<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245</id><updated>2012-01-09T13:49:20.861+02:00</updated><category term='dorinta'/><category term='aberatii'/><category term='Travka concert parere'/><title type='text'>Miruna's blog</title><subtitle type='html'>... despre intamplari ,stari si amintiri ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-456357676596435161</id><published>2010-11-11T11:10:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T11:12:21.736+02:00</updated><title type='text'>timp  ? spatiu ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TNuy2ZH0yPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y5dJtYaGiUg/s1600/Network+(18156).jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TNuy2ZH0yPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y5dJtYaGiUg/s320/Network+%252818156%2529.jpg" width="320" border="0" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Si revin ... mult prea multe evenimente in ultima perioada .&lt;br /&gt;Schimbare fiind cuvantul de baza in momentul de fata ,totul se schimba si totul se va schimba mereu .&lt;br /&gt;Atata timp cand ceasul se invarte ,secundele se scurg si minutele trec totul este in schimbare .&lt;br /&gt;Nu va mai exista o alta secunda identica celei abia trecute ,nu va mai exista sentimentul avut acum 1 minut ,o luna ... un an .&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie mereu sa ne gandim cum ne putem trai viata incat sa avem parte de fiecare senzatie posibila ce atrange de la sine fiecare sentiment .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se poate spune ca sunt fericita dar senzatia de frica persista ... acelasi "Daca" isi face intrarea in ganduri si fapte . Ciudat cum increderea se poate castiga atat de greu in cazul unor persoane ,iar in cazul altora vine de la sine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca am multe de spus dar nu am cuvinte ... Sunt prea multe ganduri ratacite ce nu isi mai gasesc locul , sunt prea multe amintiri inchise cu un lacat de fier ce nu stiu cand va fi pregatit sa se deschida . Daca se va mai deschide vreodata ...&lt;br /&gt;Exista foarte multe mecanisme de autoaparare emotionala ... personal ,prefer sa pun tot ce m-a ranit in cutii . In cutiile sufletului ce prind panze de paianjen si se fac uitate pentru o perioada indelungata pana in momentul in care voi fi pregatita sa le redeschid gandindu-ma doar la clipele placute . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-456357676596435161?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/456357676596435161/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=456357676596435161' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/456357676596435161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/456357676596435161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/11/si-revin.html' title='timp  ? spatiu ?'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TNuy2ZH0yPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y5dJtYaGiUg/s72-c/Network+%252818156%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-7046650614493879281</id><published>2010-09-15T10:37:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T12:25:09.711+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>Cum vine asta ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Pur si simplu ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Intrebarea de baza : cum vine frate asta ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Cine a putut face viata uneori atat de urata ? Cine iti poate spune cine iti este prieten si cine nu ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Cine te poate informa in cine ai putea avea incredere sau nu ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Cred ca numai tu insuti ... si totusi cum reusesti sa gresesti de atatea ori si atat de grav ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Pacat ca nu te poti abtine sa repeti greseala&amp;nbsp; .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;si totusi .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cum vine asta ? .....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TJB3lj96YhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Xo_HZI_8JnU/s1600/100_7867.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TJB3lj96YhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Xo_HZI_8JnU/s320/100_7867.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-7046650614493879281?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7046650614493879281/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=7046650614493879281' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/7046650614493879281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/7046650614493879281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/09/cum-vine-asta.html' title='Cum vine asta ?'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TJB3lj96YhI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Xo_HZI_8JnU/s72-c/100_7867.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-8713582545710515619</id><published>2010-07-22T18:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:31:51.740+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TEhkTbJSP-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/-EsOet3OBNY/s1600/Dance_Dance_by_Mistress_gothca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TEhkTbJSP-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/-EsOet3OBNY/s320/Dance_Dance_by_Mistress_gothca.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;.... aceasta este finalul . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tot ce imi doreste este ca oamenii din jurul meu sa fie fericiti !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-8713582545710515619?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8713582545710515619/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=8713582545710515619' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/8713582545710515619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/8713582545710515619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/07/finalul.html' title='Finalul'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TEhkTbJSP-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/-EsOet3OBNY/s72-c/Dance_Dance_by_Mistress_gothca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-2116100189151754240</id><published>2010-06-28T13:18:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:22:16.152+03:00</updated><title type='text'>27.06.2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: right; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; cssfloat: right" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TCh2-B5zpaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/egGLe7B2Tk8/s1600/Love.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TCh2-B5zpaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/egGLe7B2Tk8/s400/Love.jpg" width="400" border="0" ru="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vino !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Strange-ma in brate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sterge-mi lacrimile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Spune-mi ca totul va fi bine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Si nu vei mai pleca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nu te vei mai abtine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nu te vei mai speria ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vei fi al meu si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Voi fi a ta !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-2116100189151754240?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2116100189151754240/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=2116100189151754240' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/2116100189151754240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/2116100189151754240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/06/28.html' title='27.06.2010'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TCh2-B5zpaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/egGLe7B2Tk8/s72-c/Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-4235256243776966036</id><published>2010-06-23T09:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:06:35.773+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Stare si ganduri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinksimplenow.com/foto/2009/12/lonely.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://thinksimplenow.com/foto/2009/12/lonely.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Si cum reusim sa ne schimbam ?&lt;br /&gt;Cine ne influenteaza in asa maniera incat ne putem uita principiile ,ideeile ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Cum am ajuns sa fim inconjurati de oameni ,sa purtam discutii si sa dam impresia ca totul este cat se poate de ok cand de fapt ne simtim singuri si abandonati ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Treptat treptat tacerea te cuprinde .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nu mai iti gasesti cuvinte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ai impresia ca in jurul tau totul se misca prea repede ,lumea este mult prea agitata .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Iar tu traiesti in timpul si ritmul tau personal si unic .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nimic nu ti se pare la fel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ai aceasi rutina .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Acelasi drum cu metroul .&lt;br /&gt;Vezi aceleasi fete ce au la randul lor au o rutina .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sunt oameni ce peste ani poate nu ii vei mai recunoaste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Vor fi prea absorbiti de probleme&lt;br /&gt;Vor ceda stresului si intr-un final se vor prabusi in pamant .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Eu ,voi ,noi toti suntem asa ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Vom ceda cu toti ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Vom ajunge precum acei oameni ce trezesc in fiecare dimineata mai obositi decat inainte ?&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi tacerea ma cuprinde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Si totusi sunt inconjurata mereu de lume .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Si totusi starea de singuratate nu trece ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-4235256243776966036?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4235256243776966036/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=4235256243776966036' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/4235256243776966036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/4235256243776966036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/06/si-cum-reusim-sa-ne-schimbam-cine-ne.html' title='Stare si ganduri'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-6570068599067127484</id><published>2010-06-08T12:56:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:10:03.817+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TA4YRpbhc3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/v7xcBwICHFQ/s1600/libera.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480344488014607218" style="FLOAT: left; 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Yourself? Nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend? Pseudonone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Your hair? Blond&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Your mother? Fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Your father? Dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Your favorite item? Book &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Your dream last night? Weird.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Your favorite drink? WhiskeyCream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Your dream car? TT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. The room you’re in? Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Your fear? Abandon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What you want to be in 10 years? Happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Who you hung out with last night? Friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What You’re Not? Rich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Muffins? Yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. One of Your Wish List Items? house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Time? 13:00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. The Last Thing You Did? talked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What You Are Wearing? T-shirt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Your Favorite Weather? Sunny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Your Favorite Book? Breaking Dawn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. The Last Thing You Ate? Tomato&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Your Life? Fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Your Mood? ok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Your body? hmm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. What are you thinking about right now? exam &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Your car? None.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. What are you doing at the moment? Writing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Your summer? good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. What color are your underwear? Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. What is the weather like? Hot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. When is the last time you laughed? Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. What is on your tv? Dunno. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 229px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tIdIqbv7SPo&amp;amp;hl=" width="350" height="229" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" rel="0" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-6570068599067127484?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6570068599067127484/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=6570068599067127484' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/6570068599067127484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/6570068599067127484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/06/1.html' title='The Game II'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TA4YRpbhc3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/v7xcBwICHFQ/s72-c/libera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-6554990647884039694</id><published>2010-06-04T07:53:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:46:10.983+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Increderea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TAiIcF3TNiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y5Btg7InQqU/s1600/London_calling_by_Marietqa.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478778962888046114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TAiIcF3TNiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y5Btg7InQqU/s320/London_calling_by_Marietqa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cum se castiga ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cum se pierde ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Daca se pierde .... exista vreun motiv ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In cate persoane ai incredere ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ce te-a determinat sa ai incredere in ele ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Daca increderea s-a pierdut intre timp ? De ce s-a pierdut ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;??????????????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;atat .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-6554990647884039694?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6554990647884039694/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=6554990647884039694' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/6554990647884039694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/6554990647884039694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/06/incredere.html' title='Increderea'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TAiIcF3TNiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y5Btg7InQqU/s72-c/London_calling_by_Marietqa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-1967348677705667952</id><published>2010-05-31T10:49:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:47:41.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Despartire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANqqnbEK5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/zUbisy5teA8/s1600/something_beautiful_by_don_paolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477338852182207378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANqqnbEK5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/zUbisy5teA8/s320/something_beautiful_by_don_paolo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si acum sa vorbim despre despartirii ! De ce este uneori atat de complicat sa spui traditionalul " Pa " ? Chiar trebuie ca toti sa dramatizam cand este un lucru atat de inutil ! Uneori este cel mai bine sa iti clarifici gandurile si sa ajungi la concluzia "nu il / o mai iubesc ! S-a terminat " si o data luata decizia respectiva sa impartii acest gand cu "norocoasa /norocosul" deoarece nu mai are nici un rost sa continui aiurea intr-un cerc vicios in care iti spui "nu ii pot face asta , ma iubeste atat de mult ! imi aduc aminte cand ... " . Ce mai conteaza acel "cand ... " daca "acum" pentru tine nu mai exista ! Ce a fost a fost si trebuie sa moara ,sa ramana o parte din tine ... o amintire frumoasa sau trista ,tot o amintire ramane . In locul acelor ganduri ,acelor amintiri ce iti ocupa gandul se pot construi altele noi ,chiar un mare contribuitor poate fi acelasi respectiv dar dintr-o alta perspectiva ,cu o alta semnificatie personala . Chiar nu inteleg de ce unele persoane aleg varianta cea mai grea ,cum ar fi inebunirea parteneriului pana cand respectivul /a va face pasul "cel mare" de a incheia relatia ! De ce sa chinui o persoana ce te iubeste mai mult decat trebuie ? De ce sa dai impresia ca mai este acolo un fir subtire ce inca tine relatia ? cand in mintea ta acel fir s-a rupt de mult si relatia este pierduta Nu sunt ipocrita si recunosc ca si eu am facut o data acelasi lucru ,nu imi puteam face curajul necesar sa ranesc o persoana draga ,nu il iubeam dar imi era foarte drag ,era langa mine cand aveam nevoie de el asa ca am hotarat ca cel mai bun lucru este sa ma departez treptat ,sa adopt o atitudine delasatoare si de indiferenta totala . Atitudine ce l-a obigat pe respectivul sa ia exact decizia ce o vroiam , decizia ce au nu aveam curajul sa o spun ... ne-am despartit . Cred ca am ajuns departe de ce vroiam de fapt sa spun iar acum am uitat esentialul dar mai conteaza ? Trebuie sa muncesc ! Inca o zi de rutina , inca o zi in care voi ascultat ironia ,rautatea si indiferenta oamenilor ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-1967348677705667952?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1967348677705667952/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=1967348677705667952' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/1967348677705667952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/1967348677705667952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/si-acum-sa-vorbim-despre-despartirii-de_31.html' title='Despartire'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANqqnbEK5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/zUbisy5teA8/s72-c/something_beautiful_by_don_paolo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-4319872593445207167</id><published>2010-05-28T17:18:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:48:48.145+03:00</updated><title type='text'>RE "Si cand ne gandeam ca nu putem sa ne schimbam atat de mult ..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As vrea - sa pot face exact ce gandesc &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pastrez - fiecare lucru stupid (pana si un cuvant sau o expresie ) ce imi aduce aminte de un moment placut sau de cineva special &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi-as fi dorit - sa fi facut alegerile corecte la timpul potrivit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu imi place - sa primesc ordine si sa fiu batuta la cap &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma tem - de tot si toti ce au posibilitatea de a ma rani &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aud - numai ce este in capul meu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imi pare rau - ca nu am vointa suficienta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imi plac - lucrurile simple.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu sunt - o rebela ,sunt mai mult un soarece de biblioteca &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dansez - de obicei oriunde &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cant - oriunde si oricand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Niciodata - nu dau dreptate altora desi de cele mai multe ori chiar au dreptate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rar - se intampla sa gandesc dintr-o perspectiva normala&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plang - oricand simt nevoia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu imi place de mine pentru ca - sunt in lumea mea majoritatea timpul . Nu pot fi genul de persoana "model"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am nevoie - de o persoana ce ma poate scoate din lumea mea &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ar trebui - sa ajung sa ma cunosc mai bine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-4319872593445207167?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4319872593445207167/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=4319872593445207167' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/4319872593445207167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/4319872593445207167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/re-si-cand-ne-gandeam-ca-nu-putem-sa-ne.html' title='RE &quot;Si cand ne gandeam ca nu putem sa ne schimbam atat de mult ...&quot;'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-7781831580262508796</id><published>2010-04-21T09:22:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:50:44.947+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorinta'/><title type='text'>Ce vreau eu ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S87Jf_u6FOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/N7a-o7czouQ/s1600/n3.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462524949568296162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S87Jf_u6FOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/N7a-o7czouQ/s320/n3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pentru majoritatea persoanelor este o intrebarea oarecum simpla ,dar aseara am fost pusa in fata faptului implinit ! Eu incerc sa lupt pentru o cauza de destul de mult timp dar nu stiu exact de o fac . Ce vreau eu de fapt si de drept ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O luam treptat trecand de la lucruri minore la lucruri importante sau chiar invers . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vreau sa : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ma plimb in Herastrau seara inainte de apusul soarelui plimbandu-ma prin parcurile de copii ,amintindu-mi de copilarie prin tobogan,balansoar si leagan . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa imi pierd intr-o zi minim doua ore prin librariile Carturesti , sa beau un ceai si sa savurez fiecare raza de soare incalzindu-mi fata si corpul . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa ma duc macar o data pe luna la cinematograf vizionand un film captivant .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa ma plimb aleatoriu pe strazile capitalei pozand fiecare cladire , statuie sau lucru interesant gasit . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa stau intr-o zi ploioasa in casa uitandu-ma la un film cu o punga de floricele in brate .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Intr-o seara de sambata sa merg intr-un club sa dansez pana obosesc .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vreau sa dansez pe strada pe melodiile iubite .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa ajung pe acoperisul unui bloc vara sa stau sa beau o bere la cutie privind apusul .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa am persoana ce va ramane langa mine in momentul in care vreau sa fac toate lucrurile acestea , sa am persoana ce ma va tine in brate cand sunt obosita si vreau sa adorm ,sa am persoana cu care voi discuta in fiecare zi orice fleac ,orice povestire .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa fiu invitata la o prajitura intr-o cofetarie de colt a unui cartier necunoscut . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa merg la mare si sa stau sa inot ,sa ma joc , sa alerg si sa ma plimb pe nisipul incalzit de soare culegand scoici si pietricele colorate si de diferite forme .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Atunci cand voi fi nervoasa sa tip la cineva si respectivul sa ma faca sa rad uitand de probleme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sa am persoana de care sa am grija ,persoana ce isi cere scuze cand greseste si ce imi este acolo cand vreau sa vorbesc , sa rad ,sa plang ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Poate vreau prea multe , poate vreau prea putine ... sunt dorinte pentru care trebuie sa lupt ,sa fiu puternica , sa trec peste toate obstacolele sa le obtin .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-7781831580262508796?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7781831580262508796/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=7781831580262508796' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/7781831580262508796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/7781831580262508796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/ce-vreau-eu.html' title='Ce vreau eu ?'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S87Jf_u6FOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/N7a-o7czouQ/s72-c/n3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-692445382783430272</id><published>2010-04-16T18:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:51:07.399+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travka concert parere'/><title type='text'>Atmosfera Travka</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Despre concertul Travka din The Silver Church Bucuresti :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiind concertul de relansare se astepta foarte multa lume,lucru ce evident s-a si intamplat ... Spun merci in primul rand ca am ajuns ceva mai devreme la locatie coada fiind imensa ! (si era doar ora 20:30 ),in schimb se misca repede ... am intrat inauntru si raman uimita deoarece clubul era aproape plin si afara continua sa apara lume . Incercam sa ne gasim un loc cat de cat ok in fata scenei ,desi stateai foarte inghesuit (dar nu ne deranja foarte tare acest lucru )&lt;br /&gt;Concertul a inceput la ora 21:45 (si afara inca era o coada imensa . La un moment dat nu au mai lasat lumea sa intre deoarece nu mai aveau loc ).&lt;br /&gt;Inca cu prima melodie toata lumea a inceput sa fredoneze fiecare vers si sa apaude ,o nebunie !&lt;br /&gt;Cu fiecare melodie in parte totul devenea din ce in ce mai amuzant si mai tipic trupei Travka .&lt;br /&gt;Pe mine ma surprind lucrurile de genul acesta deoarece ascult si merg la concerte inca din perioada concertelor cu maxim 50 de persoane in Utopia ,ma bucur ca au ajuns aici si sunt destui fani deoarece chiar merita .&lt;br /&gt;O intamplare persoanala amuzanta a serii , fiindca lumea era destul de agitata si fusesera incercari de a ridica persoane pe sus ,prietenii mei "draci " s-au gandit sa ma ia pur si simplu pe sus si sa ma arunce in sus ... va spun ca in cateva secunde am ajuns aproape in tavan ajutand si oricine se afla pe langa ... cred ca totul a durat maxim 2 min cat m-au tot aruncat din ce in ce mai sus dar aveam impresia ca a trecut jumatate de ora . In momentul in care m-au lasat jos tremuram toata dar radeam precum un copilas mic .&lt;br /&gt;Concluzia este ca daca ati avea vreodata ocazia sa mergeti la vreun concert de al lor va recomand din toata inima , sunt bestiali !&lt;br /&gt;Abia astept urmatorul concert ! &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/7591994117551076245-692445382783430272?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/692445382783430272/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=692445382783430272' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/692445382783430272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/692445382783430272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/atmosfera-travka.html' title='Atmosfera Travka'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-4629268209880408198</id><published>2010-04-15T13:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T14:03:51.278+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Single ?</title><content type='html'>Citind aleatoriu blog uri am dat peste urmatorul subiect si urmatoarele afirmatii : &lt;br /&gt;"Hai sa fim realisti nu-i chiar asa o mare paguba faptul ca esti single...chiar are si cateva avataje.&lt;br /&gt;And this is the reason for why i`m writing this post:P&lt;br /&gt;Motive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Nimeni un va lua decizii in locul tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine spune ca intr-o relatie cineva ia deciziile in locul tau .pana la urma intr-o relatie sunt doua persoane ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Nu va trebui sa-ti constuiesti programul de weekend in functie de de planurile acelui cuiva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planurile ar trebui fi facute de amandoi si nu cred ca va fi atat de amuzant ca in weekend sa stai in casa uitandu-te la un film mancand ciocolata sau iesind cu prietenii tai ce vin cu iubitele/iubitii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Cand vei deschide telefonul nu vei fi asediata de o serie de mesaje si apeluri ratate plus de un iubit furios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine spune ca iti trebuie un iubit furios ? Un iubit este persoana cu care iti face placere sa stai si sa vorbesti in orice situatie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Nimeni nu va fi gelos daca te vei duce la discoteca si vei dansa si cu unu si cu altu iar pe "el" nu-l bagi in seama &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai merge intr-o discoteca cu el asta nu inseamna ca esti legata de el dar de obicei nu iti doreste sa dansezi cu altcineva in afara de el &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Ai mai mult timp pentru tine si prietenele tale and that means more time for pijama party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In acest caz exista mereu "seara fetelor" si "seara baietiilor " care sunt intelese si luate ca atare .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Nu ai un iubit? atunci bye bye griji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ai iubit ? Cateodata tocmai de aici incep grijile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Vei fi scutita de momente penibile precum iubitul a venit sa-ti faca o serenada sub balcon, mai exact sub balconul vecinei;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta chiar ar fi foarte amuzant de vazut :)) . Oare ce tip a facut asta ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Banii tai, micile tale economii se vor putea duce pe cadouase numai si numai pentru tine...ihm un nou raft de pantofi, haine, pafumuri, cremute:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si in momentul in care ai o relatie tot aceleasi cadouase le poti avea si nu numai din economiile tale &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)in vacanta la mare poti flirta cu oricine, guess why? you are singlee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai vrea asta ,de ce mai ai o relatie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-4629268209880408198?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4629268209880408198/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=4629268209880408198' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/4629268209880408198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/4629268209880408198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/single.html' title='Single ?'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-4961925295568753062</id><published>2010-04-14T19:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T19:53:57.573+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert Travka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S8Xy8iMEdII/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ngnf3WtmKEs/s1600/travka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S8Xy8iMEdII/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ngnf3WtmKEs/s320/travka.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460037245040096386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru cunoscatori : Concert relansare travka : maine ( 15.04.2010 ) in club silver church Bucuresti .&lt;br /&gt;See you there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-4961925295568753062?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4961925295568753062/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=4961925295568753062' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/4961925295568753062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/4961925295568753062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/concert-travka.html' title='Concert Travka'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S8Xy8iMEdII/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ngnf3WtmKEs/s72-c/travka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-6613268037353152272</id><published>2010-04-12T08:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:19:08.505+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Regrete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S8LJYqeBNwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jC1JfCayVQQ/s1600/Network+(14).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459147123880703746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S8LJYqeBNwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jC1JfCayVQQ/s200/Network+(14).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;V-ati gandit vreodata cand lucruri zilnice faceti ce dupa le regretati teribil ? Eu am facut un mic calcul personal ... in fiecare zi am minim 6 reactii /fapte ce dupa le regret . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Aseara in schimb aceste greseli s-au dublat ... De ce trebuie sa actionam impulsului fara sa ne gandim la consecinte ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Sa va explic mai bine trebuie sa va povestesc intamplarea de aseara : un prieten s-a gandit sa imi faca o surpriza foarte placuta chiar : a venit cu prajiturea mea preferata ,cu vinul meu preferat cu un mediu de la Mc deoarece acolo ne-am intalnit pentru prima oara . Am apreciat teribil acesta surpriza dar doar ca acum imi dau seama ca nu aratam acest lucru mai deloc iar totul s-a stricat cand din cauza unor motive ce nu ma convingeau a trebuit sa plece prietenul respectiv tocmai cand totul era aproape perfect si din cauza acestui lucru s-a stricat totul ,am avut o discutie in contradictoriu si din aceasta cauza - avand probleme de sanatate- mi s-a facut rau ,ceea ce inseamna ca nu mai puteam respira ,simteam ca o sa imi explodeze capul si aveam o durere sfasietoare in piept . Dar chiar cu aceste probleme aveam o stare depresiva si lacrimogena deoarece am reactionat gresit si am obligat intr-un fel sau altu prietenul respectiv sa mai ramana cu mine desi nu isi mai dorea acest lucru ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Si totusi ma gandeam fiind aproape lesinata pe pat : cu ce drept fac eu asta ? cu ce drept am obligat (desi nu constiient sau voluntar ) o persoana sa ramana langa mine ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Nimeni nu ar trebui sa pateasca acest lucru , sa ajunga in situatia de a fi obligat sa faca ceea ce nu doreste .... Acum realizez ca ma invart in cerc asupra acestui subiect dar numai el este in mintea mea . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Este cel mai posibil ca acest blog sa nu fie citit sau chiar vizitat dar pentru cei ce au rabdarea si curiozitatea de a citi randurile acestea am rugamintea sa nu se lase sa ajunga in situatia in care sa poata fi obligati de cineva sa faca ceea ce nu doresc catusi de putin . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Acum va las .... ma intoarc catre biroul meu , catre jobul meu si catre contemplarea faptelor mele si situatiei nu tocmai buna in care ma aflu .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Have a nice and happy day !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-6613268037353152272?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6613268037353152272/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=6613268037353152272' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/6613268037353152272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/6613268037353152272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/v-ati-gandit-vreodata-cand-lucruri.html' title='Regrete'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S8LJYqeBNwI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jC1JfCayVQQ/s72-c/Network+(14).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-3962417835992288667</id><published>2010-04-09T08:42:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:51:44.610+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Evenimente trecute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S77W3h07kLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TmY05R_4dSM/s1600/NetWork+(175).jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458036047881146546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S77W3h07kLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TmY05R_4dSM/s200/NetWork+(175).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acest post este in primul rand dedicat persoanelor ce se considera ghinioniste ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se facea ca ... in urma cu o luna (aproximativ) am primit oferta de a ma muta cu o buna prietena . Oferta ce venise intr-un moment ideal deoarece lucruriile nu erau extrem de roz in perioada respectiva acasa (nu ca acum ar fi diferita situatia dar trecem peste ) asa ca am acceptat-o cu drag si m-am mutat intr-o vineri . Totul bine si frumos pana cand la cateva zile primesc un mesaj pe telefon " nu mai avem lumina ! " ,telefoane peste telefoane - PANICAA !!! .Exagerez desigur ,a fost destul de bine sa iesim un pic din cotidian ,sa stam "romantice la lumina lumanariilor " ,sa ne intoarcem in vremea copilariei cand ne jucam remy si monopoly sau nemuritorul "macao" . Deoarece lumina nu era indeajuns ,intr-o dimineata ma duc normal spre baie si vad apa strans pe jos (nu cine stie ce multa ,dar era pe acolo ...) iau frumos ceva si sterg tot ce era strans pe acolo ... ma duc la munca (ca o "corporatista" ,cum spune un prieten ,ce sunt ) si dupa program foarte fericita ca voi ajunge acasa sa stau ,sa dorm ; intru pe usa ... prietena mea Oana imi spune urmatoarele cuvine : "inchide usaa ! vor sa te pun pe rug !! au venit cu maturi si furci !" referindu-se la toti vecinii blocului ce veneau la usa noastra unul dupa altul sa se planga deoarece apa pe bloc era oprita inca de dimineata aparent din cauza unei probleme ce provenea din apartamentul nostru . Nu puteam sta jos nici 5 minute deoarece mai venea cineva la usa ,ba cu copilul in brate ,ba cu fum iesind din urechii (imagine de genul Tom &amp;amp; Jerry ) dar situatia s-a calmat intr-un final dupa ce a venit instalatorul si a lamurit intreaga populatie ca nu este vina noastra asa ca am scapat cu capul pe umeri si fara sa fim arse pe rug . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A trecut si ziua aceasta si mare bucurie mare ziua urmatoare ca aveam lumina ,bucurie ce s-a stins in momentul in care ni s-a stricat fridgiderul exact in aceasi zi ,deja incepusem sa cred ca am venit cu ghinion .... si cand credeam ca s-a terminat totul si situatia a revenit la normal ,am avut o lampa cu lava verde ce nu o mai folosisem de ceva vreme asa ca m-am gandit sa o pun putin in functiune ,totul decursese bine ... asa ca am stins-o ,scos-o din priza si am plecat .Surprinza mi-a fost cand am ajuns acasa si intregul colt unde lasasem respectiva lampa era o mare pata de culoare verde si desigur lampa respectiva arsa si sparta ... Deja era totul prea de tot ! Chiar am ghinion ca orice pun mana sa se strice sau sa explodeze ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#003300;"&gt;De atunci a trecut cam o saptamana si pana acum nu s-a mai stricat ,nu a mai explodat sau inundat nimic sa speram ca situatia va ramane aceasi si in perioada urmatoare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-3962417835992288667?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3962417835992288667/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=3962417835992288667' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/3962417835992288667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/3962417835992288667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/evenimente-trecute.html' title='Evenimente trecute'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S77W3h07kLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TmY05R_4dSM/s72-c/NetWork+(175).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-1685708408412268739</id><published>2010-04-08T08:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T11:30:49.078+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trezirea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S8LZptZyqPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_nzW60Y4Z1U/s1600/NetWork+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459165008912099570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S8LZptZyqPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_nzW60Y4Z1U/s200/NetWork+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si incepe o noua zi .... Ma trezesc cu greu din pat dupa o noapte teribil de scurta (doar la ora 00:00 sarbatoream ziua de joi 12.04.2010 cu capul in wc admirand putina hrana digerata de stomacul meu in ziua respectiva dar totusi sa lasam aceste detalii oarecum scarboase) ,ceasul arata minunata ora de 6:20 - parca as mai sta un pic in pat dar ma ridic ,simt cum capul si intreaga camera se invarte ,ma asez la loc in pat - pana la urma era cea mai buna idee sa mai raman un pic in pat .Intr-un final imi fac curaj si ma ridic ,imi arunc apa rece pe fata (ma mai trezesc un pic ) imi simt ochii atat de grei .... nu vreau la munca dar ma trag blugii pe mine ,iau o bluza oarecare din dulap ,imi pun putin fard pe fata (sa nu se sperie lumea de albul pielii mele ) ,dau mancare pisiciilor si am iesit pe usa .&lt;br /&gt;Ies din bloc si ma izbeste aerul rece de afara , mi-e frig si simt cum mi se urca temperatura corpului ... Mai trebuie sa ma duc si la bancomat doar am ramas fara bani (zic Merci ca mai am pe card - scumpul meu salariu ) si o iau usor schiopatand din cauza unui mare carcel la piciorul stang ce doare la fiecare pas ,catre metrou . Surprinzator am ajuns pe peron tocmai cand s-au inchis usile si a plecat metrou ... it's my lucky day ,asa ca ma pun ca orice alta persoana de pe peron in fata unuia dintre tv-uri si citesc informatiile oarecum inutile de pe ecran ,se face aglomerat si dupa 10 min apare si metroul care evident este destul de plin . Ma uimeste in continuare nesimtirea unora de a se baga mereu in fata ,de a te calca sau chiar a-ti da un cot in diferite zone corporale fara a se deranja sa spuna macar un "imi cer scuze " dar trecand mai departe .... ajung la Piata Victoriei pentru a schimba magistrala ,o aglomeratie si mai mare cu o nestimtire si mai mare ,muncitorii veseli ce doreau o bere de dimineata admirau deloc subtili si deloc tacuti partile corpurilor tuturor femeilor ce treceau pe langa ei iar prezenta lor era simtita de intregul metrou din cauza vorbitului zgomotos dar ce mai conta ,suntem in Bucuresti !&lt;br /&gt;Evrika ! Am iesit de la metrou intr-o imbuczeala teribila (de ce oare se grabeste toata lumea mereu?) si ajung la munca , imi fac dulcea cafea si ma asez la birou sperand sa treaca ziua asta pe cat de repede posibil &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-1685708408412268739?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1685708408412268739/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=1685708408412268739' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/1685708408412268739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/1685708408412268739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/trezirea.html' title='Trezirea'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S8LZptZyqPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_nzW60Y4Z1U/s72-c/NetWork+(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-5136852535764219819</id><published>2010-04-07T15:57:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:09:15.709+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Inceput</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Un nou inceput .&lt;br /&gt;Avand in vedere postarile trecute vreau doar sa precizez ca sunt foarte vechi ... cand le citesc zambesc deoarece imi dau seama ce copil eram (nu ca acum nu as avea momente in care gandesc identic dar totusi ...) In felul acesta iti dai seama mai mereu cum te poti schimba intr-un timp destul de scurt ,cum evenimentele ce iti afecteaza viata de zi cu zi te transforma intr-o persoana partial sau chiar total diferita .&lt;br /&gt;Timpul ... cine i l poate masura ? Ceasul ? In nici un caz ,timpul este masurat persoanal in functie de intamplari ,de gandiri , de ocupatii ,de deceptii si de multe alte lucruri. Pe cat mai mult timp trece pe atat de mult realizezi ca nu mai esti mic ,nu mai esti copilul ce colectiona postere ,ce pretuia atat de mult fiecare jucarie de plush primita ,nu mai esti elevul de liceu ce vrea sa faca numai lucruri noi si sa cunoasca tot timpul persoane noi si interesante ... devini student ,devi angajat si totul se schimba ... nu mai ai aceleasi perceptii ,incepi sa gandesti si sa reactionezi altfel . Fiecare lucru are o alta importanta pentru tine ... ziua de nastere nu mai este atat de importanta , nu mai conteaza daca ai auzit o melodie ce inainte te intrista ... acum a devenit numai o melodie fara o mare semnificatie .....&lt;br /&gt;Timpul trece , lumea se schimba .... asa cum este firea normala a lucrurilor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-5136852535764219819?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5136852535764219819/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=5136852535764219819' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/5136852535764219819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/5136852535764219819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2010/04/inceput.html' title='Inceput'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-109571843380370162</id><published>2008-11-03T20:04:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:10:04.133+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SQ8-shVm37I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZF6zxt5W6v0/s1600-h/couple_by_djbabydyke.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264495424003563442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SQ8-shVm37I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZF6zxt5W6v0/s200/couple_by_djbabydyke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again ,changing ... yeah right !&lt;br /&gt;I've been changing ,but how about you ?&lt;br /&gt;And so ...&lt;br /&gt;I know ,I know lots of things ...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not talking anymore because nothing gonna change&lt;br /&gt;Not with you ...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm sad,sometimes I'm happy ...&lt;br /&gt;But the fucked up thing is that in any mood ...&lt;br /&gt;It's you ...&lt;br /&gt;You make me happy&lt;br /&gt;You make me sad&lt;br /&gt;You make me agree&lt;br /&gt;I could jump at you neck an kill you [yeah yeah ... oky joking :P]&lt;br /&gt;But still ...&lt;br /&gt;It's been .. how long ?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh .. who fuckin' cares ?&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... i do : ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this thing can go on and on and on and ...&lt;br /&gt;You got the point ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-109571843380370162?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/109571843380370162/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=109571843380370162' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/109571843380370162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/109571843380370162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-again-changing.html' title=''/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SQ8-shVm37I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZF6zxt5W6v0/s72-c/couple_by_djbabydyke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-2447774817829755336</id><published>2008-10-07T17:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:24:19.521+03:00</updated><title type='text'>So I think ?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SOtw9YKuEnI/AAAAAAAAACo/HykzKYdsaTw/s1600-h/Promise_by_Nightmare_Beta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SOtw9YKuEnI/AAAAAAAAACo/HykzKYdsaTw/s200/Promise_by_Nightmare_Beta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254417590019560050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Si eu spun un lucru ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Lucru care ca de obicei nimeni nu il respecta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Nu nu nu ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Nu va ganditi la toata lumea ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Numai noi ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Cik noi doi ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's trying to end 4 so much time now ...but still as always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It never does ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Well .. i don't know what 2 say about that ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Do you really want me to stop ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Honestly i don't fucking know ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I only know i wanna be treated right ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I wanna be respected ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I wanna be a "baby" ,a "honey" ... a something ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Maybe just a little bit different then now ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;A little bit sweeter ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Like we've been throw so much .... at least I think so ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Anyhow ... something it's gonna change ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So I think ... ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-2447774817829755336?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2447774817829755336/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=2447774817829755336' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/2447774817829755336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/2447774817829755336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-think.html' title='So I think ?!'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SOtw9YKuEnI/AAAAAAAAACo/HykzKYdsaTw/s72-c/Promise_by_Nightmare_Beta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-8111456665905597743</id><published>2008-08-26T13:32:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:11:32.523+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SLPdliG6TgI/AAAAAAAAACI/OQyyW0e7djY/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238774428442709506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SLPdliG6TgI/AAAAAAAAACI/OQyyW0e7djY/s320/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Sa stati intinsi pe soseaua calda de vara ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Sa va plimbati prin orasul aglomerat atunci cand soarele e la apus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sa discutati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Sa radeti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Sa ... iubiti .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sa ajungeti acasa numai in tarzie noapte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Si sa va sunati doar sa fiti siguri ca totul e bine ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Ca sunteti unde trebuie sa fiti ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ca ziua urmatoare vei fi acolo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sa dansati numai dupa muzica interioara .. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sa vorbiti pana cuvintele sunt intelese numai din priviri ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Fiecare atingere sa va cutremure intregul corp ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Fiecare privire sa va modifice universul ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it love that I want ? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Don't know&lt;br /&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;but .. i want it .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-8111456665905597743?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8111456665905597743/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=8111456665905597743' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/8111456665905597743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/8111456665905597743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/08/sa-stati-intinsi-pe-soseaua-calda-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SLPdliG6TgI/AAAAAAAAACI/OQyyW0e7djY/s72-c/4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-889637277581379658</id><published>2008-08-20T22:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T11:35:35.942+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S7yBBJBQgQI/AAAAAAAAADY/EummTjwQGgk/s1600/Network+(190).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457378705067245826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S7yBBJBQgQI/AAAAAAAAADY/EummTjwQGgk/s200/Network+(190).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Stau in pat intinsa si tot ce pot vedea este chipul tau ..&lt;br /&gt;Ma gandesc cum ma atingi&lt;br /&gt;Atingerile imi trezesc toate simturile&lt;br /&gt;Te as vrea langa mine&lt;br /&gt;Sa te sarut&lt;br /&gt;Sa ti simt pielea pe a mea&lt;br /&gt;Sa respiram in acelasi ritm&lt;br /&gt;Maninile tale sa alunece usor pe gat,sa mi cuprinda sanii&lt;br /&gt;Sa i mangaie,sa i ciupeasca ...&lt;br /&gt;Limba ta sa se joace cu sfarcurile&lt;br /&gt;In timp ce mainile si au coborat traseul ...&lt;br /&gt;Au ajuns mai jos de buric ..&lt;br /&gt;Atunci incep sa tremur&lt;br /&gt;Oare pentru ca iti simt corpul contopindu se cu al meu .. ?&lt;br /&gt;Imi incolacesc picioarele in jurul tau&lt;br /&gt;O simt in mine ... in momentul ala suntem un intreg ...&lt;br /&gt;Ritmic corpurile noastre se cunosc din ce in ce mai bine&lt;br /&gt;Dorinta inca nu se opreste ...&lt;br /&gt;Viteza creste ,placerea la fel ...&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma mai controlez&lt;br /&gt;Sunt deasupra ta&lt;br /&gt;Mainile tale ma dirigeaza ...&lt;br /&gt;Imi pipai singura sanii&lt;br /&gt;Imi musc buza,te sarut ...&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare geamat imi provoaca o senzatie si mai placuta ...&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare atingere mai aducea un pic mai aproape de extaz ..&lt;br /&gt;Unghiile mele iti inseamneaza spatele ...&lt;br /&gt;Parul iti este total ravasit&lt;br /&gt;Se apropie ...&lt;br /&gt;Ne simtim minunat amandoi ...&lt;br /&gt;Te eliberezi ...&lt;br /&gt;Tragem aer in piept si spiritele se calmeaza pentru putin timp ..&lt;br /&gt;Cand insetati de noi ,o luam de la capat ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-889637277581379658?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/889637277581379658/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=889637277581379658' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/889637277581379658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/889637277581379658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/08/stau-in-pat-intinsa-si-tot-ce-pot-vedea.html' title=''/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/S7yBBJBQgQI/AAAAAAAAADY/EummTjwQGgk/s72-c/Network+(190).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-9172245781094857782</id><published>2008-08-08T00:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:01:30.671+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Si a uitat !&lt;br /&gt;Se uita ..&lt;br /&gt;Intotdeauna ..&lt;br /&gt;GATA !&lt;br /&gt;e gata ?&lt;br /&gt;mda .. cam asa ceva ..&lt;br /&gt;Voi ajunge tipa invisibila !&lt;br /&gt;De fapt nu voi ajunge ..&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns deja ..&lt;br /&gt;Plang ?&lt;br /&gt;Rad ?&lt;br /&gt;Sunt fericita ca am scapat sau ..&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ..&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai stiu nimic ..&lt;br /&gt;stiu ca e 1.00&lt;br /&gt;e 1.00 ..&lt;br /&gt;nu mai are semnificatie ..&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai are nimic semnificatie ..&lt;br /&gt;Nici macar eu nu am ..&lt;br /&gt;El are ?&lt;br /&gt;De ce ar avea ?&lt;br /&gt;De ce sunt asa naiva ?&lt;br /&gt;De ce??&lt;br /&gt;Ce proasta !&lt;br /&gt;Ce idioata !&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-186785254287808426</id><published>2008-08-02T10:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:25:02.732+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: leftfont-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ce are tembelul ala ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;multe tipe dupa el =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Da ... asta are =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;si ce mi place :&gt; :&gt; :&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SJQNKBOLJBI/AAAAAAAAACA/mYerpwdJFbk/s1600-h/000_0075j.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229819533061727250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 221px" height="171" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SJQNKBOLJBI/AAAAAAAAACA/mYerpwdJFbk/s320/000_0075j.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sau nu =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;asa ... ma rog .. continuam ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sigur ca da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;andreeeaaa ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ce faci ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bine ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dar tu miruna ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tu ce faci ;;) ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tot bine ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;stiam :&gt; :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mereu faci bine :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aici e zuzu vorbeste cu voi !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ea nu stie ce are .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;are ceva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nu se stie ce .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pastilele naibiii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sau nu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ale cui sunt ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nu ale lui naiba :-s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ca le e frica de naiba :-s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ele nu vor acolo :-s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ele vor la mine in stomac :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sa mi faca bine la fatza :&gt;:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;asta vor :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;asta vor de cand le cumpar eu :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cei 29 de roni .. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lunar :&gt; :&gt; .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;deci nu mai ma oprescccc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OPRESTE MAAA !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;suna ma :&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;te rog suna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt; :(( :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;vreau sa vorbesc cu tine :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;vreau sa dorm .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt; duc sa dorm .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cred :-j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bine .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nu mai &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;continui&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sper :-s .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nush&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-186785254287808426?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/186785254287808426/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=186785254287808426' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/186785254287808426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/186785254287808426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/08/ce-are-tembelul-ala-nush-multe-tipe.html' title=''/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SJQNKBOLJBI/AAAAAAAAACA/mYerpwdJFbk/s72-c/000_0075j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-6834572135555357316</id><published>2008-07-28T23:50:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:01:15.901+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vreau sa te ating&lt;br /&gt;Sa ti simt mainile puternice si mari pe intregul corp.&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare parte a corpului meu sa ti simta respiratia aproape,atat de aproape ...&lt;br /&gt;Sa te leg,sa te supun, sa te am !&lt;br /&gt;Sa te sui pe tine, sa ma frec si sa ti simt barbatia intarindu se sub presiunea saruturilor mele.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma dezlantui sub actiunea atingerilor tale date sa ofere placere.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa te folosesc,sa ma simt folosita de tine.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne epuizam puterile satisfacandu ne.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai nebunesc vis erotic vreau sa ti l indeplinesc,sa te leg de pat si sa te calaresc pana spui stop,sa te o trag intr o baie publica,intr un parc,pe o casa, pe un acoperis,pe un scaun inalt.. oriunde&lt;br /&gt;Sa ti cunosc fiecare particica a corpului tremurand de placere.&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa ti smulg de fiecare data hainele de pe tine si sa te simt gol pe langa mine&lt;br /&gt;Sa ti spun cele mai nebune dorinte si tu sa le indeplinesti....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-6834572135555357316?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6834572135555357316/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=6834572135555357316' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/6834572135555357316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/6834572135555357316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/07/vreau-sa-te-ating-sa-ti-simt-mainile.html' title=''/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-6176226824017304148</id><published>2008-07-21T13:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T13:26:34.815+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciudat cand te poti regasi in niste versuri aleatorii ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciudat cand iti vine sa pla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ngi cand ceilalti rad ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand iti maschezi starea adevarata&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si poate nici tu nu iti dai seama de asta ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand nu te recunosti pe sine ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SIRjofX6oQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0CwqQLrtSXU/s1600-h/leaving_earth_by_blackashes87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 386px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SIRjofX6oQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0CwqQLrtSXU/s320/leaving_earth_by_blackashes87.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225411014924345602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Esti pierdut ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nici asta sa nu stii ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ti fie dor !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar sa nu stii exact de cine sau de ce ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sa stii dintotdeauna ca vrei ceva cand de fapt poate nu l  mai vrei ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa stii ca totul va trece si totul este de moment dar tot sa te implici .. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa stii ca ce faci e gresit dar totusi sa continui sa faci ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sa iubesti ?&lt;br /&gt; ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nu ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aici nu ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Se mai merita ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nu cred ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sau trebuie doar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dar daca pur si simplu se intampla ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atunci ce faci ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si se intampla de cine nu trebuie ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cineva care stii ca nu va fi niciodata cum a fost ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se spune ca totul are un raspuns .. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie sa ai rabdare ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inca continui sa am rabdare ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cred ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-6176226824017304148?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6176226824017304148/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=6176226824017304148' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/6176226824017304148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/6176226824017304148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/07/ciudat-cand-te-poti-regasi-in-niste.html' title=''/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SIRjofX6oQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0CwqQLrtSXU/s72-c/leaving_earth_by_blackashes87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-3124685854893923057</id><published>2008-07-07T23:39:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:00:49.836+03:00</updated><title type='text'>About a girl</title><content type='html'>Si inca o data ma simt la pamant ..&lt;br /&gt;Inca o data sunt doborata ...&lt;br /&gt;Tu esti de vina ..&lt;br /&gt;Intotdeauna tu ...&lt;br /&gt;Obsesie ??&lt;br /&gt;Iubire ??&lt;br /&gt;Dracu stie :-j ...&lt;br /&gt;Ca mai fac si rime ...&lt;br /&gt;Te urasc&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc ..&lt;br /&gt;Totul trece ...&lt;br /&gt;Dar imi vine sa plang&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;A cata oara ??&lt;br /&gt;Mai conteaza ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-3124685854893923057?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3124685854893923057/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=3124685854893923057' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/3124685854893923057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/3124685854893923057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/07/about-girl.html' title='About a girl'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-4358608633187168131</id><published>2008-07-05T23:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:47:56.201+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Innocence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SG_dz1h6BKI/AAAAAAAAABw/uLUPrgUze9s/s1600-h/Hate_This_and_I__ll_Love_You__by_lorelix04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SG_dz1h6BKI/AAAAAAAAABw/uLUPrgUze9s/s320/Hate_This_and_I__ll_Love_You__by_lorelix04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219634375758054562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Si inca o data te intristezi ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Si inca o data incepi sa plangi ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Si sa ti aduci aminte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;De ce ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;De toate lucruri ce te ating [intr un fel sau altu] pe suflet ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pe acel loc care iti este ca un centru al sentimentelor si al faptelor ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Acele momente cand va tineati de mana ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cand acel cald sarut care te facea sa uiti de tot si toate ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;De imbratisarea care ti o oferea de cate ori aveai nevoie ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Acea privirea cu care astepta sa plece autobuzul din statie ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Iubire ???                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha ... :-j     ... poate   ........                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Poate ca nu vroiam sa spun ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Si poate DA ! fac parte din acea parte a oamenilor care viseaza ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Si viseaza ... si viseaza ... [desigur exagerez ca intotdeauna ... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Visez ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Visez la o iubire care te face fericit ... care iti mentine zambetul pe buze mai mult de cateva minute,care iti fac ochii sa straluceasca cand il vezi si sa lacrimeze knd il vezi plecand ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Doamnee de naiva !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunt asa naiva !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Nimeni nu ar crede asta ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sau poate da ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi s au intamplat destule ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Am vazut destule ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;De ce nu ma trezesc ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Realitateeeeeeeee !!! Unde estii ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Eu de ce nu te vad ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;CHEAMA MAAA !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Oare te voi vedea vreodata "cum trebuie" ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"O fata cu capul in nori si picioarele pe pamant" .... mi se spunea ca sunt ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;As spune ca e adevarat ..&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/7591994117551076245-4358608633187168131?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4358608633187168131/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=4358608633187168131' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/4358608633187168131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/4358608633187168131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/07/lost-innocence.html' title='Lost Innocence'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SG_dz1h6BKI/AAAAAAAAABw/uLUPrgUze9s/s72-c/Hate_This_and_I__ll_Love_You__by_lorelix04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-7548491108001898069</id><published>2008-07-04T09:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:01:16.378+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/NA8HXkEbpQ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/NA8HXkEbpQ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/A28yDV/playlist/BjUspKY9/blessthefall_with_eyes_wide_shut_music_playlist/"&gt;blessthefall- with eyes wide shut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi te face sa te gandesti !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nu prea conteaza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Conteaza doar actul in sine ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As spune,sau multi m ar contrazice teribil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stiu asta ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nu conteaza doar ca gandesti ci mai mult cum gandesti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dar chiar nu se pune deloc faptul ca reusesti sa gandesti?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SG3PhGPuNdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SMVyeiHw-aw/s1600-h/less_thinking_more_events2y_by_stefa_zozokovich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SG3PhGPuNdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SMVyeiHw-aw/s320/less_thinking_more_events2y_by_stefa_zozokovich.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219055710711461330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;De ce nu ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;De ce da?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;intrebare intrebare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ce i aia o intrebare?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;V ati intrebat vreodata ce este o  intrebare ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O cautare a unui raspuns ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dar !!! ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cine a hotarat ca "intrebare" sa semnifice o "intrebare"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine a pus "A" inainte de "B" si dupa "C" ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Iar imi pun intrebarea intrebarii si desigur o iau de la capat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Asa sunt eu ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sau poate  nu ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mai conteaza?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine se cunoste?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se cunoaste cineva?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SG6Khl-3_OI/AAAAAAAAABY/vxnyEaaJMKE/s1600-h/leaving_earth_by_blackashes87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SG6Khl-3_OI/AAAAAAAAABY/vxnyEaaJMKE/s320/leaving_earth_by_blackashes87.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219261327905127650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Macar asa putin .. .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu prea sunt convinsa ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;de ce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pentru ca nimeni de obicei nu stie ce vrea ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate asta este raspunsul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;POate nu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cine mai stie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja totul a inceput sa fie doar o serie nebuna si teribila de intrebari &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intrebari fara raspuns desigur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CIne ar fi in stare sa ti raspunda la miile si miile de intrebari din mintea ta ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cine ar sta de vorba cu tine pana nu ai mai putea spune un cuvant?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam nimeni &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta i trist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foarte trist &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cauti si cauti si cauti ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Probabil nu vei gasi &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si continui sa fi trist &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;si sa cauti sa cauti ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-7548491108001898069?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7548491108001898069/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=7548491108001898069' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/7548491108001898069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/7548491108001898069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/07/si-totusi-te-face-sa-te-gandesti-ce-nu.html' title='Thinking ...'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SG3PhGPuNdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SMVyeiHw-aw/s72-c/less_thinking_more_events2y_by_stefa_zozokovich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-5341691473249239866</id><published>2008-07-02T09:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:02:50.031+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a just</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SGsoFKm0iQI/AAAAAAAAABI/xa8esnyvSog/s1600-h/Confused___by_Mushy_Pea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SGsoFKm0iQI/AAAAAAAAABI/xa8esnyvSog/s320/Confused___by_Mushy_Pea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218308662450489602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mushy-pea.deviantart.com/art/Confused-32533539"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://mushy-pea.deviantart.com/art/Confused-32533539" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Si knd te gandesti cate tampenii poate face o singura persoana !&lt;br /&gt;Foarte multe ..&lt;br /&gt;Neintentionat ... involuntar .. chiar dak nu vrea ..&lt;br /&gt;Nu ati intelege !&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate da !&lt;br /&gt;Dar spun asta pentru ca nici eu nu ma inteleg pe mine ... niciodata nu cred ca am putut !&lt;br /&gt;Sunt in mintea mea in permanenta doua voci ... doua personalitati ... si se ceartaa .. si TIPAA !!&lt;br /&gt;OPRITI VAAA !!!&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa mai va aud !!&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa fac ce simt fara sa ma judecati voi !&lt;br /&gt;Lasa ti ma in pace !!&lt;br /&gt;De ce nu va gasiti alta treaba ??&lt;br /&gt;Duce ti va la altcineva,poate va apreciaza ...&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate va apreciez si eu uneori ..&lt;br /&gt;Dar de ce nu ma ajutati sa ma abtin de la prostii ..&lt;br /&gt;De la acele lucruri ce ma fac sa ma simt oribil ..&lt;br /&gt;De la lucruri ce pur si simplu nu trebuiau sa se intample !!&lt;br /&gt;DEE CEEE ??&lt;br /&gt;Iar incepeti sa tipati !&lt;br /&gt;Opriti va !!  ...&lt;br /&gt;Va rog ..&lt;br /&gt;NU mai vreau ..&lt;br /&gt;Cine sunteti ??&lt;br /&gt;De fapt cine sunt ? Cam asta este ideea ..&lt;br /&gt;de ce mi ai facut asta ??&lt;br /&gt;Trebuia sa spun Stop .. sa se termine ... de fapt sa nu inceapa ..&lt;br /&gt;"Si tigara asta se arde mai bine ca tine"&lt;br /&gt;Nu intrebati :-j&lt;br /&gt;Derilez ...&lt;br /&gt;La modul grav ...&lt;br /&gt;Ca intotdeauna de altfel ..&lt;br /&gt;Asa sunt eu&lt;br /&gt;Asa este El&lt;br /&gt;Asa suntem NOI&lt;br /&gt;Care Noi ?&lt;br /&gt;Noi toti desigur ...&lt;br /&gt;NImeni nu i diferit ..&lt;br /&gt;Nu asa diferit ..&lt;br /&gt;sau poate suntem toti ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-5341691473249239866?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5341691473249239866/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=5341691473249239866' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/5341691473249239866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/5341691473249239866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-just.html' title='Just a just'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/SGsoFKm0iQI/AAAAAAAAABI/xa8esnyvSog/s72-c/Confused___by_Mushy_Pea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-370130022866116437</id><published>2008-06-15T20:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:21:53.697+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Stari de spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cu siguranta vi s a intamplat cel putin o data sa va schimbati starea de spirt intr o clipita,nu ?&lt;br /&gt;Cel putin mie mi se intampla prea des acest lucru si incerc sa mi dau seama de ce ?&lt;br /&gt;De ce ne schimbam pur si simplu .... Nu ne a suparat nimeni ... Nu s a intamplat nimic ... Totul era bine ... pana cand ... dintr o data ... Se intampla ...&lt;br /&gt;Si atunci cand se intampla parca simti cum te prabustesti in hol,intr o imensa prapastica care aparent nu mai are sfarsit !&lt;br /&gt;Poate exagerez,desi ... chiar se intampla ca ai acel sentiment ...&lt;br /&gt;In acel moment ... nu mai simti,nu mai esti capabil de nimic ... nici nu ai vorbi [desi in mintea ta au loc cele mai furtunoase certuri intre tu si sine] , te rupi de lume ... de tot ce este rau.de tot ce este bine ... de indiferenta,de certuri,de iubire .... de tot ... Nu mai existi ... In locul tau raspunde robotul :" X ului momentan nu este disponibil,a plecat PUR SI SIMPLU de pe fata acestui pamant si se va intoarce cand are chef.Va rugam reveniti" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atat de sec .. atat de banal ... atat de omenesc ..&lt;br /&gt;Simple stari de spirit ... ce sunt analizate in continu si in mod repetat de atatea oameni ...&lt;br /&gt;Aflandu se ce ?&lt;br /&gt;Mai nimic ...&lt;br /&gt;Intr un final ... cam din tot ramane un Nimic ... Trist .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-370130022866116437?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/370130022866116437/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=370130022866116437' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/370130022866116437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/370130022866116437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/06/stari-de-spirit.html' title='Stari de spirit'/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591994117551076245.post-75012645740914516</id><published>2008-06-15T07:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T08:11:21.173+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sa incep ?&lt;br /&gt;Chiar sa incep ?&lt;br /&gt;ha ! nu cred ca ar vrea cineva asta ... sau poate ?&lt;br /&gt;Ce subiect pot alege ?&lt;br /&gt;Orice ? Chiar pot orice ?&lt;br /&gt;La "moda" este "Povestea Noastra" ... dar chiar nu am de gand sa mai incep vreodata povestea aia !&lt;br /&gt;Cel putin nu acum , am inceput o cu ceva timp in urma ... n am putut sa o termin .... n am stiut cum ... inca n as putea ... oricum nu se termina ... cel putin nu curand.&lt;br /&gt;Dar deja intru in subiect si am spus ca nu vreau ...&lt;br /&gt;Deci nu as avea o singura "poveste" de genul ... dar una singura este sa spunem principala.&lt;br /&gt;Se stie care,lumea stie care ... se interpreteaza multe lucruri,se mint multe lucruri ...&lt;br /&gt;Pe mine char nu ma intereseaza acele lucruri ...&lt;br /&gt;Sunt inutile,in plus si fara vreo rezolvare,deci de ce le as lua in seama ?&lt;br /&gt;Nu voi face niciodata asta ...  Nu vreau sa ma mint singura ... Nu am de ce ...&lt;br /&gt;E totul oarecum simplu de inteles [cel putin pentru cunoscatorii situatiei]&lt;br /&gt;Totul va trece de la sine ...&lt;br /&gt;Lumea se maturizeaza,timpul trece ... numai amintirile unor momente de fericire,momente de durere ... momente ce o data poate ti au sfasiat inima in mici bucati ce poate au reusit sa si faca drum inapoi pentru as se uni si pentru a forma ceea ce inainte era neatins,era inocet .... erai tu ... eram eu ... Inca sunt ..&lt;br /&gt;Probabil ma repet, am obiceiul asta ... va veti obisnui o data si o data ...&lt;br /&gt;Asta pentru ca in mintea mea ... toate se repete&lt;br /&gt;De ce ?&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca de fiecare te gandesti la o alta solutie, o alta serie de evenimente si intamplari si crezi sau chiar speri ca in viitor totul va fi mai bine .. cel putina asa sunt eu.&lt;br /&gt;Mi se spune ca sunt prea visatoare,traiesc cam intr o lume a mea dar totodata a altora [cred ca este si un vers de a lui Minulescu asta ] dar chiar nu vreau sa ma schimb in privinta asta ... pentru ca imi place cum sunt,de ce nu as recunoaste asta ...&lt;br /&gt;Chiar cred ca ca candva voi fi acea persoana indragostita vesnic de acel tip care merita ...&lt;br /&gt;Poate pare o copilarie si da poate e ... dar chiar te tine pe picioare asta ... doar acest mic vis ... aceasta mica dorinta ...&lt;br /&gt;Dorinta asta te calmeaza atunci cand simti ca plansul nu se mai opreste,ca izvorul lacrimilor a secat de mult ....&lt;br /&gt;Dorinta asta te face sa zambesti atunci cand lumea iti judeca deciziile,cand lumea te face sa te simti ultimul rang de om,cand totul in jur parca nu e la fel si tu chiar ai impresia ca nu te ai schimbat absolut deloc dar totusi totul din jur te contrazice.&lt;br /&gt;Dorinta care te face sa mergi mai departe atunci cand ai vrea sa il iei in brate pe cel iubit [si infidel din cauza propriului contestat comportament ] dar te abtine pentru ca pur si simplu nu merita si nu are rost ....&lt;br /&gt;Si totul are legatura ...&lt;br /&gt;Totul doar din cauza unui vis ...&lt;br /&gt;Cine spune ca visatori sunt suflete pierdute ?&lt;br /&gt;Sunt chiar cele mai intacte .... deoarece oricat de mare ar fi caderea .. si mai mare este ridicarea ...&lt;br /&gt;Mi se pare un lucru superb.&lt;br /&gt;Uneori cred ca totul din jur e superb dar pe urma revin la realitatea uratului,a omului lenes,a mincinosului,a infidelului,a furtului,a omorului,a sinuciderii .... si atunci si doar atunci parca acea dorinta dispare putin cate putin :| ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591994117551076245-75012645740914516?l=zuzazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/feeds/75012645740914516/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591994117551076245&amp;postID=75012645740914516' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/75012645740914516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591994117551076245/posts/default/75012645740914516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zuzazy.blogspot.com/2008/06/sa-incep-chiar-sa-incep-ha-nu-cred-ca.html' title=''/><author><name>Miruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13765528441885175301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6uT7EvIQz0/TANSxolCOlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8BQRnmFeMqg/S220/102_0143hg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
