<?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-7886770968879737705</id><updated>2012-02-01T19:43:15.200+02:00</updated><category term='un nou inceput'/><category term='racoare'/><category term='ochii tai'/><category term='senzualitate'/><category term='back'/><category term='rusa'/><category term='stres'/><category term='tristete'/><category term='un el si o ea'/><category term='o mare dilema'/><category term='sarutari'/><category term='la multi ani'/><category term='un blog dulce'/><category term='siesta de dimineata'/><category term='pitzi song'/><category term='o poveste'/><category term='impreuna'/><category term='maine'/><category 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term='copii'/><category term='primavara incepe cu tine'/><category term='indiferenta'/><category term='un cuvant'/><category term='caldura'/><category term='istorie'/><category term='la bunici'/><category term='patul plin de foi'/><category term='exces de putere'/><category term='vineri seara'/><category term='frica'/><category term='frumusetea romancelor'/><category term='Kilograme de tencuiala'/><category term='Janet Jackson'/><title type='text'>Inger fara aripi</title><subtitle type='html'>"Ai mai mare grija de caracterul tau decat de reputatia ta deoarece caracterul e ceea ce esti cu adevarat, pe cand reputatia e doar parerea celorlalti despre tine" (Lady Di)"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragut'/><title type='text'>Dragostea in versiunea copiiilor</title><content type='html'>Având în vedere că a trecut destul de mult timp de când nu am mai postat ceva pe blogg, m-am gândit să vă împărtășesc ceva foarte drăguț pentru început!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div id="yiv1289330843"&gt;&lt;style&gt;#yiv1289330843 filtered { font-family: Calibri; }#yiv1289330843 filtered { font-family: Tahoma; }#yiv1289330843 filtered { margin: 1in; }#yiv1289330843 p.yiv1289330843MsoNormal, #yiv1289330843 li.yiv1289330843MsoNormal, #yiv1289330843 div.yiv1289330843MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }#yiv1289330843 a:link, #yiv1289330843 span.yiv1289330843MsoHyperlink { color: blue; text-decoration: 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span.yiv1289330843balloontextchar { font-family: Arial; }#yiv1289330843 span.yiv1289330843EmailStyle23 { font-family: Arial; color: navy; }#yiv1289330843 span.yiv1289330843EmailStyle24 { font-family: Arial; color: navy; }#yiv1289330843 span.yiv1289330843EmailStyle25 { font-family: Arial; color: navy; }#yiv1289330843 filtered { margin: 1in 1.25in; }#yiv1289330843 div.yiv1289330843Section1 {  }&lt;/style&gt;       &lt;div class="yiv1289330843Section1"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;color:blue;"  &gt;Obișnuiam să fiu așa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:14pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_41" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.2&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image003.png@01CB43F0.5F838D20" width="258" border="0" height="369" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;color:blue;"  &gt;Apoi am cunoscut o fată...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:14pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_42" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.3&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image004.png@01CB43F0.5F838D20" width="300" border="0" height="297" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ea era așa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_43" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.4&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image005.png@01CB43F0.5F838D20" width="397" border="0" height="316" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Împreună, eram așa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:18pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_44" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.5&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image006.png@01CB43F0.A2918950" width="394" border="0" height="259" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Îi ofeream cadouri ca acesta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_45" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.6&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image007.png@01CB43F0.A2918950" width="375" border="0" height="371" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Când mi-a acceptat propunerea, eram așa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_46" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.7&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image008.png@01CB43F1.05D3D860" width="309" border="0" height="389" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obișnuiam să vorbesc cu ea toată noaptea așa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_47" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.8&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image009.png@01CB43F1.7656CB10" width="387" border="0" height="292" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:18pt;" &gt;Și la birou eram așa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_48" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.9&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image010.png@01CB43F1.7656CB10" width="356" border="0" height="244" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Când prietenii mei au văzut-o pe iubita mea erau așa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_49" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.10&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image011.png@01CB43F1.7656CB10" width="354" border="0" height="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Și eu reacționam așa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_50" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.11&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image012.png@01CB43F1.D5100F90" width="350" border="0" height="260" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dar de Sf. Valentin a primit un trandafir de la altcineva...și era foarte fericită&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_51" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.12&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image013.png@01CB43F1.D5100F90" width="316" border="0" height="401" /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Și eu eram așa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_53" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.14&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image014.png@01CB43F3.C727CF60" width="263" border="0" height="274" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care mai târziu s-a transformat în asta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:14pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_54" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.15&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image002.png@01CB43F5.01365EA0" width="389" border="0" height="261" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;și asta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_55" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.16&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image015.png@01CB43F5.6E938040" width="345" border="0" height="386" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Îmi venea să fac așa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_56" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.17&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:image016.png@01CB43F5.6E938040" width="378" border="0" height="262" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Și am început să fac așa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_57" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.18&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Aqc1xl8UmEI/S3lJ3Lzb8cI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9C1Aaq71qyY/s400/20.bmp" width="400" border="0" height="301" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:12pt;" &gt;&lt;img id="yiv1289330843Picture_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x005f_x0020_58" src="http://f1127.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f39951%5fAO6kiGIAAW0KTYYejwKSECVZhJ4&amp;amp;pid=2.19&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1" alt="Description: cid:256241310@17092010-0473" width="348" border="0" height="392" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="yiv1289330843MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:36pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;FETE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7886770968879737705-7727380297803386183?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/7727380297803386183/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/06/avand-in-vedere-ca-trecut-destul-de.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7727380297803386183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7727380297803386183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/06/avand-in-vedere-ca-trecut-destul-de.html' title='Dragostea in versiunea copiiilor'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-1414299393413118914</id><published>2011-04-22T20:44:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:51:15.378+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarbatoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la bunici'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in familie'/><title type='text'>Sarbatori fericite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xbRJYQ4kyok/TbG_xbyq7rI/AAAAAAAAAgE/FZcl1xE6JZQ/s1600/iepurasul_mustacios_iti_transmite_gand_frumos_paste_fericit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xbRJYQ4kyok/TbG_xbyq7rI/AAAAAAAAAgE/FZcl1xE6JZQ/s320/iepurasul_mustacios_iti_transmite_gand_frumos_paste_fericit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598466667793018546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Si uite ca iar au trecut lunile destul de repede si am ajuns din nou in prag de sarbatoare...&lt;br /&gt;Avand in vedere ca maine plec cu ai mei la bunici pentru a ne reuni toti cu ocazia sarbatorilor pascale, am sa profit de ocazie sa va urez din suflet "Sarbatori fericite"!&lt;br /&gt;La fiecare furtuna, sa aveti de fapt parte de un curcubeu, la fiecare lacrima pe care o varsati sa aveti parte de fapt de un zambet, la fiecare grija sa aveti parte de o promisiune, iar la fiecare pas sa aveti parte de o binecuvantare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarbatori fericite alaturi de cei dragi si iepurasul sa va aduca tot ce va doriti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-1414299393413118914?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/1414299393413118914/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/04/sarbatori-fericite.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1414299393413118914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1414299393413118914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/04/sarbatori-fericite.html' title='Sarbatori fericite!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xbRJYQ4kyok/TbG_xbyq7rI/AAAAAAAAAgE/FZcl1xE6JZQ/s72-c/iepurasul_mustacios_iti_transmite_gand_frumos_paste_fericit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-2780150068910310106</id><published>2011-04-17T18:28:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:39:32.850+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o melodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rusa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un el:X'/><title type='text'>A song</title><content type='html'>Am făcut o pasiune pentru melodia asta, dar sincer, nu aș putea să spun de ce...pur și simplu îmi place extrem de mult, deși nu prea înțeleg prea multe, decât niște versuri pe care mi le-a mai tradus mami, din ce și-a mai amintit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ec8Yui1PmTs" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prin urmare, din amintirile vechi ale mamei, am reuși să ne dăm seama că e moledie de dragoste așa că am să i-o dedic lui:X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-2780150068910310106?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/2780150068910310106/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/04/song.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2780150068910310106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2780150068910310106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/04/song.html' title='A song'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ec8Yui1PmTs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-7390932811648175809</id><published>2011-04-12T18:45:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T19:07:47.089+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inconstienta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignoranta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persoane cu dizabilitati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copii'/><title type='text'>Inconștiența unor persoane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4InOsxavAo/TaR4wQNJK2I/AAAAAAAAAf8/ejRWeYWxi3Y/s1600/5919-131589-2009_02_21_0588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4InOsxavAo/TaR4wQNJK2I/AAAAAAAAAf8/ejRWeYWxi3Y/s320/5919-131589-2009_02_21_0588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594729407480146786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am stat de multe ori să mă gândesc la acest subiect și de mult timp am vrut să îl aduc în discuție, dar nu aveam o temă foarte bună ca să îmi pot expune frustrarea, dar acum am găsit, așa că am să mă pun pe treabă și am să încep relatarea.&lt;br /&gt;Semestrul acesta am început să facem practică de specialitate și grupa mea face practică la un spital pentru copii cu probleme locomotorii. După ce am fost prima dată, mă durea sufletul. Este ceva inexplicabil. Cred că pentru mine nu este un domeniu tocmai bun, mă refer la faptul că nu știu dacă aș avea rezultate lucrând cu copiii, având în vedere că mă doare sufletul când văd niște ființe nevinovate care suferă și se chinuie, având în vedere cazurile pe care le-am văzut acolo.&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu despre asta vroiam să vorbesc.&lt;br /&gt;Am întalnit un caz, despre o fetiță de 7 anișori, care are tetrapareză. Nu poate să facă mai nimic de una singură. Ca să intru în tema sugerată de titlul acestei posări, am să vă spun că această tetrapareză se datorează mai mult faptului că, mama, cand a intrat în travaliu, și-a sunat doctorița să îi spună, în ideea că îi va spune să meargă imediat la spital, dar doamna doctor i-a spus să ia niște medicamente care să îi mai întârzie un pic travaliul deoarece ea vine de la munte și ajunge în oraș abia peste 3 ore. Practic, copilul a rămas fără lichid și fără aer.&lt;br /&gt;Acum stau să mă gândesc, oare cât de inconștientă a putut să fie acea doamnă doctor încât să îi spună bietei femei să ia acele medicamente, fără să o înștiințeze de efectele negative...Nu era mult mai simplu să îi spuna să meargă la maternitate și că va veni și ea acolo când va ajunge de la munte?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau să spun că vina este doar a doamnei doctor, pentru că, cred eu, pe undeva și mama are o vină. Oricât de ignorantă ești și oricât de puține lucruri știi, tot îți dai seama că în acele momente nu mai stai pe gânduri!&lt;br /&gt;Nu are rost să vă spun cum se simțea mama fetiței atunci când povestea cum s-au întâmplat lucrurile. Se vedea foarte clar că regretă ce a făcut și că suferă din această cauză.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-7390932811648175809?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/7390932811648175809/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/04/inconstienta-unor-persoane.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7390932811648175809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7390932811648175809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/04/inconstienta-unor-persoane.html' title='Inconștiența unor persoane'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4InOsxavAo/TaR4wQNJK2I/AAAAAAAAAf8/ejRWeYWxi3Y/s72-c/5919-131589-2009_02_21_0588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8402840797164113009</id><published>2011-04-11T21:36:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T06:06:06.014+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un blog dulce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premiu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='am revenit'/><title type='text'>Un blog Dulce</title><content type='html'>Și uite că am revenit! Nu cred că am vreo scuză care să îmi justifice absența așa că nici nu am să încep sa debitez tot felul de motive.&lt;br /&gt;Am să las postările mai serioase pe mai tîrziu și acum am să menționez că am primit un premiu foarte drăguț pe care am să il transmit mai departe altor persoane dragi mie!&lt;br /&gt;Am primit de la &lt;a href="http://anarhie99.blogspot.com/"&gt; el:*&lt;/a&gt; premiul pentru &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cel mai dulce blogg&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-duVuK08avrM/TaNLRjLF46I/AAAAAAAAAf0/GloKh4csQXQ/s1600/7365cf56c45dc18bc78008d3840fd327-d3der9s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-duVuK08avrM/TaNLRjLF46I/AAAAAAAAAf0/GloKh4csQXQ/s320/7365cf56c45dc18bc78008d3840fd327-d3der9s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594397926995911586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Premiul merge mai departe la: &lt;a href="http://lumina-inamurg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dara&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lost-inside-coco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coco&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://xchroniclesloaded.blogspot.com/"&gt;X.&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://cris-buli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Sushine&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rainychocoffee.wordpress.com/"&gt;ANM&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://madalinaraducanu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Madalina Raducanu&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-8402840797164113009?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8402840797164113009/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/04/un-blog-dulce.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8402840797164113009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8402840797164113009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/04/un-blog-dulce.html' title='Un blog Dulce'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-duVuK08avrM/TaNLRjLF46I/AAAAAAAAAf0/GloKh4csQXQ/s72-c/7365cf56c45dc18bc78008d3840fd327-d3der9s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5252884382210320998</id><published>2011-03-15T10:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T10:30:21.267+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o alta masca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi insine'/><title type='text'>O alta masca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMspBAY02UM/TX8jZeGvBxI/AAAAAAAAAfs/fO6BhQUSdYQ/s1600/The_mask_by_SonyMony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMspBAY02UM/TX8jZeGvBxI/AAAAAAAAAfs/fO6BhQUSdYQ/s320/The_mask_by_SonyMony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584220983447717650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;De ce tot timpul incercam sa ne ascundem sub o alta masca si incercam sa ne afisam altfel decat suntem? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;De ce incercam tot timpul sa parem altceva decat simplii oameni care suntem?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;De ce oare nu putem fi noi insine?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oare nu suntem capabili sa facem nimic daca nu ne ascundem dupa o masca?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oare nu suntem capabili sa ne acceptam pe noi insine asa cum suntem si de asta preferam sa purtam o alta masca?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oare pretindem ca suntem altcineva pentru a castiga simpatia celor din jur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-5252884382210320998?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5252884382210320998/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-alta-masca.html#comment-form' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5252884382210320998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5252884382210320998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-alta-masca.html' title='O alta masca'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMspBAY02UM/TX8jZeGvBxI/AAAAAAAAAfs/fO6BhQUSdYQ/s72-c/The_mask_by_SonyMony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-6770498047310991855</id><published>2011-02-21T20:08:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T20:11:54.501+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pantofi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in oras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='telefon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furam'/><title type='text'>Unde vom ajunge?</title><content type='html'>Tocmai mi-a povestit o prietena ca i s-a furat telefonul in oras, dar asta am mai auzit-o cu totii. Mi-a povestit insa ca, in acelasi local, inainte cu o seara, unei domnisoare care s-a descaltat ca sa poata dansa mai bine, i s-au furat pantofii de sub masa!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ma intreb eu asa, oare unde vom ajunge, avand in vedere situatia tarii, daca am ajuns sa furam si pantofi purtati de prin cluburi?? Avand in vedere ca mergem din rau in mai rau, ce vom face?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-6770498047310991855?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/6770498047310991855/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/02/unde-vom-ajunge.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6770498047310991855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6770498047310991855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/02/unde-vom-ajunge.html' title='Unde vom ajunge?'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-6865559660953453036</id><published>2011-02-17T14:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T14:14:52.090+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrete</title><content type='html'>Si acum...sa mai onoram cateva datorii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cris-buli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Sunshine&lt;/a&gt; insista sa stie 7 secrete ale mele...Acum am sa incerc sa vad care ar fi secretele de impartit.&lt;br /&gt;Secrete foarte mari nu cred ca am, poate mai degraba tot felul de lucruri pe care nu imi place sa le recunosc. Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;1. Nu stiu daca poate fi considerat un secret dar avand in vedere ca pe blogg nu am povestit niciodata despre asta, sa spunem ca poate fi luat ca atare...am avut in perioada in care ascultam foarte mult hip-hop si ma imbrac in haine largi si tot tacamul...saracii mei parinti!&lt;br /&gt;2. Sunt foarte egoista, uneori chiar si cu persoanele dragi mie.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sunt foarte orgolioasa si nu imi place sa o spun.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sunt o persoana sensibila care tanjeste mereu dupa afectiune.&lt;br /&gt;5. Uneori, imi place sa vad faptul ca atunci cand trec pe langa ei, fur privirile unor barbati.&lt;br /&gt;6. De multe ori ma enervez foarte usor si nu imi convine nimic.&lt;br /&gt;7. Mai nou, imi place sa ma trezesc dimineata si sa imi savurez biscuitii si cana de ceai in timp ce raman inca in pat si ma uit la seriale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draga mea, sper ca ti-am satisfacut curozitatea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si acum sa vedem, incerc sa fiu si eu curioasa si transmitem mai departe acest lucru. Sa vedem despre ce secrete ne va vorbi: &lt;a href="http://lost-inside-coco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ella&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://xchroniclesloaded.blogspot.com/"&gt;X.&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://rainychocoffee.wordpress.com/"&gt;ANM&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="http://micutza-balerina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sophia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-6865559660953453036?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/6865559660953453036/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/02/secrete.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6865559660953453036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6865559660953453036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/02/secrete.html' title='Secrete'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-544302472876035463</id><published>2011-02-04T11:09:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:28:35.742+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nepasare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urlete de durere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ieri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indiferenta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruzime'/><title type='text'>Indiferenta</title><content type='html'>Ieri dupa examen am mers la o cafea cu o colega si am stat noi la povesti aproape 3 ore. Am povestit de multe chestii, am ras bine, dar m-a scocat un lucru pe care mi l-a povestit. Mi-a povestit ca era la facultate in Timisoara(cand a facut prima facultate pentru ca acum e la a doua facultate) si a iesit din camin pana la magazin, cand s-a intors de la magazin, a auzit in spatele ei niste pasi care se grabeau tot mai tare sa o ajunga si la un momendat s-a trezit cu o mana la gat si una pe abdomen. Mi-a povestit ca pana atunci nu credea ca putea urla asa de tare. De la caminul unde statea si pana la magazin nu faceai mai mult de trei minute, iar cand s-a intors era foarte aproape de camin. A inceput sa urle in speranta ca va veni pazinicul de la camin sa ii in sara in ajutor...dar nu a venit nimeni. Asta a trantit-o cu capul de perete, a lovit-o, ea nu s-a lasat si la un momendat, uitandu-se inspre camin, a vazut multe fete care stateau la geam si se uitau la ea, dar niciuna nu  a facut nimic, niciuna nu a incercat sa o ajute cumva. A avut un noroc chior cu tocurile pe care le avea in picioare, pentru ca l-a lovit pe individ cu un toc direct in genunchi si el a cazut in genunchi.&lt;br /&gt;Stau acum si ma gandesc cum poti sa dai dovada de atata indiferenta si cruzime? Sa stai efectiv sa te uiti la cel care este atacat pe strada si sa nu faci nimic, sa nu incerci sa il ajuti cumva, chiar prin simplu fapt de a chema politia...dar nu, tu preferi sa stai sa te uiti ca sa vezi deznodamantul! Stau sa ma gandesc uneori ca incet incet ne transformam in animale. Desi poate de multe ori si animale e prea mult spus, pentru ca si animalele se ajuta intre ele. Inteleg ca e un strain pentru tine persoana care e atacata, dar cum poti ca om, sa treci prin acel loc, sa intorci capul in cealalta parte si sa mergi mai departe prefacandu-te ca nu s-a intamplat nimic si ca nu ai vazut nimic? Nu iti vine in gand faptul ca puteai sa faci ceva pentru acea persoana si nu ai facut-o? Sau nu te intrebi apoi oare ce s-a intamplat acolo si ce s-ar fi intamplat daca ai fi depus un minim efort ca sa o ajuti?&lt;br /&gt;Chiar asa de greu e sa ajuti un om intr-un moment atat de greu si de ingrozitor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-544302472876035463?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/544302472876035463/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/02/indiferenta.html#comment-form' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/544302472876035463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/544302472876035463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/02/indiferenta.html' title='Indiferenta'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-4614824026093969509</id><published>2011-02-02T15:29:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:35:55.572+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m-am saturat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idei preconcepute'/><title type='text'>M-am saturat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TUldknuDGJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/lOfnciJo54Y/s1600/it_is_enought_to_cry_by_drunkenmadvampire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TUldknuDGJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/lOfnciJo54Y/s320/it_is_enought_to_cry_by_drunkenmadvampire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569085297939126418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat de toate ideile astea preconcepute. M-am saturat ca toti oamenii sa fie foarte priceputi in toate si sa considere ca doar ei stiu adevarul si altceva nu mai conteaza. M-am saturat de simpla parere ca, daca esti copilul meu, eu stiu ce e mai bine pentru tine si incerc sa te protejez. Dar de unde stiu ei asta? Au un filling datorita dragostei pe care mi-o poarta? Dar daca ce cred ei ca e bine pentru mine se dovedeste sa fie total gresit? Daca ce ei considera ca e bine pentru mine imi face pe de o parte rau sau imi creeaza o stare de naplacere? M-am saturat sa ma lupt cu morile de vant si sa incerc in zadar sa explic de ce vreau sa fac anumite lucruri care imi plac cu o anumita persoana si nu cu altele. Degeaba stau si explic ca vreau sa ma duc cu cineva anume undeva si nu cu o loaza de lume, m-am saturat sa explic ca am nevoie de anumite momente in care sa fiu doar eu cu el si ca acele momente nu mi le m-ai poate oferi nimeni. M-am saturat sa incerc sa tot explic ca am crescut, ca am nevoie sa fac alte lucruri total diferite fata de cele pe care le faceam la 5 ani sau la 10 ani. Uneori as vrea sa uit de toate, sa nu ma mai intereseze ce zic ei si sa fiu fiica aia razvratita care face tot ce ii vine in cap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-4614824026093969509?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/4614824026093969509/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/02/m-am-saturat.html#comment-form' title='24 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4614824026093969509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4614824026093969509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/02/m-am-saturat.html' title='M-am saturat'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TUldknuDGJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/lOfnciJo54Y/s72-c/it_is_enought_to_cry_by_drunkenmadvampire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-588216106120771420</id><published>2011-02-01T10:56:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T11:07:17.427+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fericita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sesiune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multumita de mine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proiect'/><title type='text'>Buna dimineata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TUfMx8ZWNgI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IJcyme0bW4Q/s1600/proiecte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TUfMx8ZWNgI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IJcyme0bW4Q/s320/proiecte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568644622665004546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buna dimineata.&lt;br /&gt;As mai fi vrut sa dorm sau sa lenevesc in pat, dar nu se poate...in schimb m-am trezit foarte bine dispusa si cred ca nimeni nu are cum sa imi strice ziua. De ce? Pentru simplu fapt ca sunt foarte fericita si foarte multumita in acelasi timp de mine insumi. Pentru ca aseara mi-am dat seama ca, chiar fac ceea ce imi doream de ani de zile sa fac si ceea ce imi doresc sa fac in viitor si ca mi se si potriveste.&lt;br /&gt;De unde aceasta concluzie? De la examenul de aseara cu care m-am stresat toata saptamana trecuta si am inceput sa ma pregatesc pentru el inca din vacanta pentru ca aveam de facut un proiect, un studiu experimental, dar as putea sa il numesc si un mini experiment, in care, pornind de la o ipoteza, trebuia sa il elaborezi astfel incat sa obtii anumite rezultate, pe baza a ceea ce ni s-a predat la curs. Dar e destul de greu cand teoria e per general si tu trebuie sa iti dai seama cum sa formulezi ipoteza, apoi ce variabile ai, sa iti gasesti subiectii, sa vezi ce trebuie sa faci, ma refer la procedura, sa intocmesti chiar si un chestionar daca este nevoie, apoi sa faci calcule... ca eu cand le-am vazut la curs chiar am stat sa ma gandesc ca de aproape 5ani de zile fug de matematica si uite unde am ajuns! Apoi pe baza rezultatelor trebuie sa faci tot felul de grafice si asa mai departe. In orice caz a fost mult de lucru la el, ca sa nu mai vorbim de teoria pentru proiect care nu trebuia sa fie foarte multa, dar sa nici nu depaseasca mai mult de 4 pagini si sa fie si din 5 surse. Pentru mine a fost ceva nou, nefacand asa ceva in liceu si destul de greu. Dar in final totul a iesit cu bine si munca mi-a fost recompensata peste masura. Deci in concluzie, a meritat tot efortul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-588216106120771420?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/588216106120771420/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/02/buna-dimineata.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/588216106120771420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/588216106120771420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/02/buna-dimineata.html' title='Buna dimineata'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TUfMx8ZWNgI/AAAAAAAAAfU/IJcyme0bW4Q/s72-c/proiecte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8362333763535050825</id><published>2011-01-27T11:17:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T11:30:20.321+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sesiune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cadouri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seara de ajun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craciun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revelion'/><title type='text'>Au trecut atat de repede</title><content type='html'>Avand in vedere ca nu am mai postat nimic dinainte de Craciun, ar cam trebui sa incep cu inceputul. Craciunul acesta am fost doar noi doi acasa, iar anul acesta mi-am facut ca sa ii spun asa, mai mult datoria si casa a fost mult mai impodobita! Am avut parte de niste zile foarte frumoase de care chiar aveam nevoie, chiar aveam nevoie sa fim doar noi...dar din pacate zilele au trecut prea repede. In seara de ajun trebuia sa ne dam cadourile pe care le-am pus sub brad de cum am ajuns la el, dar am fost prea curioasa deoarece cadoul meu era prea frumos in exterior, asa ca ni le-am dat mai repede. Eu am primit poate ceea ce  vroiam de foarte mult timp...e la mine pe deget. A venit apoi iar revelionul care a fost foarte linistit, nimic iesit din comun, la niste prieteni acasa, noi si ei si uite-asa toate sarbatorile de iarna au trecut de parca zici ca nici n-au fost si cand te gandesti cat de mult se pregateste lumea pentru ele....&lt;br /&gt;Acum timpul trece destul de repede si parca nu imi ajunge ca sa fac tot ce am de facut, adica sa si invat si sa si fac proiecte. A inceput sesiunea, in care pot sa spun ca am intrat cu dreptul. Mai am inca 4 examene si apoi din nou vacanta. Nu stiu ce as mai putea sa va povestesc pentru ca momentan la mine in cap nu e decat o harababura totala despre Platon, Aristotel, Hipocrate, Jung, Freud, Rene Descartes si multi altii....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-8362333763535050825?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8362333763535050825/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/01/au-trecut-atat-de-repede.html#comment-form' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8362333763535050825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8362333763535050825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2011/01/au-trecut-atat-de-repede.html' title='Au trecut atat de repede'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-4091964720601689461</id><published>2010-12-23T19:12:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T19:23:54.097+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarbatoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craciun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iarna'/><title type='text'>Craciunul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TROC-10Rh3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/A9J_x3BTv38/s1600/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TROC-10Rh3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/A9J_x3BTv38/s320/christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553926781587785586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sa profit de faptul ca maine este ziua in care se vor mai face ultimele pregatiri, deoarece maine seara este Ajunul Craciunului si am sa fac astazi toate urarile!&lt;br /&gt;Am sa imi cer inainte scuze pentru absenta de care am dat dovata in ultimul timp.&lt;br /&gt;Totul in jurul nostru e extraordinar de frumos. Bradul care straluceste, fiind incarcat cu cele mai frumoase podoabe, mirosul imbietor al bunatatilor care deja se pregatesc. Ador sa ma p;imb seara prin oras si sa vad cum tot orasul s-a imbracat de sarbatoare. Maine seara este o seara foarte frumoasa, pentru mine cel putin. De cele mai multe ori, in seara de Ajun eram la bunici. Imi placea foarte mult sa fiu acolo pentru ca inca se mai pastrau anumite obiceiuri si traditii de Craciun. Acum din pacate, se pierd incet incet. Craciun acesta am sa mi-l petrec din nou cu el, doar noi doi...cateva zile linistite, in jurul bradului, inconjurati de cadouri! Singurul lucru care mai lipseste este zapada!&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa va urez tuturor celor care mi-ati citit randurile pe care le-am scris sa aveti parte de un Craciun cat mai linistit si cat mai frumos alaturi de cei dragi, sa reusiti sa fiti impreuna cu cei pe car&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TROEPZKbfBI/AAAAAAAAAfI/AbFHkFDDpZU/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TROEPZKbfBI/AAAAAAAAAfI/AbFHkFDDpZU/s200/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553928165465488402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e ii iubiti...practic sa aveti parte de niste clipe minunate in zilele acestei frumoase sarbatori si chiar daca va suna naiv, am sa va urez si sa va aduca Mosul, tot ceea ce va doriti. E normal ca nu mai credem in Mos Craciun, dar de multe ori ma prefac si cred si imi aduc aminte de acele clipe in care asteptam emotionata sa vina seara mult asteptata si sa vad daca a meritat sa fiu cuminte tot anul.&lt;br /&gt;Craciun fericit!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-4091964720601689461?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/4091964720601689461/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/12/craciunul.html#comment-form' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4091964720601689461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4091964720601689461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/12/craciunul.html' title='Craciunul'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TROC-10Rh3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/A9J_x3BTv38/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-4473757228968134811</id><published>2010-11-22T19:17:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:24:57.575+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nunta'/><title type='text'>O "comedie" de nunta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmPFoJA3I/AAAAAAAAAeY/Lrvt5aHt-Uw/s1600/60457736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmPFoJA3I/AAAAAAAAAeY/Lrvt5aHt-Uw/s320/60457736.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542425069571605362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cate ori nu ai visat la nunta perfecta? Atunci cand totul ar trebui  sa fie ca la carte. Dar cum nu totul in viata este previzibil, poti avea  parte si de momente cel putin…inedite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fie obositi, fie deja cu gandul la alte cuceriri sau pregatiti sa fuga  de la propria nunta…aparatul de fotografiat nu a ratat momentul.&lt;br /&gt;sursa:protv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmf1emxMI/AAAAAAAAAeo/iPe7dzSwTJI/s1600/60457739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmf1emxMI/AAAAAAAAAeo/iPe7dzSwTJI/s320/60457739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542425357294421186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmYjTIukI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ptHCLUAHTbQ/s1600/60457738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmYjTIukI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ptHCLUAHTbQ/s320/60457738.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542425232155392578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmwFCoCPI/AAAAAAAAAe4/oOrJm3YJA6s/s1600/60457741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmwFCoCPI/AAAAAAAAAe4/oOrJm3YJA6s/s320/60457741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542425636349937906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmq5WKIcI/AAAAAAAAAew/OTHPEuO2_N8/s1600/60457740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmq5WKIcI/AAAAAAAAAew/OTHPEuO2_N8/s320/60457740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542425547311292866" 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/7886770968879737705-4473757228968134811?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/4473757228968134811/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-comedie-de-nunta.html#comment-form' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4473757228968134811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4473757228968134811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-comedie-de-nunta.html' title='O &quot;comedie&quot; de nunta'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOqmPFoJA3I/AAAAAAAAAeY/Lrvt5aHt-Uw/s72-c/60457736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8789777201023467188</id><published>2010-11-18T10:34:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T10:41:16.075+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adrian Paunescu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adolescenta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poezie'/><title type='text'>Adolescenta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Vint dumbravi si optsprezece ani&lt;br /&gt;Strada cu salcimi si cu castani&lt;br /&gt;Primavara-n balta renascuta,&lt;br /&gt;Zile ce amintirea le saruta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;R. Pe nisipul plajelor de aur&lt;br /&gt;Soarele ne-a intins cununi de laur&lt;br /&gt;Fata mea de Dunare si soapte&lt;br /&gt;Fata mea cu par de miazanoapte.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fata, mijloc de viorica&lt;br /&gt;Unde-i casa noastra de latina&lt;br /&gt;Mizgalita printre ablative&lt;br /&gt;Cu distihuri schioape si naive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se arcuiau prin salcii catedrale&lt;br /&gt;Luntrea noastra se pierdea agale&lt;br /&gt;Într-o þara de tacere si stuh&lt;br /&gt;Gindul disparu si din vazduh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sarutarea noastra calda si invoalta&lt;br /&gt;Avea gustul merelor de balta&lt;br /&gt;Dulce, sangerata si amaruie&lt;br /&gt;Ani au fost ce din strafunduri suie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu, acestea nu se pot uita usor&lt;br /&gt;Niciodata nu se sting, nu mai mor&lt;br /&gt;Hei, dumbravi de vise si castani&lt;br /&gt;Vint, nisip si optsprezece ani.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adrian Paunescu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adolescenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-8789777201023467188?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8789777201023467188/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/11/adolescenta.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8789777201023467188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8789777201023467188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/11/adolescenta.html' title='Adolescenta'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-7127411483544500759</id><published>2010-11-14T20:42:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T20:46:29.469+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilarie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adrian Paunescu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poezie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOAuTnHkXsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eQ7AKxUmb7A/s1600/3654247153_6468ec0037_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOAuTnHkXsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eQ7AKxUmb7A/s320/3654247153_6468ec0037_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539478456118828738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pune-ţi, copile, capul pe pernă,&lt;br /&gt;Te-asteaptă vise, prunc adormit,&lt;br /&gt;În vise viaţa este eternă,&lt;br /&gt;Cu ceruri blânde şi fără sfârşit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce ştii tu-n lume câte se-ntâmplă,&lt;br /&gt;Nici nu e bine tu să le şti,&lt;br /&gt;Lumea-ngenunche la a ta tâmplă,&lt;br /&gt;Şi, lângă tine suflet, cor de copii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astăzi, copile, eu îţi dau pâine,&lt;br /&gt;Tu pâinea asta o muşti firesc,&lt;br /&gt;Ce-ţi dau eu astăzi tu-mi vei da mâine,&lt;br /&gt;Eu, legănându-te, îmbătrânesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trupul tau fraged ca un mesteacăn&lt;br /&gt;Să se îndoaie galeş în somn,&lt;br /&gt;Ca să creşti mare, plâng şi te leagan,&lt;br /&gt;Copile dulce, prea tinere domn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La geam lumina lunii ţi-o scapăr&lt;br /&gt;Luminii tale să-i dau ecou,&lt;br /&gt;Dormi, fericitule, că eu te apăr,&lt;br /&gt;Că eu în tine mă nasc din nou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capu-l pe perna pune-l, copile,&lt;br /&gt;Totul e bine, ai tai sunt vii&lt;br /&gt;Şi mai au viaţă şi mai au zile,&lt;br /&gt;Să crezi că pururea ei vor trăi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama şi tata ţie-ţi vor face&lt;br /&gt;Leagăn de stele şi de ninsori,&lt;br /&gt;Să-ţi fie bine, să dormi în pace,&lt;br /&gt;Să ai lumina la ursitori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pune-ţi, copile, capul pe pernă,&lt;br /&gt;Dormi şi viseaza bunul tău vis,&lt;br /&gt;Că-n vise viaţa este eternă,&lt;br /&gt;Visul e lumea ce eu ţi-am promis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat de rachită mirositoare,&lt;br /&gt;Leagăn albastru şi-ncondeiat,&lt;br /&gt;Pentru copilul care răsare&lt;br /&gt;Şi-ai cărui ochi ritmul lumii îl bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama te leagană, veghează tata,&lt;br /&gt;Somnul ţi-l apară ochi părinteşti,&lt;br /&gt;Dormi şi visează că lumea-i gata&lt;br /&gt;Şi te asteaptă numai să creşti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mie-mi trec anii, ţie-ţi vin anii,&lt;br /&gt;Poate că mâine îţi va fi greu,&lt;br /&gt;S-accepti ca astăzi eu ţi-am spus nani,&lt;br /&gt;Dar nani-nani, frumosul meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Leagăn pentru toată copilăria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adrian Paunescu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-7127411483544500759?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/7127411483544500759/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/11/pune-ti-copile-capul-pe-perna-te.html#comment-form' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7127411483544500759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7127411483544500759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/11/pune-ti-copile-capul-pe-perna-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TOAuTnHkXsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eQ7AKxUmb7A/s72-c/3654247153_6468ec0037_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-1638494817488936664</id><published>2010-11-05T07:58:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T19:28:39.539+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa din nou'/><title type='text'>leapsa</title><content type='html'>Ar cam trebui sa ma apuc de treaba deoarece am primit o leapsa de la &lt;a href="http://cris-buli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Sunshine&lt;/a&gt; pe care trebuie sa o onorez. Regulile sunt simple: sunt cateva intrebari la care trebuie sa raspundeti si apoi trebuie sa dati leapsa mai departe la cel putin 8 persoane din lista voastra. Fiecare trebuie să specifice prin nume şi link  autorul de la care a primit leapşa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La unele întrebări trebuie gândit la modul ¨Prin Absurd¨. Răspunzând la  ele nu se va inţelege că aţi fost/sunteţi/trăiţi acele experienţe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Esti intr-o situatie unde drepturile individului nu exista. trebuie sa alegi intre Umilinta si Bataie. Tu ce alegi si de ce?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am fost pusa niciodata intr-o astfel de situatie. Bataia nu rezolva nimic, poate eventual pe moment pentru ca dupa ce persoana e batuta nu mai poate face mare lucru, de frica sau pentru ca bataia a fost prea dura. Cred ca umilinta e o metoda mai buna decat bataia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. 3+4= 5 este posibil?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca privim acest raspuns din punct de vedere matematic, clar nu este posibil, matematica fiind o stiinta exacta si in cazuri foarte rare se accepta mai multe raspunsuri. Daca privim din alta perspectiva, cand orice lucru este posibil si se poate, atunci s-ar putea sa fie posibil. Dar fiind vorba de cifre, deci ma duc cu gandul la matematica, am sa spun ca nu este posibil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Daca cineva maine iti pune pe masa 1 milion de euro si iti spune sa omori pe cel mai bun prieten/a, ai face-o?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clar nu desi poate pe moment oricare dintre noi ar fi tentat sa o faca mai ales daca trece printr-o situatie mai dificila.  Nu as face acest lucru nu doar pentru ca este vorba de cea mai buna prietena a mea, nu l-as face de loc, indiferent de cine ar fi vorba. Cine sunt eu ca sa am dreptul sa iau viata cuiva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Spui intotdeauna adevarul?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu are niciun sens sa ne ascundem dupa un deget si sa sustinem ca tot timpul spunem adevarul pentru ca fiecare dintre noi, chiar si oameni maturi fiind, constransi de unele situatii putem ajunge sa nu spunem adevarul. Si tot minciuna se numeste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Esti la un pas sa iti realizezi cel mai mare vis al tau. Pentru a   reusi trebuie sa faci un compromis pe care in mod normal nu l-ai face.  De retinut e ca de nu faci acel compromis s-a zis cu visul tau pentru   todeauna. Ce faci?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De obicei atunci cand imi doresc ceva merg pana la capat ca sa obtin acel lucru la care visez. Poate as accepta sa fac un compromis, dar depinde ce compromis. Poate doar voi lasa sa se vada ca voi accepta acel compromis si intre timp voi cauta o cale de mijloc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Ai inselat, furat vreodata?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De inselat cred ca am inselat o singura data pentru ca deja nu mai imi pasa daca relatia mea cu persoana cu care eram mai continua sau nu. De furat...se pune si faptul ca ii luam verisorului meu ciocolatele de pe masa si ma ascundeam sa le mananc eu?:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Ce parere ai despre zicala: "Creeaza-i unui om DORINTA si se va fute pe ele principii, vise, etc"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In mare parte cred ca zicala este adevarata, pentru ca oameni fiind, atunci cand dorinta intervine, de cele mai multe ori nu mai esti rational si faci orice pentru a-ti indeplini dorinta, iar de multe ori pe acest drum, din pacate, principiile sunt cele mai putin importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Ti s-a facut vreodata o observatie negativa in pat? Daca da care a fost aceasta.&lt;/div&gt;Cred ca deja intrebarea aceasta iese din sfera intereselor noastre dar totusi am sa raspund. Nu mi s-a facut niciodata observatie in pat si asta pentru ca, cu timpul am invatat ca acolo trebuie sa fii lipsit de pudism si sa lasi sentimentele sa vorbeasca pentru tine. Restul vine de la sine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Esti in situatia de a decide intr-o situatie fara iesire. Trebuie  sa  ordoni moartea a unui milion de oameni pentru a salva alti 5  miliarde. Daca nu-i sacrifici pe cei 1 milion , atunci vor muri toti.  Care e  decizia ta?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca oricare om, cu capul pe umeri si cu mintea limpede ar decide sa salveze cele 5 miliarde de oameni prin sacrificarea unui milion. Cam asta ar fi si decizia mea. Nu stiu cum s-ar mai pune problema daca in acel 1 milion de oameni care ar trebui sacrificati s-ar afla persoane dragi mie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;e aplicatie/formula matematica ne poate da raspunsul =123456789 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Deja aici m-ai pierdut total!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 11. Pentru ce suma ti-ai inchiria timp de o saptamana partenera/ul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Il iubesc enorm de mult si nimic din lume nu ar compensa prezenta lui langa mine. In eventualitatea in care nu l-as mai iubi, as pune punct relatie.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Daca nu ai avea ce manca ai da in cap cuiva?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Disperarea e mare mai ales atunci cand intervine foamea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Cand ai facut ultima oara sex si cu cine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Hopa, iar ajungem la chestii mult prea personale si nu vad pe cine ar putea interesa asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 14. Iti prinzi partenerul in pat cu o alta persoana in timpul actului sexual. Cum reactionezi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Avand in vedere ca sunt prea sensibila, nu cred ca as putea sa spun ceva in acele momente si poate e mai bine asa. Cred ca as pleca fara sa spun nimic, pentru ca indiferenta doare cel mai tare, dar m-as asigura inainte sa ma vada, ca sa stie ca am fost acolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. Daca ai fi Dumnezeu pentru o zi care ar primele 7 lucruri pe care le-ai face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Sincer nu m-am gandit niciodata la asa ceva. Daca stam sa ne uitam in jur, gasim destule lucruri pe care le-am schimba, dar cum nu avem acea putere, nu cred ca are rost sa ma pun acum sa ma gandesc pentru ca oricum nu ar ajuta cu nimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Dai bani la cersatori?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Unii chiar ma impresioneaza, altii deloc.  Ma impresioneaza destul de mult batranii, desi de multe ori, dupa ce le dau banii, stau sa ma gandesc daca am facut bine sau nu, pentru ca majoritatea dau o fuga la magazin si isi cumpara tigari sau alcool, in loc sa isi cumpere mancare. Daca stam sa facem un calcul simplu, sa ne gandim ca daca tot al 5-lea om care trece pe langa un cersetor in decusul unei zile ii aranca cativa banuti, intr-o zi, isi strange destui banuti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Maine e sfarsitul lumii. Ai 24 de ore la dipozitie. Ce ai face in aceste 24 de ore?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincer nici la asta nu m-a gandit pentru ca nu imi place sa ma gandesc la astfel de lucruri, gen sfarsitul lumii sau moartea. Cand o sa vina o sa vina si gata. Oricum atunci cand o sa vina nu o sa te anunte nimeni, deci nu vei sti ca mai ai doar 24 de ore de trait ca sa poti sa faci lucruri pe care nu le-ai facut. Trebuie sa profitam de viata noastra si asta nu pentru ca ar veni sfarsitul lumii ci pentru a nu o irosi pentru ca timpul nu mai vine inapoi, oricat de mult ne-am dori asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Esti intr-o celula de 2/2 cu inca un partener de 10 ani. In tot   acest timp ai fost pus/a la cele mai groaznice chinuri posibile. Intr-o   zi ti se ofera posibilitatea de a scapa toate acestea. Trebuie doar  sa-i  oferi cele mai goznice chinuri colegului de celula timp de 2 ani.  Ce  alegi? Sa te chinuie in continuare sau sa-l chinui tu pe colegul de   celula?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Din moment ce am ajuns acolo inseamna ca am facut ceva ce nu trebuia. Nu cred ca as fi capabila sa ii las sa chinuie un copil ca eu sa imi recapat libertatea. Desi mai nou, in zilele noastre, fiecare lupta doar pentru el si nu se mai uita deloc in jur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Intr-o zi te suna cineva si iti spune ca stie cel mai groaznic   secret al tau. Daca nu-i dai ce si cat vrea va spune tuturor. Daca s-ar   afla, acel secret ar distruge tot ce ai cladit, ai pierde totul. Ce vei   face in continuare?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am facut nimic in viata mea de care sa imi fie rusine daca s-ar afla. A da, am gresit si eu ca toti de altfel, dar nu imi e rusine de absolut nimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. O parere personala obiectiva despre autorul care ti-a trimis leapsa. minim  50 de caractere.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Sunshine...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;este o persoana foarte speciala, draguta, mereu dispusa sa ofere un sfat cu tot dragul, o persoana foarte talentata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa merge mai departe la &lt;a href="http://sentimenteprofunde.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ali&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://sentimenteprofunde.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://anelises.blogspot.com/"&gt;anelise&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://numefarastea.blogspot.com/"&gt; calator spre infinit&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://suntroua-clopotel.blogspot.com/"&gt;clopotel&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://micul-filozof.blogspot.com/"&gt;Iustinel&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://iuliamaftei.blogspot.com/"&gt;iulia&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://31bibi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ale&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://kid4ever-printreganduri.blogspot.com/"&gt;kid4ever&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://stele-cazatoare.blogspot.com/"&gt;mishi&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://e-ulala.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maemi&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://lumina-inamurg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dara&lt;/a&gt;  si &lt;a href="http://lost-inside-coco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coco&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-1638494817488936664?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/1638494817488936664/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/11/leapsa.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1638494817488936664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1638494817488936664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/11/leapsa.html' title='leapsa'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3292159775500254491</id><published>2010-11-03T07:35:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T07:52:50.856+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seminar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diferenta dintre barbati si femei'/><title type='text'>Neuro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND3sGcxQEI/AAAAAAAAAdw/X1QL12aH3no/s1600/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND3sGcxQEI/AAAAAAAAAdw/X1QL12aH3no/s320/image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535196279055925314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND3Gj4Nv4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/8EtRANWP4VE/s1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND3Gj4Nv4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/8EtRANWP4VE/s320/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535195634120638338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La seminar la neuro, proful a incercat sa faca o ora mai interactiva si am vorbit despre diferentele dintre barbati si femei deoarece demult, atunci cand psihologie a inceput sa capete contur in Grecia Antica, filozofii considerau ca barbatii au creierul mai mare decat femeile si ca pe masura ce omenirea va evolua, capul barbatilor va fi tot mai mare si asta din cauza creierului. Cam asta a fost baza discutiei. Ni-a pus diverse filmulete, ni-a aratat tot felul de poze comice si apoi au inceput discutiile. Dar avand in vedere ca avem 2 baieti in grupa, cu proful 3 va dati seama ce a iesit. Aseara dupa ce am ajuns aca&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND4RyWm0bI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9DYlOzNskfw/s1600/image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND4RyWm0bI/AAAAAAAAAeA/9DYlOzNskfw/s320/image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535196926496395698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sa am primit pe mail cateva poze pe care ni le-a &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND4DILwEkI/AAAAAAAAAd4/j4-4-glH3Bc/s1600/image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND4DILwEkI/AAAAAAAAAd4/j4-4-glH3Bc/s320/image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535196674658406978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND3bq_swNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/9ALD_yOhRpA/s1600/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND3bq_swNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/9ALD_yOhRpA/s320/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535195996808331474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aratat proful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3292159775500254491?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3292159775500254491/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/11/neuro.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3292159775500254491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3292159775500254491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/11/neuro.html' title='Neuro'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TND3sGcxQEI/AAAAAAAAAdw/X1QL12aH3no/s72-c/image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8461433582795919836</id><published>2010-10-28T07:49:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:11:34.818+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barbati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='femei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superioritatea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de ce?'/><title type='text'>Abuzurile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMkEs4F-xBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hueeKBAp200/s1600/violenta+in+fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMkEs4F-xBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hueeKBAp200/s320/violenta+in+fam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532958786219590674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce unii barbati care sunt implicati intr-o relatie se simt bine doar atunci cand femeia de langa ei stie foarte bine si a inteles destul de bine faptul ca el ii este superior si ca doar el face bine, doar el stie cum trebuie facut un anumit lucru? De ce atunci cand vorbeste cu partenera sa de viata ii vorbeste cu un aer de superioritate, iar ea sta si indura chiar daca stie foarte bine ceea ce vrea sa faca? De ce tot mai multe femei tac in fata barbatului de langa ele de frica lui deoarece acesta obisnuieste sa mai si ridice cate o palma atunci cand nu ii convine un anumit lucru?&lt;br /&gt;Tot mai des intalnim astfel de femei care au astfel de relatii si care cu timpul sustin ca s-au obisnuitt, desi inainte cu catva timp iti spuneau ca le este foarte greu, dar nu pot iesi dintr-o relatie de acest fel. Astfel aceste femei se obisjnuiesc cu timpul sa aiba astfel de barbati langa ele si ajung chiar sa li se para normal sa fie abuzate. La inceput nu intleg de ce li se intampla acest lucru si pe masura ce trece timpul au impresia ca barbatul de langa ele le iubeste prea mult si poate mai este si putin gelos ca s-a uitat vecinul la sotia lui si de aceea face astfel de lucruri. Cand intr-un final, relatia se termina cumva, se plictiseste el de ea, reuseste ea sa iasa ca nu mai poate dar a indurat ani de zile, femeia cel mai probabil va cauta o alta relatie din mai multe motive. Daca gaseste un barbat total opus celui de dinainte, care o va respecta, va avea grija de ea, va fi tandru, se va purta foarte fru&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMkExvwnKrI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xEz0tGxyU8g/s1600/news-20091026-02360423-1183784052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMkExvwnKrI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xEz0tGxyU8g/s320/news-20091026-02360423-1183784052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532958869881825970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mos cu ea, o va pretui, va avea incredere in ea, nu va fi gelos, ii va accepta parerea, la inceput i se va parea foarte bine si va fi chiar bucuroasa ca are un astfel de barbat langa ea, se va simti bine, dar cu timpul va ajunge sa isi puna semne de intrebare si asta datorita abuzurilor din relatia anterioara. Va ajunge chiar sa se gandeaca ca, din moment ce acest barbat nu este gelos si nu o mai bate macar din cand in cand inseamna ca nu o iubeste.  Si astfel, multe dintre ele incearca sa se intoarca langa barbatul care le abuza crezand ca acolo e bine si dragostea e mare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-8461433582795919836?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8461433582795919836/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/abuzurile.html#comment-form' title='24 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8461433582795919836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8461433582795919836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/abuzurile.html' title='Abuzurile'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMkEs4F-xBI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hueeKBAp200/s72-c/violenta+in+fam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3443924759592655767</id><published>2010-10-25T08:04:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T08:11:57.240+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilarie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desene animate'/><title type='text'>Cartoons</title><content type='html'>Va mai aduceti aminte?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMUQTRfKh-I/AAAAAAAAAcA/qWU3qPrMKKY/s1600/cartoons010ky1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMUP9fTOqlI/AAAAAAAAAbw/d5EzUD9ClCQ/s200/cartoons003ou7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531845266343111250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMUQiuxIObI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/D3sbnoy81Wo/s1600/Cartoons__003363_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMUQiuxIObI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/D3sbnoy81Wo/s200/Cartoons__003363_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531845906150209970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMUQw8TBmGI/AAAAAAAAAcg/IhSVqV4TEv0/s1600/Dexters-Lab-tv-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMUQw8TBmGI/AAAAAAAAAcg/IhSVqV4TEv0/s200/Dexters-Lab-tv-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531846150300211298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMUQqeZQLuI/AAAAAAAAAcY/T5Fr7re1nEM/s1600/cow-and-chicken-cartoons.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMURIhtzG-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/BHF2Rma7ieo/s200/other_cartoons_14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531846555481611234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMURU_KIOjI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ZUXzHqmvjbg/s1600/winnie_the_pooh,_cartoons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMURU_KIOjI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ZUXzHqmvjbg/s200/winnie_the_pooh,_cartoons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531846769543494194" 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/7886770968879737705-3443924759592655767?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3443924759592655767/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/cartoons.html#comment-form' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3443924759592655767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3443924759592655767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/cartoons.html' title='Cartoons'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TMUQTRfKh-I/AAAAAAAAAcA/qWU3qPrMKKY/s72-c/cartoons010ky1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3757848841401650692</id><published>2010-10-19T07:57:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T08:07:44.545+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parinti'/><title type='text'>Parintii</title><content type='html'>Stau uneori si ma intreb pentru ce mama naibii ti-a trebuit un copil sau mai multi, dupa ce te-ai casatarit, copil pe care sa il stresezi zi de zi...caruia ii explici tot timpul de pe un picior de superioritate...caruia nu ii permiti sa isi spuna parerea pentru ca este copil si prostut si doar tu ca parinte ai dreptate si  stii ce ce bine...cand nu iti convine nimic din ceea ce copilul tau face...cand tot timpul copilul tau e de vina pentru ca e mai simplu decat tu ca parinte sa recunosti ca ai gresit. Lucrurile astea se mai intampla cateodata, dar deja cand se intampla tot timpul, ceva nu e bine. De ce ca parinte, dupa ce copilul tau face o greseala foarte mare, cu urmari multe si nu tocmai placute, dar el isi da seama ca a gresit, de ce de fiecare data cand ai ocazia ii faci doar reprosuri? Parintii chiar nu isi dau seama ca prin astfel de comportament nu fac altceva decat sa isi indeparteze incet incet copiii? Poate ca multi dintre acesti parinti isi vor da seama la un momendat, dar oare nu va fi prea tarziu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3757848841401650692?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3757848841401650692/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/parintii.html#comment-form' title='37 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3757848841401650692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3757848841401650692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/parintii.html' title='Parintii'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-9153910190278529421</id><published>2010-10-17T12:04:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T12:08:44.562+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitzi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bendeac'/><title type='text'>Pitipoancele se fucking bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title"&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="long-title" dir="ltr" title="Mihai Bendeac Feat. Big Gaby - Pitipoancele se Fucking Bad Official Video HD"&gt;Mihai Bendeac Feat. Big Gaby - Pitipoancele se Fucking Bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="210"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/97RYBG936Jw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ro_RO&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/97RYBG936Jw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=ro_RO&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-9153910190278529421?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/9153910190278529421/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/pitipoancele-se-fucking-bad.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/9153910190278529421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/9153910190278529421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/pitipoancele-se-fucking-bad.html' title='Pitipoancele se fucking bad'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-4989870885689160402</id><published>2010-10-15T15:40:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:59:18.966+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epistemologie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotografie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prezenta'/><title type='text'>Epistemologie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TLhOs7KG8UI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NurBxeNIeD8/s1600/14oct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TLhOs7KG8UI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NurBxeNIeD8/s400/14oct.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528255076298584386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ieri a fost o zi plina la facultate. Am mers pe ora 10 si am avut cursuri pana seara la ora 18. Am stat la toate, si dupa primele 2 cursuri, am avut cursul de Epistemologie, pe care jumatate dintre noi l-am ales ca si optional, dar majoritatea dintre noi nu prea am stiu cu ce se mananca. Ni s-a spus inainte de a alege cam despre ce ar fi vorba in mare, dar nu am inteles mare lucru ca sa spun asa. Teoretic, incearca sa demonstreze cat la suta din psihologie este stiinta si cat la suta nu. Eu personal l-am ales pentru ca mi-a placut mai mult de profesor, decat de celalalt, de la al doilea optional la prezentarea generala a profesorilor si (o sa radeti acum) dar suna mult mai interesant decat Introducere in sociologie.&lt;br /&gt;A venit profesorul la ora, eram deja praf toti, a inceput sa ne intrebe una alta, mai ales de ce am ales acest optional si in numar atat de mare, s-a prezentat, ni-a spus mai multe despre el, ni-am prezentat si noi si apoi a inceput sa ne explice una alta. Am facut cursul introductiv, ca sa ne dam seama de fapt cu ce se mananca Epistemologia si am ajuns la concluzia ca am facut o alegere chiar foarte buna. Profesorul este super, mai filozof asa de felul lui, preda la Filozofie. Am ramas insa socata si cu zambetul pe buze cand a spus ca acum ne vom strange toti ca sa ne faca poza, pentru ca asa se va face prezenta la el la curs. Ne va face poza la fiecare curs si la sfarsitul semestrului, la examen, va scoate toate pozele, le va aduce si fiecare dintre noi va trebui sa ii aratam in fiecare poza unde suntem. Daca nu aparem cel putin in 8 poze, nu intram in examen. Interesanta metoda. Asa nu ai cum sa rogi pe altcineva sa iti scrie numele pe foaia cu prezente atunci cand nu vii.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a placut foarte mult ce am gasit la el pe blog legat de Fotografie : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Etimologia  FOTOGRAFIEI: a scrie, a desena cu lumina [foto (φotoς, gr.) - lumină /grafie (γραφειν, gr.) - scrie, desena]. Dar a fotografia înseamnă cel puţin în aceaşi măsură a scrie sau a  desena cu întunericul. Fotografia ar putea fi atunci mărturia despre  ceea ce scapă invaziei lumii prin umbră... Astfel, la fel ca şi în cazul  altor lucruri care, cât de cât contează, fotografia este ceea ce numele  său ascunde că ar fi."      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;sursa-blogul profesorului de epistemologie. adresa o gasiti &lt;a href="http://socioumane.ro/blog/ionelcioara/"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/7886770968879737705-4989870885689160402?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/4989870885689160402/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/epistemologie.html#comment-form' title='20 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4989870885689160402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4989870885689160402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/epistemologie.html' title='Epistemologie'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TLhOs7KG8UI/AAAAAAAAAbo/NurBxeNIeD8/s72-c/14oct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-525718438218601407</id><published>2010-10-11T19:21:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:53:37.992+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='logodna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aseara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><title type='text'>Intrebarea zilei!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TLNAbxaVChI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-dt2ja-yR_I/s1600/logodna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TLNAbxaVChI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-dt2ja-yR_I/s400/logodna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526832013578144274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aseara, dupa comunicarea suprema si aici ma refer la faptul ca ai mei m-au sunat sa imi spuna ca raman in sat, le-am spus ca ma duc sa raman la al meu si dusa am fost. Imi place sa stau singura acasa, sa fiu numai eu asa din cand in cand, dar parca noaptea, sa fiu numai eu in casa, nu imi prea place, poate si din cauza faptului ca nu sunt obisnuita. Asa ca m-am imbracat repede, mi-am pus toate lucrurile de care aveam nevoie pentru ziua de azi la facultate, mi-am chemat un taxi si am plecat. Am ajuns in 15 minute, am urcat la el si el tocmai imi facea ceai cu fructe de padure, cuisoare, scortisoara...mmm, un deliciu. Mirosea asa de frumos. Am mers in sufragerie, mi-am aprins o tigara si mi-a venit ideea sa ramanem in sufragerie si sa ne uitam la un film. Zis si facut.&lt;br /&gt;Aveam chef de ceva mai linistit, mai dragut, asa ca am hotarat sa ne uitam la o comedie romantica si pentru ca nu ne venea nimic nou in minte, am decis sa ne uitam la o comedie romantica pe care am mai vazut-o si care ne-a placut foarte mult. Ne-am desfacut canapeaua, ne-am umplut canutele cu ceai fierbinte, am stins becul, ne-am pus plapumioara pe noi si ne-am uitat la "Because I said so". La sfarsitul filmului care se incheie cu o nunta, ce ma intreaba al meu..."Auzi iubi, dar noi cand ne logodim?"...fiind foarte surprinsa de intrebare, am raspuns fara sa gandesc "cand imi pui ceva pe deget" si mi-a raspuns foarte senin "bine, ai sa vezi tu!" dupa care ne-am uitat unul la celalalt, am zambit, ne-am imbratisat, ne-am sarutat  si ne-am spus unul celuilalt cat de mult ne iubim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-525718438218601407?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/525718438218601407/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/intrebarea-zilei.html#comment-form' title='22 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/525718438218601407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/525718438218601407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/intrebarea-zilei.html' title='Intrebarea zilei!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TLNAbxaVChI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-dt2ja-yR_I/s72-c/logodna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-7727289786921261185</id><published>2010-10-09T14:18:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T14:33:53.455+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studenta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drumul facultatii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curiozitate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facultate'/><title type='text'>Boboaca!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TLBSXyOoj-I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/HG75fVFgFsc/s1600/carti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TLBSXyOoj-I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/HG75fVFgFsc/s400/carti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526007311357218786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people!&lt;br /&gt;Ca proaspata studenta am sa va rog sa ma scuzati, dar saptamana asta am fost destul de ocupata. Puteam sa stau si acasa pentru ca nu s-a facut mare lucru pe la facultate, dar curiozitatea nu mi-a permis acest lucru. Asa ca incepand cu ziua de luni am luat in brate drumul facultatii pe care l-am parcurs in fiecare zi. Desi e prima saptamana care teoretic e saptamana de acomodare si profesorii nu prea fac foarte multe, primul pas a fost facut si aici ma refer la cunoastere si cateva detalii despre materia fiecaruia, cat sa starneasca interesul...detalii care pe mine cel putin, m-au facut extrem de curioasa. Am dat si o tura de cateva ore  pe la biblioteca universitatii si deja m-am ales cu cateva carti pe care am si inceput sa le citesc. Sunt carti recomandate de diversi profesori pentru diferite materii si am zis ca profit de faptul ca sunt la inceput si imi permit sa citesc cat mai mult deoarece programul inca nu e foarte aglomerat. Desi majoritatea profesorilor sunt destul de tineri, toti sunt psihologi si sunt asa de fascinata de felul lor de a fi, de a vorbi, de a se comporta. Sunt asa de nerabdatoare sa aflu cat mai multe incat abia astept saptamana urmatoare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-7727289786921261185?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/7727289786921261185/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/boboaca.html#comment-form' title='25 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7727289786921261185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7727289786921261185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/10/boboaca.html' title='Boboaca!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TLBSXyOoj-I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/HG75fVFgFsc/s72-c/carti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3973931304979840666</id><published>2010-09-28T14:26:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T14:59:10.423+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doi indragostiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pe malul marii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un el si o ea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarutari'/><title type='text'>Sarutari fierbinti pe malul marii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TKHWxl9wOKI/AAAAAAAAAbI/-0eNflacZrw/s1600/2228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TKHWxl9wOKI/AAAAAAAAAbI/-0eNflacZrw/s320/2228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521930765625997474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cei doi indragostiti s-au intalnit din nou, dar de data asta, fiecare isi dorea o intalnire mai speciala. Totul in jur parea mai special. Era o seara extrem de frumoasa, vantul adia foarte usor, iar stelele straluceau mai tare ca niciodata. El a ajuns primul, s-a asezat cat mai aproape de malul marii si o astepta cu nerabdare in timp ce asculta murmurul marii. Nu dupa mult timp a ajuns si ea. Era atat de frumoasa, incat atunci cand a vazut-o, a ramas fara cuvinte. Ochii ei albastrii erau de o frumusete rara, iar parul ei de culoarea soarelui era mangaiat incet de adierea vantului. Era asemeni unui inger pentru el. S-a apropiat cu pasi marunti de el, i-a luat incet mana intre mainile ei si in timp ce se uita timid la el, i-a spus in soapta ca i-a fost foarte dor de el. Aceste cuvinte i-au incantat auzul, a tras-o mai aproape de el, a luat-o in brate si a sarutat-o pe frunte. Tremura toata in bratele lui, dar in acelasi timp, se simtea extrem de fericita. Au ramas cateva minute imbratisati, fara a-si spune niciun cuvant, doar privindu-se unul pe celalalt cu multa atentie pana cand ea a rupt tacerea. I-a spus ca si-ar dori extrem de mul&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TKHWUqmGU3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/7eqTxm5euto/s1600/indragostiti-la-mare%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TKHWUqmGU3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/7eqTxm5euto/s320/indragostiti-la-mare%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521930268652753778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t ca aceste momente sa dureze o vesnicie. Pentru aceste vorbe extrem de frumoase rostite cu sufletul deschis, el i-a oferit un sarut tandru, venit din adancul sufletului sau si incarcat cu toata dragostea sa. Tacerea s-a asternut din nou. El nu se putea satura sa o priveasca. O privea neincetat si tot nu ii era de-ajuns. Se intelegeau doar din priviri, iar de multe ori cuvintele erau de prisos. Dar printre sarutari calde si priviri neincetate, timpul a trecut foarte repede. Regina noptii, luna, dadea deja semne de oboseala si vroia sa ii faca deja loc soarelui. Cei doi si-au luat ramas bun foarte greu, dar ea i-a zambit si i-a spus ca la venirea noptii va fi iar aici, in bratele lui. Era fermecat de zambetul ei, iar inainte sa plece i-a spus ca si-ar dori sa-i poata fura zambetul pentru ca apoi sa il daruiasca din nou tot ei, ca sa il poata avea de la el!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3973931304979840666?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3973931304979840666/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/sarutari-fierbinti-pe-malul-marii.html#comment-form' title='18 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3973931304979840666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3973931304979840666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/sarutari-fierbinti-pe-malul-marii.html' title='Sarutari fierbinti pe malul marii'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TKHWxl9wOKI/AAAAAAAAAbI/-0eNflacZrw/s72-c/2228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-4305560597965785805</id><published>2010-09-15T10:09:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:18:54.033+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ore de condus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promotie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multe surprize'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pampers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfarsit de saptamana'/><title type='text'>Diverse</title><content type='html'>Datorita faptului ca am avut un sfarsit de saptamana plin de surprize, cred ca mai mult neplacute decat placute, dar asta nu mai conteaza acum pentru ca a trecut, nu prea am avut timp sa mai scriu cate ceva. Dar in acelasi timp, acest weekend plin de tot felul de intamplari, ne-a prins intr-un fel zic eu, bine, pentru ca ne-am dat seama de unele lucruri foarte importante...eu cu prietenele mele ne-am dat seama ca, chiar daca ai nostri nu tot timpul ne arata acest lucru, chiar ne iubesc foarte mult si suntem foarte importante pentru ei. Sambata am dormit pana pe la amiaz, apoi am fost la cumparaturi cu parintii si seara am plecat la al meu si am ajuns duminica seara acasa. Luni condus si umblat in stanga si in dreapta si ieri la fel, condus, am mai umblat si dupa niste acte pentru promotie si acum mai lenevesc peacasa pentru ca la 1 ma duc iar la lucru ca in sfarsit a inceput iar ceva promotie, deci o sursa de venit cat de cat ok...si logic, tot la Pampers. Asa ca am sa profit de timpul pe care il mai am si am sa imi cer scuze anticipat pentru absenta mea din viitoarele 2 saptamani pentru ca nu voi mai avea timp sa intru, avand in vedere ca vinerea, sambata si duminica am sa stau 12 ore la promotie, iar in restu zilelelor 6 ore si mai am de mers si in alte parti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-4305560597965785805?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/4305560597965785805/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/diverse.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4305560597965785805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4305560597965785805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/diverse.html' title='Diverse'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-6202233153085669847</id><published>2010-09-10T11:06:00.017+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T11:37:40.754+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kylie Minogue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janet Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madonna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheryl Crow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carla Bruni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toni Braxton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shania Twain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Lopez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thalia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40de ani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa Williams'/><title type='text'>Top 10 la 40</title><content type='html'>Ma tot uitam aseara pe diferite site-uri da practic nu aveam ceva bine definit in cap. Ma uitam asa aleatoriu si am gasit pe site-ul mtv un top 10, dar ce mi-a atras cel mai mult atentia a fost faptul ca are un top 10 al unor cantarete care au ajuns la onorabila varsta de 40 de ani!&lt;br /&gt;"Pe vremuri, la 40 de ani, femeile isi leganau nepotii pe genunchi si-si  ascundeau sub batic firele rebele de par alb. Azi, la 40 de ani se simt  si se comporta ca la 20, s-au transformat din bunici in “MILFS” si  provoaca salivari abundente barbatilor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.    Kylie Minogue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInoRV0kHYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dXOVAMUkjY0/s1600/kylie+minogue+get+outta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInoRV0kHYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dXOVAMUkjY0/s400/kylie+minogue+get+outta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515194603304918402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand s-a lansat, era o pustoaica ciufulita, slabanoaga, lipsita de stil,  cu haine lalai care se fâţâia sub lumina reflectoarelor. Noroc c-au  pus stilistii piciorul in prag, i-au ars toate costumele de secretara  ponosita si-au transformat-o in diva miniona care e azi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.    Carla Bruni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInomyQho7I/AAAAAAAAAZo/5PeLvoz2lOU/s1600/carla+bruni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInomyQho7I/AAAAAAAAAZo/5PeLvoz2lOU/s400/carla+bruni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515194971715642290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; cursor: auto; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;nainte  de a se aseza la Palatul Elysees, Carla s-a indeletnicit cu microfonul.  Prima doamna a Frantei a trecut de 40 d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; cursor: auto; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; cursor: auto; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;ani, dar la cat de ferme ii&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0) ! important; border-width: medium medium 1px; border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(192, 209, 254); cursor: pointer; display: inline ! important; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static;"&gt;sunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;anumite parti componente, nu-I asa c-ai jura ca n-a atins 30? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.    Thalia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TIno8CdMA7I/AAAAAAAAAZw/kpTtIhzvpJQ/s1600/thalia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TIno8CdMA7I/AAAAAAAAAZw/kpTtIhzvpJQ/s400/thalia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515195336840971186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fosta Maria Mercedes si-a indreptat dintii si parul, a parasit Mexicul  pentru Statele Unite, a nascut si parca a renascut. Arata bestial la cei  40 de anisori, impliniti acum cateva zile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInpaRo-rbI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dfAd2lOFvP4/s1600/vanessa+williams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInpaRo-rbI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dfAd2lOFvP4/s320/vanessa+williams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515195856313036210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.    Vanessa Williams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; cursor: auto; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;Cand esti mulatra, ai &lt;span style="color: rgb(4, 148, 225) ! important; border-width: medium medium 1px; border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(192, 209, 254); cursor: pointer; display: inline ! important; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  corp s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; cursor: auto; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;uperb, ochi verzi-albastrui si pe deasupra mai esti si declarata   Miss USA, e cam de la sine inteles ca n-ai cum sa nu fii o minunatie de  femeie. Pe langa aceste motive, fotografia de mai jos incheie pledoaria  pro Vanessa Williams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.    Shania Twain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInpwuY0GRI/AAAAAAAAAaA/rGOJ4Gm3n7M/s1600/shania+twain.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInpwuY0GRI/AAAAAAAAAaA/rGOJ4Gm3n7M/s320/shania+twain.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515196241986984210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, she looks like a woman! Daca in 1999, Shania Twain declara cu  emfaza ca nici Brad Pitt nu o impresioneaza, ei bine, azi, la mai bine  de zece ani, forma fizica a cantaretei canadiene, nu numai ca ne  impresioneaza, dar ne si face invidiosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInqFBCYZtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/XgEvu6ARe1Y/s1600/Toni+Braxton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInqFBCYZtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/XgEvu6ARe1Y/s320/Toni+Braxton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515196590590551762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.    Toni &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Braxton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A doua cantareata de culoare din acest top, isi merita cu prisosinta nominalizarea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.    Jennifer Lopez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInqbZaXi0I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/C5Wy6SEZX40/s1600/Jennifer+Lopez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInqbZaXi0I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/C5Wy6SEZX40/s320/Jennifer+Lopez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515196975090731842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand vine vorba de JLo, la ce va ganditi? Ei, fix la asta ne gandim si  noi cand ii oferim locul 7 in topul celor mai sexy femei peste 40 de  ani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.    Janet Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInq3R39LYI/AAAAAAAAAaY/c3kP18zG4kw/s1600/janet+jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInq3R39LYI/AAAAAAAAAaY/c3kP18zG4kw/s320/janet+jackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515197454103686530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sora mai mica a Megastarului nu mai e de mult doar “sora mai mica a  Megastarului”. Avand in vedere ca La Toya s-a cam distrat cu bisturiul  pe propria fata, Janet ramane singura “milfa” a familiei Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.    Sheryl Crow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInrVobukNI/AAAAAAAAAag/GSdisAzJNlY/s1600/Sheryl+Crow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInrVobukNI/AAAAAAAAAag/GSdisAzJNlY/s320/Sheryl+Crow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515197975555379410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; cursor: auto; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;Sheryl are &lt;span style="color: rgb(4, 148, 225) ! important; border-width: medium medium 1px; border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(192, 209, 254); cursor: pointer; display: inline ! important; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  loc rezervat in topul nostru, nu doar pentru ca arata cum arata, ci si  pentru ca a fost alaturi de Lance Armstrong cand acesta s-a luptat cu  cancerul testicular. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.    Madonna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInsVnmqTlI/AAAAAAAAAao/xOotcZT2sAs/s1600/madonna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInsVnmqTlI/AAAAAAAAAao/xOotcZT2sAs/s320/madonna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515199074844429906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe vremea cand Madonna facea furori in industria muzicala, lumea parea  mai putin interesata de aspectul ei fizic si mai degraba intaratata de  melodiile si videoclipurile cel putin provocatoare ale artistei. Pe  masura ce timpul a trecut, Madonna a ramas o femeie cel putin la fel de  provocatoare si sexy. Oare Lady GaGa o sa reziste testului timpului?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-6202233153085669847?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/6202233153085669847/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/top-10-la-40.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6202233153085669847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6202233153085669847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/top-10-la-40.html' title='Top 10 la 40'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TInoRV0kHYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/dXOVAMUkjY0/s72-c/kylie+minogue+get+outta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3753957251995227845</id><published>2010-09-08T05:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T07:38:14.998+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi-e dor de vara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leapsa6'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vara'/><title type='text'>Vara asta si Vara trecuta-leapsa</title><content type='html'>Am gasit o leapsa pe un blog si mi s-a parut foarte draguta si interesanta.&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa suna cam asa:  scrie in 3+3+3 fraze ce a insemnat vara asta si vara trecuta pentru tine, iar la final concluziile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vara aceasta&lt;br /&gt;Am lasat in urma liceul si ma voi indrepta spre facultate.&lt;br /&gt;Am avut parte de stres foarte mult cu examenele si cu inscrierea...si cu multe altele.&lt;br /&gt;A fost si este vara in care am iubit cel mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vara trecuta&lt;br /&gt;Am avut parte de o dezamagire destul de mare dar mi-am revenit.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am dat seama care sunt persoanele care tin cu adevarat la mine si care imi sunt aproape, indiferent de situatie.&lt;br /&gt;Am avut sansa sa fiu iar cateva luni independenta din punct de vedere financiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In concluzie,&lt;br /&gt;Din ambele veri am avut multe lucruri de invatat.&lt;br /&gt;In ambele veri am iubit dar mi-am dat seama cine merita si cine nu.&lt;br /&gt;Ambele veri au trecut dar au lasat in urma lor amintiriri extraordinare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Si acum sa vedem...leapsa merge la &lt;a href="http://lumina-inamurg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dara&lt;/a&gt; , la &lt;a href="http://madalinaraducanu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Madalina Raducanu&lt;/a&gt; , la &lt;a href="http://cris-buli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Sunshine&lt;/a&gt; , la &lt;a href="http://anelises.blogspot.com/"&gt;anelise&lt;/a&gt; , la &lt;a href="http://lost-inside-coco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coco&lt;/a&gt;, la &lt;a href="http://micul-filozof.blogspot.com/"&gt;Iustinel&lt;/a&gt;, la &lt;a href="http://rainychocoffee.wordpress.com/"&gt;ANM&lt;/a&gt; si la &lt;a href="http://sentimenteprofunde.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ali&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7886770968879737705-3753957251995227845?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3753957251995227845/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/vara-asta-si-vara-trecuta-leapsa.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3753957251995227845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3753957251995227845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/vara-asta-si-vara-trecuta-leapsa.html' title='Vara asta si Vara trecuta-leapsa'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-48403495419222945</id><published>2010-09-06T18:03:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T18:23:04.052+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doza de egoism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fara chef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sistem infect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uneori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='limita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doar eu'/><title type='text'>Of Doamne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TIUHSYAwppI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/VP-7H3T8bTk/s1600/y1pJ7wiFvulXYFU8_EK0YI08mmSKGV1is9KX17DnEdW2GluhEz6D55CWSLptycbTEogdnjZtB--G6w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TIUHSYAwppI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/VP-7H3T8bTk/s320/y1pJ7wiFvulXYFU8_EK0YI08mmSKGV1is9KX17DnEdW2GluhEz6D55CWSLptycbTEogdnjZtB--G6w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513821331049719442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totul mi se pare atat de aiurea in momentul de fata. Nu am chef de nimic. Ma misc atat de greoi. Si cand stau sa ma gandesc ca inca nu am multe de facut...doar sa ma duc zilnic 2 ore la condus iar instructorul ma ia din fata blocului si apoi poate sa ma duc &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la el&lt;/span&gt;...in rest nu am altceva de facut. Nu am chef nici sa ies cu fetele. M-am saturat. Si nu mai pot sa dau vina pe monotonie pentru ca daca as vrea, as avea ce sa fac, dar nu ma multumeste nimic. Sunt deja 3 luni bune de cand a inceput toata starea asta si pana acum am dus-o cumva, dar acum simt ca nu mai pot...simt ca am ajuns la limita. Nu cred ca ma intelege cineva avand in vedere ceea ce am spus pana acum pentru ca am luat-o pe ocolite. Nici eu nu stiu cum sa o spun. Mi-e frica intr-un fel sa o spun. Adica nu vreau ca  sa se simta prost pentru ca in fond nu e vina lui. E vina...nu stiu a cui e vina...asa a fost sa fie...astea sunt vremurile pe care le traim in ziua de azi si asta e sistemul nostru infect. Bun...acum sa nu ma mai tot rotesc in jurul nimicului...si am sa incerc sa spun practic ce am de spus. De 3 luni bune &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a ramas fara loc de munca si se chinuie intr-una sa isi gaseasca un loc de munca si nu reuseste. E greu asa, avand in vedere ca de 3 luni  nu mai are niciun leu. Nu pot sa imi imaginez cum se simte &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; dar eu efectiv nu mai pot. De 3 luni de zile doar eu bat tot orasul ca sa ajung in celalalt capat de oras la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;...schimb 2 mijloace de transport ca sa ajung la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; si imi ia aproape o ora asa ca nu imi permit sa stau foarte mult la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; si asta pentru ca mai am nevoie de inca o ora ca sa ajung acasa si cum ma intorc cu mijloacele de transport nu prea imi place sa vin mai tarziu de 9 de-acolo singura. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El&lt;/span&gt; neavand niciun leu nu are cum sa vina la mine si nu pot sa il pun sa vina pe jos atata drum. De 3 luni de zile nu am mai iesit nicaieri cu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; decat atunci cand am mers cu corturile pentru o seara ca nu a vrut sa mergem de la inceput  si inainte de a merge ne-am certat pentru ca &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; nu are bani, dar eu vroiam sa mergem si chiar aveam bani ca sa mergem amandoi. De atunci nu am mai iesit nicaieri, nici macar sa ne plimbam pentru ca e foarte irascibil, nu are chef sa vada pe nimeni, sta tot in casa, nu are chef de nimic...pe de o parte ii inteleg starea...dar pe de alta parte, mai e vorba si de mine si de ceea ce eu imi doresc...mai vreau si eu din cand in cand sa mai ies sa ma plimb, nu vreau mai mult.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;M-am saturat sa plec de-acasa, sa stau printre oameni cu tot felul de mirosuri si inghesuita si sa ajung intr-o alta casa. De multe ori imi e atat de greu sa ma pornesc iar sa ma duc la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; desi chiar vreau sa merg sa stau cu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;...si chiar il iubesc. Problema e ca nu stiu cum sa ii spun toate astea pentru ca nu vreau nici sa il supar ...si de multe ori ma gandesc ca sunt egoista pentru ca &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; are probleme ...dar uneori ma mai gandesc si la mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-48403495419222945?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/48403495419222945/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-doamne.html#comment-form' title='35 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/48403495419222945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/48403495419222945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-doamne.html' title='Of Doamne'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TIUHSYAwppI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/VP-7H3T8bTk/s72-c/y1pJ7wiFvulXYFU8_EK0YI08mmSKGV1is9KX17DnEdW2GluhEz6D55CWSLptycbTEogdnjZtB--G6w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5633756264825350285</id><published>2010-09-04T20:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T20:39:44.039+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitzi song'/><title type='text'>The pitzi song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="490" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZaT4OVRidic?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZaT4OVRidic?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Si dupa cum se spune si pe la radio, pe aceasta melodie se danseaza cu buzele tuguiate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-5633756264825350285?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5633756264825350285/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/pitzi-song_4069.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5633756264825350285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5633756264825350285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/pitzi-song_4069.html' title='The pitzi song'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5729694597422518182</id><published>2010-09-02T11:00:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:37:51.147+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu si eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='te iubesc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='te ador'/><title type='text'>Te iubesc!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="text_normal"&gt;Iubirea...iubirea este sentimentul cel mai  pur si cel mai nobil... sentimentul care te inalta spre cei mai inalti nori si iti poate oferi  cele mai fericite momente de-a lungul intregii vieti... sa ai parte de iubire  inseamna sa traiesti cu adevarat... se spune ca a iubi inseamna a trai si  se mai spune ca un om care nu a iubit niciodata nu a trait niciodata...si este adevarat pentru  ca, iubirea te face sa vezi partea frumoasa a vietii, chiar si in cele mai grele momente te face sa vezi doar partea plina a paharului, te face sa traiesti  cu adevarat, sa vezi tot ce este minunat in jurul tau, sa simti vibratiile  sentimentului atat de cald. A iubi este ceva magnific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Niciodata nu am crezut ca voi ajunge vreodata sa iubesc asa de mult o  persoana. Cu tine totul e perfect si minunat si sublim... chiar si momentele in care  stam pierduti si ne uitam doar unul la celalalt. Ma faci sa ma simt bine in  orice moment, indiferent de starea pe care o am si ma simt minunat chiar si atunci cand doar iti aud vocea  sau cand ma uit la tine in timp ce tu dormi. Stiu ca suna prea metaforic  dar alaturi de tine simt ca plutesc deasupra norilor si ma plimb deasupra curcubeului. Te iubesc enorm de  mult. Esti totul pentru mine! Cred ca deja cuvintele sunt de prisos. Am sa inchei acum.&lt;br /&gt;Azi...azi e din nou ziua noastra. Este ziua in care aniversam un an de viata impreuna! Te ador!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-5729694597422518182?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5729694597422518182/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/te-iubesc.html#comment-form' title='25 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5729694597422518182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5729694597422518182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/te-iubesc.html' title='Te iubesc!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-6364018373474423979</id><published>2010-09-01T14:20:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T17:03:44.619+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la multi ani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anii de liceu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melancolica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prietenia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='distractie'/><title type='text'>The 4 of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TH49H5Zgj_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/nTit9nY2z1c/s1600/ale+1355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TH49H5Zgj_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/nTit9nY2z1c/s400/ale+1355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511910199824257010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stateam asa si ma gandeam cat de repede au trecut cei 4 ani de liceu, asa cu bune si cu rele. 4 ani in care am legat prietenii, am cunoscut tot felul de oameni noi si am invatat o gramada de lucruri noi. Desi devin melancolica atunci cand ma gandesc la tot ceea ce tine de anii de liceu, sunt foarte multumita de faptul ca am reusit sa raman cu 3 prietene extraordinare. Suntem noi 4, asemeni celor 4 din "Sex and the city". Stiu ca asta poate suna copilaresc, dar tot timpul le-am invidiat. Acum nu le mai invidiez pentru ca am realizat ca am ceva mult mai bun, mult mai frumos si mult mai pur. Pentru mine prietenia nu inseamna sa vorbesc zilnic la telefon cu acele persoane, sa ne vedem zilnic, sa le sun chiar si atunci cand mi s-a rupt o unghie. Nu. Pentru mine prietenia inseamna ceva mult mai mult. Chiar daca nu ne vedem saptamani intregi si poate nu vorbim deloc la telefon, pentru ca fiecare dintre noi are un alt fel de program, atunci cand ne intalnim putem vorbi despre absolut orice, radem mereu si toata lumea din local se uita la noi pentru ca impreuna avem o pofta de viata uimitoare si atunci cand avem nevoie una de cealalta, fiecare dintre noi lasa orice altceva balta pentru a o sprijinii pe cea care are probleme sau pentru a o felicita pentru reusita sa. Pentru mine asta inseamna o prietenie.&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc acel proverb, conform caruia, "prietenii sunt florile din gradina vietii". E foarte frumos si foarte adevarat. Am trecut prin multe impreauna si am avut foarte multe probleme, dar am trecut peste ele si ne-am dat seama ca toate lucrurile care ni s-au intamplat, au intarit si mai tare prietenia dintre noi.&lt;br /&gt;Am inceput sa scriu aceasta postare datorita faptului ca diseara mergem la ziua uneia dintre ele, iubita noastra &lt;a href="http://jurnaluluneifetecarerade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Creata&lt;/a&gt;. Am sa profit de acest lucru si am sa ii urez de pe acum un calduros "la multi ani", sa ajunga cat mai sus, sa fie mereu inconjurata de iubire, sa aiba parte doar de prieteni adevarati si sa realizeze tot ceea ce si-a propus. Ziua ei va fi maine dar ne punem pe sarbatorit diseara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-6364018373474423979?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/6364018373474423979/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/4-of-us.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6364018373474423979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6364018373474423979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/09/4-of-us.html' title='The 4 of us'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TH49H5Zgj_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/nTit9nY2z1c/s72-c/ale+1355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8749045208192039968</id><published>2010-08-31T16:18:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:41:47.036+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premiu'/><title type='text'>Premii</title><content type='html'>Hey...am primit mai multe premii de la &lt;a href="http://cris-buli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Sunshine&lt;/a&gt; careia ii multumesc pentru ele si ma bucur foarte mult de faptul ca imi viziteaza bloggul si imi citeste gandurile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primul premiu: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TH0BpTjsTrI/AAAAAAAAAYU/bAL_UgSkPck/s1600/i-love-your-blog-award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TH0BpTjsTrI/AAAAAAAAAYU/bAL_UgSkPck/s320/i-love-your-blog-award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511563328107597490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al doilea premiu: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love to read your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TH0CV5v8DpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/1dIO9c7Wvro/s1600/colorful_cupcake-1557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TH0CV5v8DpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/1dIO9c7Wvro/s320/colorful_cupcake-1557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511564094273752722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                          Al treilea premiu&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TH0C97iskiI/AAAAAAAAAYk/S0heYFSonOg/s1600/z-16__happy101%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TH0C97iskiI/AAAAAAAAAYk/S0heYFSonOg/s320/z-16__happy101%5B3%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511564781949850146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regulile sunt urmatoarele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;spune de la cine ai primit acest premiu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;insira 10 lucruri care iti plac (nu am sa mai scriu din nou 10 lucruri care imi plac deoarece nu demult am scris 99 de lucruri care imi plac:p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ofera aceste premii altor 10 persoane si anunta-le&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Si acum sa vedem...premiile merg la:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lost-inside-coco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coco&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://rainychocoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;ANM&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://madalinaraducanu.blogspot.com/"&gt;madalina raducanu&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://asingleseason.blogspot.com/"&gt;dyanna&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://lumina-inamurg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dara&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://ghiocelulalb.blogspot.com/"&gt;ghiocelul alb&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://sentimenteprofunde.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ali&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://where-magic-is-happen.blogspot.com/"&gt;killer&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://realbadpisy.blogspot.com/"&gt;realbadpisy&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://andrasaraotilia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andra Sara Otilia&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://i-the-shadow.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Shadow&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="http://anndrei.ro/"&gt;Andrei Ghiorghe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later update: tocmai am vazut ca aceleasi premii le-am primit si de la Coco si de la Ana-Maria. Multumesc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7886770968879737705-8749045208192039968?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8749045208192039968/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey.html#comment-form' title='18 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8749045208192039968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8749045208192039968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey.html' title='Premii'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TH0BpTjsTrI/AAAAAAAAAYU/bAL_UgSkPck/s72-c/i-love-your-blog-award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-4484352246315646932</id><published>2010-08-29T11:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T11:17:24.807+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trandafiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cateva lucruri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plimbarile de seara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un fel de mini leapsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primavara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un el:X'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prieteni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><title type='text'>Lucruri "la intamplare"</title><content type='html'>Am primit un fel de leapsa de la Miss Sunshine in care trebuie sa va povestesc despre cateva lucruri la intamplare, dar care, in acelasi timp, sa insemne ceva pentru mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Familia&lt;/span&gt;- e cel mai important lucru pentru mine. In familie gasesc tot sprijinul de care am nevoie in orice moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prietenii&lt;/span&gt;- sunt "florile din gradina vietii".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El&lt;/span&gt;- deja cu totii cred ca stiti despre un el pe care eu il iubesc enorm de mult si care inseamna foarte mult pentru mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muzica&lt;/span&gt;- melodiile preferate ma binedispun, iar acestea variaza in functie de starea pe care o am in momentul respectiv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amintirile&lt;/span&gt;- le pastrez pe toate, bune si rele, intr-un cufar al amintirilor de unde le scot doar pe cele bune si frumoase. Un citat care imi place foarte mult despre amintiri ar fi "Amintirea va fi un tatuaj de sarbatoare  pe trupul de felina al timpului neimblanzit"-Justin Moraru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plimbarile de seara&lt;/span&gt;- imi plac foarte mult aceste plimbari, mai ales vara, cand, dupa ce apune soarele se mai racoreste putin, dar imi place sa ma plimb si chiar cand apune soarele deoarece cerul este extraordinar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cafeaua si tigara- &lt;/span&gt;mai ales dimineata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Primavara-&lt;/span&gt; cred ca este anotimpul care imi place cel mai mult deoarece intreaga natura trece printr-o serie de schimbari. Totul se trezeste la viata. Totul inverzeste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trandafirii&lt;/span&gt;- ''Trandafirul ne vorbeste discret despre iubire, intr-o limba cunoscuta numai de inima.'' ''Optimistul vede trandafirul, nu ghimpii sai; pesimistul vede numai ghimpii, uitand de trandafir.''&lt;br /&gt;Iar acum sa ne gandim la cine am putea sa o dam mai departe. Hmmm...pai aceasta asa zisa leapsa merge mai departe la &lt;a href="http://lost-inside-coco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coco&lt;/a&gt; , la &lt;a href="http://rainychocoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;ANM&lt;/a&gt; , la &lt;a href="http://sentimenteprofunde.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ali&lt;/a&gt; , la &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://dudus-uita-sa-viseze.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Duduşღ , &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la &lt;a href="http://anelises.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anelise&lt;/a&gt; si la &lt;a href="http://madalinaraducanu.blogspot.com/"&gt;madalina raducanu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-4484352246315646932?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/4484352246315646932/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/lucruri-la-intamplare.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4484352246315646932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4484352246315646932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/lucruri-la-intamplare.html' title='Lucruri &quot;la intamplare&quot;'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3654911957446718100</id><published>2010-08-27T23:39:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T23:52:24.359+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scoala de soferi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chestionare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='am revenit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monotonia'/><title type='text'>Revenire</title><content type='html'>Dupa cum multa lume a observat, iar am tras chiulu. Teoretic nu am nimic si sunt bine, doar ca am avut o perioada in care nu prea am avut chef de scris. Nici nu am avut foarte mult timp pentru ca am inceput scoala de soferi si in fiecare dimineata, de 2 saptamani ma trezesc tot la ora 7 dimineata ca sa ajung pe 9 la orele de legislatie. Am stat tot cate 3 ore la scoala si apoi veneam acasa si dormeam putin pentru ca eram obosita, mai faceam cateva chestionare si apoi ma duceam sa il vizitez si pe al meu Balaur. In rest nu prea am ce sa va povestesc.  Am sa incerc sa postez mai des si sa va citesc mai des si pe voi ca poate asa am sa ies putin din starea asta de monotonie. Acum am venit in sat la bunici sa mai stau putin si pe-aici si sa mai fac si altceva.&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat de monotonie. Cred ca de fapt asta ar fi singura problema pe care o am in momentul de fata. Facand tot aceleasi lucruri in fiecare zi si fiind prinsa in rutina zilnica am impresia ca nu fac nimic si de fapt reusesc sa fac destul de multe intr-o zi. Nu am chef de prea multa palavrageala si din pacate sunt tot asa cam de saptamani intregi.&lt;br /&gt;Deci draga mea Coco am sa revin din nou incet incet. Miss Sunshine acum ma pun sa dorm pentru ca mi se inchid ochii dar maine am sa iti onorez leapsa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3654911957446718100?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3654911957446718100/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/revenire.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3654911957446718100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3654911957446718100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/revenire.html' title='Revenire'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-2656472590986145755</id><published>2010-08-20T15:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:51:30.495+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turism sexual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radu Mazare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elena Udrea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frumusetea romancelor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='litoral'/><title type='text'>Radu Mazare propune turism sexual pe litoral</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frumusetea romancelor ar fi cel mai puternic brand de tara si atrage ca  un magnet turistii bogati de peste hotare. Ideea ii apartine primarului  Constantei, Radu Mazare. Sefa de la turism, Elena Udrea, a  reactionat... diplomatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="376" style="display:block; margin:0 0 5px 0;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/DTeQv/MjmHbAL5N4ptKUv+vda9Gs8zbiExy+PtZF4q0="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/DTeQv/MjmHbAL5N4ptKUv+vda9Gs8zbiExy+PtZF4q0=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="376" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="display:block; width:420px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:12px; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro/exclusiv/travel/radu-mazare-propune-turism-sexual-pe-litoral-undrea-se-mai-gandeste.html" title="Radu Mazare propune turism sexual pe litoral. Udrea se mai gandeste" style="color:#000000;"&gt;Radu Mazare propune turism sexual pe litoral. Udrea se mai gandeste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro" title="StirileProTV" style="color:#000000;"&gt;StirileProTV.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike Tyson&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Wesley Snipes&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Steven Segal &lt;/strong&gt;sau  seicii care au venit la Formula 1 pe apa sunt doar cateva VIP-uri care  ne-au vizitat tara si s-au declarat impresionate de frumusetea fetelor  de la noi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;La mare ori la munte, pe plaja sau in cluburi,  domnisoarele de la noi i-au cucerit definitiv pe turistii care ne  viziteaza tara. Motiv pentru care primarul &lt;strong&gt;Radu Mazare&lt;/strong&gt; a venit cu o propunere indrazneata.&lt;em&gt;  "Trebuie  sa atragem piata ruseasca si araba prin fetele frumoase, agrement si  distractie. Nu este nicio rusine, Venezuela este cunoscuta pentru fetele  frumoase"&lt;/em&gt;, a spus &lt;strong&gt;Radu Mazare&lt;/strong&gt;, primarul Constantei.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ideea nu i-a lasat indiferenti pe hotelierii si operatorii din turism.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Noi cautam in acest moment ceva specific. Avem fete frumoase in  Romania, ne-ar putea diferentia de alte tari. Rusii si arabii cauta o  destinatie unde sa cheltuiasca mult, sa se simta bine. Sunt multe tari  care au dezvoltat turismul sexual. Eu cred ca in vacanta trebuie sa ne  simtim cu totii bine"&lt;/em&gt;, a declarat &lt;strong&gt;Corina Martin&lt;/strong&gt;, presedinte Asociatia Litoral.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Nu stiu daca este cel mai puternic agrement, dar cert este ca sunt niste piete pe care nu le neglijam"&lt;/em&gt;, a spus si&lt;strong&gt; Elena Udrea&lt;/strong&gt;, ministrul turismului.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cu sau fara frumusetea romancelor ridicata la rang de brand, turistii straini pleca din Romania cu amintiri de neuitat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-2656472590986145755?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/2656472590986145755/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/radu-mazare-propune-turism-sexual-pe.html#comment-form' title='18 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2656472590986145755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2656472590986145755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/radu-mazare-propune-turism-sexual-pe.html' title='Radu Mazare propune turism sexual pe litoral'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5694807368413989503</id><published>2010-08-11T15:24:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T15:53:57.842+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timpul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebritati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urmele anilor'/><title type='text'>Urmele anilor pe chipurile lor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKdKVWanRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/stSgigCQgY8/s1600/524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKdKVWanRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/stSgigCQgY8/s320/524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504134495455583506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brigitte Bardot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; cursor: auto; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;   este un exemplu a cat de multe ravagii pot face anii as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; cursor: auto; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;upra chipului  unei femei. Daca in tinerete a fost un sex simbol al frumusetii, acum, la 76 de ani este doar o umbra a ceea ce a fost.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stephanie de Monaco&lt;/strong&gt; a avut in tinerete o figura c&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKYEA10xYI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WVNncWXAv74/s1600/stephanie_monaco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKYEA10xYI/AAAAAAAAAXU/WVNncWXAv74/s320/stephanie_monaco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504128889312822658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;are intorcea priviri oriunde aparea, dar acum lucrurile nu mai stau deloc asa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unul dintre actorii grav afectati de trecerea anilor este &lt;strong&gt;Mic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKY8FlZicI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2eRViBSxwlM/s1600/mickey-rourke-surgery1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKY8FlZicI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2eRViBSxwlM/s320/mickey-rourke-surgery1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504129852658780610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;key Rourke&lt;/strong&gt;,  cel care in „Nine 1/2 Weeks” reusea sa faca sa suspinte jumatate din  femeile planetei. Desi are doar 58 si se spune ca barbatii odata cu  trecerea timpului arata din ce in ce mai bine, in cazul lui lucrurile nu  stau deloc asa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marlon Brando&lt;/strong&gt; ramasese doar o urma din ceea ce a f&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKaGJOqX5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/ERaRNq8Vm_s/s1600/BRANDO+B4+AFTER.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKaGJOqX5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/ERaRNq8Vm_s/s320/BRANDO+B4+AFTER.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504131124947476370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ost  in anii tineretii in ultimii ani de viata, fiind destul de greu de  recunoscut dupa infatisare. Singurul lucru neschimbat ramanand vocea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desi in momentul in care a filmat pentru „&lt;strong&gt;Parfum de femeie&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKcKLa37wI/AAAAAAAAAX0/w9lRATbVIXY/s1600/2010%2BWinter%2BTCA%2BTour%2BDay%2B6%2BMBIcGc4ub_nl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKcKLa37wI/AAAAAAAAAX0/w9lRATbVIXY/s320/2010%2BWinter%2BTCA%2BTour%2BDay%2B6%2BMBIcGc4ub_nl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504133393278299906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; si „&lt;strong&gt;Avocatul diavolului&lt;/strong&gt;”, &lt;strong&gt;Al Pacino&lt;/strong&gt; nu mai era tocmai tanar, totusi reusea sa farmece prin prezenta sa, acum, la 70 de ani arata deplorabil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printre femeile care arata ca trecerea anilor nu este intot&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKc2zD-TrI/AAAAAAAAAX8/VyfQ8gHjBBA/s1600/sophia-loren-young-old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKc2zD-TrI/AAAAAAAAAX8/VyfQ8gHjBBA/s320/sophia-loren-young-old.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504134159833910962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;deauna un chin se numara &lt;strong&gt;Sophia Loren&lt;/strong&gt;, care este un exemplu de gratie si eleganta la 76 de ani.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-5694807368413989503?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5694807368413989503/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/urmele-anilor-pe-chipurile-lor.html#comment-form' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5694807368413989503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5694807368413989503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/urmele-anilor-pe-chipurile-lor.html' title='Urmele anilor pe chipurile lor!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TGKdKVWanRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/stSgigCQgY8/s72-c/524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3053705800738310027</id><published>2010-08-07T12:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T12:50:47.356+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='99'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doar eu'/><title type='text'>99</title><content type='html'>pentr ca &lt;a href="http://rainychocoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana-Maria&lt;/a&gt; era foarte curiasa daca am 99, i-am satisfacut intr-un final curiozitatea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  ma numesc alexandra&lt;br /&gt;2.  am 19 ani&lt;br /&gt;3.  sunt in zodia berbec&lt;br /&gt;4.  acum sunt bruneta&lt;br /&gt;5.  sunt o persoana extrem de punctuala&lt;br /&gt;6.  sunt o persoana extrem de sensibila&lt;br /&gt;7.  cred ca in dragoste la prima vedere&lt;br /&gt;8.  sunt de multe ori foarte naiva in ceea ce priveste persoanele din jurul meu&lt;br /&gt;9.  sunt foarte orgolioasa&lt;br /&gt;10.  cand sunt nervoasa nu prea vorbesc sau daca vorbesc nu e de bine&lt;br /&gt;11.  imi place ciocolata&lt;br /&gt;12.  imi place foarte mult sa dansez&lt;br /&gt;13.  imi place foarte mult sa citesc&lt;br /&gt;14.  imi place sa visez&lt;br /&gt;15.  cred in vorba aceea "speranta moare ultima"&lt;br /&gt;16.  imi place marea&lt;br /&gt;17.  imi place muntele&lt;br /&gt;18.  ma ranesc cuvintele altora mai ales atunci cand nu sunt adevarate&lt;br /&gt;19.  imi place sa fiu iubita&lt;br /&gt;20.  ador sa fac dragoste pentru ca este ceva unic&lt;br /&gt;21.  imi place foarte mult rosul&lt;br /&gt;22.  si albastrul&lt;br /&gt;23.  imi plac ochii verzi si albastri foarte mult&lt;br /&gt;24.  imi plac copiii&lt;br /&gt;25.  sunt o persoana foarte sociabila&lt;br /&gt;26.  prietenoasa&lt;br /&gt;27.  zapacita&lt;br /&gt;28.  imi place sa rad mult&lt;br /&gt;29.  dar plang si foarte repede&lt;br /&gt;30.  urasc matematica&lt;br /&gt;31.  si fizica&lt;br /&gt;32.  si chimia&lt;br /&gt;33.  imi plac rochitele de vara&lt;br /&gt;34.  imi place sa merg seara la mare desculta prin apa&lt;br /&gt;35.  ador rasaritul&lt;br /&gt;36.  de multe ori ma supar si din cauza unor glume care se fac pe seama mea pentru ca nu tot timpul imi pica si bine&lt;br /&gt;37.  nu imi plac misoginii&lt;br /&gt;38.  imi place sa am cat mai multi prieteni (aici ma refer la cunostinte pentru ca prietenii adevarati sunt foarte putini)&lt;br /&gt;39.  imi place sa ies cu ei cat  de des pot&lt;br /&gt;40.  imi ador cele doua prietene adevarate si nebune in acelasi timp&lt;br /&gt;41.  cateodata imi place sa fiu in centrul atentiei&lt;br /&gt;42.  imi place sa scriu despre mine si despre problemele mele&lt;br /&gt;43.  ascult sau citesc cu placere sfaturile pe care le primesc&lt;br /&gt;44.  plang la unele filme&lt;br /&gt;45.  ador comediile&lt;br /&gt;46.  imi place berea cateodata&lt;br /&gt;47.  imi place votca cu prigat de mere&lt;br /&gt;48.  imi place cafeaua de dimineata&lt;br /&gt;49.  si tigara (desi stiu ca nu sunt tocmai bune)&lt;br /&gt;50.  imi plac trandafirii rosii&lt;br /&gt;51.  imi place sa primesc si cadouri mai micute dar daruite cu dragoste&lt;br /&gt;52.  ador momentul cand cineva anume imi spune ca ma iubeste&lt;br /&gt;53.  imi place sa dorm foarte mult&lt;br /&gt;54.  imi place sa am banii mei ca sa nu mai tot cer tot timpul de la ai mei&lt;br /&gt;55.  imi place foarte mult prajitura cu mere&lt;br /&gt;56.  inghetata&lt;br /&gt;57.  pieptul de pui cu ananas&lt;br /&gt;58.  clatitele cu carne ale mamei:X&lt;br /&gt;59.  si placintele cu cartofi ale bunicii&lt;br /&gt;60.  de multe ori imi place sa lenevesc in pat la tv&lt;br /&gt;61.  imi place muzica veche&lt;br /&gt;62.  imi place sa imi fac poze&lt;br /&gt;63.  imi plac momentele romantice&lt;br /&gt;64.  momentele de liniste in 2 insotite de sarutari nenumarate si de imbratisari&lt;br /&gt;65.  imi place zapada&lt;br /&gt;66.  dar tot mai mult imi place vara desi mai nou avem parte de niste calduri insuportabile&lt;br /&gt;67.  imi plac bataile cu zapada pentru ca imi aduce aminte de copilarie&lt;br /&gt;68.  imi plac mainile frumos ingrijite la barbati si sunt printre primele lucruri pe care le analizez la un barbat&lt;br /&gt;69.  imi place atunci cand cineva imi face masaj&lt;br /&gt;70.  cand se joaca cu parul meu&lt;br /&gt;71.  imi place sa fac tot felul de lucruri neplanificate&lt;br /&gt;72.  am invatat sa pierd&lt;br /&gt;73.  am invatat sa ma si resemnez in unele momente&lt;br /&gt;74.  imi place pielea fina ca de bebelus&lt;br /&gt;75.  dimineata dupa ce ma trezesc nu prea vorbesc deloc si ma enervez atunci cand lumea incearca sa vorbeasca cu mine la 6 jumate( si aici ma refer la mama si la tata)&lt;br /&gt;76.  nu suport tantarii&lt;br /&gt;77.  imi e foarte frica de albine&lt;br /&gt;78.  ador ploile de vara caldute&lt;br /&gt;79.  uneori imi place sa cant dar daca vad ca cineva sta si ma asculta ma intimidez imediat&lt;br /&gt;80.  am unele momente in care imi e foarte greu sa vorbesc despre sentimentele mele&lt;br /&gt;81.  imi plac unghiile mari&lt;br /&gt;82.  culorile tari pe unghii&lt;br /&gt;83.  mi se exfoliaza unghiile&lt;br /&gt;84.  daca nu te vad 2 zile mi se face dor, foarte dor de tine&lt;br /&gt;85.  sunt o persoana destul de egoista&lt;br /&gt;86.  iert foarte repede&lt;br /&gt;87.  uit momentele neplacute foarte repede&lt;br /&gt;88.  trec peste momentele grele destul de usor dar am nevoie de sprijinul celor din jur&lt;br /&gt;89.  imi place stabilitatea&lt;br /&gt;90.  nu imi place sa recunosc atunci cand gresesc&lt;br /&gt;91.  am invatat sa imi cer iertare&lt;br /&gt;92.  imi place sa fac primul pas&lt;br /&gt;93.  imi place sa stau in gradina pe scaun cu o carte buna in mana&lt;br /&gt;94.  in unele momente sunt si copilaroasa&lt;br /&gt;95. imi place sa merg la cumparaturi&lt;br /&gt;96. imi place sa stau sa ma uit la un film bun alaturi de mama si de tata&lt;br /&gt;97. imi place sa merg in sat la bunici&lt;br /&gt;98. ador psihologia&lt;br /&gt;99. te am pe tine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the and!&lt;br /&gt;sunt curioasa cine mai scrie 99 despre el/ea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3053705800738310027?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3053705800738310027/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/99.html#comment-form' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3053705800738310027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3053705800738310027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/99.html' title='99'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5385622326498157876</id><published>2010-08-03T11:03:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:20:48.967+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cu corturile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Varciorog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promotie'/><title type='text'>Munca si distractie din cand in cand</title><content type='html'>Iar am fost absenta cateva zile, dar acum am o altfel de scuza...sambata dimineata am fost la promo pana la ora3 si de-acolo am plecat direct la Varciorog, cu corturile. Cativa prieteni erau deja acolo de vineri seara si cum duminica am intrat de dupa masa, am vorbit cu al meu barbat sa mergem si noi si sa stam un pic pe-acolo. Bine, problema cea mare a fost..."cu ce mergem?". Mi-am batut capu vineri toata ziua ca sa vad cum mergem, cu ce am putea sa mergem si intr-un final a zis un vecin de-al meu cu care ne intelegem foarte bine ca vine si el cu prietena lui si atunci ne va duce mama lui. Zis si facut. Sambata la ora 4 si ceva am ajuns deja la ei, ne-am scos toate bagajele si apoi a trebuit sa facem cortu ca daca nu il faceam atunci sunt sigura ca nu mai are gata in graba. Astia care au mers de vineri, au avut peripetii cu corturile pentru ca au ajuns pe la 8 si ceva seara, si s-au pus sa faca corturile, acompaniati de cate un paharel de tuica. Asa ca ei 3 ore tot au facut pe corturi.&lt;br /&gt;A fost frumos, dar a trecut prea repede si pe la 1 si ceva ne-am dus la culcare. Asa devreme pentru ca cei care au ajuns de vineri erau obositit pentru ca nu au dormit prea mult si nah era deja si mult alcolul, iar noi obositit din diferite motive. Nu mi-a fost frig deloc insa nu pot sa spun ca am dormit extraordinar. Cand am vazut ca afara s-a luminat i-am zis la al meu Balaur sa iesim afara sa ma intind ca oricum nu mai pot sa dorm ca deja ma dureau toate si nu mai stiam pe ce parte sa ma mai intorc. Incet incet ne-am trezit toti, cafeaua de dimineata, putina mancare, apoi am facut mancarea de dupa masa si am pornit inspre casa pe la ora 3si ceva, ca eu sa pot ajunge la promo pana la 5 cel tarziu.&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns la 4 si ceva la promo si imi era un somn de numa, ma dureau toate. La 9 am terminat si am plecat inspre acasa, iar pe tramvai mi se inchideau ochii de somn. Ieri dimineata a fost si mai trendy pentru ca m-am pus sa dorm pe la 11 dar la ce oboseala aveam in mine nu mi-a ajuns somnul pana la 7 cand a trebuit sa ma trezesc. Ei acum sunt odihnita si chiar pot sa zic ca mi-a placut foarte mult prima mea experienta cu cortul. Si cred ca peste doua saptamani se va repeta din nou. Mi-a placut foarte mult si pentru faptul ca acolo nu ai semnal la telefon, ceea ce mie imi prinde chiar foarte bine din cand in cand, nu a fost nici foarte multa lume si acolo unde am stat noi chiar nu a mai fost nimeni. Si cel mai important, eram cu al meu!Munca si distra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-5385622326498157876?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5385622326498157876/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/munca-si-distractie-din-cand-in-cand.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5385622326498157876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5385622326498157876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/08/munca-si-distractie-din-cand-in-cand.html' title='Munca si distractie din cand in cand'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-2408062566589062844</id><published>2010-07-28T22:27:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T22:35:06.937+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dor de noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dor de tine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promotie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pampers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singura'/><title type='text'>Mult dor!</title><content type='html'>Unii poate vor spune ca sunt absurda dar imi e dor, imi e foarte dor de al meu Balaur! A plecat luni de dimineata la parintii lui in sat si nu ne-am vazut de duminica...si avand in vedere ca noi ne vedeam in fiecare zi, acum nu imi place asa. Ma simt singura si nimeni nu imi umple ziua ca si el. Desi stiu ca unele zile de genul asta in care nu ne vedem intr-un fel sunt bine venite pentru ca astfel se mai acumuleaza si dorul si atunci cand ne vedem e cu totul altceva...oricum imi este dor de el si ii simt lipsa foarte mult, chiar daca vorbim la telefon. Imi e dor sa ma tina in brate si sa imi spuna cat de mult ma iubeste si apoi sa ma pupe pe frunte, ca mai apoi sa isi lipeasca obrazul de al meu si sa ramanem asa cateva minute.&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu daca sunt coerenta momentan, avand in vedere ca vin de la promotia Pampers unde am stat si am tot explicat la lume ce tip de Pampers trebuie sa cumpere pentru un anumit tip de premiu si din ce e alcatuit fiecare...si am si umflat la baloane ca sa le dau copiilor de numa. Dar a fost frumos, adica m-am simtit asa de bine cand am vazut acel zambet strengaresc pe fata copilasilot atunci cand le dadeam balonul. Oricum, la cate promotii Pampers am facut pana acum o sa fiu experta pe cand o sa am propriul copil pentru care va trebui sa iau Pampers si o sa stiu fiecare tip de pampers din ce e facut si care e mai bun si pentru ce!&lt;br /&gt;Acum va las...ma pun sa dorm pentru ca maine intru de dimineata de la 9.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-2408062566589062844?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/2408062566589062844/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/mult-dor.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2408062566589062844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2408062566589062844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/mult-dor.html' title='Mult dor!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3989761620115744662</id><published>2010-07-27T22:50:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:01:53.763+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filozofie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rezultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citesc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o mare dilema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='am revenit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psihologie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timp pentru mine'/><title type='text'>O mare dilema!</title><content type='html'>Am revenit dupa cateva zile in care am absentat, in care am avut putin timp pentru mine, iar in ultimele 2 zile mi-a cazut o carte in mana de care nu ma mai pot desprinde. Citesc si citesc si tot citesc si nu ma mai pot satura. E o carte de istorie mai mult, dat imi place foarte mult. De maine incep sa ma duc la lucru. Nu pot sa il numesc lucru, pentru ca nu mi-am gasit absolut nimic in afara de a fi promoter, dar decat nimic, e foarte bine si asa. Tot o sa fac cetiva banuti, nu exagerati de multi, dar cat sa imi ajunga mie si astfel nu va mai trebui sa le cer parintilor bani pentru orice. Maine incep promotia si dureaza 2 saptamani asa ca in urmatoarele 2 saptamani nu stiu cat de mult voi reusi sa fiu prezenta, avand in vedere ca vreau sa incep si scoala de soferi sa stiu ca am facut-o si pe aia si ca am terminat si cu ea.&lt;br /&gt;S-au afisat rezultatele de la facultate azi. La psihologie am intrat la cu taxa, dupa cum ma asteptam, iar la filozofie am intrat la fara taxa. Deci as putea sa le fac pe amandoua. Doar ca acum sunt intr-o mare dilema. Nu stiu ce sa fac si cum sa fac. Suna foarte ok sa le fac pe amandoua, iar atunci cand termin am doua diplome, doar ca ai mei nu au posibilitatile necesare pentru a ma tine in 2 facultati, asta inseamna ca la una trebuie sa ma mentin la fara taxa. Si problema e ca, eu cu psihologia vreau sa merg mai departe si in domeniul asta vreau sa fac o cariera, deci normal ar fi ca aici sa invat si sa trag cat de mult pot, doar ca ramanand aici la Oradea la facultate, o sa am destule probleme cu intratu la fara taxa la psihologie ca suntem momentan foarte multi. Bine sunt si foarte multi care au venit din afara orasului cu mediile extrem de mari si de umflate, dar s-ar putea sa se mai retraga pe parcurs, dar ideea e ca aici vreau sa trag si sa invat cat de mult pot si daca reusesc, in al doilea semestru din anul 3 sa pot sa plec in strainatate si sa imi sustin acolo lucrarea de licenta. Chiar nu stiu ce sa fac si momentan chiar sunt intr-o dilema.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3989761620115744662?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3989761620115744662/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-mare-dilema.html#comment-form' title='20 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3989761620115744662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3989761620115744662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-mare-dilema.html' title='O mare dilema!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3458575582521070004</id><published>2010-07-23T09:03:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:25:11.615+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parazitii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melodiile de dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matinala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devreme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o carte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Hello. Buna dimineata! Da ce matinala sunt azi, nici mie nu imi vine sa cred, avand in vedere ca deja am intrat in programul de vara. M-am trezit asa devreme pentru ca nu mai puteam sa dorm avand in vedere ca ai mei isi pregateau bagajele ca sa plece la Moneasa. Asa ca m-am trezit si eu si i-am ajutat sa termine mai repede, mi-au facut, logic, instructajul de plecare si dusi au fost. Somnoroasa cum eram, mi-am facut o cafea, mi-am dus scaun in balcon, si cu o carte buna in mana, mi-am savurat cafeaua si tigara de dimineata. Acum ma duc sa mai aranjez una alta prin casa ca sa fie totul in ordine si imi pun tot ce imi trebuie cu mine, ca doar nu o sa raman singura acasa. Plec la al meu &lt;a href="http://balauru84.blogspot.com/"&gt;Balaur&lt;/a&gt;. Asa ca v-am pupat si sa va doresc sa aveti parte de un weekend cat mai frumos, alaturi de cei dragi!&lt;br /&gt;Playlist-ul de dimineata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8aRor905cCw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/8aRor905cCw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YDihU7Dv4Sg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/YDihU7Dv4Sg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lqo749Cgq48&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/Lqo749Cgq48&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9o9KE_jJsCk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/9o9KE_jJsCk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" 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/7886770968879737705-3458575582521070004?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3458575582521070004/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello.html#comment-form' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3458575582521070004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3458575582521070004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-2502030688752833630</id><published>2010-07-22T14:36:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T15:02:43.011+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premiu'/><title type='text'>Este blog me inspira!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEgty5xIv_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/KGwINH-LsU4/s1600/maria+paula+VI_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEgty5xIv_I/AAAAAAAAAW0/KGwINH-LsU4/s320/maria+paula+VI_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496693697729314802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Si uite ca am primit din nou un premiu, de data aceasta de la &lt;a href="http://lumina-inamurg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dara&lt;/a&gt;, careia tin sa ii multumesc pentru acest premiu. Nu am sa il tin doar pentru mine ci am sa il ofer mai departe unor persoane mai deosebite carora le citesc gandurile cu foarte mare placere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lost-inside-coco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coco&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anelises.blogspot.com/"&gt;anelise&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nimic-perfect.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nimeni`&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://rainychocoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;ANM&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://asingleseason.blogspot.com/"&gt;dyanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://cris-buli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Sunshine&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mihaella875.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mihaella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a href="http://where-magic-is-happen.blogspot.com/"&gt; killer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    si nu in ultimul rand unei mici printese &lt;a href="http://andrasaraotilia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andra Sara Otilia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-2502030688752833630?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/2502030688752833630/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/este-blog-me-inspira.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2502030688752833630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2502030688752833630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/este-blog-me-inspira.html' title='Este blog me 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type='text'>Epuizata</title><content type='html'>Tocmai am ajuns acasa dupa o zi intreaga petrecuta la strand in Ungaria. Nu cred ca are rost sa ma pun sa vorbesc despre preturile si conditiile care sunt acolo chiar daca faci in jur de 20 de km pana acolo. E logic ca la noi, chestia asta lasa de dorit. Noi stim sa punem doar preturi cat mai mari, dar conditiile nu sunt nici pe departe pe masura pretului.&lt;br /&gt;Bun, oricum nu despre asta vroiam sa spun. Am avut parte de o zi extrem de frumoasa, cu mult soare, relaxare, in care am uitat de griji, iar pentru ziua asta tin sa ii multumesc Imolei pentru ca daca ea nu insista nu mergeam. Dupa o zi intreaga, am pornit si noi inspre casa, totul bine si frumos. Era imposibil sa nu se intample ceva, care sa strice toata ziua si sa umbreasca toate momentele frumoase din aceasta zi. Am fost foarte frumosi impreuna, m-am simtit extraordinar de bine alaturi de el si in timp ce stateam si ma topeam la soare, ma gandeam la faptul ca efectiv nu ma intereseaza cine trece pe langa mine si cat de bine arata, pentru ca, pentru mine doar el conteaza. Am putut in sfarsit sa vorbesc cu el despre problema care pe mine ma macina si ne-am inteles chiar mai bine decat ma gandeam. Doar ca era imposibil sa nu se termine prost. Am ajuns sa ne certam pentru o prostie.&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot sa inteleg de ce tot timpul, dupa o zi in care te-ai simtit extraordinar de bine, trebuie sa se intample ceva mai neplacut. Sa ai o noapte mai linistita? (ironic vorbind) ...sau e in loc de urarea calduroasa de "noapte buna"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-453078825247373495?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/453078825247373495/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/epuizata.html#comment-form' title='19 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/453078825247373495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/453078825247373495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/epuizata.html' title='Epuizata'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-2480590286212109423</id><published>2010-07-19T12:44:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T12:54:18.518+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stapanul meu e tampit'/><title type='text'>Stapanul meu e tampit</title><content type='html'>N-am mai scris de cateva zile...caldura mare si lipsa de inspiratie, cam astea cred ca sunt motivele.&lt;br /&gt;Nici acum nu am sa scriu prea mult ci am sa postez cateva poze &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;din categoria stapanul meu e tampit&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEQe0yESOPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/su7FkHWdrlc/s1600/imbracate3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEQfcaVI6JI/AAAAAAAAAWU/GHHKbEkAvmg/s320/image_125129424824112500_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495552018263632018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEQgOrlE2iI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QJKKNyOjffE/s1600/imbracate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEQgOrlE2iI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QJKKNyOjffE/s320/imbracate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495552881887336994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEQgHMzX3mI/AAAAAAAAAWk/qu5QVBhM1F0/s1600/imbracate9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEQgHMzX3mI/AAAAAAAAAWk/qu5QVBhM1F0/s320/imbracate9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495552753366720098" 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/7886770968879737705-2480590286212109423?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/2480590286212109423/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/stapanul-meu-e-tampit.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2480590286212109423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2480590286212109423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/stapanul-meu-e-tampit.html' title='Stapanul meu e tampit'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEQe0yESOPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/su7FkHWdrlc/s72-c/imbracate3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-1735361559976104875</id><published>2010-07-16T10:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:43:15.532+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dosar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caldura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 zile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>Ultimele 2 zile</title><content type='html'>Ultimele doua zile au fost de-a dreptul groaznice. Marti m-am trezit la 7 dimineata ca sa reusesc sa mananc, sa fac un dus si toate cele ca sa pot sa ma duc la scoala sa imi scot dosarul si sa fac cat mai multe inainte sa vina caldura groaznica, adica pana pe la 11 cand inca mai e suportabil pe-afara. Dar n-am reusit mare lucru marti, am stat la coada aproape o ora ca sa imi iau dosarul de la liceu si apoi inca o ora aproape la notar ca sa imi legalizez copia dupa diploma de bacalaureat si cum peste tot era plin am avut ce astepta. Am terminat cu toate pe la 11 si ceva asa ca am fugit repede cu fetele la o cafea si ceva rece sa ne mai racorim putin. Miercuri dimineata am luat-o de la capat. Aceiasi ora de trezire si fuguta spre facultate cu toate hartogariile dupa mine. A trebuit sa umblu si sa caut unde e cabinetul medical studentesc in campus pentru ca evident nu stiam si pentru ca trebuia sa imi vizeze o adeverinta de la medicul de familie pe care scria ca sunt apta pentru facultate. Am stat un pic si pe-acolo la coada, apoi am mers la secretariatu mare ca sa platim taxa de inscriere, de unde am scapat destul de repede si apoi ne-am luat o pauza bine meritata la umbra, in timp ce ne savuram tigara. Am mers apoi la secretariatul facultatii noastre, de unde ni-a trimis in ceva sala unde se verificau dosarele si trebuia completat un formular de inscriere.&lt;br /&gt;Intr-un final am reusit sa termint cu toate, iar acum trebuie sa astept pana in data de 27 ca sa vad daca am intrat la fara taxa sau la cu taxa. Vorba aceea: "om trai si om vedea"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEAMh7yWF2I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Gpz_9DmsnJQ/s1600/download.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEAMh7yWF2I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Gpz_9DmsnJQ/s400/download.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494405322516076386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.   Imaginea am primit-o azi dimineata pe mail de la un prieten si am zis ca nu o tin doar pentru mine:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-1735361559976104875?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/1735361559976104875/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/ultimele-2-zile.html#comment-form' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1735361559976104875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1735361559976104875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/ultimele-2-zile.html' title='Ultimele 2 zile'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TEAMh7yWF2I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Gpz_9DmsnJQ/s72-c/download.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-6784772815815985975</id><published>2010-07-12T14:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T14:26:15.233+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in sat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barfele'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la bunici'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acasa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o parte frumoase si una urata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Acasa</title><content type='html'>Am revenit si eu acasa dupa un weekend intreg petrecut in sat la bunici. Am reusit in sfarsit sa merg si pe la ei ca anul acesta nu prea am fost, plus ca am zis ca mi-ar prinde bine putin aer mai curat ca sa pot sa ma relaxez si mai aveam si niste ganduri, ca nah, bunicii adica...intelegeti voi...vorba aceea, daca nu curge, picura! Am avut parte si de relaxare, de ore intregi in care am stat in curte, sub nucul cel batran, pe o bancuta si am citit, lasandu-ma purtata de val. E nucul amintirilor mele...sub acel nuc, cand eram micuta, imi gaseam tot timpul de lucru, ba stateam la umbra, ba acolo imi faceam casuta, ba ma ascundeam ore intregi de ceilalti. Acum am stat sa citesc. Am profitat din plin de faptul ca verisorului meu nu i-a mers calculatorul, asa ca am putut sa ma deconectez putin de la viata de zi cu zi. Duminica, desi era foarte cald afara, nebunei de vara-mea i-a venit o idee, sa mergem naiba stie pe unde, sa ne plimbam ca sa putem dormi noaptea mai bine. Zis si facut. Pe la ora 16, ne-am pornit de-acasa, eu, verisoara mea, prietenul ei, matusa mea si baiatul ei. Am inceput sa tot urcam pe diferite dealuri pana nu am mai putut nici unul dintre noi. Am avut oricum putin noroc deoarece sus mai adia din cand in vantul...am avut astfel parte de aproape 4 ore pline de peisaje pitoresti, care mai de care...locurile in care mama si-a petrecut copilaria. Asta am putea sa spunem ca a fost partea frumoasa.&lt;br /&gt;Acum sa spun si aia urata...urata daca bagi in seama ce spun ceilalti si te intereseaza parerea celor din jur. In general nu prea ma intereseaza parerea celor din jur sau ce cred ei despre mine...ma intereseaza doar parerea persoanelor cu adevarat importante din viata mea. Ei bine, pana acum 2 ani eram in fiecare vacanta la bunici si stateam cu lumea de pe-acolo. Cum de 2 ani nu prea ma mai duc sau si daca ma duc, stau mai mult pe-acasa cu bunicii, lenevesc si mai ies din cand in cand la o tigara, lumea a inceput sa barfeaca. M-am saturat de atatia frustrati care nu au ce face si nu stiu cum sa se bucure de viata lor, incat se simt tot timpul nevoiti sa observe si cel mai mic detaliu la celelalte persoane ca mai apoi sa barfeasca cu toata lumea si sa il mai si infloreasca. Dar asta este, in fond si la urma urmei, nu prea avem cum sa schimbam lumea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-6784772815815985975?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/6784772815815985975/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/acasa.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6784772815815985975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6784772815815985975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/acasa.html' title='Acasa'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3941782849041566747</id><published>2010-07-07T12:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T13:25:32.899+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basescu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gandacelul'/><title type='text'>Gândăcelul Boc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TDRQ7ziCBDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/873jJjuc3Wg/s1600/download.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TDRQ7ziCBDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/873jJjuc3Wg/s400/download.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491102834046927922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gândăcelul Boc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;De ce m-ai prins in pumnul tău,&lt;br /&gt;Si m-ai forţat? Tu nu ştii oare&lt;br /&gt;Că-s mic şi eu şi că mă doare&lt;br /&gt;Când tu mă strângi atât de rău?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primar ca tine-am fost şi eu,&lt;br /&gt;Şi-am renunţat la primărie,&lt;br /&gt;Şi milă trebuia sa-ţi fie&lt;br /&gt;De plânsul şi mandatul meu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din tihna mea din Mănăştur&lt;br /&gt;Tu m-ai chemat la Bucureşti,&lt;br /&gt;Si mi-ai promis c-o să mă creşti.&lt;br /&gt;Acum mi-e clar, te doare-n cur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De ce mă laşi acum în pom?&lt;br /&gt;Când toate am făcut ca tine.&lt;br /&gt;Azi plânge Clujul după mine&lt;br /&gt;Şi plâng şi cursele Tarom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Şi plânge mama mult de tot&lt;br /&gt;Că i-au tăntit în plen baiatul&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Aliniere în centru" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scârbit de fapta ta cea rea,&lt;br /&gt;Degeaba-l plângi pe Boc cu zile.&lt;br /&gt;Ci mergi spaşit acum şi zi-le&lt;br /&gt;Clujenilor, isprava ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai zi-le că de-acum ai vrea&lt;br /&gt;Să nu mai tot striveşti de zid,&lt;br /&gt;Oricare gâză de partid&lt;br /&gt;Care-a trecut prin faţa ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar ca poet, zi-le c-ai vrea&lt;br /&gt;Să aperi orice vietate,&lt;br /&gt;Oricât de fără-nsemnătate,&lt;br /&gt;Si cu oricâtă voluptate&lt;br /&gt;În cur, săraca, te-ar pupa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sursa: www.catavencu.ro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3941782849041566747?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3941782849041566747/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/gandacelul-boc.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3941782849041566747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3941782849041566747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/gandacelul-boc.html' title='Gândăcelul Boc'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TDRQ7ziCBDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/873jJjuc3Wg/s72-c/download.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5345959258265902995</id><published>2010-07-05T16:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:20:09.422+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pustietate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='te iubesc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frig'/><title type='text'>E frig si e pustiu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TDHb9JY1MyI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-w9ujI6dKWQ/s1600/10777403527083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TDHb9JY1MyI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-w9ujI6dKWQ/s320/10777403527083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490411264279917346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e frig si miroase a pustietate in jurul meu. Probabil unii vor crede ca aiurez dar momentan asa e si multi nu vor intelege. Dar nu asta urmaresc. Urmaresc sa ma descarc. Momentan mi s-a sters de pe fata zambetul urias pe care il am de ieri. Momentan iar au aparut norii. M-am saturat de ei, nu ii mai suport. Nu norii de pe cer, ci norii care pot aparea in viata de zi cu zi, problemele. Ar trebui sa ii ofer sprijin si foarte multa sustinere dar uneori simt ca nu am putere, ca nu mai pot. Oricat de mult incerc sa fiu tare, momentele lui de depresie sau momentele in care nu are chef de nimic si cand nimic nu e bine si toate ies pe dos, ma pun la pamant si ma lasa fara puteri, desi stiu ca in mare parte nu are nicio legatura cu mine ci cu lumea din jur, cu sistemul si toate cele. Atunci cand din cauza  lucrurilor si a problemelor de care se loveste in viata de zi cu zi, isi doreste sa plece cat mai departe pentru ca nu mai suporta tara asta si vrea sa fie unde era acum un an si era fara nicio grija nu pot sa spun nimic...imi dau lacrimile si atat. Ma gandesc cu oroare la faptul ca s-ar putea intampla asa si sa plece...chiar daca teoretic, din moment ce il iubesc si lui i-ar fi mai bine ar trebui sa il incurajez sau sa il las sa plece...in privinta asta sunt foarte egoista, il iubesc prea mult si am nevoie de el langa mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-5345959258265902995?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5345959258265902995/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/e-frig-si-e-pustiu.html#comment-form' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5345959258265902995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5345959258265902995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/e-frig-si-e-pustiu.html' title='E frig si e pustiu'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TDHb9JY1MyI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-w9ujI6dKWQ/s72-c/10777403527083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5044424515041297894</id><published>2010-07-05T09:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T09:44:53.180+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rezultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bac2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s-a incheiat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timp pentru mine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>buna dimineata</title><content type='html'>Deci, dupa cum am spus, buna dimineata si voua. Azi, chiar daca a trebuit sa ma trezesc putin mai devreme si chiar daca nu am dormit cat mi-am propus eu, azi macar nu mai am griji si nu mai sunt presata de timp si nu ma mai gandesc cu groaza ca trebuie sa ma intorc imediat pe patul plin de foi. Acum imi savurez linistita cafeaua de dimineata cu mult lapte, insotita de o tigara. Am avut parte de un weekend frumos cu al meu barbat, iar incepand de azi am sa incep sa vegetez. Incepand de azi am timp pentru mine. Inainte de asta oricum e musai sa imi fac curatenie in camera pentr ca nu pot sa mai stau asa, pe birou nu mai este loc de atatea foi si carti. Dar am sa-mi fac mult spatiu cand am sa dau la o parte tot ce tine de bac si de scoala!&lt;br /&gt;Da, deja de sambata seara am inceput sa ma uit daca nu cumva s-au afisat rezultatele pe net ca deja parca aveam o stare de neliniste, dar nu erau. Duminica dimineata dupa ce m-am trezit m-am uitat din nou si tot nu erau. Mi-am deschis intr-un final si eu telefonul pentru ca l-am tinut mai mult inchis weekendu asta si am sunat-o pe-o colega ca am ramas ca vorbim dimineata si ea mi-a spus sa mai sun o alta colega care e inca la scoala ca sa imi spuna magnificele note. Zis si facut...deja nu mai puteam de nerabdare. Am sunat-o si i-am spus sa se uite si la notele mele, iar apoi mi-a pus ca la romana am cam dat-o in bara dar asta vi-am mai spus si lunea trecuta dupa ce am iesit de la examen. Bun, deci, mi-a spus ca la romana am luat 7.80 , la istorie am luat 9.30 si la logica am luat 10. Printr-un calcul micut, pe bac mi-a iesit 9.03, iar media de intrare la facultate mi-a iesit 9.38. Sunt  in grafic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-5044424515041297894?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5044424515041297894/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/buna-dimineata.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5044424515041297894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5044424515041297894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/buna-dimineata.html' title='buna dimineata'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8159197580458670302</id><published>2010-07-02T14:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:14:23.905+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bac2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s-a incheiat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacanta'/><title type='text'>Vacanta in sfarsit!</title><content type='html'>Si uite-asa a trecut si ultima proba la bac. Am trecut si peste asta, cu mult mai bine decat peste celalte doua si fara emotii. A fost putin mai greu decat ma asteptam dar pana la urma s-a terminat cu bine. Acum mai ramane sa vedem rezultatele duminica seara si sa ma duc sa ma inscriu la facultate. Dar oficial, am intrat in vacanta de o ora jumate de cand am iesit de la bac si e atat de bine.&lt;br /&gt;Despre bac, ce pot sa spun...a fost un multi ghiveci si aici ma refer si la probele de peste an, dar a trecut. Sincer, desi notele mele vor fi mai mici decat cele la care speram eu, nu pot sa spun ca sunt dezamagita si nici nu pot sa spun ca am invatat degeaba per total, pentru ca in fond am invatat pentru mine si stiu ca atunci cand am intrat in scoala am intrat impacata cu mine insami. Chiar nu regret faptul ca am stat ultimele doua saptamani mai mult in casa ca sa invat si nu am iesit in fiecare seara in oras, pentru ca de azi inainte am o vara intreaga la dispozitie sa fac tot ce imi pofteste inimioara. Cred ca intr-un fel, asa cum s-a modificat bacul anul acesta, a fost sa ii spun asa putin mai usor avand in vedere faptul ca acum, intr-o saptamana am terminat cu toate probele, chiar daca in anii trecuti oralele ridicau media la toti, cu mici exceptii.&lt;br /&gt;A fost bine, am trecut si de pasul asta si uite asa am mai incheiat inca un capitol din viata, iar un nou capitol sta nerabdator sa inceapa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-8159197580458670302?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8159197580458670302/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacanta-in-sfarsit.html#comment-form' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8159197580458670302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8159197580458670302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacanta-in-sfarsit.html' title='Vacanta in sfarsit!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3065488956271821159</id><published>2010-07-01T12:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:10:14.924+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bac2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ieri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='istorie'/><title type='text'>Done that</title><content type='html'>mnah ieri am terminat si cu ce a fost mai greu si de ce imi era mai tare frica si anume, proba la istorie, devenita obligatorie pentru cei de la filologie, dupa ce s-a modificat bacul. Desi pentru primele 2 parti trebuia sa stii doar domnitorii, autonomiile locale si ideologii si practici politice, iar la eseu intrau restul temelor, acum eseul a fost un fel de ghiveci, despre diplomatie si conflict, in mare parte domnitori. A fost bine si asa, avand in vedere ca bataliile si tratatele semnatete de domnitori le stiam cu tot felul de detalii, astfel, am reusit sa fac un eseu de 3 pagini. Bine, nu e perfect, dar eu sunt multumita. Acum, vom vedea mai multe duminica cand se vor afisa rezultatele. Ce a fost mai greu a trecut, proba de maine e usoara si nu imi fac griji pentru ea, pentru ca eu maine dau din logica.&lt;br /&gt;Acum la incheiere, vreau sa va multumesc tuturor pentru sustinerea din aceste zilele, mai ales ca am avut niste emotii de nu-i adevarat, iar vorbele voastre chiar m-au incurajat. Ieri dimineata, inainte sa trebuiasca sa intram in sala, stateam afara cu colegii si fumam si de emotie mi-am cam scapat tigara direct pe deget si m-am ars :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3065488956271821159?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3065488956271821159/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/done-that.html#comment-form' title='29 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3065488956271821159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3065488956271821159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/07/done-that.html' title='Done that'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-6472493967446994950</id><published>2010-06-29T10:44:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T11:08:38.994+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oamenii'/><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>M-am saturat...m-am saturat sa fiu aia proasta care face si pe dracu in patru ca sa fie bine si cand vine vorba ca acel cineva sa faca ceva pentru mine, se intampla din paste-n craciun. M-am saturat sa se intample tot asa si apoi sa stau sa plang singura ca sa ma calmez si de obicei se intampla tot in momente dinastea in care am multe de facut. Am crezut ca e bine ce fac si cum fac, dar se pare ca oricat de bine ar fi, nu da niciun rezultat, pentru ca atunci cand am mai mare nevoie, se intampla altceva mult mai important si am cazut pe locul doi foarte usor. Si uite-asa am reusit sa am iar o stare de spirit inuman de buna...&lt;br /&gt;Daca nu acum, atunci cand?&lt;br /&gt;Intr-un fel am ajuns la concluzia ca daca nu ai asteptari de la persoanele din jurul tau, nu poti sa fii dezamagita, astfel nu am mai suferi atat. Dar oare atunci cand tii la o persoana si atuni cand iubesti, poti sa faci acest lucru? Cam foarte greu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-6472493967446994950?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/6472493967446994950/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/tired.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6472493967446994950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6472493967446994950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-4747468364465212215</id><published>2010-06-28T15:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T17:28:38.666+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basmul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cobai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bac2010'/><title type='text'>Bacul cobailor!</title><content type='html'>M-am saturat sa fac parte dintr-o generatie de cobai si sa fim aia folositi de fiecare data cand ajunge la putere un altul pe post de ministru. Sau considerau ca daca da basmul la clasa a XII-a ne vor face o favoare? Nu! Nu ne-au facut deloc de o favoare. Sau probabil au facut-o de fatada ca au zis ca daca tot ni-au intors si ne-au destors cu modificarea bacului, ne vor da un subiect foarte simplu, dar asa de simplu incat sa nu ne astaptam si sa avem niste surprize destul de neplacute. Pe scurt, am facut un eseu de 3 pagini, din caracterizarea lui Harap-Alb, cu un scris mai mult decat labartat, doar din amintiri. Acum nah, norocul prostului, cine a parcurs toata materia a stiut si va lua nota mare, cine a miscat va lua iar nota mare, iar restu dumnezeu cu mila. Singuru lucru de care imi e ciuda e faptul ca am stat 2 saptamani ca proasta si mi-am invatat, incat am mancat romanele si nuvelele, inclusiv din comedie stiam mai mult, dar basmul nici nu l-am citit pentru ca mi se parea imposibil sa ne dea asa ceva. Asta este...sa imi fie invatatura de minte sa nu ma mai las pe ultimele 2 saptamani cu atata materie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-4747468364465212215?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/4747468364465212215/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/bacul-cobailor.html#comment-form' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4747468364465212215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4747468364465212215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/bacul-cobailor.html' title='Bacul cobailor!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-6605051175859488974</id><published>2010-06-27T11:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:03:05.308+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>Neata din nou</title><content type='html'>Tocmai m-am trezit, cu un chef de viata de nici nu are rost sa vorbesc despre el, dar simt ca parca imi mai revin pentru ca imi savurez tigara si cafeaua de dimineata...ideea e in felul urmator, ca sa nu ma trezesc si sa ma pun direct pe invatat, m-am postat in fata calculatorului si am inceput sa va citesc pe voi, dupa care mi-am verificat mailu. Aici, ce sa vezi! Am primit un mail de la ceva   :Xbebitzu:X care ma invita sa imi fac lipeala cu el sau ea pe "lipiciosii.ro", cica cel mai cool site de dating. Mda, banuiesc ca asta va deveni mai rau decat hi cinciu. Pe acest site se gasesc "&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1277628819_2"&gt;Mii&lt;/span&gt; de poze,  jurnale, grupuri, forum, chat, jocuri si multe altele" care cica ma asteapta.  "Vino si lipeste-te de noi  si cu noi, dar ai grija: creeaza dependenta! Spor la lipeala!"...creeaza dependenta? Deci nu mai am cuvinte.&lt;br /&gt;Am putea spune ca pe de o parte sunt ok site-urile astea de socializare, sau cel putin la inceput, cand nu stie foarte multa lume de ele, dar pe masura ce stiu tot mai multe persoane de acel site, se ajunge in ultimul hal. Pentru ce sa imi pun poze pe inca in site ca lumea sa imi lase comentarii gen" scumpik, dulcik si care mai apoi degenereaza in "ce buna esti, sexoasa s.a.m.d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-6605051175859488974?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/6605051175859488974/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/neata-din-nou.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6605051175859488974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6605051175859488974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/neata-din-nou.html' title='Neata din nou'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-9069045356715742824</id><published>2010-06-26T12:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T12:44:16.565+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>He is the one!</title><content type='html'>Am sa fiu foarte scurta in ceea ce priveste evenimentul de ieri si parerile mele personale, ba chiar nu am sa spun nimic. Dar am sa spun in schimb ce am gasit si eu pe-aici cautand.&lt;br /&gt;In semn de omagiu, cativa artisti romani au fost de acord sa cante cate o piesa a lui Michael Jackson, ca un tribut personal la adresa starului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vali Rupita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;impreuna cu prietenii sai au cantat intr-o  maniera proprie o varianta "lautareasca" a piesei "&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are  not alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: static; cursor: auto; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt; " pentru a demonstra ca muzica &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0) ! important; border-width: medium medium 1px; border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(192, 209, 254); cursor: pointer; display: inline ! important;" onclick="X1U5TClick(this,2);" onmouseover="X1U5TOver(this,2,'muzica',3);" onmouseout="X1U5TOut(this,2);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trece de orice bariera,  indiferent de instrumentele folosite, limbaj sau popor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="376" style="display:block; margin:0 0 5px 0;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/gQa0ZOhSoAx3m1SmVPkCaFSdRY9i0Ly8g4xHAS0ilnw="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/gQa0ZOhSoAx3m1SmVPkCaFSdRY9i0Ly8g4xHAS0ilnw=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="376" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="display:block; width:420px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:12px; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro/show-buzz/michael_jackson/cel-mai-tare-cover-michael-jackson-vali-rupita-you-are-not-alone.html" title="Hai cu tambalu'! I love you Michael! Cel mai tare cover made in Romania!" style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hai cu tambalu'! I love you Michael! Cel mai tare cover made in Romania!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro" title="StirileProTV" style="color:#000000;"&gt;StirileProTV.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Natalia Barbu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; s-a gandit sa interpreteze"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Billie Jean&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - una dintre cele mai iubite melodii ale lui  Michael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="376" style="display:block; margin:0 0 5px 0;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/Q9OHI+bZ1i96PxGhJD0+nM3fY2I1tnXAPWSLcntv8N0="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/Q9OHI+bZ1i96PxGhJD0+nM3fY2I1tnXAPWSLcntv8N0=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="376" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="display:block; width:420px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:12px; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro/show-buzz/michael_jackson/natalia-barbu-aduce-un-omagiu-lui-michael-jackson-billie-jean.html" title="Natalia Barbu aduce un omagiu lui Michael Jackson: " style="color:#000000;"&gt;Natalia Barbu aduce un omagiu lui Michael Jackson: "Billie Jean"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro" title="StirileProTV" style="color:#000000;"&gt;StirileProTV.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adi Cristescu &lt;/strong&gt;a ales sa cante o piesa foarte cunoscuta  de-a lui Michael: "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Human Nature&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="376" style="display:block; margin:0 0 5px 0;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/i+kAaD9Ig41LQLrocZrq7s3fY2I1tnXAPWSLcntv8N0="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/i+kAaD9Ig41LQLrocZrq7s3fY2I1tnXAPWSLcntv8N0=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="376" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="display:block; width:420px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:12px; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro/show-buzz/michael_jackson/adi-cristescu-aduce-un-omagiu-lui-michael-jackson-human-nature.html" title="Adi Cristescu aduce un omagiu lui Michael Jackson: " style="color:#000000;"&gt;Adi Cristescu aduce un omagiu lui Michael Jackson: "Human nature"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro" title="StirileProTV" style="color:#000000;"&gt;StirileProTV.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andra &lt;/strong&gt;a ales sa cante, din repertoriul megastarului,  melodia "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are not alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="376" style="display:block; margin:0 0 5px 0;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/4czQbT6qLeX5vZsO0lSuvDWaHaoa79AmdoNQh/oT0ig="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/4czQbT6qLeX5vZsO0lSuvDWaHaoa79AmdoNQh/oT0ig=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="376" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="display:block; width:420px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:12px; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro/show-buzz/michael_jackson/andra-canta-you-are-not-alone-in-memoria-lui-michael-jackson.html" title="Andra canta " style="color:#000000;"&gt;Andra canta "You are not alone" in memoria lui Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro" title="StirileProTV" style="color:#000000;"&gt;StirileProTV.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Francezu'&lt;/span&gt;, de la Simplu, a pregatit o coregrafie speciala, pe melodia   "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jam&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="376" style="display:block; margin:0 0 5px 0;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/QzFl1GwlZljVumVSVLrXQVSdRY9i0Ly8g4xHAS0ilnw="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://stirileprotv.ro/bin/player/embed.php/QzFl1GwlZljVumVSVLrXQVSdRY9i0Ly8g4xHAS0ilnw=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="376" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="display:block; width:420px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:12px; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro/show-buzz/michael_jackson/artistii-romani-in-tribut-michael-jackson-pe-www-stirileprotv-ro-2.html" title="Artistii romani in tribut Michael Jackson pe www.stirileprotv.ro!" style="color:#000000;"&gt;Artistii romani in tribut Michael Jackson pe www.stirileprotv.ro!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0; padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stirileprotv.ro" title="StirileProTV" style="color:#000000;"&gt;StirileProTV.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-9069045356715742824?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/9069045356715742824/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/he-is-one.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/9069045356715742824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/9069045356715742824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/he-is-one.html' title='He is the one!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-675217799384516291</id><published>2010-06-25T12:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T12:35:58.852+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aseara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de ce?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invatat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>Din ce in ce mai socata</title><content type='html'>Buna dimineata again! Azi m-am trezit cu chef de invatat asa ca postarea va fi una destul de scurta pentru ca fug rapid sa vad cat pot sa invat atata timp cat ma mai tine starea asta.&lt;br /&gt;Aseara, in timp ce stateam afara la o tigara ma tot gandeam la tot felul de lucruri...mai bine spus, mi-am pus tot felul de intrebari si din pacate sunt intrebari la care nu prea le gasesti un raspuns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;de ce anume nu ne dorim sa evoluam si sa fim altfel decat suntem? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;de ce anume nu ne dorim sa fim mai civilizati si sa dam dovada de faptul ca acasa am primit totusi o educatie destul de buna? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;de ce refuzam sa ascundem educatia primita acasa si ne comportam ca niste oameni care nu au nici macar o baza?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;de ce preferam sa ne comportam mai rau decat niste animale carora nu le pasa de absolut nimic?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;sunt multe intrebari pe care ni le putem pune in legatura cu astfel de lucruri si care momentan nu mai imi vin in minte din cauza ca sunt somnoroasa...dar ma sochez atunci cand aud ca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; la noi in tara sunt tot mai multi copii abandonati-deci suntem mai rau decat animalele ca ele, asa mai inferioare decat noi nu isi abandoneaza puii&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pana acum, boala secolului era cancerul mamar, iar acum s-a trecut la cancerul de col uterin, care la noi in tara este depistat abia in stadiul 3 si 4, adica ultimele si cele mai grave-m-am saturat de mantalitatea asta invechita ca nu mergem la doctor decat atunci cand chiar nu mai putem de durere&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;doar la noi vezi familii cu cate 10-11 copii care traiesc intr-o camera pe post de casa pentru ca au tot facut pe copii dar nu au posibilitatile necesare sa ii intretina asa ca traiesc din alocatia copiilor, extrem de mare alocatie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;am ramas mai mult decat socata cand am auzit ca ieri, in Arad, o fetita de 2 ani a cazut de la etajul 6...scuza mamei: fetita tot timpul se catara pe unde apuca si acum banuiesc ca sa catarat pe pervazul geamului...a si la un moment dat si-a dat si ea seama ca nu mai e copilul in casa...asta a fost doar un caz, ca intr-o ora am auzit de 4 astfel de cazuri care s-au petrecut intr-o zi...chiar nu pot sa inteleg pentru ce dracu ne mai facem copii daca nu suntem in stare sa ii crestem si sa avem grija de ei&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;auzim din ce in ce mai des despre copii care pleaca de-acasa din cauza parintilor care ii bat tot timpul...n-am spus ca acei copii sunt sfinti, dar pacat ca lumea nu intelege ca bataia nu rezolva absolut nimic, dar nu, se ajunge in cazuri extreme gen: batai cu biciul, smuls parul din cap, ne stingem tigara de propriul copil si multe altele...si ne mai miram apoi de ce tineretul este asa cum este, pai dupa astfel de traume din copilarie, cum ar putea fi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Per total...fara cuvinte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-675217799384516291?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/675217799384516291/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/din-ce-in-ce-mai-socata.html#comment-form' title='18 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/675217799384516291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/675217799384516291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/din-ce-in-ce-mai-socata.html' title='Din ce in ce mai socata'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8834289457212042286</id><published>2010-06-24T11:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:09:24.968+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patul plin de foi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 cifra magica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>3 cifra magica</title><content type='html'>Hello people si buna dimineata ca eu abia acum am reusit sa ma tarasc din pat! Am sa imi fac siesta de dimineata, putin citit pe la voi, cu o cafea buna in fata si tigara de dimineata in mana...dupa care am sa imi reiau din nou locul bine stiut de catre mine de doua saptamani incoace, intr-un colt al patului, cu multe foi langa mine, alte cateva in brate si cu mult ceai.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh dar nu despre asta vroiam sa vorbesc dis de dimineata ca si pe mine ma ia cu dureri de cap doar cand ma gandesc...ci vroiam sa vorbesc de minunatiile pe care le-am vazut in timp ce ma indreptam spre al meu balaur. Ce sa fac eu acuma daca asa ne-am gasit noi, unul intr-un capat de oras si celalalt in alt capat, asa ca eu cum n-am carnet, ca sa ajung la el, trebuie sa ma duc si cu tramvaiu si cu autobuzul. Bun, vine si tramvaiu, ma urc in spate pentru ca era ceva lume si nu am vrut sa ma pun jos, ei si cu playeru in urechi, stateam si admiram tot peisajul din tramvai. Aproape de mine se aflau 3 mari dive, una cat de cat ok, mai era o blonda cu buzele extra mega rosii si niste gene frate de m-am speriat cand le-am vazut si cea din urma, banuiesc ca se credea un fel de bomba sexy. Asta avea sanii foarte mari da foarte bine pusi in valoare de un tricou negru, foarte mulat pe corp si cu un decolteu in v de aproape ca ii ieseau sanii afara, dar problema nasoala era faptul ca sub sani mai avea inca un balon mare pe post de burta si inca doua la solduri...arata foarte penibil mai ales ca toate erau pe-afara...nu suport oamenii astia care nu se vad cum arata si in loc sa isi ascunda defectele, ei le arata si mai sta apoi sa se mire de ce jegosul care tocmai s-a urcat in tramvai, mirosind a transpiratie si putin cam mulatru sta si isi beleste ochii la ea in decolteu...asta pe langa faptul ca desi aveam playeru in urechi auzeam ce vorbesc...nu stiu de ce pe mine si pe restul oamenilor din tramvai ni-ar interesa problemele lor nationale gen ca i s-a rupt la una tocul si diseara nu mai are cu ce sa vina in oras.&lt;br /&gt;Am scapat de una si am dat de alta...in autobuz de data asta aproximativ aceiasi problema dar se schimba sexul...3 baieti, care culmea, nu aratau foarte rau, erau foarte bine pusi la punct stateau ei si asteptau...am urcat in autobuz si m-am dus sa imi compostez biletul. Au inceput sa fluiere si sa rada zgomotos, dar m-am dus linistita sa ma pun jos. Au venit si s-au pus in fata mea, iar eu ma uitam in gol dar nu am putut sa nu observ faptul ca atunci cand si-au deschis toti gura le lipseau si cativa dinti si pe cat de bine erau de aranjati pe atat de tare miroseau a transpiratie si culmea, nu era de la caldura, pentru ca aseara nu a fost deloc cald si batea si vantul foarte tare. Nu suport baietii astia care in mijloacele de transport in comun incep sa fluiere si sa faca orice ca sa atraga atentia unei fete. Bine fluieratu dupa fete si pe strada e penibil, dar oricum.&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat de astfel de oameni pana peste cap si culmea ca oriunde mergi si oricum te invarti, tot dai de asemenea specimene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-8834289457212042286?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8834289457212042286/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-cifra-magica.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8834289457212042286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8834289457212042286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-cifra-magica.html' title='3 cifra magica'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-2838038481540674636</id><published>2010-06-21T21:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T13:37:07.379+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='te iubesc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente soptite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chipul tau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somethin special'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocea ta'/><title type='text'>Something special</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TB-tqUtnRQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/LZ7UGgOwbCc/s1600/135.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TB-tqUtnRQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/LZ7UGgOwbCc/s320/135.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485293813786690818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunt a ta si esti al meu...ma iubesti la fel de mult cat te iubesc si eu...zilele mi se par inuman de lungi pana cand reusesc sa te vad...atunci cand iti aud vocea la telefon ma simt mai bine si vocea ta, in timpul zilei, mai ales in momentele astea imi da putere sa fac ce imi propun...imaginea chipului tau e mereu prezenta in mintea mea...dupa ce te vad, ma incarc cu forte noi pentru urmatoarea zi, dar spre finalul zilei sunt deja epuizata si astept din nou, cu nerabdare sa te vad...cred ca stii deja prea bine cat de mult insemni pentru mine si asta nu doar din vorbe...stii, esti peste tot in jurul meu, in razele de soare care se rasfrang in camera mea, chiar si in norii care vestesc ploaia, in picaturile de ploaie, in pustietatea noptii...in fiecare seara adorm cu tine in gand, iar dimineata &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TB-uGvrLbNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/en3VMBOc1N0/s1600/136.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TB-uGvrLbNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/en3VMBOc1N0/s320/136.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485294302060571858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cand ma trezesc doar tu esti in gandul meu...ador zilele cand, dupa ce ne lasam prada imaginatiei si dragostei noastre, adormim unul in bratele celuilalt, iar dimineata cand ma trezesc esti langa mine, mai am inca cateva minute in care pot sa te privesc cum dormi, iar apoi te trezesti si tu si ma saruti. Sunt printre cele mai frumoase momente ale vietii mele. Dragostea ce ti-o port e cartea deschisa din ochii mei ce tu o poti citi mereu. Cuvintele mele prind viata si zboara catre tine, iar fiecare "te iubesc" pe care il rostesc e floarea sufletului meu pe care in tine o sadesc. Tot ce e foc in tine arde in mine, fiecare vorba a ta o soarbe cu sete gura mea, iar ochii mei sunt orbi fara privirea ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. am simtit nevoia sa scriu aceste randuri pe care mai apoi sa le citesti si tu printre altii, datorita starii tale de azi...te iubesc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-2838038481540674636?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/2838038481540674636/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-special.html#comment-form' title='18 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2838038481540674636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2838038481540674636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-special.html' title='Something special'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TB-tqUtnRQI/AAAAAAAAAUU/LZ7UGgOwbCc/s72-c/135.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-579712276321562952</id><published>2010-06-21T12:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:29:35.159+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doza de egoism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de ce?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stewardesa'/><title type='text'>De ce?</title><content type='html'>De ce tot timpul incercam sa facem pe plac persoanelor din jurul nostru, chiar daca noua nu ne convine? De ce incercam sa facem totul sa fie bine, mai mult in favoarea celuilalt, doar pentru a nu strica ceva in relatia de prietenie pe care o avem cu o persoana? Nu contest faptul ca prietenii aia adevarati sunt foarte importanti, dar cred ca uneori mai este cazul sa intervina si acea doza de egoism pe care o avem fiecare dintre noi...si cand vine vorba sa decizi in ceea ce priveste viitorul tau, sa o faci, indiferent de parerea si dorintele prietenilor...atunci e necesar sa te pui pe tine in prim plan si sa alegi pentru tine si ceea ce iti convine tie mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu, ea, Luana nu e asa...a luat-o ca pe o provocare, o provocare de a face ceva care nu e sigura ca i-ar placea, dar merge acolo pentru a mai sta inca un an cu o prietena a ei cu care se intelege foarte bine...din pacate e o persoana foarte influentabila si prietena ei si-a dat seama de acest lucru. Ceea ce a pus-o pe ganduri, a fost discutia pe care a avut-o cu prietenul ei, mult mai matur si care i-a spus ca atunci cand iti alegi facultatea, ti-o alegi in functie de ceea ce iti place si ca daca ea va merge la nu stiu ce chestie cu economia, unde isi pune creativitatea...o lasa undeva pe un raft? Nu ar fi o problema, dar ea vrea sa faca doar 1an de facultate pentru ca de la anu, cand implineste 20 vrea sa mearga sa faca cursul de stewardesa, ceea ce cred ca e o provocare destul de mare.&lt;br /&gt;Luana este o persoana foarte creativa, cu o imaginatie increbila...toate mergem la ea sa ne aranjeze. Are un stil de a se juca si de a combina culorile pe pleoape, incredibil...Parerea mea ar fi ca daca tot pierde 1 an pentru ca e obligata, macar sa il piarda cu folos si sa faca ceva care chiar sa ii foloseasca mult mai mult dupa ce isi va incheia cariera de stewardesa pentru ca nu cred ca dupa cativa ani de munca, ea va mai veni in tara sa isi continue facultatea aia cu economia. Si culmea e ca nu vrea sa intelegea ca de fapt face acest lucru pentru ea, persoana care i-a gasit punctul ei cel mai vulnerabil si pe care il exploateaza la maxim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-579712276321562952?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/579712276321562952/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/de-ce.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/579712276321562952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/579712276321562952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/de-ce.html' title='De ce?'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-7488210148417923548</id><published>2010-06-19T14:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T15:07:00.908+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexualitate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lipsa de insiratie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patul plin de foi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azi nu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zodii'/><title type='text'>Zodiile si sexualitatea</title><content type='html'>Azi nu...azi nu am chef de nimic si nu am niciun fel de inspiratie. Ma doare capul doar cand ma gandesc ca imediat trebuie sa imi reiau locul pe patul plin cu mormane de foi care parca nu se mai termina. Ma aflu intr-o mica pauza si din lipsa de inspiratie, am gasit ceva ce pare a fi destul de interesant pentru postarea de weekend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Zodiile si sexualitatea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Berbec&lt;/span&gt;- Probabil ca ati ajuns destul de devreme la maturitatea sexuala si aveti o  viata amoroasa - implicand pasiunea- foarte activa. Fiind vorba de un  semn de Foc, cardinal, guvernat de Marte, sunteti usor de starnit si la  fel de lesne ajungeti la exprimarea sexualitatii la propriu. Aveti  nevoie, de-a lungul intregii dvs. vieti, sa va stabiliti un ritm mai  lent, pentru a prelungi nu numai placerea partenerului, ci si pe a dvs. Cheia pentru a va mentine energia sexuala, care are tendinta de a  se epuiza mai devreme decat ar trebui, este sa fiti activi din punct de  vedere fizic cat de mult, nu neaparat sexual. Ocupati-va timpul cu  activitati diverse pentru ca energiile dvs. sa fie mereu solicitate.  Cand este cazul, combinati activitatea sexuala cu alte preocupari  recreationale. Calatoriile, schimbarea decorului si raporturile sexuale  desfasurate in locuri noi, cu care nu sunteti familiarizati, va pot  mentine capacitatile sexuale la nivel maxim pe termen lung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Taur&lt;/span&gt;-  Apartinad unui semn fix, nativii aceste zodii nu-si schimba  prea mult activitatea sexuala de-a lungul vietii. Sunt persoane  senzuale si care isi doresc mereu sa se bucure pe deplin de partea frumoasa a  vietii - sexul facand parte din aceasta. Nu va place sa fiti grabiti,  zoriti, pentru ca va place sa aveti suficient timp pentru a va delecta  cu fiecare experienta. Venus, planeta care va guverneaza semnul, a fost  mereu asociata cu dragostea si frumusetea, insa ar trebui sa tineti cont  de faptul ca e vorba de frumusetea fizica. Prin urmare, trebuie sa va  straduiti in permanent sa aratati bine, pentru a va mentine sexualitatea  la cote maxime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gemeni&lt;/span&gt;- Daca nu va epuizati tot incercand sa va implicati in mai multe lucruri  deodata, e foarte probabil ca va veti mentine libido-ul crescut toata  viata. Gemenii sunt zodia tineretii vesnice, dar e important sa stiti ca  pentru a va mentine interesul sexual la un nivel satisfacator trebuie  sa acceptati varietatea. Nu e deloc o sugestie spre promiscuitate sau  spre bisexualitate, ci doar un avertisment ca aceleasi practici si  tehnici folosite de fiecare data cand faceti dragoste va pot obosi;  incercati alte momente, alte locuri, alte tehnici, alta muzica etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Rac&lt;/span&gt;- Indiferent de varsta dvs., felul in care va exprimati sexualitatea e in  stransa legatura cu sentimentul de siguranta interioara. Cand va simti  siguri pe dvs. e cert ca si actul iubirii fizice va fi unul reusit, pe  cand daca aveti ezitari e posibil sa nu aveti deloc chef de sex.  Apartinand unui semn ai carui nativi se concentreaza mai mult spre camin  si binele domestic in aproape toate imprejurarile, nu sunteti genul  care sa faca dragoste cu oricine si oricand. Va respectati foarte mult  partenerul de sex si nu obtineti prea multa placere din relatiile intime  cu o alta persoana care nu se bucura de acelasi respect din partea dvs.  Data fiind tendinta dvs. de a va intoarce mereu spre toate situatiile  si experientele de natura emotionala, ar trebui sa invatati sa traiti si  sa va bucurati de fiecare zi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Leu&lt;/span&gt;- Firea dvs. este orientata spre placere si intotdeauna cautati sa va  bucurati de ea din plin; cum activitatea sexuala este in mod normal  placuta, interesul dvs. fata de aceasta este crescut. Leul este  un semn fix, ceea ce arata ca interesul si apetitul dvs. sexual nu se  modifica foarte mult odata cu trecerea anilor. Daca in primii ani de  maturitate apetitul dvs. sexual era unul crescut, sunt mari sanse sa fie  asa si mai tarziu. In general, natura dvs. sexuala este legata de modul in care va bucurati si de alte experiente ale vietii. Toate  modalitatile de a va simti bine, fie ca e vorba de petreceri, sport sau  activitati recreationale, pot functiona ca stimuli ai apetitului dvs.  sexual. Pentru a va pastra si prelungi viata sexuala e bine sa va  simtiti mereu bine in pielea dvs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fecioara&lt;/span&gt;- Din cauza naturii dvs. mutabile, interesul si participarea sexuala pot  fi inconstante. Poate ca faceti diverse lucruri sau macar va ganditi la unele fantezii  sexuale, insa de cele mai multe ori pe ascuns. Intre mentalul dvs. si  exprimarea propriei sexualitati este o legatura foarte stransa. Nu ar  trebui sa lasati ca devotamentul impins cateodata pana la extrem fata de  munca sa va ocupe prea mult timp sau sa va epuizeze energia, pentru ca  nu veti mai avea nici dispozitie, nici "forta" pentru a va satisface  nevoile sexuale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Balanta&lt;/span&gt;- Daca reusiti sa pastrati un echilibru corect  in  viata sexuala, atunci veti putea sa va bucurati de una indelungata  si satisfacatoare. In  ceea ce priveste exprimarea sexualitati, adesea va confruntati cu nevoia  si dificultatea de a hotari ceva : de exemplu, a avea sau nu relatii  intime cu o anumita persoana. Este o situatie frustranta, de vreme ce  Balanta este casa a VII-a, a parteneriatelor, si este posibil sa primiti  propuneri de uniune peste media celorlalte zodii. In mod normal,  corectitudinea si atitudinea dvs. echilibrata va ajuta sa traversati cu  bine asemenea situatii dificile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Scorpion&lt;/span&gt;- Scorpionul este casa a VIII-a, sector asociat traditional cu dorinta,  motivatia si conduita sexuala. Fara ca acestea sa devina dominante in  fata celorlalte influente din temele natale ale Scorpionilor, ii fac  insa sa fie nativii cei mai preocupati de sex din intregul zodiac. Fiind  vorba de un semn fix, se poate spune ca viata dvs. sexuala intensa nu  va cunoaste mari modificari o data cu trecerea anilor. Doar daca in tema  dvs. natala exista indicatii ale unor dificultati in exprimarea  sexualitatii se presupune ca nu sunteti multumit de experientele avute;  altfel, Scorpionii au cea mai implinita si satisfacatoare viata sexuala.  Stiti de la inceput ca sexul este foarte important pentru dvs. si nu va  jenati de asta, spre satisfactia dvs. si a celor care sunt norocosi sa  va fie in preajma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sagetator&lt;/span&gt;- Sagetatorul reprezinta casa a IX-a a zodiacului, legata printre altele  de ideea de distanta mai lunga, de aceea e foarte probabil ca experientele  dvs. amoroase sunt in conexiune cu o persoana care locuieste intr-o  alta zona a orasului, in afara acestuia, in alt oras sau chiar intr-o  alta tara. Din pricina factorului de distanta, viata dvs. sexuala poate sa  nu fie una regulata sau la fel de constanta cum este cea de care se  bucura nativii altor semne. Este posibil ca perioadele de inactivitate  indelungata sa fie urmate de experiente concentrate si intense, aproape  excesive. Acest gen de practica, care se poate sa nu va supere, pentru  ca in general Sagetatorii nu acorda prea multa importanta detaliilor, nu  este insa cel mai bun din punct de vedere biologic. Pentru a va mentine  capacitatea sexuala la nivel maxim de-a lungul intregii vietii ar fi  bine sa incercati sa o exprimati in mod constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Capricorn&lt;/span&gt;- Astrologii spun despre Capricorn ca, fiind guvernat de Saturn, este un  semn al timpului, durabilitatii si rabdarii. Din punct de vedere  sexual, acest fapt poate sugera ca nativii acestei a zodii isi  conserva capacitatea sexuala pana la varste inaintate. Totusi, nu este un semn care sa aiba un apetit sexual  pronuntat nici macar in tinerete. Natura cardinala a Capricornilor ii  poate determina sa favorizeze o atitudine conservatoare in participarea  sexuala, poate si pentru ca nu se excita la fel de repede ca nativii  altor semne si ca principiul lor este moderatia in toate. Totusi, e de  remarcat faptul ca aceasta natura cardinala ii ajuta sa-si mentina  interesul fata de sex o perioada destul de lunga dupa ce au fost complet  stimulati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Varsator&lt;/span&gt;- Mintea deschisa este cea asociata in mod traditional cu nativii acestei zodii,  dar multi Varsatori nu pot fi descrisi ca fiind  foarte motivati din punct de vedere sexual. Interesul lor fata de sex poate fi mai mult mental si filozofic decat  fizic. In general, sunt extrem de intelegatori si toleranti cu  persoanele care considera experientele sexuale ca fiind prioritare, dar la  fel de generosi cand e vorba de ei insisi. Fiind vorba de un semn fix,  oricare ar fi natura si motivatia sexuala a Varsatorilor la tinerete,  aceasta nu se schimba foarte mult odata cu trecerea anilor. Ca si  gemenii, si Varsatorii aprecieaza varietatea tehnicilor sexuale si din  cand in cand privesc activitatea sexuala intr-o maniera prea putin  traditionala sau ortodoxa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pesti&lt;/span&gt;- Fiind vorba de un semn mutabil, psihologia Pestilor fata de activitatea  sexuala este de tip "cand pe culmi, cand in abisuri". Activitatea lor  sexuala este incarcata de emotii si nu simt multa placere daca nu exista  si o uniune emotionala profunda cu partenerul. Cand vine vorba de sex,  un nativ Peste are tendinta de a-si idealiza atat partenerul cat si  situatia; din nefericire, realitatea nu e intotdeauna asa cum o viseaza  el. Pentru dvs. dragostea si sexul tin de un ideal  personal si de aceea sunteti in general retinuti sa va exprimati  sexualitatea in alte locuri decat patul; ar fi bine insa sa va mai  condimentati putin viata sexuala fiind ceva mai... libertini. &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-7488210148417923548?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/7488210148417923548/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/azi-nu.html#comment-form' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7488210148417923548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7488210148417923548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/azi-nu.html' title='Zodiile si sexualitatea'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-210222963978000938</id><published>2010-06-18T13:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T13:43:58.094+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doar tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racoare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='te iubesc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un dor nebun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dor de tine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cateva melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>Un dor nebun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBtNo_IafQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/QSAaYCt6rqs/s1600/thatshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBtNo_IafQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/QSAaYCt6rqs/s320/thatshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484062337790541058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am trezit cu un dor nebun, dar fiind foarte adormita si cu o stare mai proasta, nu mi-am dat seama pe moment despre ce fel de dor era vorba...asa ca m-am dus sa imi fac o cafea...am iesit pe balcon, era perfect, era soare, dar in acelasi timp era racoare. Mi-am savurat cafeaua impreuna cu o tigara bine meritata, dar mi-am dat seama ca acea senzatie de dor nebun nu a trecut. Am venit apoi in camera, m-am intins din nou in pat si am stat sa ma gandesc. Am inceput apoi sa ascult tot felul de melodii si am dat peste cateva pe care chiar nu le-am mai ascultat de foarte mult timp, dar senzatia de dor inca persista. Apoi am vorbit cu tine la telefon si atunci mi-am dat seama ca de fapt imi era un dor nebun de tine si de vocea ta! Un dor nebun care ma face sa numar secundele si minutele pana diseara cand am sa ma infrupt cu dulceata buzelor tale! Te iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K2VwQNrdYTQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K2VwQNrdYTQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yFPwGYeRSig&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yFPwGYeRSig&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/7886770968879737705-210222963978000938?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/210222963978000938/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/un-dor-nebun.html#comment-form' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/210222963978000938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/210222963978000938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/un-dor-nebun.html' title='Un dor nebun'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBtNo_IafQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/QSAaYCt6rqs/s72-c/thatshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5811694523872926726</id><published>2010-06-17T17:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:14:25.008+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lacrimi de fericire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un sarut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stelute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o melodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un el si o ea'/><title type='text'>Seara lor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBo1LFQUBFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Aszf-zJU6O8/s1600/dragosteaeoarba.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBo1LFQUBFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Aszf-zJU6O8/s320/dragosteaeoarba.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483753960782431314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seara deja s-a instalat, iar pe cer au pus deja stapanire multitudinea de stelute. Ariana si Artur au iesit la o mica plimbare...ajunsi intr-un loc foarte frumos, s-au intins pe iarba si tinandu-se in brate, se uitau la stele. Pe fundal parca se auzea o melodie...era de fapt melodia lor pe care fiecare o fredona in gandul lui. Atunci Artur s-a uitat in ochii ei si a inceput sa-i cante melodia: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Imi amintesc de tine, stateai in fata mea...A fost de-ajuns o privire ce n-o pot, n-o pot uita. Cu bratele-amandoua, incerc sa te regasesc...Sa fim din nou impreuna, e tot ce pot, sa imi doresc. Cu gandul pret de o clipa sa te-nteleg as fi vrut...As fi ramas cu tine, ca am sa te pierd n-as fi crezut. Afara numai vantul, gonind prin noapte spunea...Sa las in urma timpul, ce mult prea,prea iute alerga. Privesc la trenul care, fugea nepasator...Caldura soaptei tale, ce-avea sa piara pana-n zori. Pornesc la drum prin noapte, in noaptea-n care ti-am zis...Ca numai tu dintre toate, doar tu esti fata din vis!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Inainte ca ei sa formeze un cuplu, Arianei ii placea foarte tare melodia si mai tot timpul fredona ultimele doua versuri, doar ca, uneori, schimba putin si la ea era "baiatul din vis". Astfel, Artur si-a facut putin mai mult curaj si cei doi au inceput sa vorbeasca despre ei. I-a spus ca in sfarsit a realizat si el unele lucruri si ca in sfarsit a reusit sa vada, cum se spune, padurea de pomi. Astfel, dupa lungi discutii, au ajuns sa fie impreuna, sa se iubeasca atat de mult, incat au reusit impreuna sa treaca peste toate greutatile la care viata i-a supus.&lt;br /&gt;Noaptea era frumoasa, iar stelele alcatuiau o lumina difuza, dar lacrimile de fericire din ochii Arianei straluceau. Cand i-a vazut lacrimile, Artur a strans-o si mai tare in brate, i-a spus din nou ca o iubeste, si ca este atata de fericit ca ea este alaturi de el...Ariana i-a spus la randul ei ca il iubeste extrem de mult si ca el reprezinta pentru ea "paradisul, intr-un iad care e omul"... iar buzele lor s-au unit ca intr-un tot unitar!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Da stiu, sunt chestii mai siropoase, dar ce sa fac eu daca momentan doar astea imi vin in cap. E perioada mai aiurea :p&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/7886770968879737705-5811694523872926726?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5811694523872926726/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/seara-lor.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5811694523872926726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5811694523872926726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/seara-lor.html' title='Seara lor!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBo1LFQUBFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Aszf-zJU6O8/s72-c/dragosteaeoarba.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-315499247669028915</id><published>2010-06-16T16:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T17:23:35.797+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o poveste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un el si o ea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2'/><title type='text'>Un el si o ea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBjdOhPdKhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Q7nPkweov4Y/s1600/98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBjdOhPdKhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Q7nPkweov4Y/s320/98.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483375787834681874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erau doi, un el si o ea...Ariana si Artur... doua suflete pereche, care cu timpul au ajuns sa formeze un intreg. Traiau in lumea lor lipsita de griji si de preocupari, crezand ca rautatea lumii nu ii va ajunge, dar din pacate nu tot timpul se intampla asa.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa numeroase clipe de neuitat petrecute impreuna, sub clar de luna, jurandu-si mereu iubire eterna, ceva a inceput sa le umbreasca fericirea. A aparut o alta ea, o prietena, Ema...aceasta prietena era genul de fata foarte draguta cu toata lumea, care culmea, stia sa ii fie Arianei alaturi in cele mai grele momente, dar numai ea putea sti cu ce ganduri face toate aceste lucruri. Pana intr-o seara, Ariana a crezut ca prietena ei este perfecta si nu are nimic sa ii reproseze...acea seara i-a aratat din nou rautatea si invidia lumii...in acea seara, prietena ei, l-a invitat pe Artur la ea acasa, unde urma sa ajunga mai tarziu si Ariana...nebanuind nimic, dupa ce a vorbit cu Ariana si i-a spus ca el a ajuns deja la Ema si ca o asteapta acolo, s-a facut comod si a inceput sa vorbeasca cu Ema despre tot felul...in timp ce vorbeau, Ema s-a apropiat tot mai mult, tot mai mult de el...pana cand erau foarte aproape si isi simteau unul altuia respiratia. El a inceput sa se indeparteze de Ema, dar ea se apropia si mai mult de el, iar la un moment dat a incercat sa il sarute...el a respins-o foarte uimit, s-a uitat la ea si i-a spus foarte sincer ca nu intelege de ce se comporta asa avand in vedere ca el este cu Ariana, cea mai buna prietena a ei...Ema i-a raspuns ca il place foarte mult si ca l-a placut din prima clipa cand l-a vazut, doar ca nu a vrut sa recunoasca asta, dar de data asta nu s-a mai putut abtine...nu dupa mult timp, a ajuns si Ariana acasa la Ema, dar pentru ca cele doua prietene sa nu se certe in acel moment, Artur a luat-o de mana pe Ariana si i-a spus sa plece pentru ca mai vroia sa stea doar cu ea...cum era seara, s-au dus intr-un loc mai retras, unda sa poata vorbi in liniste. Acolo, Artur i-a spus Arianei tot ce s-a intamplat acasa la Ema, inainte ca ea sa ajunga...Ariana nu a putut sa spuna nimic, a ramas socata si se simtea din nou tradata...din nou a avut incredere in cine nu trebuia! Si-a dat seama ca poate avea mai multa incredere in el, iubitul ei, decat in prietena ei Ema...timpul a trecut, cei doi au continuat sa fie impreuna, dar Ariana s-a indepartat tot mai mult de Ema!&lt;br /&gt;Este o simpla povestioara care mi-a venit asa in mine in tinp ce invatam:))...dar stau acum si ma gandesc la cat de rea si de invidioasa poate fi lumea din jurul nostru si la cat de naivi putem fi atunci cand ne alegem prietenii. Stau sa ma gandesc cat de usor, o intamplare de acest gen, poate distruge o relatie. Prietenii adevarati sunt extrem de putin, restul sunt doar cunostinte. Cineva mi-a spus ca ea nu crede in prietenie pentru ca patit foarte multe lucruri urate si a zis ca nu mai vrea sa fie dezamagita...astfel are doar cunostinte si se simte mult mai bine...cum nu are prieteni, nu are nicio asteptare de la nimeni si astfel nu poate fi nici dezamagita...m-a pus pe ganduri aceste vorbe ale ei, mai ales ca e un om matur, cu multa experienta in spate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-315499247669028915?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/315499247669028915/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/un-el-si-o-ea.html#comment-form' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/315499247669028915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/315499247669028915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/un-el-si-o-ea.html' title='Un el si o ea!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBjdOhPdKhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Q7nPkweov4Y/s72-c/98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3814497155879696621</id><published>2010-06-14T23:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T23:38:13.579+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ziua de luni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monotonia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banchet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aceiasi 4pereti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invatat'/><title type='text'>Din nou si din nou si din nou!</title><content type='html'>Uite ca este iar un nou inceput de saptamana. Timpul zboara extrem de repede si nu se opreste nici macar pentru a imortaliza o clipa din intreaga noastra viata. Asa ca, a trecut si banchetul de sfarsit de clasa a XII-a, care peste ani si ani va fi o amintire foarte frumoasa. A fost foarte frumos, am trait fiecare clipa cu intensitate maxima, dar a trecut la fel de repede.&lt;br /&gt;Dar acum vreau sa trec la altceva. Azi am dormit toata ziua pentru ca am fost foarte obosita, si mai pe la 7 si ceva, am vorbit cu fetele sa iesim putin la o terasa. Zis si facut, pana la ora 8 jum ne-am strans toti, am stat, am ras, am glumit, am vorbit despre noaptea care tocmai a trecut si la 10 si cateva minute am ajuns acasa.&lt;br /&gt;Nimic dubios. Dar apoi a inceput a mea mama ca "o mai tin mult intr-o veselie" pentru ca mai am doar 2 saptamani in care pot sa invat si ca incepand de joi seara nu fac altceva decat sa ies. Joi am iesit in oras cu colegii dupa ultimul sunet. Sambata am iesit vreo 2 ore pe teresa, aseara a fost banchetul si acuma seara am iesit din nou o ora jumate. Ei i se pare extrem de mult si chiar nu intelege ce gasesc distractiv in a iesi atat de mult. Ca nu fac nimic, ca nu stiu decat sa ies cu fetele la barfe, cum prind ocazia cum plec de-acasa.&lt;br /&gt;N-am zis absolut nimic, am tacut doar pentru ca nu avea niciun sens sa ii spun ca anul asta n-am iesit intr-un club de la Valentine's day pana joi. Dumnezeule, a venit vara, simt nevoia sa ies, nu pot doar sa stau inchisa intre 4 pereti sa invat. Nu suport monotonia si nu suport sa fac aceleasi lucruri in fiecare zi. Daca felul ei e total diferit de al meu si ea prefera sa stea inchisa in casa, in pat decat sa iasa, atunci e problema ei. Inteleg ca deja la ea se pune altfel problema din cauza ca lucreaza si ca atunci cand e acasa prefera sa nu mai iasa ca sa se odihneasca, dar eu...eu nu am 40 de ani. Abia am 19.&lt;br /&gt;Toata lumea imi spune sa rezist si stiu ca nu am altceva mai bun de facut pentru ca nu am nicio alta alternativa, dar abia astept sa ma marit ca sa pot pleca de-acasa, pentru ca nu plec la facultate in alt oras din pacate. Stiu ca nu gandesc tocmai ok momentan si ca familia inseamna totul in viata, dar m-am saturat doar de critici. Si culmea e faptul ca mama ma intelege in mai toate problemele mele, mai putin iesitul in oras, dar nu se gandeste la faptul ca de un an de zile nu mai ies asa de mult, ies mai mult sa ma plimb si ca, ce e cel mai important, aproape ca nu-i mai cer bani decat atunci cand chiar e necesar.&lt;br /&gt;Si stam si ne intrebam de ce adolescentii nu vorbesc cu parintii. Pai pentru ca multi parinti, din cauza ca au trait alte vremuri, nu pot sa isi inteleaga proprii copii, nu pot sa se transpuna in timpul de-acum si la varsta lor. Refuza efectiv sa isi aduca aminte de vremea cand ei aveau anii nostrii si ca aveau si ei nevoie de putina libertate, de intelegere din partea parintilor...mama de exemplu, in familia ei nu a avut parte nici de libertate si nici de intelegere cand a fost de varsta mea, parintii ei au stiut una si buna, dar vad ca si ea face la fel in unele privinte, ca sa nu mai vorbesc de tati.&lt;br /&gt;Stau sa ma intreb daca si eu o sa ma comport la fel cu proprii mei copii, daca si eu am sa fac la fel ca mama...deoarece se spune ca, in viitor, copii se comporta dupa cum vad acasa... Nu vreau sa o judec pentru ca stiu ca multe lucruri le face din prea multa iubire, dar vreau sa ma lasa sa dau singura cu capul ca sa invat din propriile mele greseli. Nu mai sunt acea fetita de 3-4 ani care avea nevoie de mama tot timpul, am crescut si vreau sa imi iau zborul incet incet. Vreau sa ma inteleaga, sa realizeze ca la varsta mea nu pot sa stau inchisa in casa, sa realizeze faptul ca sunt capabila sa invat si daca nu ma bate la cap in fiecare zi cu asta, sa vada ca am devenit mai responsabila decat atunci cand aveam 8ani...ca efectiva am crescut si m-am maturizat si ca am nevoie de alte lucruri fata de ea. Atat vreau...nu cred ca cer prea mult!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3814497155879696621?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3814497155879696621/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/din-nou-si-din-nou-si-din-nou.html#comment-form' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3814497155879696621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3814497155879696621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/din-nou-si-din-nou-si-din-nou.html' title='Din nou si din nou si din nou!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-1990586227957692493</id><published>2010-06-13T14:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T14:36:18.394+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Dupa cateva zile bune de absenta, am revenit si eu azi, dar nu pentru mult.&lt;br /&gt;Am avut o saptamana mai mult decat plina, dar din fericire pentru mine, weekendul trecut a fost foarte frumos si a fost un adevarat prilej de a-mi reincarca bateriile pentru saptamana care a trecut. Foarte multe pregatiri pentru ziua de joi...si intr-un final a venit si ea. A fost foarte frumos, foarte multe emotii, ochisori inlacrimati, surprize atat pentru noi, cat si pentru profesori, dar a trecut si acel pas din pacate. Seara am sarbatorit cum se cuvine intre colegi. A doua zi de dimineata, a trebuit sa fim din nou prezenti la scoala, la careu. Cand fiecare clasa a lansat baloanele, care se inaltau incetisor, alcatuind un curcubeu, nu m-am mai putut abtine si m-am lasat purtata de val, lacrimile imi curgeau pe obraz, ba racorindu-l, ba arzandu-l.&lt;br /&gt;Acum nu mai am timp de nimic...cred ca incet intru in criza de timp, asa ca am sa fug sa incep toata pregatirea minutioasa pentru diseara, mai precis pentru banchet.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca...sa aveti parte de o zi cat mai frumoasa in continuare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-1990586227957692493?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/1990586227957692493/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1990586227957692493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1990586227957692493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8627191996645004971</id><published>2010-06-05T10:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T11:04:13.260+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><title type='text'>Leapsa</title><content type='html'>Intai am sa spun buna dimineata pentru ca tocmai m-am trezit.&lt;br /&gt;Nah bun...am primit o leapsa de la &lt;a href="http://mihaella875.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mihaella&lt;/a&gt; ...multumesc, iar acum sa vedem ce iese.&lt;br /&gt;1. Tu in ce poveste crezi?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...in ce poveste cred eu...nu prea pot sa spun ca, cred foarte mult in  povesti pentru ca majoritatea contin si foarte multe lucruri care sunt puse de umplutura, dar cred in unele povesti de viata, dar spuse de persoane in care am incredere si din care pot sa si invat cate ceva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ce film vechi te face sa simti furnici si fluturi pe tot corpul?&lt;br /&gt;Pai sa vedem...avand in vedere ca sunt fata si sunt o fire destul de romantica am sa spun "Titanic",  "A cinderella story" (2004), "A walk to remember" (2002)...sunt filme la care imi face foarte mare placere sa ma uit din nou si din nou si care ma fac sa simt acei fluturasi in stomac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Ce filme te fac sa razi si sa plangi in acelasi timp.&lt;br /&gt;Pai, la mine e ceva aproape foarte normal sa imi schimb starea foarte repede, adica sa rad si imediat sa incep sa plang din anumite motive, dar sincer la filme nu prea mi s-a intamplat chestia asta. In schimb, filmele la care am ras foarte bine sunt: "Norbit", "The house bunny" si normal "American pie". Ar mai fi si altele dar avand in vedere ca e dimineata, dimineata pentru mine, nu prea imi vin multe in minte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ce actor ti-a placut/ iti place?&lt;br /&gt;Normal ca am sa spun Brad Pitt, Tom Cruise, Orlando Bloom, Colin Farrell si nu in ultimul rand Vin Diesel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si acum, leapsa merge la &lt;a href="http://iuliamaftei.blogspot.com/"&gt;iulia&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://asingleseason.blogspot.com/"&gt;dyanna&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://realbadpisy.blogspot.com/"&gt;realbadpisy&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://ruxandraruxandrik.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ruxandrika&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="http://d3nisutza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nimeni`&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-8627191996645004971?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8627191996645004971/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/leapsa.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8627191996645004971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8627191996645004971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-9170524790244775358</id><published>2010-06-02T13:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:59:00.096+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colegi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultimele zile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ieri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drumul spre scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impreuna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engleza'/><title type='text'>Ultimele zile!</title><content type='html'>Na bun. Ieri a luat sfarsit si "Speşicăl olimpics part III", adica proba la limba engleza. Am terminat-o si pe asta asa ca pana la sfarsitul lunii iunie mai am timp sa invat linistita. Am zis ca ma mai duc si saptamana asta in fiecare zi la scoala pentru ca mai am doar saptamana urmatoare si vreau sa petrec putinul timp care a ramas alaturi de colegi, deoarece sunt ultimele zile pe care le vom petrece impreuna avand in vedere ca multi pleaca din oras, altii pleaca din tara si chiar daca vom pastra legatura, ne vom vedea din ce in ce mai rar si din pacate relatiile se vor raci. Mergand in fiecare zi la scoala, cum nu facem mai nimic acum, avand in vedere ca deja se incheie mediile, am zis ca decat sa pierd vremea, imi duc la scoala sa mai invat cate ceva, sa mai fac ce mai am de facut. Zis si facut. Ei azi la scoala, din 4 ore cat am stat, nu am reusit sa invat mai deloc pentru ca mai avem doar o saptamana intreaga si trebuie finalizat programul pentru ultimul sunet ca doar noi vrem sa facem ceva mai aparte. Saptamana viitoare nu prea mai avem timp de asta pentru ca deja profesorii ne asteapta cu serenada, adica alte pregatiri. Asa ca deja cam trebuie sa ne grabim. Nu vrem sa luam doar niste melodii pe care sa le cantam, ci vom modifica versurile. Vor fi mai multe momente si cam necesita putina pregatire. Ma enerveaza intr-un fel toata agitatia asta, toata incercarea de a face ceva mai diferit decat ceilalti, dar oricum sper sa iasa bine si la final, printre lacrimi, sa putem zambi pentru ca totusi am facut o treaba buna.&lt;br /&gt;N-am inspiratie de nimic in momentul asta pentru ca toata inspiratia mea merge pe lucrurile pe care trebuie sa le scriu in albume. Asa ca am sa inchei aici.&lt;br /&gt;V-am pupat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-9170524790244775358?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/9170524790244775358/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/ultimele-zile.html#comment-form' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/9170524790244775358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/9170524790244775358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/06/ultimele-zile.html' title='Ultimele zile!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-7461099224627239482</id><published>2010-05-31T08:32:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T08:38:44.129+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o melodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi-e dor de vara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voltaj'/><title type='text'>Mi-e dor de...</title><content type='html'>In primul rand am sa spun "buna dimineata", pentru ca eu acum imi pregatesc cafeaua.&lt;br /&gt;Avand in vedere ca maine este &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 iunie&lt;/span&gt;, adica practic de maine intram in lunile de vara...m-am trezit asa de dimineata cu un parfum de vara, de mare, de nisip, chiar daca pe la mine e inca noros si bate vantul...banuiesc ca toate au fost induse de melodia pe care am auzit-o aseara la radio si care mi-a placut foarte mult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7rcuRyZUwIE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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/7rcuRyZUwIE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/7886770968879737705-7461099224627239482?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/7461099224627239482/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/mi-e-dor-de.html#comment-form' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7461099224627239482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7461099224627239482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/mi-e-dor-de.html' title='Mi-e dor de...'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-4352354636286555806</id><published>2010-05-26T17:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T20:18:03.950+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doar eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='femeia berbec'/><title type='text'>Just  me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_vq5PFN3sI/AAAAAAAAASM/YB0xenQhstk/s1600/ale+1277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_vq5PFN3sI/AAAAAAAAASM/YB0xenQhstk/s320/ale+1277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475228041020825282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cineva imi spunea saptamana trecuta ca i-ar placea sa vada un fel de caracterizare a mea, cu referire la zodia mea. Asa ca am sa iau trasaturile zodiei si am sa spun daca sunt sau nu sunt asa. Sa-i dam drumul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Femeia berbec&lt;/span&gt; adica eu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Femeia din acest semn pare mult mai complicata decat este in realitate.  Pare complicata pentru ca este emotiva , pasionala si deci capricioasa."&lt;/span&gt; Bun, pana aici perfect normal, ma emotionez foarte usor, plang foarte repede, sunt destul de pasionala si extrem, da extrem de capricoasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Este usor ca persoanele din preajma ei, cautand sa o inteleaga, cand in  realitate este foarte simplu de inteles, este de ajuns sa spuna o singura vorba urata, o  lipsa de amabilitate si capricioasa femeie Berbec se dezlantuie."&lt;/span&gt; Mereu am incercat sa sustin ca ma supar sau ma enervez foarte greu, din contra, ma enervez foarte usor si culmea este ca, acum pot sa rad in hohote si ajunge sa spuna cineva ceva care nu imi convine si m-am si enervat. Cand sunt stresata si irascibila, daca imi spune cineva ceva si nu imi convine, cam iese cu scantei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Micile nemultumiri o pot face sa-si iasa din fire, marile dificultati o  gasesc insa puternica."&lt;/span&gt; Nu stiu daca atunci cand intalnesc unele dificultati mai mari sunt puternica, depinde de situatie si de starea mea. Exista momente in care pot sa fiu puternica si sa trec usor peste si sa imi revin, dar exista si momente care ma pun la pamant si am nevoie de timp pentru a-mi reveni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Este permanent  in avangarda, niciodata invechita, participand activ la viata culturala  a mediului sau. Citeste mult si cauta sa se documenteze  despre toate  problemele de actualitate, o preocupa politica." &lt;/span&gt;Aici stam cam prost. Imi place foarte mult sa citesc, romane in principal, imi place sa ma documentez si sa aflu noutati despre anumite lucruri care imi plac si care ma intereseaza si in niciun caz nu ma preocupa politica. Cu scuzele de rigoare dar pentru mine e ceva care nu imi trezeste nici cel mai mic interes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Este in mod sigur o pasionala. Este supusa unor iubiri neasteptate  care-i complica existenta." &lt;/span&gt;Mai adevarat decat aici nu se putea. Mi-a placut tot timpul sa experimentez si sa cunosc oameni noi, dar din pacate, tot timpul m-am indragostit de oameni nepotriviti, pe care i-am idealizat prea mult si care in final se dovedeau a fi cu totul alte persoane. Se mai intampla acuma. Bine ca in sfarsit am gasit barbatul ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Femeia nascuta in aceasta perioada trebuie sa  incerce sa-si franeze propriile impulsuri si tendinta de a-si pierde  capul.  Reactiile sale sunt violente. De mica este in contradictie cu  parintii sai."&lt;/span&gt; Poate ca si din cauza ca sunt singura la parinti, am cam fost rasfatata, de tata mai mult , ca mama cand eram mica era cea autoritara, desi vad ca acum rolurile s-au schimbat. Ma gandesc ca de-aici porneste si faptul ca sunt foarte orgolioasa si ma gandesc in principal doar la mine, cand de fapt ar trebui sa ma gandesc si la altii si atunci cand vreau sa fac ceva, e de ajuns sa vreau eu ca acel lucru sa se faca si nu mai conteaza parerea celorlalti. Daca nu iese asa cum vreau eu, va puteti imagina ce iese. Ma enervez logic. In partea asta incerc cel mai mult sa ma schimb pentru ca nu e tot timpul bine sa ma gandesc doar la mine si la ce imi convine mie, mai tre sa tin cont si de parerea altcuiva, si de-asta al meu Balaur se supara si se enerveaza cel mai des pe mine (na`  ca am recunoscut).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" O adevarata transformare sufera cand, destul de rar de  altfel, intalneste barbatul care reuseste sa o domine. Daca acest barbat  are calitati care se impun in mod evident, de inteligenta, cultura sau  forta fizica, femeia din Berbec se transforma."&lt;/span&gt; Am vazut ca este putin de adevar si in partea asta. Am intalnit barbatul de care aveam nevoie, foarte inteligent, care are o bogata cultura generala, fapt care m-a facut sa imi doresc sa ajung si eu sa imi formez acea cultura si sa fiu buna intr-un anumit domeniu, sa nu ajung in locuri in care se vorbeste despre ceva si eu sa ma uit la stele pentru ca nu stiu cu ce se mananca acel ceva. M-a facut sa imi doresc foarte mult sa reusesc sa fac tot ce imi propun, sa cred in mine, in fortele mele proprii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Are mereu succes la  barbati, deoarece ascunde natura sa virila in spatele unei aparante  foarte feminine, e vesela, buna amica, niciodata flecara."&lt;/span&gt; Lasand modestia la o parte, da pot sa zic ca am avut si succes la barbati, chiar daca pana la urma au fost dobitoci, retarzi si asa mai departe. Ca tot omul am mai intalnit si la acest capitol unele porti inchise, dar asta e viata in fond, nu poti fi tot timpul un castigator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LATER UPDATE: deci, ca sa ne intelegem...n-am facut acest blogg cu scopul de a ajunge cat mai sus in topuri, l-am facut pentru mine ca sa scriu ce simt eu si sa scriu exact ce vreau eu, iar daca exista si oameni care apreciaza si aberatiile mele si lucrurile mai serioase pe care le scriu, cu atat mai bine...dar nu l-am facut nici ca sa ma critice lumea pentru alegerile pe care le-am facut in viata si despre care am vorbit aici si nici ca sa ma critice pentru ce scriu...scriu ce vreau in pana mea si punct...e dreptul meu...nu iti place ce scriu, nu ma lua cu comentarii pline de arogana si ironie...citeste alte blogguri si lasa-l pe al meu in pace ca nu ma deranjeaza. Acuma chiar m-am enervat&lt;br /&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/7886770968879737705-4352354636286555806?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/4352354636286555806/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-me.html#comment-form' title='42 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4352354636286555806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4352354636286555806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-me.html' title='Just  me!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_vq5PFN3sI/AAAAAAAAASM/YB0xenQhstk/s72-c/ale+1277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-7727275846466453749</id><published>2010-05-24T10:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:02:01.243+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggerul prietenos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_otc9cVOhI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YW2Uf1JOiXw/s1600/puzzlesfdfdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_otc9cVOhI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YW2Uf1JOiXw/s320/puzzlesfdfdf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474738272575240722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am primit un premiu foarte frumos de la &lt;a href="http://iubescapsunile.blogspot.com/"&gt;Grenada cu capsuni&lt;/a&gt;: "Premiul Bloggerului prietenos!", pentru care ii multumesc foarte mult!&lt;br /&gt;Am mai primit din nou acest premiu de la&lt;a href="http://d3nisutza.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; Den`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; si vroiam sa iti multumesc si ei pentru ca s-a gandit si la mine.&lt;br /&gt;La randul meu, am sa ofer acest premiu catorva persoane mai aparte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://balauru84.blogspot.com/"&gt;Balauru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fragmente-de-viata.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andreea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cris-buli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cristina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://remus-ivan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Remus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lumina-inamurg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ruxandraruxandrik.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ruxandrika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://realbadpisy.blogspot.com/"&gt;realbadpisy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sentiment-complicatdesimplu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sentiment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si nu in ultimul rand lui &lt;a href="http://blindoneworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blindius&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-7727275846466453749?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/7727275846466453749/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/bloggerul-prietenos.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7727275846466453749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7727275846466453749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/bloggerul-prietenos.html' title='Bloggerul prietenos'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_otc9cVOhI/AAAAAAAAAR0/YW2Uf1JOiXw/s72-c/puzzlesfdfdf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-1866132332602269805</id><published>2010-05-23T11:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T11:29:28.529+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='durere'/><title type='text'>E vorba de ea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_jjRM0enqI/AAAAAAAAARs/q7D98m7L2ns/s1600/lacrima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_jjRM0enqI/AAAAAAAAARs/q7D98m7L2ns/s320/lacrima.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474375231707455138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Mama a fost prima mea intalnire cu in inger."- Neale Donald Walsch&lt;br /&gt;"Mama este numele lui Dumnezeu pe buzele si in inimile copiilor."- William M. Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;E vorba de ea, de mama! Persoana care ma sprijina in orice moment, persoana care mereu ma ajuta cum poate ea mai bine si e dispusa mereu sa faca orice ca mie sa imi fie bine ...dar in momentele in care o vad ca pune capu pe masa si incepe sa planga fara niciun motiv, incat abia mai poate respira, nu mai sunt capabila sa mai fac absolut nimic. Ma blochez si singurul lucru pe care il fac e sa ma duc sa o iau in brate. Ma strange cu toata puterea ei si isi inabusa fata pe umarul meu. Plange neincetat pret de cateva minute bune, abia se mai tine pe picioare si are impresia ca pluteste. Dupa ce se linisteste e totu ok pentru ea, dar dupa astfel de momente eu sunt praf, nu mai am chef de absolut nimic, nu sunt capabila de nimic si ma cert cu toata lumea pentru ca nimic nu imi convine. Ma doare sa o vad asa si problema cea mai grava e faptul ca nici nu pot sa fac prea multe ca sa o ajut pentru ca plange fara niciun motiv...acum de cand ia medicamente s-a mai linistit, nu mai sunt asa de dese momentele acestea ca si in ianuarie cand s-a simtit foarte rau...acum se intampla mai rar...dar oricum doare...si in unele momente imi e atat de greu sa vorbesc despre asta si sunt atat de irascibila si de suparacioasa.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa fie bine, sa nu isi mai faca atatea griji si sa nu se mai consume atat pentru ca nu are niciun rost!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-1866132332602269805?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/1866132332602269805/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-vorba-de-ea.html#comment-form' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1866132332602269805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1866132332602269805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-vorba-de-ea.html' title='E vorba de ea!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_jjRM0enqI/AAAAAAAAARs/q7D98m7L2ns/s72-c/lacrima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5196053771436764531</id><published>2010-05-21T16:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:03:25.416+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='te iubesc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><title type='text'>As vrea!</title><content type='html'>Am primit un mail cu niste versuri foarte frumoase...asa ca am sa-i spun din nou cuiva cat il iubesc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As vrea sa fiu picatura ce umple paharul, lacrima ce-ti indulceste amarul,&lt;br /&gt;Rugaciunea ce te linisteste noaptea...raza de speranta ce-ti da libertatea.&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu si un intrus in amintirea ta sau cea care-ti ofera linistea,&lt;br /&gt;Un antidot sa te vindec de toate...sa fiu fiorii care te cuprind si sa-ti simt inima cum bate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu momentul ce-l traiesti din plin si versuri ca sa pot sa ma exprim,&lt;br /&gt;Refrenul ce-l fredonezi cand razi...sa fiu culoarea ochilor tai cei blanzi.&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu un fulg ca sa ma topesc la tine-n brate si rabdare ca tu sa te joci cu mine,&lt;br /&gt;Ploaie de vara si in iarna soare...sa fiu cea in care-ti gasesti alinare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu o intrebare ca tu sa imi raspunzi si adevarul de care te ascunzi,&lt;br /&gt;Caldura si sa-ti simt trupul rece...sa fiu si vantul serii ce prin par iti trece.&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu si inceputul fiecarui pas, minutele ce le numeri pe ceas,&lt;br /&gt;Un parfum si sa pot muri pe tine...sa fiu si umbra ce apare atunci cand noaptea vine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu o perna ca sa ma strangi la piept si o patura ca-n pat sa te astept,&lt;br /&gt;Cosmarul tau si sa ma transform in vis...sa fiu cea de la-nceput, asa cum ti-am promis.&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu si un oracol ca sa imi prevad soarta si numai tacere si ca sa-mi auzi soapta,&lt;br /&gt;Ori un martir, iar tu sa fii tara mea...sa fiu si cea pe care nu o vei putea uita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu medalionul ce-l porti la gat, oglinda ta si sa te vad razand,&lt;br /&gt;O carte si sa ma rasfoiesti cu drag...sa fiu si cadoul ce tot timpul iti e pe plac.&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu o datorie ca sa ma ceri cu dobanda si sansa ta cea mare,&lt;br /&gt;O visatoare ca sa traiesc din iluzii...sa fiu cea care ofera tot, iar tu sa tragi concluzii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu doar adevarul ca tu sa ma descoperi si tot trecutul ce tu il acoperi,&lt;br /&gt;Rasarit ca sa te trezesti cu mine...sa fiu si soarele ce se ascunde in zilele senine.&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fiu un labirint pe care tu sa il descoperi si o nevinovata ca sa-mi spui ca ma iubesti,&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate castigatoare si sa am un atu...sa fiu toate intr-unul si doar pentru tine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Te iubesc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The and!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-5196053771436764531?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5196053771436764531/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-vrea.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5196053771436764531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5196053771436764531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-vrea.html' title='As vrea!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-2470223865341933173</id><published>2010-05-19T16:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:15:47.867+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebunie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simturi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calitati'/><title type='text'>Si-am ajuns din nou la dragoste!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_PrTyXt42I/AAAAAAAAARM/DwBE9Hn-4Bc/s1600/Dragostea_JeffDavis_ILoveYou_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_PrTyXt42I/AAAAAAAAARM/DwBE9Hn-4Bc/s320/Dragostea_JeffDavis_ILoveYou_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472976697356575586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Demult, undeva pe pamant, s-au adunat toate calitatile si simturile omenesti.&lt;br /&gt;Cand &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plictiseala&lt;/span&gt; a cascat pentru a treia oara, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nebunia&lt;/span&gt;, nebunatica ca intotdeauna, a propus : "Hai sa ne jucam de-a v-ati ascunselea!". &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intriga&lt;/span&gt; si-a ridicat ispitita sprancenele, iar&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Curiozitatea&lt;/span&gt;, neputand sa se retina, a intrebat "V-ati ascunselea? Ce mai este si aceasta? Este oare vreun joc?"...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nebunia&lt;/span&gt; a explicat ca isi va acoperi ochii si va numara pana la un milion, in timp ce toti ceilalti se vor ascunde, iar cand numaratoarea va lua sfarsit, primul care va fi gasit ii va lua locul si astfel jocul va continua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Entuziasmul&lt;/span&gt; a luat-o la dans pe&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Euforie&lt;/span&gt;, iar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bucuria&lt;/span&gt; a executat intr-atat de multe tumbe, incat chiar si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Indoiala&lt;/span&gt; s-a lasat convinsa, ba mai mult, chiar si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apatia&lt;/span&gt; cea mereu bosumflata si neinteresata...insa nu toti au acceptat sa ia parte la aceasta activitate. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adevarul&lt;/span&gt; a preferat sa nu se ascunda "De ce sa ma ascund daca pana la urma tot voi fi descoperit?", &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aroganta&lt;/span&gt; a considerat acest joc ridicol (ceea ce o deranja cel mai mult era faptul ca nu i-a venit ei aceasta idee), iar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lasitatea&lt;/span&gt; a preferat sa nu indrazneasca.&lt;br /&gt;Unu, doi, trei a inceput &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nebunia&lt;/span&gt; sa numere.&lt;br /&gt;Prima care s-a ascund a fost &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lenea&lt;/span&gt;, care, ca intotdeauna, s-a culcat in spatele celei mai apropiate pietre. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credinta&lt;/span&gt; s-a inaltat spre cer, iar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Invidia &lt;/span&gt;s-a ascund in umbra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Triumfului&lt;/span&gt;, care, prin propriile sale forte, a ajuns coroana celui mai inalt copac. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Generozitatea&lt;/span&gt; aproape ca nu reusea sa se ascunda, deoarece fiecare loc pe care il descoperea parea sa fie mai potrivit pentru un prieten de-al ei decat pentru sine. Un lac de cristal-locul ideal pentru &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frumusete&lt;/span&gt;. Scorbura unui copac-locul perfect pentru&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Rusine&lt;/span&gt;. Rafala unui vant-locul magnific pentru &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Libertate&lt;/span&gt;. In sfarsit s-a ascuns intr-o raza de soare&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Egoismul&lt;/span&gt; insa si-a gasit un loc convenabil inca de la inceput, insa doar pentru el. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Minciuna&lt;/span&gt; s-a ascund la fundul oceanului (adevarata&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Minciuna&lt;/span&gt; in realitate s-a ascuns dupa curcubeu), iar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasiunea&lt;/span&gt; si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dorinta&lt;/span&gt; in craterul unui vulcan. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neatentia&lt;/span&gt; a uitat pur si simplu unde s-a ascuns...&lt;br /&gt;Cand &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nebunia&lt;/span&gt; a ajuns la 999.999 , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragostea&lt;/span&gt; nu si-a gasit inca o ascunzatoare pentru ca a fost atat de ocupata...pana cand a observat o tufa de trandafiri si, profund impresionata, s-a ascuns intre flori. "Un milion" a numarat&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nebunia&lt;/span&gt; si a inceput sa caute.&lt;br /&gt;Prima pe care a gasit-o a fost &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lenea&lt;/span&gt;, la numai trei pasi. Dupa aceasta, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credinta&lt;/span&gt; a fost auzita vorbind cu Dumnezeu despre teologie, iar&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pasiunea&lt;/span&gt; si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dorinta&lt;/span&gt; au fost vazute facand vulcanul sa vibreze. Intr-o secunda, ea a gasit-o pe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Invidie&lt;/span&gt;, deci nu a fost greu de dedus unde se ascundea &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Triumful&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Egoismul&lt;/span&gt; nici nu a trebuit sa fie cautat, caci a iesit singur la iveala dintr-un cuib de viespi. Mergand atat de mult, i s-a facut sete, si venind inspre lac a descoperit-o pe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frumusete&lt;/span&gt;. Cu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Indoiala&lt;/span&gt; a fost si mai usor, caci aceasta statea cocotata pe un gard, neputand decide unde sa se ascunda. Astfel i-a gasit pe toti: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talentul&lt;/span&gt; in tanara iarba, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frica&lt;/span&gt; intr-o pestera intunecata, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Minciuna&lt;/span&gt; in spatele curcubeului (iarasi o minciuna deoarece era de fapt la fundul o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_Pw0KYzEzI/AAAAAAAAARU/djwKXqij1x8/s1600/citatedragoste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_Pw0KYzEzI/AAAAAAAAARU/djwKXqij1x8/s320/citatedragoste.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472982751117513522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ceanului), chiar si pe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neatentie&lt;/span&gt; care a uitat pur si simplu de joaca. Numai&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dragostea&lt;/span&gt; nu putea fi gasita. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nebunia&lt;/span&gt; a cautat-o in fiecare tufaris, in fiecare raulet,pe piscurile muntilor si, cand era aproape gata sa renunte, a zarit tufa de trandafiri infloriti...cu un tepus, ea a inceput sa indeparteze crengutele ghimpoase, cand deodata a auzit un strigat ascutit...spinii au impus ochii &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragostei&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nebunia&lt;/span&gt; nu stia ce sa mai faca pentru a-si cere iertare, a plans, a rugat, a implorat si chiar s-a oferit sa-i fie ajutor si indrumator.&lt;br /&gt;Incepand cu acea zi, Dragostea e oarba si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nebunia&lt;/span&gt; o insoteste mereu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-2470223865341933173?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/2470223865341933173/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/si-am-ajuns-din-nou-la-dragoste.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2470223865341933173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2470223865341933173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/si-am-ajuns-din-nou-la-dragoste.html' title='Si-am ajuns din nou la dragoste!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_PrTyXt42I/AAAAAAAAARM/DwBE9Hn-4Bc/s72-c/Dragostea_JeffDavis_ILoveYou_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3024434950718051577</id><published>2010-05-17T20:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T20:55:54.163+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cea mai frumoasa floare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trandafir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda'/><title type='text'>Trandafirul!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F8pva1JLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ltglsm0CDfA/s1600/trandafir2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F8pva1JLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ltglsm0CDfA/s320/trandafir2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472292078777345202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exista in lume nenumarate legende despre aparitia trandafirului...chiar si despre capatarea diferitelor culori.&lt;br /&gt;O legenda greceasca spune ca trandafirul ar fi fost destinat sa fie, inca de la nastere, cea mai frumoasa floare. Zeita florilor, Chloris, a creat trandafirul din trupul unei nimfe moarte, foarte draga ei...a vrut ca aceasta floare sa nu aiba pereche in lume. De aceea, i-a convocat pe ceilalti zei, ca fiecare sa ii daruiasca cate ceva din atributele lor: Dyonissos i-a daruit parfumul ametitor, Cele 3 Gratii i-au dat stralucirea, veselia si farmecul, Zephyr, vantul de primavara, a dat la o parte norii pentru ca Apollo sa lumineze si sa-l infloreasca. La urma, Ares, zeul razboiului, i-a dat in dar spinii, pentru ca floarea sa-si poata apara frumusetea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F8hEFrzzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mjQBAoj3tJg/s1600/trandafir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F8hEFrzzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mjQBAoj3tJg/s200/trandafir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472291929706975026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F8w_ibcoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BPABiIhqEMg/s1600/Trandafir_iubit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F8w_ibcoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BPABiIhqEMg/s320/Trandafir_iubit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472292203363267202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trandafirul, ca floare a dragostei, trebuia sa fie asociata si  Afroditei. Unele povesti spun ca trandafirul a aparut odata cu zeita  frumusetii, din spuma marii, inconjurand-o ca o ghirlanda.     Alte legende spun ca trandafirul s-ar fi nascut dintr-un suras al lui  Cupidon, iar spinii ar fi de fapt, sageti metamorfozate ale  zeului-copil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F9hPbAPgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/q_h_4Ct924s/s1600/42581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F9hPbAPgI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/q_h_4Ct924s/s200/42581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472293032260812290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Legat de diferitele culori ale trandafirului exista multe legende. Se  spune ca la inceput, trandafirul era numai alb si ca s-ar fi transformat  in rosu cand Jupiter a surprins-o pe Venus scaldandu-se intr-un lac  inconjurat de trandafiri.  &lt;br /&gt;Persanii au o poveste locala despre trandafirul rosu: o privighetoare  indragostita de un trandafir alb, l-a imbratisat atat de strans, incat  spinii i-au strapuns inima si sangele a colorat in rosu floarea -  aceasta poveste persana l-a inspirat pe Oscar Wilde atunci cand a scris  povestea "Privighetoarea si trandafirul".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 7px;"&gt;Trandafirul este mentionat pentru prima  oara intr-o insemnare sumeriana straveche. Textul spune ca un mic numar  de arbusti a fost adusi de Regele akkadian Sargon I, dintr-o expeditie  militara intreprinsa dincolo de Tigru, si plantati in gradina sa.&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div style="padding-top: 7px;"&gt;Responsabil cu aducerea trandafirului  in Europa se pare ca este Alexandru cel Mare, care, dupa un razboi in  Persia, a adus cu el nenumarate comori, printre care si trandafirul.  Herodot este insa de parere ca nu Alexandru cel Mare, ci Midas, regele  mitic, a adus floarea pe pamant grecesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F_TQEQuwI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/6nCqNqyps8U/s1600/muzica-trandafirului.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F_TQEQuwI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/6nCqNqyps8U/s320/muzica-trandafirului.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472294990938946306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pe plaja vanata a cerului, fuga lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minii scaldata spre apus in insule de margean risipise scoicile trandafirii ale norilor de seara."- Ionel Teodoreanu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Omul cultiva o mie de trandafiri fara sa gaseasca lucrul pe care il cauta, cand de fapt l-ar putea gasi intr-un singur trandafir."- Antoine de Saint Exupery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_GBkuVodhI/AAAAAAAAARE/MnBTIqOW4OE/s1600/lalele-si-trandafir-rosu-CxNsE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_GBkuVodhI/AAAAAAAAARE/MnBTIqOW4OE/s200/lalele-si-trandafir-rosu-CxNsE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472297490145900050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar acum la incheiere, primiti in dar cate un trandafir...care va place mai mult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3024434950718051577?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3024434950718051577/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/trandafirul.html#comment-form' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3024434950718051577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3024434950718051577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/trandafirul.html' title='Trandafirul!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S_F8pva1JLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ltglsm0CDfA/s72-c/trandafir2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-6368556421172327353</id><published>2010-05-17T08:58:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T09:13:55.775+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ziua de luni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o noua saptamana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>Neata si voua!</title><content type='html'>Si iar s-a terminat weekendul in care in mare parte am lenevit. Si a venit o noua saptamana, dar care in loc sa ne aduca razele calde ale soarelui, ne aduce momentan doar ploi, vant si frig, care pe mine ma deprima.&lt;br /&gt;Azi am zis pas la primele 2 ore pentru ca logic, aseara cum tati nu era acasa, am stat cu mami la povesti pana azi noapte la 2 si azi dimineata la 6 jumate chiar nu am putut sa ma trezesc, desi mami tragea de mine. Asa ca m-am trezit fain frumos acum jumatate de ora, mi-am baut linistita cafeaua, am fumat o tigara, iar acum ma pregatesc din rasputeri sa plec, pentru ca la ce vreme e afara, chiar nu imi vine sa ies din casa!&lt;br /&gt;Dar trebe...inca saptamana asta!&lt;br /&gt;Fiind luni, inceput de saptamana, vroiam sa va urez o saptamana cat mai placuta si plina de soare sper!&lt;br /&gt;Cautand azi dimineata ceva, am gasit 2 citate care mi-au placut foarte mult:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Mama a fost cel mai bun profesor al meu, un profesor plin de dragoste, compasiune si lipsit de frica.  Daca dragostea este dulce ca o floare, atunci mama este acea dulce floare a iubirii."-Stevie Wonder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Dragostea? Universul redus la doua stele...copulative!"- Costel Zagan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ca sa ma trezesc...ascult:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pkWgsDvGQ7c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/pkWgsDvGQ7c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6l1t1aUefFw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/6l1t1aUefFw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1OJQ_lRWRkQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/1OJQ_lRWRkQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/7886770968879737705-6368556421172327353?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/6368556421172327353/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/neata-si-voua.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6368556421172327353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/6368556421172327353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/neata-si-voua.html' title='Neata si voua!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-2988856038923213962</id><published>2010-05-12T19:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:07:25.871+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inna vs beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aseara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un nou scandal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Iar ne-au copiat!</title><content type='html'>Deci...aseara, inainte sa adorm, ma uitam si eu ca tot omul la tv...si ce gasesc...un nou scandal a carui titlu suna cam asa de data asta "Un fleac, iar ne-au copiat!".&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce a cucerit topurile internationale, dupa cum se preciza in emisiune, Inna ataca dur, direct la Beyonce. Acest mega star de Romania spune ca Beyonce ar fi copiat in cel mai nou clip al sau, "Why don't you love me", costumatia folosita de Inna intr-un pictorial incendiar realizat  anul trecut la Cernica.&lt;br /&gt;Drept dovada, impresarul Innei s-a autosesizat rapid si este ferm convins ca imitatia nu este decat efectul imensului succes al artistei, care a depasit de mult granitele Romaniei, dar care, a uitat sa mentioneze ca are un stil de a vorbi engleza de iti vine sa fugi. O si vad stand de vorba cu Beyonce care ar avea nevoie de un translator care sa ii traduca engleza de balta pe care marea artista a Romaniei o vorbeste.&lt;br /&gt;Inna sustine ca nici scenariul din cadrul sedintei foto nu este diferit de cel din videoclipul lui Beyonce. In timp ce Inna spala, stoarce si intinde rufe langa o rulota, cantareata de peste ocean are indeletniciri asemanatoare si la fel de gospodaresti: spala o masina! De parca tipu care a regizat videoclipul lui Beyonce s-ar fi uitat inainte la pictorialul Innei si atunci i-ar fi venit magnifica idee pentru acest nou videoclip.&lt;br /&gt;Mda, de parca Beyonce nu are altceva mai bun de facut decat sa se uite la pictorialele romancelor pentru a se inspira in ceea ce priveste vestimentia sa. Mai lipseste sa mai spuna ca ar fi de vina invidia lui Beyonce!&lt;br /&gt;Poze din pictorial:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-rf4hdwqcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/q0BcTpXqJKk/s1600/inna-cernica6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-rf4hdwqcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/q0BcTpXqJKk/s400/inna-cernica6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470430859543751106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-rfuJLMovI/AAAAAAAAAP0/W1ASseUjUgw/s1600/inna-cernica2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-rfuJLMovI/AAAAAAAAAP0/W1ASseUjUgw/s400/inna-cernica2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470430681224749810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e27fJlH8ajk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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/e27fJlH8ajk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/7886770968879737705-2988856038923213962?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/2988856038923213962/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/iar-ne-au-copiat.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2988856038923213962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2988856038923213962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/iar-ne-au-copiat.html' title='Iar ne-au copiat!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-rf4hdwqcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/q0BcTpXqJKk/s72-c/inna-cernica6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3716794709260528168</id><published>2010-05-10T06:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T16:12:32.193+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premiu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acelasi drum'/><title type='text'>I'm the one!</title><content type='html'>Deci...buna dimineata!&lt;br /&gt;A inceput o noua saptamana. A trebuit sa ma trezesc devreme dupa ce o saptamana intreaga la ora asta dormeam si ma trezeam abia la 9, cand imi savuram linistita cafeaua. Acum, pentru ca m-am trezit un pic mai tarziu, mi-am savurat cafeaua pe fuga.&lt;br /&gt;Nu prea mai pot sa stau asa ca am sa va urez o zi placuta tuturor!&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa...si era sa uit...pentru ca am fost foarte cuminte si n-am prea facut foarte multe prostioare am primit un premiu de la &lt;a href="http://turnlightsoff.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sasha&lt;/a&gt;...multumesc mult si pupicei multi pentru tine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-eCnSiR5sI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lR3R564FDkg/s1600/award.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-eCnSiR5sI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lR3R564FDkg/s400/award.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469483883966883522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si acum...premiul merge la...hmm sa ma gandesc...in primul rand logic la &lt;a href="http://balauru84.blogspot.com/"&gt;al meu Balaur&lt;/a&gt; , la &lt;a href="http://jurnaluluneifetecarerade.blogspot.com/"&gt;a mea Cretzulina &lt;/a&gt;, la &lt;a href="http://lumina-inamurg.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Dara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://andraelena.wordpress.com/"&gt;Andra&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://blindoneworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blindius&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sentiment-complicatdesimplu.blogspot.com/"&gt;sentiment  &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ruxandraruxandrik.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ruxandrika&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sclipiri-printre-cearsafuri.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wanixa&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mihaella875.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mihaella&lt;/a&gt; si nu in ultimul rand la &lt;a href="http://asingleseason.blogspot.com/"&gt;dyanna&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://realbadpisy.blogspot.com/"&gt;realbadpisy&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="http://cris-buli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cristina Bulina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-am pupacit!&lt;br /&gt;P.S.   Premiul poate fi preluat si de cei care mai doresc sau care mai poftesc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3716794709260528168?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3716794709260528168/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-one.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3716794709260528168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3716794709260528168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-one.html' title='I&apos;m the one!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-eCnSiR5sI/AAAAAAAAAPs/lR3R564FDkg/s72-c/award.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8357549871579466684</id><published>2010-05-07T10:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:34:53.074+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o intrebare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nervi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s-a dus starea de bine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vreme idioata'/><title type='text'>Si s-a dus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-Jv86I1DmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/h4XPxpQVMs0/s1600/oibabycc1-150x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-Jv86I1DmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/h4XPxpQVMs0/s400/oibabycc1-150x150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468055989770325602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si s-a dus starea mea de bine...si asta nu doar din cauza vremii.&lt;br /&gt;Da, e si vremea unul dintre factorii care a contribuit, dar mai e inca unul, unul care imi toaca nervii in fiecare zi si tot timpul tac, pentru ca asa am fost de mica invatata sa nu comentez si sa nu raspund urat, dar la un anumit moment o sa explodez si o sa rabuvnesc si atunci o sa vada si el.&lt;br /&gt;Pe langa faptul ca pana acum imi toca capu cu vesnica intrebare "Ce faci, n-ai de invatat?", chiar si atunci cand venea acasa asta era in loc de salut, acum a trecut la cu totul altceva. Totul a inceput de la o simpla intrebare de-a mea, catre mami...am intrebat-o daca nu se mai impart pliante. Nu de alta, dar momentan ai mei au extrem de multe cheltuieli cu de toate si pana la sfarsitul scolii mai trebuie sa imi iau destule, si doar pentru scoala, ma gandeam ca daca ma duc 2-3 ore sambata mai imi ies 40 de lei. Nu sunt foarte multi, dar sunt niste banuti de buzunar si macar nu mai trebuie sa le cer lor, ca eu cu aia ma descurc o saptamana. Si apoi am oftat si le-am zis alor mei ca abia astept sa fie 2 iulie sa pot sa imi caut de lucru si sa am bani.&lt;br /&gt;Si de-aici a inceput...tata m-a luat ca o prietena de-a noastra de familie l-a intrebat daca eu vreau sa fac facultatea la zi si ca el, dupa aceasta intrebare, s-a gandit ca intr-un fel poate ar fi mai bine sa nu o fac la zi ca asa as mai putea si eu sa lucrez...ar fi niste bani in plus si ar fi altfel...il inteleg si pe el, da cum pnm sa fac psihologia la fara frecventa? Stiu ca este, da mi se pare o porcarie. Stiu ca la psihologie, trebuie sa studiezi destul de mult si individual, dar oricum mai ai nevoie de unele explicatii suplimentare.&lt;br /&gt;Al meu tata, in sfarsit si-a dat seama ca sunt sanse sa nu intru la fara taxa, chiar daca media mea momentan zboara de 9,40 si depinde doar de bac. Si ca va fi foarte mult, si nu stie cum se va descurca si cum vom face...stiu ca e greu, da ma enerveaza gandirea asta asa de pesimista! Asa ca nu m-am mai putut abtine si i-am spus sa stea linistit pe curul lui si sa nu isi mai planga atata de mila, pentru ca am sa lucrez, am sa imi pun bani deoparte si o sa reusesc cumva sa imi platesc eu facultatea si asa nici nu are ce sa mai comenteze in momentul in care va vedea ca am restante. Logic, dupa cum banuiam, s-a enervat, a iesit din camera si a trantit usa.&lt;br /&gt;Pai daca nici asa nu-i bine, atuni cum pnm ii bine? Nu e bine ca vezi doamne, vor fi prea multi bani si se teme ca nu are de unde, da nu e bine nici daca ii spun ca eu am sa lucrez si am sa imi si fac facultatea la zi. Pai atunci sa imi zica el mie o solutie, care sa fie buna ca eu nu m-ai inteleg nimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. uneori as vrea sa spun stop si sa uit de toate...sa ma inchid intr-o  camera si lumea sa uite de mine si eu de lume...iar apoi, intr-un final  sa se termine tot!...doar pe tine te-as pastra din toata lumea asta mare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-8357549871579466684?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8357549871579466684/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/si-s-dus.html#comment-form' title='22 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8357549871579466684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8357549871579466684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/si-s-dus.html' title='Si s-a dus!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-Jv86I1DmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/h4XPxpQVMs0/s72-c/oibabycc1-150x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5764836117713072997</id><published>2010-05-05T08:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:10:11.842+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melodiile de dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curs festiv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patul plin de foi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>Buna dimineata!</title><content type='html'>In primul rand am sa spun buna dimineata!&lt;br /&gt;In sfarsit ma trezesc normal, nu sunt obosita...am dormit ca un bebelus dupa iesirea din parc de aseara cu Balaurul...ma simt asa de bine ca azi nu a trebuit sa ma trezesc mai repede decat ora normala la care ma trezesc in fiecare dimineata pentru scoala...pentru ca de obicei, in loc sa ma trezesc la 6 jumate ca sa ma pregatesc pentru scoala, ma trezesc cu o ora inainte sa mai invat ce nu am termin&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-EJdpKDaXI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gS2mU6F5CYI/s1600/DSC00063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-EJdpKDaXI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gS2mU6F5CYI/s320/DSC00063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467661827473369458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at in ziua precendenta din cauza ca am avut prea multe de facut si nu le-am terminat...si acuma nu pot sa ma duc chiar cu mana in buzunar.&lt;br /&gt;Ma intristeaza lipsa soarelui...e placut afara, e cald...dar nu imi place ca e noros. Dar oricum norii nu imi vor strica starea buna pe care o am in momentul de fata. Pot sa spun ca am chef de stat cu cartile in brate si de invatat.&lt;br /&gt;Ma duc acum logic sa imi fac cafeaua si apoi am sa ies pe balcon sa-mi savurez viciile de dimineata, iar apoi, am sa imi umplu patul de foi si am sa ma pun sa invat pana pe la 11. Da stiu, enorm de mult:)) dar la 11 trebuie sa plec sa cumpar flori si apoi sa ajung la o prietena la facultate, la cursul festiv, pentru ca ea insista sa imbrace roba tocmai azi si noi trebuie sa fim acolo, alaturi de ea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dibGMHiUwpA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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/dibGMHiUwpA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sazSfsjBk5A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/sazSfsjBk5A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfHqPNPvQkg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/yfHqPNPvQkg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melodii aflate in playlist-ul meu de dimineata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-5764836117713072997?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5764836117713072997/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/buna-dimineata.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5764836117713072997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5764836117713072997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/buna-dimineata.html' title='Buna dimineata!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S-EJdpKDaXI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gS2mU6F5CYI/s72-c/DSC00063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-1877381109300310573</id><published>2010-05-02T16:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:05:31.237+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doar tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente soptite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>:X</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ma faci mereu sa zambesc...cu un sarut imi spui cat de mult ma iubesti...atunci cand sunt suparata, doar tu stii cum sa ma tii in brate si sa imi spui ca totul va fi bine...doar tu imi dai acel elan si ma faci sa realizez ca pot sa obtin tot ce vreau...alaturi de tine ma simt stapana universului...te iubesc cu fiecare parte a corpului meu...tot timpul pierd notiunea timpului atunci cand sunt cu tine...reprezinti luminea din fiecare dimineata...soarele care face norii sa dispara..."ingerul care ma ajuta sa dansez noaptea printre stele"...esti tot mi-am dorit vreodata...esti "un inger fara aripi dintr-o carte de povesti"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Te iubesc!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-1877381109300310573?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/1877381109300310573/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/x.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1877381109300310573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1877381109300310573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/05/x.html' title=':X'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-4707946080385113331</id><published>2010-04-28T15:53:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T16:21:52.532+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tristete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cufarul amintirilor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azi nu'/><title type='text'>Azi nu!-azi sunt doar trista</title><content type='html'>Azi sunt trista!&lt;br /&gt;De ce? Nu am un motiv anume.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt trista pentru ca mai nou zilele trec pe langa mine si nu reusesc sa fac mai nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt trista pentru ca sunt mereu obosita, dar timpul ma preseaza.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt trista pentru ca cineva, in spatele meu, imi urla mereu in momentul in care vreau sa iau pauza, sa ies, sa las cartea din mana.&lt;br /&gt;Cateodata imi vine sa imi bag pl in toate si sa ma iau sa plec...sa nu ma mai intereseze de nimic, nici de note, nici de medie si doar sa termin.&lt;br /&gt;Ma uitam peste cufarul amintirilor din anii care au trecut...extrem de repede...si imi doresc sa treaca si astea 2 luni cat mai repede...sa pot sa ma trezesc dimineata, sa imi savurez linistita cafeaua si tigara, sa ascult muzica, sa ma intind, sa ma plimb in pijama...fara sa fiu presata de timp si fara sa trebuiasca sa alerg de colo colo ca sa imi mai ramana timp...si fara sa aud mereu, in momentul cand ajung acasa, vesnica intrebare..."ce faci acum?te pui sa inveti nu?"....da nu ma intreaba nimeni daca ma simt bine sau daca sunt obosita.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca azi imi bag piciorul in carti, le-am bagat pe toate in dulap ca sa nu mai vad niciuna si stau...ma uit la soare, la cer, la copacii inverziti, rasfoiesc filele unui album cu poze si imi amintesc de acele momente...momente ca si acestea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S9gyMdqaYJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ocXNV8St4oo/s1600/ale242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S9g1XlF_98I/AAAAAAAAAPA/WRM8p-twvcc/s320/ale+1210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465176827024635842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S9g1g0-bJbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/voXpjVjx6_8/s1600/ale+1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S9g1g0-bJbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/voXpjVjx6_8/s320/ale+1212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465176985906652594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S9g1u1OUFcI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Pcy63t4aYAM/s1600/ale+1249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S9g1u1OUFcI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Pcy63t4aYAM/s320/ale+1249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465177226491467202" 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/7886770968879737705-4707946080385113331?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/4707946080385113331/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/azi-nu-azi-sunt-doar-trista.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4707946080385113331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/4707946080385113331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/azi-nu-azi-sunt-doar-trista.html' title='Azi nu!-azi sunt doar trista'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S9gyMdqaYJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ocXNV8St4oo/s72-c/ale242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8047398202639281845</id><published>2010-04-26T17:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T17:54:13.465+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invidia'/><title type='text'>Invidia!</title><content type='html'>"Se pare ca invidiem, mai mult decat pe altii, pe aceia care se ridica prin singura putere a aripilor lor si se despart de cusca in care ceilalti raman inchisi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Francesco Petrarca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Invidia nu se poate ascunde. Ea acuza si judeca fara dovezi, ea mareste defectele, ea are denumiri enorme pentru cele mai mici greseli, iar graiul ei este plin de exagerari si de ofense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luc de Clapiers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pana unde poate duce&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; invidia&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Din cand in cand, fiecare dintre noi are momente de invidie, iar frecventa intrebare este &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"De ce ar fi el/ea mai presus decat mine?"&lt;/span&gt; . Psihologii spun ca &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;invidia&lt;/span&gt; este o emotie intensa si extrem de dureroasa-simti o strangere in zona pieptului, respiratia devine suieratoare, iar sangele parca nu mai reuseste sa-ti irige fata, care devine palida. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Invidia&lt;/span&gt; apare atunci cand, involuntar sau nu, ne raportam propria persoana la cei din jur si constatam ca ei au ceva ce noua ne lipseste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Invidia&lt;/span&gt; este o emotie care implica mai mult sentimente negative, iar atunci cand ne scapa de sub control tinde sa se manifeste sub forma lacomiei, a urii, a antipatiei sau chiar a maniei. Uneori &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;invidia&lt;/span&gt; este ascunsa, insa alteori este evidenta si poate avea consecinte dezastruoase.&lt;br /&gt;De exemplu, cercetatorii de la o universitate canadiana au descoperit ca femeile constientizeaza mai mult decat barbatii atractivitatea celorlalte femei, o percep ca pe un real pericol, se simt amenintate si astfel isi face loc&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; invidia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oamenii invidiaza o persoana care reuseste sa devina sau sa obtina ceea ce noi ne dorim. Exista si persoane care au tendinta de a invidia tot ce misca sub soare.&lt;br /&gt;De multe ori tanjim la ceea ce are celalalt. Psihologii spun ca atunci cand simtim ca invidia isi face loc, ar trebui sa actionam in consecinta si sa invatam sa ne temperam sentimentele negative de invidie. Este bine sa purtam o discutie cu noi insine pentru a ne da seama de ce ne comportam astfel si pentru a vedea care sunt adevaratele cauze ale comportamentului nostru, sa vedem ce anume ne nemultumeste, ce nu ne convine, ce se poate schimba si ce nu, ce putem face concret in aceasta privinta. Este bine sa realizam ce anume ne motiveaza pentru a avea succes si ce trebuie sa facem ca sa ne atingem scopurile.&lt;br /&gt;Dar &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;invidia&lt;/span&gt; are si latura sa pozitiva si poate actiona ca un stimulent al dezvoltarii personale. Se poate intampla ca la un momendat sa fim nemultumiti de intorsatura pe care au luat-o anumite lucruri in viata noastra. Ne uitam cu invidie la cei din apropierea noastra care s-au ridicat atunci cand noi ne-am impiedicat si nu am reusit sa mergem mai departe, care au reusit sa izbandeasca acolo unde noi am esuat. Daca suntem capabili sa privim la ce au realizat cei din jurul nostru prin prisma a ceea ce am putea si noi realiza in viitor si sa percepem faptele lor drept surse de inspiratie si lectii de viata, atunci da...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;invidia&lt;/span&gt; ne poate ajuta, ducand la automotivare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dar ce te faci atunci cand nu vrei sa recunosti ca esti o persoana invidioasa si lasi acest sentiment sa te domine? Cand reusesti sa strici o relatie de prietenie foarte frumoasa, care dureaza de ani de zile, din simplu fapt ca ai ajuns sa iti invidiezi prietena si orgoliul nu te lasa sa iti ceri nici macar scuze? E trist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7886770968879737705-8047398202639281845?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8047398202639281845/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/invidia.html#comment-form' title='16 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8047398202639281845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8047398202639281845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/invidia.html' title='Invidia!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5640851848971188982</id><published>2010-04-22T11:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:54:09.198+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste la prima vedere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un cuvant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un gest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o privire fugara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='un suras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olga Ciolacu'/><title type='text'>Dragoste la prima vedere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S9AN3Lp2i0I/AAAAAAAAANg/zVBwFvYOeF8/s1600/00ik051igWa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S9AN3Lp2i0I/AAAAAAAAANg/zVBwFvYOeF8/s320/00ik051igWa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462881589672708930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se intampla de multe ori sa ne indragostim la prima vedere de un suras, un gest, un cuvant, o voce si ne imaginam ca celalalt este asa cum ne dorim noi sa fie.&lt;br /&gt;De cele mai multe ori, in cazul in care "scanteia" se aprinde la prima vedere, fizicul poate ocupa un loc primordial. Acea persoana nu trebuie neaparat sa fie de o frumusete orbitoare ci sa iti atraga atentia intr-un anumit mod. Poate zambetul strengaresc de la coltul gurii, poate ochii, poate linia mainilor, felul in care acel moment este imbracat sau poate chiar felul in care se uita la tine.&lt;br /&gt;Dar dragostea la prima vedere depaseste de multe ori logica sau ratiunea si nu poate fi controlata. Nu l-ai vazut niciodata dar este de ajuns un zambet sau o privire fugara pentru a avea impresia ca il cunosti deja de o viata si ca soarta v-a pus fata in fata in jocul dragostei.&lt;br /&gt;Atunci cand te indragostesti la prima vedere, persoana de care te indragostesti reprezinta o enigma si poate din acest motiv, dorinta de a fi cu el/ea este mult mai mare si exista acea nevoie de a fla cat mai multe despre el/ea , de a decoperi misterul din jurul persoanei respective.&lt;br /&gt;Exista si cazuri in care o dragoste la prima vedere poate dura toata viata si acea "hipnoza" de la inceput, cand toate simturile o iau razna se poate concretiza intr-o relatie foarte fericita in care mereu pare sa mai fie ceva de descoperit, la fel ca in prima zi. Dar astfel de situatii sunt foarte putine.&lt;br /&gt;Psihologii sunt de parere ca dragostea la prima vedere depinde foarte mult de starea noastra de spirit din momentul respectiv, astfel ca, intr-o anumita imprejurare, putem sau nu remarca o persoana pe care o vedem pentru prima data.&lt;br /&gt;Potrivit unor statistici, doar  30-40% dintre oameni se indragostesc la prima vedere, in timp ce restul se indragostesc de persoane pe care le cunosc de mai mult timp.&lt;br /&gt;Este imposibil sa descifram mecanismul tainic prin care doi oameni, pana atunci necunoscuti unul altuia, se indragostesc intr-o clipita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbe6r-KddXs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/sbe6r-KddXs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/7886770968879737705-5640851848971188982?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5640851848971188982/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/dragoste-la-prima-vedere.html#comment-form' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5640851848971188982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5640851848971188982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/dragoste-la-prima-vedere.html' title='Dragoste la prima vedere'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S9AN3Lp2i0I/AAAAAAAAANg/zVBwFvYOeF8/s72-c/00ik051igWa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8878231846738967765</id><published>2010-04-21T18:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T18:09:53.968+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doar tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><title type='text'>Doar tu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tpku5TXz-RY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/Tpku5TXz-RY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. "Te iubesc mai mult decat multul tau ori 2 de N ori!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-8878231846738967765?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8878231846738967765/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/doar-tu.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8878231846738967765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8878231846738967765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/doar-tu.html' title='Doar tu!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-5000665252587009448</id><published>2010-04-19T19:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:00:02.216+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>Speşicăl olimpics part II</title><content type='html'>Mnah...la mine momentan e dimineata pentru ca tocmai m-am trezit...am fost prea obosita cand am ajuns de la scoala si nu m-am putut abtine sa nu ma las purtata de val in lumea viselor....ca doar am inceput saptamana in forta.&lt;br /&gt;Si pentru ca cineva m-a inghiontit un pic de tot cu un mic comentariu...m-am decis sa scriu despre ziua de azi, ca sa ii povestesc lui &lt;a href="http://blindoneworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blindius&lt;/a&gt; despre competentele digitale, care au avut loc azi sau cum ii spunem noi&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "speşicăl olimpics part II".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am trezit de dimineata pe la 7jumate, mi-am savurat cafeaua si tigara si m-am pus iar pe citit, pana pe la 9 si ceva cand am inceput sa ma pregatesc ca sa ma pot duce la scoala pentru a ajunge inainte de ora 11.&lt;br /&gt;Acuma pe langa faptu ca din nou ni-au luat de prosti si ni s-a spus sa venim pe ora 11 pentru ca la 12 incepem examenul, cand am ajuns la scoala ni s-a spus ca abia de la 12 jumate intram in sala.&lt;br /&gt;S-a facut intr-un final si 12 jumate si in momentul in care vad cine ne deschide usa laboratorului si care va fi de altfel si cel care ne va supraveghea raman socata...nimeni altul decat proful de religie care avea si examenul de ECDL dat. Ne-a spus apoi ca la prosti, care unde sa stam, adica in ordine alfabetica si in functie de numarul care eram. Intr-un final fiind deja in sala, a mai durat jumate de ora pana cand au venit plicurile magice cu subiectele, timp in care ne-am scris si noi numele pe acele foi tipice de examen, dar care de data asta nu s-au mai sigilat asa cum se face de obicei ca doar oricum sunt corectate de profesorii de clasa si apoi ne-am pus pe treaba.&lt;br /&gt;In prima parte a probei erau niste exercitii la care aveai nevoie de internet, iar dupa ce am terminat toti acele exercitii, internetul a fost deconectat si s-a deschis al doilea plic magic, care continea subiectele pentru partea a doua. Am terminat intr-un final si eu...trebuie sa recunosc ca am mai si lasat subiecte pe dinafara, dar asta este...se mai intampla acuma...si am luat directia cafea!&lt;br /&gt;De precizat este faptul ca nu s-a blocat retea ca si la simulare si totul a decurs destul de bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si uite asa s-a terminat si cea de-a doua competenta, pentru care vom primi un certificat, care va tine locul unui atestat si care va fi valabil doi ani. Wow...foarte util!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-5000665252587009448?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/5000665252587009448/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/spesical-olimpics-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5000665252587009448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/5000665252587009448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/spesical-olimpics-part-ii.html' title='Speşicăl olimpics part II'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-1005361006594854024</id><published>2010-04-17T09:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T09:13:19.086+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigara'/><title type='text'>Neata!</title><content type='html'>Bai...in dimineata in care as fi dormit si eu mai mult decat  in restul zilelelor...pe langa faptul ca vecinu de deasupra s-a apucat de gaurit dracu stie ce( pnm mea stie ce mai are de gaurit ca asta face de cand ma stiu in fiecare sambata), a venit si mami sa nu cumva sa mai dorm ca am programare la pensat, de care am uitat complet.&lt;br /&gt;Aseara cica am iesit cu fetele in oras...nimic programat...n-am fost de mult in oras...poate suna ciudat da toata agitatia aia m-a obosit asa de tare...am fost  prima oara intr-un loc, unde nu am avut loc sa stam jos, da nici in picioare nu prea am avut loc...da muzica era mai mult decat foarte tare...au fost de treaba doi barbati trecuti de 50 de ani care au zic ca isi termina berea si ei pleaca...asa ca am stat sa plece ca sa putem sta si noi! Am comandat si ne-am apucat de dansat dupa care la una dintre fete le-a tunat sa schimba locatia, zis si facut. In noua locatie putin mai lejer, fara atata inghesuiala, muzica buna (la inceput) si cum nu am mai fost de mult timp acolo,  ne-am asteptat sa fie la fel cum a fost acum catva timp...da fix.&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns din nou in alta parte si la ora 2 am simtit ca nu mai pot. Am luat un taxi si directia acasa. M-am schimbat in pijama si somn instantaneu.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca,nici daca as fi baut in oras nu ma simteam acum asa...&lt;br /&gt;Oricum mami care a plecat la lucru deja, mi-a facut cafea...aburul care inca iese din ea imi face cu ochiul...noul pachet foarte dragut de tigari imi atrage mana inspre el...asa ca am plecat...ma duc sa imi savurez cafeaua si tigara ca sa ma pot dezmetici!&lt;br /&gt;Sa aveti o zi cat mai frumoasa si un sfarsit de saptamana splendit, incununat doar de razele soarelui.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Chiar daca abia imi tin ochii deschisi...ma simt asa de bine pentru ca afara e soare...asa ca am sa ies pe balcon sa imi savurez viciile, ca razele soarelui de dimineata sa imi poata mangaia chipul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jsj-37UrxeM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/Jsj-37UrxeM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ckpr994iQ2s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/Ckpr994iQ2s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(melodiile principale de azi noapte)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-1005361006594854024?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/1005361006594854024/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/neata.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1005361006594854024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/1005361006594854024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/neata.html' title='Neata!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8481340513090336664</id><published>2010-04-14T14:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:29:18.707+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zi tde toata jena'/><title type='text'>Frustratii pulii</title><content type='html'>M-am saturat pana peste cap de oameni mai mult decat frustrati, care in momentul in care nu stiu cum sa isi expuna punctul de vedere incep sa urle ca niste disperati. Atunci cand nu au o parere despre ceva anume si parerea celor din jur nu le convine, incep sa urle. Iar atunci cand lucrurile nu ies cum vor ei, incep sa urle ca niste idioti.&lt;br /&gt;Ajungem noi oamenii sa fim mai rau decat niste animale. Uneori imi e atat de scarba de oamenii din jurul meu.&lt;br /&gt;Strigam unii la altii ca sa ne facem mai auziti iar atunci cand "ne lasa puterile" (adica cand nu mai au ce sa spuna) se iau foarte suparati si pleaca, trantind usa.&lt;br /&gt;Pe scurt, m-am saturat de oameni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3tYD2xX94c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/M3tYD2xX94c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/knRyQSxPRaw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/knRyQSxPRaw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/7886770968879737705-8481340513090336664?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8481340513090336664/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/frustratii-pulii.html#comment-form' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8481340513090336664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8481340513090336664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/frustratii-pulii.html' title='Frustratii pulii'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-7897849017191747286</id><published>2010-04-12T18:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:55:31.216+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bataie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barbati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ochii tai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='femei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana Maria'/><title type='text'>Si din nou barbatii!</title><content type='html'>Hmm...o mai tineti minte pe Ana Maria...fetita aceea cu chitara, cu parul scurt cret, foarte draguta, care avea o voce foarte frumoasa (dupa parerea mea) si care a debutat la 14 cu piesa Ochii tai? Daca nu, va aduc eu aminte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_Wv2_DcPV0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_Wv2_DcPV0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi are 23 de ani.&lt;br /&gt;Tot schimband posturile...am dat de ea...e si acum frumoasa, dar si-a schimbat look-ul. Acum a devenit femeie.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa succesul cu melodia ochii tai, nu s-au mai auzit foarte multe despre ea. La 18 ani tatal ei a murit. A mai scos atunci o piesa, dar care nu a avut nici pe de parte succesul piesei cu care a debutat.&lt;br /&gt;Ramanand fara tata, persoana la care a tinut enorm deoarece si ea era "fata lui tata" si tata pentru ea insemna totul, si fiind singura in Bucuresti, a incercat sa gaseasca o alinare dupa pierderea dureroasa. Astfel ca, la un an dupa ce tatal ei a decedat, Ana Maria a inceput o relatie cu Florin Chilian. Acesta este mai mare decat ea cu 18 sau 19 ani(ma scuzati, dar nu mai retin exact).&lt;br /&gt;La inceput, a povestit ea, relatia a decurs foarte normal si ei ii placea pentru ca se simtea intr-un fel protejata. Si-a dat seama mai apoi ca Florin Chilian este o persoana foarte violenta verbal. Apoi au avut un accident, iar in seara accidentului, devenind foarte agitat si nervos, a batut-o. I-a dat mai multe palmi, iar ea, s-a dezechilibrat si a cazut jos si a dat cu capul de bordura. Vecinii au chemat politia si ambulanta deoarece o femeie era cazuta jos, in strada. Dar ea nu a dat nicio declaratie, a refuzat orice deoarece dorea din tot sufletul sa il schimbe, sa il faca un om mai bun.&lt;br /&gt;Pe moment, dupa cum sustine ea, din cauza lipsei de experienta, avea impresia ca, comportamentul lui este normal, mai ales ca la momentul respectiv avea mai multe prietene care se aflau in aceiasi situatie ca si ea, ba chiar inainte de intamplarea nefericita cu ea, Ana Maria a mers cu o prietena la spital pe care o durea foarte tare spatele, din cauza batailor primite de la iubit. Efectiv isi nega situatia si asta a incercat sa faca si in momentul in care mama ei a vazut-o la spital si si-a dat imediat seama de ce se intampla.&lt;br /&gt;Si-a dat seama ca ceva nu este in regula in momentul in care, s-a trezit intr-o dimineata, s-a uitat in oglinda si era plina de vanatai pe fata, cu buza sparta si s-a intrebat singura "acum de cat fond de ten am nevoie ca sa acopar toate aceste urme?"...mai apoi si-a dat seama ca"fizicul il acoperi pana la urma, dar vanataile din suflet raman in continuare si acelea dor mai tare".&lt;br /&gt;Intr-un final a reusit sa iasa din relatie dar a ramas cu sechele. La un an dupa incheierea acestei relatii, Ana Maria avea inca atacuri de panica.&lt;br /&gt;Ea sustine ca lucrurile acestea au maturizat-o si au facut-o femeia de astazi.&lt;br /&gt;Dar vin acum eu si ma intreb...cum dumnezeu poti sa stai langa un asemenea barbat, care te agreseaza atat verbal, cat si fizic? Care iti interzice sa vorbesti cu propria ta mama la telefon si ai doar anumite ore la care poti sa vorbesti cu ea?&lt;br /&gt;Cum poti ca femeie sa decazi atat de jos si sa accepti palmi de la barbatul de langa tine? Din iubire?&lt;br /&gt;Bun, il iubesti...dar totul are o limita!&lt;br /&gt;Si cand ma gandesc ca mai exista foarte multe cazuri de acest gen, in care femeile sunt batute si ele isi accepta situatia si se si conformeaza, dar ce e si mai rau este faptul ca in multe din aceste cazuri, copiii asista la asemenea scene de violenta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-7897849017191747286?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/7897849017191747286/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/si-din-nou-barbatii.html#comment-form' title='34 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7897849017191747286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7897849017191747286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/si-din-nou-barbatii.html' title='Si din nou barbatii!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-2654389746548288893</id><published>2010-04-11T16:44:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T16:47:49.066+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barbati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='femei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calitati'/><title type='text'>Calitatile barbatilor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mnah bun...plictiseala e in toi  dar, tot am reusit sa gasesc un subiect despre care sa scriu si asta  pentru ca am o saptamana destul de incarcata si s-ar putea sa nu am asa  de mult timp liber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bun...ma tot uitam la diverse lucruri si  mi-a venit in capsor un subiect numai bun de discutat si anume,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;care sunt calitatile cele mai de pret ale unui  barbat si pe care noi femeile le pretuim cel mai mult...pe care ne-am  dori sa le aiba barbatul cu care ne vom petrece restul vietii spre  exemplu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Multe  femei sustin ca adora barbatii duri in aparenta, cu o statura  impunatoare, dar care in realitate sunt copilarosi, au simtul umorului  foarte dezvoltat, foarte pasionali si cu o doza de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nebunie. Multe femei,  alaturi de acesti barbati se simt iubite, respectate, alintate,  ocrotite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ne place un barbat cu simtul umorului, care este si  romantic, inteligent- deorece multe femei sustin ca inteligenta este  garantia ca poti iesi cu el oriunde in lume fara sa te faca de ras,  creativ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, pasio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nal, care iti ofera un sentiment de siguranta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Majoritatea  dintre noi ne dorim ca barbatul de langa noi sa arate bine, sa aibe un  aspect ingrijit pentru ca in fond sunt primele detalii care ne sar in  ochi, iar daca acestea nu sunt ok, restul, de cele mai multe ori nici nu  ne mai intereseaza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ne plac barbatii  care au incredere in ei si in fortele lor, car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;e nu sunt foarte influentabili  (majoritatea femeilor isi doresc ca barbatii de langa ele sa nu se lase  influentati de parerea mamei), barbati care sa aiba un cuvant de spus in  fata celorlalti, care stiu sa se faca ascultati dar si respectati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Femeile isi doresc ca barbatii de langa ele sa mai  dea dovada din cand in cand si de romantism, isi doresc ca si barbatul  de langa ele sa fie putin mai creativ in pat, doarece in cele mai multe  cazuri, creativitatea din pat este de cele mai multe ori pasata femeii,  sa mai faca din cand in cand si primul pas pentru o noapte plina de  iubire . Ne dorim ca barbatul de langa noi sa prezinte interes fata de  noi ca persoane si fata de preocuparile noastre, nu numai atunci cand  vine vorba de o noapte incendiara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Practic, femeile isi doresc ca barbatul de langa ele sa le  pretuiasca pentru ceea ce sunt si pentru realizarile lor, sa le sprijine  atunci cand isi doresc sa realizeze ceva, sa le inteleaga si sa le  ofere dragoste(din toate punctele de vedere) si sa nu le mai vada doar  ca pe niste accesorii pentru serile in oras, pentru o casa curata,  pentru mancare si eventual copii&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M1bVMW2XVNI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M1bVMW2XVNI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/7886770968879737705-2654389746548288893?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/2654389746548288893/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/calitatile-barbatilor.html#comment-form' title='17 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2654389746548288893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2654389746548288893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/calitatile-barbatilor.html' title='Calitatile barbatilor'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-136415892452233546</id><published>2010-04-09T09:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T09:46:54.249+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buna dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><title type='text'>Uneori timpul devine sublim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S77L49D_IZI/AAAAAAAAANY/1O_yD0uxXFs/s1600/20070214151605vm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S77L49D_IZI/AAAAAAAAANY/1O_yD0uxXFs/s320/20070214151605vm2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458023977744015762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S77Lz_YOWWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/VEy013BwVAI/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S77Lz_YOWWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/VEy013BwVAI/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458023892466424162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pai...in primul rand ar trebui sa spun "buna dimineata" pentru ca eu nu de mult m-am ridicat din pat, mi-am facut cafeaua si acum stau in fata calculatorului cu ceasca de cafea langa mine si cu o tigara.&lt;br /&gt;M-am trezit alaturi de tine si te-am condus mai apoi pentru ca ai mers la servici. Si acum stau si te astept sa vii de la servici sa putem fugi iar din oras.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a placut atat de mult saptamana asta in care ti-am gasit lucrurile peste tot, chiar si atunci cand doar m-am uitatat in jurul meu. Gasesc ceva ce iti apartine atunci cand fac curatenie, cand trec dintr-o camera in cealalta...toate astea imi ofera un sentiment aparte, sublim si maret.&lt;br /&gt;Te astept acasa atunci cand iesi de la servici si de-abia astept sa ajungi ca sa te sarut si sa te strang in brate. Acum sa ma laud si eu...am facut mancare pentru cand ai venit de la servici.&lt;br /&gt;Ce face iubirea din om! Trebuie sa recunosc ca sunt prastie la gatit si stiu doar strictul necesar pe care il stie toata lumea si asta din cauza ca mama a fost tot timpul langa mine si fiind singura la parinti tot timpul imi face pe plac. Si uite-ma acuma, incercand sa te surprind cu ceva la care chiar nu ma pricep. Acum nu va ganditi ca am facut dumnezeu stie ce specialitati. Ceva simplu, dar e un inceput. Dar a iesit bine si stiu si de ce... nu pentru ca eu mi-am descoperit talentele necunoscute, ci pentru ca am investit si dragoste, multa dragoste.&lt;br /&gt;A trecut deja o saptamana de cand suntem doar noi, de cand suntem tot timpul impreuna...ca si cum am fi deja la casa noastra. A fost o situatie mai aparte pentru ca am plecat doar noi doi din oras pentru 5 zile, iar cand ne-am intors, ai mei deja erau si ei plecati din ora si inca nu s-au intors, asa ca am putut sa fim in continuare doar noi si am ramas la mine...a fost o saptamana in care nu am fost nevoiti sa ne sacrificam si sa nu ne vedem din cauza mai multor lucruri, mult de invatat, venit tarziu de la lucru si asa mai departe.&lt;br /&gt;In fiecare seara am adormit in bratele tale, dupa minunatul si mult asteptatul sarut de noapte buna si dimineata m-am trezit in bratele tale, impreuna cu sublimul sarut de buna dimineata pe care l-am visat toata noaptea.&lt;br /&gt;E atat de frumos...iti simt parfumul prin fiecare colt al casei, prin tot patul, pe hainele mele. Un amalgam de senntimente ma face sa ma simt atat minunat incat nu pot sa spun decat ca &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;te iubesc&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-136415892452233546?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/136415892452233546/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/uneori-timpul-devine-sublim.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/136415892452233546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/136415892452233546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/uneori-timpul-devine-sublim.html' title='Uneori timpul devine sublim!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S77L49D_IZI/AAAAAAAAANY/1O_yD0uxXFs/s72-c/20070214151605vm2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-9040231667541132584</id><published>2010-04-08T20:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:58:31.506+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a prize'/><title type='text'>a prize</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7yto4UR7KI/AAAAAAAAANI/MjIz4v3Of0o/s1600/sunshine-award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7yto4UR7KI/AAAAAAAAANI/MjIz4v3Of0o/s320/sunshine-award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457427766290017442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am primit un premiu, iar regulile sunt urmatoarele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sa postezi  premiul-done&lt;br /&gt;2. sa spui din partea cui este  oferit-&lt;a href="http://crying-butterfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;dee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. sa oferi premiul altor 12 prieteni:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://balauru84.blogspot.com/"&gt; Balauru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blindoneworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;    Blindius&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sentiment-complicatdesimplu.blogspot.com/"&gt; sentiment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://andraelena.wordpress.com/"&gt;andra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ruxandraruxandrik.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ruxandrika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sclipiri-printre-cearsafuri.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wanixa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jurnaluluneifetecarerade.blogspot.com/"&gt; Creata&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://remus-ivan.blogspot.com/"&gt;rms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://turnlightsoff.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sasha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aer-irosit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Romina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fragmente-de-viata.blogspot.com/"&gt; si mai sunt multe de zis dar nimic nu se schimba&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://where-magic-is-happen.blogspot.com/"&gt; killer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. sa afisezi link-ul lor&lt;br /&gt;5. sa le dai de stire printr-un comentariu pe blogul fiecaruia&lt;br /&gt;6. sa faci o lista cu 10 lucruri care iti plac:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;diminetile insorite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rasaritul sau apusul in 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cafeaua si tigara de dimineata&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;momentele in care doar stam, ne tinem im brate si ne sarutam (si nu numai:p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;orele petrecute cu fetele la cafea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa citesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;plimbarile cu el&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;plimbarile cu prietenii&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa lenevesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa stau cu mami la barfe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chiar daca regulile spun ca premiul il trimiti la 12 prieteni...din partea mea premiul il primeste cine doreste (ma refer la cei care nu sunt mentionati mai sus)!- &lt;a href="http://lost-inside-coco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Monstra de nebunie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lost-inside-coco.blogspot.com/"&gt; Denisia,  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lost-inside-coco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Just Me...Dana xx,   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si restul, care mai doresc, care mai poftesc:)&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/7886770968879737705-9040231667541132584?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/9040231667541132584/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/prize_07.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/9040231667541132584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/9040231667541132584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/prize_07.html' title='a prize'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7yto4UR7KI/AAAAAAAAANI/MjIz4v3Of0o/s72-c/sunshine-award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-8680528741693296347</id><published>2010-04-07T12:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T12:13:19.204+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacanta'/><title type='text'>Home sweet home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7xLt6F09wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WqEeCqDxcKY/s1600/IMG097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7xLt6F09wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WqEeCqDxcKY/s320/IMG097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457320100526094082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7xLnSyEEyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-kVaO1ob6n0/s1600/IMG093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7xLnSyEEyI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-kVaO1ob6n0/s320/IMG093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457319986895000354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mnah si uite ca am ajuns iar acasa, dupa  5 zile in care am fost plecata din oras.&lt;br /&gt;Chiar nu prea aveam chef de inca 2 zile de sarbatoare si inca 3 de pregatire, in acelasi fel pe care il stiu deja de ani buni. In care stai 3 zile inchis in casa ca sa faci curatenia de Paste si apoi sa faci mancare pentru Paste, cat mai multe feluri. Iar dupa ce pregatirile sunt gata, stai toata ziua in casa pentru ca astepti musafiri. Am vrut ca de data asta sa fie altfel putin.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca am hotarat cu Balauru sa plecam din oras, sa stam 5 zile doar noi, sa ne relaxam si sa profitam de vremea buna. Zis si facut.&lt;br /&gt;Am plecat vineri de dimineata si ne-am intors aseara. A fost foarte bine. Ne-am relaxat, ne-am odihnit, mai ales Balauru care a dormit la greu. Ne-am rupt putin de restul lumii, fara prea multe telefoane si ce a fost cel mai bine, fara musafiri care vin sa te vada ca nah ii Pastele. Am profitat de vremea frumoasa si ne-am si plimbat. Am fost doar noi si de duminica am mai avut inca un prieten, un catelus care a trecut pe la noi, dar cum i-am dat de mancare, nu a mai plecat. A stat cu noi pana cand am venit acasa.&lt;br /&gt;Acum suntem iar in oras. Am revenit la ale noastre, dar cu forte proaspete!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-8680528741693296347?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/8680528741693296347/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8680528741693296347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/8680528741693296347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/04/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7xLt6F09wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WqEeCqDxcKY/s72-c/IMG097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-3702398939132967866</id><published>2010-04-01T15:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T07:27:03.387+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1aprilie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voltaj-astept de un an'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ziua  mea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ziua pacalelilor'/><title type='text'>1 Aprilie</title><content type='html'>Supranumita si Ziua Pacalelilor, 1 aprilie este alaturi de 1 iunie si  una dintre zilele preferate ale copiilor, care incearca in fiecare an sa  isi pacaleasca parintii, prietenii si profesorii. Pentru cei cu simtul umorului  dezvoltat si cu un gust deosebit pentru farse, ziua de 1 aprilie este un  prilej foarte bun de distractie. Dupa cum spunea Mark Twain, "ziua de 1  aprilie este ziua in care ne amintim ce suntem in celelalte 364 de zile  ale anului".&lt;br /&gt;M-am obisnuit deja cu vesnicele glumite cum ca sunt o pacaleala sau ca mi-am pacalit parintii si am venit mai repede pe lume si asta din cauza faptului ca azi e ziua mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZHgw1j6YZyE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZHgw1j6YZyE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sa profit de faptul ca acum am timp si am sa urez celor asa mai ca mine, "vacanta placuta", iar celorlalti am sa le urez "sarbatori fericite". Am facut aceste urari mai devreme pentru ca am sa dispar maine putin din peisaj si am sa revin abia marti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sa aveti o zi cat mai frumoasa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-3702398939132967866?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/3702398939132967866/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-aprilie.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3702398939132967866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/3702398939132967866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-aprilie.html' title='1 Aprilie'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-7285181695272749242</id><published>2010-03-30T19:04:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T19:09:35.889+03:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7IhVKQSr2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/4-LY0UH6lWs/s1600/bucurie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7IhVKQSr2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/4-LY0UH6lWs/s320/bucurie.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454458746112749410" 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/7886770968879737705-7285181695272749242?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/7285181695272749242/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7285181695272749242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7285181695272749242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html' title='!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S7IhVKQSr2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/4-LY0UH6lWs/s72-c/bucurie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-738116599605670975</id><published>2010-03-27T21:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:23:27.173+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la multi ani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi doi'/><title type='text'>Maine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S65bI4LqtCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LH8nhgbpxEI/s1600/duminica-floriilor-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S65bI4LqtCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LH8nhgbpxEI/s320/duminica-floriilor-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453396406870651938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S65a_06rHJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TUGm8X-TIbg/s1600/282_defloriipupic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S65a_06rHJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TUGm8X-TIbg/s320/282_defloriipupic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453396251375246482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci...maine este Sarbatoarea Floriilor, zi in care cei cu nume de floare isi serbeaza onomastica. Asa ca fara prea multe ocolisuri am sa urez un calduros "la multi ani" pentru toti cei care maine isi serbeaza onomastica, multa fericire, sanatate si sa vi se indeplineasca dorintele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De asemenea, aceleasi urari mi le voi face si mie si Balaurului pentru ca si noi intram in acea categorie! Dar am sa adaug inca ceva: "te iubesc"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar pentru restu, care nu se serbeaza maine, sa aveti o duminica cat mai frumoasa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-738116599605670975?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/738116599605670975/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/03/maine.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/738116599605670975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/738116599605670975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/03/maine.html' title='Maine!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S65bI4LqtCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LH8nhgbpxEI/s72-c/duminica-floriilor-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-7023298506677507507</id><published>2010-03-25T14:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:01:47.723+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 dimineata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='always'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coca-cola'/><title type='text'>Always coca cola!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S6r5jvguzOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/pFbsBdKctq4/s1600/631_alwayscocacola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S6r5jvguzOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/pFbsBdKctq4/s320/631_alwayscocacola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452444691329895650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M-am trezit extrem de odihnita, dar am constatat ca era doar ora 7 si cum servesc scoala abia de la 9 am ramas cu ceva de timp in care sa mai caut una alta...asa ca m-am pus frumos in fata calculatorului si ma gandeam sa caut ceva poze mai haioase pentru ca aveam un chef nebun sa rad...intre timp imi ajunge si cafeaua facuta de mami si eu tot cautand, gasesc asta...&lt;br /&gt;Bun...ma uit ciudat la poza...adica stiu ca toata lumea stie reclama cu "always coca-cola", dar eu cel putin atunci cand aud "always coca cola" ma gandesc la reclamele alea dragute cu ursii polari, nici de cum sa ma gandesc la un absorbant...mi s-a parut mai mult decat aiurea sa gasesc o sticla de coca-cola, desenata pe un absorbant. Nu vad legatura dintre cele doua!&lt;br /&gt;Sau ce....mai nou isi fac reciproc reclama?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-7023298506677507507?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/7023298506677507507/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/03/always-coca-cola.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7023298506677507507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/7023298506677507507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/03/always-coca-cola.html' title='Always coca cola!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/S6r5jvguzOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/pFbsBdKctq4/s72-c/631_alwayscocacola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7886770968879737705.post-2894285759990480276</id><published>2010-03-24T01:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:03:13.684+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa!</title><content type='html'>Am ajuns de la scoala si asa cum am promis am sa ii raspund scumpei Wanixa la leapsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Primul cuvant rostit a fost&lt;/span&gt;- banuiesc ca mama, in afara de celelalte gangureli rostite pe limba mea si pe care nu le intelegea nimeni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Prima zi de scoala generala-&lt;/span&gt; a fost una foarte urata din pricina vremii, afara ploua, era foarte frig, dar in momentul in care am intrat in clasa, mi s-a inseninat chipul, deoarece in ultima banca, pe randul de la geam, era un baiatel si o fetita, gemeni, cu care am fost si la gradinita...asa ca evident am fugit inspre ei si m-am asezat in fata lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Primul sarut-&lt;/span&gt; aveam aproape 14 ani si ca toate fetele tindeam la baieti mult mai mari...eram in sat la bunici, intr-o seara frumoasa de vara, cu cerul instelat, pe marginea unui paraias micut...era si el, baiatul care imi placea...avea aproape 20 ani...dupa mai multe ore de stat si barfit in acea seara, a venit si momentul mult asteptat pentru mine...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sarutul"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Prima formatie care mi-a placut la nebunie-&lt;/span&gt; pai tre sa recunosc ca imi placea formatia care era in voga cand aveam nu foarte multi anisori, le stiam toate piesele si toate dansurile...era formatia dupa care toate fetitele erau inebunite...formatia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Pr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;imul cd cumparat-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pana am ajuns sa imi cumpar primul cd a cam durat ceva timp, in orice caz stiu ca am primit un cd cand am mers cu colegii la McDonalds...era ceva compilatie cu mai multe trupe a caror cantece erau hituri la momentul respectiv...iar prima caseta cumparata,din banii mei, era cea a baietilor de la O-Zone, pe care se gasea si melodia Dragostea din tei&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;In prima zi de liceu-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;emotiile au fost extrem de mari pentru ca sunt o fire foarte emotiva, dar am trecut destul de repede peste, m-am acomodat foarte repede, dar nu pot sa spun ca am ramas cu un moment anume din acea zi...din contra...restul momentelor care imi vin in minte sunt legate de-abia de a doua saptamana de scoala cand deja am inceput sa ne cunoastem, vorbeam mai mult si relatiile de prietenie au inceput sa se contureze. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Primele cuvinte pe care mi le-au adresat colegii mei-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;au fost vesnicele cuvinte pe care ti le adresa toata lumea atunci...la ce scoala ai terminat clasele V-VIII si cu ce medie ai terminat...nimic interesant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Prima zi de facultate-&lt;/span&gt; am sa scriu despre asta cam peste 6 luni si un pic.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Prima restanta-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;o sa vedem la iarna, dar sper sa nu fie vorba chiar din primul semestru de restante.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Prima zi la locul de munca&lt;/span&gt;- am lucrat acum 2 veri la un fast-food...primele 3 zile au fost de proba cum ar veni si am stat doar 4 ore in care nu pot sa spun ca m-am rupt foarte tare cu munca, ca eram ajutor...dar dupa astea 3 zile, am intrat direct in tura de noapte (mergeam toata saptamana de noapte), 8 ore...in primele ore de lucru eram ca un titirez care incerca sa le faca pe toate bine, dar in scurt timp deja eram obosita...dar mi-a prins bine ca am lucrat, am lucrat si vara trecuta si am vazut cat de greu se fac banii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Prima oara cand am postat pe blog-&lt;/span&gt; pe data de 29 septembrie 2009&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cum si eu am primit-o, nu o voi tine doar pentru mine...si o voi da si la altii...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Balauru,   Blindius,   rms,   Ruxandrika,   Fara suflet,   Sasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7886770968879737705-2894285759990480276?l=ingerfararipi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/feeds/2894285759990480276/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/03/leapsa.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2894285759990480276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7886770968879737705/posts/default/2894285759990480276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingerfararipi.blogspot.com/2010/03/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa!'/><author><name>Alexandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01486301292168411970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Y5S6ljIQ08/TBa1Mob6CdI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZVCaC2eKWmI/S220/IMG_6748+M.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
