<?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-3534672182251558089</id><updated>2011-10-02T18:34:18.678+03:00</updated><category term='soulmates'/><category term='drawing'/><category term='love'/><category term='viata'/><category term='love to the people'/><title type='text'>SKETCHING WORDS</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is all about colors</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-45562596077361233</id><published>2011-09-16T09:17:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:43:04.839+03:00</updated><title type='text'>take it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;No offense God,dar serios as fi vrut sa ma nasc fara inima, in momente din astea ar trebui sa am capacitatea de a inchide suferinta undeva in suflet intr-o cutie pe care sa scrie DO NOT OPEN, EVER!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unii oameni au capacitatea, de a suporta sau transforma suferinta, well darul acela l-am pierdut de mult, poate ca unii din noi il pierdem atunci cand ne indragostim, poate unii nu l-am avut niciodata, sau poate ca unii doar asa sunt ei, de nepatruns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi doresc ca azi sa imi las inima undeva intr-o cutie, sa ma lase sa respir, sa nu ma innec in lacrimi si durere, in disperare si neputinta. De mica am auzit de la cineva ca Dumnezeu iti da doar cat poti duce, si omul ala chiar nu a exagerat cand a spus asta, desi mi-as fi dorit...prea multe suferinte presarate cu un pic de scortisoara(aka momente glorioase si simple de fericire). Mi-as dori sa rad printre lacrimi, fie ele si de tristete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi am pus inima pe tava, dorind ca cineva sa lupte pentru ea....desi eu eram cea care a gresit...nu pot sa ii spun inimii mele sa lupte, ea e bleaga si nu asculta veci ce ii spun eu. Doamne, Doamne mi-ai dat o inima defecta, problema ei e ca iubeste...dar Doamne, thank you for giving me the biggest heart you could have found in the box of hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;Daca eu nu sunt pentru tine, si tu nu esti pentru mine, sau cum am aflat aseara tragem la carute diferite, atunci de ce doare al dracu de tare???&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My happiness is you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;True love doesn’t have a happy ending, because true love never ends. Letting go is one way of saying I love you&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/3534672182251558089-45562596077361233?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/45562596077361233/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=45562596077361233' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/45562596077361233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/45562596077361233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2011/09/take-it-out.html' title='take it out'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-3912965894770952625</id><published>2011-02-12T12:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:34:15.456+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vreme urata</title><content type='html'>lumina difuza, o sticla de vin si muzica pe fundal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qpSdTyAPggM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-3912965894770952625?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/3912965894770952625/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=3912965894770952625' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3912965894770952625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3912965894770952625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2011/02/vreme-urata.html' title='Vreme urata'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-8963171234962873087</id><published>2011-01-25T20:55:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T22:34:34.090+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa part II</title><content type='html'>O poate imprumuta toata lumea:d enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt: zambareata,&lt;br /&gt;As vrea: sa pot zambi si acum&lt;br /&gt;Pastrez: amintiri&lt;br /&gt;Mi-as fi dorit: o viata mai putin complicata&lt;br /&gt;Nu-mi place: durerea aia ce macina inima si sufletul&lt;br /&gt;Ma tem: de singuratate&lt;br /&gt;Aud: voci...sigur sunt nebuna(aaa nu e vocea lui mama, iar imi da sfaturi)&lt;br /&gt;Îmi pare rau: de unde sa incep si cat timp avem la dispozitie?:)))&lt;br /&gt;Îmi place: cand dorm in bratele celui drag&lt;br /&gt;Nu sunt: implinita&lt;br /&gt;Cânt: nu am voce, dar recit&lt;br /&gt;Dansez: ca in coyote ugly(cel putin asa mi s-a zis)&lt;br /&gt;Niciodata: nu o sa uit clipele in care am iubit si am fost iubita&lt;br /&gt;Rar: gandesc inainte sa vorbesc&lt;br /&gt;Plâng: de fericire, dar asta e rar..mai des o fac ca sa ma descarc de probleme&lt;br /&gt;Sunt confuza: de multe ori&lt;br /&gt;Am nevoie: de dragoste&lt;br /&gt;Ar fi trebuit: sa fiu un star de cinema&lt;br /&gt;As putea: sa zambesc si cand sufletul imi plange&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-8963171234962873087?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/8963171234962873087/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=8963171234962873087' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/8963171234962873087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/8963171234962873087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2011/01/leapsa-part-ii.html' title='Leapsa part II'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-4673887526598274228</id><published>2010-12-28T17:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T18:16:43.091+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Go By Fast :DDDDD</title><content type='html'>A trecut ceva timp de cand nu mi-am mai dorit sa imi astern gandurile aici, am si renuntat la acest blog, desi promiteam ca voi scrie. Au trecut zilele atat de repede, si uite-ne aici la sfarsit de an. Nu vreau sa vorbesc despre ce imi doresc eu pentru noul an( toti ne dorim aceleasi lucruri: fericire, iubire, si pace mondiala), vreau sa scriu pentru ca ma simt mai matura( sau poate ca nu=))), dar cu siguranta am mai adaugat un pic de experienta ce ma va ajuta sa imi fie mai usor in viata. Vreau sa imi redescopar in blog momentul meu de liniste, asa cum acum il simt. Sunt aproape de casa dragoste...mereu imi place sa ma intorc unde mi-e bine, e un sentiment reconfortant...:d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrar tuturor evenimentelor din ultimele luni( as putea sa scriu cu usurinta o carte), evenimente ce nu au fost tocmai superbe:))) am iubit, iubesc si voi iubi;;). Sunt fericita, dar nici nu am cum sa fiu altfel fiind un copil de fire, fiind visatoare, cu un strop de nepasare, si multe grame de nebunie. Dupa multe lovituri(multe o sa fie si de acuma incolo, INEVITABIL) sunt inca aici. Unii din noi sa nu mai judece dupa ambalaj, si sa ma caute cu adevarat asa cum sunt privindu-ma in ochi, prin vorbele ce le spun, si prin caldura sufletului ce o eman. Sunt eu, aceiasi copila, mereu voi fi copilul cu zambetul minunat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am zis mai nimic in postarea asta, dar mi-a placut al naibii de mult sa zic nimic:D. Va pupppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TUjI9_aEaYQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TUjI9_aEaYQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-4673887526598274228?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/4673887526598274228/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=4673887526598274228' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4673887526598274228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4673887526598274228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2010/12/days-go-by-fast-ddddd.html' title='Days Go By Fast :DDDDD'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-2887459994094899486</id><published>2010-07-01T10:14:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T10:54:08.826+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tzup Tzup vanilie si ciocolata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/TCxHolgqYdI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Aev1BH21h_I/s1600/IMG_2139+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/TCxHolgqYdI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Aev1BH21h_I/s320/IMG_2139+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488840808447238610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is the shortest distance between two people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa scrie in casuta de postare de fiecare data cand dau sa scriu ceva nou. Nu imi aduc aminte primele clipe petrecute in acest blog, si nici de ce am inceput sa scriu, dar azi daca o sa astern aceste cuvinte e ca sa ma gasesc pe mine, cea de acum un an. Altfel...mi-e dor de ea, de cine era ea si de ce facea ea, de cine era inconjurata si de visele ei...in alta ordine de idei e soare afara si asta imi da putere, vise si amintiri ce cateodata dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi la fel la ieri, ma simt altfel, simt omul ce a fost in mai, iunie, iulie, august, anul trecut...il simt cum fierbe in mine si asteapta vara asta sa traiasca...ciudat nu? Asta e pentru ca nu am scris pe blog sirul lung al dragostei pierdute, sau lasate....dezamagiri si intamplari, dar asta a scris sau inca mai scrie cineva...si e modul acelei persoane de a se descarca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat despre mine s-a afirmat ca sunt o bestie :)))) posibil, daca stau sa ma gandesc sunt ceva reptila avand in vedere ca soarele imi da energie si vise...eh dar tot ce nu te doboara iti da aripi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt un pic impacata cu multe, sau resemnata(si chiar imi pare rau ca nu pot sa leg multe idei sau lucruri concrete in cuvintele mele...mi-a iesit din mana sa ma confesez...caci ast&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/TCxJMK6aEwI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZiiM-qOTzsg/s1600/Summer_by_akome1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/TCxJMK6aEwI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZiiM-qOTzsg/s320/Summer_by_akome1206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488842519294382850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a incerc azi sa fac)dar presimt ca vara asta imi va aduce soare pe fata si multe rasete...imi va da copilul din sufletul meu inapoi, si oricarui fapt ce a condus aici ii multumesc, oricat de dur si chinuitor a fost drumul...simt ca incep sa respir si sa visez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un copil in corpul unei fete, dar totusi un copil....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce imi rezerva viitorul, dar azi as vrea mult sa pot sa zambesc...momentan imi dau lacrimile...si simt o eliberare...simt ca cumva totul o sa fie bine...dupa foarte mult timp, un copil se trezeste si vreau sa il tin in sufletul meu cat mai mult posibil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va iubesc pe toti si va doresc multa multa fericire, pana data viitoare,&lt;br /&gt;Anamaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Simt ca pot sa respir, de parca ceva greu s-a ridicat de pe sufletul meu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-2887459994094899486?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/2887459994094899486/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=2887459994094899486' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2887459994094899486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2887459994094899486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2010/07/tzup-tzup-vanilie-si-ciocolata.html' title='Tzup Tzup vanilie si ciocolata'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/TCxHolgqYdI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Aev1BH21h_I/s72-c/IMG_2139+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-557303927142671051</id><published>2010-06-28T23:48:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:19:48.834+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Soare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/TCkR0R8OCWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/GDUkA6MGAC8/s1600/d7f629313d666643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/TCkR0R8OCWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/GDUkA6MGAC8/s400/d7f629313d666643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487937210794510690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei hei...stiu de ceva timp nu am mai scris, dar zilele astea am primit un mesaj pe lastfm si m-am gandit ca dragul meu blog a ramas singur. Multe s-au intamplat de cand acest blog nu a mai vazut cuvinte asternute. Am lasat viata de pe net deoparte, si am inceput sa traiesc in realitate, sa ies si sa lenevesc la soare, sa rad si sa fiu un ccopil...sa ranesc si sa fiu ranita(dar asta e alta poveste ce azi nu am chef sa o scriu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In alta ordine de idei, facultatea e over, bine acuma sunt cu practica, dar aia e apa de ploaie. Azi sunt fericita fiind ca a fost un pic de soare si la noi in Cluj :x.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ceva motiv absurd si inca de neinteles de mine ma simt mandra ca scriu iar pe blog si vreau sa imi regasesc aici omenii ce candva citeau ce scriam :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multa dragoste la toti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-557303927142671051?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/557303927142671051/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=557303927142671051' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/557303927142671051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/557303927142671051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2010/06/soare.html' title='Soare'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/TCkR0R8OCWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/GDUkA6MGAC8/s72-c/d7f629313d666643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-3650838225712256787</id><published>2010-04-21T17:45:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:49:56.925+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog oficial redeschis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/S88QVWO7DAI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ntEEi76Pk3c/s1600/flowerpower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/S88QVWO7DAI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ntEEi76Pk3c/s400/flowerpower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462602831955168258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am revenit cu idei si sentimente noi...am revenit definitiv:d..sper sa va mai gasesc macar pe o parte aici, si sper sa atrag cititori noi:d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/S88QL-ycc3I/AAAAAAAAAdg/y5n2srfYDfQ/s1600/flowerpower.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-3650838225712256787?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/3650838225712256787/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=3650838225712256787' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3650838225712256787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3650838225712256787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-oficial-redeschis.html' title='Blog oficial redeschis'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/S88QVWO7DAI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ntEEi76Pk3c/s72-c/flowerpower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-3357930926910984479</id><published>2010-01-21T13:15:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:22:33.446+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A nimanui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/S1g48TbOWJI/AAAAAAAAAc4/gcLTRqwZMU8/s1600-h/the_end__by_m0thyyku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/S1g48TbOWJI/AAAAAAAAAc4/gcLTRqwZMU8/s200/the_end__by_m0thyyku.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429151959452899474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copila nu uita sa privesti in urma ta, candva vei zambi pentru lacrimile ce acum curg pe obrazul tau, o sa fie bine...asa-i? o sa zambesc si lumea nu o sa stie ce bagaje am in suflet, ce port cu mine mereu. Nu te da batuta, niciodata nu stii de unde vine soarele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu am ajuns la un final de pagina, de zambet si de iubire...am ajuns desi nu vroiam, as putea sa continui povestea, dar in aceste conditii nu pot, pentru ca decizia nu e a mea. Sa nu se creada ca nu am luptat, am facut-o...dar uneori nu poti castiga tot ce iti doresti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adio blog....ramai cu bine:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-3357930926910984479?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/3357930926910984479/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=3357930926910984479' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3357930926910984479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3357930926910984479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2010/01/nimanui.html' title='A nimanui'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/S1g48TbOWJI/AAAAAAAAAc4/gcLTRqwZMU8/s72-c/the_end__by_m0thyyku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-2284432816959844452</id><published>2009-12-29T13:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:31:57.919+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>si ce daca nu mai am chef sa scriu...daca nu ma mai satisface sa scriu aici...sa citeasca cine..nimeni?...si ce daca sunt nesigura pe mine...inca nu stiu daca voi mai aveam puterea sa scriu pe blog...am nevoie de o idee noua..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-2284432816959844452?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/2284432816959844452/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=2284432816959844452' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2284432816959844452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2284432816959844452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/12/si-ce-daca-nu-mai-am-chef-sa-scriu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-8729798016309497385</id><published>2009-12-16T19:19:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:37:37.365+02:00</updated><title type='text'>de ce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SykaWG80CWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/GED-T-FAqxk/s1600-h/_cryin__by_Luxusbaby.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SykaWG80CWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/GED-T-FAqxk/s200/_cryin__by_Luxusbaby.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415888994014857570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as vrea sa inteleg ce se intampla...de ce nu pot sa fiu acolo unde imi doresc. De ce simt ca minte...de ce nu stiu mai nimic de trecutul lui...sau stiu...nici eu nu mai stiu de mine...as vrea sa fie bine...sa treaca peste tot...sa fie bine...as vrea multe dar hei nu le poti avea pe toate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LACRIMI..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-8729798016309497385?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/8729798016309497385/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=8729798016309497385' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/8729798016309497385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/8729798016309497385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/12/de-ce.html' title='de ce'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SykaWG80CWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/GED-T-FAqxk/s72-c/_cryin__by_Luxusbaby.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-6312187555739302389</id><published>2009-11-14T07:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T07:44:56.877+02:00</updated><title type='text'>everything</title><content type='html'>orice ai face, sau nu ai face....ai fost, esti si vei ramane totul pentru mine...nu uita asta iubire&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sv5DuyjZSaI/AAAAAAAAAaA/0GAeVX9mFsI/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090225_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sv5DuyjZSaI/AAAAAAAAAaA/0GAeVX9mFsI/s200/Snapshot_20090225_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403831074014448034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-6312187555739302389?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/6312187555739302389/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=6312187555739302389' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6312187555739302389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6312187555739302389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/11/everything.html' title='everything'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sv5DuyjZSaI/AAAAAAAAAaA/0GAeVX9mFsI/s72-c/Snapshot_20090225_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-570371564463687559</id><published>2009-11-12T17:01:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:13:01.298+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaspsa haioasa</title><content type='html'>1. ia cartea cea mai aproape de tine, deschide la pagina 18 şi caută rândul 4.&lt;br /&gt;"iar cand omul si-a dat acordul, ba"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. întinde-ţi braţul stâng pe spate cât mai mult. ce atingi?&lt;br /&gt;peretele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. care a fost ultima emisiune pe care ai urmărit-o la tv?&lt;br /&gt;In gura presei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. fără să te uiţi la ceas, ce oră este?&lt;br /&gt;16 jumate trecut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. acum, uită-te la ceas, ce oră e?&lt;br /&gt;17.03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. când ai făcut ultimul pas afară? ce ai făcut?&lt;br /&gt;Azi, deschideam usa de la intrare in casa(veneam de la facultate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. înainte să începi chestionarul acesta, ce ai făcut&lt;br /&gt;am papat ciocolata si am baut un pic de apa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ce porţi acum?&lt;br /&gt;bluza mov si pantaloni gri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. (ce) ai visat noaptea trecută?&lt;br /&gt;pe puiutzu meu, mergeam cu masina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. când ai râs ultima dată?&lt;br /&gt;acuma, oana pupa un bebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. ce e pe pereţii camerei în care te afli?&lt;br /&gt;ceasul in forma de vioara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. dacă ai deveni mulţi-milionar peste noapte, ce ai face cu banii?&lt;br /&gt;as dona, as cheltui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. la ce te gândeşti acum?&lt;br /&gt;la puiu meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. dacă ţi-ai pune o dorinţă, şi aceea s-ar împlini sigur, care ar fi aceea?&lt;br /&gt;numai una:((( bine sa mi se indeplineasca toate dorintele:))viitoare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. imaginează-ţi că primul tău copil este băieţel. Cum s-ar numi?&lt;br /&gt;aa nu stiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. daca ar fi fetita?&lt;br /&gt;tot nu stiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. gata. s-a terminat. mai vrei?&lt;br /&gt;ahaaaaaa:d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-570371564463687559?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/570371564463687559/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=570371564463687559' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/570371564463687559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/570371564463687559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/11/leaspsa-haioasa.html' title='Leaspsa haioasa'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-6895063562398333351</id><published>2009-11-03T15:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:38:35.692+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanatate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SvAyQ2G3WRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7bT1EY5z5b0/s1600-h/still+sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SvAyQ2G3WRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7bT1EY5z5b0/s200/still+sick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399871218200828178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moor aici de nervi, de cand am venit de la mare dintr-o boala in alta o tin, da ce cred virusii, si alea alea, ca se poate experimenta pe mine??? ei bine NUUU....oficial nu mai sunt prietena cu frigul, cu bautura rece si cu hainele subtiri pe timp de frig(ma repet, dar e de la raceala). Pai noaptea nu pot sa dorm de raceala asta, si mai e si fazele de la stiri cu virusul nou...pai sa nu te panichezi, zi tu??:-w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cele mai bune prietene ale mele acum: batistulele de hartie, kiwi, banane, si paturica(m-am acrit de atata ceai:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine am de predat niste serii statistice, 10 la numar...nu ma duce capu sa le fac:-&lt;...adica capu urla la mine...ma doare ingrozitor...:(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revin cand ma simt mai bine si ami vesela:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-6895063562398333351?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/6895063562398333351/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=6895063562398333351' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6895063562398333351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6895063562398333351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/11/sanatate.html' title='Sanatate'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SvAyQ2G3WRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7bT1EY5z5b0/s72-c/still+sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-4278904185779213745</id><published>2009-10-31T10:19:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T10:37:07.341+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy HaLlOwEeN...Trick r Treat?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Suv17oTLqYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/83FNj6KI-jo/s1600-h/Happy_Halloween_08_by_taziko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Suv17oTLqYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/83FNj6KI-jo/s200/Happy_Halloween_08_by_taziko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398678983112632706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So tonight is Halloween..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cuvantul vine de la “All Hallows’ Even” sau “All Hollows’ Eve”, adica noaptea tuturor sfintilor. Biserica a mutat sarbatoarea tuturor sfintilor, initial celebrata pe 13 mai, la sfarsitul lui octombrie, pentru a “crestina” astfel festivalurile celtice pagane care marcau incheierea culesului recoltei. Oamenii isi umpleau hambarele cu grane, multumeau zeilor si ii rugau sa fie de gashca si anul urmator si sa le dea recolte bune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Celtii credeau ca festivalul ii atragea si pe morti si ca in noaptea de 31 octombrie granita di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Suv2MuJIZaI/AAAAAAAAAZY/p3auEFmyFbY/s1600-h/Wicked_pumpkin_by_Rippah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Suv2MuJIZaI/AAAAAAAAAZY/p3auEFmyFbY/s200/Wicked_pumpkin_by_Rippah2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398679276738864546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ntre lumea viilor si cea a mortilor dispare. De aici, traditia costumelor si mastilor, a scheletilor, vrajitoarellor si a tuturor celorlalte creaturi ale lumii de dincolo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Traditia e puternica in insulele britanice si in Europa de Nord. In SUA, Halloweenul  a fost adus de imigrantii irlandezi, in secolul 19. Dovleacul cioplit si transformat in lampa e o traditie americana mai veche, legata tot de stransul recoltei si confiscata de Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;BU-HU-HUUUU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Shadows of a thousand years rise again unseen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Voices whisper in the trees, "Tonight is Halloween!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cat despre mine spun doar ca: Gone haunting.  Will return at midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-4278904185779213745?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/4278904185779213745/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=4278904185779213745' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4278904185779213745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4278904185779213745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloweentrick-r-treat.html' title='Happy HaLlOwEeN...Trick r Treat?!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Suv17oTLqYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/83FNj6KI-jo/s72-c/Happy_Halloween_08_by_taziko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-6538489053284396901</id><published>2009-10-23T20:59:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T18:32:33.458+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viata'/><title type='text'>Am revenit</title><content type='html'>Dupa o perioada de tacere, destul de lunga, in care multe s-au intamplat, am decis sa revin pe blog...marturisesc ca imi era dor sa scriu, si de ce nu..imi era dor sa fiu citita. Spre ca m-am maturizat un pic, aici voi o sa remarcati sau nu aceasta schimbare, sper ca am sa scriu cat de des imi propun...aici e coltul meu de liniste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bine te-am regasit blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S inca mai lucrez la infatisarea bloglui:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/57Zd8a1bOhE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/57Zd8a1bOhE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-6538489053284396901?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/6538489053284396901/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=6538489053284396901' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6538489053284396901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6538489053284396901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/10/am-revenit.html' title='Am revenit'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-5088217585999142881</id><published>2009-09-23T17:39:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:01:31.603+03:00</updated><title type='text'>varf de munte...vreau facultateeeee</title><content type='html'>Mooor efectiv de plictiseala in varf de vladeasa....prea liniste...prea mult aer curat...prea putin net..si prea putini prieteni...am ajuns sa ii cer la verisoara mea sa o ajut cu temele...vreau sa inceapa facultatea si sa ies in oras...sa ma distrez cu prietenii...vreau teme si sa beau ceai in zorky...i want my life back...vreauu clujj...vreau sa imi petrec zilele in cafenele la fumatori, sa port tocuri si vreau un masaj...:x...cuvantul nou la ordinea zilei:VREAU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azi sunt egoista...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m-am saturat sa mananc canticati industriale de nuci(am devenit dependenta:"&gt;)...makar e vreme buna aici..poate ma bronzez..sau poate ca nu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma duc inapoi la house md...sezonul 5:x...bestial omul asta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: cand o sa reusesc sa descar o poza cu the view ..o pun aici:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-5088217585999142881?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/5088217585999142881/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=5088217585999142881' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5088217585999142881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5088217585999142881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/09/varf-de-muntevreau-facultateeeee.html' title='varf de munte...vreau facultateeeee'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-3193864856011195837</id><published>2009-09-08T23:06:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:21:03.107+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When a GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sqa8koxyY4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/pypookvvr7A/s1600-h/aishwarya%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 330px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sqa8koxyY4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/pypookvvr7A/s400/aishwarya%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379194142548190082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When a GIRL is quiet,&lt;br /&gt;Millions of things are running in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL is not arguing,&lt;br /&gt;She is thinking deeply.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions,&lt;br /&gt;She is wondering how long you will be around.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL answers i'm fine after a few seconds,&lt;br /&gt;She is not at all fine.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL stares at you,&lt;br /&gt;She is wondering why you are lying.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL lays on you chest,&lt;br /&gt;she is wishing for you to be hers forever.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL wants to see you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;She wants to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL says I Love You..&lt;br /&gt;She means it.&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL says I Miss You...&lt;br /&gt;No One in this world can miss you more than that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-3193864856011195837?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/3193864856011195837/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=3193864856011195837' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3193864856011195837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3193864856011195837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-girl.html' title='When a GIRL'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sqa8koxyY4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/pypookvvr7A/s72-c/aishwarya%284%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-5726700700444022079</id><published>2009-07-29T11:34:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:31:49.248+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"targu mures", pepene, dragoste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SnHY9W74o1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/oxduwJsne9Q/s1600-h/Watermelon_Kisses_by_MASHA_POO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SnHY9W74o1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/oxduwJsne9Q/s400/Watermelon_Kisses_by_MASHA_POO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364307179815347026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS: sunt la 17 km de intrarea in oras&lt;br /&gt;REPLY: wow, asa aproape, am emotii, wai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La ora 20:53 ajuns si eu sa imi despachetez bajaul, simteam cum inima o sa imi sara din piept, cum nu ma pot concentra, si cum gandul imi zboara doar la el. Dupa o conversatie scurta la telefon cu dragostea mea, pentru a stabili unde ne vedem, si a rade un pic de el pentru ca nu intelgea unde sunt, ma pun la dush. Cica trebuia sa ne intalnim pe la vreo 22, vezi sa nu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ies eu de la dush, ma uit la ceas...eu extrem de relaxata mai am timp:D..nu ma grabesc, ma usc pe cap, ma imbrac, imi prind paru....primesc un mesaj...:D...sunt in fata hotelului....WTF, e aici???!! si eu nu sunt gata, pai nu trebuia sa ne intalnim altundeva, pai e haos la mine in camera, pai...pai....ahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il sun, si ii zic sa vina sus, si sa nu se sperie de mine, dar nu sunt machiata...doamne ce griji aveam si eu;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bate la usa...in momentul acela pentru 2 sec simteam cu inima nu mai imi bate, si apoi ca o explozie de energie bate, bate ca nebuna, imi tremura mana pe chei...ii deschid si il invit inautru...raspunsul lui "NUUUUUU!!!!"...Ha am zis bine si am inchis usa:D...dar ce sa fac...i-am deschis iar usa, si ce sa vezi de data asta a venit:P....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se uita la mine asa pierdut, tremura, ne-am imbratisat si tremura mai tare ca mine, mi-a placut atat de mult momentul, nu as fi vrut sa ii mai dau drumul, ne-am sarutat cu pofta, cu frica, cu stangacie, ca doi iubiti ce abia indraznesc sa se iubeasca. Dupa s-a dus ata la geam si eu fuguta dupa el sa il prind de fund, dar ahhhh pe cand sa il prind se intoarce...ahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timpul petrecut cu tine a fost cel mai frumos, scurt, satisfacator, funny, perfect. Momentele in care ma trezeam langa tine, cand ma luai in brate, ma pupai cu atata dragoste, momente in care ne plimbam prin parc, si dupa cum picam rupti de oboseala. hihi momentul in care fugeam dupa tzasnitoare cu inghetata in mana, apoi cand ea venea dupa mine:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor de privirea ta, jucausa si plina de cuvinte, mi-e dor de buzele tale care mereu ma mangaie, si cateodata ma musca, mi-e dor de mainile tale, care nu imi dau drumul, mi-e dor de carliontii tai, mi-e dor de parfumul tau, copil pudic ce esti:)))..mi-e dor de tine:"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pana si de caldura de la voi mi-e dor...eu sunt pepene, iar tu esti ingerul ce papa din el, cu pofta ca din fructul interzis, cu dorinta, pasiune si un gram de nebunie:D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor, ca atunci pe peron, mi-e dor de momentele cu tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au fost cu adevarat cele mai frumoase zile din viata mea:"&gt; Te iubesc, puiu meu&gt;:D&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-5726700700444022079?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/5726700700444022079/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=5726700700444022079' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5726700700444022079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5726700700444022079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/07/targu-mures-pepene-dragoste.html' title='&quot;targu mures&quot;, pepene, dragoste'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SnHY9W74o1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/oxduwJsne9Q/s72-c/Watermelon_Kisses_by_MASHA_POO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-871645482427513290</id><published>2009-07-23T10:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:14:34.450+03:00</updated><title type='text'>back, aproape...:D</title><content type='html'>...scriu de undeva departe...de la un internet caffe din alta parte a Romaniei...in spatele meu un tip care zice"ma dispera prieten ta,te cauta pe mess, dar nu i-am raspuns"...curios vorbea de mine si nu stia:)))...hei sunt in aceiasi camera cu tine...un pic de bun simt:d....eh nah asta eh:D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azi nu vreau sa spun nimic altceva...va spun luni;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-871645482427513290?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/871645482427513290/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=871645482427513290' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/871645482427513290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/871645482427513290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-aproaped.html' title='back, aproape...:D'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-7757668033117190252</id><published>2009-07-03T10:20:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:51:41.753+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrisoare de la el pentru ea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sk23KfXxfpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Yf8PCZU3i8A/s1600-h/Holding_Hands_by_knightrazor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sk23KfXxfpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Yf8PCZU3i8A/s400/Holding_Hands_by_knightrazor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354136922861174418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nu stiu ce sa scriu. Stiu ca te astepti la asta...nu-s genul ala, care se pricepe la cuvinte, la a exprima ce simte pe moment...sunt clipe in care nu stiu cum sa-ti arat ca te iubesc. nu stiu ce sa spun, nu-mi gasesc cuvintele. si-mi pare rau pt ca nu ma intelegi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aseara...avem nevoie de tine...aveam ...nevoie sa vorbesc cu tine...cat timp ai stat in oras, am fost asa de trist...ai venit, mi-ai zis 2 cuvinte si inima mi-a tresarit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;te vreau asa de mult langa mine...sa-ti pot arata cat de mult te iubesc. pentru ca ...cuvintele...nu pot exprima ce simti cu adevarat...niciodata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am gresit...m-am grabit....nu am nevoie de poze pentru a te crede...si-mi pare rau ca nu avut incredere in tine...dar cateodata...ma mai loveste ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunt mult prea obosit sa-ti spun mai multe....pentru ca asa de urat am plans azi noapte...m-am inchis in bar si am plans....au plecat 3 clienti fara sa plateasca, dar nu asta conteaza...conteaza ca....tu...nu mai vrei sa vorbesti cu mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si sincer, te inteleg. nu te-am facut decat sa plangi.....nu am facut decat sa te ranesc...poate ca si tu m-ai facut sa plang, dar as fi plans o viata intreaga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; font-style: italic;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1246607209_0"&gt;langa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tine, stiind ca esti a mea, stiind ca acel zambet...va fi langa mine in fiecare dimineata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dar se pare ca nu te merit...poate spun asta ca-s prea obosit acum ca sa lupt....o sa dorm..si o sa revin, o sa lupt....pt ca nu voi pierde fara lupta ceea ce iubesc mai mult in lumea asta...in sfarsit, am gasit ce cautam, esti....perfecta...esti atat de frumoasa, de funny, de enervanta, dar....te iubesc asa cum esti. te iubesc pt ca esti asa. te iubesc. si atat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunt epuizat...imi pare rau, stiu ca te asteptai la mai mult de la mine, dar momentan...e tot ce pot spune...sper doar ca somnul sa-si faca efectul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ti-am spus sa nu te indragostesti de mine,  ti-am spus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://mail.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/17.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;te iubesc, vei fi intotdeuna MITITICA MEA ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-7757668033117190252?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/7757668033117190252/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=7757668033117190252' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/7757668033117190252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/7757668033117190252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/07/scrisoare-de-la-el-pentru-ea.html' title='Scrisoare de la el pentru ea'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sk23KfXxfpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Yf8PCZU3i8A/s72-c/Holding_Hands_by_knightrazor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-5741782518699611160</id><published>2009-06-30T15:02:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:52:54.652+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Primele impresii dupa o zi de vacanta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SkoDmQfaHUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VjZGh3J74CQ/s1600-h/IMG+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SkoDmQfaHUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VjZGh3J74CQ/s400/IMG+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353095062879870274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trecut o zi din vacanta...luni mi-am aflat rezultatul la ultimul examen...oficial am scapat de ele...cel putin pana la toamna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am motive sa fiu fericita, suparata si frustrata...am sa incerc sa le scriu aici, sper doar sa nu va plictisesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eu nu stiu ce fac vacanta asta, adica domnule e prima vacanta de vara din viata mea de sudenta..si eu ce stiu ca fac vacanta asta?? am asa idei, gen ma duc pana in sudul tarii, si apoi imi termin scoala de soferi...naiba ca de cand tot is pe ea...adica din decembrie...si de atunci am lasat-o balta, acum e momentul sa o termin:D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau la mare...adica tanjesc dupa mare, simt ca vara fara mare e o vara pierduta, sincer..munte am cand vreau eu...ca doar bunicii sunt in varf de munte...dar vreau mareeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa plec din tara asta de toata k@k@...sa fiu printre prieteni si sa petrec...ma gandesc tot mai insistent la chesti cu Corfu, sa ma duc sa nu ma duc, urasc Grecia, dar ador oamenii ce merg in excursie acolo...suna a compromis nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunt decisa sa nu fac din aceasta vara, o vara pierduta!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;People cine are idei, va rog:D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat despre prima zi de vacanta...a trecut cu un sentiment de melancolie, de tristete, de dor de lume, de planuri fixe(da ai auzit bine eu aia care zic ca nu as putea sa traiesc dupa un plac bine stabilit, acum imi doresc unul). Vreau sa starngem lume sa mergem otit undeva, sa fie chef si distractie, ca dah suntem tineri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ecdae99163b2a462" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Decdae99163b2a462%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329932538%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D835B0E7771AE077CA993955B6EFB6E77C59418AB.6D368890F3671192130A1340364757ACC876D85E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Decdae99163b2a462%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbABjhMx98LSda2EttiM5JC6PcPI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Decdae99163b2a462%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329932538%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D835B0E7771AE077CA993955B6EFB6E77C59418AB.6D368890F3671192130A1340364757ACC876D85E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Decdae99163b2a462%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbABjhMx98LSda2EttiM5JC6PcPI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-8f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3458764513843037071&amp;amp;site=widget-8f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513843037071&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-8f.slide.com/p1/3458764513843037071/bb_t053_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513843037071&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-8f.slide.com/p2/3458764513843037071/bb_t053_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3458764513843037071&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-8f.slide.com/p4/3458764513843037071/bb_t053_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-5741782518699611160?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ecdae99163b2a462&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/5741782518699611160/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=5741782518699611160' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5741782518699611160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5741782518699611160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/06/primele-impresii-dupa-o-zi-de-vacanta.html' title='Primele impresii dupa o zi de vacanta'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SkoDmQfaHUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VjZGh3J74CQ/s72-c/IMG+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-808949406884306361</id><published>2009-06-27T19:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:39:46.358+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Injur politicos de toti sfintii</title><content type='html'>am nervi si vreau sa injur politicios( ca is fata) de toti sfintii...nu mai am nervi pentru copilarii:|...de genul ala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-808949406884306361?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/808949406884306361/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=808949406884306361' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/808949406884306361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/808949406884306361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/06/injur-politicos-de-toti-sfintii.html' title='Injur politicos de toti sfintii'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-665406920898189061</id><published>2009-06-17T19:33:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:53:43.802+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu pana unde ai merge pentru cel pe care il iubesti?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prima poveste:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era odata o fata oarba... si s-a izolat de toti si toate... nu vroia sa stea cu ea decat prietenul ei. "Tot ce-mi doresc mai mult e sa pot vedea lumea din jurul meu" spunea ea...&lt;br /&gt;"Vrei sa te casatoresti cu mine?" i-a propus intr-o zi baiatul...&lt;br /&gt;"Nu ma voi casatori daca nu pot vedea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...La ceva timp, pentru fata a aparut o pereche de ochi donati... a putut vedea si in momentul cand s-a uitat la prietenul ei a vazut ca si el este orb...&lt;br /&gt;"Nu ma pot casatori cu un orb"... a spus fata si s-a intors sa plece... Inainte sa dispara sunetul pasilor ei, baiatul i-a soptit  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"sa ai grija de ochii mei te rog"&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A doua poveste:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhlhsB0VkkA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zhlhsB0VkkA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pentru versiunea in limba engleza apasa &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oaSmikcBod0"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dar TU...ce ai face pentru persoana iubita? Pana unde ai merge pentru ea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-665406920898189061?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/665406920898189061/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=665406920898189061' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/665406920898189061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/665406920898189061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/06/tu-pana-unde-ai-merge-pentru-cel-care.html' title='Tu pana unde ai merge pentru cel pe care il iubesti?'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-1293045736238308106</id><published>2009-06-12T00:09:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:29:13.941+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tot ce am este iubrea ta. Am totul!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SjOSPaCsJSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/t5qkyqqhfj8/s1600-h/DSC0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 368px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SjOSPaCsJSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/t5qkyqqhfj8/s400/DSC0093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346777976005207330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Stiu ca dormi, si ca esti obosit, ca poate ma visezi, ca strangi paturica in brate(pe caldura asta!), ca am sa te trezesc mai incolo si primele cuvinte (mormaite mai mult) o sa fie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buna iubita&lt;/span&gt;. Stiu ca o sa te intinzi incercand sa te trezesti, si ca o sa imi mormai ceva ce doar tu intelegi, iar eu o sa chicotesc;))...mormaitul tau ma face sa ma indragostesc de tine, iar si iar...dar oare ce nu iubesc eu la tine?! Cred ca pana si certurile noastre(care mai lasa cate un gust amar) sunt necesare...vorbesc serios...imi plac impacarile:))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai aparut in viata mea exact cand aveam nevoie, de atunci sunt fericita, am senzatia ca pot sa fac tot ce imi doresc, doar pentru ca te am aproape. Cine credea ca poti sa iubesti atat de mult, ca cineva poate sa iti zguduie lumea atat de tare cum o faci tu, la fiecare pupic, la fiecare &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ha!&lt;/span&gt;...la fiecare zambet, lacrima, la fiecare vorba a ta...&lt;br /&gt;Ma pun sa dorm stiind ca ma privesti, stiind ca dimineata eu sunt prima persoana pe care o auzi, port galben stiind ca iti place, ma face sa fiu aproape de tine oriunde as merge(chiar daca esti mereu prezent in inima mea), cred ca am ajuns ca fiecare gest pe care il fac sa ma duca cu gandul la tine, sa zambesc stiind ca poate printre multimea de lucruri care le ai pe cap, poate te gandesti la mine:"&gt;. Cred ca ma trezesc dimineata doar ca sa ma uit la telefon, sa vad daca am mesaj de la tine, cred ca de aia ma trezesc devreme...parca ziua e de atatea ori mai frumoasa, si persoanele din jurul meu par mai blande, datorita tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Cum poti sa imi aduci zambetul pe buze, cand sunt bosumflata? Cum poti sa ma surprinzi mereu cu ceva care ma face sa ma atasez si mai mult de tine. Si ha&gt;:P...cata bataie de cap am cu tine...cand te intreb "puiu ai mancat azi?"si tu imi spui"pai...stii...iubita..." ei, ei, ce ma fac eu cu tine?a?a?...aaa..si cand imi spui ca "iubita mi-e foame, dar mi-e asa de lene":))...uof uof :P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc cum nu am iubit pana acum, cum nu credeam ca am sa iubesc, iubesc fiecare oftat al tau, fiecare ras, fiecare zambet, fiecare gand, fiecare mormait( si da esti atat de frumos dimineata), fiecare gest, fiecare dorinta, speranta, si cuvant.&lt;br /&gt;                              Ti-am spus ca &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te iubesc???&lt;br /&gt; Te iubesc!!! Enorm de gigant , de mega super extra mult ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;        Vreau sa vina ploaia peste noi, sa imi spui "Te iubesc, mititica mea dulce", iar eu sa ma uit in ochii tai si sa iti spun " Te iubesc si eu, ingerasul meu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S2&lt;/span&gt;     Esti tot ce am cautat, sperat si visat. Esti tot si un pic mai mult!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-1293045736238308106?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/1293045736238308106/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=1293045736238308106' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/1293045736238308106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/1293045736238308106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/06/tot-ce-am-este-iubrea-ta-am-totul.html' title='Tot ce am este iubrea ta. Am totul!!!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SjOSPaCsJSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/t5qkyqqhfj8/s72-c/DSC0093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-7540149140964220335</id><published>2009-06-05T21:41:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:39:34.211+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soulmates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>the eternal sunshine of a lost soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SilpqwCeUPI/AAAAAAAAARE/ksoWznK_IP8/s1600-h/alone_by_je_suisUnique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SilpqwCeUPI/AAAAAAAAARE/ksoWznK_IP8/s400/alone_by_je_suisUnique.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343918616022503666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Cand sufletul incepe sa devina gol, cand cuvintele nu iti vin, cand simti cum lacrimile se lasa peste obrazul tau..invata sa iubesti din nou...nu uita speranta intr-un colt pustiu al inimii tale.  Si cand nici pe ea nu o gasesti si simti ca sufletul e pustiu de orice sentiment..lasa sa treaca un timp...sau lupta pentru sentimentele tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Vreau sa imi scrii undeva ce e in sufletul tau...vreau sa stiu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-7540149140964220335?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/7540149140964220335/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=7540149140964220335' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/7540149140964220335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/7540149140964220335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/06/eternal-sunshine-of-lost-soul.html' title='the eternal sunshine of a lost soul'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SilpqwCeUPI/AAAAAAAAARE/ksoWznK_IP8/s72-c/alone_by_je_suisUnique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-4583655916899177887</id><published>2009-05-26T21:52:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:38:15.921+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Catre orasul iubire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/ShxDKD_6BeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GQx3hcxkRc0/s1600-h/SCAN0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/ShxDKD_6BeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GQx3hcxkRc0/s400/SCAN0653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340217098305668578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amalgamul de sentimente, confuze adesea, dar mereu vibrante, puternice, rasunatoare, spintecatoare pot dobora sau pot intarii un om.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi am fost fericita, cum nu am fost de ceva timp...prea mult timp mi-a fost rapit zambetul sincer de pe fata, azi sunt energica, iubitoare si zambitoare, sa nu uit si indragostita...viata e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;roz &lt;/span&gt;si ma jur ca nu as schimba decat putine lucruri, lucruri care acum nu mi se mai par importante, lucruri care alta data ma impiedicau, acum ma ajuta sa vreau mai mult, sa doresc atatea.&lt;br /&gt;Azi gandul mi-a zburat pana la tine, am zambit de cate ori am ajuns la destinatie, as vrea sa pot sa exprim ce simt, e nebunie, e extaz, e dorinta, e iubire, e pura energie, e bucurie, e sinceritate, e ceva divin care nu vreau sa il pierd niciodata. Multumesc pentru zambete si pentru toate povestile de azi-noapte din care sincer nu am inteles nimic...incoerenta asta...oricum a fost un moment in care ai aratat cat poate sa iti turuie gura..omg:))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sufletul poate indura multe, si poate dupa multe lovituri sa se ridice si sa porneasca de la capat, farama de suflet ce mi-a ramas e fericita...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oare visez cu ochii deschisi, oare totul se petrece in mintea mea??? De ce tremur la fiecare vorba a ta, la fiecare gest...in ochii mei se poate vedea fericirea...sunt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fericita&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inima mea te iubeste, priveste.....:"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-4583655916899177887?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/4583655916899177887/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=4583655916899177887' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4583655916899177887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4583655916899177887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/05/catre-orasul-iubire.html' title='Catre orasul iubire'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/ShxDKD_6BeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GQx3hcxkRc0/s72-c/SCAN0653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-4055428087141853089</id><published>2009-05-09T15:31:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:03:25.265+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love to the people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>In cautare de fericire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SgV6uMp5x7I/AAAAAAAAALU/TyJYpkN4PeY/s1600-h/SCAN0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SgV6uMp5x7I/AAAAAAAAALU/TyJYpkN4PeY/s320/SCAN0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333804267779770290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cautam fericirea in oameni, in carti, in zambetele copiiilor, in povestile batranilor, cautam fericire peste tot si pe nicaieri...cautam sa fim iubiti si sa iubim. De multe ori iubim, dar nu suntem iubiti inapoi...&lt;br /&gt;cautam fericire afara, in cluburi, in bautura, in tigari, in droguri, cautam fericire pe net, cautam fericire in filme, cautam fericire in noi...cautam fericire in fiecare de langa noi...cautam....putini gasim pe termen lung....majoritatea primeste doar farmituri...cat sa nu ii uite gustul si sentimentul...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dar&lt;/span&gt; azi..si ieri...si acum 5 zile...sunt si eram fericita...si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sper&lt;/span&gt; ca voi ramane fericita....sunt fericita pentru ca zambesti, pentru ca razi...pentru ca mormai dimineata, fericita sunt cand esti nervos, ma faci fericita cand faci gesturi atat de frumoase...sunt fericita cand tu esti fericit...sunt asa cand &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;imi spui sa tac&lt;/span&gt;...sau cand imi spui &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;....stiu ce inseamna fiecare..sau impreuna...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-4055428087141853089?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/4055428087141853089/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=4055428087141853089' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4055428087141853089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4055428087141853089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/05/laughter-is-shortest-distance-between.html' title='In cautare de fericire'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SgV6uMp5x7I/AAAAAAAAALU/TyJYpkN4PeY/s72-c/SCAN0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-4813867010183791875</id><published>2009-05-09T11:25:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:47:43.344+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cu tine...</title><content type='html'>Cu tine...stii bine...vreau TOT  :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="41" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;amp;hash=3e3dde3eab77c6&amp;amp;userid=michael_red&amp;amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;amp;hash=3e3dde3eab77c6&amp;amp;userid=michael_red&amp;amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" height="41" width="440"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-4813867010183791875?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/4813867010183791875/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=4813867010183791875' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4813867010183791875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4813867010183791875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/05/cu-tine.html' title='Cu tine...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-9016647930385121074</id><published>2009-05-09T11:09:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:15:41.947+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>Desen special</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SgU7SDqu52I/AAAAAAAAALE/6k7qpcHYkGA/s1600-h/SCAN0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SgU7SDqu52I/AAAAAAAAALE/6k7qpcHYkGA/s320/SCAN0464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333734515098445666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Desenat intr-o zi...desenat pentru zambetul cuiva...desenat din inima..cu multa dragoste...desenat dupa o perioada de pauza....desenat de manuta mea si obositor pentru ochisori:D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai elaborat desen in culoare, made by me:D...it's not good..but it's there:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-9016647930385121074?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/9016647930385121074/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=9016647930385121074' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/9016647930385121074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/9016647930385121074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/05/desen-special.html' title='Desen special'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SgU7SDqu52I/AAAAAAAAALE/6k7qpcHYkGA/s72-c/SCAN0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-9060930064515316902</id><published>2009-04-28T18:34:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:03:19.438+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing on clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sfcogc8X4wI/AAAAAAAAAKM/maFUJnEkROA/s1600-h/keep_you_close___by_sunkist_cutie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sfcogc8X4wI/AAAAAAAAAKM/maFUJnEkROA/s200/keep_you_close___by_sunkist_cutie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329773222006612738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's what love does to you&lt;br /&gt;This is for you my love...just because I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="41" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;amp;hash=53067b6713308d&amp;amp;userid=me_chriss&amp;amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/source/go2player.php?type=audio&amp;amp;hash=53067b6713308d&amp;amp;userid=me_chriss&amp;amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" height="41" width="440"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-9060930064515316902?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/9060930064515316902/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=9060930064515316902' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/9060930064515316902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/9060930064515316902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/04/dancing-on-clouds.html' title='Dancing on clouds'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sfcogc8X4wI/AAAAAAAAAKM/maFUJnEkROA/s72-c/keep_you_close___by_sunkist_cutie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-4175734268989403329</id><published>2009-03-01T21:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:48:27.613+02:00</updated><title type='text'>momentul pt o noua postare</title><content type='html'>E simpla si complicata...asa e viata..cand crezi ca ai ajuns unde trebuie..poc primesti o instiintare...haha domnisoara mai ai pana unde vrei tu sa ajungi...:|...facem din aceasta postare o poveste generala despre ce inseamna cand aparentele, vorbele insala...iar sperantele...se destrama..nu ma refer la ceva anume, ma refer la orice in general...orice te poate dezamagii, sau te poate face sa revi cu picioarele pe pamant. Pocesul se numeste VIATA...cel mai greu examen...si mereu stie cum sa te anunte..k defapt nu ai facut mare lucru...postarea asta e pt Anca...semanam atat de mult=)))..cateodata sperie chestia asta. Draga mea amica cu care vb de rup telefonu:))) dar cu care ma vad odata pe an=)))...intelegi cel mai bine niste chestii mai mult decat esentiale...si ieri ai facut ceva tampit..mi-ai dat idei total gresite...cum de sunt gresite...evenimentele de azi..au dovedit asta...rezolvarea e simpla..si nu o vreau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-4175734268989403329?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/4175734268989403329/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=4175734268989403329' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4175734268989403329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4175734268989403329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/03/momentul-pt-o-noua-postare.html' title='momentul pt o noua postare'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-4767919792947607499</id><published>2009-02-17T16:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:01:44.283+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa in blogosfera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Din prea mult timp liber oamenii s-au mai gandit la ceva...leapsa in blogosfera. Eu am primit de la Gion;)...sa vedem ce scriu eu:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNT: fara de imaginatie cand vine vorba de o postare noua&lt;br /&gt;AS VREA: sa scriu ceva senzational ...&lt;br /&gt;PASTREZ: toate insemnarile,,chiar si de pe o bucata de hartie&lt;br /&gt;MI-AS FI DORIT: sa stiu la ce folos le pastrez, si ce inseamna juma de din ele:))&lt;br /&gt;NU IMI PLACE: ca nu imi vad persoanele dragi atat de des pe cat as vrea&lt;br /&gt;AUD: The Script- I'm yours...sublima melodia...dar nu ma prinde in momentul de fata&lt;br /&gt;IMI PARE RAU: de multe, dar totusi nu regret nimic...sunt ceea ce sunt datorita actiunilor mele&lt;br /&gt;IMI PLAC: momentele in care nu vorbesti, dar spui o multime de lucruri&lt;br /&gt;NU SUNT: suficient de capabila sa duc multe lucruri la capat&lt;br /&gt;DANSEZ: nu prea..mai mult ma prostesc..si topai...aa si doar cand sunt in compania prietenilor...nu vreau sa ma fac chiar de rusine:)))&lt;br /&gt;NICIODATA: nu o sa las ceva sa imi stearga zambetul de pe fata..&lt;br /&gt;RAR: plang...dar sunt multumita..nu imi doresc mai mult;))&lt;br /&gt;PLANG: cand simt k pierd pe cel drag, plang cand imi aduc aminte de Gina, plang doar cand o iau razna...&lt;br /&gt;NU SUNT INTOTDEAUNA: asa cum crezi, dar ma tratez...daca mi-ai zice si care ai vrea sa fie rezultatul final...ar fi perfect&lt;br /&gt;NU IMI PLACE DE MINE: pentru ca mereu cred ce ziki..chiar daca stiu k minti..te iert...sunt o naiva&lt;br /&gt;SUNT CONFUZ: cand vine vorba de decizii...nu sunt capabila sa aleg intre mai multe optiuni&lt;br /&gt;AM NEVOIE: de voi toti..langa mine&lt;br /&gt;AR TREBUI: sa zik ceva..cand doresc un anumit lucru..cine stie...ce nu ma doboara ..ma face mai puternica;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dau mai departe leapsa Florinei;)...multa bafta gagica;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="item-action"&gt; &lt;a href="email-post.g?blogID=4519435533087844230&amp;amp;postID=6262581521889390401" title="Trimiteţi postarea prin e-mail"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="email-post.g?blogID=4519435533087844230&amp;amp;postID=6262581521889390401" title="Trimiteţi postarea prin e-mail"&gt;&lt;span class="email-post-icon"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="item-action"&gt; &lt;a href="email-post.g?blogID=4519435533087844230&amp;amp;postID=6262581521889390401" title="Trimiteţi postarea prin e-mail"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="email-post.g?blogID=4519435533087844230&amp;amp;postID=6262581521889390401" title="Trimiteţi postarea prin e-mail"&gt;&lt;span class="email-post-icon"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-4767919792947607499?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/4767919792947607499/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=4767919792947607499' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4767919792947607499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4767919792947607499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/02/leapsa-in-blogosfera.html' title='Leapsa in blogosfera'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-6624613303835422742</id><published>2009-02-17T11:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:23:51.159+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Morph by MyHeritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/videos/P/28/z0ta96_07276986e7a994p2nw9m96" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="340" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"&gt;Celebrity Morph&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/family-search"&gt;Family search&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/free-family-tree"&gt;Free family tree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNDg2MTY3Mjg5MSZwdD*xMjM*ODYxNjk5MDI3JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9bW9ycGgmbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MiZ*PSZvPTYzMGRjYWE1NDkzMTQ3N2ZhN2ExYmRhOGJhYjFmM2Vm.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se pare ca am ceva din trasaturile fetei lui Norkys Batista..:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-6624613303835422742?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/6624613303835422742/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=6624613303835422742' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6624613303835422742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6624613303835422742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/02/celebrity-morph-by-myheritage.html' title='Celebrity Morph by MyHeritage'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-2206313530834017193</id><published>2009-02-12T23:08:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:13:10.143+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ideea e urmatoarea:schimba ce e de mult timp si te nemultumeste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SZSQmMQo3tI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LD28CAv7SD0/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090212_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SZSQmMQo3tI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LD28CAv7SD0/s200/Snapshot_20090212_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302021647122357970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..aveam o senzatie ca nu am facut nimik sa ma schimb in ultimii ani...si am zis..sa incep cu ceva...o frizura noua poate;))..zis si facut..m-am tuns..vroiam mai drastic decat atat...dar pentru inceput eu sunt multumita...doamne de la un par lung ce trecea de buric...akuma e la umeri:D...light;))...nu regret nimik..poate doar k suvitele mele rosii nu sunt atat de vizibile..dar asta se rezolva saptamana viitoare...akuma e prea repede..lasam sa se mai acomodeze si capu cu noile mele idei de viata;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-2206313530834017193?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/2206313530834017193/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=2206313530834017193' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2206313530834017193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2206313530834017193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/02/ideea-e-urmatoareaschimba-ce-e-de-mult.html' title='ideea e urmatoarea:schimba ce e de mult timp si te nemultumeste'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SZSQmMQo3tI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LD28CAv7SD0/s72-c/Snapshot_20090212_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-2577594160198710666</id><published>2009-02-11T15:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:52:31.091+02:00</updated><title type='text'>o foaie de pergament</title><content type='html'>Am deschis un blog nou...la acesta nu am sa renunt..deoarece e cel mai important..aiki sunt eu..blogul acesta &lt;a href="http://howaboutsometea.blogspot.com/"&gt;cup of tea&lt;/a&gt; vine din dorinta mea veche de a scrie o carte cu povesti de viata, cu fantezii, intamplari reale..sau nascorciri ale neuronilor mei. E timpul pentru o ceasca de ceai...la o poveste cu prietenii;)...sper sa va placa:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-2577594160198710666?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/2577594160198710666/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=2577594160198710666' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2577594160198710666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2577594160198710666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-foaie-de-pergament.html' title='o foaie de pergament'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-6529965927229197522</id><published>2009-02-04T01:30:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:15:42.398+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Provocare..</title><content type='html'>Provocare, sau despre ce imi este frica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aceasta postare vine ca urmare a unui jok pe net...dintre mine si andu;))..adevar sau provocare?;))). Andu mi-ai dat o tema grea si sensibila sufletului meu..sa scriu despre ce imi este mie frica...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pot sa spun ca sunt o multime de sentimente akum in mine...akum imi doresc acel gram de inconstienta care il am cand sunt cu unii...acel gram de nepasare, de egoism..pt k atunci stiu k ar iesi o postare frumoasa...dar nu pot akuma sunt intr-o pasa sensibila...sunt constienta...poate prea constienta de ceea ce fac si am facut, sunt prea implicata si prea pregatita sa ajut..chiar daca facand acest lucru..nu ma ajut cu nimik...poate chiar ma incurc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toti avem o frica de ceva..unii din noi reusim sa le depasim si sa mergem mai departe..altii nu...alti spera sa le pike sansa din cer gata ambalata ...iar eu am cele mai banale, importante, si mai de baza temeri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e frica :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; de faptul ca nu am invatat nimik din trecut..daca as fi facut acest lucru, poate situatiile din viata mea erau diferite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;de raspunsuri negative..dar in unele situatii sunt extremista si totusi primesc raspunsuri de mijloc, iar eu ma satisfac cu ele&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa nu ratez ceva important in toata ignoranta care ma inconjoara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa nu ajung egoista, si nepasatoare&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa PIERD..am oroare de treaba asta...de aceea nu risc cam nikiodata&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ca atunci cand eu voi spune da, se va trezi cineva sa spuna nu..si asta sa imi rupa sufletul&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ii pierd pe cei dragi mie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;de faptul de roata...ea se invarte...si nu stiu cui ce i-am gresit...si sa platesc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;de cele mai mici lucruri, de cele mai insemnate vorbe...actiuni&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sunt o fricoasa...si nu stiu daca pot sa afirm ca ma tratez...cred ca o fac prin mult ras si buna dispozitie...prin acea gurita care mereu afiseaza un zambet(vorba cuiva)...am auzit k face bine la inima...deci ca suport multe vesti urate..desi nu le vreau si nu le doresc la nimeni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tie de ce ti-e frica?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-6529965927229197522?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/6529965927229197522/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=6529965927229197522' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6529965927229197522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6529965927229197522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/02/provocare.html' title='Provocare..'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-3801168754978385961</id><published>2009-02-03T14:45:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:14:49.617+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment redactional de ziua ta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SYhAudnfltI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NhUALDIE6Xo/s1600-h/IMG_00+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SYhAudnfltI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NhUALDIE6Xo/s400/IMG_00+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298556128569824978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desi avem poze vechi, aceasta imi aduce aminte de lucruri frumoase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SYhCIYSGJdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7_zI0A91u3U/s1600-h/DSC08820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SYhCIYSGJdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7_zI0A91u3U/s400/DSC08820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298557673326126546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ultimele momente din prietenia noastra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Azi, 3 februarie 2009...se implinesc 20 de ani de la aparitia pe lume a unei fiinte extrem de importante. Din cei 20 de ani, 12-13 ani au fost petrecuti in compania ei. Ceea ce este atat de important cu ziua aceasta, nu e faptul ca eu nu sunt akolo langa aceasta persoana sa ii spun cat de mult o apreciez, cat de mult o iubesc, o admir, ci faptul ca tot ce a adus spre aceasta absenta a mea se datoreaza mie...prostiei mele. Daca as spune ca nu regert, ca nu mi se rupe sufletul ar fi o minciuna prea mare din partea mea...dar sunt atat de rusinata de ceea ce am facut incat nu mai am curajul sa dau ochii cu ea. Vezi tu, stiu ca nu ma va ierta..si chiar daca acest lucru se va intampla...ce a fost nu va ma fii la fel. Asa se pierd prietenii dragi, din prostie, din ignoranta,din...ceva...tampit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stau totusi aiki..in aceasta zi si ma gandesc la ea, rememorez momentele petrecute in cursul acesor 12 ani..vezi tu dragul meu cititor, noi doua nu ne-am certat nikiodata in 12 ani...altii nu rezista sa se certe odata pe sapt..iar noi..noi nikiodata nu ne-am certat in 12 ani...dar totul are un inceput, asa cum s-a dovedit, si a fost nevoie doar de o cearta sa se darame tot..poate pt k constructia nu era destul de puternica, sau pt k ceea ce a daramat-o a fost prea puternic pt intreaga structura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sunt aiki...voi fii mereu....disponibila sa imi dau inima daca ea o sa aiba nevoie de ea, nu cer nimik in schimb pt ea. Nu astept nimik....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sper draga mea sa ai parte numai de zambete ce sa iti intinereasca sufletul odata cu trecerea timpului, sa ramai la fel de frumoasa, desteapta si iubitoare. Sa iti aduci aminte cu drag de toti din viata ta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti doresc din toata inima..din tot sufletul meu multa fericire si sanatate. Un calduros LA MULTI ANI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-3801168754978385961?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/3801168754978385961/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=3801168754978385961' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3801168754978385961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3801168754978385961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/02/moment-redactional-de-ziua-ta.html' title='Moment redactional de ziua ta'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SYhAudnfltI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NhUALDIE6Xo/s72-c/IMG_00+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-4257822338596543792</id><published>2009-01-30T15:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:11:51.129+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Am chef...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SYMKYxI3e0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/jbE8AWi_2jc/s1600-h/winner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SYMKYxI3e0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/jbE8AWi_2jc/s400/winner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297089007341501250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chef nebun de a a face, a scrie, a vorbi, de a interactiona...in una din cele mai neprielnice zile ale mele..ma apuca chefu...de blogarit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aseara, pardon azi dimineata..cu noaptea'n cap sa fiu mai exacta, am avut o semi revelatie pe mess:)))..dumnezeule femeile sunt niste fiinte...sa nu zik proaste...sa zikem k suntem naive;)))...baieti mersi pt toate sfaturile..au fost inovatoare..si ce sa spun am ras copios;)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca cea mai buna intrebare din ultimele zile adresata mie, a fost la lui Sergiu care ma intreba"tu pana la urma ce vrei defapt?"...am realizat k nu stiu:)) e ciudat as vrea o schimbare dar nu stiu de unde sa incep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pana una alta...sunt cea mai mare fraiera:))) mama naibii de treaba tocmai la management?...dar nu imi pare rau k am pikat...stiu ca am sa invat cu drag si ca am sa iau 10...asta pt k mi-a revenit acel sentiment de sete de informatii noi...mi-e sete si slava cerului am de unde sa aleg;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi vajaie capul, dar chestia asta deja nu mai conteaza..m-am facut deja planul...e foarte simplu, nu accept nu pot si nu vreau, stiu doar k k vreau raspunsuri pozitive si vreau sa castig...gion ms pt spiritul tau competitiv...incep sa ma molipsesc...dar am reusit ceva mai mult de atat...sa nu imi fie frica de esec, stiu cum se manifesta el..si stiu cum sa il previn, sau sa trec peste. Gramul meu de nebunie tocmai a ajuns la niste cote inalte...imi place...simt cum traiesc:)))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti multumesc ca ai citit aceasta postare...multumesc k ai risipit 1 min din viata ta pt mine...arata ca iti pasa...chiar daca nu ai inteles mare lucru, pt mine inseamna mult...in primul rand o metoda de descarcare;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-4257822338596543792?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/4257822338596543792/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=4257822338596543792' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4257822338596543792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4257822338596543792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-chef.html' title='Am chef...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SYMKYxI3e0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/jbE8AWi_2jc/s72-c/winner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-7393386986971399991</id><published>2009-01-25T14:03:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:12:04.356+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SXxlEe0-zlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XQcrnCuWrzg/s1600-h/Phobias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SXxlEe0-zlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XQcrnCuWrzg/s400/Phobias.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295218389550026322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oamenii au cele mai ciudate fobii:))...&lt;a href="http://www.medikal.ro/articole_medicale/boli_frecvente/fobiile.html"&gt;aiki&lt;/a&gt; se vor gasi unele cel putin bizare;)))...ENJOY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-7393386986971399991?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/7393386986971399991/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=7393386986971399991' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/7393386986971399991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/7393386986971399991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SXxlEe0-zlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XQcrnCuWrzg/s72-c/Phobias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-9209359022749953127</id><published>2009-01-17T15:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:50:10.797+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..Morse;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="180" height="210"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.morse.ro/flash/badge.swf?mytext=si mie mi-e dor de tine... ..   -- .. .   -- .. -....- .   -.. --- .-.   -.. .   - .. -. . &amp;cunu=D4F6FE&amp;cdoi=9BD6F7&amp;ctrei=9BD6F7" &gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.morse.ro/flash/badge.swf?mytext=si mie mi-e dor de tine... ..   -- .. .   -- .. -....- .   -.. --- .-.   -.. .   - .. -. . &amp;cunu=D4F6FE&amp;cdoi=9BD6F7&amp;ctrei=9BD6F7"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="180" height="210"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.morse.ro/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-9209359022749953127?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/9209359022749953127/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=9209359022749953127' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/9209359022749953127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/9209359022749953127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/01/morse.html' title='..Morse;)'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-4265040921726021644</id><published>2009-01-17T14:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:25:50.400+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De la ziua lui Gion, cu intarziere</title><content type='html'>...ieri ne-am adus aminte de inregistraile de la ziua lui Gion...locatia zorki...data 27 dec 2008..SA NE TRAIESTI ZEBZECULE;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="41"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed/flash.php?type=audio&amp;hash=524f22f4c24aa4&amp;userid=zileapropiate&amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed/flash.php?type=audio&amp;hash=524f22f4c24aa4&amp;userid=zileapropiate&amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="41"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-4265040921726021644?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/4265040921726021644/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=4265040921726021644' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4265040921726021644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/4265040921726021644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/01/de-la-ziua-lui-gion-cu-intarziere.html' title='De la ziua lui Gion, cu intarziere'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-6837147123135820945</id><published>2009-01-16T15:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:10:37.888+02:00</updated><title type='text'>studentie, studentie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SXCVOjFCupI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xK1YFcAnRVU/s1600-h/student-exasperat-shutterstock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SXCVOjFCupI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xK1YFcAnRVU/s400/student-exasperat-shutterstock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291893639327431314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studentie, studentie...sau in cazul meu cum sa dai cu dreptul in gestiunea afacerilor:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi in sfanta zi de vineri:))...am observat k traficul pe net e mult redus, fata de sapt trecuta spre exemplu..si asta din cauza sesiunilor...mah fratilor...au intrat zilele in sac, si toti studentii pun mana pe carte sa invete...unii din ei o fac pentru prima data in acest an:P....dar sa nu uitam k porcul nu se ingrasa in ajun...ooopppss..la romani acest concept este inca nestiut..si cum suntem romani, mereu lasam pe ultima suta de metri...ceea ce ar putea sau nu...(depinde de anumutiti factori) sa fie definitor pentru destinul nostru. Cum romanul e inventiv..juma din studenti cauta metode de copiat, alt sfert se gandesc ca mai e un pik si incep examenele..asa k party, iar restu...sau invata...sau vorba aia inca nu au aflat k la facultate se dau examene:)))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce sa ne mintim singuri...adika..pardon de ce sa ma mint singura...ma tot uit in lista mea de mess...wow 60 de persoane available:))..ma rog nu ma uit cine e invisible...dar totusi incredibil de putini...majoritatea o constituie logik..baietii...miserupistii:)))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faptul ca eu sunt pe mess..ma face sa ma simt prost..pai domnle eu cu 2 facultati imi arde de pliktiseala:)))...adika azi m-am uitat la 2 filme..si mi-am scos muzika...ce vremuri frate...de 2 zile imi caut ipodul...blestematul ala de ipod...nu il gasesc...tot de 2 zile ma gandesc..k poate e in geanta de la laptop..dar tot de atatea zile..nu m-am dus sa verific...bleah ce lenesa sunt...ma dezgust singura...lipsa mea de activitate..atat fizika cat si intelectuala o pun pe baza sesiunii...domnule sunt constienta k mai am un pik si incepe greul...k am de tocit...sistemul romanesc inca iti impune asta...si cine nu ma crede...as vrea sa il citez pe misoginul de prof de finante"aveti de memorat doar 3 capitole, bineinteles pentru o nota mai mare, se mai adauga capitole"...bleah ma dezgusta omul asta..imi pare rau gion..dar in ochii mei..degeaba e el destept de pusca...daca el jigneste maj oamenilor din sala...adika fetele...cine stie pe ce scorpie a dat el la viata lui...dar un lucru e sigur, omu are ceva cu sexul feminin...sau poate k cine stie..l-a parasit sotia...ma rog nu e treaba mea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biroul meu e plin de carti, caiete, notite si nu in ultimul rand de foi...unele cu schite de desen, alte cu insemnari care in acest moment nu stiu la ce se refera, am stiut atunci cand am lasat notare , dar cum eu scriu doar inceputul unei idei...mai tarziu ma trezesc suspendata cu un cotor...pff...ma rog...adevarul e ca da vine sesiunea...se vede cu ochiul liber, dar pentru asta tot nu ma apuk de invatat...jur k as face orice altceva..numai sa nu invat pt faculta...bleah...romania ma dezgusta...invatamantul e plin de oameni ce nu au ce cauta akolo, dar pe de alta parte nu mai mira nimic la romani...e deajuns sa ma uit la Badea, e cea mai buna educatie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark Twain spunea absolut superb ca "N-am lasat scoala sa interfereze cu educatia mea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nici  vremea de afara nu ma ajuta cu nimic, ba chiar ma incurca...o vreme care imi inspira somn..bleah..ma duk sa ascult muzica..cine stie poate imi vine cheful de microeconomie...sau de teoria genearala a statului si dreptului..si cine stie poate incape si un pic de finante...auzi la mine...numai k am mentionat de aceste materii si mi-a trecut pofta de mancare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multa bafta la tot studentu...sa fie o sesiune usoara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Singurul gand care ma face sa imi fie si mie sesiunea mai usoara...e acea saptamana de vacanta...atat:X...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-6837147123135820945?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/6837147123135820945/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=6837147123135820945' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6837147123135820945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6837147123135820945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/01/studentie-studentie.html' title='studentie, studentie'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SXCVOjFCupI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xK1YFcAnRVU/s72-c/student-exasperat-shutterstock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-3112879633040837882</id><published>2009-01-14T17:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:17:47.966+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>datorita crizei fianciare..lumea se ingesuie ..spre luminita de la capatul tunelului...aceasta mai nou palpaie...pana si cu doamne doamne nu ne mai intelegem:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gluma tampita...dar din motive necunoscute mie...am dorit sa o postez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-3112879633040837882?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/3112879633040837882/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=3112879633040837882' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3112879633040837882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3112879633040837882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/01/datorita-crizei-fianciare.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-8589523546960496996</id><published>2009-01-13T17:04:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:28:37.810+02:00</updated><title type='text'>TiMe to be Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWyxDoeEjEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4W1Pvm_uqMg/s1600-h/unix_time_format%5B1%5D_html_3116a0f8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWyxDoeEjEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4W1Pvm_uqMg/s400/unix_time_format%5B1%5D_html_3116a0f8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290798338214759490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1   style="margin: 0pt; text-align: center; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Life is all about timing... the unreachable becomes reachable, the unavailable become available, the unattainable... attainable. Have the patience, wait it out It's all about timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWyx0hb_IKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Ai_TlRFtwog/s1600-h/Rollercoaster_limit_heide_park_germany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWyx0hb_IKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Ai_TlRFtwog/s400/Rollercoaster_limit_heide_park_germany.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290799178140557474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Life can be like a roller coaster...&lt;br /&gt;And just when you think you've had enough,&lt;br /&gt;and your ready to get off the ride and take the calm, easy merry-go round...&lt;br /&gt;You change your mind, throw you hands in the air&lt;br /&gt;and ride the roller coaster all over again.&lt;br /&gt;That's exhilaration...that's living a bit on the edge...that's being ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-8589523546960496996?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/8589523546960496996/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=8589523546960496996' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/8589523546960496996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/8589523546960496996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/01/stacey-charter.html' title='TiMe to be Alive'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWyxDoeEjEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4W1Pvm_uqMg/s72-c/unix_time_format%5B1%5D_html_3116a0f8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-489309022509084350</id><published>2009-01-12T17:32:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:16:58.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>-12 grade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWyrx0hu-TI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zTqPnv4Ji0w/s1600-h/Time+Machine.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWyrx0hu-TI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zTqPnv4Ji0w/s400/Time+Machine.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290792534655564082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...dimineata pe la 9 treceam prin fata Bancii Transilvania..din piata Mihai Viteazu...si ma uitam pe panoul informativ...cu stupoare am vazut k sunt -12 grade...instinctul m-a facut sa imi strang paltonul mai bine pe mine...Eram constienta de frig, dar nu mi-am imaginat k era atat de frig...poate ca caldura ce o port in suflet imi incalzeste trupul...sau poate ca imaginile ce se derulau undeva in constient ma tineau cu gandul akolo si nu la ceea ce se intampla in jurul meu.  Am auzit undeva ca fiecare din noi are o masina a timpului...amintirile sunt trecutul, iar viitorul sunt visele...multi alegem sa ne hranim cu ceea ce a fost frumos in viata noastra...altii ajung sa viseze cu ochii deschisi la viitor...doar o mana de oameni au invatat cu adevarat cum e sa traiesti in prezent(o mare parte din acestia..sunt cei caruia viitorul a ajuns sa fie doar  o incertitudine...sau un sfarsit prematur)...as vrea sa cred ca traiesc in prezent, dar adesea azbor cu gandul in trecut...iar altadata ma vad visand la viitor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px;"&gt;     One day at a time--this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-489309022509084350?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/489309022509084350/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=489309022509084350' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/489309022509084350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/489309022509084350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-grade.html' title='-12 grade'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWyrx0hu-TI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zTqPnv4Ji0w/s72-c/Time+Machine.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-9160942185234147908</id><published>2009-01-09T20:21:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:07:01.217+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWef58JKxRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iRo5ld6nO5g/s1600-h/SCAN0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWef58JKxRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iRo5ld6nO5g/s400/SCAN0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372105115878674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWef6Z1jMBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/DEb6g1f9AoU/s1600-h/SCAN0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWef6Z1jMBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/DEb6g1f9AoU/s400/SCAN0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372113086656530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWef7FexcTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mTdhN6rcXoc/s1600-h/SCAN0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWef7FexcTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mTdhN6rcXoc/s400/SCAN0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372124802281778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am inceput sa desenez...ca sa vad daca pot sa imit unele din acele imagini care m-au fascinat...surprinzator...mi-a placut sa desenez...am inceput cu lucruri usoare...incet am inceput sa pun accent pe detalii...sa vreau sa desenez mai bine...sunt la inceput de drum...dar vorba aia..sunt sagetator...sunt o artista;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de 10 min se tot incarca imaginile....&lt;br /&gt;rectific...20&lt;br /&gt;gata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-9160942185234147908?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/9160942185234147908/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=9160942185234147908' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/9160942185234147908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/9160942185234147908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-inceput-sa-desenez.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SWef58JKxRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iRo5ld6nO5g/s72-c/SCAN0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-79985371316015376</id><published>2008-12-19T09:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:43:21.806+02:00</updated><title type='text'>nu am renuntat la zambete si rasete:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUuWwtnSQ6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/e451aZoGUUg/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUuWwtnSQ6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/e451aZoGUUg/s400/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281480751644296098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...stau cu mana pe taste...asteptand sa imi vina inspiratia...asa ca ma apuc de scris...orice...imi vine sa vorbesc aiurea..despre tot si despre nimik...fara vreo legatura intre subiecte...fara sa apuk sa gandesc ce vreau sa spun...vreau doar sa fac ceva...cred ca asta e problema mea...adika cred ca am ajuns sa fac nimik din ceva..si nu invers...dar speranta moare ultima asa ca am zis k e o zi perfecta de a incepe de la 0..si uite k asta coincide cu unele evenimente care s-au petrecut in ultimele zile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vineri..si pt sa spun ca oficial am intrat in vacanta...desi eu am intrat de miercuri..ma rog...de luni:"&gt;...totusi desi ar trebui sa fie un moment de bucurie..si nu zik k nu e...parka imi strange inima...deoarece k de fiecare data..vacantele nu ma prind in cluj..nu ma plang...dar akum parka imi las aiki ceva...mai mult decat deobicei..poate k m-am maturizat si am invatat sa imi apreciez prietenii adevarati...stiu cu siguranta k le voi duce dorul..voi duce dorul luminilor din centru, ceaiului din zorki, blogului(pt k nu voi avea sansa sa stau pe net asa de mult k deobicei)...mess, zambetul de catel, rasete cu voi, baruri imbibate in fum...taximetristi draguti:)), colegi de facultate, povesti fara sens la telefon, instructorul de soferi:P..iulius mall, filme la cinema...dar compeseaza faptul ca ne intalnim curand...si ca cu unii dintre voi imi voi petrece inceputul de an:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va astept pe toti cu bratele deschise...si cu un zambet pe buze&gt;:D&lt;...love u all;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-79985371316015376?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/79985371316015376/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=79985371316015376' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/79985371316015376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/79985371316015376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/12/nu-am-renuntat-la-zambete-si-rasetep.html' title='nu am renuntat la zambete si rasete:P'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUuWwtnSQ6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/e451aZoGUUg/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-7634183403385148303</id><published>2008-12-18T20:45:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:47:31.304+02:00</updated><title type='text'>over and over</title><content type='html'>Dupa o noapte agitata, in care am reusit sa ma invart 4 ore pe de o parte pe alta, sa ma gandesc la ziua care ma asteapta...m-am trezit la 6..prea obosita sa mai gandesc, prea agitata sa mai manak(si asta se intampla tot mai des), prea indiferenta...&lt;br /&gt;Eram in fata cladirii, asteptam sa se intample ceva..vroiam sa trec cu bine de incercarile din fata mea, sa nu dau dovada d&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUqnuckCXOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/L9N3L8skwdU/s1600-h/24-329%7EI-Need-A-Hug-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUqnuckCXOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/L9N3L8skwdU/s400/24-329%7EI-Need-A-Hug-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281217929428491490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e slabiciune, de incompetenta..si ghici ce am asteptat in frig...3 ore jumate(mai bine stateam acasa la cafea)...k sa pik examenul ala idiot...pe mama am sunat-o a 2a...simteam k pika cerul pe mine...k ceva ma strange de gat, ca incet incep sa plang...desi stiam k nu aveam cum sa il iau k am invatat cu o zi inainte..k nu imi doream carnetul...si totusi...m-am simtit aiurea.&lt;br /&gt;Nu vroiam sa dau explicatii, sa aud comentarii tampite..stupide..si mirari...vroiam o vorba buna, un ajutor sa trec peste...&lt;br /&gt;Poti sa spui ca sunt o copila...ca sunt naiva...ca sunt orgolioasa...dar cum sa nu fiu toate astea daca sunt o visatoare...am vorbit cu mama la telefon...i-am spus ca pentru mine nu exista o a2a incercare...atunci nu vroiam sa aud de ea..akuma la rece..as vrea sa merg inainte..sa demontrez k a fost o gresala...dar mi-e frika..ma gandesc daca nu cumva chiar nu sunt facuta pentru asa ceva. Am fugit akasa sa imi las lucrurile si am mers unde am simtit ca pot sa stau linistita..unde nu trebuie sa ma simt aiurea k nu am reusit..unde nu trebuie sa dau explikatii..unde nu trebuie sa vorbesc k lumea sa inteleaga ce simt, ce vreau...asa k am mers la ramona...ms pt tot ramo..chiar mi-a prins bine discutia cu tine.&lt;br /&gt;Pe tot parcursul zilei am fost insotita de o durere de cap...nu e o durere puternica...cat constanta..si sacaietoare...durere ce tine de ceva zile...&lt;br /&gt;Ajung acasa....pe masa (mai am una pe aiki...ma mut...si tot dispar din lucruri :)))...ma uit la telefon, asteptam un semn..nu a venit..m-am resemnat...inca sper la un semn:))..naivitatea asta...ai dreptate anca...o iau razna:))&lt;br /&gt;Maine e ziua care daca incepe cum am planuit o sa fie bine...sau makar inceputul...si finalul iar...orikum..maine sper k apuk sa vad mai multe persoane...pe unele nu le-am vazut de 2-3 zile..si deja le simt lipsa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astept o lacrima pe obraz...dar poate sa fie de fericire?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUqnxjH5BkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2nsjZ_EVULM/s1600-h/free_hugs_wideweb__470x323,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUqnxjH5BkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2nsjZ_EVULM/s400/free_hugs_wideweb__470x323,0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281217982729094722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S1...azi am facut cunostinta cu andu;)..nice 2 meet u;)...&lt;br /&gt;P.S2...m-am decis k mai merit o incercare...deci ne auzim cu subiectul asta peste 17 zile;)&lt;br /&gt;P.S3...multumesc tuturor celor care au avut azi o vb buna pt mine...poate ca nu meritam..dar multumesc&gt;:D&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-7634183403385148303?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/7634183403385148303/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=7634183403385148303' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/7634183403385148303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/7634183403385148303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/12/over-and-over.html' title='over and over'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUqnuckCXOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/L9N3L8skwdU/s72-c/24-329%7EI-Need-A-Hug-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-2911267948939254401</id><published>2008-12-15T17:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:25:14.809+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulletproof glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUbGAx9KZzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-rv_RJ4W9Mw/s1600-h/disappointed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUbGAx9KZzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-rv_RJ4W9Mw/s400/disappointed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280125329850656562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toti avem un scut care ne protejeaza de rautatile exterioare, care daca o da in bara, ne superprotejeaza si de ce nu ar trebui...atat de mult tinem de acest scut, incat incetam sa mai fim oameni...devenim simpli roboti care nu simt emotii.&lt;br /&gt;Odata cu trecerea timpului...se spune ca ne maturizam..unii sau poate majoritatea se prostesc..si prea putini sunt cei care devin mai intelepti...aceia sunt adevaratele comori de care ai nevoie in viata ta..eu cresc..inca nu stiu daca ma maturizez..sau daca numai ma tampesc..cred ca e o combinatie..orikum undeva akolo in mine copilul ramane...si slava cerului am doza de nebunie necesara, incat sa nu ma las doborata de mici obstacole menite sa imi perturbe drumul. Azi m-am trezit la 6 fix...inca somnoroasa..era mult prea devreme pentru mine, am pus mana pe telefon...am sunat lumea importanta(am dat trezirea oamenilor)..iar eu asa somnoroasa si simtind caldura patutzului meu..m-am cuibarit pentru inca 10 min...care oops s-au facut 3 ore...ma trezesc inca obosita, merg la baie ma uit in oglinda..slava cerului k nu vedeam bine...eram inca adormita, fac ce fac prin casa si ma pun incet...foarte incet sa invat...aveam partial la ora 14, si inca nu stiam nimic...stiam ca porcul nu se ingrasa de ajun...dar incercarea moarte nu are;)..deschid laptopul si imi pun muzika...era tot ce aveam nevoie...noua melodie de la pussycat dolls-hush hush e sublima...era tot ce aveam nevoie la ora aia. Invat asa un pic, cat sa scriu ceva pe foaia aia blestemata, imi pun lucrurile in geanta..imi caut o caciula nu gasesc...ma enervez...dar imi trece pana deschid usa la de apartament..ies...phuu ma loveste un frig si imi iau inima in dinti...ori merg la partial ori fac cale intoarsa spre pat...varianta a2a era foarte tentanta...dar aveam de rezolvat si partialul asta...&lt;br /&gt;In taxi se auzea o melodie pe ritmuri de salsa...m-a inviorat instantaneu...eram gata sa incep calumea ziua..totul bine si frumos pana cand ajung in fata facultatii si imi dau seama k acuma ii acuma:)))...sau stiu sau nu...(nu imi place k lumea sa imi spuna sa invat...pt ca fac chiar opusul..dar daca ma calci pe coada si ma subestimezi..tac si inghit pana cand imi ajunge..si atunci...iti demonstez k pot mai mult decat credeai k sunt capabila...te reduc la tacere...in ceea ce ma priveste..si apoi iar ma pun la linistite in carapacea mea). Imi intalnesc colegii de grupa..parca lucrurile erau mai bune..toti eram pasta...e oarecum reconfortant gandul k nu esti singurul in acea situatie. Astept sa iasa de la test grupa lui Ionut...il asteptam sa imi spuna daca a stiut...a iesit..tarziu ce ii drept...dar a iesit...cu un zambet, care imi spune ca fato totul e bine...e lejer...am vb cu el cateva secunde...m-a trezit inima care imi batea cu putere...eram constienta k eram la 2 pasi de victorie..sau la tot atatea pasi de esec. Profa ne aranjeaza in banca...iar eu deja eram cu mintea in alta parte...stiam sentimentul de dupa...epuizare...oboseala cronica...neputinta de a zambi..&lt;br /&gt;Partialul lejer...si sentimentul de dupa la fel cum ma asteptam..am simtit cum se ridica o piatra de pe inima...stiam k de akuma pot sa zic ca sunt in vacanta.&lt;br /&gt;Acasa primesc un telefon...merg la patine:X...nu ma sinteam capabila, dar trebuia sa fac ceva...sa sarbatoresc..plus k planul meu e sa trec si pe la starbucks...phuay dragul de starbucks..l-am neglijat in ultima perioada...dar imi fac prezenta imediat:D...&lt;br /&gt;Brb...am primit un mesaj...;))...dragut...zambesc...e de bine..brb sa ii dau un raspuns...........back..unde am ramas?...a da starbucks...si patine...uhhh...mergea mai bine un ceai din zorky...dar si stabucks e bun...&lt;br /&gt;Ma pregatesc de plekare...ne vedem mai inkolo;)...sau cine stie ne intalnim pe gheata;)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns akasa...distractie si realitate pe gheata...am pikat..important e ca m-am ridicat(vb lui Dan)...o seara cu multe urcusuri si coborasuri...in momentul asta balanta se inclina ...in ce parte e inca un mister;)..pentru voi...dar pot sa spun k si pentru mine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-2911267948939254401?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/2911267948939254401/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=2911267948939254401' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2911267948939254401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2911267948939254401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/12/bulletproof-glass.html' title='Bulletproof glass'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SUbGAx9KZzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-rv_RJ4W9Mw/s72-c/disappointed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-3563967355873955393</id><published>2008-12-06T15:09:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:20:37.786+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/STp8FUKbu9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/h3rH_o0-rhw/s1600-h/enjoy_the_silence_by_wickednox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/STp8FUKbu9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/h3rH_o0-rhw/s400/enjoy_the_silence_by_wickednox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276666344171617234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma tot uit la blogul meu...si realizez ca as vrea sa scriu ceva, dar nu stiu ce...sunt asa de cateva zile...incerc sa nu scriu aiurea...doar de dragul de a exista o postare noua...dar simt ca daca nu scriu ma pierd incet printre restul blogurilor. Sunt o persoana care se plictiseste repede...poate asta e si motivul pentru care mai am anumite momente de lipsa de spirit...ma misc ca o fantoma prin casa, fara un gand anume, fara un scop bine definit...fara sa scot doua vorbe...probabil si din lene...dar cu siguranta si din cauza vremii care e absolut de kkt. Cred ca sunt doar obosita..si ma gandesc cu groaza la vacanta de iarna...unde nu o sa reusesc sa imi incarc bateriile ci sa le epuizez...cu siguranta tanjesc dupa momente de liniste...adika agitatia din gurul meu simt k efectiv ma deprima...bai fratilor...ziua are 24 de ore...hooo...as vrea sa fiu in preajma oamenilor, dar sa nu comunikam verbal...sa stam...asa k prostii, dar sa stim ce gandim...nu ca un moment stanjenitor in care te gandesti...hai ma zi ceva...sa existe o conversatie..nu la momente de acelea ma refer..ci la momente in care e liniste si totusi nu e stanjenitor...akuma nu gasesc cuvantul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi e zi de pierdut vremea in pat...asa ca brb...ma duk sa dorm;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-3563967355873955393?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/3563967355873955393/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=3563967355873955393' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3563967355873955393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3563967355873955393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/12/ma-tot-uit-la-blogul-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/STp8FUKbu9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/h3rH_o0-rhw/s72-c/enjoy_the_silence_by_wickednox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-5378553631285193442</id><published>2008-12-03T17:56:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:49:14.476+02:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME can't be given. But it can be shared</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/STa21EhOctI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cDS38pd2sGY/s1600-h/travel-graphics-200_429105a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/STa21EhOctI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cDS38pd2sGY/s400/travel-graphics-200_429105a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275605036373537490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/STa21ELGtgI/AAAAAAAAADs/mQnTTsuro3M/s1600-h/christmas-markets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/STa21ELGtgI/AAAAAAAAADs/mQnTTsuro3M/s400/christmas-markets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275605036280755714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/STa20-kdHoI/AAAAAAAAADk/0SErbnfeMlU/s1600-h/christchilds_Market.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/STa20-kdHoI/AAAAAAAAADk/0SErbnfeMlU/s400/christchilds_Market.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275605034776469122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          CHRISTMAS SPIRIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;One thing of great importance can affect a small number of people. Equally so, a thing of little importance can affect a multitude. Either way, a happening - big or small- can affect an entire string of people. Occurrences can join us all together. You see, we're all made up of the same stuff. When something happens, it triggers something inside us that connects us to a situation, connects us to other people, lighting us up and linking us like little lights on a Christmas tree, twisted and turned but still connected on a wire. Some go out, others flicker, others burn string and bright, yet we're all on the same line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I'm reading about people who, not unlike parcels, hide secrets. They cover themselves in layers until the right person unwraps them and discovers what's inside. Sometimes you have to be unravelled in order to find out who you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;P.S...question 4 u all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt;If you could wish for one gift this Christmas, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-5378553631285193442?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/5378553631285193442/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=5378553631285193442' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5378553631285193442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5378553631285193442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-cant-be-given-but-it-can-be-shared.html' title='TIME can&apos;t be given. But it can be shared'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/STa21EhOctI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cDS38pd2sGY/s72-c/travel-graphics-200_429105a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-5892697790762473180</id><published>2008-11-27T22:47:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:54:55.249+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Momento mori...sau niki makar atat</title><content type='html'>cu ce am gresit eu...fata de tine..de voi..de oricine sa merit ce am?..sau tu cu ce ai gresit de meriti ce ai?...ce ai facut tu pentru prezentul tau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-5892697790762473180?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/5892697790762473180/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=5892697790762473180' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5892697790762473180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5892697790762473180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/momento-morisau-niki-makar-atat.html' title='Momento mori...sau niki makar atat'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-534674588567034108</id><published>2008-11-21T16:58:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:04:59.538+02:00</updated><title type='text'>;))...anonim..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SSbOC_77O3I/AAAAAAAAACs/IId-_PMDAfA/s1600-h/anonim.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SSbOC_77O3I/AAAAAAAAACs/IId-_PMDAfA/s400/anonim.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271126964801583986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunt naiva...dar am timp sa ma schimb...sunt zapacita..dar am timp sa ma linistesc...dar tu anonimule...ai timp sa imi spui k nu stiu ce sa fac cu viata mea...k sunt naiva si ca nu imi urmez sfaturile....oare ai ceva drept sa imi reposezi mie toate astea?...cu ce drept imi spui tu mie toate astea??..ma rog...daca era pana akolo nu scriai sub anonimat...si spui k eu nu am curaj..dar tuh...??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-534674588567034108?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/534674588567034108/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=534674588567034108' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/534674588567034108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/534674588567034108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/anonim.html' title=';))...anonim..'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SSbOC_77O3I/AAAAAAAAACs/IId-_PMDAfA/s72-c/anonim.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-2045170533839927160</id><published>2008-11-21T13:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:22:56.813+02:00</updated><title type='text'>totul e frumos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SSbEOVJaHGI/AAAAAAAAACk/SQUmhuoVnHM/s1600-h/jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SSbEOVJaHGI/AAAAAAAAACk/SQUmhuoVnHM/s400/jump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271116164357561442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de 2 zile...(asa sa fiu mai exacta)...totul e roz pentru mine...si spun asta cu toata sinceritate...cred ca totul revine incet(sau mai repede) la normal..dupa mult timp in care lucrurile nu pareau sa aiba vreo solutie...acum totul e superb...si se vede...zambesc si rad cu toata inima...ma simt libera si extrem de fericita....asa trebuie sa fie toata lumea...pt k sentimentul e superb...si vreau sa multumesc tuturor celor care au contribuit la starea mea de bine;)....nu imi doresc sa ma intorc akolo veci...va doresc o zi superba tuturor...;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-2045170533839927160?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/2045170533839927160/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=2045170533839927160' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2045170533839927160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2045170533839927160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/totul-e-frumos.html' title='totul e frumos'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SSbEOVJaHGI/AAAAAAAAACk/SQUmhuoVnHM/s72-c/jump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-2195648269653004898</id><published>2008-11-21T09:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:06:55.505+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugh JACKMAN- the sexiest man alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SSZd-vCC5bI/AAAAAAAAACc/4E6134YvmUM/s1600-h/hugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SSZd-vCC5bI/AAAAAAAAACc/4E6134YvmUM/s400/hugh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271003746242061746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD...daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...e cel mai...hmmm...bun:))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-2195648269653004898?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/2195648269653004898/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=2195648269653004898' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2195648269653004898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/2195648269653004898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/hugh-jackman-sexiest-man-alive.html' title='Hugh JACKMAN- the sexiest man alive'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SSZd-vCC5bI/AAAAAAAAACc/4E6134YvmUM/s72-c/hugh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-918746250170431137</id><published>2008-11-10T15:48:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:38:17.245+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prietenie conditionata de ceva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SRhGb_qsu9I/AAAAAAAAABk/Lk5xGFEZKyM/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SRhGb_qsu9I/AAAAAAAAABk/Lk5xGFEZKyM/s400/friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267037210970733522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm...putem sa spunem ca traim intr-o societate antisociala, ca lumea nu mai are timp sa isi faca prieteni..sau makar sa intretina o relatie de prietenie...si totusi copil in gandirea mea...consider ca prietenia este cel mai firesc lucru care poate sa existe intre 2 sau mai multe persoane.  Cineva a spus ca prietenia pura se intalneste la varste fragede..si ca odata cu trecerea timpului ea devine conditionata de ceva...akum intrebarea mea fireasca e..de ce e conditionata prietenia dintre noi doi?..in alta ordine de idei..afirmatia ta e oarecum gresita...dar e punctul tau de vedere..si il respect orice ar fii.&lt;br /&gt;       Am auzit undeva ca un copil invata sa minta(sau sa manipuleze) de la 6 luni...impresionant nu?...asa ca acum stau si ma gandesc ca daca de la varsta asta frageda copilul manipuleaza...in acea prietenie pura exista o conditie..un interes...un scop...asta pana la varsta adolescentei...cand incepem cu adevarat sa interactionam...sa ne facem prieteni(care pot sa fie alaturi de noi tot restul vietii).  Asa cum te privesti pe tine, asa sunt si prietenii tai..pana la urma de aia ii ai...pentru ca seamana cu tine..te poti identifica intr-o oarecare masura cu ei..ai un punct comun.&lt;br /&gt;Treaba cu prietenia si competitivitatea dintre prieteni e cea mai urata situatie..pentru ca mereu unul are de pierdut...si sincer nu intotdeauna pierde cel care e prieten adevarat.&lt;br /&gt;   Prietenia pura(ca despre asta am sa vorbesc mai mult) nu tine cont de timpul in care s-a format..nu are un scop anume..si e mereu sincera. E acea situatie in care nu conteaza cum s-a creat, e important ca exista...asa vad eu un om valoros..nu dupa contu din banca..si nu tot timpul dupa modul in care se afirma sau nu, ci dupa modul in care isi vede prietenii, in modul in care ii trateaza, ii priveste, ii sfatuieste.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Exista prietenii de interes..care un scop clar..bine definit..manipulator, acele tipuri de interese trebuie sa le evite lumea...dar nu reusim pentru ca sunt prea multi, prea smecheri, iar noi prea naivi. Dar dupa cum zike Gabriel &lt;em&gt;Garcia Marquez&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Poate ca Dumnezeu va dori sa cunosti multe persoane nepotrivite inainte de a cunoaste persoana potrivita, pentru ca atunci cand o vei cunoaste in sfarsit, sa stii sa fii recunoscator.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Poate ca sunt doar un copil, prea naiv, inca necopt...dar imi doresc sa raman asa...asa k copile viseaza;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ..&lt;span class="t"&gt;Dacă socoteşti prieten pe cineva în care nu ai aceeaşi încredere ca şi în tine însuţi, faci o mare greşeală şi nu cunoşti valoarea adevăratei prietenii&lt;br /&gt;     ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="t"&gt;Tu nu poţi să faci pentru prietenii tăi decât atât: să le laşi bucuriile pe care le au şi să le sporeşti fericirea, gustând-o împreună cu dânşii.&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/3534672182251558089-918746250170431137?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/918746250170431137/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=918746250170431137' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/918746250170431137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/918746250170431137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/prietenie-conditionata-de-ceva.html' title='Prietenie conditionata de ceva'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SRhGb_qsu9I/AAAAAAAAABk/Lk5xGFEZKyM/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-6064480525298664620</id><published>2008-11-10T12:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:36:29.701+02:00</updated><title type='text'>cand nu stiu sa profit de ocazie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SRgctVjWLYI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z4iAiCD0poU/s1600-h/indecisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SRgctVjWLYI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z4iAiCD0poU/s400/indecisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266991329414884738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Mereu am stiut sa dau sfaturi pentru altii...sa zikem ca ma pricep(cat de cat), mereu am stiut ce trebuie sa faca cel de langa mine, doar ca eu nu imi ascult sfaturile, si sunt si cea mai nehotarata persoana pe care o cunosc...asa ca niciodata nu o sa risc..sau cel putin o sa risc, doar atunci cand ceva este sigur.&lt;br /&gt;  Prefer sa vina lumea la mine si sa ma puna in fata faptului implinit, ma rog partial implinit..dc partial?...pentru ca atunci vin eu si spun si partea mea. Nu sunt genul care sa faca primi pasi..mereu ma gandesc sa nu gresesc..asa k prefer sa il las pe altul sa reactioneze si eu sa observ si sa remediez. Am pierdut mult prin faptul ca nu am stiut sa risc..sa fac ceva..orice. Se spune ca fetele sunt nebune dupa cumparaturi...adevarat...sincer si mie imi place sa merg la cumparaturi( ca orice fata normala)...dar nu foarte mult..motivul meu e simplu..nu stiu ce sa aleg..daca imi dai mai mult de 3 variante..aleg de multe ori 0...si nu pentru ca nu as putea sa aleg..sa ma decid...ci pentru ca fiecare varianta e interesanta in felul ei..asa ca ma enervez si plek cu mana goala din magazin(asta poate sa fie si din cauza k nu am multa rabdare). Acum tu care citesti...te gandesti ca de ce nu aleg toate variantele..si eu iti zic:..pentru ca nu pot...pt k abia pot sa gestionez una din variante...si acest lucru se aplica nu numai in cazul cumparaturilor.  Prefer sa decida altii pentru mine...altii care ma cunosc mai bine...nu ma supar...oarecum ma incanta..si daca ma si ajuta decizia lor..si mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;  Vezi tu imi lipseste curajul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-6064480525298664620?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/6064480525298664620/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=6064480525298664620' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6064480525298664620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/6064480525298664620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/cand-nu-stiu-sa-profit-de-ocazie.html' title='cand nu stiu sa profit de ocazie...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SRgctVjWLYI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z4iAiCD0poU/s72-c/indecisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-3041395563998971786</id><published>2008-11-08T10:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:45:56.948+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..in asteptarea iernii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SRVRpGCRQ-I/AAAAAAAAABU/RSsLukuuGJU/s1600-h/morlaca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 88px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SRVRpGCRQ-I/AAAAAAAAABU/RSsLukuuGJU/s400/morlaca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266205105716282338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand eram si eu mai mica, parca imi aduc aminte ca iarna..ningea:))...da mai ai citit bine, asta nu pentru ca acum nu ninge, doar ca numai e cum a fost. Unde e privelistea aceea superba, unde tot e inconjurat de alb, copiii cu sania, sacu, oameni de zapada?..akuma vorba aia nu am suficient material sa fac un om de zapada:))...mi-e dor de valea inghetata, si de povestile noastra langa soba, la un pahar de vin, o cana de ciocolata calda..etc. Mi-e dor de frigul care ne impingea seara tarziu spre casa..mi-e dor de bulgareala:)). Pur si simplu mi-e dor..si sper ca anul asta sa am parte de ceva frumos;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-3041395563998971786?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/3041395563998971786/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=3041395563998971786' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3041395563998971786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3041395563998971786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-asteptarea-iernii.html' title='..in asteptarea iernii'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SRVRpGCRQ-I/AAAAAAAAABU/RSsLukuuGJU/s72-c/morlaca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-5496694579852537386</id><published>2008-11-02T23:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:25:04.270+02:00</updated><title type='text'>numarul 10 al dreptatii din viata mea</title><content type='html'>;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-5496694579852537386?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/5496694579852537386/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=5496694579852537386' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5496694579852537386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/5496694579852537386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/numarul-10-al-dreptatii-din-viata-mea.html' title='numarul 10 al dreptatii din viata mea'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-1087399196494459659</id><published>2008-11-02T22:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:45:41.043+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesaj concret pt DAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SQ7IHSFk3EI/AAAAAAAAABE/z-_5cIwb33U/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SQ7IHSFk3EI/AAAAAAAAABE/z-_5cIwb33U/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264365041882553410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da...uite Dan, k am zis k asa nu se mai poate..si k trebuie fac ceva...maine ma apuc si de postarea asta..azi nu ma duce capul:))..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03.11.2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns acasa, si am si eu un pic de timp liber..suficient cat sa spun ce am de spus. Problema mea cu tine Dan e ca tu nu stii ce vrei defapt, as vrea sa stiu si eu ce gandesti..sa stiu ce loc ocup in viata ta, pentru ca mai nou nu stiu ce sa cred. As vrea sa stiu ce gandesti fara sa imi fie frica sa fiu ranita, as vrea sa imi spui, orice....as vrea sa fie cum a fost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-1087399196494459659?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/1087399196494459659/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=1087399196494459659' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/1087399196494459659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/1087399196494459659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/mesaj-concret-pt-dan.html' title='Mesaj concret pt DAN'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SQ7IHSFk3EI/AAAAAAAAABE/z-_5cIwb33U/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-9181003762507398613</id><published>2008-11-02T12:18:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:30:44.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My biggest fan ;;)</title><content type='html'>...m-ai vazut si ti-ai dat seama cum sunt...asa si?...faptul ca tu mi-ai scris sub anonimat imi spune multe. Aparentele sunt inselatoare, dar cine stie ce mare intelept esti tuh, sau poate ca stii ce gandesc. faptul k mi-ai dat comentariul acela imi dovedeste ca chiar daca eu sunt FREEKY..ti-am atras atentia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S...daca imi comentezi postarea, as vrea sa nu fie sub forma de anonimat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-9181003762507398613?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/9181003762507398613/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=9181003762507398613' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/9181003762507398613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/9181003762507398613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-biggest-fan.html' title='My biggest fan ;;)'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-413925553004236754</id><published>2008-11-01T12:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:39:05.466+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SQwwiEFrdMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rAop2mw4tQo/s1600-h/candels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SQwwiEFrdMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rAop2mw4tQo/s320/candels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263635426260513986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azi ne aducem aminte de toti cei care nu mai fac parte din aceasta lume, ne aducem aminte ce au fost ei in viata noastra..si cat de mult ne-au influentat..bunici, frati, surori, parinti, cei mai buni prieteni, cunostinte, neamuri, etc...Vreau sa va multumesc tuturor pentru ca am avut onoarea de a face parte din lumea voastra...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-413925553004236754?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/413925553004236754/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=413925553004236754' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/413925553004236754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/413925553004236754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SQwwiEFrdMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rAop2mw4tQo/s72-c/candels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-3534250311115046090</id><published>2008-10-31T14:26:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:21:38.566+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cand incepi frumos, si termini prost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SQr-0SXc45I/AAAAAAAAAA0/DkbU8qgmkTQ/s1600-h/no_evil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SQr-0SXc45I/AAAAAAAAAA0/DkbU8qgmkTQ/s320/no_evil.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263299288772699026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Halloween, si parca azi pot sa fiu si eu cum vreau, fara ca lumea sa se sperie:))..eram foarte happy, si credeam in visul meu pe care il voi povesti mai tarziu..dar uite cum o simpla conversatie banala iti poate intoarce peste cap ziua. Si daca citesti ce scriu eu aici... si te simti cumva..dragul meu iti spun..ca da despre tine e vorba. Si DA sunt de partea ta..o sa fiu mereu de partea ta..nush de ce, dar asa vad eu lucrurile acuma, pacat ca tu nu le vezi asa, dar o sa fie bine...trebuie. In alta ordine de idei, am ajuns sa realizez ca imi este greu sa spun ce gandesc cu adevarat, si persoanele care stiu exact ce gandesc sunt putine, foarte putine, iar eu consider acest fapt ca un defect, si o slabiciune din partea mea, pentru ca nu stiu sa risc, sa spun ce ma doare si ce imi doresc cu adevarat, asta pentru ca mi-e frica...mi-e frica de reactia multora, mi-e frica sa pierd..am pierdut prea mult deja, si daca pierd si ce mai am...&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns sa fiu atenta ce scriu pe blog..k sa nu se afle exact ce simt, sunt prinsa intr-un cerc vicios, de unde nu pot sa ies decat daca pierd ceva ce eu nu pot sa pierd, pentru ca reprezinta o parte mare din viata mea, asa ca tac..si prefer sa sufar in tacere..prefer sa zambesc atunci cand simt ca nu pot sa spun ce am pe suflet..am ajuns sa rad de tot ceea ce patesc..si lumea crede ca nu am probleme...asa am ajuns si eu sa cred...ca traiesc intr-un vis din care trebuie sa ma trezesc..si atunci cand o voi face, lumea si persoanele din jurul meu o sa fie asa cum imi doresc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-3534250311115046090?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/3534250311115046090/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=3534250311115046090' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3534250311115046090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3534250311115046090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/10/cand-incepi-frumos-si-termini-prost.html' title='Cand incepi frumos, si termini prost'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SQr-0SXc45I/AAAAAAAAAA0/DkbU8qgmkTQ/s72-c/no_evil.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-3864514179972070029</id><published>2008-10-18T02:12:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T02:20:15.852+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soulmates'/><title type='text'>soulmates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SPkdjhugfJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5s29btI0W1I/s1600-h/soulmates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SPkdjhugfJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5s29btI0W1I/s320/soulmates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258266536117828754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treaba asta trebuie sa aiba si un sfarsit...cred ca akuma se apropie..dar deja nu pot sa te mai ascult...aceiasi melodie...oare chiar nu realizezi ce vreau?...soulmates...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-3864514179972070029?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/3864514179972070029/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=3864514179972070029' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3864514179972070029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/3864514179972070029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/10/soulmates.html' title='soulmates'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/SPkdjhugfJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5s29btI0W1I/s72-c/soulmates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534672182251558089.post-1742098125382344270</id><published>2008-10-13T13:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:46:10.823+03:00</updated><title type='text'>my first time here</title><content type='html'>o sa incerc sa scriu cat de des pot;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3534672182251558089-1742098125382344270?l=daysgobyfast.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/feeds/1742098125382344270/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3534672182251558089&amp;postID=1742098125382344270' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/1742098125382344270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3534672182251558089/posts/default/1742098125382344270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysgobyfast.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-time-here.html' title='my first time here'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10898743906676001787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsbffbTOzIE/Sf3JctzxreI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6oaAXuZ8vtw/S220/IMG_1052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
