<?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-1990301587425012112</id><updated>2011-12-18T07:42:10.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucati din sufletul meu</title><subtitle type='html'>Fericirea nu se cumpara in rate.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-1364199438666936228</id><published>2011-11-22T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T09:33:23.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seara buna !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAFnFXMHGV4/Ts5-YoKadwI/AAAAAAAAAsY/vwA9TyfVNeo/s1600/321582_2535966165721_1450604396_2714263_308382360_n_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678615141723830018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAFnFXMHGV4/Ts5-YoKadwI/AAAAAAAAAsY/vwA9TyfVNeo/s400/321582_2535966165721_1450604396_2714263_308382360_n_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe.. blogutzul meu.. ce faci ? M-am gandit sa-ti fac o vizita.. si de data asta din Bucuresti. Vizita o sa fie scurta si asta nu pentru ca sunt dupa 2 pahare de vodka dar se face timpul sa ma duc la nani.. ma rog..si colegele mele din camera de camin au tras pe dreapta si sa nu le perturb somnul. Blog-ule.. voiam sa-ti zic ca sunt bine.. nici foarte, foarte dar nici prea, prea. Am asteptat super mult sa ajung la Bucuresti, la facultate dar visele mi-au fost spulberate. La facultate nu e deloc cum mi-am imaginat. Materiile sunt exprem de grele iar profii majoritatea imi sunt antipatici. Colegii de grupa sunt foarte ok si asta cred ca singurul lucru care ma consoleaza atunci cand ma duc la facultate. Cel mai naspa e ca n-am nicio motivatie si lenea e cat casa pe mine atunci cand vine vorba sa mai deschid un caiet, o carte, sa mai citesc un curs si chestii de genu. Si sunt sigura ca multi sunt in situatia mea . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lasand facultatea la o parte.. am si eu momentele mele cand ma simt exprem de singura si pierduta in orasul asta care inca mi-e strain de ceea ce am lasat acasa. Toata lumea e agitata, toata lumea e grabita sa ajunga la munca/scoala/facultate, toata lumea alearga dintr-un loc in altul. Ceea ce ma exapsereaza pe mine e faptul ca Bucurestiul este extrem de mare si ca sa ajung intr-un anumit loc plec ceva mai devreme de acasa. Drumul catre camin am inceput sa-l detest pe zi ce trece mai mult. Dar sa privesc si partea plina a paharului. Iubesc magazinele de aici, iubesc faptul ca am mai multe locuri prin care sa merg, ca am prieteni aici pe care am reusit sa-i vad dupa muuuuult timp, ca poti sa te imbraci cel mai ciudat posibil ca nu se uita nimeni urat la tine. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;S-a facut timpul sa inchid lumina si sa incerc sa dorm. Ca veni vorba de somn.. imi lipesc zilele cand ma trezeam la 10-11-12 dimineatza. :)) &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/1990301587425012112-1364199438666936228?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/1364199438666936228/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2011/11/seara-buna.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1364199438666936228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1364199438666936228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2011/11/seara-buna.html' title='Seara buna !'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAFnFXMHGV4/Ts5-YoKadwI/AAAAAAAAAsY/vwA9TyfVNeo/s72-c/321582_2535966165721_1450604396_2714263_308382360_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6770769430698853536</id><published>2011-08-31T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T08:59:00.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb4EE2K4VqU/TlwfAW9BXtI/AAAAAAAAArw/Iev6vMtW01g/s1600/3754284j_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb4EE2K4VqU/TlwfAW9BXtI/AAAAAAAAArw/Iev6vMtW01g/s400/3754284j_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646422123837742802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Si din nou .. ca in fiecare an .. ultima zi de vara. Anotimpul meu preferat. Perioada aceea a anului cand poti face ce vrei si cand vrei, cand nu te gandesti deloc la scoala, cand te bucuri de soare si de tot ceea ce inseamna vacanta.  Eh.. dar uite ca orice inceput are si sfarsit.&lt;br /&gt;O minte stralucita m-a intrebat acum cateva zile care sunt realizarile mele din vacanta asta. Pe moment m-am blocat si nu mi-a venit absolut nimic in cap. Acum cred ca as putea sa dau cateva raspunsuri. Poate cea mai mare realizare a mea din vara asta e ca am luat bacu' si ca am intrat la facultate.. fix acolo unde imi doream. Apoi .. am cunoscut persoane noi. Mi-am revazut colegii din generala si mi-am revazut prieteni pe care nu-i mai vazusem demult. Am fost la mare, la munte.. si hmh .. ?!&lt;br /&gt;Bineinteles.. am avut si realizari negative.. dar nu am dispozitia necesara sa intru in amanunte.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum.. per total.. sa zicem ca a fost o vara acceptabila. Se putea de 100 de ori mai bine. Dar acum mergem inainte..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si sa revenim de unde am plecat .. ultima zi de vara.. deja parca mi-e dor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-6770769430698853536?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6770769430698853536/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-day.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6770769430698853536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6770769430698853536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-day.html' title='Last day.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vb4EE2K4VqU/TlwfAW9BXtI/AAAAAAAAArw/Iev6vMtW01g/s72-c/3754284j_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8121300063323432257</id><published>2011-08-30T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T15:34:02.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Last beverage – Water&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call – Mama&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message – "Noapte buna:*:*"&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to - DJ Project &amp;amp; Giulia - Nu&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried – Azi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Dated someone twice - yes&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on - no&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it – yes&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special - i don`t think so..&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed – yes&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up – no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;12. blue&lt;br /&gt;13. black&lt;br /&gt;14. green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend - cativa chiar :-?&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen in love - yes&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried - many times :))&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you - not really&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were – yes&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you – yup&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list - no&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your friends list do you know – many&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want to have – 2 .. gemeni de preferat :D :))&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name – neah.&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up today – 13:00&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night - purtam conversatii pe messenger&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother - astazi&lt;br /&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life – nothing&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now – Lady Gaga - You And I&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom – no&lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now – durerea mea de cap&lt;br /&gt;35. Most visited webpage – Facebook&lt;br /&gt;36. Whats your real name - Paula Bucur&lt;br /&gt;37. Nicknames : Paul, Paulici, Pitic, Polina.&lt;br /&gt;38: What about penises? : Ha? :))&lt;br /&gt;39. Zodiac sign - Taur ♥&lt;br /&gt;40. Male or female? - female&lt;br /&gt;41. Primary School – Scoala "Andrei Muresanu" - 23&lt;br /&gt;42. Middle (intermdiate) – Colegiul Economic "Virgil Madgearu"&lt;br /&gt;43. College – ASE - Management Economic&lt;br /&gt;44. Hair colour – brown&lt;br /&gt;45. Long or short – long&lt;br /&gt;46. Perfume (current) – unu roz de la Addidas :))&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone - yes.&lt;br /&gt;48: What do you like about yourself? – ochii, buzele, parul.&lt;br /&gt;49. Piercing - no&lt;br /&gt;50. Tattoos – no&lt;br /&gt;51. Righty or lefty - righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;52. First surgery – -&lt;br /&gt;53. First piercing – i don`t have one&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend - Cosmina&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined - tenis&lt;br /&gt;56. First vacation - don`t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;59. Eating - nothing&lt;br /&gt;60. Drinking - water&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm about to – sleep&lt;br /&gt;62. Listening to – Flo Rida - Rewind&lt;br /&gt;63. Waiting for – viata de student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;64. Want kids? – yes&lt;br /&gt;65. Want to get Married – yes&lt;br /&gt;66. Career - Manageeer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;67. Lips or eyes - eyes&lt;br /&gt;68. Hugs or kisses - kisses&lt;br /&gt;69. Shorter or taller – taller&lt;br /&gt;70. Older or Younger - younger&lt;br /&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous - romantic&lt;br /&gt;73. Sensitive or loud - sensitive&lt;br /&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship - relationship&lt;br /&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant – trouble maker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;76. Kissed a stranger - no&lt;br /&gt;77. Drank hard liquor – :-s&lt;br /&gt;78. Lost glasses/contacts – n-am treaba cu asa ceva&lt;br /&gt;79. Sex on first date - joke, right? :))&lt;br /&gt;80. Broken someone's heart – yes.&lt;br /&gt;81. Had your own heart broken - yes&lt;br /&gt;82. Been arrested – nu :|&lt;br /&gt;83. Turned someone down – yup&lt;br /&gt;84. Cried when someone died - yes&lt;br /&gt;85. Fallen for a friend - mmmda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;86. Yourself - yes&lt;br /&gt;87. Miracles – yes&lt;br /&gt;88. Love at first sight - neah.&lt;br /&gt;89. Heaven - yes&lt;br /&gt;90. Santa Claus - no&lt;br /&gt;92. Angels - i`m an angel :&amp;gt; :))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time - :))) not really&lt;br /&gt;95. Did you sing today – no&lt;br /&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody - no&lt;br /&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go? - 10 years&lt;br /&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and re-live it, what would it be – 27.08.2010&lt;br /&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love? - no&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8121300063323432257?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8121300063323432257/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2011/08/100-truths.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8121300063323432257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8121300063323432257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2011/08/100-truths.html' title='100 truths'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-9209166840639239587</id><published>2011-08-30T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T03:10:03.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neatza ?!</title><content type='html'>Mda .. cred ca n-am mai dormit pana la ora 13:00 de foaaaaarte mult timp. Nici de revelion nu dorm asa. :| Presimt ca o sa devin pasare-de-noapte si nu-i prea bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar oricum .. orice dimineata incepe cu o cafeeeeea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KftoAauf2g/Tly211jOvuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/nGtwSV6utPw/s1600/tasa-de-cafe-490963_large.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KftoAauf2g/Tly211jOvuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/nGtwSV6utPw/s320/tasa-de-cafe-490963_large.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646589068839927522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sa aveti o zi faina ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-9209166840639239587?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KftoAauf2g/Tly211jOvuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/nGtwSV6utPw/s72-c/tasa-de-cafe-490963_large.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8542086810256628390</id><published>2011-08-29T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T16:32:45.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0G3_kG5FFfQ" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cateodata doare.. si doare al dracu de tare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8542086810256628390?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0G3_kG5FFfQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4833240792058562468</id><published>2011-04-04T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:02:09.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhahahaa !!</title><content type='html'>Am revenit si eu lumea virtualaaa. &amp;gt;:) Ce-i drept am cam lipsit .. dar de acum sper sa ma tin de scris.. cat imi permite timpul ca nah.. stiti voi.. clasa a12a.. bac.. pregatiri si alte alea .  :))&lt;br /&gt;Momentan o sa fac ceva schimbari pe aici.. sa vad care mai e treaba pe aici .  :-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revin !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4703579867769769373</id><published>2010-11-04T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T06:45:10.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu-mi paaasa !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TNK1aXfWJ0I/AAAAAAAAAqw/Nfg6Kj58bIU/s1600/Fuck_OFF_by_FackFebruary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TNK1aXfWJ0I/AAAAAAAAAqw/Nfg6Kj58bIU/s320/Fuck_OFF_by_FackFebruary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535686356578477890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Asa de mult imi place cand devin vedeta peste noapte. Sunt incojurata pe zi ce trece de tot mai multi frustrati si nesimtiti care efectiv n-au ce face decat sa comenteze mult si prost la adresa mea. Nu stiti nimic despre mine.. aveti doar senzatia ca stiti dar .. stiti vorba aia "aparentele inseala". Pastrati-va dracu parerile pentru voi ca nu cred ca intereseaza pe toata lumea balivernele voastre.&lt;br /&gt;Bai oamenilor, voi chiar nu va vedeti in oglinda? Chiar va credeti atat de perfecti incat toata lumea trebuie sa va linga in dos? Eh.. va zic eu ca nu sunteti. Nu sunteti nici macar 1% din ce vreti sa pareti .. si ce e mai grav .. aveti impresia ca aveti langa voi oamenii care cica va sunt prieteni. Cred ca nici nu stiti ce inseamna cu adevarat semnificatia acestui cuvant. Nu sunt eu in masura sa va zic asta ca nah.. sunt prea cu nasu pe sus si prea nesimtita. :))&lt;br /&gt;Mult timp am fost luata drept proasta dar a trecut demult perioada aia. Imi pare rau ca nu pot sa fiu nesimtita in adevarul sens al cuvantului asa cum considerati unii din voi dar spre deosebire eu nu mi-am pierdut bunul simt. Ma simt prea bine in pielea mea si nu am de gand sa ma schimb. Sunt buna doar cu cine merita si daca va intereseaza.. am ramas la fel cum eram si acum cativa ani doar ca mi-am schimbat parerea si atitudinea fata de voi ca deh.. de ce mi-as mai bate capu cu voi ? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar cum spuneeeeeaaam sunt vedetaaa .. asa ca vorbiti-ma in continuare ca oricum nu-mi pasa parerea voastra. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Imi pare rau ca am scris asa pe blog dar simteam nevoia si trebuia sa mi-o satisfac. ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-4703579867769769373?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4703579867769769373/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/11/nu-mi-paaasa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4703579867769769373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4703579867769769373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/11/nu-mi-paaasa.html' title='Nu-mi paaasa !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TNK1aXfWJ0I/AAAAAAAAAqw/Nfg6Kj58bIU/s72-c/Fuck_OFF_by_FackFebruary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4004633418954607228</id><published>2010-10-31T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T06:01:15.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Coffe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1g5CKFD1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/98pjuw2tBd0/s1600/simple_coffe__by_lil_brown_suga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1g5CKFD1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/98pjuw2tBd0/s320/simple_coffe__by_lil_brown_suga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534186050056163154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nici o dimineata nu incepe cu o cafeeea aromata si cu mult lapte. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1hLt2v9wI/AAAAAAAAAqA/UOydRwyvy0Q/s1600/Music_Is_Life_by_Ponymadgal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1hLt2v9wI/AAAAAAAAAqA/UOydRwyvy0Q/s200/Music_Is_Life_by_Ponymadgal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534186371023894274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fie ca-mi fac temele, fie ca fac anumite proiecte, fie ca stau pe mess sau fie ca fac curat trebuie sa aud muzica pentru ca altfel nu ma simt bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Prietenii. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1iIyXnVAI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Q1obW_oF2gQ/s1600/friendship__by_mont_martre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1iIyXnVAI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Q1obW_oF2gQ/s320/friendship__by_mont_martre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534187420207502338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cine ar putea trai fara prieteni? Ori de cate ori ai nevoie de o imbratisare sau de o vorba buna stiu ca intotdeauna vor fi langa mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Dragostea&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1iwSS8d8I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/cgk6o1qCUjc/s1600/Love_Is____by_circle__of__fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1iwSS8d8I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/cgk6o1qCUjc/s320/Love_Is____by_circle__of__fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534188098792748994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pentru mine dragostea e ca un .. drog .. un drog al sufletului. Dragostea este cel mai frumos sentiment pe care il poate simti un om vreodata: vezi lumea mai frumoasa, oamenii sunt mai buni, visele parca devin reale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Telefon mobil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1ocioOX6I/AAAAAAAAAqo/wQ5yOSI98uo/s1600/img_2239_sony-ericsson-z610i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1ocioOX6I/AAAAAAAAAqo/wQ5yOSI98uo/s320/img_2239_sony-ericsson-z610i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534194356649353122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Intotdeauna trebuie sa fiu la curent cu toate alea si trebuie sa am mereu telefonul mobil la mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Petrecerile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1mrkkGSSI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Edn9KgveTe8/s1600/Techno_Party_by_janplexy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1mrkkGSSI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Edn9KgveTe8/s320/Techno_Party_by_janplexy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534192415843698978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iuuuuhuu .. sunt ocaziile unde ne adunam cei mai multi si ne distam cum numai noi stiu. :&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Ceasul de la mana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1nUiIjwII/AAAAAAAAAqg/0TVhzJpyMco/s1600/Peace_Clock___Time_For_Change_by_xroxyfoxyx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1nUiIjwII/AAAAAAAAAqg/0TVhzJpyMco/s320/Peace_Clock___Time_For_Change_by_xroxyfoxyx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534193119565955202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A devenit o obsesie.. nu plec din casa fara el .. fie ca ma duc si pana la coltul strazii sa cumpar paine.&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/1990301587425012112-4004633418954607228?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4004633418954607228/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/10/addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4004633418954607228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4004633418954607228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/10/addicted.html' title='Addicted.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TM1g5CKFD1I/AAAAAAAAAp4/98pjuw2tBd0/s72-c/simple_coffe__by_lil_brown_suga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3893550446833080432</id><published>2010-10-16T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T04:36:00.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ea e .. Miiiiisha !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TLmNDP0J5zI/AAAAAAAAApY/Mfw8Hg1MftQ/s1600/DSCN2040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TLmNDP0J5zI/AAAAAAAAApY/Mfw8Hg1MftQ/s400/DSCN2040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528605104498403122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mi-am dorit atat de mult o pisica incat acum o am !! :X Am primit-o cadou in septembrie de la iubii si are doar 3 luni. O cheama Misha si e tare, tare jucausa.. uneori mai are nitel si-mi darama casa. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TLmN7TrXEjI/AAAAAAAAApg/v5vRlDFmAQE/s1600/DSCN2030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TLmN7TrXEjI/AAAAAAAAApg/v5vRlDFmAQE/s400/DSCN2030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528606067607933490" 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/1990301587425012112-3893550446833080432?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3893550446833080432/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/10/ea-e-miiiiisha.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3893550446833080432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3893550446833080432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/10/ea-e-miiiiisha.html' title='Ea e .. Miiiiisha !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TLmNDP0J5zI/AAAAAAAAApY/Mfw8Hg1MftQ/s72-c/DSCN2040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-2734860038149513523</id><published>2010-10-13T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:35:11.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Tocmai mi-am adus aminte ca mai am si un blog pe care n-am mai scris de secole. Chiar zilele trecute un prieten imi spunea ca n-am mai scris din vara dar deh .. n-am avut nici chef, nici timp si ce-i drept.. nici inspiratie. Dar noah.. de maine ma apuc din nou de scris. Si de data asta incerc sa ma tin de cuvant. Momentan ma duc sa-mi termin un proiect.. ca deh.. clasa a12a imi mananca aproape tot timpul. :(( V-am pupat, copilasi !! :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-2734860038149513523?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/2734860038149513523/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/10/d.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2734860038149513523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2734860038149513523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/10/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6011287278163660415</id><published>2010-07-27T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T03:24:52.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:x</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZYP9hWSZ6q8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZYP9hWSZ6q8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" 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;Michael Bolton :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I touch you there.. can I touch you…there? \:d/ :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-6011287278163660415?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6011287278163660415/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/07/x.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6011287278163660415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6011287278163660415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/07/x.html' title=':x'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-984331745108260062</id><published>2010-07-24T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T15:00:05.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vreau .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TEtezBYk75I/AAAAAAAAApI/UC-Ey6njK-Y/s1600/embrace__by_MariaThulin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TEtezBYk75I/AAAAAAAAApI/UC-Ey6njK-Y/s400/embrace__by_MariaThulin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497592000773681042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vreau sa-ti spun ceva . Ceva ce poate ai mai auzit si acum cateva seri. Ceva ce poate par doar simple vorbe dar pentru mine inseamna enorm . Acel "ceva" e de fapt un sincer "multumesc" pentru simplul fapt ca existi in viata mea, pentru ca ai avut mereu grija de mine si pentru ca ai fost si esti in continuare omul pe care ma pot baza mereu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vreau sa-ti spun ca miile de amintiri care le am cu tine sunt pastrate adanc in sufletul meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vreau sa stiu ca ai sa fi mereu langa si ai sa ma ajuti sa trec mereu peste orice obstacol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vreau sa-ti spun ca insemni totul pentru mine .. si mai vreau sa-ti spun ca ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; te iubesc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-984331745108260062?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/984331745108260062/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/07/vreau.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/984331745108260062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/984331745108260062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/07/vreau.html' title='Vreau .'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TEtezBYk75I/AAAAAAAAApI/UC-Ey6njK-Y/s72-c/embrace__by_MariaThulin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8940863282011854232</id><published>2010-07-21T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T13:37:28.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e dor de ..</title><content type='html'>copilarie.&lt;br /&gt;muzica care mi-a marcat anii copilariei.&lt;br /&gt;desenele animate de altadata.&lt;br /&gt;toti sacii mei de jucarii.&lt;br /&gt;prietenii din copilarie.&lt;br /&gt;jocurile alea vechi care le jucam pe jaful de computer de acum 10. :))&lt;br /&gt;zilele in care nu stiam ce inseamna sa ai griji.&lt;br /&gt;zilele in care strangeam banii la pusculita.&lt;br /&gt;ziua in care m-am inscris pe forumul "Garsoniera lui Maruta"&lt;br /&gt;zilele in care mergeam cu Andreea la Mc si jumuleam servetele.&lt;br /&gt;zilele insorite de vara.&lt;br /&gt;zilele in care stateam de dimineata pana seara afara si jucam tot felul de jocuri.&lt;br /&gt;caietele mele pline cu poze taiate din tot felul de reviste.&lt;br /&gt;zilele in care faceam rochite pentru papusile mele.&lt;br /&gt;masina de gunoi [Lori stie] .&lt;br /&gt;primul concert.&lt;br /&gt;prima zi de nastere sarbatorita.&lt;br /&gt;prima zi de liceu.&lt;br /&gt;ziua cand mi-am cunoscut forumistii.&lt;br /&gt;prima indragosteala [eram la gradinita si il chema Dragos :)) ] .&lt;br /&gt;conferintele de pe messenger ce tineau pana la 4 dimineata.&lt;br /&gt;tabara de la Neptun [2009].&lt;br /&gt;mare.&lt;br /&gt;Brasov [de aici reiese ca mi-e dor si de Ana :)) ]&lt;br /&gt;proful meu de mate din generala.&lt;br /&gt;cativa dintre colegii mei din generala.&lt;br /&gt;clasa a8a.&lt;br /&gt;mi-e dor de  .. mine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam atat imi vine in minte acum .. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa de la &lt;a href="http://nevinovat.wordpress.com/"&gt;Gabi&lt;/a&gt; . Mai departe cine vrea. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8940863282011854232?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8940863282011854232/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/07/mi-e-dor-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8940863282011854232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8940863282011854232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/07/mi-e-dor-de.html' title='Mi-e dor de ..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8103038422896005969</id><published>2010-06-10T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T04:13:32.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aproape vacanta.</title><content type='html'>"Aproape vacanta" pentru ca mai am 2 saptamani de practica dar oficial .. a trecut si clasa a11a. Anul asta a trecut mai repede decat oricare altul si nu sunt singura care crede asta. A fost anul in care am intrat intr-un colectiv din care nu cunoasteam decat 9 persoane si poate la inceput a fost putin mai dificil sa ma adaptez dar am trecut si peste etapa asta. Am avut cativa profi noi si o noua diriginta [cea mai tare de pana acum :D] . Partea cea mai nasoala ca la anul o sa ni se schimbe iar dirigintele ceea ce ma enerveaza cel mai tare. A fost ciudata si noul aspect al clasei si felul in care bancile erau asezate dar am trecut repede si peste asta avandu-l in stanga mea pe Ionut. M-am inteles ok cu noii colegi si ma bucur ca n-am avut niciun conflict cu vreunul din ei. :)) Desi clasa se afla langa cancelarie, niciodata nu ne-am simtit sa facem liniste doar suntem cotati cea mai galagioasa clasa din scoala si nu poate sa ne ia nimeni titlul asta. :))&lt;br /&gt;A fost poate cel mai bun an al meu pe plan profesional din toti anii de liceu de pana acum.  Am participat la targuri cu FE, am participat la concursuri si bineinteles ca am scapat de odioasa practica la Kaufland pentru ca am fost selectata pentru practica la Raiffeisen Bank.&lt;br /&gt;In final, ce sa zic .. o sa ne vedem la anul .. din nou .. in aceasi formula dar de data asta mai linistiti, cu capul mai pe umeri pentru ca ne asteapta un an pliiiiiiiin datorita "minunatului" bac.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8103038422896005969?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8103038422896005969/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/06/aproape-vacanta.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8103038422896005969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8103038422896005969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/06/aproape-vacanta.html' title='Aproape vacanta.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-1846844541750330019</id><published>2010-06-08T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T11:25:12.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fame Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TA6BQtLYJeI/AAAAAAAAAog/NLy3P_rLr78/s1600/ladygaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TA6BQtLYJeI/AAAAAAAAAog/NLy3P_rLr78/s400/ladygaga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480459920561677794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pe mine fiinta asta inca continua sa ma uimeasca. Tocmai ma uitam la noul videoclip "Alejandro - Lady Gaga" si ma intreb oare cat o sa mai socheze lumea cu extravaganta ei. Videoclipul are un stil asa .. artisitc.. cu toate ca totusi e cam lung si deja chestia asta a inceput sa devina o obsesie. Eu pe fatuca asta nu o sufeream la inceput. Cand a lansat "Just dance" o auzeam in continuu .. la radio, terase, restaurante, magazine si ajunsesem sa urasc si melodia si pe ea. :))  Apoi a aparut "Poker face" care pur si simplu m-a obsedat si imi place si acum ca sa nu mai vorbim de "Bad Romance" si toate celelalte melodii ale ei. Desi s-au speculat multe chestii despre ea prin presa pentru mine ramane o diva prin simplul fapt ca a stiut sa se faca remarcata. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai jos videoclipul .. iar melodia .. pur si simplu o ador. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monden.info/muzica/albume/coperta-album-lady-gaga-the-fame-monster/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/niqrrmev4mA&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/niqrrmev4mA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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/1990301587425012112-1846844541750330019?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/1846844541750330019/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/06/fame-monster.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1846844541750330019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1846844541750330019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/06/fame-monster.html' title='The Fame Monster'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/TA6BQtLYJeI/AAAAAAAAAog/NLy3P_rLr78/s72-c/ladygaga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-771389076064402044</id><published>2010-06-03T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:48:11.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daca eram ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daca eram un anotimp, as fi fost vara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o luna,  eram iulie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o zi a saptamanii, duminica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o parte a  zilei, as fi fost seara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un animal marin, as fi fost un delfin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un animal de uscat, as fi fost o pisica .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca  eram o virtute, as fi fost dragostea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o planeta, as fi  fost Venus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un lichid, as fi fost .. marea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o  piatra, as fi fost safir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un metal, as fi fost argintul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram  o pasare, as fi fost pescarus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o planta, as fi fost  trandafir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o stare a vremii, as fi fost  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca  eram un instrument, as fi fost pian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un sentiment, as fi  fost iubire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un sunet, as fi fost Mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un  cantec, as fi fost "When you tell that you love me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un film, as fi  fost “The notebook”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un serial, as fi fost “Gossip Girl”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un oras, as fi fosr Brasovul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un gust,  as fi fost dulce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o aroma, as fi fost ciocolata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o  culoare, as fi fost albastru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un material, as fi fost matase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o parte a corpului, as fi fost inima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram  un drog, as fi fost Extasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un accesoriu, as fi fost cercei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o expresie a fetei, as fi fost zambet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un personaj de desene  animate, as fi fost Daphne .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o  forma, as fi fost rotunda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram un numar, as fi fost 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o masina, as fi fost Ford Fusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca eram o haina,  as fi fost rochie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-771389076064402044?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/771389076064402044/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/06/daca-eram.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/771389076064402044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/771389076064402044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/06/daca-eram.html' title='Daca eram ..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-431938373488261532</id><published>2010-05-20T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T08:04:27.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melodia zilei.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dj Project - Regrete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OjOUXalccvs&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/OjOUXalccvs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-431938373488261532?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/431938373488261532/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/05/melodia-zilei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/431938373488261532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/431938373488261532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/05/melodia-zilei.html' title='Melodia zilei.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8066197384087186268</id><published>2010-05-15T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:56:18.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 lucruri care ma fac fericita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-7ClcMqgqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/4CfpWRkDuWE/s1600/Happiness_is____by_ghettojack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-7ClcMqgqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/4CfpWRkDuWE/s400/Happiness_is____by_ghettojack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471524545781990050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leapsa primita de la &lt;a href="http://nevinovat.wordpress.com/"&gt;Gabi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Familia, my boyfriend, prietenii mei. Ei ma fac sa realizez ca viata e frumoasa si merita traita.&lt;br /&gt;2. Realizarile mele. Hm.. aici e mult de vorbit dar stiti voi: notele bune de la scoala, competiile castigate, progresele mele cand imi propun sa invat ceva si chiar reusesc. [Sper sa reusesc si cu scoala de soferi :))]&lt;br /&gt;3. Imbratisarile. Imi place la nebunie sa fiu luata in brate. [Bine.. nu te toate persoanele dar reiese de la punctul 1 de cine. :))]&lt;br /&gt;4. Muzica. Indiferent de toane trebuie sa aud muzica pentru ca altfel  innebunesc.&lt;br /&gt;5. Marea. Pur si simplu, ma linisteste .. mai ales seara cand ma plimb pe malul marii si aud valurile spargandu-se.&lt;br /&gt;6. Florile. Atunci cand primesc o floare e imposibil sa nu zambesc.&lt;br /&gt;7. Mersul la cumparaturi. Pfoai .. cand sunt in bani ma duc si ii sparg pe haine, cosmetice, bijuterii.&lt;br /&gt;8. Cafeaua. Fara ea sunt ca si moarta mai ales in timpul scolii. [Parca am mai spus asta.:-?]&lt;br /&gt;9. Vara. E partea mea preferata din an .. asta pentru ca e vacanta si pot  sa fac mai multe chestii care nu le puteam face din cauza scolii.&lt;br /&gt;10. Ciocolata. O bucatia de ciocolata imi face ziua mai frumoasa. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa merge mai departe la &lt;a href="http://lungimedeunda.wordpress.com/"&gt;Ioana&lt;/a&gt;. :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8066197384087186268?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8066197384087186268/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-lucruri-care-ma-fac-fericita.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8066197384087186268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8066197384087186268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-lucruri-care-ma-fac-fericita.html' title='10 lucruri care ma fac fericita'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-7ClcMqgqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/4CfpWRkDuWE/s72-c/Happiness_is____by_ghettojack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6957014386045340293</id><published>2010-05-10T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:27:21.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am doar optispeee aniii . [2]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-67-nzZ_oI/AAAAAAAAAoI/C1dHRBoV91Y/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-67-nzZ_oI/AAAAAAAAAoI/C1dHRBoV91Y/s400/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471517281812610690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-659OPVynI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Qg_44PVI7yY/s1600/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-659OPVynI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Qg_44PVI7yY/s400/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471515058747329138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A trecut si ziua pe care o asteptam cu atata suflet : petrecerea de majorat. Prea multe nu sunt de zis .. dar pot sa spun ca a fost una dintre cele mai fericite zi din viata mea .. asta pentru ca am fost inconjurata de persoanele care imi sunt cele mai dragi[au lipsit 3 persoane :(], am dansat, am ras si am uitat pentru o seara de toate tampeniile care mi s-au intamplat in saptamana aceea.&lt;br /&gt;Petrecerea a avut loc la Restaurantul Cetate de la Nord unde personalul a fost de nota 10, mancarea la fel iar de muzica s-au ocupat Axel si Deejay Alex. Nush ce ma faceam daca nu erau ei .. saru`mana mult. :*&lt;br /&gt;Eu una m-am simtit cel mai bine [era si logic doar eram sarbatoria:&gt;:))] cu toate ca au fost anumite faze care m-au nemultumit dar am trecut peste asta.&lt;br /&gt;Pot sa zic ca varsta asta e cea mai misto.. si mi-as dori sa fac 18 ani inca de 10 ori de acum incolo. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreeeau sa va multumesc la toti pentru ca mi-ati acceptat invitatia si sper ca v-ati simtit cu totii bine.&lt;br /&gt;A, si nu in ultimul rand le multumesc parintilor mei pentru ca lor le datorez tot !! :*:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-69J_aW4sI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/LtXJodw1dyw/s1600/picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-69J_aW4sI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/LtXJodw1dyw/s400/picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471518576640189122" 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/1990301587425012112-6957014386045340293?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6957014386045340293/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-doar-optispeee-aniii-2.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6957014386045340293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6957014386045340293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-doar-optispeee-aniii-2.html' title='Am doar optispeee aniii . [2]'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-67-nzZ_oI/AAAAAAAAAoI/C1dHRBoV91Y/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3147222845721037893</id><published>2010-05-04T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T11:50:55.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am doar optispeee aniii . [1]</title><content type='html'>Dupa cum spune si titlul.. sunt majora .. ce spaca mea. :)) Dar de fapt nu-i mare diferenta.. tot ca la 17 ani ma simt doar ca acum am drept de semnatura, pot sa corup minori, sa fac sex legal si alte chestii din astea. :)) [Nu ma bagati in seama.. nu prea gandesc la ora asta. :-s]&lt;br /&gt;In legatura cu ziua de azi .. a fost .. hmh.. o zi plinaaaa. Am avut si stari de bucurie, si de tristete, si de dezamagire si apoi iar de fericire si tot asa. M-am bucurat mult sa vad ca prietenii nu m-au uitat si va multumeeesc la toti pe aceasta cale daca cumva am uitat la vreunul din voi sa va multumesc. Acum daca ma apuc sa va insir sigur o sa omit pe cineva si chiar nu vreau asta. Oricum ce-mi doriti voi mie .. asta va doresc si eu voua. :*:*:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. La Multi Ani, Skipyyyyyy !! Sa fii fericit, sanatos si sa ai parte de multa multa multa iubire. :&gt; &gt;:D&lt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-BrxDPtXAI/AAAAAAAAAng/15_lsVUORnM/s1600/The_birthday_cupcake_by_instantvoodo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-BrxDPtXAI/AAAAAAAAAng/15_lsVUORnM/s400/The_birthday_cupcake_by_instantvoodo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467488438056737794" 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/1990301587425012112-3147222845721037893?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3147222845721037893/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-doar-optispeee-aniii-1.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3147222845721037893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3147222845721037893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-doar-optispeee-aniii-1.html' title='Am doar optispeee aniii . [1]'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S-BrxDPtXAI/AAAAAAAAAng/15_lsVUORnM/s72-c/The_birthday_cupcake_by_instantvoodo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4226290030818042968</id><published>2010-04-15T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T09:19:05.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chestii de moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S8c6wGH0CpI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/VVf8SpVxjdc/s1600/TIME_by_fikiade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S8c6wGH0CpI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/VVf8SpVxjdc/s320/TIME_by_fikiade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460397671161531026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. In sfarsit m-am hotarat in privinta temei pentru blog. Sper sa n-o mai schimb cum am facut in ultimele zile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ascult intr-una &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3PdEsMNaB7Q"&gt;asta&lt;/a&gt; .. nu stiu de ce dar mi se pare amuzanta melodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Am pofta de o cafea cu frisca. =p~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. V-am zis ca urasc limba romana? Pfff.. mi-e lene sa ma asez la birou si sa stau sa scriu pagini intregi despre "Noapte de decemvrie" . Urata poezie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Telefonul imi urla de zor sa-l pun la incarcat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Ma enerveaza ploaia si frigul de afara. Asta nu e primavara !! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Pfoai.. patul a ramas nefacut de azi de dimineatza de la 6 dar nici nu ma obosesc sa-l fac [si-asa peste 4 ore ma duc la somm] .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cred ca las totul balta si ma asez comod la un film. :-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Stau si ma intreb de ce pana mea m-am apucat sa scriu porcaria asta de post. :-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. V-am pupat !! Pana data viitoare. :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-4226290030818042968?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4226290030818042968/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/04/chestii-de-moment.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4226290030818042968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4226290030818042968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/04/chestii-de-moment.html' title='Chestii de moment.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S8c6wGH0CpI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/VVf8SpVxjdc/s72-c/TIME_by_fikiade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-459132749813035153</id><published>2010-04-15T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:51:32.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa - about make-up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S8cz6SrN7dI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ameCnVmqKrw/s1600/Make_up_by_kursad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S8cz6SrN7dI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ameCnVmqKrw/s400/Make_up_by_kursad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460390149748551122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. De cate ori iti speli fata pe zi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De 3 ori pe zi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Ce fel de ten ai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gras .. si ma enerveaza ca e foarte sensibil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Cu ce iti cureti fata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmh.. momentan cu o crema de Avene - Clean Ac [face miracole pentru mine ^:)^ ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.Ti-l exfoliezi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Ce brand obisnuiesti sa folosesti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garnier ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Ce crema folosesti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De corp, de maini si de fata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Ai pistrui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu .. astia imi mai lipseau. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Folosesti crema pentru ochi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Ai fost sau esti predispusa la acnee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da, din nefericire. Numai eu stiu cat am suferit si sufar in continuare. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Ai avut nevoie vreodata sa folosesti Pro-Active?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Ce fond de ten folosesti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu folosesc fond de ten decat la ocazii speciale daca e ceva dubios cu fatza mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Dar anticearcan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Ce nuanta a pielii ai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am tenul deschis din moment ce sunt satena la par.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Ce crezi despre genele false?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt false .. si pentru mine sunt inutile. Dar oricum genele false se folosesc la ocazii speciale si ar trebui aplicate de un profesionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Stii ca trebuie sa-ti schimbi mascara o data la 3 luni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da stiu.. dar nu stiu daca e cineva care aplica regula asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Ce brand de mascara folosesti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volum' Express Turbo Boost - Maybelline NY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Sephora sau Mac?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Ai un card Mac Pro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Ce instrumente pentru machiaj folosesti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumente? Mana .. si ce mai folosesc e instrumentul acela de iti face genele mai lungi si pensule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Folosesti baza de machiaj sau primer pentru ochi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Dar pentru fata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cateodata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Care este culoarea de fard preferata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albastru, verde ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Folosesti creion sau tus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambele.. depinde care imi e mai la indemana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. Cat de des iti bagi creionul in ochi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. Ce crezi despre pigmenti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-am idee ce sa zic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. Folosesti machiaj mineral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu.. nu stiu mai nimic despre produsele cosmetice cu minerale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S8czmmLjRJI/AAAAAAAAAmw/jBsHZi5mgN0/s1600/Make_up_I_by_Wytske.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S8czmmLjRJI/AAAAAAAAAmw/jBsHZi5mgN0/s400/Make_up_I_by_Wytske.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460389811387057298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Care e rujul tau preferat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.kudika.ro/images/article_pictures/slideshows/4288_2_1234885630.jpg"&gt;Asta&lt;/a&gt; dar nu mai am. Tre sa-mi cumpar. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. Dar lipgloss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folosesc in general de la Avon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. Care e blush-ul tau preferat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu m-am dat niciodata cu blush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. Iti cumperi produse de machiaj de pe Ebay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. Iti plac magazinele cu produse cosmetice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal.. cui nu-i plac? Dar am pretentia ca aceste magazine sa aiba produse cosmetice bune si de calitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. Mergi la Cosmetic Company Outlet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-am avut ocazia pana acum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. Ai luat vreodata in considerare sa faci cursuri de machiaj?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu, dar n-ar fi o idee rea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. Uneori esti stangace cand te machiezi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da.. toate suntem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. Numeste o “crima” in ceea ce priveste machiajul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machiaj foarte foarte strident in plina zi. Adica ma refer la machiajul de seara [ocazie speciala].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. Iti plac culorile aprinse sau cele neutre in ceea ce priveste machiajul ochilor cat si buzelor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depinde foarte mult si de personalitatea unei femei. Imi plac culorile aprinse, dar nu m-as vedea sa ma machez asa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. Care celebritate are intotdeauna un machiaj impecabil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmh.. toate au. Dar nah.. acum depinde. Ca sa apara pe sticla make-up artistii au mult de lucru. In schimb la pozele din revista am dubii.. mai exista si photoshop. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38. Daca ar trebui sa iesi din casa folosind un singur produs de machiaj care ar fi acela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmh .. tre sa ma decid intre rimel sau ruj. Cred ca rimel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39. Iesi din casa fara sa te machiezi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uneori..cand ma grabesc sau n-am chef de machiaj,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40. Crezi ca arati bine si nemachiata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arat bine si fara machiaj dar depinde si de starea de spirit. Daca sunt obosita, evident am cearcane si nu arat prea frumos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41. Din punctul tau de vedere, care e cel mai bun brand in materie de cosmetice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmh.. sunt multe: Maybelline NY, Vichy, L’oreal, Max Factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42. Ce crezi despre makeup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makeup-ul face minuni. Poate sa schimbe o persoana foarte mult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S8c0qOLG8BI/AAAAAAAAAnA/PgypO1jBajs/s1600/make_up_by_igy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S8c0qOLG8BI/AAAAAAAAAnA/PgypO1jBajs/s400/make_up_by_igy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460390973173854226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lepasa primita de la &lt;a href="http://lungimedeunda.wordpress.com/"&gt;Ioana&lt;/a&gt; si merge mai departe la orice fata ce citeste asta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-459132749813035153?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/459132749813035153/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/04/leapsa-about-make-up.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/459132749813035153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/459132749813035153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/04/leapsa-about-make-up.html' title='Leapsa - about make-up.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S8cz6SrN7dI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ameCnVmqKrw/s72-c/Make_up_by_kursad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6695872329110864525</id><published>2010-04-05T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T10:00:18.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S7tftPdgIJI/AAAAAAAAAmo/88edcdJyEXU/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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S7tftPdgIJI/AAAAAAAAAmo/88edcdJyEXU/s400/sunshine-award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457060604338512018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pana acum n-am mai intalnit genul asta de posturi dar am primit si eu un mic premiiiiu de la .. de la .. &lt;a href="http://hogea-adelin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adelin&lt;/a&gt;. Saru`mana. :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sa postezi premiul.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gataaaa !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Sa spui din partea cui este oferit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cum spuneam mai sus .. pup, Adelin !! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Sa oferi premiul altor 12 prieteni.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Noah.. sa ma gandesc :-? . &lt;a href="http://ultima-clipa-de-fericire.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lori&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://alexhapiev.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://adiciurea.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katutza&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://nevinovat.wordpress.com/"&gt;Gabi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://hordy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hordy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sufletpeblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mariusz5692.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marius&lt;/a&gt;,   &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://smile-because-i-love-u.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lungimedeunda.wordpress.com/"&gt;Ioana&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ana-avatar2010.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Sa afisezi link-ul lor. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pff.. mi-e cam lene dar fie. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Sa le dai de stire intr-un comentariu pe al lor blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O sa fac si asta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Sa faci o lista cu 10 lucruri care-ti plac&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- vara&lt;br /&gt;- ciocolata&lt;br /&gt;- muzica&lt;br /&gt;- petrecerile&lt;br /&gt;- marea&lt;br /&gt;- bijuteriile&lt;br /&gt;- cafeaua&lt;br /&gt;- somnul&lt;br /&gt;- jucariile de plus&lt;br /&gt;- cartile de dragoste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-6695872329110864525?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6695872329110864525/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunshine-award.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6695872329110864525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6695872329110864525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunshine-award.html' title='Sunshine award'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S7tftPdgIJI/AAAAAAAAAmo/88edcdJyEXU/s72-c/sunshine-award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3510859714829019762</id><published>2010-04-04T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:06:00.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paste Fericit !!</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/_vLtAV8J61wY/S7bz3agisWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/e6RUw64nalY/s1600/Iepuras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S7bz3agisWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/e6RUw64nalY/s400/Iepuras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455816131940102498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Va doresc tuturor un "Paste Fericit!" alaturi de cei dragi si de familie si sa va bucurati impreuna de aceasta sarbatoare sfanta !! Hristos a Inviat !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-3510859714829019762?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3510859714829019762/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/04/paste-fericit.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3510859714829019762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3510859714829019762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/04/paste-fericit.html' title='Paste Fericit !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S7bz3agisWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/e6RUw64nalY/s72-c/Iepuras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-39820614109111103</id><published>2010-03-25T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T14:17:04.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melodia zilei.</title><content type='html'>Mai bine zis "melodia serii". Cum am avut o zi plina si plina de surprize neasteptate, aveam o stare foarte nasoala si stateam si butonam in lene la pc si ca sa mai alin plictiseala am intrat pe nush ce site-uri care aveau tema "dragostea". Acolo am gasit o melodie care pur si simplu ma unge pe suflet, care ma face sa zambesc dar totodata ma baga si intr-o stare mai naspa decat eram inainte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="55"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/oceanflower1/b266a7f8938031.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="durataAudio=223&amp;amp;titluEmbed=Jim%20Brickman%20and%20Michelle%20Wright%20-Your%20Love"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/oceanflower1/b266a7f8938031.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="durataAudio=223&amp;amp;titluEmbed=Jim%20Brickman%20and%20Michelle%20Wright%20-Your%20Love" width="448" height="55"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Your love is the  greatest gift of all..."&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/1990301587425012112-39820614109111103?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/39820614109111103/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/03/melodia-zilei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/39820614109111103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/39820614109111103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/03/melodia-zilei.html' title='Melodia zilei.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-1229667551360052450</id><published>2010-03-07T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:57:02.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>99 lucruri despre mine..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Tinanana.. mai am nitel si devin majora.. dar inca am minte de copil de 10 ani. :))&lt;br /&gt;2. Imi place sa fiu mereu inconjurata de prieteni.&lt;br /&gt;3. Uneori ma consider foarte norocoasa, dar am anumite momente cand simt ca norocul nu-i de partea mea.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sunt in zodia Taur si cred ca toate caracteristicile acestei zodii mi se potrivesc de minune.. si sunt mandra de asta.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sunt geloasa .. chiar foarte.&lt;br /&gt;6. Imi place sa rad.&lt;br /&gt;7. Ma enervez foarte repede din orice prostie.&lt;br /&gt;8. Nu-mi plac oamenii care nu stiu ce vor de la viata.&lt;br /&gt;9. Urasc manelele.&lt;br /&gt;10. Nu-mi place sa fiu trezita brusc din somn .. mai ales cand suna telefonul.&lt;br /&gt;11. Anotimpul meu preferat e vara. O vara intreaga mi-as petrece-o cand la mare, cand la munte.&lt;br /&gt;12. Sunt obsedata de moda. In fiecare zi trebuie sa ma uit macar 15 minute pe FashionTV sau pe site-uri de moda.&lt;br /&gt;13. Daca as avea bani mereu, mi-as cumpara haine si bijuterii in fiecare zi.&lt;br /&gt;14. Daca nu beau cafea dimineata, sunt obosita si nervoasa toata ziua .. mai ales cand sunt la scoala.&lt;br /&gt;15. Nu-mi place cand cineva zice de mine ca seman cu o alta persoana. Sunt unica. Nimeni nu mai e ca mine.&lt;br /&gt;16. Nu-mi place sa fac de mancare dar in schimb imi place sa fac tort de ciocolata si salate.&lt;br /&gt;17. Intotdeauna trantesc usile prin casa.&lt;br /&gt;18. Nu o sa fumez niciodata. Mi se pare o mare tampenie.. si in plus.. nu sufar fumul de tigara.&lt;br /&gt;19. Mereu cand sunt acasa trebuie sa ascult muzica pentru ca altfel nu ma simt bine.&lt;br /&gt;20. Culorile mele preferate: albastru, verde si rosu.&lt;br /&gt;21. Urasc tzaranii, prostii si idiotii&lt;br /&gt;22. Imi place sa blochez liftul.&lt;br /&gt;23. Vreau sa vizitez: Grecia, Franta, Austia, Italia si Spania.&lt;br /&gt;24. Nu-mi place sa merg cu autobuzul. Prea multa inghesuiala, oameni nespalati si multe babe.&lt;br /&gt;25. Imi place sa fac poze. Pe unde ma duc tre sa fac macar o poza.&lt;br /&gt;26. Intotdeauna cand deschid calculatorul, verific mail-ul si mesajele offline de pe mess.&lt;br /&gt;27. Primul meu salariu, o sa-l sparg pe lenjerii intime. E o chestie de-a mea mai veche si nu o sa renunt la ea. :x&lt;br /&gt;28. Vreau sa iau permisul din prima si sa devin o adevarata soferita.&lt;br /&gt;29. Niciodata n-am stiut sa cumpar cadouri baietilor. Mereu e o adevarata provocare pentru mine cand merg la aniversarea unui baiat.&lt;br /&gt;30. O sa urasc tziganii .. pana cand am sa mor. Mereu cand ii vad pe strada ii ocolesc asta si pentru ca multi tzigani s-au luat de mine si mi-au furat si telefonul.&lt;br /&gt;31. Niciodata n-am suportat orele de sport de la scoala. Trebuie sa te cari cu echipamentul dupa tine iar sala de sport.. jalnica. Iarna, frig iar vara, foarte mult praf.&lt;br /&gt;32. Timp de 4 ani am avut parul foarte lung. Acum nu-l mai supar .. in fiecare luna as taia din el.&lt;br /&gt;33. Niciodata nu mi-a facut placere sa merg la tara. Acolo ma simt uitata de lume.&lt;br /&gt;34. N-am mai mancat la McDonald`s de aproape 6 luni si jumatate si .. wow .. nici mie nu-mi vine sa cred.&lt;br /&gt;35. Cand e schimbare bursca de temperatura [gen cand trecem de la iarna la primavara] intotdeauna racesc foarte rau.&lt;br /&gt;36. N-am inteles niciodata fizica si chimia si nici o sa le inteleg niciodata. Bine ca am scapat de aceste 2 materii care mi-au marcat viata.&lt;br /&gt;37. Citesc presa aproape zilnic si uneri ma intreb cat de jos mai poate sa ajunga tara asta.&lt;br /&gt;38. Imi plac filmele de dragoste [ex. If Only, The Notebook, The Ghost, etc etc..] si comediile [ex. Sex Drive, American Pie, American Virgin, etc.. ] .&lt;br /&gt;39. Iubesc florile. Fie ca e o ocazie speciala sau nu, intotdeauna ma bucur cand primesc flori.&lt;br /&gt;40. Nu sufar sa mi se dea ordine sau sa mi se spuna ce sa fac. Si daca mi se spune ceva.. nu ma supun.&lt;br /&gt;41. Am obiceiul sa iert repede.. mai ales persoanele la care tin foarte mult. Dar totul are o limita.&lt;br /&gt;42. Sunt o persoana pasnica de felul meu. Niciodata n-am suportat violenta.&lt;br /&gt;43. Imi place sa cred ca voi ajunge ceea ce vreau in viata.&lt;br /&gt;44. Nu regret nimic din trecut. Consider ca din orice etapa a vietii prin care treci ai de invatat ceva.&lt;br /&gt;45. Sunt o persoana foarte prietenoasa si deschisa si imi pare bine cand cineva imi spune ca are incredere in mine.&lt;br /&gt;46. Desi nu prea sunt incantata de numele meu, imi place ca nu e un nume comun. :x Ah.. si imi place la nebune sa mi se spuna "Paulici".&lt;br /&gt;47. Sunt o fire lipicioasa si ma atasez repede de oameni.&lt;br /&gt;48. Ador romantismul. Sunt o fire foarte romantica si-mi place mereu sa fac ceva special pentru persoana iubita.&lt;br /&gt;49. Imi place noaptea mai mult ca ziua. Noaptea ma linisteste si numai atunci pot sa-mi limpezesc mintea si sa-mi pun in orinde gandurile.&lt;br /&gt;50. Mi-ar placea ca intr-o zi sa ma urc intr-un tren si sa merg km intregi fara sa stiu destinatia.&lt;br /&gt;51. Cand sunt nervoasa, am senzatia ca stresez pe toata lumea si gasesc din orice chestie motiv de cearta.&lt;br /&gt;52. Cand stau acasa, mereu trebuie sa se auda muzica: fie de la tv, fie de la calc. Bineinteles, temele tot pe note muzicale mi le fac.&lt;br /&gt;53. Cand ma uit la tv intotdeauna iau canalele de muzica la mana : MTV, UTV, KissTV, MTV2, Party Tv, Music Channel. Mereu in aceasta ordine.&lt;br /&gt;54. Adooooooor ciocolata.&lt;br /&gt;55. Nu suport iarna - frigul, haine multe pe mine.&lt;br /&gt;56. Nu stiu sa folosesc photoshopul. M-am chinuit dar nu mi-a iesit nimic si m-am lasat de meserie.&lt;br /&gt;57. Consider ca partile atragatoare ale corpului meu sunt ochii [albastri xD] si buzele.&lt;br /&gt;58. Sunt o fire foarte misterioasa. Am multe secrete si niciodata nu stii la ce sa te astepti de la mine.&lt;br /&gt;59. Am cunoscut o groaza de lume prin intermediul forumurilor. Acum 4 ani, m-am inscris prima oara pe un forum - Forumul lui Maruta. Acolo am cunoscut oameni minunati cu care mai pastrez si astazi legatura.&lt;br /&gt;60. Cand eram in clasele primare, am fost fana 3SE. Mergeam la toate concertele lor, aveam toate albumele lor, postere, poze si alte chestii de genu.&lt;br /&gt;61. Imi iubesc blogul .. chiar daca nu mai scriu atat de des in el.&lt;br /&gt;62. In copilarie, visam sa devin medic pediatru. Aveam si jucarele [stetoscop, seringi, cutii de medicamente]. Acum nu mai am nicio tangenta cu aceasta meserie.&lt;br /&gt;63. Vreau sa am doi copii [gemeni daca nu cer prea mult xD ] - fata si baiat - si un sot care ma iubeasca mereu.&lt;br /&gt;64. Cand eram mica, am facut 3 ani de dansuri moderne si 1 an de teatru.&lt;br /&gt;65. M-am apucat de invatat un nou stil de dans : Jumpstyle. :))&lt;br /&gt;66. Tinuta business ma face sa par mai slaba.&lt;br /&gt;67. Nu-mi place cand ajut pe cineva si acea persoana nu stie sa multumeasca.&lt;br /&gt;68. N-am fost mancat niciodata de la KFS si nici nu o sa mananc vreodata.&lt;br /&gt;69. Imi place sa merg pe bicicleta. [Pacat ca n-am.]&lt;br /&gt;70. Uneori sunt lenesa rau. Atat de lene incat nici sa respir n-am chef.&lt;br /&gt;71. O singura data in viata m-am imbatat. Acum 2 ani pe 1 Decembrie.&lt;br /&gt;72. Niciodata nu ma uit la filme de groaza singura. Visez urat toata noaptea apoi.&lt;br /&gt;73. Iubesc muzica anilor '80 si '90.&lt;br /&gt;74. Mi-e dor de motanul meu care l-am avut timp de 8 ani. In primavara asta se implineste 1 an de cand nu-l mai am.&lt;br /&gt;75. La orice lucrare, trebuie sa copiez chiar daca am invatat.&lt;br /&gt;76. Am inceput sa cunosc controlorii de pe RATP. Amenda de 125 RON m-a ars rau la buzunar.&lt;br /&gt;77. Nu suport piercingurile pe fatza. Niciodata nu mi-as face piercing. Mi se pare o aiureala. In schimb, tatuaj da. xD&lt;br /&gt;78. N-am iesit niciodata din Romania.. dar o sa am toata viata la dispozitie sa ma plimb.&lt;br /&gt;79. Locurile unde imi limpezesc ganduile sunt : baia, parcurile si camera mea.&lt;br /&gt;80. Visul meu era sa cant la vioara sau pian. Din pacate, acest vis nu l-am dus la realizare niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;81. Sunt innebunita dupa accesoriile vestimentare si dupa bijuterii. Cred ca am o colectie de cercei de peste 80 de perechi.&lt;br /&gt;82. Mi-e frica de dentist.&lt;br /&gt;83. Niciodata nu pot sa fiu indiferenta atunci cand e musai.&lt;br /&gt;84. M-a plictisesc foarte repede .. mai ales cand sunt la scoala. Palavragelile profilor ma adorm si uneori simt ca orele treeec asa de greu.&lt;br /&gt;85. Intotdeauna am emotii si incepe sa-mi tremure vocea cand trebuie sa vorbesc in fata unui colectiv sau a unui public.&lt;br /&gt;86. Pe coltarul din camera mea, imi pastrez toate lucrurile primite de la prieteni. Le pastrez acolo cu cea mai mare dragoste.&lt;br /&gt;87. Ticurile mele verbale : "pana mea" , "eh." , "hai ma", "ba esti nebun/a".&lt;br /&gt;88. Niciodata n-am apucat sa vad rasaritul de soare. Ori m-a luat somnul pe plaja, ori nu m-am trezit la timp sa ma duc la plaja, ori era ceatza si nu se vedea nimic.&lt;br /&gt;89. Prima mea indragosteala a fost la gradinita - Dragos. Mereu eram bucuroasa cand doamna educatorea ma punea in grupa cu el la serbari.&lt;br /&gt;90. Nu stiu sa mint.&lt;br /&gt;91. Inca ma uit la desene animate.&lt;br /&gt;92. Uneori imi doresc sa zbor si eu ca Peter Pan; sa vad lumea intreaga de sus si sa ating norii cu mana.&lt;br /&gt;93. Cand eram mai mica, cioparteam toate ziarele si revisele din case si decupam poze cu artisti, actori, trupe si le lipeam pe caiete. Din pacate, multe dintre ele mi le-a atuncat mama dar inca mai am 2 dosare de genul asta. :))&lt;br /&gt;94. Am avut o perioada cand colectionam sapunuri.&lt;br /&gt;95. Urasc emoticoanele ":)" si ";)" de pe mess.&lt;br /&gt;96. Sunt o persoana foarte curioasa uneori. Stiu ca nu e bine.. dar n-am ce sa fac. :-?&lt;br /&gt;97. Nu-mi plac baietii care injura, scuipa pe jos, se poarta urat cu fetele  si care se cred cei mai cei dintre toti.&lt;br /&gt;98. Nu-mi plac oamenii care exagereaza din orice chestie si duc totul la extrem.&lt;br /&gt;99. Imi plac schimabrile. Orice schimare e binevenita, oricat de brusc ar  aparea in viata mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paraaaaaaraaaam. In sfarsit am terminat. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-1229667551360052450?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/1229667551360052450/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/03/99-lucruri-despre-mine.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1229667551360052450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1229667551360052450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/03/99-lucruri-despre-mine.html' title='99 lucruri despre mine..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-5322013633152695370</id><published>2010-02-17T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:29:56.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL !!</title><content type='html'>Deci trebuie sa ma scuzati pentru acest post tampit dar nu ma pot abtine. :)) Aseara am vazut niste filmulete care pur si simplu mi s-au intiparit in minte. :)) "Serialul" asta are mai multe parti dar eu nu o sa postez decat doua dintre ele. :-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZN5PoW7_kdA&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/ZN5PoW7_kdA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xjdBCeUdAmI&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/xjdBCeUdAmI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;Heeeeeeeeeeeeey, apple !! Heeeeey, apple !! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-5322013633152695370?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/5322013633152695370/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/02/lol.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5322013633152695370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5322013633152695370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/02/lol.html' title='LOL !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3621333628585216569</id><published>2010-02-01T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:09:03.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninge.. iar !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S2bfipAK-lI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SGXass0hrYE/s1600-h/Winter_by_ByLaauraa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S2bfipAK-lI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SGXass0hrYE/s400/Winter_by_ByLaauraa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433275786684201554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dupa cum spune si titlul .. ninge.. din nou !! Nu zic ca nu-mi place.. dar sincera sa fiu m-am plictisit de ninsoare si frig. M-am plictisit si de atatea haine groase si de mormanele de zapada de pe strada. O iarna mai friguroasa ca asta nu cred ca am mai prins pana acum. Sper sa treaca repede si luna asta si sa vina primavaraaaaaaaa !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-3621333628585216569?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3621333628585216569/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninge-iar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3621333628585216569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3621333628585216569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninge-iar.html' title='Ninge.. iar !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S2bfipAK-lI/AAAAAAAAAmY/SGXass0hrYE/s72-c/Winter_by_ByLaauraa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4035123092969305007</id><published>2010-01-30T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:45:04.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Principala trasatura a caracterului meu&lt;/strong&gt;: Increderea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calitatea pe care o prefer la un barbat:&lt;/strong&gt; Calmul.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calitatea pe care o prefer la o femeie&lt;/strong&gt;: Responsabilitatea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ce apreciez cel mai mult la prietenii mei:&lt;/strong&gt; Sinceritatea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Principalul meu defect:&lt;/strong&gt; Nu suport sa astept si ma enervez din orice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ocupatia mea preferata:&lt;/strong&gt; Plimbatul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visul meu de fericire:&lt;/strong&gt; Sa fac inconjurul lumii si cand termin s-o iau din nou de la capat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Care ar fi cea mai mare nefericire a mea:&lt;/strong&gt; Sa nu realizez ce mi-am propus dupa terminarea liceului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ce-ati vrea sa fiti?&lt;/strong&gt;: Fiica unui miliardar din top 300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tara în care-as vrea sa traiesc:&lt;/strong&gt; Grecia, Spania sau Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Culoarea preferata:&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm.. albastru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Floarea preferata:&lt;/strong&gt; Trandafirul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pasarea preferata:&lt;/strong&gt; Porumbelul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prozatorii mei preferati:&lt;/strong&gt; Caragiale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poetii mei preferati:&lt;/strong&gt; Eminescu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eroul meu preferat:&lt;/strong&gt; N-am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eroina mea preferata:&lt;/strong&gt; Scarlett O`Hara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compozitorii preferati&lt;/strong&gt;: :-??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictorii preferati:&lt;/strong&gt; Picasso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eroii din viata reala:&lt;/strong&gt; Pfoai.. cred ca eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eroinele din istorie:&lt;/strong&gt; Nefertiti.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bautura si mancarea preferate:&lt;/strong&gt; Sucurile naturale/Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numele preferat:&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm.. la baieti: David/Stefan/Octavian; la fete: Monica/Iulia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ce detest cel mai mult:&lt;/strong&gt; Prostia, invidia si ipocrizia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personajele istorice pe care le detest cel mai mult:&lt;/strong&gt; Nu prea le am cu astea.. dar sa zicem.. Ceausescu si Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fapta militara pe care-o admir cel mai mult:&lt;/strong&gt; Hmh.. faptul ca am scapat de comunism ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darul natural pe care-as vrea sa-l am:&lt;/strong&gt; Sa stiu ce gandeste fiecare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cum as vrea sa mor:&lt;/strong&gt; In somn .. sa nu simt nimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starea de spirit actuala:&lt;/strong&gt; Entuziasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greseli care-mi inspira cea mai multa indulgenta:&lt;/strong&gt; Oho.. la asta trebuie sa ma mai gandesc. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deviza mea:&lt;/strong&gt; Pentru a catiga totul o fiinta trebuie sa stie sa piarda. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aceasta leapsa am gasit-o la &lt;a href="http://gabeeeh.wordpress.com/"&gt;Gabi&lt;/a&gt; pe blog.. si mi s-a parut interesanta si am indraznit s-o preiau si eu. :"&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/1990301587425012112-4035123092969305007?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4035123092969305007/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/01/leapsa.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4035123092969305007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4035123092969305007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/01/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-7962314646536224947</id><published>2010-01-24T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T11:04:38.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holograf ft. Tudor Chirila - Ochii tai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gjc4EQCJgjs&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/Gjc4EQCJgjs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vreau sa simt caldura ta cand noaptea va veni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doar stele sa stie c-ai sosit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parul tau va fii iar ud de roua-n zori de zi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si as vrea sa pot sa-ti spun:"Bine ai venit!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-7962314646536224947?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/7962314646536224947/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7962314646536224947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7962314646536224947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='Holograf ft. Tudor Chirila - Ochii tai'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-866493787316585457</id><published>2010-01-17T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:17:55.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best friends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S1Nh4YB3P3I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ufQW3aFso0w/s1600-h/PA130110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S1Nh4YB3P3I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ufQW3aFso0w/s400/PA130110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427789597062414194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stateam astazi si ma gandeam la anumite momente din viata mea si am realizat ca azi s-au implinit 4 ani de cand prietenia noastra exista. Ani plini de amintiri, de momente de vis, de vacante petrecute impreuna, de secrete, de discutii interminabile pe messenger, de telefoane date in miez de noapte; ani in care am ras chiar si atunci cand eram triste, ani in care am realizat niciodata nimeni nu-ti va putea lua locul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iti multumesc pentru toti acesti 4 ani. Iti multumesc pentru ca mi-ai ramas si pana in ziua de azi cea mai buna prietena. Iti multumesc pentru increderea acordata. Iti multumesc pentru ca esti prietena mea. Iti multumesc pentru tot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, my dear friend !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-866493787316585457?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/866493787316585457/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/01/stateam-astazi-si-ma-gandeam-la-anumite.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/866493787316585457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/866493787316585457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2010/01/stateam-astazi-si-ma-gandeam-la-anumite.html' title='Best friends..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/S1Nh4YB3P3I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ufQW3aFso0w/s72-c/PA130110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3122892759097342680</id><published>2009-12-30T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:12:39.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Anii trec, nimeni nu-i mai opreste.. si ma intreb, ce a fost in urma mea.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fericire si iubire, toate astea au insemna ceva.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gata. Ne aflam pe ultima suta de metri a acestui an. 2009 s-a scurs mai repede decat mi-as fi imaginat. A fost un an plin .. as putea zice dar si un an al schimbarilor: am cunoscut oameni noi, mi-am facut prieteni noi iar in materie de scoala colectiv si diriginta noua.&lt;br /&gt;A fost un an in care am ras dar am si plans, am fost fericita dar si trista, am renuntat la anumite lucruri dar am primit altele in schimb. L-am cunoscut pe &lt;a href="http://musichamber.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex&lt;/a&gt; si desi atunci a fost o zi ploioasa, intalnirea a iesit mai bine decat ne asteptam. Am cunoscut oameni noi care mi-au aratat ce inseamna sa respecti si sa fi respectat, ce inseamna sa-ti traiesti viata din plin, ce inseamna sa multumesti fie si pentru cel mai mic lucru. Am fost tare bucuroasa cand m-am revazut cu prietenul meu din copilarie si a fost o senzatie placuta cand l-am strans din nou in brate. Am reusit s-o revad pe Katu dupa 2 ani aproape [daca grestesc .. impusca-ma:))]. Am revazut-o si pe Ana si ii multumesc pe aceasta cale ca m-a suportat 4 zile prin preajma ei.&lt;br /&gt;A fost un an bun .. dar sper ca 2010 sa fie de n ori mai bun ca asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SzvOp8jpAxI/AAAAAAAAAmI/8sAlfD01rqI/s1600-h/Happy_New_Year_by_Kateri12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SzvOp8jpAxI/AAAAAAAAAmI/8sAlfD01rqI/s400/Happy_New_Year_by_Kateri12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421153796496098066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pentru anul 2010 nu-mi doresc decat sa fiu fericita, sa-mi am aproape familia si prietenii, sa termin cu bine asa cum mi-am propus anul scolar si bineinteleeeees .. daca nu cer prea mult .. sa obtin permisul de conducere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astea fiind spuse .. va doresc ca noul an sa va aduca multa bucurie in suflet, sa aveti parte de tot ce va doriti, sa fiti mai buni si ceea ce v-ati propus pentru 2010 sa realizati !!&lt;br /&gt;La Multi Ani !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-3122892759097342680?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3122892759097342680/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3122892759097342680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3122892759097342680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SzvOp8jpAxI/AAAAAAAAAmI/8sAlfD01rqI/s72-c/Happy_New_Year_by_Kateri12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3290722029377267998</id><published>2009-12-24T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:04:39.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craciun Fericit !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Syv622tYFFI/AAAAAAAAAmA/g1wTp-U4WNk/s1600-h/Merry_Christmas_by_SweetChica19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 422px; height: 422px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Syv622tYFFI/AAAAAAAAAmA/g1wTp-U4WNk/s400/Merry_Christmas_by_SweetChica19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416698797148869714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Fie ca un fulg de nea razlet si vesel sa bata-n usa casei tale si sa-ti aduca bucurii si lumina in seara sfanta de Craciun.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-3290722029377267998?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3290722029377267998/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3290722029377267998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3290722029377267998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Craciun Fericit !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Syv622tYFFI/AAAAAAAAAmA/g1wTp-U4WNk/s72-c/Merry_Christmas_by_SweetChica19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-1883327010941900332</id><published>2009-12-11T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T02:08:49.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luna cadourilor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SyNoRVzCvvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/0sAsdCbY074/s1600-h/christmas_angel_by_Cristina92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SyNoRVzCvvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/0sAsdCbY074/s400/christmas_angel_by_Cristina92.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414285824147767026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Daaa !! Ma simt atat de bine cand vad cum orasul este tot mai lumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;at, cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;m in vitrinele magazinelor apare cate un bradutz sau un mos craciun, cum oamenii &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;se pregatesc pentru intampinarea Sfintelor Sarbatori si pentru alegerea cadourilor, cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;m copilasii sunt de fiecare data entuziasmati de venirea Mosului. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Si eu sunt la fel de fericita ca si ei pentru ca spiritul Craciunului ma face sa ma gandeasc mai mult la mine, la familie si la cei apropiati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Ca in fiecare an, incep sa cutreier orasul ca sa aleg cadourile potrivite pentru persoanele dragi. Pentru multi e foarte usor sa alegi cadouri dar ca intotdeauna eu sunt mereu indecisa. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Poate va intrebati ce vreau de la Mos Craciun. Hmh .. nu-mi doresc decat fericire, sanatate, sa fiu inconjurata de cei pe care ii iubesc si sa simt cu adevarat ca spiritul sarbatorilor a patruns in casa mea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah.. si mai imi doresc ceva. Ar fi perfect daca ar ninge .. si n-am pretentia sa ninga ca-n povesti dar macar sa simtim cu adevarat ca e iarna !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-1883327010941900332?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/1883327010941900332/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/12/luna-cadourilor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1883327010941900332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1883327010941900332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/12/luna-cadourilor.html' title='Luna cadourilor'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SyNoRVzCvvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/0sAsdCbY074/s72-c/christmas_angel_by_Cristina92.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-734576342618799473</id><published>2009-12-08T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:10:26.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balada pentru o minune</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nK6EdwQXEEM&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;/object&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nK6EdwQXEEM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nK6EdwQXEEM&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/nK6EdwQXEEM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Te asteptam, bine-ai venit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te cunosteam chiar daca noi nu ne-am mai intalnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe strazi fugim ca doi nebuni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cele mai simple lucruri pentru noi sunt minuni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si iti vorbesc si imi vorbesti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si adormim frumos spunandu-ne povesti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti multumesc ca in sfarsit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziua de maine e un loc mult mai fericit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-734576342618799473?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/734576342618799473/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/12/balada-pentru-o-minune.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/734576342618799473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/734576342618799473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/12/balada-pentru-o-minune.html' title='Balada pentru o minune'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-7806037631402924246</id><published>2009-11-29T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:30:50.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iubesc..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Prietenia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLg_tataSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/7trRUC-UfV4/s1600/We_Are_FRIENDS_by_ercsi91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLg_tataSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/7trRUC-UfV4/s400/We_Are_FRIENDS_by_ercsi91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409633487553390882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. Muzica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLGXCbT5UI/AAAAAAAAAjo/UnDRP1b44hc/s1600/music_is_love_by_merrie91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLGXCbT5UI/AAAAAAAAAjo/UnDRP1b44hc/s400/music_is_love_by_merrie91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409604201516098882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. Vara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLJH81kPXI/AAAAAAAAAj4/pdSPpdpBTwc/s1600/Summer_Sweet_home_by_spookysoup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLJH81kPXI/AAAAAAAAAj4/pdSPpdpBTwc/s400/Summer_Sweet_home_by_spookysoup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409607240852454770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. Marea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLGl2TBTsI/AAAAAAAAAjw/XALDqBh3LcM/s1600/Estrella_De_Mar_by_solchiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLGl2TBTsI/AAAAAAAAAjw/XALDqBh3LcM/s400/Estrella_De_Mar_by_solchiz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409604455958138562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. Dragostea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLK1YwA8II/AAAAAAAAAkA/0cGmF85X4ks/s1600/Love_by_yavorancho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLK1YwA8II/AAAAAAAAAkA/0cGmF85X4ks/s400/Love_by_yavorancho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409609120951103618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. Fericirea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLLRW_ZM6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/WC8VD-rpIE8/s1600/happiness_by_Sophie0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLLRW_ZM6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/WC8VD-rpIE8/s400/happiness_by_Sophie0305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409609601515074466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7. Libertatea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLMrva-S3I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Y9h-yHrKgJE/s1600/Freedom_by_mcb_artandphotograph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLMrva-S3I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Y9h-yHrKgJE/s400/Freedom_by_mcb_artandphotograph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409611154261429106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8. Rasaritul de soare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLiQ2xTnuI/AAAAAAAAAkg/9doemjfP7sk/s1600/Sunrise_by_lorkata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLiQ2xTnuI/AAAAAAAAAkg/9doemjfP7sk/s400/Sunrise_by_lorkata.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409634881633492706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9. Teatrul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLkTKZZDwI/AAAAAAAAAko/Dc7KHQ4J0Vk/s1600/Theatre_mask_by_ravenmosher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLkTKZZDwI/AAAAAAAAAko/Dc7KHQ4J0Vk/s400/Theatre_mask_by_ravenmosher.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409637120284888834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10. Shopping-ul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLlxHLbw4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/2zYHwA61cuM/s1600/Shopping_girl_by_janikovszky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLlxHLbw4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/2zYHwA61cuM/s400/Shopping_girl_by_janikovszky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409638734328742786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11. Muntele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLmUXf_daI/AAAAAAAAAk4/NbGgRLW2LBg/s1600/IMG_3068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLmUXf_daI/AAAAAAAAAk4/NbGgRLW2LBg/s400/IMG_3068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409639340005356962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12. Ploaia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLntHFm9zI/AAAAAAAAAlA/_PSObBjD_NA/s1600/rain_by_brain_attackkkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLntHFm9zI/AAAAAAAAAlA/_PSObBjD_NA/s400/rain_by_brain_attackkkk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409640864608089906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... si lista poate continua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-7806037631402924246?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/7806037631402924246/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/11/iubesc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7806037631402924246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7806037631402924246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/11/iubesc.html' title='Iubesc..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SxLg_tataSI/AAAAAAAAAkY/7trRUC-UfV4/s72-c/We_Are_FRIENDS_by_ercsi91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4427793437518811595</id><published>2009-11-18T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T07:27:49.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conteaza..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SwRf3IlC6sI/AAAAAAAAAiI/fzEZM2pK0c0/s1600/31724761659a1bf8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SwRf3IlC6sI/AAAAAAAAAiI/fzEZM2pK0c0/s400/31724761659a1bf8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405550853551745730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uneori nu-mi place cand am dreptate. Si chestia asta ma calca pe nervi. Chiar vorbeam cu cineva astazi eu cred ca o sa ma imbolnavesc de nervi sau o sa-mi bubuie o vena de la cap. In mine nu cred ca exista decat sentimente de dezamagire, fustare, nervi si o doza de indiferenta totala. Nu stiu ce de unii se las sa atat de usor influentati de orice persoana si de orice vorba care nici macar nu e adevarata? Dar de ce dracu imi bat eu capul cu astea cand nici macar n-ar trebui?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Simt ca n-am nevoie de nimic. Nu-mi trebuie nimic. Nu vreau sa vad pe nimeni.. si nu exagerez cu nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Acum nu-mi doresc decat un singur lucru. Sa ma duc in patutul meu moale, sa dorm si maine dimineata sa ma trezesc ca si cum nimic nu s-ar fi intamplat. Imi doresc ca perioada asta sa nu fie decat o chestie trecatoare si stiu ca mereu dupa ploaie intotdeauna va iesi soarele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-4427793437518811595?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4427793437518811595/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/11/conteaza.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4427793437518811595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4427793437518811595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/11/conteaza.html' title='Conteaza..?'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SwRf3IlC6sI/AAAAAAAAAiI/fzEZM2pK0c0/s72-c/31724761659a1bf8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-5710840813068960273</id><published>2009-11-17T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T05:30:20.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am promis ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SwKikJB-RvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/3WEDnkp7pYE/s1600/nO_ProMiseS_by_dmd_che2ry_wormz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SwKikJB-RvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/3WEDnkp7pYE/s400/nO_ProMiseS_by_dmd_che2ry_wormz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405061244581201650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Intotdeauna la capitolul promisiuni am stat cam prost. Deseori, nu m-am tinut de cuvant si am avut de suferit iar alteori, anumite chestii nu mai depindeau de mine si tot eu o dadeam cu bata-n balta .. dar asta e cu totul alta poveste. Dar de acum incolo, am sa incerc pe cat posibil sa nu se mai repete toate aceste lucruri. Stiu ca in viata o sa ma izbesc mereu de lucruri de genul asta, de oameni care spun ca fac ceva si de fapt ei fac altceva.&lt;br /&gt;Viata mea s-a schimbat radical de vreo 3 luni si viata mi-a dovedit ca nu e chiar atat de "a dracu" pe cat o credeam.&lt;br /&gt;Hmh.. poate multi o sa va intrebati de unde o schimbare atat de brusca. Nu e o schimbare brusca dar pe zi ce trece tot mai multi oameni devin din ce in ce mai egoisti, mai lacomi si bineinteles .. mai nesimtiti. Poate ca m-am saturat sa fiu luata drept proasta si toti sa faca din mine ce vor. Am si eu limite !! Si nu .. nu m-a schimbat nimeni, nu mi-a bagat nimeni gargauini in cap.. doar m-am trezit si eu la realitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am promis ca nu o sa mai las pe nimeni sa intre cu buldozerul in viata mea si sa ma joace pe degete asa cum are chef.&lt;br /&gt;Am promis ca o sa ascult intotdeauna sfaturile prietenilor mei si niciodata sa nu mai fac lucruri pe care mai tarziu sa le regret. Si in ziua de azi regret ca n-am ascultat de oamenii care au fost mereu langa mine.&lt;br /&gt;Am promis ca nu o sa-mi mai pase niciodata de ce spun altii despre mine. Cei care ma cunosc cel mai bine stiu exact cum sunt si ce fel de om sunt.&lt;br /&gt;Am primis ca nu o sa-mi mai pese atat de mult de altii si sa nu ma mai consum atat de mult pentru orice fleac. Niciodata nu m-am gandit la mine.. decat la altii si am pierdut mult teren din cauza asta.&lt;br /&gt;Am promis sa nu mai am incredere in oricine.. pentru ca de cele mai multe multe ori increderea imi este sfaramata intr-o clipa.&lt;br /&gt;Am promis ca o sa-mi apar mereu ce e al meu .. fara sa ma las influentata de vorbe aruncate-n vant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentan atat. Si daca nu o sa ma tin de aceste promisiuni .. va rog, sa-mi dati o palma peste ceafa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-5710840813068960273?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/5710840813068960273/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/11/am-promis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5710840813068960273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5710840813068960273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/11/am-promis.html' title='Am promis ..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SwKikJB-RvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/3WEDnkp7pYE/s72-c/nO_ProMiseS_by_dmd_che2ry_wormz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8258510042474612158</id><published>2009-10-29T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T12:09:56.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SunhIEkjhLI/AAAAAAAAAh4/kwKov9fp2-M/s1600-h/Tired_by_m0ni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SunhIEkjhLI/AAAAAAAAAh4/kwKov9fp2-M/s320/Tired_by_m0ni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398093157162517682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In ultima perioada parca nu mai am timp de nimic. Scoala imi ocupa timpul mai mult ca niciodata.. cred ca niciodata n-am acordat atat de mult timp scolii .. nici macar in clasa a8a cand toata lumea era preocupata de capacitate. Abia astept sa treaca si luna noiembrie si sa stiu ca am terminat cu tot ce tine de "Firma de exercitiu" si sa stiu ca nu ne-am strofocat degeaba.&lt;br /&gt;Rasfoiam paginile blogului meu si ma uitam ca scriam mai mereu. In ultimul timp nici aici n-am scris si asta nu din lipsa de inspiratie sau din lene doar ca nu mai am timp nici macar de mine. Parca toate alea se sparg in capul meu. E una din perioadele alea naspa de simt ca nimic nu merge cum trebuie. Dar ca de fiecare data.. totul o sa se termine cu bine.&lt;br /&gt;Imi lipseste timpul liber, imi lipesc zilele de vacanta, imi lipsesc clipele alaturi de prietenii mei. Mi-e dor de anumite etape din viata mea, mi-e dor .. dar cum se spune .. trece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si inca ceva ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="46" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/ramo15anos/6cc06520e7f568.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/ramo15anos/6cc06520e7f568.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="46" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8258510042474612158?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8258510042474612158/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8258510042474612158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8258510042474612158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy.html' title='Busy !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SunhIEkjhLI/AAAAAAAAAh4/kwKov9fp2-M/s72-c/Tired_by_m0ni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-615087541785166886</id><published>2009-10-07T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T04:39:37.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce oamenii nu zambesc?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Ss3FD_tmO_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/5_eMQ2z6Yww/s1600-h/Smile_Like_You_Mean_it__by_alex_Oo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Ss3FD_tmO_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/5_eMQ2z6Yww/s320/Smile_Like_You_Mean_it__by_alex_Oo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390181001465314290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eram ieri la ora de marketing cand doamna directoare ne-a pus o intrebare care m-a pus pe ganduri. Ne-a intrebat daca ne-am uitat vreodata la fetele ploiestenilor la 6 dimineata cand venim la scoala. Raspunul a venit tot din partea dansei: "Oamenii au uitat sa mai zambeasca !!"&lt;br /&gt;Ati incercat sa va ganditi vreodata de cate ori zambiti pe zi? Eu nu mi-as imagina o zi in care sa nu rad deloc. Chiar si cand am o zi proasta, tot se iveste un moment in care sa zambesc chiar si numai o singura data.&lt;br /&gt;Oamenii, in general, au uitat sa mai zambesca . Chiar si eu, de multe ori privesc la chipurile oameniilor si nu schiteaza nici macar un zambet. Sunt mult prea grabiti spre serviciu, sunt prea afectati de problemele cu care se confrunta zi de zi sau considera ca nu au motive sa zambeasca.&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot sa inteleg ce e in capul adolescentilor din ziua de azi cand spun ca au suferit prea mult din dragoste si ca isi doresc sa moara, cand spun ca viata este nedreapta cu ei sau cand spun ca nu au suficienti bani sa-si satisfaca un anumit moft. Oameni, traiti-va viata si apreciati ce aveti si chiar si atunci cand suferiti, sunteti tristi sau zdrobiti de durere, intotdeauna va exista puterea sa mergeti mai departe.&lt;br /&gt;Cu totii avem probleme si uneori chiar simtim ca nu mai putem sa mergem mai departe dar am invatat sa trec peste ele, am invatat sa apreciez tot ce mi se ofera si sa profit de fiecare moment al vietii pentru ca viata este cel mai frumos dar pe care il primeste fiecare om.&lt;br /&gt;Nimic nu e mai placut cand vezi oameni zambind sau cand stii ca ai "contribuit" si tu putin la fericirea lor. Atunci cand cineva iti zambeste, zambeste-i si tu !! Zambeste cand esti alaturi de persoana iubita sau cand faci lucruri traznite alaturi de prietenii tai !! Zambeste pentru ca zambetul e molipsitor.&lt;br /&gt;Zambeste cand esti fericit !! &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-615087541785166886?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/615087541785166886/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/10/de-ce-oamenii-nu-zambesc.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/615087541785166886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/615087541785166886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/10/de-ce-oamenii-nu-zambesc.html' title='De ce oamenii nu zambesc?'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Ss3FD_tmO_I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/5_eMQ2z6Yww/s72-c/Smile_Like_You_Mean_it__by_alex_Oo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-1729864207215660536</id><published>2009-09-19T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T03:38:10.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SrX-FMFY3xI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Fl0p6j-d_ro/s1600-h/92e938e311c8fdf00a69da4561ba7673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SrX-FMFY3xI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Fl0p6j-d_ro/s320/92e938e311c8fdf00a69da4561ba7673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383488294687923986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello. Tot eu sunt. A trecut ceva timp de cand nu mi-am mai vizitat blogul si chiar mi-era dor. Ce-am facut in tot acest timp? As putea spune multe dar nu prea multe. S-au intamplat poate prea multe chestii intr-o perioada scurta as punea spune. Mi-am revazut o parte din vechii prieteni, am cunoscut persoane noi care o parte din ei mi-au devenit prieteni apropiati, am vazut marea dar si muntele dar am avut si parte de momente neplacute. Am pierdut o persoana care a jucat un rol important in viata mea si au fost destule conflicte si certuri la care nu stiu cum am facut fata. Oricum sunt bucuroasa ca cel putin pentru moment stiu ca nu am rupt definitv legatura cu acea persoana.&lt;br /&gt;S-a incheiat si vara si vacanta si a inceput din nou scoala. Alta sala de clasa, alt colectiv, alta diriginta, alti profi. Totul e ok si sincer imi place. In momentul de fata nu am de ce sa ma plang si sunt chiar simt ca nu mai am nevoie de nimic in plus. V-am pupat si inchei postul asta prin ai ura un calduros "La Multi Ani !!" unui bun prieten care azi implineste o frumoasa varsta:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;La Multi Ani, Adi !! Sa fi fericit, sanatos si sa te bucuri de tot ce iti ofera viata !! :* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-1729864207215660536?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/1729864207215660536/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1729864207215660536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1729864207215660536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SrX-FMFY3xI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Fl0p6j-d_ro/s72-c/92e938e311c8fdf00a69da4561ba7673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-2937952337811546572</id><published>2009-08-02T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:34:59.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, da..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SnV-HgAQBhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/NwDaFkahvKo/s1600-h/38038f49b5c1272a30536ce883ef9427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SnV-HgAQBhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/NwDaFkahvKo/s320/38038f49b5c1272a30536ce883ef9427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365333198396982802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se presupune ca ar trebui sa fiu fericita pentru ca maine parasesc orasul asta infect si iau drumul spre mare. Dar nu. Am o stare atat de ciudata si de naspa, incat nici bagajele nu mi le-am facut. Ma uit in jur si nici camera nu mi-o recunosc. Peste tot sunt aruncate fel de fel de lucruri: haine, cosmetice, acte, bani, ochelari, telefoane, carti si chiar si dulciuri. Dar de ce dracu vorbesc eu de camera.. cand nici pe mine nu ma mai recunosc? Mi se schimba starea de la moment la moment. Acum sunt trista, peste putin timp o sa zambesc si o sa spun ca totul e bine sau poate o sa ma scufund din nou intr-o balta de lacrimi.&lt;br /&gt;Poate ar fi momentul sa nu mai gandesc atat de negativ si sa ascult sfaturile prietenilor mei. Poate o sa-mi prinda bine evadarea asta din oras, o sa cunosc lume noua, o sa-mi revad niste persoane dragi si bineinteles.. o sa-mi pun in ordine gandurile si sentimentele si o sa ma gandesc ce naiba vreau de la viata asta.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum, pentru moment o sa ma apuc sa fac ordine pe aici si sper ca peste o saptamana, cand o sa ma intorc acasa, o sa fie totul mult mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Inchei postul asta stupid cu noua mea obsesie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="46" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Dayanna22/20075020851f0f.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Dayanna22/20075020851f0f.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="46" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inna-Oare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"In gandul meu amintiri ma fac sa zbier,ma fac sa sper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai am o singura intrebare:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oare? Oare tu sti cum doare?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-2937952337811546572?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/2937952337811546572/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-da.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2937952337811546572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2937952337811546572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-da.html' title='Oh, da..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SnV-HgAQBhI/AAAAAAAAAhA/NwDaFkahvKo/s72-c/38038f49b5c1272a30536ce883ef9427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-1532002647040612971</id><published>2009-07-27T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T03:49:20.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amintiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Sm2klkRRVpI/AAAAAAAAAgw/d8I-wgYNge8/s1600-h/sour_times_by_ucukmavi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Sm2klkRRVpI/AAAAAAAAAgw/d8I-wgYNge8/s400/sour_times_by_ucukmavi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363123696566359698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Acum cateva zile, ma gandeam la toti prietenii mei pe care i-am cunoscut prin intermediul internetului. Bineinteles, pe majoritatea i-am cunoscut pe forumul lui Maruta. Era o zi de vara, mai precis 1 Iulie 2006, cand mi-am facut curaj si m-am inscris pe forum. Cred ca a fost primul forum pe care m-am inscris si mi se parea o lume total diferita pentru mine. Am inceput sa postez mesaje, la diferite topicuri si ca orice nou-venit, traiam cu senzatia ca unul din userii vechi o sa se ia de mine. Am incercat sa ma fac cat "mai comoda in garso" si incetul cu incetul au inceput si discutiile pe messenger. Primul cu care am vorbit a fost .. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adi&lt;/span&gt;. Tot el a fost primul de care am prins drag de pe Garso. Totul a pornit de la o melodie ['Bosson-Over the mountains'] si asa.. am inceput sa vorbim mai mult. Mi se parea un om foarte de treaba din posturile lui dar cred ca daca nu era melodia aia n-aveam tupeu sa-i dau add pe mess.&lt;br /&gt;Apoi, incetul cu incetul am inceput sa o cunosc pe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carmy&lt;/span&gt; care e o fata foarte dulce si ai intotdeauna ce sa vorbesti cu ea si pe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ana &lt;/span&gt;care mi-a devenit prietena foarte apropiata. Mi-am cunoscut 'familia': &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katu&lt;/span&gt;-mama, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skip-&lt;/span&gt;tata si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simina&lt;/span&gt;-sora mai mare.&lt;br /&gt;L-am cunoscut pe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mircea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cu care vorbeam pana-n noapte tarziu ca nah.. la el era ziua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marius&lt;/span&gt;.. alta persoana cu care am vorbit mult si cu care am legat o prietenie.&lt;br /&gt;Ca pe orice forum, existau si "Raii Forumului" de care eu mereu m-am temut : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sylv &lt;/span&gt;si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hordy&lt;/span&gt;. Sylv avea obiceiul sa faca misto de noii-veniti iar pe Hordy nu stiam niciodata ce sa-l cred, niciodata nu stiam cand vorbeste serios si cand vorbeste pe bune. Ei stiu foarte bine, ce teama aveam de ei dar uite ca azi, ma inteleg foarte bine cu amandoi.&lt;br /&gt;Cu cativa dintre ei, am avut ocazia sa ma vad live si inca continuam sa ne vedem ori de cate ori avem ocazia.&lt;br /&gt;Timpul a trecut, toti am crescut, ne-am gasit alte ocupatii si chiar daca nu mai tin legatura cu toti ca inainte, nu i-am uitat. Daca ar fi dupa mine, si acum mi-as dori sa se faca conferinte pe messenger, sa stam cu totii pana la 4 dimineata in fata calculatorului si sa plecam cu zambetul pe buze la somn.&lt;br /&gt;Ei m-au invatat ca prietenia la distanta poate sa existe dar si ca firul ei este foarte fragil si se poate rupe in orice moment.&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/1990301587425012112-1532002647040612971?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/1532002647040612971/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/07/amintiri.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1532002647040612971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1532002647040612971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/07/amintiri.html' title='Amintiri'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Sm2klkRRVpI/AAAAAAAAAgw/d8I-wgYNge8/s72-c/sour_times_by_ucukmavi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8043490863685910522</id><published>2009-07-07T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:01:51.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always in our hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SlOnDmAI0ZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/eEFr4dp3pcg/s1600-h/Love_Michael_by_little_pinguin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SlOnDmAI0ZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/eEFr4dp3pcg/s400/Love_Michael_by_little_pinguin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355808062056223122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De aproape 2 ore, ma uit la tv, la ceremonia publica in memoria lui Michael Jackson si, pur si simplu, nu pot sa-mi stapanesc lacrimile.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt milioane de oameni care i-au iubit muzica, care l-au indragit si care nu pot realiza nici in clipa de fata ca vocea "Regelui Pop" nu va mai raspuna niciodata. Nimeni nu va putea vreodata sa faca ce a facut el. Nimeni nu va putea sa bata toate recordurile detinute de Michael Jackson. Tot ceea ce Michael a facut, o sa ramana in istorie. Nu se va mai naste niciodata unul ca el, dar asta nu inseamna ca viata si muzica se opresc aici.&lt;br /&gt;In ciuda tuturor zvonurilor aparute si a tuturor scandalurilor in care a fost implicat, cred ca Michael a fost o persoana extraordinara, a iubit pamantul, copii si oamenii, a iubit viata, a iubit muzica si mai ales, isi iubea fanii si tot ceea ce el facea pentru acestia. Nu-mi prea imi gasesc cuvintele sa scriu prea multe despre el, dar simteam ca trebui sa scriu acest post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot sa spun ca am fost fana, dar am fost fascinata de muzica lui si inca sunt. Poate ca n-ar mai trebui sa-i criticam atat de mult viata si sa nu mai aplecam urechile la toate barfele si sa incercam sa intelegem ce a vrut Michael sa arate prin cantecele sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/ladygaga14/73bdc17dad4d88.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/ladygaga14/73bdc17dad4d88.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson - Heal The World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/cuoreblu50/66f8d994c5e376.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/cuoreblu50/66f8d994c5e376.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson - Earth song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Felynna/8b201fb849381d.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Felynna/8b201fb849381d.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson - Will You be There&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8043490863685910522?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8043490863685910522/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/07/always-in-our-hearts.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8043490863685910522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8043490863685910522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/07/always-in-our-hearts.html' title='Always in our hearts'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SlOnDmAI0ZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/eEFr4dp3pcg/s72-c/Love_Michael_by_little_pinguin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-2668372734570042790</id><published>2009-07-06T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T03:24:39.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SlHg7C_5_fI/AAAAAAAAAgA/dmrZTbfzuTw/s1600-h/162651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SlHg7C_5_fI/AAAAAAAAAgA/dmrZTbfzuTw/s400/162651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355308736942046706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mi-e dor de mare! Imi place la mare ca esti curat tot timpul .. marea te spala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Si esti sarat, nu? Te spala si te sareaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Tu ai fost vreodata la mare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Nu.. dar am visat ca am fost. Intr-o zi, mi-a intrat nisip in ochi si am plans toata ziua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- .. si cand ai intrat in apa ti-a trecut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Da..si am visat o casuta de paie pe plaja in care o sa stau si iarna si vara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Si mai e cineva in ea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Suntem numai noi doi.. aaa .. si marea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Pai si nu intra apa in casuta cand e furtuna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Nu.. cand e furtuna intram noi in apa si ne plimbam pe valuri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SlHhbnNSoaI/AAAAAAAAAgI/yi4Vmmv6fjs/s1600-h/Costinesti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SlHhbnNSoaI/AAAAAAAAAgI/yi4Vmmv6fjs/s400/Costinesti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355309296417677730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da , da .. e perioada aia a anului cand imi este foarte dor de mare si simt ca vreau sa evadez mai repede din orasul asta si sa iau drumul spre mare. Tot ce sper e sa pot sa ajung si in vara asta la mare, sa o ating, briza marii sa ma linisteasca si sa alerg pe nisipul ars de soare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SlHgPzqVwyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/P2qzoJtPc-U/s1600-h/marea-neagra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SlHgPzqVwyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/P2qzoJtPc-U/s400/marea-neagra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355307994090685218" 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/1990301587425012112-2668372734570042790?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/2668372734570042790/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/07/marea.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2668372734570042790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2668372734570042790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/07/marea.html' title='Marea.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SlHg7C_5_fI/AAAAAAAAAgA/dmrZTbfzuTw/s72-c/162651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-7073905952234063013</id><published>2009-07-01T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:02:13.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filme.</title><content type='html'>E vacanta si cum acum am prea mult timp liber am inceput sa ma uit la filme aproape in fiecare zi. Iata aici o listuta cu ultimele filme vazute care mi-au placut la nebunie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. If only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; , este un film de dragoste care mi-a placut la nebunie, care vi-l recomand din toata inima si sunt convinsa ca o sa ramaneti impresionati.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SktUgfHrGkI/AAAAAAAAAfA/icbS15RdhME/s1600-h/If_Only_1231430717_4_2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SktUgfHrGkI/AAAAAAAAAfA/icbS15RdhME/s400/If_Only_1231430717_4_2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353465499146197570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Filmul ii au ca protagonisti pe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jennifer Love Hewitt&lt;/span&gt;, in rolul unei cantarete pe nume Samantha, si pe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul Nicholls&lt;/span&gt;, in rolul unui om de afaceri, Ian. Cei doi traiesc impreuna in Londra si nu reusesc sa aiba o zi prea grozava. La sfarsitul zilei, Sam se urca intr-un taxi care este implicat intr-un accident. Sam nu reuseste sa supravietuiasca si Ian trece prin momente cumplite. A doua zi, Ian isi da seama ca totul a fost doar un vis si petrece momente de neuitat alaturi de iubita sa, incercand sa opreasca inevitabilul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. The Notebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SktXUduIYUI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/jbrBUrYpRRQ/s1600-h/627833l-580x400-n-8a701599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SktXUduIYUI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/jbrBUrYpRRQ/s400/627833l-580x400-n-8a701599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353468591147082050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un alt film de dragoste la fel de bun ca si "If only". Filmul ne dezvaluie povestea de dragoste dintre doi adolescenti,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Allie (Rachel McAdams) &lt;/span&gt;si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noah (Ryan Gosling)&lt;/span&gt;. Relatia lor este destramata datorita parintiilor fetei care considerau ca Noah nu este baiatul potrivit pentru ea. Dupa multi ani, in care Allie a asteptat ca Noah sa-i scrie, aceasta se logodeste cu un soldat american. Allie si Noah se reintalnesc si amandoi isi dau seama ca se iubesc la fel de mult ca in adolescenta. Dupa aceasta reintalnire, Allie trebuie sa aleaga intre Noah si logodnicul sau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Cu totii stim ce repede a ajuns celebru acest film. Am intrebat o groaza de prieteni ce parere au despre "Twilight". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SktZBRa0uAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ohVCPZ3xBr4/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SktZBRa0uAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ohVCPZ3xBr4/s400/twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353470460450617346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Parerile sunt diefrite: altii au spus ca este un film superb care merita vazut, altii ca nu s-a ridicat la asteptarile lor si ca nu este cine stie ce. Aveam de foarte mult timp filmul in pc dar nu m-a tentat niciodata sa ma uit pana zilele trecute. Dupa mine, ideea filmului e unica si totusi interesanta.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Viata adolescentei &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt;, se complica foarte tare in clipa in care se muta in alt oras si intr-o alta scoala. Din prima zi, este atrasa de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;. Acesta la randul lui se intragoseste de Bella dar ascunde un secret foarte mare despre el si despre familia lui. In cele din urma, Bella afla ca, Edward si familia sa, sunt vampiri si isi risca viata ducand pana la capat aceasta relatie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4. High School Musical 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi-au placut primele doua parti si am fost curioasa sa o vad si pe a 3a. Sunt aceiasi adolescenti plini de energie si mereu pusi pe sotii, doar ca acum sunt in ultimul an de liceu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pregatirile pentru balul de absolvire, pentru campionatul de basket si alegerea colegiilor unde vor invata mai departe, pun sub semnul intrebarii relatia dintre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Troy (Zac Efron)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gabriella (Vanessa Hudgens).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SktdOGOiD_I/AAAAAAAAAfo/542rC42Ld2E/s1600-h/high-school-musical-3-set-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SktdOGOiD_I/AAAAAAAAAfo/542rC42Ld2E/s400/high-school-musical-3-set-16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353475078831083506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1990301587425012112-7073905952234063013?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/7073905952234063013/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/07/filme.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7073905952234063013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7073905952234063013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/07/filme.html' title='Filme.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SktUgfHrGkI/AAAAAAAAAfA/icbS15RdhME/s72-c/If_Only_1231430717_4_2004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8030340977771546962</id><published>2009-06-24T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:49:45.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce este prietenia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SkKd2xTQA4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/rcv6x6Q4G7Q/s1600-h/Friendship_is___by_Bunnis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SkKd2xTQA4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/rcv6x6Q4G7Q/s400/Friendship_is___by_Bunnis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351012871542145922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Prietenia este un trandafir sau un ghimpe? Este dragoste sau ura? Este prietenia un lucru despre care ar trebui sa vorbim atat de des? Stim sa ne apreciem prietenii la adevarata lor valoare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prietenia este un cuvant simplu si totusi este foarte greu de explicat ce inseamna. Fiecare are o definitie proprie a prieteniei. Pentru mine prietenia inseamna TOTUL : fericire, tristete, lacrimi, zambete, imbratisari, sentimente, ganduri, iubire. Prietenii sunt oamenii in care pot avea incredere si pentru ei as trece si prin foc daca ar fi nevoie. Nu pot sa spun ca am multi prieteni, dar sunt putini cei pe care chiar isi merita titlul de "prieten adevarat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fiecare dintre noi vrem sa impartasim anumite sentimente, ganduri si trairi unei persoane apropiate. Fiecare dintre noi vrem sa fim iubiti si sa oferim, la randul nostru, iubire. Cred ca e cel mai placut sentiment atunci cand vezi ca prietenii nostri se bucura pentru realizarile noastre, atunci cand realizezi ca timpul trece si flacara prieteniei este inca puternica dar si atunci cand respectul si increderea stau la baza fiecarei prietenii 'construite'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prietenia se poate lega in orice circumstante; atunci cand nici nu te astepti poti castiga un adevarat prieten care va fi langa tine atunci cand nici nu te astepti. Firul prieteniei insa e fragil si se poate rupe intr-o clipa si poti pierde tot ce ai acumulat intr-o perioada indelungata de timp. Am auzit odata o vorba : "Dragostea si prietenia nu mor niciodata." Da.. poate este adevarat dar odata ce prietenia si dragostea dintre doua persoane dispar cu greu se pot lega la loc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prietenia este usor de inteles daca sti sa iubesti si sa oferi iubire oamenilor care au nevoie de tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8030340977771546962?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8030340977771546962/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/06/ce-este-prietenia.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8030340977771546962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8030340977771546962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/06/ce-este-prietenia.html' title='Ce este prietenia?'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SkKd2xTQA4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/rcv6x6Q4G7Q/s72-c/Friendship_is___by_Bunnis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-9148360818686041108</id><published>2009-06-23T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:42:04.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ploaia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ploua. Ploua torential de ieri seara si nici pana acum nu s-a oprit. Trecuse mult timp decat n-am mai alergat prin ploaie si demult nu mai simtisem cum stropii de ploaie imi alunecau prin par. Orasul era pustiu si rar se zareau cativa oameni, dezorientati ca si mine, cautand un loc unde sa se adaposteasca de imbratisarile picaturilor reci ale ploii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ploaia a fost si va ramane pentru oameni un mare mister, limbajul ei fiind de neinteles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SkCs-TO8FrI/AAAAAAAAAeY/iWN5QhO8XqY/s1600-h/Rain_by_kkristen101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SkCs-TO8FrI/AAAAAAAAAeY/iWN5QhO8XqY/s320/Rain_by_kkristen101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350466543630948018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Si acum .. picaturile imi bat cu putere in geam, rar se mai zareste cate un fulger care lumineaza si despica cerul in doua. E doar o furtuna .. o furtuna de vara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am momente cand vremea de afara se aseamana cu tot ce e in sufletul meu .. dar ca o orice furtuna .. e trecatoare.&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/1990301587425012112-9148360818686041108?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/9148360818686041108/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/06/ploaia.html#comment-form' title='133 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/9148360818686041108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/9148360818686041108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/06/ploaia.html' title='Ploaia.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SkCs-TO8FrI/AAAAAAAAAeY/iWN5QhO8XqY/s72-c/Rain_by_kkristen101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>133</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8317103643788768504</id><published>2009-06-12T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:32:02.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un nou sfarsit ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.. si totodata un nou inceput ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SjJmgmtKQyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/H06oFrUbUWY/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SjJmgmtKQyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/H06oFrUbUWY/s400/Picture+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346448417974010658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;S-a scurs jumatate din viata de liceu, s-au scurs jumatate din anii de aur ai fiecarui om si totodata azi a fost ultima zi petrecuta alaturi de colegii mei. In acesti doi ani, s-au legat multe prietenii care sunt sigura ca o sa tina mult timp de acum incolo.&lt;br /&gt;Desi n-am fost niciodata colectivul perfect, ne-am obisnuit unii cu altii, stim cum gandim si lasand la o parte invidia, barfele si incidentele neplacute, au fost momente in care am stiut sa fim uniti  si sa ne aparam clasa in fata tuturor profesorilor si chiar si in fata altor clase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Am stiut sa fim uniti in momentele in care ne doream sa chiulim, in momentele de fericire dar si  in momentele de tristete cand unul dintre noi a avut nevoie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;de sprijinul clasei mai mult ca oricand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Desi in urmatorii ani nu o sa mai fim in formula in care am fost pana acum, scoala si culoarele scolii ne apartin.. asa cum ne-au apartinut si pana acum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Asa cum sunteti.. cu bune si cu rele .. o sa-mi fie dor de voi !!&lt;/span&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/1990301587425012112-8317103643788768504?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8317103643788768504/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacanta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8317103643788768504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8317103643788768504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacanta.html' title='Un nou sfarsit ..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SjJmgmtKQyI/AAAAAAAAAeI/H06oFrUbUWY/s72-c/Picture+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6983865720986611229</id><published>2009-06-04T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:52:26.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Far away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SigXNtAcK8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/nvLEH3DIqcA/s1600-h/Outcast_by_RidgeviewxKid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SigXNtAcK8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/nvLEH3DIqcA/s320/Outcast_by_RidgeviewxKid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343546482062273474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demult nu mi-am mai dorit atat de tare sa scap de agitatia orasului .. si sa plec.. departe .. undeva unde sa simt cu adevarat ce inseamna sa fi un om liber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simt cum ma sufoc. Simt cum o gramada de ganduri imi inunda mintea. Simt cum oamenii au devenit toti mai nepasatori cu tot ceea ce se intampla in jurul lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vreau sa simt fiecare adiere de vant in parul meu, iar briza marii sa-mi mangaie trupul. Vreau sa alerg pe nisipul ars de soare, iar valurile marii sa ma loveasca pe picioare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vreau sa cred ca toate astea nu e doar un vis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dar azi s-a sfarsit. Iar maine o sa fie din nou o noua zi. Si tot asa .. mii de zile or sa treaca pe langa noi fara sa ne dam seama. &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/1990301587425012112-6983865720986611229?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6983865720986611229/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/06/far-away.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6983865720986611229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6983865720986611229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/06/far-away.html' title='Far away'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SigXNtAcK8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/nvLEH3DIqcA/s72-c/Outcast_by_RidgeviewxKid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6964175051562818015</id><published>2009-05-25T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T09:27:24.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/me%20to%20you%20bear" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb218/kowfies/4f68b3e2.gif" alt="me to you bear Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;De azi am inceput sa scriu pe &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://prieteniapeblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;blogul prietenei&lt;/a&gt; in parteneriat cu &lt;a href="http://djalexsto.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alex&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katu&lt;/a&gt;. E un blog dedicat prieteniei iar posturile noastre legate de acest subiect le puteti gasi acolo.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-6964175051562818015?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6964175051562818015/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6964175051562818015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6964175051562818015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-forever.html' title='Friends Forever'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-5854527172081425986</id><published>2009-05-14T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:22:11.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fara titlu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Sg0mK9IZeyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/7IGx74pGyAQ/s1600-h/54022501d8d14a74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Sg0mK9IZeyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/7IGx74pGyAQ/s400/54022501d8d14a74.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335963103154240290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daca m-ar intreba cineva ce urasc cel mai mult si cel mai mult pe lumea asta as spune neputinta. Faptul ca nu pot sa fac nimic ca sa ajut ma face sa ma simt inutila. Faptul ca imi pierd cuvintele si nu pot sa readuc o macar un  zambet pe fata prietenilor mei, ma face sa ma simt foarte aiurea. Imi pare rau ca nu pot sa fiu langa persoanele la care tin si care chiar au nevoie de o imbratisare, de o vorba calda sau care au nevoie sa-i asculti si sa-i intelegi. Mi-as dori sa le fiu alaturi .. indiferent de situatie; sa radem atunci cand suntem fericiti sau sa plangem atunci cand simtim ca pamantul ne fuge de sub picioare.&lt;br /&gt;Totodata .. distanta .. pentru mine reprezinta unul dintre cei mai mari "dusmani" ai mei. Distanta te impiedica sa le fi alaturi. Nu poti sa fi acolo sa-i ti strans in brate si ei sa-ti planga pe umar si fara sa-i critici, incerci sa-i linistesti si sa le spui ca totul o sa fie mult mai bine decat acum, ca timpul le rezolva pe toate.&lt;br /&gt;Orele vorbite la telefon sau pe messenger au si ele un efect dar nu prea mare. Sau are. Depinde de cazuri.&lt;br /&gt;Stii ca in spatele unui monitor sau prin simpla apelare a unui numar de telefon gasesti pe cineva care e gata intotdeauna sa te asculte, sa te sprijine si sa incerce sa te ajute atat cum poate.&lt;br /&gt;Metodele astea le folosesc si eu cand simt ca trebuia sa vorbesc cu cineva care e la mare distanta de mine si totodata, cei care au nevoie de mine stiu intotdeauna unde sa ma gaseasca fara sa-mi pese daca e zi sau noapte, daca sunt ocupata sau nu sunt intr-o dispozitie buna. Pe primul loc, vor ramane intotdeauna prietenii mei .. si apoi eu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-5854527172081425986?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/5854527172081425986/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/05/fara-titlu.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5854527172081425986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5854527172081425986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/05/fara-titlu.html' title='Fara titlu.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Sg0mK9IZeyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/7IGx74pGyAQ/s72-c/54022501d8d14a74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3699946851465695476</id><published>2009-05-10T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:55:14.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mii de cuvinte</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strange-ma-n brate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te rog nu imi spune ramas bun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu stii fara tine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sunt ca o floare fara parfum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu vorbi la timpul trecut,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot face nimic sa te uit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-ar durea prea mult..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SgbIDBdNqdI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3Cxm-hV25PM/s1600-h/I_Miss_You_by_hamkahatta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SgbIDBdNqdI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3Cxm-hV25PM/s400/I_Miss_You_by_hamkahatta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334170762923059666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu mii de cuvinte tin timpul in loc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am multe amintiri dar n-am vise deloc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si norii se aduna dar nu vor sa stinga,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un suflet ce arde si inca suspina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strange-ma-n brate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu spune adio inca nu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai lasa-mi iubirea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macar un minut si apoi te du'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fara tine sunt la timpul trecut,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot face nimic sa te uit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-ar durea prea mult..&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/1990301587425012112-3699946851465695476?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3699946851465695476/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/05/mii-de-cuvinte.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3699946851465695476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3699946851465695476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/05/mii-de-cuvinte.html' title='Mii de cuvinte'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SgbIDBdNqdI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3Cxm-hV25PM/s72-c/I_Miss_You_by_hamkahatta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8607570568336597501</id><published>2009-05-04T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T12:10:08.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 ani .. infinit !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La..la..la.. a mai trecut un an. Nu-mi place ca trece timpul atat de repede. Astazi.. am realizat ca intradevar m-am schimbat. Oricat as incerca nu mai pot sa fiu un copil. Am inceput sa vad altfel viata, sa vad altfel lucrurile si deja incep sa-mi iau viata in propriile mele maini. Stiu ca nu e motiv de tristete dar nah.. ma mai apuca si pe mine. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vreau sa va multumesc tuturor pentru felictari, mesaje, telefoane, sms-uri. Pentru mine inseamna foarte mult.&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc celor care ma iubesc si ma accepta asa cum sunt.&lt;br /&gt;Va iubesc !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Nu prea imi gasesc cuvintele acum.. si sa nu uit de unul din prietenii mei dragi:  La multi ani, Skipy !! Sa fii iubit, fericit si sanatos.&gt;:D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8607570568336597501?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8607570568336597501/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/05/17-ani-infinit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8607570568336597501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8607570568336597501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/05/17-ani-infinit.html' title='17 ani .. infinit !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6941763454786903140</id><published>2009-04-30T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:21:42.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bla, bla-uri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SfoLa4b_UhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/c_vDy-6RfJ0/s1600-h/centrefolds_by_pinkcookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SfoLa4b_UhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/c_vDy-6RfJ0/s320/centrefolds_by_pinkcookie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330585665400689170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A trecut atata timp de cand nu m-am mai simt atat de ciudat, si totodata atat de trista. Pare foarte aiurea.. dar nu m-am mai simtit demult atat de singura. Mi-am dat seama ca s-au adunat prea multe in sufletul meu.. si nu stiu cate o sa mai pot sa indur.&lt;br /&gt;Uneori chiar mi-as dori sa dau timpul inapoi.&lt;br /&gt;Cat mi-as dori sa fie totul ca la inceput.. dar oricat as incerca nu cred ca se va mai putea. Nimic din ce a fost, nu va mai putea fi la fel. Sunt sigura de lucrul asta.. pentru ca timpul trece.. iar asta ii schimba pe oameni. Pe altii in bine, pe altii in rau.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-mi place sa recunosc.. dar ne-am schimbat cu totii.. pana si eu.. pana si tu.&lt;br /&gt;Deodata, m-au curpins o multime de amintiri, sute de clipe ce mi-as fi dorit sa nu se termine niciodata si in plus, mi-e dor. Mi-e foarte de dor de anumite persoane pe care mi-as dori enorm de mult sa le strang acum in brate.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor de tot ce a insemnat ultimul an [si cateva luni] din viata mea si nu o sa regret, niciodata,  nimic din tot ce am simtit/trait alaturi de tine.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum, cuvintele astea stiu ca nu isi au rostul acum. Poate o sa regret  multe lucruri pe care le-am facut, dar in clipa de fata chiar nu-mi pasa. Nu-mi mai pasa de absolut nimic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-6941763454786903140?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6941763454786903140/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/bla-bla-uri.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6941763454786903140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6941763454786903140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/bla-bla-uri.html' title='Bla, bla-uri'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SfoLa4b_UhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/c_vDy-6RfJ0/s72-c/centrefolds_by_pinkcookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8918454496818485598</id><published>2009-04-25T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:58:37.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prietenia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SfNdSU1ll_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/1okIKE-XzAI/s1600-h/701188147img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SfNdSU1ll_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/1okIKE-XzAI/s320/701188147img.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328705353521928178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Prietenia e lucrul cel mai greu de explicat. Nu este ceva ce se poate invata la scoala. Dar daca nu ai invatat ce inseamna prietenia inseamna ca nu ai invatat nimic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prietenii mei .. sunt cei de care nu o sa ma satur niciodata, pe care nu o sa incetez niciodata sa-i iubesc si sa le ofer iubire; nu o sa ma satur niciodata sa-i tin strans in brate sau sa-i alint atunci cand au nevoie de o vorba dulce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uneori, simt ca fara ei nu as avea niciun rost pe lumea asta. E adevarat ca, intotdeauna, mi-a fost greu sa-mi dau seama cine imi e cu adevarat prieten, cine ma intelege si cine nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am inteles, cu timpul, ca ei sunt singurii care te accepta asa cum esti, accepta felul in care gandesti. Imi place sa cred ca prieteniile adevarate dureaza pentru totdeauna.. desi stiu ca ma insel.. asta pentru ca multi dintre cei pe care ii consideram prieteni adevarati .. fie am rupt legatura din diverse motive, fie s-au dovedit niste persoane mizerabile din toate punctele de vedere. Prietenii adevarati se vad doar atunci cand ai nevoie de cineva, cand ai probleme si stii ca te poti baza pe ai ori de cate ori ai nevoie.&lt;br /&gt;Prietenia este ceva fragil si totodata ceva foate puternic. Prietenia se poate lega intr-un an, doi, trei.. insa firul ei se poate rupe intr-o singura clipa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Omul care are prieteni si mai ales, stie sa si-i pastreze langa el .. acela este cel mai fericit om din lume !!&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/1990301587425012112-8918454496818485598?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8918454496818485598/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/prietenia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8918454496818485598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8918454496818485598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/prietenia.html' title='Prietenia.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SfNdSU1ll_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/1okIKE-XzAI/s72-c/701188147img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-2318717079005641690</id><published>2009-04-18T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:51:00.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paste Fericit !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SejeKWl32RI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Jr5inqzZKqk/s1600-h/oo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SejeKWl32RI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Jr5inqzZKqk/s400/oo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325750828810098962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="text_normal"&gt;Bucuria vine din lucruri marunte, linistea vine din suflet, lumina vine din inima fiecaruia! Va urez tuturor un &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PASTE FERICIT&lt;/span&gt; alaturi de cei dragi !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-2318717079005641690?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/2318717079005641690/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/paste-fericit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2318717079005641690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2318717079005641690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/paste-fericit.html' title='Paste Fericit !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SejeKWl32RI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Jr5inqzZKqk/s72-c/oo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-7817500912899327010</id><published>2009-04-17T04:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T05:11:29.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa.</title><content type='html'>Am primit leapsa de la &lt;a href="http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katu&lt;/a&gt; . Deci .. sa incepem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Task:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Choose a singer/band/group.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer using ONLY titles of songs by that singer/band/group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BACKSTREET BOYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SehvxGiStII/AAAAAAAAAas/UsW8NBcZQkk/s1600-h/Backstreet-Boys-jv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SehvxGiStII/AAAAAAAAAas/UsW8NBcZQkk/s400/Backstreet-Boys-jv01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325629448724329602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Beautiful woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Describe yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;One in a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do people feel when they’re around you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;My heart stays with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How would you describe your previous relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Describe your current relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I`ll never find someone like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where would you want to be now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(In a)&lt;/span&gt; Downpour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How do you feel about love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;10,000 promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What’s your life like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I`ll never break your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What would you ask for if you had only one wish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I wanna be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say something wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Quit playing games with my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dau mai departe .. hmm .. lui &lt;a href="http://sylvercheetah53.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sylv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1990301587425012112-7817500912899327010?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/7817500912899327010/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/leapsa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7817500912899327010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7817500912899327010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SehvxGiStII/AAAAAAAAAas/UsW8NBcZQkk/s72-c/Backstreet-Boys-jv01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-2177170096171158598</id><published>2009-04-14T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T04:57:37.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" STII, CU BANI TOTUL ESTE POSIBIL. "</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Nu, nu-i adevarat, zise ea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Orice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Fals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Totul poate fi cumparat. Orice si oricine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- O, exclama Joan protocolara si nonsalanta. Presupun ca si oamenii pot fi cumparati, nu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Desigur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Ai cumparat oameni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- In afaceri, da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Dar in dragoste? intreba ea.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El s-a gandit putin.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nu inca.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Deci asa. Nu poti cumpara iubire.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stiu eu, pentru un pret bun..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jack Engelhad-Propunere indecenta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SeXHCGIJ25I/AAAAAAAAAac/A0_7Ft7nf4o/s1600-h/True_Love_and_Money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SeXHCGIJ25I/AAAAAAAAAac/A0_7Ft7nf4o/s400/True_Love_and_Money.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324880973253958546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa incepe cartea pe care acum cateva zile am inceput s-o citesc. Poate ar trebui sa ne gandim ca in ziua de azi, nu banii fac totul. Banii.. au devenit subiectul de zi cu zi al oamenilor. Sunt oameni care dau iubirea pentru bani, oameni care considera ca fericirea lor consta intr-o bacnota, oameni care prefera sa se vanda cu trup si suflet pentru niste hartii care a doua zi poti sa le pierzi, oameni cu o influenta deosebit de mare care pot cumpara orice.&lt;br /&gt;Sa fiu sincera, mi-e scarba de oamenii care considera ca banii sunt mult mai importanti ca iubirea, ca familia, ca prietenii.&lt;br /&gt;Ar trebui sa ne gandim ca atunci cand nu avem niciun leu in buzunar, n-are trebui sa fim tristi ci din contra, deoarece ii avem langa noi pe cei care ne iubesc si ne sunt alaturi indiferent de situatie.. si atunci stim sigur ca nu sunt langa noi doar din interes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-2177170096171158598?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/2177170096171158598/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/stii-cu-bani-totul-este-posibil.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2177170096171158598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2177170096171158598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/stii-cu-bani-totul-este-posibil.html' title='&quot; STII, CU BANI TOTUL ESTE POSIBIL. &quot;'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SeXHCGIJ25I/AAAAAAAAAac/A0_7Ft7nf4o/s72-c/True_Love_and_Money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4657414757601790216</id><published>2009-04-06T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:39:12.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In miez de noapte..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SdkRYumEbsI/AAAAAAAAAaA/MfaUN0minU0/s1600-h/blue_skies_and_paper_airplanes_by_curlytops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SdkRYumEbsI/AAAAAAAAAaA/MfaUN0minU0/s320/blue_skies_and_paper_airplanes_by_curlytops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321303551237189314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cateodata, stau si ma intreb cati dintre cei pe care ii consider prietenii mei chiar imi sunt prieteni? Oare chiar merita titlul de "prieteni" ? Oare cati dintre ei ma asculta cu atentie atunci simt nevoia sa spun ceva ? Oare cati dintre ei se bucura pentru mine atunci cand sunt fericita ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cateodata, pur si simplu, imi vine sa las totul balta. Multi dintre voi m-ati dezamagit atunci cand poate nici nu ma asteptam si m-ati facut sa nu mai am incredere in voi .. si in oameni, in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atunci cand aveati probleme si aveati nevoie de un sfat sau de o vorba buna .. intotdeauna v-am ajutat cu ce am putut si v-am fost alaturi indiferent de situatie.&lt;br /&gt;Dar pe mine cine ma ajuta ? Cine imi sterge lacrimile de pe obraz ? Cine ma strange in brate si-mi spune ca totul va fi bine ? Poate m-am mirat .. dar mi-au fost alaturi persoane la care nici nu ma asteptam si mi-au deschis ochii in multe privinte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atunci cand va e bine .. putin va pasa de cei din jurul vostru .. pentru ca voi nu va cunoasteti decat propriul interes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-4657414757601790216?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4657414757601790216/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-miez-de-noapte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4657414757601790216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4657414757601790216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-miez-de-noapte.html' title='In miez de noapte..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SdkRYumEbsI/AAAAAAAAAaA/MfaUN0minU0/s72-c/blue_skies_and_paper_airplanes_by_curlytops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3901350980317973665</id><published>2009-04-06T00:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:47:15.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Multi Ani, mami !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Sdmze2ZZYPI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2ZM2P2fOsSQ/s1600-h/74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Sdmze2ZZYPI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2ZM2P2fOsSQ/s400/74.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321481777294434546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sunt mai cu motz si am doua mamici.. si culmea.. amandoua nascute in aceasi zi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;La Multi Ani, mami !! Sa fii fericita, sanatoasa si sa te bucuri de fiecare moment al vietii si iti promit ca nu o sa te dezamagesc niciodata !! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;La Multi Ani, Katutzu' meu !! Iti doresc ca de ziua ta sa ti se indeplineasca toate dorintele, sa fi iubita si sa te bucuri de cei pe care ii iubesti !! :*&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/1990301587425012112-3901350980317973665?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3901350980317973665/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-multi-ani-mami.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3901350980317973665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3901350980317973665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-multi-ani-mami.html' title='La Multi Ani, mami !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/Sdmze2ZZYPI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2ZM2P2fOsSQ/s72-c/74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6304172542758429462</id><published>2009-03-22T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:39:06.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urasc</title><content type='html'>Imi vine sa urlu. Urasc sa fiu bolnava. Simt nevoia sa ies, sa ma plimb, sa vad oameni noi. M-am saturat sa stau inchisa in casa. O sa prind radacini aici. Pare ciudat.. dar parca as prefera sa stau la scoala decat in starea asta. Asa greu trece timpul.&lt;br /&gt;Ma intreb.. de ce scriu prostia asta de post, care n-are niciun sens? Eh.. probabil din lipsa de ocupatie.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum.. m-am plictisit si de bantuit pe blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah si inca ceva: merci Mihai pentru vizite :* .. si merci Alex pentru concerte. Stii tu.. sunt sub tratament cu concertele astea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-6304172542758429462?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6304172542758429462/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/03/urasc.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6304172542758429462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6304172542758429462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/03/urasc.html' title='Urasc'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3361488224333433803</id><published>2009-03-21T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:20:37.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad Paisley &amp; Allison Krauss - Whiskey Lullaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IEjbKPzNmnA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IEjbKPzNmnA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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;br /&gt;She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette&lt;br /&gt;She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget&lt;br /&gt;We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time&lt;br /&gt;But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind&lt;br /&gt;Until the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger&lt;br /&gt;And finally drank away her memory&lt;br /&gt;Life is short but this time it was bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than the strength he had to get up off his knees&lt;br /&gt;We found him with his face down in the pillow&lt;br /&gt;With a note that said I'll love her till I die&lt;br /&gt;And when we buried him beneath the willow&lt;br /&gt;The angels sang a whiskey lullaby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself&lt;br /&gt;For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath&lt;br /&gt;She finally drank her pain away a little at a time&lt;br /&gt;But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind&lt;br /&gt;Until the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger&lt;br /&gt;And finally drank away his memory&lt;br /&gt;Life is short but this time it was bigger&lt;br /&gt;Than the strength she had to get up off her knees&lt;br /&gt;We found her with her face down in the pillow&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to his picture for dear life&lt;br /&gt;We laid her next to him beneath the willow&lt;br /&gt;While the angels sang a whïskey lullaby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-3361488224333433803?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3361488224333433803/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/03/brad-paisley-allison-krauss-whiskey.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3361488224333433803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3361488224333433803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/03/brad-paisley-allison-krauss-whiskey.html' title='Brad Paisley &amp; Allison Krauss - Whiskey Lullaby'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4232963728262166556</id><published>2009-02-18T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:03:53.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ea inca te iubeste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SZ2rQmGxaaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/G7UlGWv4kAM/s1600-h/Afternoon_Day_by_vachi_bumbernickle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SZ2rQmGxaaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/G7UlGWv4kAM/s320/Afternoon_Day_by_vachi_bumbernickle.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304584237707520418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nu e ceea ce pare.. chiar daca uneori fac lucruri pe care nici eu nu le inteleg. Stii .. nu te-am mintit niciodata cand a venit vorba de tine.. de mine.. de noi. De ce te-as minti acum? Ce as avea de castigat? Nimic. De fapt.. e chiar foarte simplu.. in doua secunde.. as pierde tot. As pierde lucruri marunte dupa care tanjesc. Lucruri care ma bucura, care ma fac sa plutesc in aer; lucruri care mi-ar lipsi daca nu te-as mai avea in viata mea. Nu-mi pasa ce cred altii.. imi pasa doar de noi.&lt;br /&gt;Stiu. M-am schimbat dar asta nu inseamna ca e totul pierdut. N-am vrut sa ajungi la concluzia asta. N-am vrut sa crezi ca nu-mi mai pasa de tine, de noi si de tot ceea ce a fost pana acum. N-am vrut sa crezi ca nu te mai iubesc atat de mult ca la inceput.&lt;br /&gt;Tu stii prea bine ca esti omul de care am cea mai mare nevoie.. si poate nu ma pricep sa demonstrez asta dar stiu cum sa te tin langa mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simt ca am totul. Nu-mi lipseste nimic. Toate sunt la locul lor.. inclusiv tu. Esti acolo .. in inima mea si nimeni nu te va da la o parte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asculta. Suna telefonul. Raspund si o voce blanda imi spune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Chiar daca tu nu o sa ma mai iubesti .. eu tot am sa te iubesc. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-4232963728262166556?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4232963728262166556/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/02/ea-inca-te-iubeste.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4232963728262166556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4232963728262166556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/02/ea-inca-te-iubeste.html' title='Ea inca te iubeste'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SZ2rQmGxaaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/G7UlGWv4kAM/s72-c/Afternoon_Day_by_vachi_bumbernickle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-1511715344887481509</id><published>2009-02-15T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:43:47.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Illusionist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SZh2QMZHclI/AAAAAAAAAYo/m6LWlfpbTrk/s1600-h/getimg.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 381px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SZh2QMZHclI/AAAAAAAAAYo/m6LWlfpbTrk/s400/getimg.php" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303118581805314642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am vazut astazi un film care m-a impresionat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Illusionist"&lt;/span&gt; sau &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Iluzionistul"&lt;/span&gt; este un film care se bazeaza pe un mister care combina iubirea, politica, magia si romantismul. Acest film dovedeste inca o data ca iubirea invinge in orice situatie.&lt;br /&gt;Un iluzionist, pe nume, Eisenheim incearca sa se joace cu natura dupa bunul plac.. readucand la viata pentru cateva momente oameni care au trecut in lumea celor nevazuti. Acesta incalca legile naturii chiar in fata publicului care ramane de fiecare data ingrozit.&lt;br /&gt;Odata ce Eisenheim isi dezvaluie puterile supranaturale in Viena, acest lucru ajung la urechile celui mai puternic om din Europa la vremea actuala: printul Leopold care avea sa devina in curand rege.&lt;br /&gt;Principalul rol feminin ii revine actritei Jessica Biel care o interpreteaza pe Ducesa Sophie von Teschen. Ducesa isi aminteste de Eisenheim din copilarie cand acestia traisera o idila. Eisenheim o reintalneste cand aceasta era logodita cu Printul Leopold.. un print care era suspectat de moartea unei femei.&lt;br /&gt;Printul ii cere comisarului de politie Uhl sa dovedeasca intregii lumi ca  Eisenheim nu e decat un sarlatan care nu face altceva decat sa insele lumea prin trucurile sale.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca Ducesa sa scape de print si pentru as petrece viata alaturi de cel pe care il iubeste, isi insceneaza moartea. Toate indicille mortii sale la inceput sunt neclare dar incetul cu incetul toate indiciile arata ca printul mostenitor ar fi omoratat-o in clipa in care aceasta i-a spus ca il paraseste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SpIK6eqop18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SpIK6eqop18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/1990301587425012112-1511715344887481509?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/1511715344887481509/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/02/illusionist.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1511715344887481509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1511715344887481509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/02/illusionist.html' title='The Illusionist'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SZh2QMZHclI/AAAAAAAAAYo/m6LWlfpbTrk/s72-c/getimg.php' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4861378897884764149</id><published>2009-02-14T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:50:32.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine`s Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SZchJwHE_jI/AAAAAAAAAYg/rfwCguGRjKc/s1600-h/Love_Is____by_circle__of__fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SZchJwHE_jI/AAAAAAAAAYg/rfwCguGRjKc/s400/Love_Is____by_circle__of__fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302743537669176882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine`s Day.. asa numita zi a Indragostitilor. O zi dedicata tuturor celor care iubesc si sunt iubiti. O zi in care toate cuplurile isi petrec, impreuna, aceasta zi aratandu-si dragostea unul fata de celalalt.&lt;br /&gt;Cand auziti de 14 Februarie cu totii va ganditi la cei pe care ii iubiti,  la cadouri, la inimioare si tot ce inseamna luna iubirii.&lt;br /&gt;Din momentul in care noi, romanii, am "furat" aceasta zi de la americani, practic am uitat ca si noi avem o zi a Indragostitilor si anume "Dragobetele" (24 Februarie).&lt;br /&gt;Sincera sa fiu .. n-am auzit sa se faca atata tam-tam pentru Dragobete cat se face pentru Valentine`s Day. Cand zic tam-tam ma refer la umblat dupa cadouri, diferite show-uri prin orase/mall-uri sau la tv.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt de parere ca dragostea fata de persoana iubita se arata in fiecare zi sau atunci cand simti ca e momentul.&lt;br /&gt;Poate vi se pare ca sunt pornita impotriva acestei zile.. dar n-as putea zice chestia asta. Pentru ca si eu mi-am petrecut ziua cu persoana iubita, am facut cadouri si chestii de genul. Doar ca nu suport oamenii care n-au habar ce inseamna cuvantul "dragoste" sau oamenii care arunca cu "te iubesc" in stanga si-n dreapta fara niciun sens. Am auzit destule replici de genul: "Vine Valentine`s Day.. trebuie sa-mi gasesc si eu prieten/a pana atunci.. macar de forma" si cand vine ziua de 14 i se adreseaza cu "te iubesc" si alte dulcegarii. Exista probabilitatea sa  ajungi sa tii la acea persoana dar de la a tine pana la a iubi e cale lunga.&lt;br /&gt;Si de incheiere sa va spun si voua intrebarea care ma macina? Ok. Am inteles cine e Sf. Valentin.. dar de ce trebuie sa-l sarbatorim si noi daca nici macar nu exista in calendar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-4861378897884764149?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4861378897884764149/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4861378897884764149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4861378897884764149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine`s Day'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SZchJwHE_jI/AAAAAAAAAYg/rfwCguGRjKc/s72-c/Love_Is____by_circle__of__fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-5811408219460445943</id><published>2009-01-30T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T06:35:57.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends (part. 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Astazi, mergeam pe strada si ma gandeam ca am ajuns sa-mi numar prietenii pe degete. Ce sa insemne asta? Nu stiu .. si aici nu ma refer si la prietenii pe care i-am cunoscut prin intermediul internetului ci doar la prietenii de zi cu zi. Dar de fapt.. e mai bine. Asa stiu cine e alaturi de mine. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totusi .. ei sunt o parte din prietenii la care tin cel mai mult:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O sa incep, evident, cu my best friend de aproape 3 ani si jumatate: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andreea&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNjfHW4KYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/IssnDrbcwYE/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNjfHW4KYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/IssnDrbcwYE/s400/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297186972919933314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Lore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; .. hmm.. poate nu mai vorbim noi la fel de mult ca inainte dar amandoua stim ca atunci cand avem de nevoie de un sfat stim unde sa apelam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNjI_jnItI/AAAAAAAAAXI/4KTwL6fykE0/s1600-h/IMGP1954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNjI_jnItI/AAAAAAAAAXI/4KTwL6fykE0/s400/IMGP1954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297186592868737746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Teodor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; .. imi este atat coleg, cat si prieten foarte bun. De la o vreme suntem foarte apropiati .. ceea ce e foarte ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNkbjNvauI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GpnIyDQsSFk/s1600-h/IMG_3098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNkbjNvauI/AAAAAAAAAXY/GpnIyDQsSFk/s400/IMG_3098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297188011189955298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ionutz(stanga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; .. omul care inveseleste pe toata lumea .. si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Teo(dreapta),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; omul care imi vorbeste intr-una de "WoW" dar lasand asta la o parte este un baiat de treaba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNlD1lrPtI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1rrwVQKxqA0/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNlD1lrPtI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1rrwVQKxqA0/s400/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297188703316950738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alexandra&lt;/span&gt; .. dilia mea narcisista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYRfba3aL_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/AhFa7jfk8fE/s1600-h/DSC00043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYRfba3aL_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/AhFa7jfk8fE/s400/DSC00043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297463986367377394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pam-pam.. si cel din urma(special e pus la urma) care nu cred ca mai are rost de vreun comentariu: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mihai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNrDw4RhmI/AAAAAAAAAYA/yyUmglMDLCc/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNrDw4RhmI/AAAAAAAAAYA/yyUmglMDLCc/s400/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297195299122546274" border="0" /&gt;&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/1990301587425012112-5811408219460445943?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/5811408219460445943/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/01/friends-part-1_30.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5811408219460445943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5811408219460445943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/01/friends-part-1_30.html' title='Friends (part. 1)'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SYNjfHW4KYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/IssnDrbcwYE/s72-c/Picture+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4692090589231324602</id><published>2009-01-12T10:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:17:30.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in paradise</title><content type='html'>Phil Collins - Another day in paradise &lt;a href="http://useful.ro" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/8.gif" align="middle" border="0" align="middle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://useful.ro" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/8.gif" align="middle" border="0" align="middle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ftlYLcEW_I4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ftlYLcEW_I4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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/1990301587425012112-4692090589231324602?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4692090589231324602/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/01/cant-stop-loving-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4692090589231324602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4692090589231324602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2009/01/cant-stop-loving-you.html' title='Another day in paradise'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-5470416260318873800</id><published>2008-12-30T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:29:52.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVpMbO9WKEI/AAAAAAAAAWE/h4yr9cViSGs/s1600-h/firework3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVpMbO9WKEI/AAAAAAAAAWE/h4yr9cViSGs/s400/firework3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285621143428278338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pentru ca maine imi iau zborul spre munte si nu o sa pot sa stau la calculator .. va urez de azi sa aveti parte de un an nou mult mai bun decat cel care in curand se va sfarsi, mai prosper si sa va aduca multa sanatate, noroc si dragoste alaturi de cei dragi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA Multi Ani !!&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/1990301587425012112-5470416260318873800?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/5470416260318873800/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5470416260318873800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5470416260318873800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVpMbO9WKEI/AAAAAAAAAWE/h4yr9cViSGs/s72-c/firework3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6932591325884145891</id><published>2008-12-24T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:46:04.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craciun Fericit !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVE0Xg6Wg2I/AAAAAAAAAV8/oHEPxXRFxa8/s1600-h/e2656fe45feb898530a2e067b3fd32a2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 516px; height: 342px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVE0Xg6Wg2I/AAAAAAAAAV8/oHEPxXRFxa8/s400/e2656fe45feb898530a2e067b3fd32a2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283061416458617698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Craciunul este momentul in care trebuie sa uitam de griji, de suparari, sa iertam si sa iubim si sa ne amintim ca niciodata nu suntem singuri. De aceea va urez si eu, la toti, ca Sfintele Sarbatori sa va aduca multe bucurii, noroc si multe, multe surprize. Craciun Fericit alaturi de cei dragi !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="41"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed/flash.php?type=audio&amp;amp;hash=f2dae4c36579b3&amp;amp;userid=sor_23&amp;amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed/flash.php?type=audio&amp;amp;hash=f2dae4c36579b3&amp;amp;userid=sor_23&amp;amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="41"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Shakin' Stevens-Merry Christmas Everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-6932591325884145891?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6932591325884145891/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/craciun-fericit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6932591325884145891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6932591325884145891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/craciun-fericit.html' title='Craciun Fericit !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVE0Xg6Wg2I/AAAAAAAAAV8/oHEPxXRFxa8/s72-c/e2656fe45feb898530a2e067b3fd32a2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4881291994644510687</id><published>2008-12-20T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T04:55:17.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert cu peripetii.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVDfbJnJRoI/AAAAAAAAAVk/MS6B6MYKVXA/s1600-h/IMG_2924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVDfbJnJRoI/AAAAAAAAAVk/MS6B6MYKVXA/s320/IMG_2924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282968020435158658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeeeeey !! Am ajuns in sfarsit la unul dintre concertele de Craciun ale lui Stefan Banica Jr. de la Sala Palatului, Bucuresti. A fost foarte tare dar mai bine sa incepem cu inceputul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu stiu cum se face (adica stiu.. doar traim in Romania) ca plecam cu 3 ore inainte de concert din Ploiesti si sa incepi sa-ti faci griji ca nu ajungi la concert. Cauza? Pai e foarte simpla. La intrarea in Bucuresti era, pur si simplu, un dezastru. Avansai atat de greu incat am stat o ora ca sa traversezi un pod. Tin sa mentionez ca era deja ceasul 19:00. La traversarea podului al doilea, am trecut pe sub el pentru ca altfel mai statam acolo inca o ora. In sfarsit, am reusit sa trecem de toata nebunia asta si am ajuns in centrul orasului. Eh.. acolo cat de cat nu era chiar aglomerat. In schimb, am inceput sa cautam de zor loc de parcare. Cred ca ne-am invartit in jurul Salii Palatului de vreo doua ori. Apoi, am mers pe o alta strada si am avut noroc cu o tanti care tocmai elibera un loc de parcare. (Saru`mana tanti !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ora 19:40. Intram in Sala Palatului. Si incepem sa cautam sectorul, randul si locurile. Am luat-o si noi pe unde am nimerit si culmea.. am nimerit. Oricum spectacolul a inceput cu 10 minute mai tarziu, asa ca pentru oamenii prinsi in trafic ca noi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVDfm9UIKNI/AAAAAAAAAVs/KoknBUojlhE/s1600-h/IMG_2922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVDfm9UIKNI/AAAAAAAAAVs/KoknBUojlhE/s320/IMG_2922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282968223292598482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spectacolul a fost foarte tare. Printre putinii artisti din Romania care poate sa faca un show de milioane: cantat live, trupa de dansatori, invitati surpriza, lumini, confetii si e cel mai important, ca de fiecare data, Stefan Banica Jr., a reusit sa ridice toata sala in picioare. Sala era plina, ca in fiecare an. Erau oameni de toate varstele: de la copii pana la oameni in varsta. Sincer, nici nu mi-am dat seama cand  au trecut cele 2 ore cat a tinut spectacolul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh.. la intoarcere nu ne mai interesa daca o sa stam cu orele in trafic dar nu s-a intamplat lucrul asta si am ajuns cu bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In incheiere, nu pot sa zic decat ca-ti multumesc, Mihai. Iti multumesc pentru tot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(P.S. Bucuresti.. "te iubesc" cu tot cu traficul tau.)&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/1990301587425012112-4881291994644510687?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4881291994644510687/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/concert-cu-peripetii.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4881291994644510687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4881291994644510687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/concert-cu-peripetii.html' title='Concert cu peripetii.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SVDfbJnJRoI/AAAAAAAAAVk/MS6B6MYKVXA/s72-c/IMG_2924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-2095842423539835461</id><published>2008-12-19T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T02:41:43.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacantaaa.. \:D/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SUt1TchHqjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6Sqj6IcTno4/s1600-h/christmas_wallpaper_shinyred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SUt1TchHqjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6Sqj6IcTno4/s320/christmas_wallpaper_shinyred.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281443964955109938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Freeeeeeeeedom !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A veniiiiiit vacanta mult asteptata. Bine, la mine e vacanta de demult dar ziceam, asa, oficial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://useful.ro/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://useful.ro/emot/n-gen/47.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O sa fie o vacanta in care o sa lenevesc, o sa ma distrez si o sa uit de tot ce inseamna scoala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://useful.ro/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://useful.ro/emot/n-gen/47.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Desi, stiu ca o sa treaca atat de repede incat nici nu o sa-mi dau seama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Abia am asteptat partea asta a anului, cand toata lumea se pregateste de Craciun, cand toata lumea isi impodobeste bradul, cand copiii il asteapta cu nerabdare pe Mos Craciun. Apoi, dupa toate acestea lumea se pregateste de noaptea dintre ani si o sa fie din nou nebunie prin tot orasul, ca in fiecare an cum e normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Momentan, ma lasa inspiratia si nu am prea multe de zis decat sa va distrati si sa profitati de vacanta asta ca dupa aia o sa o luam iar de la capat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-2095842423539835461?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/2095842423539835461/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/vacantaaa-d.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2095842423539835461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2095842423539835461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/vacantaaa-d.html' title='Vacantaaa.. \:D/'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SUt1TchHqjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6Sqj6IcTno4/s72-c/christmas_wallpaper_shinyred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-7767094706874649444</id><published>2008-12-11T10:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:36:18.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art of Theatre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De ceva vreme, am redescoperit arta teatrului. Din totdeauna mi-a placut teatrul dar trebuie sa recunosc ca n-am mai calcat in sala teatrului de prin clasa a 7-a .. si asta din lipsa de timp si pentru ca nu m-am mai interesat ce piese se mai joaca la Teatrul "Toma Caragiu". &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum in alte posturi, scriam despre piesele si filmele mele preferata, a venit vremea sa va pun la curent cu ultimele piese de teatru vazute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SUKl9d6QpUI/AAAAAAAAAUs/jyqPmdT0EBs/s1600-h/juan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SUKl9d6QpUI/AAAAAAAAAUs/jyqPmdT0EBs/s320/juan.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278964188651234626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In ultima zi din vacanta de vara, am fost la piesa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Don Juan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; scrisa de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;B.P Moliere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Regia artistica: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Bocsardi Laszlo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; iar in rolurile principale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Marius Stanescu si Palffy Tibor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cu toti stim ce inseamna sa fii un Don Juan in zilele noastre. Marius Stanescu reuseste sa fie genul barbatului mincinos, cinic, capapil sa "prosteasca" orice femeie ce-i iese in cale si sa se foloseasca de toti din jurul sau. Si cand spunem "toti" ne referim la femei care ii ofereau acestuia numai placeri si la barbatii care voiau sa-l slujeasca si sa-l imprumute cu bani: cum este si Dimanche (Ilie Galea) care il imprumuta cu o suma mare de bani.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marius Stanescu face pereche buna cu Palfy Tibor care il interpreteaza pe Sganarelle. Sganarelle este genul de om care incearca sa-l intoarca pe un drum bun pe stapanul sau dar acesta ramane uimit la cat de departe poate ajunge acesta cu minciunile si cu ipocrizia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mie, una, mi-a placut la nebunie piesa si cred ca merita vazuta de toata lumea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" class="btxt" &gt;&lt;span class="txt"&gt;"Eh, să nu ne gandim la relele care ne aşteaptă, ci la plăcerile de care ne putem bucura." (Moliere)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SUKqeBYdArI/AAAAAAAAAU0/kSzINowpnwI/s1600-h/joc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SUKqeBYdArI/AAAAAAAAAU0/kSzINowpnwI/s320/joc.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278969145975440050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jocul de-a vacanta"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mihail  Sebastian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regia: Lucian Sabados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coregrafia: Marcela Timiras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenografia: Ovidiu Pascal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conducerea muzicala: Viorel Gavrila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In distributie: Aurelian Temisan, Ana Maria Mirica, Mirel Maneru, Ilie Galea, Manuela Alionte Francu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Este vorba de un spectacol muzical in care niste oameni simpli, pleaca timp de o luna, la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" class="entry" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Vila Weber&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, departe de lumea orasului si se rup de orice legatura cu acesta. Insa, la pensiune ajunge Stefan (Aurelian Temisan) care taie firul de la telefon si intrerupe venirea postei la pensiune. Toate ca toate dar se pare ca Stefan, Jeff si Bogoiu descopera, in felul lor, dragostea pentru Corina, o fata simpla, frumoasa si care-i incalzeau cu vocea sa calda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Jocul de-a vacanta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in schimb se termina trist pentru ca fiecare trebuie sa se intoarca in oras si isi va relua fiecare activitatile de zi cu zi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SUKu4G-2DHI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5eblQvpPVfk/s1600-h/gaitele.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SUKu4G-2DHI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5eblQvpPVfk/s320/gaitele.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278973992201751666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gaitele"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexandru Kiritescu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regia artistica: Lucian Sabados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In distributie: Lucia Stefanescu, Raluca Zamfirescu, Carmen Ciorcila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sincer, am asteptat cu nerabdare sa vad piesa asta si asta pentru ca multa lume mi-a spus ca este foarte frumoasa si o adevarata comedie. Chiar, aseara am fost la piesa asta si mi-am facut o parere buna. Adica, multi spun ca a fost lunga si plictisitoare dar nu sunt de aceeasi parere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actiunea se desfasoara intre 3 doamne care nu fac altceva decat sa joace carti si sa barfeasca pe absolut toata lumea.&lt;br /&gt;Actiunea se schimba cand fata cea mica a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;ţ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;ţ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ei"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucia Stefanescu), Margo, se simte din ce in ce mai rau din pricina sarcinii, iar Mircea, sotul sau, este din ce in ce mai distant de sotia sa. In finalul piesei, aceasta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ajunge sa se omoare din cauza faptului ca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mircea o insela cu Vanda.&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/1990301587425012112-7767094706874649444?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/7767094706874649444/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/art-of-theatre.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7767094706874649444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7767094706874649444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/art-of-theatre.html' title='Art of Theatre'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SUKl9d6QpUI/AAAAAAAAAUs/jyqPmdT0EBs/s72-c/juan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4435005215106970548</id><published>2008-12-01T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T03:41:14.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima zi de iarna.</title><content type='html'>Eh.. a venit si 1 Decembrie. Ziua Romaniei. (Se presupune ca ar trebui sa fiu happy? Neah. No way.) Prima zi de iarna. Odata cu prima zi de iarna mi-am schimbat si skin-ul la blog si mi-am pus emoticoanele de Craciun pe mess. &lt;a href="http://useful.ro/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://useful.ro/emot/x-mass/8.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astazi, chiar n-am de gand sa fac nimic. Afara e liniste. Ceata. Pe vremea asta, n-am chef decat sa stau in casa, la caldura si sa ma uit la film/tv cu persoana draga.  Si chiar asta o sa si fac. &lt;img src="http://useful.ro/emot/x-mass/39.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pana acum, ziua a trecut fara sa-mi dau seama. Sa vedem de acum in colo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.. la multi ani, Romania !! La multi ani, tuturor !!&lt;a href="http://useful.ro/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://useful.ro/emot/x-mass/1.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-4435005215106970548?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4435005215106970548/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/prima-zi-de-iarna.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4435005215106970548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4435005215106970548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/12/prima-zi-de-iarna.html' title='Prima zi de iarna.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-5065091258878856465</id><published>2008-11-11T13:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:29:41.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friiiig.</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/_vLtAV8J61wY/SRn1FouG5PI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z4IylgAqqfk/s1600-h/wintertimebyfrauplanlosgk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SRn1FouG5PI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z4IylgAqqfk/s320/wintertimebyfrauplanlosgk3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267510716365464818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brrrrr. Acum pot sa spun, pe bune, ca a venit iarna. Daca pana ieri era soare, de azi am inceput sa fac frigul prin oras. Mereu spun ca sunt "bolnava de frig". Nu suport frigul. Urasc sa-mi inghete nasul si mainile. Desi are si iarna farmecul sau, ca orice anotimp, singurul lucru care ma dereanjeaza e gerul de afara. Sincer, cred ca mi-au inghetat neuronii de m-am apucat sa scriu despre asta. :))&lt;br /&gt;Noapte buna va doresc. :*&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/1990301587425012112-5065091258878856465?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/5065091258878856465/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/11/friiiig.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5065091258878856465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5065091258878856465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/11/friiiig.html' title='Friiiig.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SRn1FouG5PI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z4IylgAqqfk/s72-c/wintertimebyfrauplanlosgk3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-5335152757698787249</id><published>2008-10-18T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:25:38.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melodia zilei.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animal X-Nisip purtat de vant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="362"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed/flash.php?type=video&amp;amp;hash=1183b22705cf49&amp;amp;userid=banditul&amp;amp;src=hi5"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed/flash.php?type=video&amp;amp;hash=1183b22705cf49&amp;amp;userid=banditul&amp;amp;src=hi5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="362"&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/1990301587425012112-5335152757698787249?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/5335152757698787249/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/10/melodia-zilei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5335152757698787249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5335152757698787249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/10/melodia-zilei.html' title='Melodia zilei.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4912874891042159254</id><published>2008-10-15T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:21:40.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gelozia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SPY6bTS8_EI/AAAAAAAAASU/nB9v7OoHpCM/s1600-h/gelos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SPY6bTS8_EI/AAAAAAAAASU/nB9v7OoHpCM/s320/gelos.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257453855712279618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh bine da.. sunt "infectata" cu acest virus de care nu o sa pot sa scap niciodata. Stiu ca uneori gelozia poate distruge, in multe cazuri, relatii in care ai pus suflet. Si sunt constienta de lucrul asta. Desi se spune ca gelozia e un mod prin care ii demonstrezi celuilalt de langa tine cat de mult il iubesti. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiecare din noi a simtit, cel putin odata in viata, cum e sa fii cuprins de gelozie.. indiferent de motive. Si fiecare din noi reactioneaza altfel cand vine vorba de asta. De multe ori, femeia incearca sa faca orice pentru a nu-si pierde partenerul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce simt cand ma cuprinde gelozia? Pai.. furie, teama, nervi cat cuprinde, mahnire. Plus toate gandurile care imi vin prin minte: ingrijorare, invinovatire si diferite comparatii cu "principala" rivala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uneori o iau razna.. cum s-a intamplat .. acum de curand. Pur si simplu, imi venea sa urlu sau sa omor pe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cineva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, dar nu puteam pentru ca eram la scoala, in ora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poate ca uneori exagerez .. asta se datoreaza si din cauza faptului ca sunt si posesiva. Grav. Stiu. Dar asta e firea mea. Dupa parerea mea, gelozia nu mi se pare un semn de imaturitate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ci doar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ma asigur ca e totul in regula. Pare aiurea, nu?&lt;br /&gt;Gelozia nu o sa dispara niciodata, dar o poti controla .. atata timp cat exista incredere reciproca si mai ales daca ai incredere in propria persoana.[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-4912874891042159254?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4912874891042159254/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/10/gelozia.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4912874891042159254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4912874891042159254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/10/gelozia.html' title='Gelozia.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SPY6bTS8_EI/AAAAAAAAASU/nB9v7OoHpCM/s72-c/gelos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6103447464323128692</id><published>2008-10-12T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:13:57.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Azi.Vreau.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi simt ca te vreau.. tot mai mult dar nu vreau ca tu sa stii. Azi mai mult ca oricand vreau sa te simt langa mine, sa simt ca esti doar al meu . Azi.. acum.. ma simt ca si cum nu te-as mai fi vazut de o vesnicie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vreau sa ma pierd in ochii tai. Vreau sa ma pot juca cu degetele prin parul tau. Vreau sa ma tii strans in brate, sa simt ca langa tine pot visa cu ochii deschisi iar mirosul pielii tale sa imi gadile narile.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vreau sa te privesc in timp ce dormi .. sa ma apropii de pieptul tau, sa aud cum inima iti bate cu putere si tu sa-mi spui ca: "Bate numai pentru tine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vreau sa ne pierdem amandoi in soapte, sperante si vise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi.. vreau sa ma iubesti. Dar "azi" in curand va deveni un "maine".&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/1990301587425012112-6103447464323128692?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6103447464323128692/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/10/azivreau.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6103447464323128692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6103447464323128692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/10/azivreau.html' title='Azi.Vreau.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-5654818082576117291</id><published>2008-10-01T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T03:27:37.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SONPLBRRBnI/AAAAAAAAASM/cMlypfCLuMc/s1600-h/4f704e0a8c7c7d91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SONPLBRRBnI/AAAAAAAAASM/cMlypfCLuMc/s320/4f704e0a8c7c7d91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252128641182140018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pff .. urasc sa fiu bolnava. Urasc sa stau inchisa intre 4 pereti cu pumnul de pastile la gura, ceaiuri si servetele.&lt;br /&gt;Daia urasc eu toamna din cauza schimbarii bruste a temperaturii.&lt;br /&gt;Plus ca ma plictisesc de moarte. Sa nu mai punem la socoteala ca messul si skype-ul stau deschise si ca ascult muzica.&lt;br /&gt;Pur si simplul n-am ce face .. sau mai bine zis nu am chef de absolut nimic, ma enervez din orice .. mi-e lene si de umbra mea. Intr-un cuvant .. sunt de-a dreptul &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enervanta&lt;/span&gt;. Dar nu-mi pasa.&lt;br /&gt;Macar sa privesc partea mai buna a situatiei.. am scapat de scoala pentru cel putin 3 zile.&lt;br /&gt;M-am plictisit sa tastez ..&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/1990301587425012112-5654818082576117291?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/5654818082576117291/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/09/pff.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5654818082576117291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5654818082576117291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/09/pff.html' title='Uhmm..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SONPLBRRBnI/AAAAAAAAASM/cMlypfCLuMc/s72-c/4f704e0a8c7c7d91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-5376956136456777184</id><published>2008-09-27T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T11:59:10.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuvinte.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SN6CGE5j_oI/AAAAAAAAAR0/FbdZmWSlzYA/s1600-h/Live_Forever_by_miss__misery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SN6CGE5j_oI/AAAAAAAAAR0/FbdZmWSlzYA/s320/Live_Forever_by_miss__misery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250777256466579074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toamna&lt;/span&gt;. Frig. Ploaie. Intuneric. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Muzica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sentimente. Dor. Ganduri ascunse. Durere. Somn. Iubire. Ticaitul ceasului. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Suflet normal"&lt;/span&gt;. Pustiu. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Cantec de dragoste"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Noapte alba. Nervi.&lt;br /&gt;Gelozie. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Regrete&lt;/span&gt;. Incredere. Argint. Copil. Imbratisari. Ras. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Inger fara aripi&lt;/span&gt;. Vise. Evadare. Sarut. Rasarit.&lt;br /&gt;Fericire. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Vara&lt;/span&gt;. Caldura. Plimbare. Usi si ferestre inchise. Rasuflare. Noapte. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Mangaieri&lt;/span&gt;. Soapte. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Cu tine. &lt;/span&gt; Lacrimi. Vant. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soare&lt;/span&gt;. Regasire. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Despartire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Dulce-amar. Impacare. Intrebari fara raspuns. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dragoste&lt;/span&gt;. Viitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amintiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Cuvinte fara rost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Te iubesc&lt;/span&gt;. Eu. Tu. Doar noi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Nimeni si nimic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-5376956136456777184?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/5376956136456777184/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/09/cuvinte_27.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5376956136456777184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/5376956136456777184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/09/cuvinte_27.html' title='Cuvinte.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SN6CGE5j_oI/AAAAAAAAAR0/FbdZmWSlzYA/s72-c/Live_Forever_by_miss__misery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4345589511663711665</id><published>2008-09-15T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T02:07:29.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De la capat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SN9JR1CTZQI/AAAAAAAAASE/xVUJiDHDdN4/s1600-h/Back_to_School_by_muted_orchestra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SN9JR1CTZQI/AAAAAAAAASE/xVUJiDHDdN4/s320/Back_to_School_by_muted_orchestra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250996261180630274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tanana .. a inceput scoala. Stiu ca stiti dar trebuia sa mai zic si eu odata, in caz ca uitati.&lt;br /&gt;Prima zi de scoala a fost, din punct de vedere al vremii, naspa. Traficul a fost infernal, am facut o jumatate de ora pana la scoala .. plus ca erau sa ma faca iar hotii pe la buzunare.&lt;br /&gt;Odata ce-am ajuns la scoala, mi-am revazut colegii, pe doamna diriginta si am plecat. Orarul nici nu l-am aflat si prin urmare maine facem 6 ore de dirigentie.&lt;br /&gt;In concluzie, am batut drumul degeaba pana la scoala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oricum va urez la toti un an cat mai bun si plin de realizari !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Gata cu boboceala. Sunt a10-a maaah. &lt;a href="http://useful.ro/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/8.gif" align="middle" 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/1990301587425012112-4345589511663711665?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4345589511663711665/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/09/de-la-capat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4345589511663711665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4345589511663711665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/09/de-la-capat.html' title='De la capat.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SN9JR1CTZQI/AAAAAAAAASE/xVUJiDHDdN4/s72-c/Back_to_School_by_muted_orchestra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4705935080005001660</id><published>2008-09-10T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:54:34.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies.</title><content type='html'>Ma gandeam sa fac un top al filmelor mele preferate, desi imi este foarte greu sa ma decid sa incerc totusi. Deci sa incepem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SMgL65Pgg1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/SoTUXQFoFOo/s1600-h/Ghost_pottery_wheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SMgL65Pgg1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/SoTUXQFoFOo/s320/Ghost_pottery_wheel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244454872499127122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. The ghost (Fantoma mea iubita)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am inceput cu filmul pe care il ador cel mai mult si pentru ca e si cu actorul meu preferat: Patrick Swayze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam Wheat (Patrick Swayze) şi Molly Jensen (Demi Moore) sunt un cuplu fericit şi iubitor de trai din New York City. Singura problemă în relaţia lor este felul in care spune "Te iubesc", deoarece Molly nu suporta sa-i raspunda cu "Si eu".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intr-o seara, pe cand cei doi indragostiti se intorceau acasa dupa o seara petrecuta la teatru, sunt atacati de catre un talhar numit Willy Lopez. Acesta scoate un pistol iar Sam este impuscat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam alearga dupa Willy, dar il pierde. Atunci când el se întoarce la Molly, el vede propriul sau cadavr şi isi da seama că el este acum o fantomă, captiv între doua lumi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam este convins ca moartea sa a fost planuita de cineva si incearca sa faca tot posibilul pentru a o proteja pe Molly. Atunci cand crede ca nu exista nicio cale prin a face acest lucru, o intalneste pe Oda Mae(Whoopi Goldberg) care are puterea de a auzi fantome, fara a le auzi. Datorita ei, Sam poate lua legatura cu Molly. Insa ea, nu crede in viata de dupa moarte si mai ales ca Sam poate fi o fantoma.  In tot acest timp, Carl, prietenul si colegul de servici al lui Sam, incearca sa fure 4 milioane de $, bani aflati intr-un cont pe care Sam reuseste sa-l inchida inainte ca aceste sa puna mana pe ei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Molly tot nu crede ca Sam este fantoma si ii cere Odei sa o lase in pace. Oda aflandu-se la usa apartamentului ei, ii impinge o moneda sub usa iar acasta "miraculos" incepe sa se miste. Atunci Molly incepe sa creada ca Sam.. exista. Sam se foloseste de corpul Odei pentru a imparti un moment de tandrete cu Molly dar aceste este intrerupt cand Carl da buzna in casa pentru a le gasi pe cele doua femei. Oda si Molly reusesc sa scape ajutate de Sam, iar Carl moarte intr-un mod tragic.  Sam ii exprima regretul pentru faptul ca demonii il iau pe Carl pentru a-i duce spiritul departe. Atunci când Sam se întoarce la Oda Mae şi Molly, Molly il poate vedea si il poate auzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" onmouseover="_tipon(this)" onmouseout="_tipoff()"&gt;Dupa o finala despartire de Oda Mae, el imparte ultimul sarut cu Molly si ii spune ca o iubeşte,  la care ea răspunde cu "Si eu".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SMgEJDkakOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/dAlOnasaBx0/s1600-h/Soundtrack_-_Sweet_November-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SMgEJDkakOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/dAlOnasaBx0/s320/Soundtrack_-_Sweet_November-front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244446319696318690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Sweet November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In fiecare luna, Sara (Charlize Theron) alege mai mult sau mai putin la intamplare cate un barbat caruia ii propune un pact: sa stea impreuna o luna si sa traiasca dupa regulile ei, ideile ei, visurile ei. Apoi sa se desparta si sa-si vada fiecare de drumul lui, fara nici o obligatie si, mai ales, fara perspectiva unui viitor impreuna. Idila trebuie sa dureze exact o luna – aceasta e singura regula pe care Sara o respecta cu sfintenie. Si cum este o femeie superba, putini sunt cei care refuza acest joc al dragostei si intamplarii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Noiembrie este luna in care il gaseste pe Nelson (Keanu Reeves), un tanar ambitios pentru care in viata nu exista nimic mai important in afara de succesul in cariera. Pana la aparitia ei. Sara il tenteaza cu perspectiva unei vieti traite la maximum, cu bucuria clipei, a placerilor simple sau nebuniilor de moment, reusind putin cate putin sa il scoata din carapace. Ce trebuia sa fie o simpla aventura, devine curand o mare poveste de dragoste. In cele din urma, Nelson descopera ca idilele de o luna nu sunt un simplu joc al seductiei si ca Sara incearca cu disperare sa dea un sens ultimelor sale luni de viata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SMgFMebZvUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/x8qFJ9b8f9E/s1600-h/2-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SMgFMebZvUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/x8qFJ9b8f9E/s320/2-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244447477957508418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Step up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tyler Grange (Tatum) este un delincvent obisnuit, un smecher al strazii, care da de belea si trebuie sa faca ore de munca pentru comunitate la un liceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tyler nu vrea sa aiba nimic de-a face cu elevii, dar se intampla sa se indragosteasca de o frumoasa dansatoare. Fata insa vrea sa-l atraga in lumea ei. Impotriva tuturor asteptãrilor, Ty descopera ca are cu adevarat talent pentru dans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Totul devine o reinventare moderna a povestii clasice despre tineri din lumi diferite, care nu au nimic in comun, dar se simt atrasi unul de celalalt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SMgIad2WNNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zzz7LX5v2po/s1600-h/endless_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SMgIad2WNNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zzz7LX5v2po/s320/endless_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244451016855139538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Endless love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Filmul este ceva mai vechi ce-i drept, dar astazi am avut ocazia sa ma uit la el. Ceea ce m-a determinat sa ma uit la film, au fost niste secvente din el pe care le-am gasit, din intamplare, pe net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Totul incepe cand doi liceeni se indragostesc nebuneste unul de celalalt. Insa aceasta iubire ii consuma mult prea mult pe parintii lui Jade. Asa ca acestia incearca prin orice mijloace sa impiedice aceasta relatie. Cand David este inchis in casa&lt;span id="CtxAS_H1" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 255, 255); cursor: pointer;" onmouseout="this.style.borderBottom='1px dashed #fff'; CtxAS_x_zOverBanner=false;CtxAS_x_HideAdLater(0,0);clearTimeout(CtxAS_x_TimeOutId1); " onmouseover="this.style.borderBottom='2px dashed #fff'; CtxAS_x_ShowAd('10648785762025136',0,1);CtxAS_x_zOverBanner=true;clearTimeout(CtxAS_x_TimeOutId1);clearTimeout(CtxAS_x_TimeOutId2);" onclick="window.open "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, nu suporta aceasta despartire si drept urmare da foc casei. In final insa cei doi&lt;span id="CtxAS_H0" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 255, 255); cursor: pointer;" onmouseout="this.style.borderBottom='1px dashed #fff'; CtxAS_x_zOverBanner=false;CtxAS_x_HideAdLater(0,1);clearTimeout(CtxAS_x_TimeOutId1); " onmouseover="this.style.borderBottom='2px dashed #fff'; CtxAS_x_ShowAd('10648785762025136',1,0);CtxAS_x_zOverBanner=true;clearTimeout(CtxAS_x_TimeOutId1);clearTimeout(CtxAS_x_TimeOutId2);" onclick="window.open "&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tineri decid sa se desparta pentru totdeauna si asta pentru ca pasiunea si iubirea lor este distrugatoare si i-ar putea ucide pe amandoi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-4705935080005001660?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4705935080005001660/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/09/movies.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4705935080005001660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4705935080005001660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/09/movies.html' title='Movies.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SMgL65Pgg1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/SoTUXQFoFOo/s72-c/Ghost_pottery_wheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4268205605850020502</id><published>2008-09-07T10:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:22:27.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loveeee ..  this songs !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Righteous Brothers - Unchainded Melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t-idDbIfGvw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t-idDbIfGvw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shania Twain Ft. Backstreet Boys - From this moment on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fdlsj8D1mH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fdlsj8D1mH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana Ross ft. Lionel Richie - Endless love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b1fXpn-eaKc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b1fXpn-eaKc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/1990301587425012112-4268205605850020502?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4268205605850020502/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/09/loveeee-this-songs_07.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4268205605850020502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4268205605850020502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/09/loveeee-this-songs_07.html' title='Loveeee ..  this songs !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-4359219656896427572</id><published>2008-08-28T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T03:05:44.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Multi Ani .. again !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SLZ7xpipeJI/AAAAAAAAALg/blxeOoVGJa8/s1600-h/Childrens-Day-Happy-Birthday-697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SLZ7xpipeJI/AAAAAAAAALg/blxeOoVGJa8/s400/Childrens-Day-Happy-Birthday-697.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239511309387135122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hai ca o tin numai in zile de nastere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://useful.ro/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/21.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Astazi este ziua unui bun coleg de clasa "care mi-a marcat viata" inca din prima zi de liceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;L-am vazut inca de la festivitatea de deschidere a scolii stand in spatele meu dar eu aveam senzatia ca e mai mare ca mine. Spre mirarea mea a fost sa aflu ca nu e asa si mai mult de atat sa aflu ca e cu mine in clasa. Toate bune si frumoase pana cand am inceput sa-l cunosc mai bine.  Parea un baiat foarte de treaba dar totodata si mai sarit de pe fix. Mi-a umplut capul cu marea lui pasiune: world of warcraft. La un moment dat am crezut ca o sa tampesc, mai ales ca statea si in spatele meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erau anumite dati cand din spatele clasei se auzea un strigat de tip "leeeeeeroy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;In primele doua saptamani, a avut tupeul sa vina la scoala cu o suzeta. Stiu ca pare cam penibil dar totul a inceput de la un pariu pe care l-a pierdut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are tupeul sa se ia in gura cu toti profii. Multi ar spune ca e nepoliticos dar eu una ma distram in ore. Cel putin cu profa de fizica a avut nenumarate conflicte. Daca m-as apuca sa le insir aici nu as termina nici pana maine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are si el fixurile lui ca orice om dar in realitate chiar e un baiat simpatic, nu cum cred anumite persoane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So.. in final.. la multi ani, Teo !!  Sa fii fericit, sa ai noroc, sa ti se indeplineasca dorintele si sa fii mereu asa cum ai fost si pana acum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. Cu ocazia asta.. am scapat si de datorie. Stii tu la ce ma refer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://useful.ro/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/4.gif" align="middle" 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/1990301587425012112-4359219656896427572?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/4359219656896427572/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-multi-ani-again.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4359219656896427572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/4359219656896427572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-multi-ani-again.html' title='La Multi Ani .. again !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SLZ7xpipeJI/AAAAAAAAALg/blxeOoVGJa8/s72-c/Childrens-Day-Happy-Birthday-697.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-7116271975602614511</id><published>2008-08-24T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:01:00.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Multi Ani !!</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/_vLtAV8J61wY/SLWkBN1ky0I/AAAAAAAAALY/xBoA_CGxMZ0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SLWkBN1ky0I/AAAAAAAAALY/xBoA_CGxMZ0/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239274082316634946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Astazi este ziua de nastere a unei persoane importante din viata mea. O persoana care mi-a fost alaturi mereu, infierent de situatei. Este ziua cele mei bune prietene a mea: Andreea. La Multi Ani, draga mea !! Ai mai urcat o treapta pe scara vietii si iti doresc sa urci in continuare cat mai multe, insotita de urarile mele de sanatate, bucurie sufleteasca si numai impliniri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-7116271975602614511?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/7116271975602614511/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-multi-ani.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7116271975602614511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7116271975602614511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-multi-ani.html' title='La Multi Ani !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SLWkBN1ky0I/AAAAAAAAALY/xBoA_CGxMZ0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-1762081274082247790</id><published>2008-08-21T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T02:52:00.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I`m sorry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SK06c3nX7fI/AAAAAAAAALA/lZ2ejqVdgJI/s1600-h/I__m_sorry_by_PaineFullThrottle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SK06c3nX7fI/AAAAAAAAALA/lZ2ejqVdgJI/s320/I__m_sorry_by_PaineFullThrottle.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236906209341599218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iarta-ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iarta-ma pentru ca am indraznit sa ma indoiesc de tine pentru prima oara in aproape 9 luni de zile. Nu stiu ce era in capul meu si poate ai avut dreptate cand ai spus ca sunt de nerecunoscut dar iti promit, dragul meu, ca totul o sa revina la normal si ca o sa fie chiar mai bine decat inainte. Atatea ganduri care mi-au trecut prin cap, n-au facut decat sa ma intoarca la 180 de grade si acum regret ca am putut sa ma gandesc la atatea lucruri care nu-si aveau rostul.&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca nu am reusit sa-ti arat dar sa stii ca esti in continuare prima persoana din viata careia ii acord toata atentia mea, ca esti omul de care am cea mai mare nevoie. Promit sau cel putin o sa incerc sa nu te mai supar din orice nimic si o sa tin cont de rugamintile tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sper sa trecem amandoi peste acest incident si .. inca o data.. iarta-ma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-1762081274082247790?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/1762081274082247790/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1762081274082247790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1762081274082247790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-sorry.html' title='I`m sorry..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SK06c3nX7fI/AAAAAAAAALA/lZ2ejqVdgJI/s72-c/I__m_sorry_by_PaineFullThrottle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8185426531166815846</id><published>2008-08-03T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:04:30.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SJXcLnHOw5I/AAAAAAAAAK4/M4HuBEfwCx0/s1600-h/delight_lips____by_sentimentaly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SJXcLnHOw5I/AAAAAAAAAK4/M4HuBEfwCx0/s320/delight_lips____by_sentimentaly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230328634296681362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ma intreb oare ce mi-ai facut de nu pot sa rezist nici macar o zi fara sa te vad? Ma gandesc numai la tine. Tu esti acolo,departe iar eu sunt aici cu dorul meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esti numai de 4 zile plecat si simt ca o iau razna. Orice as face, oriunde mi-as duce e imposibil sa nu ma gandesc la tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In fiecare seara adorm pe melodiile noastre. Cateodata am senzatia ca le urasc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da.. le urasc pentru ca le ascult de una singura si nu cu tine.&lt;br /&gt;Am atata nevoie de tine.&lt;br /&gt;Am nevoie sa ma tii in brate si sa simt ca nimic nu mi se poate intampla atata timp cat sunt langa tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parca iti simt si acum mirosul pielii tale. Dar de ce spun "parca" ? Ma simt atat de bine cand dorm cu tricoul tau.. dar totodata e si un chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi-e dor de tine si abia astept ziua cand o sa te strang din nou in brate.&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/1990301587425012112-8185426531166815846?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8185426531166815846/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/08/miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8185426531166815846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8185426531166815846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/08/miss-you.html' title='Miss you'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SJXcLnHOw5I/AAAAAAAAAK4/M4HuBEfwCx0/s72-c/delight_lips____by_sentimentaly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3220591330346268231</id><published>2008-07-31T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:51:18.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El si ea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El: A venit si ziua asta. Ziua pe care tu o urasti. Spune-mi, iubita mea .. o sa-ti fie dor de mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ea: Ce intrebare stupida.. bineinteles ca o sa-mi fie. Poate ca daca ar fi lumina in camera ai vedea ca am ochii in lacrimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El: Nu e nevoie. Puteam sa bag mana in foc pentru asta. Te cunosc prea bine si stiu ce simti. O sa uiti ca te iubesc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ea: Nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El: O sa uiti ca te ador? O sa uiti cum e sa te sarut? O sa uiti cum e sa te tin strans in brate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ea: Nu, nu si iar nu. Pare absurd.. dar nici nu-mi gasesc cuvintele acum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El: Nu intelegi? Te urasc.. te urasc pentru ca nu pot sa stau departe de tine.. te urasc.. nu stiu ce mi-ai facut. Tot drumul si toate serile ce vor urma or sa ma termine pentru ca eu o sa ma gandesc numai la tine, iubirea vietii mele. La ochii tai pe care nu mi pot scoate din minte, la buzele tale pe care o sa vreau sa le sarut, la trupul tau gingas pe care o sa vreau sa-l ating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ea: Taci !! Gandeste-te ca totul o sa fie bine, o sa te distrezi si sa stii ca eu o sa fiu aici si indiferent de ce o sa faci, o sa te astept mereu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El: Adevarat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ea: Foarte adevarat. Off.. Dumnezeule.. ce cauti in viata mea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El: Chiar asa.. ce caut? Vrei sa dispar din viata ta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ea: Nu.. pentru ca acum e mult prea tarziu. M-ai facut sa fiu dependenta de tine.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El: De ce trebuie sa plec? Esti asa de frumoasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ea: Te iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El: Si eu te iubesc. Dar timpul s-a scurs si eu in curand o sa plec. Dar nu uita ca te iubesc si o sa am grija sa-ti amintesc asta in fiecare zi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-3220591330346268231?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3220591330346268231/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/07/el-si-ea.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3220591330346268231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3220591330346268231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/07/el-si-ea.html' title='El si ea.'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-2122845292922011944</id><published>2008-07-04T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:04:30.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zambeste !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SG6XkI1BzmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3MMxDJjFfrI/s1600-h/Smile_by_SaCliliad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SG6XkI1BzmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3MMxDJjFfrI/s320/Smile_by_SaCliliad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219275665269968482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Uneori stau si ma intreb daca stim sa oferim celor care au nevoie de un zambet? Daca apreciem cu adevarat unul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa zambesti nu trebuie sa faci un mare efort. Din contra. Zambetul nu e decat un ras fara sunet, exprimat prin destinderea buzelor. Prin el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;transmitem mesaje nonverbale de satisfactie, admiratie sau bucurie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; si deseori si de tristete sau ironie. Exista n motive pentru care sa zambesti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zambeste atunci cand ridici capul si privesti spre cer. Zambeste atunci cand esti trist pentru ca doar asa poti depasii momentul. Zambeste atunci cand spui ca iubesti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zambeste cand te privesti in oglinda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; Zambeste pentru ca un zambet poate sa faca mai mult decat un cuvant.&lt;br /&gt;Desi zambetul dureaza doar o clipa, poate ramane mult timp in amintire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indiferent de zi, ora, moment nu inceta sa zambesti. Un zambet cu toate ca nu costa nimic, valoreaza foarte mult si niciodata nu poti stii ce se ascunde cu adevarat in spatele lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca tu zambesti,  zambesc si eu pentru ca numai asa imi redai speranta si bucuria in suflet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/1990301587425012112-2122845292922011944?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/2122845292922011944/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/07/zambeste.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2122845292922011944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2122845292922011944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/07/zambeste.html' title='Zambeste !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SG6XkI1BzmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/3MMxDJjFfrI/s72-c/Smile_by_SaCliliad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-1999376065078093335</id><published>2008-07-01T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:04:31.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I`m not perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SGqGra-2r4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/baFIkRIjgrs/s1600-h/runaway.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SGqGra-2r4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/baFIkRIjgrs/s400/runaway.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218131198797590402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Simt nevoia sa scriu. Ce anume scriu? Nu stiu nici eu dar stiu ca nu vreau sa ma duc sa bag capul in perna si sa incep sa plang ca o fraiera cum fac eu deobicei. De data asta, nu. Cati dintre voi nu ati avut momente cand va simteati vinovati pentru distrugerea[cuvant cam dur.. ] unor momente care ar fi trebuit sa fie perfecte? Cati dintre voi nu ati stat cu ochii atintiti pe fereastra si va gandeati la greselile facute fara sa vreti, in timp ce playlist-ul ruleaza numai melodii de jelit? Daca ati zice "niciodata" v-ati minti pe voi insiva. Si da.. asta este starea mea de moment acum. Geamul larg deschis, lumina stinsa si muzica potrivita starii mele.&lt;br /&gt;Cand mi-am facut blogul asta, l-am considerat un colt numai al meu in care imi pastrez "bucati din sufletul meu". In momentele astea nu-mi vine decat sa sparg ceva si sa urlu de nervi.&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca am ideile mele tampite, ca nu sunt exact asa cum ti-ai dori tu, ca te dezamagesc atunci cand mai putin te astepti. Stiu ca te enervez atunci cand ma uit fix in ochii tai si nu spun nimic. Nu stiu daca as putea sa ma schimb. De fapt, gresesc. As putea, dar intr-un timp viitor.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru fiecare greseala comisa, trebuie sa suport anumite consecinte. Uneori mi se pare ca esti atat de nedrept cu mine. Dar conteaza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Now it`s just too late and we can`t go back I`m sorry I can`t be perfect. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-1999376065078093335?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/1999376065078093335/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-not-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1999376065078093335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1999376065078093335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-not-perfect.html' title='I`m not perfect'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SGqGra-2r4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/baFIkRIjgrs/s72-c/runaway.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-7172858994869976683</id><published>2008-07-01T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:23:00.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai sa stii..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Te-am vazut de dimineata rasarind in calea mea&lt;br /&gt;Printre gandurile toate, zambetul ma tulbura&lt;br /&gt;Si ai aparut acolo ca o carte... ce se deschidea&lt;br /&gt;M-ai atins cu o privire, incat nu mai respiram&lt;br /&gt;Imi doream sa fiu acelasi pe care il cunosteam&lt;br /&gt;Insa m-am pierdut cu totul in albastru,&lt;br /&gt;Cand ochii ti-i citeam,&lt;br /&gt;Imi doream in clipa aceea atat de mare&lt;br /&gt;Sa dansez cu tine-n brate, pana zilele vor fi&lt;br /&gt;Tu sa auzi cum inima imi bate tare&lt;br /&gt;Iar eu sa iti spun ce-ai vrea sa stii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai sa stii... noaptea cand e luna plina,&lt;br /&gt;De ce-ti pare zi senina, ai sa stii&lt;br /&gt;Si-ai sa stii de ce vii in lumea mea&lt;br /&gt;Ca un val spre nisipul ce ardea&lt;br /&gt;Ai sa stii, ai sa stii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasii mei se intalnira cu ai tai pe strada mea&lt;br /&gt;Te-am imbratisat cu ochii si cu trupul ce plangea&lt;br /&gt;Am stiut ca dansul care a inceput nu se va termina&lt;br /&gt;Te-am dorit in clipa aceea-atat de mare&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma tii la tine-n brate toate zilele, de-acum...&lt;br /&gt;Sa aud cum inima iti bate tare&lt;br /&gt;Si-ai sa stii ce vreau sa iti spun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai sa stii... noaptea cand e luna plina,&lt;br /&gt;De ce-ti pare zi senina, ai sa stii&lt;br /&gt;Si-ai sa stii de ce vii in lumea mea&lt;br /&gt;Ca un val spre nisipul ce ardea&lt;br /&gt;Ai sa stii de ce nu avem putere&lt;br /&gt;Prinsi intre amar si miere, ai sa stii&lt;br /&gt;Si-ai sa stii de ce dansul ne-nvartea&lt;br /&gt;Ca un foc nebun de rosu ce ardeam&lt;br /&gt;Ai sa stii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai sa stii ca suntem unul, ai sa stii&lt;br /&gt;Ai sa stii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/gh3p4rd91/03cbfbb43bb4dc"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_03cbfbb43bb4dc(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alexandra Ungureanu feat Tony Poptamas - Ai sa stii&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Divertisment" title="Divertisment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-7172858994869976683?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/7172858994869976683/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/07/ai-sa-stii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7172858994869976683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7172858994869976683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/07/ai-sa-stii.html' title='Ai sa stii..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8626487243161499097</id><published>2008-06-22T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:34:19.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>Deci.. deci..  astazi m-au obsedat doua melodii de care mi-era atat de dor sa le ascult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/Luminita2007/602051ec9eba75"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_602051ec9eba75(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAXI  -  Ea inca ma iubeste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/Luminita2007/bc5c7a76558cb2"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_bc5c7a76558cb2(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAXI  -  Jumatatea mea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8626487243161499097?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8626487243161499097/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/06/songs_22.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8626487243161499097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8626487243161499097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/06/songs_22.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-2275019319647424719</id><published>2008-06-13T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:36:55.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Momente..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SFLUPUk_JQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/XXHrkgO43J4/s1600-h/Let__s_Pretend_III_by_karunderwaterx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SFLUPUk_JQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/XXHrkgO43J4/s320/Let__s_Pretend_III_by_karunderwaterx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211461078508053762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunt momente in care stau si ma gandesc la nenumaratele lucruri care ne leaga, la momentele petrecute impreuna, la miile de saruturi furate, la noptile in care simteam nevoia sa-ti aud vocea. Atatea lucruri intr-un timp foarte scurt.  Stiu ca uneori gresesc si fac lucruri care nu trebuiesc facute si imi dau seama de gravitatea lor la o secunda dupa ce faptul e deja consumat.   Stiu ca nu sunt perfecta si niciodata n-am lasat vreodata impresia ca as fi. Poate ca tema ca o sa te pierd ma face sa ma port asa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iarta-ma ca sunt asa cum sunt, iarta-ma pentru toate zilele ratate din cauza mea, pentru momentele in care nu-mi gasesc cuvintele. Iarta-ma ca deseori am senzatia ca te-am intors viata la 180 de grade. Iarta-ma pentru tot.. si totusi cu toate astea te iubesc atat de mult incat as face orice doar ca sa-ti fie bine. Si stiu ca si tu ma iubesti. Nu stiu daca o sa reusesti vreodata sa ma intelegi.. poate pentru ca nu ma pricep sa-ti arat ce simt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exista momente in care am senzatia ca nu stiu sa-ti demonstrez cat de mult te iubesc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-2275019319647424719?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/2275019319647424719/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/06/momente.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2275019319647424719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2275019319647424719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/06/momente.html' title='Momente..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SFLUPUk_JQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/XXHrkgO43J4/s72-c/Let__s_Pretend_III_by_karunderwaterx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-2469246455994696642</id><published>2008-06-03T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:04:32.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M-ai invatat..</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/_vLtAV8J61wY/SEV8lQgHSiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/OxkjbGLRg1M/s1600-h/2299284052_7d2b6f5008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SEV8lQgHSiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/OxkjbGLRg1M/s320/2299284052_7d2b6f5008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207705523650513442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M-ai invatat sa rad dar sa si plang, sa zambesc in clipele grele, sa am incredere in tine, sa cunosc si sa accept oamenii asa cum sunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M-ai invatat  sa fiu asa cum sunt fara sa-mi pese prea mult de parerile altora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M-ai invatat sa visez cu ochii deschisi si sa vad lumea cu alti ochi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M-ai invatat sa-ti recunosc mirosul dintr-o suta, sa nu dorm noptile de dorul sau de grija ta, sa te privesc si sa nu ma satur, sa tanjesc dupa tine atunci cand nu esti langa mine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M-ai invatat sa mor de dorul tau chiar si la o secunda dupa ce ne-am despartit chiar daca amandoi stim ca o sa ne revedem intr-un timp foarte scurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M-ai invatat sa apreciez fiecare lucru in parte indiferent cat de mic si de neinsemnat ar parea pentru altii.&lt;br /&gt;M-ai invatat ca intr-o secunda poti sa pierzi increderea in cineva, chiar daca ti-a luat zile,luni si chiar ani ca sa castigi increderea acelei persoane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M-ai invatat .. sa te iubesc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-2469246455994696642?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/2469246455994696642/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/06/m-ai-invatat.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2469246455994696642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/2469246455994696642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/06/m-ai-invatat.html' title='M-ai invatat..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SEV8lQgHSiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/OxkjbGLRg1M/s72-c/2299284052_7d2b6f5008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-7239457682772256914</id><published>2008-06-01T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:04:32.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer !!</title><content type='html'>A veniiiiit vara(anotimpul meu preferat) .. calendaristic vorbind !! Mai e putin si vine si vacanta si freeeeeedom. Oricum la ce zi a fost azi numai zi de vara n-a fost.. promitator inceput de vara.  Cateodata urasc ploaia, mi-a dat planurile peste cap. Lasand vremea la o parte, a fost o zi frumoasa.. si .. iar m-a luat valul si iar m-am comportat ca un copil de 6 ani (azi am fost foarte, foarte aerianaaaa.. dar nu asta e important). Ah, si "la multi ani" kinderilor din intreaga lume !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SELmowgHSeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1_R0VOJt5l4/s1600-h/SUMMER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SELmowgHSeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1_R0VOJt5l4/s320/SUMMER.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206977707082467810" 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/1990301587425012112-7239457682772256914?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/7239457682772256914/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7239457682772256914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/7239457682772256914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer.html' title='Summer !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SELmowgHSeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1_R0VOJt5l4/s72-c/SUMMER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-1288671761408543441</id><published>2008-05-26T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T12:02:55.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru ca..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.. pentru ca timpul te face sa iti dai seama cat de mult iubesti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era demult trecut de miezul noptii. Simtea ca se sufoca intre cei 4 pereti ai camerei sale. Ochii lui erau atintiti spre batrana luna. Nu mai suporta nimic. Uitase ce inseamna iesirile cu prietenii, petrecerile la care statea pana in zori. Uitase ce inseamna sa rada, sa zambeasca, sa se bucure de viata. Se ridica brusc din pat, isi arunca niste haine la nimereala pe el si se indrepta spre usa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A iesit din casa si o lua aiurea pe strazile pustii. Era atat de liniste .. orasul parea atat de pustiu de parca ar fi fost singurul locuitor din acel oras. Mergea si se gandea la ea. Se gandea la toate clipele frumoase petrecute impreuna, la prima intalnire, la felul in care a cunoscut-o, la felul in care ii placea sa o supere si apoi cu un simplu sarut sa o impace la loc. Se gandea la orele intregi vorbite la telefon, la privirea ei pe care nu putea sa o uite, la zambetul ei care intotdeauna ii alina durerea in clipele grele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Niciodata nu s-a simtit cum se simtea acum. Simtea nevoia sa o stranga in brate, sa o sarute si sa ii spuna cat de mult ii lipseste  si cat de mult o iubeste. Simtea ca ii lipseste o parte din sufletul lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ceasul arata ora doua fix. Vantul adia usor si ii mangia usor fata. Si-ar fi dorit sa fie alaturi de ea, sa se tina strans de mana si sa se plimbe ca doi copii. Se simtea obosit dar nu isi dorea sa se intoarca acasa. Voia sa se plimbe pana cand soarele va rasari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ora doua si 40 de minute. Linistea care-l invaluia, facea sa-i fie si mai dor decat ii era. Amintirile care il cuprinsesera, il adusesera in parcul in care mergeau de fiecare data cand voiau sa fie doar ei doi. Intamplarea a fost ca pe banca lor, plina de amintiri, se afla chiar ea, iubita lui pe care o adora din tot sufletul. Era nemachiata, ciufulita si cu lacrimi in ochi. In mana avea o tigara. Era tentata sa fumeze cu toate ca nu pusese niciodata o tigara in gura.&lt;br /&gt;Baiatul se apropie de ea si a strans-o in brate atat de tare incat ar fi strans-o pentru utlima oara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Ce cauti aici, la ora asta? , intreba el.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nimic. Ma gandeam la tot ce ne-a legat, la tot ce a insemnat noi si am venit aici pentru ca imi era dor de tine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ce coincidenta. Poate ca pare absurd dar si eu sunt in aceasi situatie ca tine. Imi e foarte dor de tine, de diminetile cand ma trezeam si tu erai langa mine, de serile cand ma jucam in parul tau. Stii.. ador sa fac lucrul asta..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Da stiu. De cand ne-am desparit, te iubesc mai mult ca inainte.. si jur ca te vreau inapoi. Uite rasare soarele. Mai stii cand spuneam ca vreau sa prindem impreuna rasaritul si sa ne tinem amandoi in brate ca si cum nimeni nu ne-ar desparti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.. in clipele acelea ochii fetei i se umezi si mai rau si il saruta cu pasiune. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.. pentru ca iti dai seama de valoarea unei persoane decat atunci cand o pierzi..&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/1990301587425012112-1288671761408543441?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/1288671761408543441/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/05/era-demult-trecut-de-miezul-noptii.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1288671761408543441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/1288671761408543441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/05/era-demult-trecut-de-miezul-noptii.html' title='Pentru ca..'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-8255111658365356252</id><published>2008-05-25T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:04:32.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noi doi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SDiD-dyzyNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SrlCoX9LRbs/s1600-h/vem_____by_oprimeiroamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SDiD-dyzyNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SrlCoX9LRbs/s320/vem_____by_oprimeiroamor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204054478599473362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.. s-a scurs o jumatate de an de cand faci parte din viata mea, de cand ai devenit omul cu care adorm in gand in fiecare seara, de cand imi dedic majoritatea timpului tie, de cand am descoperit ce inseamna cu adevarat iubirea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Datorita tie am reusit sa trec peste multe lucuri de care nu credeam ca o sa trec .. numai tu imi dai putere si siguranta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De ceea ce imi era frica nu am scapat: am ajuns sa te iubesc mai mult ca orice pe lumea asta si crede-ma ca as face orice pentru tine doar ca sa-ti fie bine si sa te stiu mereu langa mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daca as putea as sta cu tine pentru totdeauna, daca as putea as oprii timpul in loc atunci cand sunt langa tine, daca as putea ti-as darui toate stele de pe cer ca dovada a iubirii mele.&lt;br /&gt;Atunci cand nu sunt langa tine, eu nu traiesc. Prind viata decat atunci cand sunt in bratele tale si iti simt inima ca bate langa a mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Impreuna am reusit sa trecem peste toate si nu stiu daca intr-o zi o sa-ti pot multumi pentru ceea ce faci pentru mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc enorm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-8255111658365356252?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/8255111658365356252/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/05/noi-doi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8255111658365356252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/8255111658365356252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/05/noi-doi.html' title='Noi doi'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SDiD-dyzyNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SrlCoX9LRbs/s72-c/vem_____by_oprimeiroamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-3875420726478014404</id><published>2008-05-11T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:04:32.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iubirea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SCbeQOE0rsI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qvEYovKn5-0/s1600-h/lover__by_xjankax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SCbeQOE0rsI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qvEYovKn5-0/s320/lover__by_xjankax.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199087190083415746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce este iubirea? Indiferent ca este iubirea pentru familie, pentru prieteni, pentru iubit/a sau pentru lucruri marunte, iubirea este sentimentul cel mai coplesitor si cel mai inaltator al fiintei umane. Iubirea este o arta? Mai mult ca sigur poate fi, cum si a trai este o arta. Nimeni nu te invata sa iubesti sau ce este iubirea dar te ajuta sa o descoperi. Uneori cand nici nu te astepti e posibil ca iubirea sa-ti bata la usa sau sa fie atat de aproape de tine incat nici nu-ti dai seama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Atunci cand iubesti din tot sufletul, adesea uiti de tine si te daruiesti cu totul celuilalt fara sa ceri ceva in schimb. Suntem facut sa iubim iar cand iubirea dispare din sufletul nostru, el moare si odata cu el murim si noi. Fiecare iubim in felul nostru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mai exista iubire adevarata in zilele noastre? Pentru unii da, dar pentru altii iubirea a ramas pe ultimul loc. Acum, oamenii sunt tot mai preocupati de cariera lor, de bani .. totul se bazeaza pe plan material. Multi uita sa mai priveasca macar pentru o secunda in sufletul lor, uita cum e sa-ti tii strans la piept persoana iubita, uita cum e sa-ti bata inima cu putere atunci cand esti in preajma persoanei iubite, uita sa mai spuna "te iubesc". Oamenii sunt adesea tentati sa nu mai lupte pentru dragostea si sentimentele persoanei celuilalt din cauza faptului ca nu mai au timp si de aspectul asta. Nu mai au timp sa iubeasca, sa-si alinte persoana iubita, sa-i fie aproape atunci cand are nevoie, sa-i spuna vorbe dulci..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Iubirea este un sentiment atat de puternic incat nu poate fi inlocuit cu nimic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Am intalnit si oameni care spun ca cei care iubesc nu sunt decat niste fraieri si ca nu au altceva mai bun de facut. Dar eu sunt convinsa ca si ei au iubit macar o data in viata. Fiecare om de pe acest pamant iubeste chiar daca unii nu stiu sa o arate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Cum castigam iubirea cuiva, la fel de bine o si puteam pierde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Pentru mine iubirea a fost si va ramane mereu pe primul loc, fie ca e pentru iubit, fie ca e pentru prietenii mei, familie si doar ea imi da puterea sa merg mai departe.&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/1990301587425012112-3875420726478014404?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/3875420726478014404/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/05/iubirea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3875420726478014404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/3875420726478014404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/05/iubirea.html' title='Iubirea'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SCbeQOE0rsI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qvEYovKn5-0/s72-c/lover__by_xjankax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-778020214557938062</id><published>2008-05-08T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:04:33.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pam-pam !! Am primit leapsta de la &lt;a href="http://katulici.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katu&lt;/a&gt; . 3 locuri indragite din tara. Hmm ..  pai mi-e cam greu .. dar sa incerc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SCM0qHY8HgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/fPSReXlSxQE/s1600-h/DSC01023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SCM0qHY8HgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/fPSReXlSxQE/s400/DSC01023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198056293058485762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sinaia .. aici merg mereu de fiecare data cand vreau sa scap de lumea agitata a orasului. De Sinaia ma leaga si foarte multe amintiri placute traite cu fostii mei colegi dar nu numai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SCM0TXY8HfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hj52iufSKHg/s1600-h/2czys15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SCM0TXY8HfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hj52iufSKHg/s400/2czys15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198055902216461810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marea .. prima data cand am fost undeva fara parinti a fost la mare. Prima mea tabara. Marea ma linisteste de fiecare data cand merg sa o vad. La mare am cunoscut si cateva persoane la care tin enorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SCMz73Y8HeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gd2zKc8Yfjo/s1600-h/Cozia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SCMz73Y8HeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gd2zKc8Yfjo/s400/Cozia3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198055498489535970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Manastirea Cozia. Sincer nu stiu de ce .. dar mi-as dori sa mai merg odata acolo. Am fost acolo cand eram foarte mica si m-a impresionat foarte mult locul ala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sa ma gandesc.. ii dau mai departe  &lt;a href="http://carmyy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carmynei&lt;/a&gt; si lui &lt;a href="http://sylvercheetah53.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sylv&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-778020214557938062?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/778020214557938062/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/05/leapsa.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/778020214557938062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/778020214557938062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/05/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vLtAV8J61wY/SCM0qHY8HgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/fPSReXlSxQE/s72-c/DSC01023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990301587425012112.post-6226930972420550183</id><published>2008-05-04T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T03:51:35.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet 16 !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Uite ca a venit si ziua mult asteptata !! A venit ziua cand am mai imbatranit un an.  Azi mai mult am pierdut vremea si m-am bucurat de ultima zi de vacanta pentru ca ieri am petrecut. Petrecerea a fost ok ..cu mici incidente(ca la orice petrecere) dar m-am simtit bine si m-am bucurat ca au fost alaturi de mine persoanele la care tin cel mai mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Multumesc: Mihai, Andreea, Lore(multumesc si lui Traian cu ocazia asta), Teodor, Ionut, Katutza, Ana, Carmy, Marius, Teodor(Nadill), Skipy (La Multi Ani inca o data si tie  :*), Alexandra, Criss, Dudu, Aura, Leo, Anda, Geo, Simina, Marina, Lari, Simona si tuturor celorlati care nu ati uitat de ziua mea !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca sunt si un pic dezamagita pentru ca la cei care ma asteptam sa-mi zica "la multi ani" au uitat.. dar nu e nimic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1990301587425012112-6226930972420550183?l=dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/feeds/6226930972420550183/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-sweet-16.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6226930972420550183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1990301587425012112/posts/default/6226930972420550183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-sweet-16.html' title='My sweet 16 !!'/><author><name>ღ blue_eyes ღ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04577030490915690135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvdIljdFPqk/Tlv25_RBAkI/AAAAAAAAArI/W4yTGC44tA0/s220/DSCN5733.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
