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/&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://dansulploii.wordpress.com..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-5559012150803238356?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/5559012150803238356/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=5559012150803238356' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/5559012150803238356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/5559012150803238356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/06/amatzita.html' title='ametzita..'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-6770775920870047743</id><published>2008-06-10T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:07:19.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>va urma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;incep cu sfarsitu' si zic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;VA URMA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ma gandeam acu la rostu' vietii...si imi cam da cu virgula..adica dak toti oamenii stiu ca mor,de ce sunt atat de egoisti..de ce fratilor fugiti dupa bani?pentru k daca nu ati aflat pana acum viata e cam singura care a ramas necomercializabila...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;chiar nu vad sensul multor chestii..si  poate e ciudat k m-a apucat sa filozofez acum,dar da de multe ori ma gandesc la lucruri de genu'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;si acum sunt printre cazurile fericite cand mi-am gasit cateva raspunsuri(mai rar ajung l o concluzie de obicei)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;am inteles k viata e scurta....si k nu are sens sa fi suparat din motive neintemeiate,sau sa le ignori pe cele care sunt,atat cat poti..stiu e greu sa faci una ca asta..dar gandeste-te..la viata ta in general cat % din ea ai fost fericit si cat trist??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IARTA...si sti de ce?pentru ca iertand pe altu' iti ierti tie greselile...ce..tu esti perfect??hai nu ma-nebuni..adik..ce rost are sa te urasca cineva .sau de ce sa-ti incerci creierul cu suparari..poate k te gandesti k dak ierti si treci cu vederea multe kestii pari un prost..NU esti...pentru k cel pe care il ierti..de fapt il pedepsesti mai tare iertandu-l..si ii demonstrezi k el e cel care a gresit..si k tu esti mult mai sus decat el doar prin simplu fapt k nu te cobori la greselile lui si le treci cu vederea...in plus..poate te alegi cu un prieten  in plus si nu cu un dusman...e o kestie si asta..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;analizeza putin viata de dincolo de maorte..ce crezi despre ea...dak crezi k vei fi trimis in rai sau in iad..atunci alege sa te rogi...gandeste-te..kiar dak nu e nimic dincolo..nu strica sa te rogi..dar dak e..vei regreta k nu ai facut-o...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;cel mai important..nu rata momentele vietii si nu incerca sa sari peste unele din ele...o sa regretii...crede-ma...stiu ce zic...adik acu k esti adolescent poate iti doresti sa fi matur sa nu depinzi de parinti...dar nu va veni o vreme cand o sa tanjesti dupa dojana parinteasca??dup limitele impuse de ei...poate k exagereaza cu impunerile..dar exagereaza pentru k ne iubesc si le e frica pentru noi..incercati sa-i intelegeti...si placut ar fi sa faca si ei acelasi lucru cu voi..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;cred k mai am idei,dar cum ziceam..Va URMA..nu de alta dar nu ma incadrez in timp...si ceva de genu'..e tarziu tre sa fac nani..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;alta faza pe care nu o inteleg...de ce tre sa dormim???mi se pare o pierdere de timp....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;noapte buna!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-6770775920870047743?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/6770775920870047743/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=6770775920870047743' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/6770775920870047743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/6770775920870047743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/06/va-urma.html' title='va urma...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-186193636256750559</id><published>2008-06-09T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:45:39.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ganduri...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/SE2IDfwLiaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OhIVtM-i5iA/s1600-h/joc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/SE2IDfwLiaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OhIVtM-i5iA/s400/joc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209969937582098850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;inca putin...trec zilele atat de repede..trece calsa a 11-a si regret..si nu-mi pare rau pentru k urmeaza proba de foc(a 12)si bacu,ci doar pentru simplu fapt k am mai  trecut un an...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;sunt melancolica stiu..imi imaginez deja k mai e un an si o sa ma despart de o parte din copliaria mea..copil zvapaiat voi mai fi catva timp sau poate voi ramane mereu,dar  ceva va muri..lumea, situatiile,viatza ne va cere sa ne maturizam..nu o sa mai putem chiuli din situatii de criza..trebuie sa luam totul asa cum ni se da,usor sau greu..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;uneori regret k am kiulit atat de mult,pt k am ratat multe emotii,am ratat frica cu care copiezi la lucrari..si le voi duce doru la toate...am kliulit de multe ori desi nu aveam motiv si am stat acasa...lucru pe care l-as putea face oricand...dar nu voi putea niciodata sa dau timpul inpoi si sa mai pot merge la scoala...nu cred k zic asta dar DA o sa-mi para rau dupa tot..de fiecare in parte si de toti gramada..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;anii de liceu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;scumpii ani de liceu..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si uite a mai trecut unu ..si mai e doar unul,ultimul....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;acum astept cu nerabdare sa ma angajez,desi sunt singura k o sa ajung l vorba mamei mele"ai toata viata sa te saturi de munca deci nu te bucura atat.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;acum pe ultima suta de metrii incerc sa ma bucur de farama de copilarie care mi-a ramas si in acelasi timp sa profit de avantajele varstei,iesitu in oras,ultima vacanta de liceu.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s-a trezit sentimentalista din mine ce sa-i faci..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu te grabi sa te maturizezi ai o viata intreaga inainte sa faci pe adultu'..dar atat de putin sa te mai bucuri in voie de copilu' din tine...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;ce zici..jucam o prinsea sau un shotron??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-186193636256750559?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/186193636256750559/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=186193636256750559' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/186193636256750559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/186193636256750559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/06/ganduri.html' title='ganduri...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/SE2IDfwLiaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OhIVtM-i5iA/s72-c/joc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-1821473683788238685</id><published>2008-06-05T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:12:38.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>una alba,una neagra..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tre sa ma fac meteorolog neaparat..am ceva cu prezisu' vremii si nici macar nu urmaresc stirile cu vremea;))nu citesc in stele si nimic de genu' asta..doar ma dau cu parerea;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dupa cum spuneam ieri....azi a fost furtuna...eee ma pricep,ma pricep;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-style: italic; text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;una alba..ieri totul a iesit mai mult decat perfect...mai mult decat ma asteptam..sti...ti se intampla cand iti propui ceva sa faci intr-o zi...si ti se intampla mult mai multe lucruri bune in ziua aia..reusesti sa rezolvi mai multe shuste fara sa-ti fi propus sau fara sa faci ceva..doar asa..pica din cer..;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;una neagra...azi mi-au iesit ceva kestii ok...dar esentialu' si-a cam ratat cariera...nush de ce am impresia k o sa-mi crestez 2 kestii in frunte pentru alegerile mele de toata jena..sa apar k una din cei"2 feti cu stea in frunte"(un basm,cred de Ioan Slavici)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si..niciodata sa nu-ti faci o parere despre cineva doar din ce auzi de la altii...azi..era sa ratez intalnirea cu cineva doar pentru k mi s-a zis k fac o mare prostie..ei si ce??n-am facut tampenii la viatza mea??inca una in plus nu strica;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in plus m-am facut cu un prieten cu 21 de ani mai mare k mine cu care pot discuta orice...si o sa zici k nu-s normala da nici n-am pretentia sa afirm k sunt deci...sa ne vezi vorbind despre familie,firme si dragoste la varsta adolescentei..cele mai tari subiecte de discutie;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bun..am castigat un prieten..am pierdut unu..se pare k la mine cam asa se joaca cartile..skimb pe skimb niciodata altfel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pentru persoana care azi se intoarce si pleaca..inchid ochii si zambesc..departe de "your reason to smile" ti-e mult mai bine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe...intr-o zi...vom zambi impreuna"best friend"-50cent,remember?...acum I don't know if you ar a God's child or a Satan's angel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;acum...pentru "anonimu"care are ceva de zis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ce zici dak prima data te prezinti?ar fi un inceput,nu crezi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;te iubesc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-1821473683788238685?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/1821473683788238685/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=1821473683788238685' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/1821473683788238685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/1821473683788238685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/06/una-albauna-neagra.html' title='una alba,una neagra..'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-6009619843214129421</id><published>2008-06-04T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:15:16.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mda...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sti..la prima vedere ti se pare o persoana super de treaba,sobciabila,amabila si cum mai vrei tu...nu te grabi sa-ti faci o parere...si vechii prietenii te pot uimi uneori...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ok..so..cum sta treaba zilele astea?foartee complicat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;zilele astea ma angajez..acu am de unde alege sa vad ce fac...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;am cam terminat cu scoala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sunt intr-o dilema foarte mareee....pt k unele persoane s-au gandit sa gaseasca solutii in locul meu..solutii la ce????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;o prietena face manevre murdare pe la spate...eu cand v-am zis sa nu aveti incredere in blonde..voi nu k batman..biiineee;)nu te joci mah&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;si cu toata astea azi am fost foarte bine dispusa..vremea buna dinaintea furtunii(tornadei,uraganului..etc;)))sti..e ca atunci cand privesti pe geam vremea linistita dintr-o zi de iarna cu soare..e placut sa privesti pe geam..dar afara e un ger cumplit...totul e frumos pana la contactul cu aerul inghetzat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;bun!se pare ce jucam dur si murdar..pai asa sa fie;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;welcome to my world..welcome to hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;te iubesc(n-am sa uit niciodata sa mentionez kestia asta):&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-6009619843214129421?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/6009619843214129421/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=6009619843214129421' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/6009619843214129421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/6009619843214129421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/06/mda.html' title='mda...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-3205786788211383199</id><published>2008-06-01T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T11:22:29.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>join the dark side!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sti sa privesti in perspectiva?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;gandeste-te..oare ce faci azi nu influenteaza ziua de maine???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cand iti faci planuri..si iti imaginezi ceva legat de o anumita kestie..de obicei nu iese niciodata cum ai planuit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ce conteaza cel mai mult pe lumea asta??banii,prietenii...iubirea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;banii vin si se duc..iti aluneca printre degete..azi sarac maine bogat...te ridica si te coboara..dar nu banii fac totul cand ai alaturi niste pritenii de nadejde..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;orice om e bogat cu prieteni langa el...dar  degeaba ai prietenii dak alaturi de ei te simti singur...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;totul se rezuma la dragoste...totul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cand esti suparat si ai o persoana langa tine care te iubeste  nu e totul mai simplu??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cand toata lumea te critica pentru k nu crede k vei reusi..dar e cineva langa tine care te sustine...acel cineva pe care tu il iubesti si te iubeste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;acel cineva care te face fericit cand zambeste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;in ale carui brate te simti oriunde ca acasa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cel care te cunoste din priviri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;iti schimba stare de spirit doar cu un simplu"te iubesc"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;acea persoana care  alaturi de care ti-ai petrece toata viata si inca una...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fara de care nu poti sa-ti inchipui ziua de maine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;persoana care te-a facut sa te intalnesti cu iubirea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;aceea e persoana cea mai importanta...gandeste-te...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ce merita cel mai mult in viata asta??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Riscul cel mai mare e sa nu risti..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-3205786788211383199?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/3205786788211383199/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=3205786788211383199' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/3205786788211383199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/3205786788211383199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/06/join-dark-side.html' title='join the dark side!'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-3427423161423851492</id><published>2008-05-31T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:04:31.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nu exista...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amintirea e singurul loc de unde nimeni nu te poate izgonii"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sti..e ca atunci cand esti intr-un loc..nush sa zicem..esti pe o bank in parc...si tie iti place super mult bank aia  iti petreci timpul liber akolo,ai parte de momentele cela mai frumoase...si intr-o zi te hotarasti...sa te duci sa vezi cum o sa te simti dak nu vei mai merge tot la bank aia..dak nu vei mai sta jos si pur si simplu te vei plimba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dar cand bucuros vei realiza k iti place prea mult bank aia si nu are rost sa te plimbi..si te vei intoarce..o vei gasi ocupata...pe bank ta e altcineva..cat timp tu ai fost sa te plimbi altcineva a venit in locul tau..degeaba realizezi acum cat de importanta era bank aia pt tine...k era locul tau preferat ..k iti placea sa stai acolo kiar dak ploua ,batea vantu ,ningea pt l tu pe bank ta nu simteai nimik...te simteai in sigurantza k akasa...dar ce poti sa faci??te duci sa te plimbi  sa-ti cauti alta bank..sau poate de teama k intr-o zi o vei gasi si pe aceea ocupata nu o mai cauti preferi sa te plimbi incontinuu..ti-e mai simplu asa..treci pe langa multe banci libere sau ocupate..dar nu te asezi si nu te opresti la nici una..pentru k toate iti amintesc de bank ta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;si de ce??pentru k o sa zica cineva"e doar o bank!"...pentru restul lumii e doar o bank dar pentru tine bank aia era lumea ta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;si de cate ori vezi o bank ocupata iti aduci aminte de tine si de bank ta....de momentele petrecute acolo..de tot ce ai simtit..de legatura dintre voi...de invidia celorlati pe voi...adik..nimeni nu petrecea atat timp ca tine pe bank..da tie iti placea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;si totusi in secret....ai stat si pe alte banci...nu k nu ti-ar fi placut pe bank ta...dar dak erai departe si erai obosit..te asezai pe alta bank si te bucurai de odihna care ti-o ofera...desi te gandeai k pe bank ta te simti cel mai bine..k acolo e cel mai bine si k nici o alta bank nu e k a ta..si apoi intr-o zi te-ai hotarat k oricat de departe vei fi,oricat de obosit vei fi..vei merge inainte pana l bank ta..pentru k akolo e cel mai bine si pentru k akolo iti place...si poate k fara tine bank va fi pustie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in fine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;acum bank e ocupata...si te simti vinovat de ce a trebuit sa te plimbi si sa te uiti dupa alte banci k apoi sa realizezi k bank ta e cea mai buna.??e cea de care te-ai atasat...cea de care iti place..iti place pozitionarea ei...inclinarea scandurilor..tot...si nu vezi alta bank care ar putea fi la fel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;si cand treci pe acolo nu poti sa te stapanesti sa nu arunci o privire moment in care te napadesc amintiri..si..kiar dak e goala nu te apropii pentru k ti-e teama...pentru k nu mai e bank care o stiai....are alta forma..alta structura..park mai perfecta..si kiar dak te vei aseza pe bank aceia..privesti in toate partile pentru k esti sigur k cineva va veni sa iti ocupe locul pentru k tu acum esti doar un trecator,in vizita..te poti aseza...dar nu te vei mai simti ca inainte...acum bank nu te mai ocroteste de vantul de afara.pe care nu-l simteai inainte..pentru k tu esti doar un trecator...pe tine nu te apara doar te primeste....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;si tu tot te gandesti l cat de bine iti era..si te roade gandul k e vina ta..dak nu plecai...nu s-ar fi intamplat nimik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;te iubesc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-3427423161423851492?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/3427423161423851492/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=3427423161423851492' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/3427423161423851492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/3427423161423851492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/05/nu-exista.html' title='nu exista...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-7737797439119236506</id><published>2008-05-31T05:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:00:45.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if tomorrow never comes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; want to know who much I loved you…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ce rost are???&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ce rost are sa ma mint pe mine..k nu te mai vreau..k nu te iubesc cand stiu k nu e adevarat…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;te resping dar te vreau…cand fac eu un pas inainte faci tu unul inapoi…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cand faci tu un pas inainte..ma sperii..si dau inapoi…e ca la tango..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;impreuna…dansam….atat..doar dansam..e dansul nostru..singurul in care ceilalti sunt doar spectatori care pot comenta dar nu pot interveni…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;singurul in care noi hotaram pasii…ritmul…putem improviza sau putem dansa dupa tipar…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;iar ma bag in viatza ta..iar nu te las in pace..cam aia e….amintirea dansului nu-mi da pace…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;acum invat sa dansez altfel…da nu mai dansez de placere k inainte..acum doar..dansez…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;stiu…trebuie sa trec peste trecut k sa pot privi in viitor..tu poti face asta??&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;poti privi in okii pe altcineva sa sa ii spui ce mi-ai zis mie, sa o alinti cum ma alintai pe mine cu aceleasi cuvinte??poti sa dezvalui altcuiva secretele dansului nostru??si dak da…zi-mi cum reusesti?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;asta e &lt;strong&gt;te iubesc&lt;/strong&gt;..ce-ai sa-mi faci??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;28 mai 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-7737797439119236506?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/7737797439119236506/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=7737797439119236506' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/7737797439119236506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/7737797439119236506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-tomorrow-never-comes.html' title='if tomorrow never comes..'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-1930733194317834493</id><published>2008-05-31T05:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T05:59:54.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dintr-o alta peespectiva..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="postentry"&gt;          &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ok…se pare k tocmai atunci cand renunti si te resemnezi, totul ia o intorsatura la care nici nu te-ai gandit…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;hm;))amuzant intr-un fel..niciodata nu am fost pe aceiasi lungime de unda,nu-i asa???:)))numai k …eu..nu mai sunt eu…nu mai sunt atat de naiva..nu mai vad inimioare si alte kestii de genu’ prin jurul meu..acum gandesc rational si in primul rand realist…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;totul e sa privesti realist…si in perspectiva..si k sa ascult un prieten ..ghideaza-te dupa intrebarea::”mie ce-mi iese?”intotdeauna…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;fa totul in asa masura sa nu ranesti pe nimeni..dar sa-ti fie tie bine….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;nu raspunde la intrebarile la care nu vrei…da-le un raspuns vag:”DE CE NU?”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;risca doar daca kiar crezi k merita….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;nu te gandi de 2 ori ce sa faci..s-ar putea sa ai indoieli si sa treaca multe ocazii pe langa tine…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;verifica un adevar din 3 surse….si mai apoi trage concluzii…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;grabeste-te incet…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;iubeste ,simte si traieste….in dragoste si in razboi totul e permis…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;intr-o relatie intotdeauna sunt doar 2…voi 2..si  nimeni altcineva..nu lasa sa iti strice dragostea nimic din afara..niciodata…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;acum..gandeste-te o data si bine..ce zici?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;merita???….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;te iubesc…..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;27 mai 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-1930733194317834493?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/1930733194317834493/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=1930733194317834493' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/1930733194317834493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/1930733194317834493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/05/dintr-o-alta-peespectiva.html' title='dintr-o alta peespectiva..'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-2632400599606395589</id><published>2008-05-31T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T05:59:10.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“pe ce punem pariu ca ploua?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ink o luna..o luna diferita..nu k pana acum..nu mai e luna plina..nici macar semiluna nu e..nu mai e nimik..e doar innorat..fara nici o sansa de a vedea ce se ascunde in spatele norilor…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si totusi care e sensul cuvintelori”pentru totdeauna”?nimik nu dureaza pt totdeauna..si orice mi-ai zice nu o sa ma convingi…da-mi un singur exemplu de un sentiment care a salasluit in sufletul tau din totdeauna…hm..nu-i asa k nu gasesti…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esti pierdut intr-o lume mare si intr-o invalmaseala de sentimente…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;inkipuieti cum ti se skimba sufletul in fatza unei…drame…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si acum incerc sa ma ridic..fiindca acum mi se skimba sufletul aproape zilnic..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dc oare nu poti sa-ti controlezi mintea k pe memoria unui calculator?sa stergi amintirile care iti dauneaza hard-ului..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dak ai sti…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Pe unde-ti umbla inima ::.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu stiu de ce ploaia e uda&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu de ce vine din senin&lt;br /&gt;Si nu stiu de ce nu suntem impreuna&lt;br /&gt;Nu….Doamne chiar nu stiu&lt;br /&gt;Poate va fi soare maine&lt;br /&gt;Va fi frumos&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate maine va ploua&lt;br /&gt;Sper sa nu&lt;br /&gt;Eu te-astept in viata noastra de o luna&lt;br /&gt;Dar…Pe unde-ti umbla inima?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pe unde-ti umbla inima?&lt;br /&gt;Caci n-o mai vad pe strada mea&lt;br /&gt;A trecut ceva vreme deja&lt;br /&gt;Pe unde-ti umbla inima?&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu cine cheama norii&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu de ce-i aduna asupra mea&lt;br /&gt;Si nu stiu de ce nu-i zgarie “zgarie-norii”&lt;br /&gt;Da…caci nu-i mai vreau in viata mea&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu de ce viata-i scurta&lt;br /&gt;N-am timp&lt;br /&gt;De ce n-o carpeste cineva&lt;br /&gt;Nici sa cos nu stiu&lt;br /&gt;Hai impreuna&lt;br /&gt;Eu de-un capat tu de altul&lt;br /&gt;Da…hai 2,3 si&lt;br /&gt;S-o lungim cat om putea…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a tip="" href="http://dansulploii.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/hends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-16" src="http://dansulploii.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/hends.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=225" alt="" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e atat de greu….si era atat de simplu…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-2632400599606395589?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/2632400599606395589/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=2632400599606395589' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2632400599606395589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2632400599606395589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/05/26.html' title='26...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-6641880920798284991</id><published>2008-05-31T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T05:58:29.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cu tine..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="postentry"&gt;          &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;esti k o ploaie..nu sti cand va veni iar..si atunci cand ploua nu sti dak sa te bucuri sau nu..nu sti cat dureaza ..nu-i sti intensitatea…caldura….totul e ambiguu..nu sti dak iti place sau nu k picaturile ei sa te loveasca sau sa te feresti..ce sa faci?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;….mereu apari sa-mi ravasesti visele..nici nu stiu dak sa ma bucur sau nu….imi place ca picaturile de ploaia sa-mi spele gandurile negre..dar de obicei imi aduc altele..cine nu iubeste ploaia…eu da….o iubeam…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dar intr-o zi ploaia s-a transformat in furtuna..si de atunci ma feresc de ploaie ..mi-e frik…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;..mi-e frica k desi acum cand o privesc e blanda si are aceiasi stropi placuti si calzi…intr-o zi va veni din nou o furtuna si…si iar va trebui sa fug..sa fug din calea ei..si poate atunci nu imi voi mai reveni..poate k de atunci nu-mi va mai placea ploaia deloc…cine stie?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;vremea e ca sufletul omului…mereu skimbator….niciodata nu sti la ce sa te astepti…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oare cand trebuie sa-ti iei umbrela?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;te iubesc….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a tip="" href="http://dansulploii.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-15" src="http://dansulploii.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/kiss.jpg?w=300&amp;amp;h=225" alt="" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;26 mai 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-6641880920798284991?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/6641880920798284991/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=6641880920798284991' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/6641880920798284991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/6641880920798284991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/05/cu-tine.html' title='cu tine..'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-4112508635437500564</id><published>2008-05-31T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T05:57:39.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>c'est la vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Suntem 2 libertati…dragostea noastra nu e o umilinta ci o mandrie.Nu vreausa te coplesesc,sa-ti limitezi viata numai la mine.N-as avea nici o bucurie sa am alaturi de mine un prizonier.Nu-ti cer decat dragostea ta.aceea e a mea si numai a mea.N-o impart cu nimeni.Asa cum nici tu nu vei imparti dragostea mea cu nimeni.Dar dincolo de dragoste esti liber sa traiesti asa cum crezi.prietenii tai,profesia ta,capriciile tale..iti apartin.Nu-ti cer nici un sacrificiu.Vrei sa meditezi singur..mediteaza…vrei sa fi doar cu prietenii tai..du-te!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fi alaturi de mine asa cum ai fost inainte de a ma cunoaste…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;intrebarea zilei:de ce ti-e frica???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;te iubesc…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a tip="" href="http://dansulploii.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/the_ways_of_love_by_pavlova.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-11" src="http://dansulploii.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/the_ways_of_love_by_pavlova.jpg?w=127&amp;amp;h=96" alt="" height="96" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;22 mai 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-4112508635437500564?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/4112508635437500564/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=4112508635437500564' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/4112508635437500564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/4112508635437500564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/05/cest-la-vie.html' title='c&apos;est la vie'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-8611092118145789647</id><published>2008-05-31T05:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T05:56:33.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hajari...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="postentry"&gt;          &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hajari&lt;/strong&gt;..ce-mi place cum suna….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e numele meu de pe blog…si inseamna”zbor”..zborul meu spre inima ta..mda..in fine…fara romantisme si dulcegarii:p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;de ieri sunt confuza..iar…;))probabil e ceva defect cu mine,eu stiu,100 de metrii garduri vorba unei prietene &lt;img src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ideea e k sunt prinsa undeva la mijloc..nu pot da inapoi dar nici nu pot inainta….:|app am descoperit o melodie care ma rascoleste e superba Proconsul”pentru tine”…ascult-o..sper sa-ti placa &lt;img src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok..dupa ce k sunt confuza,am ramas si fara inspiratie..vroiam sa scriu ceva si pnm..mi-am ametit visele:))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in fine..totul ne desparte pe mine si pe tine:distanta,oamenii,viata si poate si destinul..nu ma tem de zambetul tau.deci nu ma tem de nimic.sunt ceea ce-i dincolo de fereastra camerei tale…departarea.privirea ta nu ma va gasi nicaieri.amintirea ta nu are unde sa ma afle.glasul tau nu poate sa ma strige si nu stie unde.sunt intre cele 4 zari’raspantia lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sti sa asculti?auzi vantul la fereastra?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;st ce-i nostalgia?pvivesti uneori pe fereastra fara sa vezi nimic?sunt pe acolo…o apropiere si o departate in preajma ta….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gandeste-te la mine ca la o stea desprinsa din tine si dusa in intuneric…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;te iubesc…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;22 mai 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-8611092118145789647?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/8611092118145789647/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=8611092118145789647' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/8611092118145789647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/8611092118145789647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/05/hajari.html' title='hajari...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-6005652151294275281</id><published>2008-05-31T05:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T05:55:47.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soarta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="postentry"&gt;          &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok..nu scriu mult…nush dak cred in soarta sau nu…stiu doar k…hmm..nici asta nu stiu,nu stiu ce-i cu mine si ce-i cu influenta asta…se pare k m-am intors de unde am plecat…nici un pas inainte..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;si dak soarta a facut asta….imi bag p*** in ea soarta &lt;img src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_neutral.gif" alt=":|" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;de ce vezi totul asa de simplu??de ce nu citesti nimic in okii mei…e atat de simplu…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;iar  m-ai dat peste cap…hm&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ok…..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sa sti k vorbeam serios cand ti-am zis k te voi iubi mereu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16 mai 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-6005652151294275281?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/6005652151294275281/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=6005652151294275281' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' 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class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;si pana la urma totul se rezuma la prieteni…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;anturajul face totul..el te formeaza asa cum esti,asa cum devii…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;poti sa ii critici,sa nu-ti placa,dar sunt prietenii mei..nu sunt cei mai perfecti,si poate priviti individual nu au nimic special dar impreuna…impreuna formeaza gask mea..nebunii mei…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;din gasca..2 fete….uneia ii apreciez sinceritatea si prietenia…e exceptia de la regula”afla si da mai departe”.orice i-ai zice sti k  acolo va ramane,si orice ti s-ar intampla are rabdarea sa te asculte si sa te inteleaga…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;pe cealalta am descoperit-o tarziu.tarziu pentru k regret k am avut-o atat de mult timp langa mine si nu am profitat..ea e “gaza mea”..persoana sesibila “cu maini de bebelus”…tipa sincera care nu-ti va zice niciodata”nu esti tu vinovata” ci “o meriti din plin,dar acum ridica capu’ si nu mai fa aceiasi greseala”….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;iar restul..restul sunt baietii mei…si fiind baietii toti se dau duri cand sunt impreuna…dar individual sunt niste persoane deosebite…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;si incep cu el…cel care mi-a suportat toate istericalele,mi-a sters lacrimile si m-a invatat sa privesc mereu inainte,niciodata inapoi.cel care mi-a zis k”totul va fi bine” si i-am zis k nu il cred.cel care a avut mai multa rabdare cu mine decat un parinte cu copilu’ sau caruia ii zice sa nu se urce pe leagan si copilu tot se urk pentru k curiozitatea si inocenta varstei il indeamna..m-a ridicat de fiecare data cand incapatanata m-am urcat pe”leaganul interzis” si am cazut..si nu m-a certat ci mi-a ascultat motivele curiozitatii,si m-a luat in brate..si mi-a explicat situatia din afara..si intr-un final [mai greu] am inteles…pentru toate cate ai facut saptamanile asta pt mine,pentru toata increderea,raddarea si afectiunea care mi le-ai oferit..multumesc..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;ceilalti sunt sursa mea de buna dispozitie…ei ma inveselesc chiar si atunci cand nu le spun cauza supararii mele..ei doar isi fac meseria de cei mai buni prieteni.am nevoie doar de cateva clipe alaturi de ei k mai apoi sa-mi amintesc k sloganul e”nu privi in urma..viata ta se desfasoara in fata ta”..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;mi-amintesc de un proverb chinezesc pe care l-am citit undeva”daca in viata ta ai avut 5 prieteni buni..inseamna k nu ai trait degeaba”…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;nu o sa-i mentionez pe toti…prietenii nu se numesc,se recunosc..pe toti impreuna si pe fiecare separat..va apreciez ca sunteti ceea ce vreti,nu ceea ce vor altii sa fiti….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;TE IUBESC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;articol din 14 mai 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-4676750264835324698?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/4676750264835324698/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=4676750264835324698' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/4676750264835324698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/4676750264835324698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/05/smile.html' title='smile'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-4688044924205582665</id><published>2008-05-08T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:28:50.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>am plecat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mi-am skimbat adresa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; http://dansulploii.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;see you there!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-4688044924205582665?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/4688044924205582665/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=4688044924205582665' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/4688044924205582665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/4688044924205582665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/05/am-plecat.html' title='am plecat...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-282409584624389478</id><published>2008-05-06T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:19:09.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inca un pas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Prietenii sunt acolo cand ai nevoie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ai auzit asta de mii de ori..de la multe persoane..dar ele nu au fost langa tine cand erai la margine de prapastie...cand totul se invartea cu tine si nu gaseai rostul lucrurilor din jurul tau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;am crezut k asa va fi si de data asta..k ma vor lasa singura.si vor venei abia dupa ce furtuna a trecut,dar nu..au stat acolo q mine..si mi-au suportat toate istericalele si toti nervii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nu m-au compatimit,m-au facut sa simt doar k sunt langa mine dak am nevoie de ei..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nu au plans q mine,m-au facut sa rad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nu au criticat nimic legat de situatie...doar au tacut si au inteles fara intrebari...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;si m-au privit k si cum n-as fi avut nimic...nu m-au facut sa ma simt mai rau decat eram...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;si am trecut peste..inca imi mai zburda prin cap amintiri si mai am momente in care nu pot iesi din trecut...dar tot raul spre bine,nu??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;totusi..am realizat k desi nu sunt perfecti..sunt prietenii mei..si ii iubesc!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;poate k uneori nu sunt kiar prietenii p care tii-ai dorit..dar nimeni nu e perfect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;important e sa apreciezi persoanele din jurul tau..pana nu e prea tarziu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;gata nu mai privesc in spate...sunt gata sa merg mai departe....alaturi de voi....va iubesc!(si..sa nu vi se urce l cap:P:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;[articol dedicat in special lui razvi si andrei...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;te iubesc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-282409584624389478?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/282409584624389478/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=282409584624389478' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/282409584624389478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/282409584624389478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/05/inca-un-pas.html' title='inca un pas...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-6345685014305795149</id><published>2008-04-28T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T11:44:12.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pauzaaa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/SBYZPqhHOzI/AAAAAAAAADk/cWFJX5Op_cI/s1600-h/love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/SBYZPqhHOzI/AAAAAAAAADk/cWFJX5Op_cI/s200/love1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194366977120353074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;param pam pam....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...care e faza q pauza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;n-am gasit ink o definitzie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;dak ne luam dupa mult asteptata pauza de l scoala...e o placere sa ai o pauza din cand in cand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;si in orice munk care o faci..mentala sau fizik..o pauza e bine venita oricand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have a break,have a kitkat!!;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Definitzie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;PÁUZĂ, &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PAUZ%C4%82"&gt;pauze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=S"&gt;s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=F"&gt;f&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=SUSPENDARE"&gt;Suspendare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=OPRIRE"&gt;oprire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=TEMPORAR"&gt;temporară&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=UN"&gt;unei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=AC%C5%A2IUNE"&gt;acţiuni&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=UN"&gt;unei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=MI%C5%9ECARE"&gt;mişcări&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=UN"&gt;unei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=ACTIVITATE"&gt;activităţi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=INTERVAL"&gt;interval&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DE"&gt;de&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=TIMP"&gt;timp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=C%C3%82T"&gt;cât&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DURA"&gt;durează&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=ACEST"&gt;această&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=%C3%8ENTRERUPERE"&gt;întrerupere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=REPAUS"&gt;repaus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=LOC"&gt;Loc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. adv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=F%C4%82R%C4%82"&gt;Fără&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PAUZ%C4%82"&gt;pauză&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; = &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=CONTINUU"&gt;continuu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=NE%C3%8ENTRERUPT"&gt;neîntrerupt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. ** (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=LA"&gt;La&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=%C5%9ECOAL%C4%82"&gt;şcoală&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=RECREA%C5%A2IE"&gt;Recreaţie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;^1. ** (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=LA"&gt;La&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=SPECTACOL"&gt;spectacole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=ANTRACT"&gt;Antract&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; (Concr.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=SEMN"&gt;Semn&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=MUZICAL"&gt;muzical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=CORESPUNZ%C4%82TOR"&gt;corespunzător&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=VALOARE"&gt;valorilor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DE"&gt;de&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=FRAZ%C4%82"&gt;fraze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DE"&gt;de&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=NOT%C4%82"&gt;note&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=care"&gt;care&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=SE"&gt;se&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PUNE"&gt;pune&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PE"&gt;pe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PORTATIV"&gt;portativ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PENTRU"&gt;pentru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=indica"&gt;indica&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=%C3%8ENTRERUPERE"&gt;întreruperea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=UN"&gt;unei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=FRAZ%C4%82"&gt;fraze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=MUZICAL"&gt;muzicale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=%C5%9EI"&gt;şi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DURAT%C4%82"&gt;durata&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=ACEST"&gt;acestei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=%C3%8ENTRERUPERE"&gt;întreruperi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; (Concr.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=Linie"&gt;Linie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=ORIZONTAL"&gt;orizontală&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=MAI"&gt;mai&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=LUNG"&gt;lungă&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DEC%C3%82T"&gt;decât&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=CRATIM%C4%82"&gt;cratima&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=folosit%C4%83"&gt;folosită&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=CA"&gt;ca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=SEMN"&gt;semn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DE"&gt;de&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PUNCTUA%C5%A2IE"&gt;punctuaţie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PENTRU"&gt;pentru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=indica"&gt;indica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=CITITOR"&gt;cititorului&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=o"&gt;o&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=OPRIRE"&gt;oprire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=%C3%8EN"&gt;în&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=lectur%C4%83"&gt;lectură&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=MAI"&gt;mai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=MARE"&gt;mare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DEC%C3%82T"&gt;decât&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=LA"&gt;la&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=VIRGUL%C4%82"&gt;virgulă&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=SAU"&gt;sau&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PENTRU"&gt;pentru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=SEPARA"&gt;separa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DOI"&gt;două&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PARTE"&gt;părţi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=deosebite"&gt;deosebite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=ALE"&gt;ale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=UN"&gt;unui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=TEXT"&gt;text&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. [Pr.: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=PA"&gt;pa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=UT"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=U"&gt;u&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=UT"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=UT"&gt;-&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DIN"&gt;Din&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=LAT"&gt;lat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;pausa, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; fr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;pause, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; germ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Pause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ce tare e explicata pauza k semn de punctuatzie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/Gramatica?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=Linie"&gt;"Linie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=ORIZONTAL"&gt;orizontală&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=MAI"&gt;mai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=LUNG"&gt;lungă&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=DEC%C3%82T"&gt;decât&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="dex" href="http://www.archeus.ro/lingvistica/CautareDex?lang=ro&amp;amp;query=CRATIM%C4%82"&gt;cratima&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;,"..smekera definitzia asta..deja iti imaginezi o linie mai lunga dekt linia lunga a cratimei;))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;bun....asta e definitzia din DEX...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;so...acum revenind la ce ne doare...care e definitzia pauzei intr-o relatzie??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ce implica?in ce scop??pe mine cu ce ma avantajeaza?cele 3 intrebari care iti dau raspunsu l o problema in orice situatie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    IN CE SCOP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ce sa zic acum??cum vad eu ..din pct meu de vedere nu?k doar ce pnm e blogu meu ce pnm mea:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;[hmmm bine dispusa??...dap...V.S.T-Vama veche..melodia mea preferata..cred;))pe langa ink 10:)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;revenind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;pauza implica skimbarea relatie dintre cei 2...nu pot avea acelasi comportament k pana atunci deoarece asta le-ar afecata gandirea si nu ar vedea diferentza..insa dak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;in relatia lor intervine o pauza insemana ca ceva..nu merge,da q virgula..so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;racirea fatza de persoana cealalta te determina sa te gandesti l ea intr-un alt mod...sa-i vezi calitatzile si defectele cu alti okii..nu q aceia q care nu vedeai altceva dekt dragoste..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;si fiind departe de tine intelegi ce simti..intelegi dak ti-e dor de perosna respectiva..dak ii simti lipsa..dak ti-e dor sa o privesti,sa o asculti..sa o saruti..dak da:BINGO!!se pare k dak si cealalta pers gandeste la fel..va-ti impacat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;pe de alta parte intervine cealalta varinata cand...se pare k nu-ti pasa k nu o mai vezi...uiti de ea ..deci ..si aici intervine o rezolvare a   solutiei:despartirea....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;       CE IMPLICA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;cred k am zis si mai sus..gandirea si analizarea sentimentelor la rece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ceea ce evident cere o reducere a relatiei de iubire la cel putin una de prietenie...pt a se vedea diferentza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;bine k ..fiecare vede acum relatia de prietenie intr-un alt mod..cu sau fara tzineri de mana si kestii asemanatoare:P...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   AVANTAJELE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;pai...cu ce ma avantajeaza pe mine??ma ajuta sa vad care e de fapt situatiza,sentimentele,problemele(qm zicea un prieten"nu exista probleme ci doar rezolvari de probleme"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ok..a trecut o zi...poate vor mai trece cateva pana cand vom gasi un raspuns la intrebarile din capul nostru..pana atunci...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    TINE-TI APROAPE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-6345685014305795149?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/6345685014305795149/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-4044328288262220497</id><published>2008-04-27T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T08:30:57.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>copilul si  durerea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/SBSZKqhHOyI/AAAAAAAAADc/hVeZ4Fl5lfM/s1600-h/21042008%28017%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/SBSZKqhHOyI/AAAAAAAAADc/hVeZ4Fl5lfM/s200/21042008%28017%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193944678755941154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Come with me, stay the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; You say the words but boy it don't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; What do you expect me to say (You know it's just too little too late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; You take my hand, and you say you've changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; But boy you know your begin don't fool me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Because to you it's just a game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; So let me on down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause time has made me strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm starting to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm gonna say this now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Your chance has come and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; And you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; It's just too little too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; A little too wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; And I can't wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it's just too little too late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; You say you dream of my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; But you don't like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; You just like the chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; To be real, it doesn't matter anyway (You know it's just too little too late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I was young and in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I gave you everything but it wasn't enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; And now you wanna communicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Go find someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; In lettin you go, I'm lovin myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; You gotta problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; But don't come askin me for help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause ya know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I can love with all of my heart baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; I know I have so much to give (I have so much to give)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; With a player like you, I don't have a prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; That's the way to live, yeah oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa  zicem k in ultimul timp mi-am facut un obicei...in zilele de sarbatoare cum ar fi Pastele si Craciunul...sa am o stare najpa,sa fiu suparata,nervoasa,sau dezamagita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ce sa zic..anu asta de Paste am batut recordul..le am pe toate 3...si motive am din greu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;am zis eu k vremea asta e la el ca sufletul meu....acu e innorat...dar nu ploua..poate dak ar ploua ar fi mai placut...cand ploua toata tensiunea scade,cerul se descarca si apoi ramane senin..dar asa...sta innorat..la fel si eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;prezisesem k sufar de astenie de primavara..se pare k nu...pt k nu ma doare nici macar capul,poate doar inima...desi dak stai sa te gandesti e o expresie foarte prost gandita..dragoastea si sentimentele nu vin din inima ci din creier...inima se ocupa cu pulsatia sangelui n-are ea treaba cu altceva..;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;se pare k lucrurile care mi se pareau benefice mai mult ma afecteaza...si ma afecteaza intr-un mod prea..posesiv...incat nu mai pot sa scap de unele ganduri ce ma urmaresc,si nu dau vina pe tine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hai sa-ti spun ce cred asa fara atatea ocolisuri....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cred k nu mai exista dragoate ci doar obosnuintza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ca nu mai exista atractie ci doar obligatie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nu e iubire,nici macar prietenie.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;think clear!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;si hotaraste-te ce va fi si cum va fi...sa-ti zic asa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;incepe sa nu-mi mai pese....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;life's good!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   make it better....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-4044328288262220497?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/4044328288262220497/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=4044328288262220497' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-1738126201847551171</id><published>2008-04-20T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:41:46.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>through the rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;incep sa cred k totul se intampla din cauza mea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;si ce pnm vrei sa fac dak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; nush sa-mi sustin punctul de vedere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  dak nu am mereu aceiasi parere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;   dak nu gandesc k tn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;    dak mie mi se par normal si tie nu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;     nu sunt perfecta si nu sunt asa cum vrei tu sa fiu..ai avut timp sa vezi asta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;poate k nu o sa reusesc sa ma skimb pt k eu asa am fost mereu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;si ce-ai sa-mi faci??nimik stiu..pentru k poate e prea tarziu sa mai fie ceva de facut..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;poate nu mai vrei sa te mai implici odata pt k ti-e frik..te cred..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;nu te invinovatzesc pe tine..stiu EU sunt de vina mereu...cam aia e..tu ma faci sa ma simt vinovata pt toate..si poate kiar sunt nu zic nu..dar...pnm..in felul asta ajung sa inebunesc...nu ma mai tin nervii sa mai discut cu tn de 2 ori...desi dak ar fi sa aleg intre nervii mei si tn..pe cine vrezi k as alege?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;eu nu inteleg de ce se ajunge mereu la aceiasi discutii??de ce mereu ma invinovatzesti din cauza trecutului..dc mereu il aduci in discutie..??tu nu vezi k mereu ma faci sa ma doara???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;imi pare rau k nu mai ai incredere in mn..k mereu te gandesti k poate se va mai intampla odata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;mereu am fost instabila si nici eu nush la ce sa ma astept de la mn si de la reactiile mele...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ai fost si esti singurul  care ma face sa-mi pun intrebari"de  ce?"care m-a facut sa-mi pese....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..si pe care il iubesc...da poate asta nu mai conteaza atat de mult acum..cand au intervenit altele..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;nu vreau sa fac pe victima...nu sunt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;vreau doar sa intelegi unele kestii....si sa nu le interpretezi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;nush ce gandesti..mi-ar placea sa stiu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;oricum imi doresc enorm de mult sa fi fericit  q sau fara mn..esti o persoana mai greu de gasit pe lumea asta..si..TE IUBESC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;.....dak crezi k mai are rost..CAUTA-MA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-1738126201847551171?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/1738126201847551171/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=1738126201847551171' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/1738126201847551171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/1738126201847551171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/04/through-rain.html' title='through the rain...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-3737396059532517962</id><published>2008-04-19T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T13:03:30.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vremea depresiilor??..de ce??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;priveste si zambeste!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sau nu......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;oi fi eu paranoik da ceva tot se intampla aici..si poate pana ma trezesc sa iau masuri o sa fie prea tarziu....sau poate deja nu my are rost..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;pnm....ma gandeam ce e de facut..si dak my sunt sanse sa se remedieze situatia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;eu nu my pot asa..sunt q nervii l pamant...ma enervez din orice..si in acelasi timp am un kef nesimtit de ras...adik pnm..nu m-ar mira dak as lua-o razna...imi si imaginez:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;si nu exagerez deloc....zicea  cineva ceva de niste antideresive??pnm...in momente de genu aveam nevoie de cu totul altceva si imi reveneam intr-o clipita..da pnm..s-a cam terminat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;si de luat n-o s-o iau de la capat....dak se termina acu..se termina toate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;am inceput sa fiu prea pesimista...si am ajuns l niste concluzii negre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;exista prieteni adevaratii..da nu sunt destul de norocoasa sa-i am prin preajma...oriqm orice prieten..tot te invidiaza,te minte dak e nevoie..e in firea omului....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;nush pana l urma care e faza q dragostea....e sau nu e  pt totdeauna?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;si..dc iti skimbi mereu comportamentu asa incat sa am impresia mereu k nu te cunosc?dc e atat de distantza intre suflete?dc nu e mai intersecteaza visurile?dc de fiecare data cand sunt q tn ma bufneste plansu fiindk realizez k o sa se termine tot...la fel de brusc pe cat a inceput..:|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;dc nu-mi mai pasa de persoanele pe care le iubeam?si dc incep sa ma implic in mult prea multe kestii din care stiu k ies c greu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;De ce imi skimb starile de spirit atat de radical k nici eu nu le mai fac fatza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;....si k tot imi bat capu toata ziua cu tot felu de probleme tind sa cred k gasesc si rezolvari..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;vreau sa fie totul k inainte..dc s-a skimbat??ce a intervenit??de ce e asa acum?nu inteleg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;cam intrebarea asta imi vajaie creierii in ultimu timp"DE CE?"..pnm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;inceark sa intelegi...vorbeste-mi sau taci..iubeste-ma sau lasa-ma...minte-ma sau spune-mi adevarul..numa fa ceva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;intlege k in felul asta ori se duce totul draqu pt k pana l urma tot o iau razna..ori sterge-te din amintirile mele k sa nu ma mai doara atat...ori..revin-o-ti!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;pnm..e tarziu...azi a fost furtuna afara si in sufletul meu o invalamaseala de nervi,si imi tot bat capu..sa gasesc..care e de fapt cauza..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;afara nori au plans...in sufletul meu..ploua..si e intuneric..afara...si inauntru..e doar lumina de la monitor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;dupa o noapte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;alba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; o alta zi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;neagra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.....intr-o  viatza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;gri&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-3737396059532517962?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/3737396059532517962/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=3737396059532517962' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/3737396059532517962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/3737396059532517962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/04/vremea-depresiilor.html' title='vremea depresiilor??..de ce??'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-2570279568831129342</id><published>2008-04-15T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T12:46:58.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>secrete....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/SAUFxecM8rI/AAAAAAAAADA/zlCkYRvBe-M/s1600-h/baby_img1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/SAUFxecM8rI/AAAAAAAAADA/zlCkYRvBe-M/s200/baby_img1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189560493157446322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;zi interactionez q publicu...sau sa zicem ceva de genu"intreaba publicu"sau"suna un prieten"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so..tema zilei..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DRAGOSTEA&lt;/span&gt;...sunt eu pornita eu p subiectu asta de l o vreme...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ce e dragostea..si cat dureaza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;priveste problema statistic..ce zic altii asa in general.....dar mai mult ..ce crezi tu...ce reprezinta dragostea?hai sa facem un sondaj...vedem ce pareri se strang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;azi discutam....dragostea..nu dureaza..ea se pierde in timp..se evapora precum fumu la adierea vantului..si ce ramane??respect,incredere,sinceritate..dar la urma urmei..nimik din ce te-a facut sa te indragostesti la inceput de acea persoana..si ce rost mai are??cauti pe altcineva de care sa te indrgostesti.....alta persoana care sa te faca sa simti fluturashi in stomac,la atingerea caruia sa simti vibratii in tot corpu..o persoana dupa care sa mori de dor..si cand vei ajuunge sa o cunosti indeajuns de bn...dragostea va disparea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;si pornim iar de la capat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ce e acea kestie....nush..care te face sa-mi menti iubirea ...pentru totdeauna  for ever and ever and ever.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nu poti acuza pe cineva de infidelitate dak s-a indragostit de altcineva...sufletului nu-i comanzi..doar poti sa ii impui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;din experientza mea vasta(doar 17 ani:)))...am ajuns sa zicem la un rezultat..nush dak si corect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;deci...pentru k dragostea sa fie intretzinuta...trebuie k intre parteneri sa ramana un sambure de mister...mereu celalata pers sa te surprinda(placut)..exact atunci cand crezi k sti exact reactia ei...sa nu incerci sa o cunosti prea bine..lasa-o sa te surprinda...si evident....la randu tau...uneori intrece-te pe tine..fa kestii iesite din comun..cv ce nu ai facut vreodata...sau doar ceva simplu...care sti k ii place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ceva in mintea noastra se reaprinde in momentu ala..iti amintesti de faptu k iubesti pers respectiva si tocmai ti-a demonstrat de ce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nu cred in actele de casatorie..sunt doar niste bariere in plus ..pt libertatea ta..dak vrei sa stai q o persoana..stai din dragoste nu k te leaga niste hartii....si revin l o idee care mi-a intrat in cap de ceva timp...legatura o creaza doar Dumnezeu..nu legea..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;melancolik....nu-mi place k ploua...e prea trist...park cineva de sus plange...remediu pt o stare din asta??un ceai de tei si o persoana in bratzele caruia sa stai...si iar revenim la dragoste..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;pana la urma ma gandesc..oare nu totul se invarte in jurul iubirii??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;iubirea parinteask...ei iti fac de obicei capu' calendar pt k te iubesc si nu vor sa gresesti...sa cazi,cea prieteneask...prietenii sunt un fel de parintii..dar care iti permit orice aproape..si q care te poti manifesta in voie..cea pasionala....e dragostea lui sau a ei..pentru..nush pentru ce?..pentru apropierea trupurilor lor...nevoia de a simti prezentza cuiva alaturi mereu...a mainii pe care sa te sprijini..si a altor kestii my..intime;))...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in fine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;intr-o zi ploioasa k asta...nu-ti zboara gandu l singuratatea ta?nu vrei iubire???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;si..cat ziceai k dureaza dragostea??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-2570279568831129342?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/2570279568831129342/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=2570279568831129342' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2570279568831129342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2570279568831129342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/04/secrete.html' title='secrete....'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/SAUFxecM8rI/AAAAAAAAADA/zlCkYRvBe-M/s72-c/baby_img1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-7580867978759408973</id><published>2008-04-09T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T05:28:43.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>intr-o alta stare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R_y2c4ec3lI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Tw7WxptsF9w/s1600-h/mesaje_0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R_y2c4ec3lI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Tw7WxptsF9w/s200/mesaje_0650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187221478136667730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ti s-a intamplat vreodata sa ai un inceput de zi cat se poate de normal si mai apoi sa te apuce o stare anume??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ti s-a intamplat k odata sa ridici okii din ceea ce faceai(eu azi citeam)si sa te rupi de lumea din jur...sa privesti de undeva de sus si sa te vezi si pe tine akolo da park sa simiti k nu apartii peisajului??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ti s-a intamplat sa vrei sa fugi si gata?kiar dak te sti asa de curajos in fatze multor situatii sa vrei sa pleci din cauza unei kestii asa de banale??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;sa vrei sa nu mai fi tu pt cateva momente si altcineva sa vina sa-ti rezolve problemele??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;multa lume ma intreba de ce citesc atat??dc imi place atat de mult sa citesc??pentru k ma despind de lumea reala si traiesc actiunea cartii..e un fel de..evadare sa zic asa...tot ce citesc ma si pasioneaza in primul rand si atunci mi-e asa de simplu sa ma desprind de lumea asta si sa intru in lumea cartii..o lume creata de altcineva...cred k autorii q aderavat talentati sunt cei care te fac sa traiesti i actiunea ..sa plangi dak moare un personaj sa zambesti cand ceva frumos se intampla..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;in fine..imi place sa traiesc cartile pe care le citesc...in felul asta uit de viatza mea..de zilele care trec..de dorul care ma apasa..de reprosurile pe care le primesc..de tot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;si acu ma simt mik...ma simt mik pt k,k de obicei nu pot sa fac nimik din ceea ce vreau q adevarat..ceea ce-mi doresc mai mult..si de asta ma ascund..ma ascund de sentimentele mele in spatele unor randuri..unor personaje...pt k mi-e frik sa privesc inauntru meu...pt k stiu k acolo voi gasi o invalmaseala de dor si iubire tristete singuratate si mi-e frica sa nu ma ratacesc printre ele.......o sa iau blogu asta k pe un jurnal..oriqm pers care il citesc deja stiu ce simt..si dak nu stiu afla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TE IUBESC......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-7580867978759408973?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/7580867978759408973/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=7580867978759408973' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/7580867978759408973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/7580867978759408973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/04/intr-o-alta-stare.html' title='intr-o alta stare...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R_y2c4ec3lI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Tw7WxptsF9w/s72-c/mesaje_0650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-5982511161441390903</id><published>2008-04-03T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T04:50:10.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ploua!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;siiiiii....ploua:|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pnm....si vremea asta iti da o stare asa de najpa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;si azi avem babul majoratului...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mi-am pregatit o rokie neagra...o esarfa neagra...si o sa ma dau q un creion negru l okii,,o nuantza in ton q vremea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;influentzabila vremea asta..cel putin pe mn ma influentzeaza....si sapt asta frate..nu putea sa fie soare:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n-am kef..sunt  k o leguma la ora asta..(8:30 ora de info)..pnm...scriu de plictiseala deci e fara idee articolu asta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;din clasa nu au venit decat cativa la sc..cilalti se pregatesc spiritual si mai stiu eu qm pt bal..sau pur si simplu nu au avut kef sa vina:|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nui puteam sa stau si eu aks sa dorm...;??da pnm e tata skimbu 2:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sapt asta sunt super obosita...nu dorm decat putin asa k am de recuperat sapt viitoare:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ce sa mai zic??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmmm...andra o sa se deghizeze in tzigank..si eu..hmmm eu o sa fiu un fel de "lady in black"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;numa k nu-s asa de sigura k imi sta asa de bn in negru...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am zis k mi-e somn???bag p*** mor de somn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sau qm era faza??puuuula mea:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sa vezi mah ce dorm la bal:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;da pnm..dak stau sa ma gandesc..nu prea am kef de lumea multa..am kef sa stau acasa sa ma uit qm ploua..si sa beau o cana de ciocolata calda..si..sa te tin de mana...si..sa ascult muzik lenta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pff....mi-e somn..de fapt mai mult mi-e lene..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pfoai ce articol frate:))te doare mintea:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gata...nu mai scriu..:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;continuarea...o scriu dupa cateva zile...miercuri..la bal..a fost najpa..f najpa....pana l urma -a imbracat in pijamalutzele lu andra si andra cu rokia mea de "lady in black"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;tarziu spre seara am avut un conflict urat de totq tata..pnm...vina mea intr-un fel k stiu ce se intampla dak el venea aks..vina lui k e comunist..:|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;acu e o situatie constanta pasiva..momentan e ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-5982511161441390903?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/5982511161441390903/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=5982511161441390903' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/5982511161441390903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/5982511161441390903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/04/ploua.html' title='ploua!!!'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-2276014165746428271</id><published>2008-03-26T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T08:38:18.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ziua de miercuri...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-psGIec3jI/AAAAAAAAACo/93An740rM3w/s1600-h/25_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-psGIec3jI/AAAAAAAAACo/93An740rM3w/s200/25_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182073173853396530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;cea mai najpa..esti cat se poate de departe de weekend..departe de cel trecut si de cel ce va veni...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ce trist e sa sa-t traiesti viatza in asteptarea zilei de maine care poate va fi mai inspirata decat cea de azi...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;de fapt ideea principala e k....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;pnm...imi vine sa-mi bag p***in toate idioatele si toti idiotzi care se dau mare smekeri sau buni prieteni..ce draqu' stiti voi ce e aia pritenie..sunteti numa niste pupincuristi...&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;incep si eu sa cred k nu poti avea incredere decat in umbra ta sau optional in reflexie desi aia e cam variabila si no..nu prea-ti vine sa ai incredere in ceva ce nu e constant...:|&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;de fapt ideea era k...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu intai vroiam sa zic k..mama pleaca..dap...iar pleaca..si dak pana zilele trecute saream in sus k iar raman singura aks..acu mi s-a taiat din entuziasm...de tot:|&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;pnm..adik aveam mai putina libertate da mai multa iubire...de fapt si la urma urmei cine pnm te iubeste mai mult decat propia ta mama(asta dak n-ai ghinionu sa te nasti intr-o familie din aia de narcisisti sau mai stiu eu ce)...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;te gandesti mereu k iti pune interdictii..eu ma gandeam in ultimu timp k e o egoista k ma tine in casa cu ea...dak stai sa te gandesti(eu dak stau sa ma gandesc k e situaitia mea aici)iubirea implica si egoism si gelozie..o dorintza puternica k persoana pe care o iubesti sa fie langa tine mereu si doar pt tine..e ceva de genu k iti dai seama de iubirea fata de celalalt doar atunci cand ajungi la concluzia k desi e langa tine niciodata nu-ti va apartine..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poate dragostea intre doua pers de sex opus...e mai puternica si normal k implica mai multa pasiune,dorintza si alte cele..dar dragostea de mama va fi mereu aceiasi si va fi mereu acolo cand vei avea nevoie..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;cealalta iubire e trecatoare si vin altele si intotdeauna zici k "asta e ultima mea iubire,pe tine te voi iubi mereu"cand vei zice asta (si dak vei zice vreodata)gandeste-te cat de adevarat e asta..sau mai bine nu zi..pt k nu sti ce-ti rezerva ziua de maine....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu am zis "te voi iubi mereu"...si sunt cat se poate de sigura k asa va fi...de asta am si zis-o...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;(ideea asta o lasam pt alt articol..acu vb de altceva)...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deci revenind la subiect.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;    de ce "ziua de miercuri..."?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;sa va explic....nu sunt superstitzioasa de felu meu..nu cred in zi de 13 sau in zi de martzi...nu am nimik cu pisicile negre..(eu am ceva cu pisicile in general&gt;:))nu port mereu cv pe dos k sa nu ma deochi,ma intorc din drum chiar dak asta ar insemna sa nu-mi mai mearga bine...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu cred in ziua de miercuri...k fiind cea mai nenorocita zi...mereu a fost asa la mn in decurs de 4 ani..deci nu ma indoiesc k asa a fost mereu...am un fix cu ziua asta...de obicei ori toata ziua e proasta ori intervine ceva pe parcurs si o strica..(nu k n-ar fi deja stricata:doar e miercuri)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;in clasa a-8-a obisnuiam sa ma cert q tata..da asa kiar in fiecare miercuri...pnm...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;intr-o zi de vara1997..miercuri(stiu k era miercuri k numa miercurea faceam mama gogosi(mai tarziu am skimbat miercurea cu joia si gogosile cu cartofi prajitzi;)) )am cazut de pe topoganu din park si pnm..era sa mor..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;de fiecare data cand a plecat mama in it a plecat joi..dar miercuri....miercurea a fost mereu ce-a mai najpa zi..ziua dinaintea plecari..pnm..esentxialu e k mercurea pt mn e q ghinion:P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ma tot gandeam acu la jumatatea asta de sapt...adik la luni si marzi...si la starea mea de spirit..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;am fost atat de instabila..am plans de cateva ori si dc???naiba stie...si totusi q tot origoliu meu de pui mik si galben..(vorba cuiva)..recunosc..o sa-mi fie dor de ea...mereu mi-a fost...acu o sa-mi pot vedea prietenii mai des..dar oare o pot ei inlocui pe mama?si gandindu-ma la ultimele zile ajung la vorbele ei"nimeni niciodata nu e cu adevarat prietenu tau...oricine ar fi tot te invidiaza tot te vorbeste de rau atunci candva certati...sa nu ai incredere decat in tine..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;concluzia zilei de azi:mama tot mama ramane,nu?kiar dak ti se pare cicalitoare.egoista,rea..etc etc...nu e cineva pe lumea asta care te va iubi mai multsi cu o iubire constanta(exista exceptzii bineinteles....si ii compatimesc pe cei cae au parte de un alt fel de mama)..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;articolu asta ti-l dedic tie mama desi nu-l vei citi niciodata pt k nici nu sti de el..da tu sti k te iubesc si k-mi va fi dor de tine,nu?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;[te iubesc....pnm acu m-a apucat plansu..:|...:-S]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-2276014165746428271?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/2276014165746428271/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=2276014165746428271' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2276014165746428271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2276014165746428271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/03/ziua-de-miercuri.html' title='ziua de miercuri...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-psGIec3jI/AAAAAAAAACo/93An740rM3w/s72-c/25_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-2696598971288919664</id><published>2008-03-23T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T04:19:34.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vasul cu sentimente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-Y7zoec3iI/AAAAAAAAACg/jAlP_kSeJGY/s1600-h/64309_dor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-Y7zoec3iI/AAAAAAAAACg/jAlP_kSeJGY/s200/64309_dor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180894179560840738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ca la tombola..depinde ce noroc ai...sa extragi sentimente...pakat k unele sunt de alcelasi fel si de asta nu apuci sa extragi din fiecare cate una..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;e trist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;azi am extras 2 sentimente..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;intai DOR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi-e dor sa-mi poata fi dor....(vorba unei prietene)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi-e dor sa mai fiu un copil inocent si sa vad lumea in alb negru si gri...dak primeam o inghetzata eram cea mai fericita(alb) dak nu o primeam era trista(negru) ,dar dak primeam o bomboana in locul ei era cat de cat ok(gri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi-e dor sa mai stau noaptea tarziu afara si sa nu se ia nimeni de sufletul meu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi-e dor sa mai stau afara sa ma joc cu papusile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi-e dor sa merg la tzara si sa crec pui de la incubator si ei sa vina dupa mine k dupa mama lor si sa am grija pe unde calc k nu cumva sa ranesc un ghemotoc gaben si pufos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi-e dor sa ma stea frate-miu cu mine..sa ne batem toata ziua k prostii(kestii de genu tzake mic ,tzake mijlociu..tata lu tzake mijlociu...app numa pt cine stie fazele:p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi-e dor sa impart cu el ciocolata pe care mi-a dat-o mama sa o mananc singura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi-e dor sa fiu mik si sa trebuiask  sa urc pe scari pt k nu ajung la butonu de la lift..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;si..mi-e dor sa iubesc...cu intensitata aia orbeasca....sa nu vad altceva decat pe el....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;al doilea..e un sentiment confuz....melancolie....tristetze.ceva asemanator cu primu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e trist k am pierdut prieteni....dar....dar am gasit altii.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e trist k dak mereu prietenii se skimba..ori esti variabil k mine ori ii descoperi si nu ii mai acceptzi.ori incerci sa ii accepti asa qm sunt pt k sunt pritenii tai ...ori incerci sa le explici ce si cum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi-e frica de ce va fi...mi-e frik k poate peste putin timp nu vei mai fi.....&lt;br /&gt;si mi-e frik k nu voi mai avea in bratzele cui sa ma refugiez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mi-e frik k prietenii de azi nu vor mai fi si maine si poate maine vor fi altii..la fel de superficiali...(dedicatie pt andra stie ea dc....)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;si acu m-a apucat un sentiment de nesigurantza..un alt sentiment din acel vas mare de sentimente...si de data asta nu ma tem de sentementele mele k de obicei..mi-e frik de intensitatea sentimentelor tale..de ce poate interveni intre noi..si nu nu vreau k nimeni si nimik sa ne desparta(stiu k-am abatut de la subiectu articolului)poate suna paranoic da stiu k asta imi doresc..si dak ne vom desparti vei fi prima iubire e care o voi purta in suflet k o cicartice..(acu kiar sunt paranoica)de fapt nu cred k va mai fi cineva care sa aiba atata rabdare cu mine pana sa ma indragostesc....si..te iubesc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;intr-o invalamseala de sentimente curge o lacrima..si inca una(noroc k sunt singura aks)..si in aceasta imbulzeala de tristetze melancolie visare ..dor..si alte cele nu sti de unde provin si ele si din ce cauza...si ce scop au..poate o incercare de evadare a unui sentiment ascuns intre celelalte..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;[sfarsit de saptamana...saptamana in care am avut de partea nasola a vietzii sentimentele negative] (iar sunt paranoica..pff;)) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-2696598971288919664?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/2696598971288919664/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=2696598971288919664' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2696598971288919664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2696598971288919664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/03/vasul-cu-sentimente.html' title='vasul cu sentimente...'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-Y7zoec3iI/AAAAAAAAACg/jAlP_kSeJGY/s72-c/64309_dor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-7946386914151049771</id><published>2008-03-21T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T08:03:39.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o alta stare de spirit....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-PNUIec3eI/AAAAAAAAACA/WIjw5PcKdUI/s1600-h/28_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-PNUIec3eI/AAAAAAAAACA/WIjw5PcKdUI/s200/28_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180209742162484706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cum se zice cand nu esti nici pesimist nici optimist?..nici trist nici vesel?...nici bine nici prost dispus?&lt;br /&gt;sa variezi asa intre stari....de la un moment la altul...nush....la inceputu spatamani eram nervoasa pe toata lumea,criticam pe toata lumea...miercuri eram ironica,joi dezamagita de mine intr-un fel..si azi...nush..azi a simt putin singura...trista..si totusi cu kef de tine..da tu nu esti aici...&lt;br /&gt;si afara e soare..si cald...da pnm..tu nu esti aici..&lt;br /&gt;sti..vine primavara..si sti la ce imi zboara gandu??&lt;br /&gt;la noi...&lt;br /&gt;ne-am cunoscut primavara..si sapt viitoare facem 11 luni...:-&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;si tocmai mi-a venit kefu sa ma dau cu rolele..:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;am kef sa merg la un concert si sa ma intorc q tine de mana inapoi noaptea pe dobrogeanu gherea..:-&lt;...am kef sa merg pe dealu melcilor si sa prognozez dak va ploua sau nu..sa pun pariuri..si sa castig:D     imi place primavara..iti da un plus de viatza ..de sperantza...si de iubire...imi place sa visez sa sper si sa privesc in gol.... dar cel mai mult imi place sa "prietenesc"adik sa am prietenii mei secretele mele cu ei..da nu mai am incredere ..sunt atat de neincrezatoare..vreau sa cred dar nu mai pot..sunt atat de instabila si caut prietenia acolo unde ea nu a fost vreodata... stiu doar k am incredere in tine....mai mult decat in oricine...djkid.....te iubesc...te ador....ce sti tu.....:P [si ajung la vorbele unei prietene"k iubirea consta in primu rand intr-o adevarata prietenie si incredere si confidentzialitate..."]...... ce sa inteleg k iubitzii in primu rand sunt buni prieteni??:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-7946386914151049771?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/7946386914151049771/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=7946386914151049771' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/7946386914151049771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/7946386914151049771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/03/o-alta-stare-de-spirit.html' title='o alta stare de spirit....'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-PNUIec3eI/AAAAAAAAACA/WIjw5PcKdUI/s72-c/28_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-8506085369281075223</id><published>2008-03-19T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T13:11:39.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alte constatari.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-FzFIec3dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/T6paGAMXEqA/s1600-h/bigstockphoto_Beautiful_Baby_1018941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-FzFIec3dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/T6paGAMXEqA/s400/bigstockphoto_Beautiful_Baby_1018941.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179547578464525778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;privesc in urma in sperantza k ma voi regasi..sau poate..voi gasit ceea ce am pierdut si dupa care plang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;plang dupa inocentza mea...zambitoare fragila..a ramas de mult in urma...si rad..rad pt k imi amintesc lucruri frumoase...despre mine..despre felul cum eram..naivitate,poate prostie,fara minciuna(poate doar k exista mos craciun)..asa eram eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;si apoi privesc in fatza....nu vad nimik..si nu mi se infiripa nici o imagine in fatza okilor..trist..avand in vedere k privesc viitorul...cel pe care nu-l vad..si nu mi-l pot imagina..si atunci apelez la prezent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;te uiti in jur..cauti kestii de care sa te legi...kestii bune care sa te faca sa zambesti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;si zambesc..mai mult ironic...avand in vedere k in lumea asta..(a mea,putine sunt lucrurile care te fac fericit...(si nu revin iar la tema fericirii)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;zilele astea..sunt altfel..putin(sa zic asa)instabila emotzional...sau poate..nush..prea indragostita mi-a zis cineva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;explicatzia..nu o gasesc niciunde...poate pt k ea nu exista de fapt:|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sunt pornita rau pe toate persoanele ipocrite (in special fete)...pe tipii "duri" si pe alte feluri nesuferite de oameni..n-am zis niciodata k sunt perfecta(nici pe departe)dar unii nu merita poate nici macar o fractziune de secunda din viatza ta cat ti-ar lua sa ii privesti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;trist e knd realizezi k de fapt acele persoane le priveai pe pe niste buni prieteni..:|:|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;pnm...revenind la starea mea de spirit al naibii de skmbatoare..variabila k vremea de afara de altfel..ma gandeam azi la noi..in timp ce ne plimbam..tu taceai..si eu la fel...si poate erau multe de zis..si totusi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;zilele trecute de fapt ieri mai exact...am variat de la ironie la plans..la ras fortzat..si degajare....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;facand aluzie la alt aticol...mi-am adus aminte de ceva..am realizat k D-zeu chiar raspunde la rugaciuni...kestie pe care am constatat-o singura cu dovezi:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;pnm...in ceea ce priveste lacrimile....n-am plans de mult....si cand plangeam..ma gandeam la tine...interesant e faptu k...nush de ce plangeam..sau poate banuiesc....andra doar ma intrebase ceva in legatura cu tine..si park auzind numele tau ceva in mintea mea....a explodat..in fine..sunt unele kestii care se intampla astfel incat ca rezultat imi demonstreaza mie calitatea si fortza sentimentelor mele...intr-un fel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;si vin cu fortze noi..nu vreau sa va skimb pe voi atat timp cat disparetzi subtil din viatza mea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;pun punct si o iau de la capat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;[o noua zi.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;    un alt prieten...poate de data asta ai tras lozu norocos:| ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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constatari.....'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R-FzFIec3dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/T6paGAMXEqA/s72-c/bigstockphoto_Beautiful_Baby_1018941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-5930872177826628402</id><published>2008-03-18T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T12:25:27.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zilele de dupa.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;si gata.....de luni sunt mult mai sincera mai dura mai rea..si toata fara voia mea..in skimb sunt mai calma si mai rabdatoare cu persoanele care kiar merita...fara pupincurism si fara sa trec cu vederea....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;oriqm m-am replofilat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;am ajuns la banala concluzie k baietii sunt prieteni mai de nadejde decat fetele...si gata..privind in jur am analizat situatia si nu mi-a plaqt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;incepe sa ma dispere la culme"mi-am rupt firu de par alb k asa mi-a zis A"..si "uff mi-am rupt o unghie"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;tot park mai bine ti-o scoti si ti-o bagi (p***)ciobaneste asa..da cu stil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;si tot analizand situatii am ajuns sa cred si sa vad cu okii mei k baietii sunt persoane mult mai de incredere decat fetele,care"nu k barfesc acu da:ai vazut ce bluza are aia??nu se asorteaza deloc"..da ma lesi..vorba aia...lasa-ne lasa-ne!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nu k mi-am skimbat sexu intre timp da sunt pornita rau pe fete...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;pe faza asta....florin....pt tine scriu in special....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;pentru k in tine am descoperit ceva ce...nush imi place..un prieten in modul tau ciudat de a fi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;prin felul tau ironic de a critica..modul naiv de a accepta...si interesantul mod de a explica,,m-ai convins.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;si acu ar veni ceva de genu"vrei sa fi prietenu meu?"(nu interpretati)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;din toata clasa aia de 29 de meshotishti...pnm..am ajuns sa apreciez 4 persoane remarcabile prin:...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;andra....sincericate si sensibilitate,prietenie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;bogdan suto..amabilitate si putin..naivitate..si in ansamblu...o persoana de apreciat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cristina:confidentialitate,prietenie,incredere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;florin:(pe tine te-am lasat la urma special):in tine am descoperit multe...si au ramas multe de descoperit...in primu rand apreciez sinceritatea ta...felul bizar de a gandi si a privi lucrurile...nush....mai multe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(de mentzionat la fiecare k lucruri de apreciat sunt mai multe da no...sa nu vi se urce la cap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;[si alt apropo:ploua!!!!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;pur si simplu m-am hotarat...:o iau de la capat....si privesc persoana in ansamblu...fara prietenii false sau pe interes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;si fara cuvinte derostite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;de luni privesc vitza cu alti okii..cu okii mintzii....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;PS:articol dedicat lui florin...si nu numai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-5930872177826628402?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/5930872177826628402/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=5930872177826628402' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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255, 255);"&gt;baga-mi-as pula in tot si toate..frate cum sa fie oamneni atat de idioti nu inteleg.....oriqm de mama ai fi tu in momentul asta te urasc cu fiecare particica din suflet..imi vine sa te sfasii in bucatele mici mici doar pt faptul k m-ai lasat sa ma zbat degeaba....TE URASC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  e vina ta k plang acu si e vina ta k de acum nu o sa primesti de la mn decat raspunsuri monosilabice cu jumate de gura....nu intelegeam unele faze acu le inteleg:esti o egoista si am stiut asta dar nu pot sa cred k poti sa-mi faci asa ceva dintr-un motiv asa de banal..cum sa nu ma lasi???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;de fapt cum t suporti nu ai pe constiinta lacrimile mele??nu te-a invatat nimeni ce e libertatea acordata copiilor tai???aa si  da TE URASC sa nu uit cumva...nu e prima data cand faci faze de genu  da acu kiar m-ai enervat urat de tot....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;consecinte:eu nu merg..da pe tine te las in seama lu tata sa vad cum te descurci fara mine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-2905669209486691127?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/2905669209486691127/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=2905669209486691127' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2905669209486691127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R876Re-zWDI/AAAAAAAAABg/1Y1044X84Ds/s1600-h/30_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R876Re-zWDI/AAAAAAAAABg/1Y1044X84Ds/s400/30_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174348200176474162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                          inceput de marie..afara ninge...iar tre sa-mi scot geak albastra din dulap..si ce nu-mi place:-&lt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oare aici ajung toti?in punctul asta?si dak da toti se resemneaza???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;inca imi place la fel de mult sa fiu in preajma ta..dar ma ingrozeste faptul k atunci cnd ajung akasa nu-ti simt lipsa k inainte..nu imi afund dorul intr-o perna..dar mai privesc inca indragostitii pe geam imaginandu-mi k suntem noi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                imi permit ink sa ma visez....sa mai sper..tu m-ai invatzat sa visez si mi-am facut un obicei din asta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;                     s-a intamplat exact ce nu vroiam niciodata sa se intample...sunt zile in care nu stiu de tine..nu stiu ce faci cum te simti si poate sunt si eu de vina k nu te intreb, nu te sun...da nu vreau sa te sacai...de dorul tau imi gasisem alinarea in carti..acu nici pe alea nu le mai citesc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sunt asa intr-o stare de unde cu greu pot iesi...m-am pierdut in lumea mea si ma desprind de restul fara sa stiu ...cand nu auzi nimik decat versurile unei melodii,cand nu te gandesti la nimik si in mintea ta e gol, vid..zero...te uiti in jurul tau..si park nu apartii lumii asteia....nu mai intelegi pe nimeni..ti s-a intamplat vreodata sa te gandesti ce cauti de fapt si care e rostul tau?si de ce in ziua aia prietena ta isi varsa nervii pe tine?de ce exact in ziua cand esti prost dispusa toata lumea are ceva cu tine(nu de alta da tre sa fie tacamu complet sa te simti mai mult decat prost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;    s              i cu toate astea inca&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; te iubesc&lt;/span&gt;...si nu mai putin k ieri...ci doar cu alta intensitate exprimata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;gata e tarziu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tema zilei de azi??ceva concret stiu doar k ninge..si atat...trist e k afara ninge si din toate astea vad doar partea negativa:e frig si iar tre sa iau geak albastra(pesimisto:P:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;noapte buna!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-2802096914875003593?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/feeds/2802096914875003593/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7260094055302244003&amp;postID=2802096914875003593' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2802096914875003593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7260094055302244003/posts/default/2802096914875003593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visulnoptii.blogspot.com/2008/03/ninge.html' title='ninge....'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R876Re-zWDI/AAAAAAAAABg/1Y1044X84Ds/s72-c/30_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-1221890823940387651</id><published>2008-03-04T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T11:54:57.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ce e de facut???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R876hO-zWEI/AAAAAAAAABo/mDIju6QgcY4/s1600-h/35_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R876hO-zWEI/AAAAAAAAABo/mDIju6QgcY4/s400/35_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174348470759413826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i ce e de facut cand ajungi in asemenea punct??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;      renunti sau faci tot posibilul sa mergi mai departe?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;si ce faci cand sti k il iubesti si NU vrei sa renunti la el?am si eu nevoie de niste explicatii??k ce naiba nu m-o nascut mama invatzata:P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;cand inima iti spune sa mergi mai departe si totusi intre voi intervine ceva...ceva ce strik intr-un fel paradisu in care erai...si nu nu o sa ma prefac k totul merge super k nu-mi sta in fire si n-o sa vezi de acu un zambet fals kiar dak asta ma va costa si nici o vorba buna cui nu merita...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;si acu ma intreb cu ramane cu iertarea celor care nu merita...sa ierti dar sa nu uiti...in fine..revenind..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; poate intr-o zi o sa-ti faci timp sa citesti ce scriu..stiu k ti se pare o prostie blogul asta da mie imi place, imi place sa scriu ce simt si lumea sa citeasca sa ma cunoasca asa cum sunt eu si asa cum gandesc...fara ascunzishuri..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;si..stiu k nu e kiar o perioada super pentru noi....fiecare trece prin momente din viata cand ceva nu ne convine..dar trebui sa avem grija sa nu exageram....stiti k dintr-o prostie poti sa pierzi ce ai mai scump pe lumea asta?...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;si dintr-o prostie eram si eu suparata zilele astea...si ma comportam foarte nepasator desi mai mult k niciodata ma durea raceala dintre noi....si dc faceam toate astea ?dc reactioneaza omu asa de prost la unele faze?de asta intervin certurile in relatiile perfecte k se trezesc idealiste k mine sa nu le convina nush ce..mai copii stati in bank voastra si ganditi-va ce pierdeti...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;         doar nu ai vrea sa fugi dupa jumatatea ta toata viatza,nu?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;   PS:te iubesc.....si de cateva minute mi-e un dor nebun de tine&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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facut???'/><author><name>fara*limite*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10881371101277509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R876hO-zWEI/AAAAAAAAABo/mDIju6QgcY4/s72-c/35_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-7038760393447030372</id><published>2008-03-04T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T08:18:19.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>intr-o zi de marti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R812KwK9PHI/AAAAAAAAABA/2m7DYZRrE-Y/s1600-h/01_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R812KwK9PHI/AAAAAAAAABA/2m7DYZRrE-Y/s400/01_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173921474020195442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R81wHQK9PGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YQKfT7bKgVM/s1600-h/26_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ce am descoperit azi s-ar putea sa marcheze pe viata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   te-ai rugat vreodata Celui de Sus si sa constati k ti se raspunde?mi-am propus in ultimu timp sa fiu mai aproape de El..poate te gandesti k e un mesaj gen "martorii lu Iahova",dar iti zic kestiile astea pt k pe mn m-au markat intr-un fel si nu pt a-ti infuentza gandirea(liberu arbitru e liber sa zic asa:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R81wHQK9PGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YQKfT7bKgVM/s1600-h/26_800.jpg"&gt;Incepusem sa citesc o carte SF('supravietuitorii") asa am crezut initial sa ajug la concluzia k de fapt e despre Apocalipsa...o recomand tuturor celor carora le e lene sa citeask Biblia afli foarte multe kestii interesante intr-un mod mai placut sa zic asa pt k actiunea cartii e super.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  mi-am propus sa fiu mai atenta si mai intelegatoare si sa nu-mi uit ragaciunea seara.In prima seara mai timid si apoi am prins curaj..&lt;br /&gt;    cel mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; tare m-a uimit k incepusem sa ma rog si pt alte persoane si prima persona pe lista a fost cineva care kiar nu ma asteptam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R81wHQK9PGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YQKfT7bKgVM/s1600-h/26_800.jpg"&gt;.atunci mi-am dovedit mie kt de mult il iubesc si cat de mult imi pasa de el si de tot ce e legat de el..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   vorbeam de raspunsu la rugaciuni..dak va zic k m-am rugat k tata sa nu mai fie asa de insuportabil pentru mama si mi-a zis mama k de luni nu a mai injurat cum obisnuieste el si k s-au inteles...imediat m-am gadit k e raspunsul rugaciunii mele...(incepusem sa ma rog de vreo saptamana deci nu va asteptati sa va cade o vila cu piscina din cer:P:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  ceea ce m-am rugat pt el nush dak s-a implinit..sper k da pt k kiar imi doresc sa fie fericit orice ar implica asta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R81wHQK9PGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YQKfT7bKgVM/s1600-h/26_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   Cum spuneam incercati sa vedeti viata in esenta..si nu uitati k e cineva care kiar poate sa va ajute cand aveti nevoie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-7038760393447030372?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R812KwK9PHI/AAAAAAAAABA/2m7DYZRrE-Y/s72-c/01_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-1587745460425034639</id><published>2008-02-29T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:05:11.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce va face fericiti?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8xRD53lqfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/evgkCLHuwmw/s1600-h/R7WPAC903561-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8xRD53lqfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/evgkCLHuwmw/s320/R7WPAC903561-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173599199457290738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;          Ca tot mai am o ora de info si nu facem nimik interesant(in ureki imi suna forever today:dj tiesto).N-o sa va mai zic sa priviti in jur k cine stie prin ce colt sunteti si nu e nici pt mine o idee prea buna.Si totusi ce poate intr-o dimineatza de 29 februarie sa va faca fericiti sau makar sa zambiti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu mereu zambesc cand dupa atata frig vine o zi cu soare si inca unul primavaratic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Am o teorie legata de faza asta:cand esti bine dispus razi la glumele obisnuite la cele la care te astepti sau nu te astepti,dar cand esti trist ti se par niste aberatii si atunci zambesti la lucrurile aparent nejustificate,dar care inseamna de fapt atat de mult.Sa va dau un exemplu:eu nu ma omor dupa copii nu k as avea ceva cu ei sau as fi anti doar nu nu dispud de rabdarea necesara de a sta in prejma lor(nu k nu as fi si eu un copil mai mare la cei 17 ani ai mei),si totusi...Cand toti sunt preocupati de griji si probleme si esti trist..si ajungi sa te gandesti care e de fapt sensul vietii,zambetul unui copil lipsit de griji se multiplica intr-un zambet al tau...asa mi se intampla mie.Nu-mi plac pisicile(de cand matza mea de la tzara mi-a mancat canarul:)nu intrebati cum a reusit)dar totusi cand vezi un pisoi k se joaca cu un gem de ata fara sa stie macar de ura cu care il privesc datorata unei semene de-a lui care si-a gasit sa manance "pasarik mea"(nu va ganditi la prosti,la canar ma refeream:P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ce poti sa faci?zambesti in faza inconstientei si nevinovatiei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Am observat k sunt mai fericita primavara si vara..de ce?nu stiu..poate datorata naturii vii,a soarelui..nu stiu poate altora le place sa priveasca frunzele galbene pe aleile din parc,insa mie nu-mi plac...imi place viata,verdele naturii(nu verdele ungurilor,pt cine stie la ce ma refer)si cum as putea sa iubesc o natura moarta oricat de frumoasa ar fi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Viata insemna fericire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Imi place sa zambesc(oricat de suparata as fi)atunci cand salut pe cineva pentru k la randul meu atunci dak cineva ma saluta zambind o urma de fericire ramane intiparita pe retina si se transmite creierului care la randul lui o transmite in corp si creaza o stare de bine.Mi s-a intamplat sa fiu bine dispusa si sa ma salute cineva printre dinti cu juma' de gura mai mult de nevoie...ma intristez putin atunci pentru k stiu k nu sunt vinovata de supararile omului si atunci de ce sa si le verse pe mine?pentru k atunci cand primesti un astfel de salut drept raspuns odata cu el se transmite si starea de spirit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Asa cred k iti creezi imaginea de persoana placuta sau nu.De felul cum raspunzi la un salut,de felul cum vorbesti,ce vorbesti si cum zambesti(asta dak o faci).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mi-am creat o lista de vecini dupa criteriul asta:dupa unii alerg sa intru o data in lift cu ei sa am ocazia sa mai schimb 2 vorbe si cu altii evit sa intru cu ei in contact si de multe ori prefer sa urc 4 etaje de jos decat sa vad pretz de un minut o fatza mohorata si prost dispusa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;                           va urma.....(intrupere cauzata de clopotzelul scolii:D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Back from school...acasa si park tot mai bine era la scoala.Mereu ma surprinde faptul k o vorba iti poate skimba starea de spirit...asa cum un zambet o poate face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Ma gandeam la bucuria unui copil la primirea unei note mari(o bucurie de copil)si totusi nu mi se pare drept sa planga dak nota e mica..de ce sa planga??e un copil si nu e perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Mi-am aduc aminte de un citat din "Amintiri din copilarie":"dak e cal sa traga,dak e copil sa se joace".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Toata scoala asta si tot stresul implicat maturizeaza copiii inainte de vreme,mi se pare absurt..dar asta e un alt subiect de care voi vorbi poatwe alta data.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Pana atunci gandeste-te:de ce esti trist de fapt si..in ce consta fericirea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-1587745460425034639?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8gn753lqcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5CKDmi9CBL8/S220/yoo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLGP_Y5I2uQ/R8xRD53lqfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/evgkCLHuwmw/s72-c/R7WPAC903561-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260094055302244003.post-4564374664390799040</id><published>2008-02-29T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T01:04:11.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prima dragoste...dak n-ai fi tu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;          Nu uiti niciodata prima dragoste..dar dak prima dragoste e si singura??am fost indragostita..si sunt..si sentimentul e unul suprem...pentru k sti k oricat ai iubi primesti inapoi ceea ce vrei si niciodata nu te va dezamagi....vorbesc de prima mea mare iubire:muzica.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Poate sunt o persoana ca oricare alta..mereu cu versurile unei melodii pe buze,cu castile in urechi..si dak totul in jurul meu cade,ea ma ridica.E cel mai bun prieten..unul neinteles dar de mare ajutor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; De cate ori cand ai fost trist o melodie trista nu te-a alinat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sau de cate ori cand erai happy nu te-a ajutat sa traiesti la maxim pe ritmuri zvapaiate???(app de chestia asta,mi-am adus aminte k cineva imi zicea k sunt o creatura tare zvapaiata).Ea e prietenul pe care il cauti si nu-l gasesti tocmai atunci cand simti k-ti fuge pamantul de sub picioare si nimeni,nimeni nu-ti e alaturi...ea iti da dreptate,te amageste,te face sa speri si totusi nu te minte niciodata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Si totusi oare in lumea asta ea e singura prietena pe care te poti baza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cum ramane cu proverbul"bogat e acela ce are prieteni nu comori"?si dak prietenii aceia sunt doar cu numele?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ma uit in jurul meu si nu aud(pentru k muzik canta in casati)dar vad..superficialitate,fericire prefacuta,fitze si tupeu nesimtit..off mai bn nu ma uit si park e mai bn in lumea mea..only hope:D(a walk to remember)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;    Tema pentru data viitoare:ce va face fericiti??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260094055302244003-4564374664390799040?l=visulnoptii.blogspot.com' alt='' 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