeni'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-1157600849397887614</id><published>2008-10-21T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:54:05.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jocul nostru</title><content type='html'>Iti aduci aminte cand vorbeam despre extraterestri? Sau in seara aia cand am mancat seminte pe banca din statie? Sau cand vorbeam despre tipul dragut pe care il zarisem si era bobocul din clasa I sau poate cand am plans pentru ca mi-ai furat guma de sters sau poate pentru ca fata pe care o placea el nu eram eu? Aminteste-ti ... era frumos,eram noi fara fite adolscentine ... ne era frica de sedinta cu parinti unde vor afla ca am luat un -Fb in loc de Fb cu felicitari... ne era frica sa nu fim prinsi ca vorbim in ore...sau ne placea de el/ea pentru ca era "frumos/a la fata" ... da da,tu.&lt;br /&gt;    Una din cele mai mari temeri ale mele era/este perioada 14-18 ani. De ce? Nu stiam. Unii spuneau ca e cea mai frumoasa perioada de viata,alti spuneau ca e cea mai confuza,cei trecuti de varsta de 18 ani ne radeau in nas si ziceau"veti ajunge si voi acolo". Am ajuns. Te simti mai implinit? Nu m-a ajutat observatia ta,stiam ca voi ajunge si la fel de bine stiam si ca voi avea o multime de trairi de explicat si o multime de idei de inteles si o multime de probleme de infruntat si o multime de tipi pe care sa-i plac si o multime de  stari de controlat si o multime de lacrimi de aruncat.&lt;br /&gt;   Mda. Mai am 3 ani si 4-5  luni si voi iesi din agonia asta. Dar totodata ma gandesc ca nu vreau sa se termine pentru ca e tineretea mea. Si vreau sa o traiesc. Vezi,despre asta palavragesc de 30 de minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-1157600849397887614?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/1157600849397887614/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=1157600849397887614' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/1157600849397887614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/1157600849397887614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/10/jocul-loral-nostru.html' title='Jocul nostru'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1217125887274185204.post-6766327095562057031</id><published>2008-10-18T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:12:03.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inceput</title><content type='html'>În primul rînd as vrea sa recunosc ca îmi este teamă de acest blog si am emoţii pentru ca textele mele nu sunt la fel ca celelalte citite in cadrul blogosferei.Ceea ce m-a ambitionat sa scriu a fost nevoia de a vorbi si a spune tot ce am in minte si tot ce cred cuiva. Nu conteaza cine îmi va citi textele,nu conteaza cine mi le va critica,conteaza ca vor exista.&lt;br /&gt;Credeam ca blogul este un hobby,ceva irelevant în comparatie lucrurile făcute în restul timpului liber insa m-am convins ca era o idee stupidă,puerila. Mereu i-am admirat pe cei care reuşeau sa dea viata cuvintelor,cei care reuseau sa ma uimeasca prin ideile si conceptiile lor.Multe dintre lucrurile pe care le-am invatat au fost din posturile lor,din viata lor transpusa pe un blank page.&lt;br /&gt;Va multumesc pentru ceea ce m-ati invatat.Pentru ca m-ati invatat cum e sa trăieşti printre cuvinte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1217125887274185204-6766327095562057031?l=prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/feeds/6766327095562057031/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1217125887274185204&amp;postID=6766327095562057031' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/6766327095562057031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1217125887274185204/posts/default/6766327095562057031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prajiturisifeliidenehotarare.blogspot.com/2008/10/inceput.html' title='Inceput'/><author><name>prajituri si felii de nehotarare</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16544595836893682112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
