<?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-578921831723215406</id><updated>2011-11-26T02:50:59.522+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-6209175195376163858</id><published>2009-03-28T18:41:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:52:41.924+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another leapsa...</title><content type='html'>primita direct din &lt;a href="http://bek00letz.blogspot.com/"&gt;camaruta Bek00letzului&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Descrie lumea&lt;br /&gt;O jungla in care uneori, daca nu esti la zi cu tehnicile de supravietuire risti sa clachezi, insa alteori aventurile oferite de aceasta iti ridica nivelul adrenalinei la maxim, te imping pe culmile extazului. Ai de ales intre a te piti intr-un coltisor in speranta ca vei fi ocrotit de toate “fortele malefice” ale lumii, a ramane un lup singuratic la marginea haitei, sau a deveni un membru al societatii si a te bucura zilnic de tot ce lumea iti ofera. Atat timp cat stii ce vrei, stii sa fii selectiv, privesti fiecare sut in fund ca fiind un pas inainte, lumea se va dovedi a fi un loc fascinant, care are grija sa nu te plictisesti niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Un argument PRO vs. un argument CONTRA&lt;br /&gt;Vei da doar de cateva persoane care vor fi interesate cu adevarat de tine, insa de n care pe la spate vor incerca sa te f..., sa profite intr-un fel sau altul de tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Daca ai putea, ce ai schimba?&lt;br /&gt;Scurt si la obiect: tot ceea ce este daunator, atat pentru natura, cat si pentru noi, ca oameni. Si daca tot imi sta in putere sa fac ceva schimbari, as face si ca baietii sa fie cei care se bucura de „perioada frumoasa a lunii”, si tot ei sa nasca! Uite-asa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si... leapsa merge mai departe cui are chef.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-6209175195376163858?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6209175195376163858/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=6209175195376163858' title='15 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/6209175195376163858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/6209175195376163858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-leapsa.html' title='Another leapsa...'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-8911442111708256712</id><published>2009-03-12T15:16:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:36:14.267+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa x Leapsa</title><content type='html'>Ambele sunt preluate de la &lt;a href="http://4anotimpuri.wordpress.com/"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt;, scarba mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa no. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1. Care este cea mai bună carte citită de tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum imi vine in minte Ispasire de Ian McEwan... Desi tare am impresia ca dupa ce voi termina Anna Karenina, voi spune ca asta e cea mai buna carte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2. Ai făcut cadou cărţi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da, am facut, si voi mai face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3. Care este viitorul literaturii?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu unul tocmai bun din punctul meu de vedere. Putini oameni mai sunt dispusi sa „piarda” timp pentru a citi, cu atat mai putin sa isi dea banii pe o carte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4. În ce limbi ai citit cărţi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romana si engleza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;5. Ce cărţi „celebre” nu ţi-au plăcut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, nu stiu. M-am apucat demult, i.e.n., de vreo 2 carti de-ale lui Jules Verne – pur si simplu ma plictiseste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;6. Ce ţară a produs cea mai bună literatură?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu prefer literatura engleza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;7. Iei notiţe din cărţile pe care le citeşti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uneori, da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;8. Cam câte cărţi ai citit până acum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu le-am numarat, dar sunt destule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9. Cu ce cărţi ai dormit în braţe de plictiseală?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De adormit nu as putea sa adorm in timp ce citesc, mi se pare chiar ciudat. M-au plictisit insa Casanova, Morometii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;10. Ce înseamnă cărţile pentru tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depinde de cartea pe care o citesc. Unele ma ajuta probabil sa am o alta perspectiva a lumii, sa invat ceva, altele le citesc pur si simplu pentru relaxare si amuzament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;11. Care este cea mai scumpă carte pe care ai cumpărat-o?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiar nu mai stiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12. Care este cel mai tare final la o carte citită?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce raspund, mi-a placut finalul la fiecare carte pe care am citit-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;13. Care scriitor te-a influenţat cel mai mult ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;14. Cât de repede citeşti o carte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depinde de carte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;15. Poate literatura să schimbe lumea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumea? Nu cred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa no. 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunt&lt;/span&gt;... un copchil visator, cu capul in nori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;As vrea&lt;/span&gt;... sa vina naibii caldura odata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pastrez&lt;/span&gt;... amintirile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mi-aş fi dorit&lt;/span&gt;... sa fie al meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nu îmi place&lt;/span&gt;... starea de incertitudine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mă tem&lt;/span&gt;... de insecte, de orice fel de insecte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Aud&lt;/span&gt;... Nirvana - Come As You Are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Îmi pare rău că&lt;/span&gt;... imi pun prea des in ultima vreme intrebarea „daca...?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Îmi plac&lt;/span&gt;...calatoriile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nu sunt&lt;/span&gt;... deloc rabdatoare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dansez&lt;/span&gt;... cand merg cu prietenii intr-un club, cand fac curatenie...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cânt&lt;/span&gt;... cand nu ma aude nimeni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Niciodată&lt;/span&gt;... nu voi accepta sa fiu calcata in picioare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rar&lt;/span&gt;... reusesc sa fiu punctuala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Plâng când privesc&lt;/span&gt;... animale chinuite, oameni care sufera, filme plangacioase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nu îmi place de mine pentru că&lt;/span&gt;... nu reusesc sa ma mobilizez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunt confuză&lt;/span&gt;... dimineata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Am nevoie&lt;/span&gt;... de coffe no. 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ar trebui&lt;/span&gt;... sa spun "ia mai da-o-n masa!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si... leapsa (oricare din ele, sau poate chiar ambele, de ce nu?) merge mai departe la oricine vrea, dar in special la &lt;a href="http://bridgeroom.blogspot.com/"&gt;o blonda mica&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lomaxxonthablog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lomaxx&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="http://bigiuschronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Razvan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-8911442111708256712?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8911442111708256712/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=8911442111708256712' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/8911442111708256712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/8911442111708256712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/leapsa-x-leapsa.html' title='Leapsa x Leapsa'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-7619545060537038425</id><published>2009-02-10T23:20:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:24:34.353+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Asa! Da, da, da! Sau.. mai bine... nu.</title><content type='html'>Niciodata nu am fost mai debusolata si mai nehotarata ca acum – spun ceva, insa in urmatoarea secunda deja m-am razgandit, ma las dusa de val imediat. Stiu ca ceea ce imi spune capsorul sa fac e ceea ce trebuie, dar nu inteleg de ce nu pot sa si pun in aplicare ceea ce imi dicteaza. Am impresia ca indiferent ce decizie voi lua, bine nu imi va fi. Indiferent din ce unghi as privi totul, regretul si durerea vor gasi o crapatura pe unde se vor strecura in viata mea. Cel mai simplu ar fi fost daca as fi cantarit inca de la inceput avantajele si dezavantajele – sunt convinsa ca balanta ar fi inclinat spre dezavantaje… Insa nu am facut-o. Regret? Ca sa fiu sincera, nu prea. Pentru ca au fost foarte multe momente frumoase (si poate vor mai fi – who knows?) si “m-am impiedicat” de niste sentimente cu totul noi. Oricum, asa cum am citit recent pe un blog… fiecare decizie implica o alegere si o renuntare. Frustrant, nu? :))&lt;br /&gt;Indiferent ce voi hotari acum, in final sunt constienta ca voi ajunge tot la ce imi spune neuronasul meu ca ar trebui sa fac. Ah, suna atat de... pesimist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce ma deranjeaza insa e ca altii incep sa ma judece, sa-mi explice ca nu pot sa ma inteleaga de ce fac unele chestii, de ce accept anumite situatii. Sa ma fac inteleasa: nu ma deranjeaza daca omul isi spune punctul de vedere, si chiar apreciez sfaturile (bineinteles acestea vor trece prin prisma personala mai intai) insa exista o limita. Fiecare e stapan pe propria viata, nu? In plus, in momentul in care nu reusesti sa intelegi situatia, mai bine stai deoparte – poate si eu cu ceva timp in urma as fi gandit ca tine, insa au intervenit unele lucruri, sentimente pe care noi, ca oameni, nu avem capacitatea de a le anticipa sau planifica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-7619545060537038425?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7619545060537038425/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=7619545060537038425' title='12 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/7619545060537038425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/7619545060537038425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/asa-da-da-da-sau-mai-bine-nu_10.html' title='Asa! Da, da, da! Sau.. mai bine... nu.'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-8063794976943282423</id><published>2009-01-08T19:38:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:10:44.917+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prietenii adevarati - ii pretuiesti?</title><content type='html'>„Într-o viaţă de om, să găseşti un prieten e mare lucru; să găseşti doi e ceva cu totul deosebit; iar să găseşti trei e practic imposibil.“ — Henry Brooks Adams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intr-adevar, prietenii adevarati sunt tot mai rari, motiv pentru care ar trebui sa-i apreciem extrem de mult. „X, pot sa ti-l prezint pe prietenul meu? El este... aaa, scuza-ma, imi scapa acum. Poti sa-mi amintesti te rog numele tau?”. Nu de putine ori mi-a fost dat sa aud asa ceva – asta este doar un exemplu al modului gresit in care folosesc unii oameni cuvantul „prieten”. Si noi de multe ori tindem sa credem ca avem multi prieteni – iesi in oras cu o gasca mare, imparti numeroare momente cu diferiti oameni... Insa in momentul in care ai o problema, ai nevoie de un umar pe care sa plangi, realizezi ca nu te simti atat de apropiat de acele persoane incat sa le dezvalui cele mai profunde sentimente ale tale. &lt;br /&gt;Asadar, numeste-l prieten doar pe acela caruia ii poti vorbi deschis, la care poti apela oricand, la orice ora din zi si din noapte, pe cel care te intelege perfect si simte exact care iti este starea, fara a fi nevoie de prea multe cuvinte din partea ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De la o vreme, din cauza amalgamului de idei din capul meu (ma mir cum mai rezista bietul meu neuronas – clar are si el nevoie urgenta de un prieten!) am fost mai acida ca altadata, m-am departat de unii prieteni, nu m-am mai interesat ca altadata ce fac, nu m-am mai bucurat atat de mult de bucuria lor. Fara rautate toate astea. Pur si simplu sunt contrariata de cat de mult mi-am schimbat unele conceptii la care in urma cu numai cateva luni tineam cu tarie (imi amintesc si acum cand o prietena (as fi curioasa daca se prinde ca despre ea e vorba) mi-a spus ca trairile imi vor schimba perceptia – eram convinsa ca nu va fi asa), de faptul ca nu stiu ce vreau de la mine, de la altii... de la viata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt genul de persoana nu foarte siropoasa, de aceea rar ma vei auzi spunand cuiva „Te iubesc”, „Mi-e dor de tine” (si chiar nu ma refer aici numai la iubire tip-tipa, era vorba de prietenie, remember?) si alte chestii de genu’. Fara sa stie, o prietena foarte buna m-a facut zilele astea sa-mi amintesc cat de mult fac astfel de cuvinte. Avusesem o zi proasta, eram cu lacrimi in ochi cand vorbeam cu ea pe messenger. Ea insa nu stia asta. Nici nu-ti imaginezi ce zambet mare mi-ai adus pe buze in seara aia! Da, &lt;a href="http://4anotimpuri.wordpress.com"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt;, simte-te!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inca as mai avea timp sa ma opresc din scris, ca sa termin intr-o nota optimista. Dar neah, nu o fac :- )). Nu pentru ca as fi o persoana pesimista, desi asa ar putea parea din ce scriu din an in pasti pe blog ( se pare ca doar cand ma „apasa” ceva ma apuca cheful de scris). &lt;br /&gt;Din pacate, chiar si cele mai stranse legaturi de prietenie ajung sa se destrame de multe ori, din diferite motive; uneori pur si simplu fiecare porneste in viata in directii diferite. In alte situatii, cum ar fi cea care ma macina pe mine acum, unul din ei „se pierde”. Si ma doare, ma doare foarte tare pentru ca ma simt intr-o oarecare masura vinovata. Daca i-as fi fost cu adevarat prietena, as fi fi facut tot posibilul sa nu se ajunga pana aici. Nu pot spune ca nu am incercat, dar cred ca am facut-o prea putin. Am invatat ca atunci cand este vorba de cineva care iti este ca un frate, trebuie sa te folosesti de toate mijloacele pentru a-l ajuta, cu riscul de a se supara. Aici ma refer pana si la faptul de a nu tine un secret care ii dauneaza, care ii face numai rau. M-am impiedicat in „Nu pot sa zic la nimeni; i-am promis. Ce fel de prietena m-as dovedi?”, dar acum realizez ca m-as fi simtit mai bine daca nu ar mai fi vorbit cu mine dar mi-ar fi fost recunoscator mai tarziu. Cu siguranta, lui nici nu-i trece prin cap ce simt eu, nu ma considera vinovata – dar eu da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;„Prietenia ne dublează bucuriile şi ne reduce la jumătate suferinţele.“ (Francis Bacon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-8063794976943282423?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8063794976943282423/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=8063794976943282423' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/8063794976943282423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/8063794976943282423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/prietenii-adevarati-ii-pretuiesti.html' title='Prietenii adevarati - ii pretuiesti?'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-1090308976607142102</id><published>2008-12-09T21:17:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:23:39.717+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Intotdeauna va fi "foarte bine"</title><content type='html'>“Ce faci?”&lt;br /&gt;“Foarte bine!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta e raspunsul meu de cele mai multe ori, chiar daca starea mea e exact opusa sintagmei “foarte bine”. De mult am inceput sa folosesc aceasta “tactica”, si anume sa spun ca ma simt excelent tot timplul. De ce? Sincera sa fiu… habar n-am. Probabil pentru ca sunt genul de persoana careia nu ii place sa vorbeasca despre sine, mai ales cand e vorba despre stari cacacioase spre depresive. Daca totusi ma cunosti atat de bine incat sa iti dai seama ca e ceva neinregula cu mine(rar se intampla asa ceva, ma descurc destul de bine sa disimulez), probabil iti voi raspunde superficial, fara acele detalii “picante”, incat mai mult ca sigur nu vei intelege de fapt de ce sunt suparata/nervoasa/iritata/in pragul sinuciderii (asta deja e o hiperbola) si vei spune ca sufar cu capul. E ok, nici macar nu resping ideea asa de mult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincera sa fiu, la inceput eram foarte incantata de “descoperirea” mea. Parca descoperisem focul! Spunandu-le tuturor cat de minunat ma simt, in culmea extazului, chiar incepusem sa cred si eu asta, cu alte cuvinte ma minteam singura. Chiar vedeam totul mov (nu-mi place rozul, asa ca nu vad nimic roz (app ma seaca la culme expresiile romanesti, asta probabil pentru ca nu le-am inventat eu si nu vreau sa folosesc eu ciudateniile debitate de altii)). Daca ar fi functionat chestia in continuare, ar fi fost pur si simplu perfect! Dar de ceva vreme incoace am impresia ca toate imi merg anapoda. Asa cum am spus pe undeva mai sus, nu voi detalia. Nu zic ca nu e posibil sa fac eu din tantar armasar. Exista chiar destul de multe sanse, am darul asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ca sa termin intr-o nota optimista…abia astept sa vina weekend-ul, merg la muuunte!!! :-D. Probabil voi reveni cu forte proaspete ( + un picior, 2, 3 rupte).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Cei care imi sunteti apropiati si cititi, nu-mi cereti sa fac o analiza a textului, sa desfac firul in patru. Nu o voi face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-1090308976607142102?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1090308976607142102/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=1090308976607142102' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/1090308976607142102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/1090308976607142102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/intotdeauna-va-fi-foarte-bine.html' title='Intotdeauna va fi &quot;foarte bine&quot;'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-1886409520110219347</id><published>2008-12-05T23:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:37:29.237+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Great!</title><content type='html'>Alien Kitten (Brigitta, Deea, Loredana, Mihaela) - Smells Like Teen Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3HXD9rJM9dk&amp;hl=en&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/3HXD9rJM9dk&amp;hl=en&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;Alien Kitten (Brigitta, Deea, Loredana, Mihaela) - Leave Me Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GZhNx5HrN-4&amp;hl=en&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/GZhNx5HrN-4&amp;hl=en&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;Alien Kitten (Brigitta, Deea, Loredana, Mihaela) - A Dui Doina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UEngfBZxK54&amp;hl=en&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/UEngfBZxK54&amp;hl=en&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;Alien Kitten (Brigitta, Deea, Loredana, Mihaela) - No Stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2ZrRep1YF4&amp;hl=en&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/E2ZrRep1YF4&amp;hl=en&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/578921831723215406-1886409520110219347?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1886409520110219347/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=1886409520110219347' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/1886409520110219347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/1886409520110219347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_09.html' title='Just Great!'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-2739889183541000223</id><published>2008-11-08T01:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:35:31.036+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu vs. Ei</title><content type='html'>Am ajuns in ultima vreme la concluzia ca nu se merita sa faci lucruri bune pentru cei de langa tine, pentru ca oricum nu vor observa. Problema nu e asta insa, ci faptul ca exact atunci cand tu esti multumit de tine, de ceea ce ai facut, se trezeste acea persoana care se presupune ca tine la tine sa iti scoata ochii cu ceva. Sau.. poate intr-adevar nu faci un lucru asa cum e de dorit, insa AZI ai reusit sa il faci! Si parca iti doresti sa ti se zica macar un “Felicitari”, sau cel putin sa se citeasca asta pe fata respectivului… dar normal, nu se va intampla asta. Din contra, se va trezi TOCMAI IN ACEA ZI sa iti reproseze lucrul care de obicei lasa de dorit, insa pe care AZI MAH! ai reusit sa-l realizezi.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;   Si totusi, continuam sa facem lucruri gandindu-ne la cei din jurul nostru, e in firea umana cred. Probabil ar trebui sa incepem mai mult sa ne gandim la noi, sa fim mai egoisti. Voi fi cu siguranta contrazisa de unii, pentru ca suntem indemnati sa fim exact contrariul si probabil chiar si eu voi rade in sinea mea peste ceva vreme cand voi reciti ce am scris, dar asta simt acum. Voi merge pana acolo incat voi spune ca e timpul sa ne gandim la noi, la binele nostru, chiar cu riscul de a-i rani pe ceilalti. Incepe sa mi se para absurd sa ma tot gandesc la fericirea altora. Si a mea cand?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-2739889183541000223?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2739889183541000223/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=2739889183541000223' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/2739889183541000223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/2739889183541000223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/am-ajuns-in-ultima-vreme-la-concluzia.html' title='Tu vs. Ei'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-2860076674596152132</id><published>2008-09-20T01:13:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:21:05.964+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Daca...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;De poti sa nu -ti pierzi capul, cand toti in jurul tau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Si l-au pierdut pe-al lor gasindu-ti tie vina;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De poti atunci cand toti te cred nedemn si rau,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Si nu-ti pierzi nici o clipa increderea in tine; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De poti s-astepti oricat, fara sa-ti pierzi rabdarea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De rabzi sa fii mintit fara ca tu sa minti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sau cand hulit de oameni, tu nu cu razbunarea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sa vrei a le raspunde, dar nici cu rugaminti;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De poti visa, dar fara sa te robesti visarii,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De poti gandi, dar fara sa-ti faci din asta tel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De poti sa nu cazi prada nicicand disperarii,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Succesul si dezastrul primindu-le la fel;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De rabzi s-auzi cuvantul rostit candva de tine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rastalmacit de oameni, ciuntit si prefacut;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De poti sa-ti vezi idealul distrus si din ruine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sa-l recladesti cu ardoarea fierbinte din trecut;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De poti risca pe o carte intreaga ta avere,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Si tot ce-ai strans o viata sa pierzi intr-un minut, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Si atunci, fara a scoate o vorba de durere,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sa-ncepi agoniseala cu calm de la-nceput; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Si daca corpul tau uzat si obosit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Il vei putea forta sa-ti mai slujeasca inca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Numai cu strajnicia vointei tale, si-astfel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sa steie peste vreme asa cum sta o stanca;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De poti vorbi multimii fara sa minti, si daca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Te poti plimba ca regii, fara a te-ngamfa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;De, nici amicii, nici dusmanii nu pot vreun rau sa-ti faca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pentru ca doar dreptatea este calauza ta;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Si daca poti sa umpli minuta trecatoare;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sa nu pierzi nici o fila din al vietii tom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Al tau va fi pamantul, cu bunurile-i toate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Si ceea ce mai mult chiar, sa stii, ve fi un OM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                          ("Daca", Rudyard Kipling)&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/578921831723215406-2860076674596152132?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2860076674596152132/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=2860076674596152132' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/2860076674596152132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/2860076674596152132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/daca.html' title='Daca...'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-7598203387787160959</id><published>2008-08-24T01:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:27:51.628+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Actor sau nu?</title><content type='html'>Vorbeam ieri cu cineva pe messenger,  priveam mai bine zis monologul respectivului, si am ramas perplexa vazand cat de mult te poti insela in privinta cuiva. Si poate nu e prima data cand ti se intampla asta. Si de fiecare data incerci sa-ti justifici increderea pe care ai acordat-o persoanei respective, sa gasesti motive pentru care ai facut asta, pentru care te-ai inselat atat de mult. Te gandesti ca asta te va determina sa-ti alegi cu mai multa grija prietenii,  iubitii/iubitele. Devii mai sceptic cand cunosti pe cineva, iti trebuie mult timp pana sa te atasezi de acel cineva si cu atat mai mult sa-ti pui increderea pe tava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi... apare cineva... UN ACTOR, un actor care isi joaca rolul incredibil de bine. Pici din nou in plasa! Unde ti-e acum siguranta cu care vorbeai inainte cum ca nu vei mai face greseli de genul?&lt;br /&gt;SUNT SATULA DE ACTORI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-7598203387787160959?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7598203387787160959/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=7598203387787160959' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/7598203387787160959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/7598203387787160959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/actor-sau-nu.html' title='Actor sau nu?'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-1525801852040450452</id><published>2008-07-01T00:32:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:44:09.132+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Plecata (de acasa)</title><content type='html'>Chiar nu mai aveam de gand sa scriu pe blog, dar uite ca la insistentele cuiva ma straduiesc sa imbin cateva fraze, desi mi-e greu,  al dracului de greu. Pur si simplu a ajuns sa mi se para ciudat sa imi astern gandurile in scris, mai ales cand e vorba doar sa povestesc ceva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum sunt in Italia, pana in 1 septembrie mai exact. Inainte sa plec din tara, imi faceam mari probleme cum ca ma voi plictisi atata amar de vreme, dar sunt deja de aproape o luna aici si nu pot sa zic decat ca imi place; mult. Merg la mare zilnic si sunt exact ca o rata - odata ce intru in apa uit sa mai ies pana tarziu. Asa am reusit si sa ma prajesc in primele 2 zile, dar asta e cu totul o alta poveste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai, cei care nu ati mers cu avionul si aveti ocazia, sa nu o ratati! E absolut incredibil! Ai impresia ca zbori deasupra unui ocean de puf. A fost o experienta inedita si extrem de frumoasa, desi sincer aveam emotii mari. In rest... am mers prin Bologna, am vazut centrul istoric, am colindat magazinele,  am ramas cu gura cascata la unele preturi, am reusit sa fac totusi si multe cumparaturi ( in ritmul asta raman fara bani in curand), m-am prostit mai mult ca niciodata, m-am blocat in WC-ul din tren ("buda din baie"), beau zilnic bere vin (desi dupa w-e asta cred ca renunt! bag picioarele), am o scumpete de verisoara de 2 luni etc etc. Saptamana viitoare vine si gatita mea impreuna cu varu-meu, vom vizita, cutreiera mai multe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai mei se pare ca si-ar dori sa se mute aici, cel putin mama. Eu nu. E foarte frumos, n-am ce zice, dar nu -  nu as putea lasa toti prietenii acolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desi nu are nicio legatura cu Italia, vreau sa scriu oleaca si despre o mica excursie la Bucuresti( nici nu mai stiu sincer cand a fost, parca prin aprilie). Am stat la Flor(icica), o prietena draga, unde a venit si &lt;a href="http://4anotimpuri.wordpress.com/"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt;. Vorbeam aproape de un an pe mess, dar nu am avut ocazia sa ne intalnim. E o fiinta extraordinara, nu m-as fi gandit ca imi poate deveni o prietena atat de buna. Si pana la Bucale, nici nu m-as fi gandit ca are o imaginatie asa bogata, perversa chiar :D. Scarba mea! Tot atunci am intalnit-o si pe &lt;a href="http://alexaonewish.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alexa&lt;/a&gt;, o creata tare draguta, George - baiat bun :D, Alecsa... Sper ca nu am uitat pe nimeni. Tot atunci am mers si la Megastar... Sincer pe mine nu m-a impresionat asa de mult. Poate din cauza faptului ca la sfarsitul emisiunii toti sunt disperati sa vorbeasca cu "idolul" lor. Asta nu inseamna ca nu mi-a placut deloc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voi reveni cu poze din Italia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-1525801852040450452?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1525801852040450452/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=1525801852040450452' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/1525801852040450452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/1525801852040450452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/plecata-de-acasa.html' title='Plecata (de acasa)'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-8451842179207017605</id><published>2008-04-05T00:43:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:55:28.031+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am primit leapsa de la &lt;a href="http://hey--yo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt; sa insir la nimereala 8 lucruri adevarate despre mine...&lt;br /&gt;1.Nume: Loredana&lt;br /&gt;2.Varsta:18 ani&lt;br /&gt;Sunt si astea lucruri adevarate despre mine, nu?:)) Ok.. reluam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Sunt sincera, mult prea sincera incat uneori ma gandesc daca sa consider asta ca fiind o calitate sau un defect. Din cauza asta unii au o parere mai putin buna despre mine, chiar zilele trecute mi-a spus cineva ca as fi cea mai rautacioasa persoana pe care o cunoaste. Am si momente in care ma abtin, insa atunci devine mai grav, pentru ca vine si momentul cand "explodez". As putea intr-adevar adauga ca sunt si rautacioasa, dar cum zicea cineva... cu folos.&lt;br /&gt;2.Vorbesc mult uneori, aberez mai exact.&lt;br /&gt;3.Imi ador maimuta paroasa(cainele:)))! Oricat as spune, nu as putea sa-l dau(asta mi-a venit acum, cand il vad cat de scump e cum doarme).&lt;br /&gt;4.Imi place sa lenevesc.&lt;br /&gt;5.Nu ma plictisesc niciodata in a-i asculta/citi pe altii(bine, ma refer la cei apropiati). In schimb, cand vine vorba sa vorbesc despre mine... se cam schimba foaia.&lt;br /&gt;6.AA, bine ca mi-a amintit acum o prietena draga. Nu suport persoanele care isi trag nasul in public! :)) Sunteti scarbosi bai! Pana intr-o zi cand va borasc in poala.&lt;br /&gt;7.Ador calatoriile (chiar am vrut sa povestesc despre weekendul trecut, un weekend superb la cluj, dar uite ca lenea m-a impiedicat).&lt;br /&gt;8.Imi place libertatea, nu suport regulile, mai ales cele impuse de parinti. Uneori fac anumite lucruri doar pentru ca sunt opusul la ceea ce mi se spune sa fac. Asta nu e prea normal, nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapsa merge mai departe la: &lt;a href="http://bridgeroom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brigi&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="http://ideal-spirit.blogspot.com/"&gt;George&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-8451842179207017605?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8451842179207017605/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=8451842179207017605' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/8451842179207017605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/8451842179207017605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/am-primit-leapsa-de-la-ana-sa-insir-la.html' title=''/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-220639997415453223</id><published>2008-03-13T18:30:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T18:58:33.734+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Atonement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/R9lXjvlS5uI/AAAAAAAAABA/s0lNDVcEJ6w/s1600-h/951_Atonement%20Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177265518219028194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/R9lXjvlS5uI/AAAAAAAAABA/s0lNDVcEJ6w/s320/951_Atonement%2520Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De mult auzisem de el, dar nu ma prea atragea, pana nu mi-a fost recomandat de un amic. Este un film foarte bun, merita sa il vedeti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-220639997415453223?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/220639997415453223/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=220639997415453223' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/220639997415453223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/220639997415453223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='Atonement'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/R9lXjvlS5uI/AAAAAAAAABA/s0lNDVcEJ6w/s72-c/951_Atonement%2520Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-2489636042219761989</id><published>2008-03-12T22:55:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T16:12:07.246+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Winamp tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 .Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2.Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3.Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense. NO CHEATING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4.Bold the questions and with the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;5.Tag 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. Cum te simţi astăzi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Emiliana Torrini - Today Has Been Ok. Piesa reprezinta un bun raspuns, dar nu cred ca pe al meu. Azi ma simt mai degraba ca un pui in buda. De fapt ok nu este egal cu foarte bine, asa ca merge... today has been ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2.Vei ajunge departe în viaţă?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spitalul de urgenta - Traiasca berea. Interesant:)) Eu sper totusi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3.Cum te văd prietenii tăi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrice - Soulstorm. "Is his head in the clouds and no ground under him", asa ma vedeti bai?:)) Bine, transformat la feminin versul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4.Te vei căsători vreodată?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terra - 20. Daca e sa ma iau numai dupa titlul piesei, ce trebuie sa inteleg? Peste 20 de ani se va intampla asta? Deja pe atunci ar trebui totusi sa am si un bebe:ori ma voi razgandi ori voi avea unul din flori:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5.Care e tema preferată a celui mai bun prieten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wet Wet Wet-Love Is All Around. Gatito, stii piesa?:)) Nu-i nimic, ti se potriveste. Indragostita lu' mama indragostita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6.Care e povestea vieţii tale?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Willa Ford - A toast to men. "Fuck the men, let's drink to us!" Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7.Cum era în liceu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tegan and Sara - I Won't Be Left. Mai bine zic dupa ce termin a 12-a. Oricum intotdeauna totul pare mai frumos dupa ce se termina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8.Cum poţi avansa in viaţă?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cardigans - Live and Learn. De acord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;9.Care e cel mai fain lucru la prietenii tai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fray - Some Trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;10.Ce se preconizează pentru weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly Boucher - Life Is Short. God! Ce ar putea insemna asta?:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;11.Ce cântec te descrie cel mai bine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anastacia - Left Outside Alone. Hm, nu cred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;12.Dar pe bunicii tăi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl Crow - If It Makes You Happy. Din pacate nu mai am decat o bunica in viata, dar intotdeauna s-au gandit la binele nostru, ca orice bunici cred. Atat timp cat noi am fost fericiti(si au contribuit la asta) si ei au fost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;13.Cum îţi merge în viaţă?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne - Complicated. Hai mai, chiar asa?:)) Cred ca de multe ori imi complic eu existenta, trebuie sa mai lucrez la asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;14. Ce melodie îţi va cânta la înmormântare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocile. =)))))) Bai, parca va si vad bunici, cu carje, proteze (eu sper ca nu mor mai repede) cantandu-mi asa ceva la inmormantare. Babe si mosnegi perversi ce sunteti! ( Probabil nu stiti multi piesa, dar chiar nu am de gand sa o pun pe blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;15.Cum te vede restul lumii?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta &amp;amp; Loredana -Lele. Fie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;16. Vei avea o viata fericita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ombladon - Liceenii Rock'N'Roll. Versurile piesei nu-mi sugereaza tocmai fericire:)) Cel putin nu din punctul meu de vedere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;17.Ce cred prietenii cu adevarat despre tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anastacia - Seasons Change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;18.Sunt persoane care te doresc in secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jewel - Last Dance Rodeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;19.Cum sa ma fericesc singur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soko - I'll kill her. Aoleu, pe cine trebuie sa ucid?:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;20.Ce ar trebui sa faci cu viata ta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sia - Sunday. "Do nothing today/Give yourself a break/Let your imagination run away". Asta fac cam zilnic, dar nu m-am gandit ca ar putea duce undeva:)) Bine, stiu ca versurile au o semnificatie mai profunda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps:Prima data am vazut leapsa asta la blonda mica pe blog si mi s-a parut chiar tare. Incercati si voi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-2489636042219761989?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2489636042219761989/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=2489636042219761989' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/2489636042219761989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/2489636042219761989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/winamp-tag.html' title='Winamp tag'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-6026091849953161334</id><published>2008-03-07T14:36:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T16:06:23.715+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Duceti-va... invartindu-va (Go and shoot yourselves)</title><content type='html'>Nu suport oamenii plini de fite, infumurati sau cum vreti voi sa ii numiti. In ultima vreme dau peste tot de genul asta de oameni incat ma abtin cumplit sa nu ii scuip in fata. Macar imi ramane imaginatia, o imaginatie sadica in cazul asta. Cand vad tarfele alea care se cred fotomodeale si au impresia ca toata lumea le e la picioare, dar cand deschid gura iti vine sa fugi cat mai departe... Bai fufelor, mai bine folositi-va corpul pt placerile voastre si ale partenerilor(atentie, e plural!) si nu va mai dati mari doamne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu suport oamenii care nu inteleg ce inseamna "Nu", care sunt atat de insistenti, si se milogesc atat de mult de tine... Am zis o data ceva, pai lasa-ma in puii mei! Si daca dupa n insistente izbucnesc, loogic... tot eu sunt rea. Ei bine, ma doare fix in c00r! Ii mai adaug aici si pe cei care se plang non-stop. Schimba-ti dom'le toata viata din partea mea daca nu ti se pare ok, dar taci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu suport cand trebuie sa zic ori sa explic aceleasi lucruri de 2, 3.. n ori, mai ales cand e asa de evident si logic ce vreau sa spun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu suport telefonul. Nu am ceva cu el, ci cu oamenii care il folosesc, care se lungesc asa de muuult. Imi plac oamenii scurti si la obiect, cel putin de o bucata de vreme. Sau si mai rau, in timp ce vorbesc cu mine sa vorbeasca si cu cei de langa ei. WTF?? Vrei sa vorbesti cu ei? Inchide, fir-ar sa fie de telefon! Uneori mi-e jena de jena lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu suport oamenii mincinosi si ipocriti. De astia mi-e cel mai scarba. Intotdeauna am vrut sa mi se zica totul in fata, oricat de dur ar fi. Aruncati-va in mare si tineti-va respiratia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu-mi plac musafirii neinvitati in camaruta mea(asta depinde totusi de om, pe unii chiar ii rog sa ma deranjeze cand vor ei). De ce saracie nu te anunti?? Probabil sunt eu ciudata si am facut o obsesie din asta, insa mai nou am inceput sa tin interfonul inchis. Si nu, nu sunt salbatica. Poate un pic nesimtita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu suport manelistii aia imputiti care merg pe strada cu telefonul pus pe manele la maxim. Hello, s-au inventat castile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mai avea multe de adaugat, dar ma opresc aici. Uneori ma gandesc ca ar trebui eu sa manifest mai multa rabdare, dar e greu frate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-6026091849953161334?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6026091849953161334/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=6026091849953161334' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/6026091849953161334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/6026091849953161334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/duceti-va-invartindu-va-go-and-shut.html' title='Duceti-va... invartindu-va (Go and shoot yourselves)'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-8702384142100566851</id><published>2008-02-29T16:18:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:53:33.419+02:00</updated><title type='text'>O viata plina de satisfactii fara niciun regret?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Am auzit de multe ori replici de genul: "Nu regret nimic din ce am facut. Sunt o persoana hotarata si am stiut sa aleg intotdeauna ce e mai bine pentru mine." Intotdeauna m-am intrebat sincer daca e posibil ca un om sa nu fi incercat nici macar un sentiment de regret in viata lui.&lt;br /&gt;Faci ceva care duce la un rezultat dezastruos. Vrei sa dai timpul inapoi, sa nu mai repeti acea greseala, sa nu fi spus acele cuvinte. Mai degraba ne pare rau pentru efectul pe care l-am creat asupra noastra ori pentru durerea pe care am cauzat-o celor din jur. Sau privind inapoi, regretam pur si simplu ca am pierdut timp din viata pentru lucruri ce nu meritau si pe care la momentul respectiv le socoteam importante, ca nu am facut ceva mai devreme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De cele mai multe ori ne gandim "cum ar fi fost daca....". Imi pare rau pentru ca nu am fost capabila sa iau decizii mai bune, dar asta nu inseamna ca regret incercarile, greselile pe care le-am facut, chiar daca suna ciudat. De ce? Mi-ar fi placut ca experientele altora sa ma ajute macar intr-o anumita masura, dar nu, se pare ca trebuie sa dau cu capul ca sa invat. Asa ca pot sa spun ca desi dureros(sau nu) greselile m-au ajutat sa inteleg multe lucruri iar regretele m-au facut sa nu le mai repet. (Bine, uneori a trebuit sa dau cu capul de n ori... asta e partea a doua) Greselile anterioare = succese viitoare? Daca nu ar fi asa si am ramane tot in faza de dobitoci atunci chiar nu am realiza nimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toti iti spun ca trebuie sa uiti, ca trebuie sa traiesti in prezent si nu in trecut. De acord! Problema e ca nimeni nu iti spune si cum sa faci asta. Hm, nu e usor, si o stii si tu, tu cel care crezi ca ma ajuti cu astfel de sfaturi.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum, parerea mea e ca e mai bine sa regreti ceva ce ai facut, decat ceva ce nu ai facut si ai fi vrut. E bine sa risti uneori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am lungit mult prea mult, pentru ca ideea de la care am inceput sa scriu de fapt este... regretul cuiva, regretul cuiva cu privire la persoana mea. Nu voi intra in detalii.Trist... Atunci cand regreti pe cineva ar trebui sa te intrebi inainte daca merita sa faci asta doar pentru ca te-a dezamagit un pic, pentru ca nu a facut sau nu este exact asa cum vrei tu. Chiar nu ti-a adus nicio bucurie in viata? Nu ai avut nici macar o clipa de fericire alaturi de persoana respectiva? Nu ai nici o amintire frumoasa legata de ea? Atunci de ce sa o regreti? Daca chiar nu esti in stare sa intelegi, sa ierti, macar nu ii arunca in fata ca te-a dezamagit enorm si ca regreti ca ai cunoscut-o. Bucura-te ca ai cunoscut-o. Te-a durut atat de tare ce a facut? Mai bine uraste-o decat sa o regreti:)) E prea pretios timpul tau sa faci asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da, regret ca ii dezamagesc pe ceilalti. Sunt om.&lt;br /&gt;Regret vorbele aruncate fara a gandi, tot ce ar fi trebuit si as fi putut sa fac si totusi nu am facut, ce ar fi trebuit sa nu fac si totusi am facut... Regret ca regret prea multe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplu de zis, greu de facut: "Fara regrete! Aduna-te si mergi mai departe, ia-o 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/578921831723215406-8702384142100566851?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8702384142100566851/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=8702384142100566851' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/8702384142100566851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/8702384142100566851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-viata-plina-de-satisfactii-fara.html' title='O viata plina de satisfactii fara niciun regret?'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578921831723215406.post-1099332591675568325</id><published>2008-02-29T16:02:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:34:27.092+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Sincer nu aveam nici cea mai mica intentie sa imi fac blog. De fapt, imediat ce l-am facut ma gandeam sa-l sterg. Nu am facut asta pentru ca e la moda sa ai blog, pentru ca toata lumea are ci insistentele unora au reusit in final sa ma convinga. Plus ca am descoperit ca faptul de a scrie ce gandesc chiar ma ajuta. Sper sa nu ma plictisesc repede (rabdarea nu e unul din punctele mele forte) si sa reusesc sa scriu cate ceva destul de des.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578921831723215406-1099332591675568325?l=l-myworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1099332591675568325/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578921831723215406&amp;postID=1099332591675568325' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/1099332591675568325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578921831723215406/posts/default/1099332591675568325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-myworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello_7580.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>lore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15305879271245095927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WEwiwnwuMwE/SRTSfeeRBSI/AAAAAAAAADY/SYZSp-ABrtk/S220/a2fb3bcd321abc2fb745631eefc7046c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
