<?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-3159997559021730180</id><updated>2012-01-09T23:23:38.739+02:00</updated><category term='Oscar'/><category term='Thoughts...'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Martisor'/><category term='Amintire'/><category term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><category term='Film'/><category term='Uncategorized'/><category term='Primavara'/><category term='Facebook'/><title type='text'>simplu...blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Timpul e o fiară care are nesfârşita răbdare de a înghiţi totul...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-1282214625247114136</id><published>2011-03-01T22:27:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T22:28:17.462+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martisor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primavara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintire'/><title type='text'>Primavara a venit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sau nu!....1 martie, inceput de primavara....dar unde e primavara?! unde sunt florile?!..unde sunt razele calduroase ale soarelui?!..unde e emotia aia&amp;nbsp; ce ne cuprinde pe toti cand respiram aer de primavara?!..unde e mirosul specific de primavara?!...probabil toate acestea se ascund in spatele fulgilor de nea care continua sa cada pe pamantul rece, acoperindu`l cu un strat destul de consistent de zapada....plapamandu`l ghiocel ramanand ascuns in locsorul lui de hibernare, unii mai indrazneti iesind pricajiti in intampinarea primaverii, probabil semnaland`o ca ar trebui sa`si faca aparitia deoarece ii ducem dorul cu multa ardoare!....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mergeam azi spre facultate ( acelasi drum, care mi se pare asa lung si totusi scurt, de minim 4 ori pe zi, parcurs la pas, prin frig si acoperita de inca o "haina"&amp;nbsp; de nea) si cautam cu ochii o urma de primavara... in schimb vedea in jur oameni tremurand si tristi care se inghesuiau pe la unele tarabute pipernicite, unde se mai vindeau cateva martisoare, singurele prevestitoare ale primaverii, singurele semne ca primavara a inceput!....cautam entuziasmul acela cu care oamenii erau inzestrati in alegerea unui martisor special pentru cineva special din viata lor si vedeam oameni grabiti, care nu analizau prea bine oferta si care alegeau ce gaseau la primul comerciant, plateau in graba, cu mainile tremurande scotand banii din portofel si nici macar multumind politicos vanzatorului, smulgand mai mult din mana acestuia cele achizionate si cautand cel mai apropiat loc calduros unde puteau aduce un zambet pe buzele inghetate ale celor dragi, incercand sa le aduca o raza de caldura in suflet, prin acest gest....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway....prin fata ochilor inca se perinda o amintire despre acea primavara pe care cu totii o asteptam si suspin si ma intristez cand ma uit pe geam si vad altceva!....frumoasa si iarna nimic de zis....dar come on...it`s spring time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;In incheierea scurtei mele meditatii&amp;nbsp; va urez o primavara cat mai calduroasa si cat mai frumoasa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;See ya'....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&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/3159997559021730180-1282214625247114136?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1282214625247114136/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2011/03/primavara-venit.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/1282214625247114136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/1282214625247114136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2011/03/primavara-venit.html' title='Primavara a venit...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-7259987295230747562</id><published>2011-02-28T13:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T13:00:35.814+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><title type='text'>Back in business....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A trecut ceva vreme de cand n-am mai dat pe aici, te-am cam neglijat my dear one, sper sa ma poti ierta draga blog!:)....nu are rost sa-mi justific lipsa pentru ca as avea multe motive de transpus pe aici si nu cred ca toate ar fi destul de bine intemeiate....lasam totul pe lipsa inspiratiei si pe sfanta lene!:)...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si totusi ce m-a determinat sa revin pe aici, pai imi era dor a tastea asa de aiurea ce-mi trece prin minte...si azi de dimineata m-a palit....dupa ce am vazut lista castigorilor la premiile Oscar...mi-am zis da...trebuie sa scriu despre.&amp;nbsp; Nu stiu prea multe detalii picante de la festivitatea de decernare a premiilor, nu m`am uitat nici la discursurile castigatorilor ( rusin sa-mi fie!) , doar sunt multumita, sa spunem, ca favoritii mei au castigat....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "The King's Speech"..un film care merita vazut pana la capat, chiar daca dupa primele minute o sa ti se para plictisitor...istorie, rege balbait, ce subiect neinteresant, ar spune unii....ei bine eu m-am aprovizionat cu floricele, cola si multa ciocolata si am urmarit plina de interes acest film...nu vreau sa povestesc prea multe despre el, pentru ca asa mai "fur" un pic din farmecul, pot sa va zic doar ca nu a castigat 4 premii Oscar degeaba, mai ales ca a fost desemnat Cel mai bun film!...Daca pana acum nu ati avut curiozitatea sa va uitati, daca prietenii, trailer-ul si altele nu n-au convins pana acum, macar premiile aceastea sa va determine sa fiti curiosi in legatura cu acest film!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Un alt film, pe care l-am asteptat de prin vara, este "Black Swan"....de cand am vazut trailer-ul am spus ca trebuie sa-l vad....nu ma intrebati de ce mi-am dorit asa tare sa-l vad ca nu stiu sa va raspund....poate Natalie Portman, poate subiectul, poate baletul, poate transformarea care se petrece cu actrita din rolul principal, poate multe altele....stiu doar ca atunci cand a aparut l-am si luat , desi era intr-o versiune nu prea buna, apoi am gasit HD-ul ..si l-am savurat iar sa zic asa....intradevar rolul lui Natalie Portman e demn de Oscar.. ...si ca sa o scurtez....uitati-va la film sa vedeti de ce!:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "The Social Network"...recunosc ca m-am chinuit sa ma uit la el...nu aveam niciodata dispozitia necesara pentru a vedea cum s-a creat Facebook-ul....dar stand eu asa intruna pe facebook (btw conform unei aplicatii specifice mi-a iesit ca petrec in jur de 80 de minute pe facebook...it`s a lie...petrec mai multe:P)....cum ziceam...stand asa de`aiurea pe facebook s-a aprins beculetul...mai omule dar totusi eu folosesc acest site de socializare fara sa stiu macar cum a fost infiintat?!....si uite asa m-am apucat de "The Social Network"! Daca nu l-ati vazut pana acum, macar pentru faptul ca folositi Cartea Fetei in fiecare zi majoritatea dintre voi...ar trebui sa-l vedeti sa stiti macar cateva informatii despre cel care v-a facut aceasta mare bucurie de a va pierde minute bune doar verificand statusuri, comentarii, poze....aaaa si sa nu uitam farmville, cityville si restu':)....la urma urmei e cea mai buna metoda de promovare si cea care are cel mai mare efect, pentru ca sa recunoastem, cele mai multe informatii legate de petreceri, event-uri, cele mai tari cafenele, pub-uri, lansari de carte, expozitii si multe multe altele....sunt furnizate de maretul Facebook!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si ca sa inchei....Sabrina sa-ti fie o mare mare mare si mai mare rusine ca n-ai vazut "Inception"...promit sa ma apuc de el!!!:)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; See ya!:)....&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/3159997559021730180-7259987295230747562?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7259987295230747562/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-in-business.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7259987295230747562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7259987295230747562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-in-business.html' title='Back in business....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-9219116919398320920</id><published>2010-07-16T18:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T18:05:49.117+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>Trist....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zilele acestea am fost intristati de moartea unui om care ne-a incantat auzul cu vocea ei inconfundabila....acest mare om se numeste Madalina Manole, un artist complet, caruia totusi ii lipsea ceva, de a hotarat sa ne paraseasca. Nu am fost fan Madalina Manole, dar totusi fredonam cu drag anumite piese ale ei...Si ca un ultim omagiu....o melodie de pe noul album al artistei&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/1m8uOBnsJrQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/1m8uOBnsJrQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-9219116919398320920?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/9219116919398320920/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/07/trist.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/9219116919398320920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/9219116919398320920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/07/trist.html' title='Trist....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-7917194171907591949</id><published>2010-07-06T08:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T08:41:56.159+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Long time since....</title><content type='html'>I'm back! cu o super piesa....pentru a trece peste ceea ce (mi) s-a intamplat in ultimele zile este nevoie de putina muzica buna , de aceea impart cu voi Adam Lambert - What Do You Want From Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/BovthPByLTo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=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-nocookie.com/v/BovthPByLTo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="300"&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/3159997559021730180-7917194171907591949?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7917194171907591949/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/07/long-time-since.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7917194171907591949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7917194171907591949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/07/long-time-since.html' title='Long time since....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-2640811924948042461</id><published>2010-06-09T08:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T08:55:53.268+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Ce spun zodiile pe patul de moarte</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="bbtext"&gt;Fiecare zodie pe limba ei piere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berbec:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increzatori in propriile puteri, dar cinstiti cu ei insisi, berbecii &lt;a class="ARBOcontext_flu" href="javascript:void(0)" id="anchorbbtBubble17" redirect="http://new.arbocontext.ro/core/ad_transaction?att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;474;237;21329;713;1409050559992046364;25;2;6;1805934022&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro"&gt;par&lt;div id="overbbtBubble17" style="border: medium none; height: 16px; left: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 23px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" id="overbbtBubble17ifr" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="overbbtBubble17ifr" scrolling="no" src="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;474;237;21329;713;1409050559992046364;25;2;6;1805934022&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro" style="display: none;" url="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;474;237;21329;713;1409050559992046364;25;2;6;1805934022&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  ca vor sa dea coltul impacati cu propriile lor realizari lumesti. „L-am  suparat pe Dumnezeu si omenirea pentru ca munca mea n-a fost de  calitatea care ar fi trebuit“, a zis Leonardo da Vinci, desi e greu de  crezut ca ar fi putut sa-i iasa ceva mai bine decat i-a iesit.  Aventurierul italian Giacomo Casanova a fost ceva mai multumit de sine  si, inainte sa inchida ochii, a spus: „Am trait ca un filosof, mor ca un  crestin.“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taur:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zodie de pamant, preocupata de cele lumesti, Taurul are tot felul de &lt;a class="ARBOcontext_flu" href="javascript:void(0)" id="anchorbbtBubble109" redirect="http://new.arbocontext.ro/core/ad_transaction?att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;474;296;21289;712;147773636170744506;25;2;6;2228615180&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro"&gt;probleme&lt;div id="overbbtBubble109" style="border: medium none; height: 16px; left: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 62px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" id="overbbtBubble109ifr" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="overbbtBubble109ifr" scrolling="no" src="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;474;296;21289;712;147773636170744506;25;2;6;2228615180&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro" style="display: none;" url="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;474;296;21289;712;147773636170744506;25;2;6;2228615180&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  marunte pe patul de moarte. „Mor sau e ziua mea?“, se intreba Lady  Astor, prima femeie din Parlametul Britanic, in timp ce scriitorul  britanic J.M. Barrie, parintele literar al lui Peter Pan, zicea ca „Nu  pot sa dorm!“. Salvador Dali, cel mai suprarealist dintre tauri, isi  cauta ceasul, in timp ce poetul olandez Gerrit Achterberg a gasit cam  tarziu de cuviinta sa o lase mai moale cu mancarea. „Da, dar nu prea  multi“, i-a zis el sotiei sale, care il intrebase daca vrea niste  cartofi prajiti, si in secunda urmatoare a facut infarct. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemeni:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oameni plini de viata cum ii stim, Gemenii stiu sa savureze si ultimele  clipe ale sederii lor pe pamant. Errol Flynn, un actor cu un &lt;a class="ARBOcontext_flu" href="javascript:void(0)" id="anchorbbtBubblePhr0" redirect="http://new.arbocontext.ro/core/ad_transaction?att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;30;33012;1475;38;5180031392068077003;36;2;6;168440901&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wellnessplusint.com"&gt;stil de viata&lt;div id="overbbtBubblePhr0" style="border: medium none; height: 16px; left: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 78px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" id="overbbtBubblePhr0ifr" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="overbbtBubblePhr0ifr" scrolling="no" src="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;30;33012;1475;38;5180031392068077003;36;2;6;168440901&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wellnessplusint.com" style="display: none;" url="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;30;33012;1475;38;5180031392068077003;36;2;6;168440901&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wellnessplusint.com"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  foarte flamboaiant, a zis asa: „M-am distrat al dracului de bine si nu  regret niciun minut din viata!“. Un alt actor celebru, Laurence Olivier,  a avut de facut urmatorul comentariu, in timp ce asistenta medicala  care trebuia sa-i umezeasca buzele a gresit tinta: „Nu suntem in Hamlet,  nu-mi pune aia in ureche!“. Olivier stia foarte bine despre ce  vorbeste, ca doar regizase si jucase rolul principal in celebrul Hamlet  din 1946 – iar regele Danemarcei, stiti bine, moare dupa ce i se toarna  otrava in ureche. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rac: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racii ar trebui sa aiba o intuitie foarte dezvoltata si e foarte  probabil ca imparatul roman Iulius Cezar s-o fi avut de-a lungul vietii.  In ultima zi, insa, intuitia l-a tradat si asa a ajuns sa exclame: „Si  tu, Brutus?“. Totodata, racii sunt si cam depresivi, asa ca sa nu ne  mire ca pictorita mexicana Frieda Kahlo a zis cam asa: „Sper ca  despartirea sa fie cu bucurie si sper sa nu ma mai intorc.“ Se zice ca  pictorita, care era grav bolnava, a cam grabit „despartirea” cu o  supradoza de calmante, dar nu se stie nimic exact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leu: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, leii, stapani ai lumii! Probabil ca leii ar vrea sa nu moara  niciodata, &lt;a class="ARBOcontext_flu" href="javascript:void(0)" id="anchorbbtBubble437" redirect="http://new.arbocontext.ro/core/ad_transaction?bdid=39a44eabf7e27bd21a7905beda61d4f6cc5aafb4&amp;amp;att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;558;30235;31586;950;7566266439810986697;20;2;6;2344427137&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Ftocmai.arbocontext.ro%2Findex.php%2Fsite%2Fgo_to%2F%3Fkwl%3DTOCMAI%26bdid%3D39a44eabf7e27bd21a7905beda61d4f6cc5aafb4"&gt;tocmai&lt;div id="overbbtBubble437" style="border: medium none; height: 16px; left: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 45px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" id="overbbtBubble437ifr" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="overbbtBubble437ifr" scrolling="no" src="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;558;30235;31586;950;7566266439810986697;20;2;6;2344427137&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Ftocmai.arbocontext.ro%2Findex.php%2Fsite%2Fgo_to%2F%3Fkwl%3DTOCMAI%26bdid%3D39a44eabf7e27bd21a7905beda61d4f6cc5aafb4" style="display: none;" url="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;689597047326719148;777718866366523165;558;30235;31586;950;7566266439810986697;20;2;6;2344427137&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Ftocmai.arbocontext.ro%2Findex.php%2Fsite%2Fgo_to%2F%3Fkwl%3DTOCMAI%26bdid%3D39a44eabf7e27bd21a7905beda61d4f6cc5aafb4"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  ca sa nu se compare cu restul zodiilor, iar daca restul zodiilor ar fi  nemuritoare, leii ar vrea sa moara tocmai din orgoliu. Alexandru cel  Mare a fost, cel mai probabil, nascut in aceasta zodie, iar ultimele lui  cuvinte au fost „Cel mai puternic!” E adevarat, nu se gandea la el, ci  raspundea unei intrebari legate de cine ar trebui sa conduca imperiul  dupa moartea sa. Alt imparat Leu a fost Napoleon Bonaparte. Ultimele  sale cuvinte au fost o enumerare a lucrurilor in care crezuse toata  viata: „Franta, Armata, Josephine...”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bbtext"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fecioara:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cum se stie, chiar daca sunt mai greu de pornit, cand vine vorba  de bautura, fecioarele se dovedesc a fi imposibil de oprit odata ce au  deschis supapa. Sa nu ne mire deci ca Jack Daniel, creatorul celebrului  whisky de Tennessee, a zis cam asa inainte sa moara: „Un ultim pahar, te  rog!“. Si nu se referea la apa... Fecioarele sunt si foarte analitice,  ceea ce nu tot timpul le prinde bine. Poate ca din cauza asta filosoful  german G.W. Hegel i-a adresat studentului sau preferat, chiar inainte sa  moara, urmatoarea fraza plina de intelesuri: „Numai tu m-ai inteles, si  m-ai inteles gresit!“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Balanta:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O zodie a artistilor despicarii firului de &lt;a class="ARBOcontext_flu" href="javascript:void(0)" id="anchorbbtBubble115" redirect="http://new.arbocontext.ro/core/ad_transaction?att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;474;237;21329;713;7301957564207346452;25;2;6;353674947&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro"&gt;par&lt;div id="overbbtBubble115" style="border: medium none; height: 16px; left: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 23px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" id="overbbtBubble115ifr" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="overbbtBubble115ifr" scrolling="no" src="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;474;237;21329;713;7301957564207346452;25;2;6;353674947&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro" style="display: none;" url="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;474;237;21329;713;7301957564207346452;25;2;6;353674947&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  in patru, Balantele au mereu ceva de comentat. Inclusiv cand sunt pe  patul de moarte. Iata exemplul dramaturgului Eugene O’Neill, care a  remarcat cu ultimele sale puteri: „M-am nascut intr-o &lt;a class="ARBOcontext_flu" href="javascript:void(0)" id="anchorbbtBubble146" redirect="http://new.arbocontext.ro/core/ad_transaction?bdid=bc363d1762aa9080db93b577ea29f16cefea9e4f&amp;amp;att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;558;32676;31591;950;6243302520378011574;20;2;6;783555580&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Ftocmai.arbocontext.ro%2Findex.php%2Fsite%2Fgo_to%2F%3Fkwl%3DCAMERA%26bdid%3Dbc363d1762aa9080db93b577ea29f16cefea9e4f"&gt;camera&lt;div id="overbbtBubble146" style="border: medium none; height: 16px; left: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 49px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" id="overbbtBubble146ifr" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="overbbtBubble146ifr" scrolling="no" src="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;558;32676;31591;950;6243302520378011574;20;2;6;783555580&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Ftocmai.arbocontext.ro%2Findex.php%2Fsite%2Fgo_to%2F%3Fkwl%3DCAMERA%26bdid%3Dbc363d1762aa9080db93b577ea29f16cefea9e4f" style="display: none;" url="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;558;32676;31591;950;6243302520378011574;20;2;6;783555580&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Ftocmai.arbocontext.ro%2Findex.php%2Fsite%2Fgo_to%2F%3Fkwl%3DCAMERA%26bdid%3Dbc363d1762aa9080db93b577ea29f16cefea9e4f"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  de hotel si, fir-ar al dracului sa fie, mor tot intr-una.“ O problema  asemanatoare avea si scriitorul Oscar Wilde, caruia nu-i convenea deloc  tapetul de pe pereti: „Tapetul asta ma omoara. Ori dispare el, ori  dispar eu”, a zis Wilde. Fizic vorbind, Wilde a disparut primul, imediat  dupa ce a rostit aceste vorbe. Abia ulterior a fost schimbat si  tapetul. Balantele stiu insa si cum sa fie politicoase atunci cand vor.  Scriitorul de science-fiction H.G. Wells a spus cam asa, inainte sa  moara: „Duceti-va, mi-e bine!” Sa-l mai notam si pe comicul american  Groucho Marx, care s-a exprimat in felul urmator: „Sa mor? Asta-i  ultimul lucru pe care o sa-l fac!“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scorpion:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zodie sensibila si politicoasa, Scorpionul este atat de preocupat de  cei din jur incat nici in ultimele clipe nu-si poate concentra atentia  asupra propriilor sale &lt;a class="ARBOcontext_flu" href="javascript:void(0)" id="anchorbbtBubble286" redirect="http://new.arbocontext.ro/core/ad_transaction?att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;474;296;21289;712;8363910177486290384;25;2;6;976866864&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro"&gt;probleme&lt;div id="overbbtBubble286" style="border: medium none; height: 16px; left: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 62px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" id="overbbtBubble286ifr" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="overbbtBubble286ifr" scrolling="no" src="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;474;296;21289;712;8363910177486290384;25;2;6;976866864&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro" style="display: none;" url="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;474;296;21289;712;8363910177486290384;25;2;6;976866864&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.roxango.ro"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Iata exemplul Mariei Antoaneta, care, in timp ce era condusa spre  ghilotina, legata la ochi, l-a calcat pe un picior pe calau, dupa care a  spus: „Scuzati-ma, domnule!“ Sau, daca nu va este de ajuns, luati la  cunostinta cazul lui John Fitzgerald Kennedy care, pana sa intre in coma  letala, dupa ce a fost impuscat, a apucat sa intrebe: „E cineva ranit?”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagetator:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aventurierii zodiacului, amuzanti si instabili, sagetatorii nu pleaca  dintre noi fara sa isi exprime dubiile: „Ma cam doare“, a spus  presedintele francez Charles de Gaulle, in timp ce contemporanul sau  englez Winston Churchill a spus: „M-am plictisit de tot“. Apoi a intrat  in coma si a murit. Poetul Heinrich Heine a fost optimist, si inainte sa  moara, a zis cam asa: „Dumnezeu o sa ma ierte, asta e meseria Lui.“  Edith Piaf, de alta parte, era ceva mai sceptica: „Pentru fiecare  prostie pe care o faceti in &lt;a class="ARBOcontext_flu" href="javascript:void(0)" id="anchorbbtBubble439" redirect="http://new.arbocontext.ro/core/ad_transaction?att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;36;32738;1640;46;5825052145617365253;30;2;6;2123848178&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wellnessplusint.com"&gt;viata&lt;div id="overbbtBubble439" style="border: medium none; height: 16px; left: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 35px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" id="overbbtBubble439ifr" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="overbbtBubble439ifr" scrolling="no" src="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;36;32738;1640;46;5825052145617365253;30;2;6;2123848178&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wellnessplusint.com" style="display: none;" url="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;36;32738;1640;46;5825052145617365253;30;2;6;2123848178&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wellnessplusint.com"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  veti plati“. Oricum, e clar ca misticismul si superstitiile sunt cu  adevarat specifice sagatetorilor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorn:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conservatorismul e una dintre caracteristicile acestei zodii. Poate ca  din cauza asta, inainte sa moara, celebrul actor Humphrey Bogart a  regretat schimbarile &lt;a class="ARBOcontext_flu" href="javascript:void(0)" id="anchorbbtBubble477" redirect="http://new.arbocontext.ro/core/ad_transaction?att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;36;24005;1636;46;3856159515908956571;30;2;6;725551403&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wellnessplusint.com"&gt;produse&lt;div id="overbbtBubble477" style="border: medium none; height: 16px; left: 0px; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 52px;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" id="overbbtBubble477ifr" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="overbbtBubble477ifr" scrolling="no" src="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;36;24005;1636;46;3856159515908956571;30;2;6;725551403&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wellnessplusint.com" style="display: none;" url="http://cdn.code.new.arbocontext.ro/app/html/overWordLayer.html#att=4&amp;amp;atd=338;1987268300463166405;777718866366523165;36;24005;1636;46;3856159515908956571;30;2;6;725551403&amp;amp;bbMainDomain=new.arbocontext.ro&amp;amp;curl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wellnessplusint.com"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  in viata lui si a decis: „Nu trebuia sa fi trecut de pe scotch pe  Martini!“ Capricornii sunt si firi sociabile. Vittorio Alfieri, unul  dintre cei mai mari dramaturgi italieni, si-a adus aminte de bunii sai  amici inainte sa dea ortul popii. „Aplaudati, prieteni, mor!“, a zis el.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Varsator:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varsatorii stiu sa-si arate ca sunt o zodie a rebelilor chiar si cand  li se apropie sfarsitul. Intrebat daca are ceva de spus inainte sa  moara, scriitorul american Eduard Abbey a zis: „Nu comentez!“, iar  celebrul rocker Kurt Cobain, in scrisoarea sa de adio, a zis ca e „mai  bine sa arzi decat sa te stingi“. Varsatorii stiu si ei sa aprecieze o  bautura buna: „De mult n-am mai baut sampanie“, a exclamat dramaturgul  rus Anton Cehov, bucuros ca sora medicala i-a adus un pahar din minunata  licoare ca sa-i mai indulceasca suferinta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pesti:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zodie plina de romantism, Pestii au mereu de propovaduit dragostea.  Inainte sa moara, fostul Beatles George Harrison le-a spus celor din  jur: „Sa va iubiti!“. Inventatorul Alexander Graham Bell, pe care sotia  il ruga sa nu o paraseasca, n-a apucat sa mai spuna decat atat: „Nu.“ Si  tendinta de a exagera e o caracteristica a zodiei, desi comediantul  american Del Close probabil ca nu exagera cu nimic spunand, pe patul de  moarte: „Multumesc, Doamne, ma saturasem sa fiu cel mai amuzant din  camera!”. Si sa nu uitam ca reprezentantii acestei zodii nu prea stiu sa  fie punctuali si sunt cam exagerat de pasivi. Iata de ce ultimele  cuvinte ale poetului ungur János Arany au fost urmatoarele: „Cat e  ceasul? De fapt, nu mai conteaza...“&amp;nbsp;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bbtext"&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/3159997559021730180-2640811924948042461?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2640811924948042461/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/06/ce-spun-zodiile-pe-patul-de-moarte.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2640811924948042461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2640811924948042461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/06/ce-spun-zodiile-pe-patul-de-moarte.html' title='Ce spun zodiile pe patul de moarte'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-4382036945555095471</id><published>2010-05-23T10:51:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T10:54:48.580+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>Nu stim....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nu stim sa fim mai altruisti, nu stim sa avem grija de mediul inconjurator, nu stim sa avem grija de simturile cu care am fost inzestrati, nu stim sa avem grija de ceea ce se numeste "viata", ca sa nu o lungesc prea mult...Cei care stiu sa aprecieze astfel de lucruri sunt cei care le duc lipsa....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zilele trecute, am intalnit o persoana care m-a facut sa reflectez asupra acestor lucruri, si sa-mi dau seama cat de egoista pot fi uneori si cat de ipocrita chiar , ca nu sunt in stare sa ma bucur de ceea ce am si mai rau....nu sunt in stare sa am grija de ceea ce am....Persoana despre care va povestesc e un tanar in jurul varstei de 31 de ani, un&amp;nbsp; tanar caruia ii plac calatoriile, tocmai ce se intorcea din Moldova de peste Prut, un tanar caruia ii place muzica foarte mult, sa o asculte si sa o compuna chiar, bine el ne-a povestit cum creeaza seturi de mixuri, pentru ca ii place muzica aceasta comerciala, dar iubeste rock'ul, un tanar care era destul de "citit" chiar daca uraste cititul, un tanar care iubeste radio'ul si care chiar modereaza o emisiune de radio pentru tineri....si toate astea le face folosindu-se de doar 4 dintre cele 5 simturi pe care unii din noi le poseda, sa zic asa...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tanarul acela era orb din nastere...dar asta nu reprezinta un obstacol pentru el....desi traieste intr-o lume o intunericului si nu este capabil nici macar sa-si imagineze cum arata anumite lucruri....e capabil sa calatoreasca fara insotitor, e capabil sa faca o emisiune de radio dupa cum am mai zis, e capabil sa socializeze prin intermediul maretului internet asa cum o facem si noi, e un tanar plin de umor, vreau sa zic&amp;nbsp; ca pana la destinatie ne-am distrat grozav cu povestirile lui, mai ales din perioada in care era si el adolescent...ca sa va amuzati si voi iata unele din povestirile lui....a stat la internat timp de 13 ani...ani in care si`a facut multi prieteni, si eu cu dizabilitati ce-i drept, ani in care s-a distrat pe cinste si-a uitat de problemele sale...povestea cum faceau concurs care sparge becul cu perna primul...si spunea ca adora sa auda sunetul de neon spart...povestea cum nu aveau curent( trist, foarte trista aceasta situatie) si faceau anumite improvizatii pentru a-si asigura caldura in camere la un "resou din beton"(cum l-a denumit el) si mai ales pentru a-si face meniul lor preferat cartofi prajiti in margarina, furata de la micul dejun...spunea ca ei nu-si dadeau seama daca erau gata cartofii, conta doar faptul ca se imbatau cu acel miros specific...ne-a mai povestit cum faceau petreceri si gustau putin vin rosu, ca doar mergea pe timp de iarna si spunea ca i-a fost greu la inceput datorita problemei pe care o are, dar acum nu are nimic impotriva, s-a obisnuit si se bucura de viata, asa cum o are....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mi-a mai placut faptul ca era la curent cu ce se intampla in tarisoara asta si a tras o concluzie foarte buna: cadem in gol si nu e nimeni sa ne salveze si nici parasuta nu avem;)...Si a zis foarte raspicat ca el e demn ca e roman si ii critica cu ardoare pe cei care folosesc alta limba decat romana, in tara lor de bastina...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta exemplu demn de urmat, in ceea ce priveste aprecierea faptului ca ni s-a oferit o sansa unica, aceea de a trai si tine de noi daca suntem capabil sa profitam din plin de aceasta sau nu...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;See ya'...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/3159997559021730180-4382036945555095471?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4382036945555095471/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/05/nu-stim.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/4382036945555095471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/4382036945555095471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/05/nu-stim.html' title='Nu stim....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-9173202723870139389</id><published>2010-05-07T23:40:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T23:43:22.309+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Astern aceste randuri pentru a ma elibera de un sentiment apasator ce nu ma lasa sa respir....a fost o perioada mai incarcata pentru omul din mine si la propriu si la figurat...si as vrea sa simt ca pot rasufla usurata si sa spun ca totul a trecut...cu bine...nu e asa, vremea incepe sa fie tulbure si afara si asta se rasfrange asupra lumii mele...o lume mica, ce s`a pierdut in valurile vietii...imi spun mereu ca mai e putin, si trece....e doar o perioada innorata si curand va veni soarele pe strada ta...dar se pare ca momentul mult asteptat se indeparteaza de mine , intarziind la nesfarsit....mi-era dor sa ma destanui pe aici, dar imi este totusi teama sa scriu tot ce am in minte....de&amp;nbsp; fapt nici nu vreau sa ma mai gandesc ...incoltita de cei 4 pereti ai camerei simt ca nu mai am scapare si intradevar altceva nu`mi ramane de facut decat sa`mi pun gandurile in ordine si sa incerc sa le ierarhizez cum trebuie...e liniste deplina....doar zgomotele scoase de boxele de laptopului mai inving uneori aceasta liniste, aceasta pustietate....aveam nevoie de acest calm adanc ce ma inconjoara, dar parca totusi as vrea sa aud voci...vorbe rostite, aruncate in aer fara vreun scop anume... ma simt de parca as fi Iona lui M.Sorescu.:)..si am o multime de intrebari retorice care`mi inunda mintea, dar pe care nu am curajul sa le rostesc....asa ca prefer sa ma pierd in decor, pana cand....pana cand....pana cand.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-9173202723870139389?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/9173202723870139389/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/05/astern-aceste-randuri-pentru-ma-elibera.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/9173202723870139389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/9173202723870139389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/05/astern-aceste-randuri-pentru-ma-elibera.html' title='.....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-2958453307002981508</id><published>2010-04-24T01:06:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:08:04.362+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>Zi dulce de primavara....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S9IYhAKvn-I/AAAAAAAAADc/WGuLOtJOqAQ/s1600/DSC01607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S9IYhAKvn-I/AAAAAAAAADc/WGuLOtJOqAQ/s320/DSC01607.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Intr-un colţ se afla o bancă de piatră, pe alocuri cîteva statui cuprinse de mucegai, cîteva bolţi părăginite care putrezeau lîngă zid. Nu mai erau alei şi straturi. Pretu-tindeni, bălării. Se sfîrşise cu grădinăritul şi se reîntor-sese natura. Buruienile năpădeau peste tot, bucurie nemărginită pentru o biată palmă de pămînt. Mixandrele înflorite erau o sărbătoare. In grădina asta nimic nu oprea în loc strădania sfîntă a lucrurilor către viaţă. Creşterea paradisiacă era la ea acasă. Copacii se aplecaseră spre mărăcini, mărăcinii se ridicaseră spre copaci, plantele se căţăraseră, ramurile se înclinaseră, tot ceea ce se tîrăşte pe pămînt se întâlnise cu ceea ce creşte în aer ; ceea ce flutură în vînt se aplecase spre ceea ce şerpuie în muşchi. Trunchiurile, ramurile, frunzele, fibrele, tufele, cîrceii, curpenii, spinii se împletiseră, amestecaţi, cununaţi, contopiţi. Vegetaţia, într-o îmbră-ţişare strînsă şi adîncă, celebrase şi împlinise acolo, sub ochiul mulţumit al creatorului, pe întinderea aceea de aproape un pogon, misterul sfînt al frăţiei, simbol al frăţiei omeneşti. Grădina nu mai era o grădină, era un desiş uriaş, adică ceva de nepătruns ca o pădure, populat ca un oraş, fremătător ca un cuib, umbros ca o catedrală, înmiresmat ca un buchet, singuratic ca un mormînt, viu ca mulţimea...tufişul acela urias...era o parte din frămîntarea ascunsă a germinaţiei universale, tresărea la răsăritul soarelui aproape ca o vietate care aspiră efluviile dragostei cosmice şi simte cum se urcă şi clocoteşte seva primăverii ; îşi scutură în vînt coama verde, minunată, semănînd pe pămîntul jilav, pe statuile roase, pe terasa năruită a pavilionului şi pînă şi pe pavajul străzii pustii stele de flori, perle de&amp;nbsp; rouă,&amp;nbsp; rodnicie,&amp;nbsp; frumuseţe, viaţă, bucurie, miresme.In miezul zilei se ascundeau în el mii de fluturi albi, şi priveliştea acestui vîrtej de fulgi în umbră, a acestei zăpezi vii a verii era dumnezeiască.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S9IY32N4-6I/AAAAAAAAADk/IwTpJdqevzs/s1600/DSC01514.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S9IY32N4-6I/AAAAAAAAADk/IwTpJdqevzs/s320/DSC01514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acolo, în umbra veselă a verdeţii, o mulţime de voci nevinovate îi vorbeau sufletului în şoaptă şi tot ce uita să spună ciripitul întregea zumzetul. Seara, un abur de visare se desprindea din grădină şi o învăluia. O acoperea un giulgiu de ceaţă, o tristeţe calmă, cerească. Mirosul îmbătător al caprifoiului şi al volburei se înălţa de pretutindeni, ca o otravă dulce şi pătrunzătoare. Se auzea ultima chemare a scorţărelului şi a codobaturii, care adormeau în ră-muriş. Se simţea intimitatea sfîntă dintre pasăre şi copac. Ziua, aripile înveselesc frunzele, noaptea, frunzele ocrotesc aripile....Nimic nu e neînsemnat. Oricine se Iasă pătruns de influenţa adîncă a naturii o ştie. Cu toate că filozofiei nu i-e dată nici o mulţumire absolută, că nu poate mărgini cauza aşa cum nu poate limita efectul, visătorul cade totuşi în extazuri nemărginite din pricina acestor descoperiri de forţe care ajung la unitate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S9IZbmcz08I/AAAAAAAAAD0/_n3gQ1gGWKY/s1600/DSC01524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S9IZbmcz08I/AAAAAAAAAD0/_n3gQ1gGWKY/s320/DSC01524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Totul lucrează la tot.Algebra se aplică la nori ; iradiaţiile stelelor îi sînt de folos trandafirului. Nici un gînditor n-ar îndrăzni să spună că mireasma răsurii e de prisos constelaţiilor. Cine poate calcula traiectoria unei molecule ? Ştim noi dacă plăsmuirea lumilor nu e determinată de căderea firelor de nisip ? Cine cunoaşte fluxul şi refluxul reciproc al infinitului mare şi al infinitului mic, răsunetul cauzelor în abisul fiinţei şi noianului creaţiunii ? Şi un vierme are importanţa lui. Ceea ce e mare e mic, ceea ce e mic e mare. In necesitate totul e în echilibru. Inspăimîntă-toare viziune pentru spirit ! Intre fiinţe şi lucruri există relaţii care ţin de miracol. Nu te poţi pierde în acest tot nemărginit care porneşte de la soare şi ajunge la gîză. Avem nevoie unii de alţii. Lumina nu duce în azur mi-resmele pământeşti fără să ştie ce face cu ele. Noaptea împarte esenţe stelare florilor adormite. Toate păsările care zboară au legat de gheruţe firul infinitului. Germinaţia se complică cu naşterea unui meteor şi lovitura de cioc a rîndunicii care sparge oul ; ea determină în acelaşi timp naşterea unei rime şi venirea pe lume a lui Socrate.Microscopul începe acolo unde sfîrşeşte telescopul. Care din două vede mai departe ? Alegeţi! Mucegaiul e o pleiadă de flori. O nebuloasă e un furnicar de stele. In problemele spiritului, ca şi în fenomenele materiei, acelaşi amestec tulbure, chiar mai grozav. Elementele şi principiile se amestecă, se contopesc, se cunună, se în-mulţesc unele prin altele, ca să împingă lumea materială şi lumea morală spre aceeaşi lumină. Fenomenul e veşnic aplecat asupra lui însuşi. In vastele schimbări cosmice viaţa universală circulă pretutindeni în cantităţi necunoscute, rostogolind totul în misterul nevăzut al efluviilor, folosind tot, nepierzînd visul nici unui somn, semănînd ici o mică vietate, fărimiţînd acolo un astru, oscilînd şi şerpuind, făcînd din lumină o putere şi din gîndire un element, risipită şi indivizibilă, dizolvînd tot, afară de acest punct geometric : eul ; aducînd totul la sufletul-atom, înflorind totul în dumnezeu, împletind toate activităţile, de la cea mai înaltă pînă la cea mai ne-însemnată, în obscuritatea unui mecanism ameţitor, le-înd zborul unei gîze de mişcarea pămîntului, subordonînd — cine ştie ? poate că numai prin identitatea legii — evoluţia cometei pe firmament rotirii infuzorului într-o picătură de apă. Maşină alcătuită din spirit. Angrenaj uriaş, al cărui prim motor e musculiţa şi ultimă roată e zodiacul !"(Mizerabilii, V.Hugo)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S9IZQ53HseI/AAAAAAAAADs/jo6r1GeOK1U/s1600/DSC01592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S9IZQ53HseI/AAAAAAAAADs/jo6r1GeOK1U/s200/DSC01592.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Zilele trecute am profitat de minunetele zile de primavara...si am simtit nevoia sa ma dezlantui in razele soarelui imbatator si in natura proaspat inverzita, in mireasma florilor de aprilie si a copacilor proaspati infloriti , iar privelistile din Gradina Botanica mi`au incalzit pe langa privire si auzul si mirosul si pentru a descrie cat mai bine&amp;nbsp; aceasta atmosfera&amp;nbsp; am ales un pasaj din Mizerabilii lui Victor Hugo....aceste cuvinte mi`au ramas intiparite in minte dupa lecturarea lor si cred ca descriu cel mai bine acest anotimp, iar cugetarea autorului pur si simplu m`a impresionat foarte mult, m`a fermecat....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-2958453307002981508?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2958453307002981508/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/04/zi-dulce-de-primavara.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2958453307002981508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2958453307002981508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/04/zi-dulce-de-primavara.html' title='Zi dulce de primavara....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S9IYhAKvn-I/AAAAAAAAADc/WGuLOtJOqAQ/s72-c/DSC01607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-5499403914855450401</id><published>2010-04-08T23:05:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:07:37.677+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Da a trecut ceva timp de la ultimul meu post, timp in care n`am facut nimic util, timp de care nu am profitat, timp care se scurge mai ceva ca nisipul dintr-o clepsidra....mi-am prelungit vacanta cu vreo 2, 3 zile, parasind mai devreme Iasiul, care era mai pustiu ca niciodata, se stia motivul, minunata si prea scurta vacanta de paste...poate pentru unii a fost vacanta, pentru mine au fost doar zile, ore, minute, secunde in care parca am fost sedata, parca eram un experiment, parca am fost tinuta in viata de aparate, pentru ca n`am simtit ca sunt eu, n`am simt sangele zvacnindu-mi prin vene, am fost pierduta in lumea mea, am ratacit pe carari nemaintalnite, nemaiauzite si nimeni nu s-a interesat de soarta mea, nimeni nu m-a cautat,de fapt nimeni n-a stiut ca eu sunt plecata.....prezenta peste tot, dar totusi departe de tot...poate singurele momente cand am revenit&amp;nbsp; la lumea reala au fost acelea petrecute alaturi de cei dragi si pot sa va zic ca momentele astea au reprezentat seara de inviere, prima zi de paste si o seara in care am fost de-am vizitat doua mogaldete de fete, doua scumpici a caror imagine o am si acum intiparita in fata ochilor....putine clipe am fost ancorata in portul realitatii, apoi ancora s-a ridicat si eu am navigat usor pe apele tulburi din lumea mea pierduta in neant...si inca mai navighez si inca mai dau peste valuri imense care-mi rastalmacesc ale mele ganduri limpezi si inca incerc sa-mi gasesc adevarata identitate si as vrea totusi sa ies din aceasta lumea, dar mediu exterior acesteia se prezinta ostil mie...si prefer sa mai ratacesc un pic si promit ca daca am nevoie de ajutor pentru a reveni o sa trimit un s.o.s.....until then just wait for me....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;See ya'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-5499403914855450401?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5499403914855450401/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5499403914855450401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5499403914855450401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-3632986989733565579</id><published>2010-03-27T23:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:39:34.036+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>Astazi am facut ceva....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello hello...a trecut ceva vreme de la ultima mea vizita pe aici, dar deh vreme frumoasa afara, numai buna de hoinarit, cum ziceam eu prin niste posturi anterioare si timpul oarecum nu mi-a permis sa`mi pun mintea in functiune, sa zicem...si decat sa aberez pe aici mai bine nu:))...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;In ultimele zile stand mai mult singura, eu si cei 4 pereti ai camerei din camin, am avut timp sa ma gandesc la multe chestiuni, mai mult sau mai putin interesante, printre care faptul ca suntem atat de ipocriti, incat nu suntem capabil isa facem ceva pentru ca noi sa o ducem mai bine....noi =&amp;nbsp; populatia de vreo cateva miliarde de pe planeta asta...si bineinteles ca stiti la ce ma refer poluare,&amp;nbsp; mediu inconurator alea alea..le stiti pe toate, nu are rost sa le insir pe aici, ca v`ati plictisi repede sau mai bine zis, mai repede....si da recunosc, poate nici eu nu fac prea multe pentru mother earth, dar macar incerc....si o incercare a fost astazi...cu ocazia orei pamantului, intre orele&amp;nbsp; 20:30 si&amp;nbsp; 21:30 am facut ceea ce a facut milioane de oameni si ceea ce ar fi trebuit sa faca sute de milioane...am stins luminile....singura urma de lumina , era lumina de la laptopul care mergea pe baterie....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ceea ce m`a determinat sa fac asta a fost faptul ca 1 la mana s`a facut oarece zarva cu ora pamantului si 2 la mana, cand stai singur te gandesti la multe...si am ajuns la concluzia aia a lui Fizz...&lt;u&gt;daca nu eu atunci cine &lt;/u&gt;sa aiba grija de mediul in care eu imi duc linistita viata...chiar daca altii patrund in mediul meu cu factori daunatori este treaba mea sa lupt contra lor si este de datoria mea sa am grija de locul si modul cum traiesc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks Mother Earth 4 Giving Me Shelter....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;See ya'....&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/3159997559021730180-3632986989733565579?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3632986989733565579/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/astazi-am-facut-ceva.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3632986989733565579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3632986989733565579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/astazi-am-facut-ceva.html' title='Astazi am facut ceva....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-5068791017874531200</id><published>2010-03-22T14:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T14:18:04.459+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Cele sapte pacate capitale ale zodiilor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S6df6rDnd1I/AAAAAAAAADU/uMSZmbxUYnM/s1600-h/5160_big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S6df6rDnd1I/AAAAAAAAADU/uMSZmbxUYnM/s200/5160_big.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berbec:&lt;/b&gt; Tu ai doua pacate capitale la care esti predispusa, in mod normal: mandria si invidia. Nu cred ca este o surpriza pentru tine cand iti spun ca vrei sa fii intotdeauna pe primul loc si, atunci cand nu se intampla asta, invidia te roade incetul cu incetul din interior. Ei bine, daca tot suntem in aceasta perioada a anului, inainte de Saptamana Patimilor, poate incerci sa lucrezi putin la acest capitol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taur:&lt;/b&gt; Lacomia nativelor din Taur este arhicunoscuta de prieteni, de familie si, in general, de toti cunoscutii. Daca ai putea strange averi si daca ai putea sa te ingropi cu ele, ar fi ideal. Nimic nu este inutil pe lumea asta, orice extravaganta, orice produs de lux este raznit de femeile Taur. Daca s-ar putea sa vina spre tine toate, fara sa fii nevoita sa muncesti sau sa platesti pentru nimic, ce lume minunata ar fi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemeni:&lt;/b&gt; Esti mandra fara indoiala. Toate se invart in jurul tau si niciodata nu te-ai pus in pielea altcuiva. Si asta pentru ca totul ti se cuvine doar tie, doar tu esti capabila sa faci sacrificii reale, sacrificiile celorlalti fiind doar semne firesti de recunostinta in ceea ce te priveste. Esti incapabila sa privesti realitatea si mereu te vei considera o victima, pentru ca nimeni nu percepe in profunzime calitatile exceptionale pe care le ai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rac:&lt;/b&gt; Lacomia pantecelui este principalul pacat pe care nativele din zodia Racului nu pot sa-l indeparteze din viata lor, indiferent daca sunt sau nu constiente de el. Din lacomia pantecelui se nasc "risipa, betia, furtul, minciuna, nerusinarea, nesaturarea". Foarte predispusa la vicii, la autocompatimire, nativa Rac va pacatui de-a pururi si nu va lua in considerare niciun sfat. Si asta pentru ca incapatanarea de care da dovada este halucinanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leu:&lt;/b&gt; Ei bine, mandria si iubirea de arginti sunt pacatele tale. Vrei sa fii principalul actor pe scena vietii si ai senzatia ca doar banii iti pot conferi acest statut. Sau cel putin ti-l vor accentua. Leoaicele vor fi intotdeauna ahtiate dupa sume de bani cash si vor face tot ce le sta in putinta sa le obtina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fecioara:&lt;/b&gt; Desfranarea. Cum iti suna, cunoscut? Bineinteles, din moment ce nu o sa te temi niciodata de o autoritate suprema, din moment ce adulterul este o practica fireasca si absolut frecventa in viata ta. Nimic nu este de condamnat atata vreme cat este in actiunea in sine este implicata pasiunea. Te sfatuiesc sa citesti cateva carti religioase, poate inca ai o sansa sa privesti lucrurile dintr-un unghi diferit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Balanta:&lt;/b&gt;  ingamfarea si lacomia. Nativa Balanta vrea mereu sa straluceasca. Umilinta si modestia sunt departe de ea si se fereste de ele ca de ciuma. Simte in permanenta nevoia sa fie adulata, sa fie admirata, iar valoarea sa-i fie recunoscuta de catre toti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scorpion:&lt;/b&gt; Mania este poate principalul pacat capital al pacatoaselor Scorpioance. Au porniri animalice, vad negru in fata ochilor atunci cand sunt contrazise. A, nu, de fapt si atunci cand li se da dreptate. Nu conteaza atata timp cat ele sunt intr-o pasa proasta. Oricine se iveste in calea lor este un inamic care trebuie doborat.&lt;/i&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagetator:&lt;/b&gt; Si la nativele din zodia Sagetatorului trage pacatul desfranarii ca albinuta la nectarul florilor. Sexul este viciul preferat al acestor native si nu au niciun gand sa renunte la el. Cu cat placerile sunt mai salbatice, cu atat viata are mai mult farmec. Nu este nicio noutate ca fragila Sagetatoare v rade copios daca i se sugereaza sa renunte la acest dulce pacat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorn:&lt;/b&gt; Si tu esti adepta iubirii de argint si a mandriei. Nu suporti sa fii pusa in umbra de nimeni si tii sa spui sus si tare cate realizari ai. Nici prietenii cei mai apropiati nu vor fi crutati de laudele continue pe care ti le aduci cu atata satisfactie. Ai merita o statuie, nu este niciun dubiu, insa nu se simte nimeni, din pacate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Varsator:&lt;/b&gt; Manie, mandrie, desfranare, enumera cat mai multe pacate, iar Varsatorul va ridica mana. Din nefericire pentru nativele din zodia Varsatorului este ca oricat de documentate ar fi in materie de religie, nu vor reusi niciodata sa-si faca siesi o analiza abiectiva. Ele sunt sfinte, doar ca cei din jur nu vor intelege niciodata. Nu au suficienta lumina sa deschida ochii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pesti:&lt;/b&gt; Trandavia este fara indoiala pacatul principal al natvelor din zodia Pestilor. daca ar putea sa stea toata viata, sa le ajute cineva sa respire, ar fi atat de bine. Insa nici lacomia pantecelui nu le este prea straina. Pentru tine am un citat din Marele Vasile: "Cel stapânit de diavolul desfrânarii nu are numai acest pacat, ci adauga si altul. Adica, vorbeste nerusinat, se imbata si ispiteste si pe altii". &lt;/i&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flu.ro/articole/Cultura_urbana/Cele_sapte_pacate_capitale_ale_zodiilor/pagina-2.html#" onclick="iLikeIt(5160); return false;" rel="nofollow" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" title="Imi place articolul"&gt;         &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&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/3159997559021730180-5068791017874531200?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5068791017874531200/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/cele-sapte-pacate-capitale-ale-zodiilor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5068791017874531200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5068791017874531200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/cele-sapte-pacate-capitale-ale-zodiilor.html' title='Cele sapte pacate capitale ale zodiilor'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S6df6rDnd1I/AAAAAAAAADU/uMSZmbxUYnM/s72-c/5160_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-5458438420924136584</id><published>2010-03-21T00:03:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:06:09.947+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>Now I can feel it comin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spring it`s coming....si it`s coming cu pasi repezi se pare...in ultimele zile i`am simtit prezenta mai "profund" ca niciodata...cald, frumos, soare, adiere de vant de primavara, multi multi ghiocei....haine subtiri, cojoace puse la naftalina...de abia acum pot sa spun "welcome spring!"...Si desi saptamana trecuta a nins si a fost oarecum urat, draga de primavara si`a luat revansa prin ultimele zile, care pot sa spun ca au adus zambetul pe buzele tuturor, iar atmosfera creata de aceste elemente ce se imbina armonios, pentru a crea cadrul ideal pentru instalarea primaverii, anotimp mult prea iubit, pare a se prelungi pana mai tarziu....si desi meteorologii au anuntat ca vremea se inrautateste de marti, eu prefer sa nu`i cred...si nici nu vreau sa`i cred si nici nu pot, pentru ca in sufletul meu primavara deja e instalata in buna regula si are de gand sa ramana mult si bine acolo....Oh!Cat de mult am asteptat`o si cat de mult ne`a amagit, dar pot sa zic ca a meritat oarecum asteptarea...si uite asa mai e putintel si incep si sarbatorile pascale....florii, denii, cozonaci, oua...si printre altele&amp;nbsp; inviere care duce implicit la par ars de flacara lumanarii si o durere de picioare, cauzata de mersul pana la cimitir si inapoi, dar nu conteaza...aaaa si era sa uit...iepurasul dragalasul....:) si ajungem in luna aprilie si incepem sa ne bucuram sa infloritul copacilor si de unele flori, totul se`nverzeste si o sa fie iar primavara din alte timpuri....Si da poate iar aberez, ca am o problema cu asta, dar de data asta o fac de fericire....Primavara a venit! ( sper din tot sufletul sa nu`mi mai blestem zilele cand vad ca scriu un post in care ma bucur de venirea primaverii si la doua zile vine ploaia, vantul, ninsoarea)...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;See ya'....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-5458438420924136584?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5458438420924136584/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-i-can-feel-it-comin.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5458438420924136584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5458438420924136584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-i-can-feel-it-comin.html' title='Now I can feel it comin&apos;'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-2035751709948081181</id><published>2010-03-19T23:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:30:19.494+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Because....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="402" width="448"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/video/joldis/b044b83a4dbc8f/0xe9eff4.swf"&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;param name="FlashVars" value="durataAudio=287&amp;amp;titluEmbed=Massive%20Attack%20-%20Teardrop"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/video/joldis/b044b83a4dbc8f/0xe9eff4.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="402" FlashVars="durataAudio=287&amp;amp;titluEmbed=Massive%20Attack%20-%20Teardrop"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love this song....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daca vi se pare cunoscuta melodia sa stiti ca face parte de pe coloana sonora a unui episod din Prison Break si deasemenea de pe coloana sonora a serialului&amp;nbsp; Dr. House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-2035751709948081181?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2035751709948081181/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/because.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2035751709948081181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2035751709948081181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/because.html' title='Because....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-6284132014086645349</id><published>2010-03-15T21:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:16:04.463+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>Ooooo Daaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One thousand...one thousand and something:))...se pare ca unora le place si chiar&amp;nbsp; si celor care nu le place tot arunca o privire , macar din curiozitate:)...so...2 luni - 1002 vizitatori...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cum imi spunea cineva candva..."da`i inainte cu tupeu!"...:))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;See ya'...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-6284132014086645349?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6284132014086645349/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/ooooo-daaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/6284132014086645349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/6284132014086645349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/ooooo-daaaaa.html' title='Ooooo Daaaaa'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-1326365866308585741</id><published>2010-03-15T17:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T17:12:48.635+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>No title....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Just Look and Listen....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/dYub1neLZmA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1&amp;border=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-nocookie.com/v/dYub1neLZmA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-1326365866308585741?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1326365866308585741/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-title_15.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/1326365866308585741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/1326365866308585741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-title_15.html' title='No title....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-8873048744703981452</id><published>2010-03-12T23:05:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T19:19:22.782+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>Springwinter...or winterspring?!....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In ultimele zile a nins mai ceva ca iarna...marunt, des cu milioane de fulgi sau cu fulgi mari si pufosi, si desi pamantul a inceput sa foloseasca mai mult combustibil pentru a incalzi "atmosfera" facand`o prietenoasa pentru natura verde ( asta ca sa definesc tot ce tine de revenirea la viata a naturii), s`a dovedit a fi o munca inutila deoarece mantia fulgilor s`a depus cat ai clipi si nu s`a lasat topita chiar asa usor....Deja a trecut prma jumatate a lunii martie si cand ar trebui sa lepadam "cojoacele" si sa scoatem dintr`un colt uitat de sifonier hainutele mai subtirele, pentru ca deja soarele ar fi trebuit sa ne zambeasca larg si sa nu fie un ranjet ironic, sa nu`si arate colturile si pentru ca ar fi trebuit ca florile sa se arate si copacii sa infloreasca usor usor....noi continuam sa apelam la cele utile iernii si naftalina cred ca expira (daca are termen:P) si dupa cum se prezinta vremea n`o sa fie utilizata prea curand....Sa fie oare aparitia unui nou anotimp de tranzitie intre iarna si adevarata primavara ?!....totusi afara e iarna, dar soarele apare pe cer....zapada exista, dar am vazut si cate`un palc , doua de verdeata...Si daca asa e ..cum sa`l numim oare?!..Springwinter?! sau Winterspring?!...sau alta denumire?!...Ehhh...gravida treaba cu vremea asta care`si bate joc de noi la propriu...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gata...v`am pupat din mers...si vesnica scuza...daca am aberat nu ma invinovatiti pe mine...nu eu am fost, ci eul meu obosit ( dupa ce a jucat antimonopoly o noapte si a2a zi ca student silitor a mers la cursuri de dimineata de la 8...si mai punem la socoteala si plimbarea cu rapidul)....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace and&amp;nbsp; Love! See ya'...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-8873048744703981452?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8873048744703981452/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/springwinteror-winterspring.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/8873048744703981452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/8873048744703981452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/springwinteror-winterspring.html' title='Springwinter...or winterspring?!....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-3988036229882738061</id><published>2010-03-10T14:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:41:37.558+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>No title....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pentru ca am adormit cu ea, pentru ca mi`a incantat auzul toata noaptea, pentru ca m`am trezit cu ea in minte, pentru ca am fredonat`o pana acum si pentru ca`mi place....o impart cu voi....new song( mai devreme ma refeream la melodie, dar ca sa fiu in ton cu lumea folosesc anglicisme:))...sa mai moara pruteanu o data:)) deci new song..Chris Brown -Crawl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/2ZmtJZEKe-4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1&amp;border=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-nocookie.com/v/2ZmtJZEKe-4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-3988036229882738061?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3988036229882738061/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-title.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3988036229882738061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3988036229882738061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-title.html' title='No title....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-2956335215119319441</id><published>2010-03-10T10:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T10:12:33.340+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Spune-mi ce zodie esti... ca sa iti spun de ce ti-ai insela iubitul</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berbec&lt;/b&gt;: Timpul ... poate fi cel mai mare dusman al tau, odata ce te-ai obisnuit cu partenerul si nu mai gasesti nimic nou la el, incepi sa fii mai atenta in jurul tau si daca ochisorii tai cad pe cineva care iti place si te mai si place reciproc atunci ... exista sanse mari sa pasesti dincolo de limita.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taur&lt;/b&gt;: Daca acesta nu te-ar mai respecta si nu te-ai mai simti iubita de el atunci si tu la randul tau vei incepe sa il dispretuiesti si sa apreciezi persoanele care iti cauta compania, care iti arata ca meriti mai mult.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemeni&lt;/b&gt;: Ai insela din razbunare....daca el te-ar insela ....ai plati cu aceeasi moneda, insa nu cu oricine, vei cauta un baiat care sa ii dea lui clasa si sa se simta umilit...daca te razbuni macar o faci cu stil si respectandu-te si pe tine in acelasi timp.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rac&lt;/b&gt;: Punctul tau cel mai sensibil ar fi atunci cand el nu ti-ar mai acorda atentie si incepe mai mult sa te ignore decat sa caute compania ta, de abia atunci simti ca daca persoana potrivita ar pasi in viata ta ai incerca si altceva.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leu&lt;/b&gt;: Daca el a fost primul baiat din viata ta, mereu ai sa fii cu gandul....cum este cu alta persoana insa ai principii foarte bine tiparite in mintea ta si nu ai calca stramb la primul flirt, insa daca simti ca partenerului tau putin ii mai pasa de tine atunci....incepi sa te intrebi ....de ce nu?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fecioara&lt;/b&gt;: Iti iubesti partenerul doar ca nu aveti foarte multe puncte in comun, de obicei ajungeti la cearta in loc sa aveti o discutie frumoasa sau cel putin o discutie simpla, te enerveaza faptul ca nu poti comunica cu el de nici un fel si atunci e momentul in care ...poti sa arunci ochii in ograda vecinului, daca acesta este asa cum ti-ai dori tu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Balanta&lt;/b&gt;: Din simpla atractie fizica, ai o slabiciune pentru baietii cu ochii albastri si cu un corp de iti vine sa mananci de pe stomacelul lor, nu ca ce-ai avea tu acasa nu este bun, chiar e bun.....dar intotdeauna exista o prajitura si mai buna decat ce ai tu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scorpion&lt;/b&gt;: Stii ca e o prostie, stii ca nu ar trebui sa faci asta, insa la tine inima reactioneaza inainte ca mintea sa judece si atunci te lasi in voia sentimentelor, nu vrei asta....insa nu mai tine de tine, parca altcineva trage sforile....e ca un vis dureros de dulce din care nu vrei sa te mai trezesti.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagetator&lt;/b&gt;: Dintr-un motiv foarte simplu, daca dragostea pentru el a murit atunci nimic nu te poate opri in a calca stramb, mai ales daca tot ce va mai tine legati este rutina.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;: Daca acesta te-ar rani, daca lacrimile iti umplu mai mult zilele decat zambetele incepi sa ai indoieli cu privire la toate ce va leaga.....intentia ta nu va fi sa il inseli....insa daca in calea ta apare la momentul oportun acel ceva si tu te uiti inapoi si vezi doar durere atunci te uiti inainte si vrei un pic de fericire.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Varsator&lt;/b&gt;: Nimeni nu este perfect si nici tu nu te incluzi in aceasta lista, nu bagi mana in foc pentru nimeni nici chiar pentru tine, nu stii ce iti rezerva viitorul sau in ce situatie vei fi pusa incat sa faci acel pas gresit, ce stii tu este ca nu vrei sa faci asa ceva, dar cum rar ne asculta sfaturile...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pesti&lt;/b&gt;: Poate parea un motiv egoist, dar daca acesta este foarte prost la pat, cam iti vine sa iti iei lumea in cap, rezisti destul de mult langa el fara sa te gandesti la acest lucru.....insa sunt si momente in care ai ceda cu cea mai mare placere&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-2956335215119319441?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2956335215119319441/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/spune-mi-ce-zodie-esti-ca-sa-iti-spun.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2956335215119319441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2956335215119319441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/spune-mi-ce-zodie-esti-ca-sa-iti-spun.html' title='Spune-mi ce zodie esti... ca sa iti spun de ce ti-ai insela iubitul'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-8719335252835560613</id><published>2010-03-08T18:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:03:14.435+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Oscar 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the winner is..."The hurt locker"...foarte tare filmul, l`am vazut si eu aseara si desi nu se incadreaza in categoriile de filme care`mi plac, a facut exceptie de data asta:)..."copilul" preferat al criticilor americani, asa l`au numit unele ziare si pe buna dreptate, filmul a castigat 6 premii si a batut Za Great...Avatar! Da mi`a placut si Avatar, l`am vazut chiar 3D la Cinema City, dar totusi n`a fost sa fie...se pare ca fosta sotie a regizorului James Cameron (regizorul Avatar`ului) a fost mai tare ca dumnealui si a devenit astfel prima femeie care a castigat Oscar`ul pentru cea mai buna regie....ne`am emancipat ladies si continuam s`o facem...so whach-out boyzzz:)....Cred ca nu are rost sa pun lista castigatorilor pe aici, dati un search pe goagal si ii gasiti imediat sau daca va este sila apelati la rimel.ro sau agentiadepresamondena...undeva prin dreapta pe aici:)....si ca sa fie treaba, treaba iata trailer`ul marelui castigator:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/xhQdJTlo5NI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1&amp;border=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-nocookie.com/v/xhQdJTlo5NI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace and  Love! See ya'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-8719335252835560613?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8719335252835560613/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/oscar-2010_08.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/8719335252835560613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/8719335252835560613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/oscar-2010_08.html' title='Oscar 2010'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-7903534866683453615</id><published>2010-03-08T13:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T13:31:02.778+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>8 martie...ger de primavara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S5TdeMb4yCI/AAAAAAAAADM/5CEZpHf1XFc/s1600-h/2318637279_58a59c14be_t.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S5TdeMb4yCI/AAAAAAAAADM/5CEZpHf1XFc/s320/2318637279_58a59c14be_t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inceput de saptamana...luni, 8 martie, zi geroasa de primavara...ziua femeii, zi plina de feminitate...iar eu doresc tuturor femeilor, fetelor, fetitelor ca in fiecare zi sa infloreasca precum o floare....si pe deasupra vreau sa le multumesc celor mai importante fiinte din viata mea, in primul rand ca ma suporta, pentru ca sunt prea insuportabila uneori si in al doilea rand pentru ca indiferent de situatie imi zambesc si ma fac sa zambesc....multumesc mama, multumesc vasea(bunica, in caz ca nu v`ati prins)...aaa si era sa uit sa`mi traiti mai mult decat pasarea phoenix, pentru ca altfel as fi moarta fara voi....nu ma pricep prea bine la urari, dulcegarii de genul, dar uneori un singur cuvant face cat alte mii;) (asta e ca vorba aia:o fotografie face cat o mie de cuvinte)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmdaaa...ca tot am pomenit de zi geroasa de primavara....conform traditiei...2day este baba mea, si vremea minunata de afara, uneori mi se potriveste, pentru ca pot deveni o scorpie afurisita daca ma calci prea tare pe coada:)...in rest sunt fata de treaba:P&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-7903534866683453615?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7903534866683453615/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/8-martieger-de-primavara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7903534866683453615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7903534866683453615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/8-martieger-de-primavara.html' title='8 martie...ger de primavara'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S5TdeMb4yCI/AAAAAAAAADM/5CEZpHf1XFc/s72-c/2318637279_58a59c14be_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-2344894536128669181</id><published>2010-03-04T23:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:27:53.246+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>fingers tipin'...mind sleepin'....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stateam cu laptopul in brate si ma gandeam la ce as vrea sa scriu aici, aveam totusi un subiect mai sensibil de abordat, dar uite asa m`am decis sa ma eliberez de aceasta povara de a gandi....si poate o sa spuneti ca sunt tampita de spun asemenea lucruri, dar credeti`ma dupa 8 ore de stat pe bancile invechite ale facultatii, luand la rand 3 amfiteatre, dintre care intr`un tavanul se "scurgea" sub forma&amp;nbsp; de "fulgi" de var, si o sala de seminar, cu alte cuvinte m`am cam abonat la etajul 2 al Feaa`ului....a gandi devine o povara la ora asta, pentru ca nu mai sunt in stare nici sa leg 2 cuvinte intre ele, dapai fraze...Si cum spuneam m`am decis sa nu mai gandesc in profunzime la un anumit subiect si sa dau frau liber degetelelor mele care sunt pictate cu pink 2day( nush ce`mi veni)...de obicei cuvantul care ma descrie cel mai bine este "simplu"...simpla`n port, simpla`n tact, simpla`n vorbe...poate nici asa nu e bine, dar decat sa incerc sa ma schimb de acum mi se pare oarecum tarziu....da...schimbarea se accepta, doar daca este realizata treptat, nu asa deodat' pt ca nu are niciun farmec....si desi, intradevar, impactul unei schimbari subite este mult mai mare decat cel al unei schimbari treptate, eu o prefer pe ultima....si uite asa minunatele mele degetele au gasit un subiect de dezbatut....schimbarea!...avem nevoie de schimbari, si multe si majore...noi ca natiune, noi ca tara, noi ca populatie, noi ca simplii oameni...orice om simte nevoia, macar o data`n viata sa faca o schimbare...o schimbare ce poate fi benefica sau nu, o schimbare ce poate da alt curs vietii, o schimbare de care&amp;nbsp; ai sa te bucuri mult timp, sau o schimbare pe care o regreti....Cred ca e usor sa schimbi ceva la tine ca persoana...incepand de la caracteristici innascute si terminand cu acele schimbari care pot fi marcabile atat pentru tine, cat si pentru cei din jurul tau&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;,din mai multe privinte.... ceea ce e greu e sa te adaptezi schimbarii, sa o recunosti si sa fii de acord cu ea sau nu....asta e mai greu, cel putin din punctul meu de vedere...si poate de asta uneori spunem ca nu ne putem schimba peste noapte obiceiurile pe care le avem de o anumita perioada de timp, dar de fapt...noi putem, doar ca nu vrem, pentru ca ori suntem constienti ca avem anumite "reguli" de respectat, noi "reguli" si bineinteles consideram ca e un nou inceput si o sa fie greu si bla bla....ori pur si simplu consideram ca nu are nici macar rost sa ne gandim la o schimbare, pentru ca e mai comod&amp;nbsp; sa traiesti "rutina" formata....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cu toate astea...uneori in viata ai nevoie de schimbari, pentru ca doar asa poti face comparatii, poti face distinctia dintre ce a fost/este/va fi fructuos pentru tine si ce nu a fost/nu este/nu va fi.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Scuzele de rigoare daca am aberat, intelegeti`ma...oboseala e de vina, astenia de primavara si o mare durere de bila( bila means cap:) and cap means acel obiect purtat de gat in interiorul caruia isi duce somnul vesnic creurul:)....nu va ganditi la prostioare:))...)....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. Nu ma plang....dar nu ma plang chiar deloc;)...doar fac conversatie:P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-2344894536128669181?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2344894536128669181/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/fingers-tipingmind-sleepin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2344894536128669181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2344894536128669181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/fingers-tipingmind-sleepin.html' title='fingers tipin&apos;...mind sleepin&apos;....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-5269845506283810714</id><published>2010-03-03T20:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:28:40.565+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>Scriu...dar nu stiu ce scriu</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cam asa s`ar putea descrie in putine cuvinte ceea ce fac eu acum:)....Da, mi`era dor sa mai scriu pe aici, dar din pacate beculetul nu se mai aprinde deasupra capsorului meu...probabil din cauza oboselii sau a asteniei de primavara....Astenie de primavara....doar cand ma gandesc la ea, imi dau seama imediat de ce in ultimele zile nu am fost capabila de nimic, de absolut nimic....desi am stat degeaba all day long, ma simt de parca as fi carat caramizi in spate, ma rog pentru mine cartile de curs, seminar sunt o povara care ma depaseste:), dar trecem peste....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Am incercat eu sa ma bucur de soarele arzator, dar n`am fost in stare....hoinareala n`a tinut asa mult zilele astea....iar ca sa fie treaba buna...azi a nins!Da! a nins cu fulgi mari si pufosi....nu a tinut mult ninsoare, dar a fost suficienta cat sa strice cursul zilelor insorite....m`am incantat totusi cand am vazut ca pamantul cald de primavara a tinut piept fulgilor de nea, iar acestia din urma nu au putut sa`si indeplineasca planul de a reintroduce iarna in jocul anotimpurilor...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai da ce metafore mai debitez uneori....nici mie nu`mi vine sa cred...Ehh e grele cu meditatia asta...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-5269845506283810714?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5269845506283810714/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/scriudar-nu-stiu-ce-scriu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5269845506283810714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5269845506283810714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/scriudar-nu-stiu-ce-scriu.html' title='Scriu...dar nu stiu ce scriu'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-7584223874976725844</id><published>2010-03-01T21:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:02:43.342+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>Welcome Spring.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S4uCHPSi_pI/AAAAAAAAADE/Tq7-V0H2w3k/s1600-h/3319477925_fd27d8d89b_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 69px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S4uCHPSi_pI/AAAAAAAAADE/Tq7-V0H2w3k/s320/3319477925_fd27d8d89b_t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443587635482394258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bun Venit Primavara!Bun venit in casele noastre si speram cu cat mai multe raze de soare si cat mai multe flori si cat mai multa vreme frumoasa!....In sfarsit totul incepe sa prinda viata, cat am asteptat ziua asta....prima zi dintr`un nou inceput! O data cu natura, prind viata si  toate sperantele mele si toate gandurile mele...si sa zicem ca ma trezesc si eu dintr`un somn profund, in care am rupt legatura cu realitatea crunta:) ghiocelul cel firav este amfitrionul acestui anotimp si ii face o intrare spectaculoasa primaverii, pe scena anotimpurilor, iar martisorul bicolor , sa zicem, reprezinta covorul rosu al acesteia si o face sa fie mirobolanta....Vai ce frumos o sa fie de acum...flori, iarba, verdeata, copaci infloriti, soare, plimbaaaarrrriiiiiiiii....Btw ziua de azi pare promitatoare ca vreme, cel care si`a ales baba pe 1 martie, pare`se ca o sa aiba un an bun, ma rog si aici avem destule traditii:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gata nu mai filosofez azi...ca mi`e ca scriu numai prostii... cu alte cuvinte...Bibilica va doreste o primavara frumoasa si plina de bucurii !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and  Love! See ya'...&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/3159997559021730180-7584223874976725844?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7584223874976725844/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7584223874976725844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7584223874976725844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-spring.html' title='Welcome Spring.....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S4uCHPSi_pI/AAAAAAAAADE/Tq7-V0H2w3k/s72-c/3319477925_fd27d8d89b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-1161351494455243598</id><published>2010-02-28T18:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T08:53:59.928+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>No title....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mergand din pagina in pagina(ziare, reviste bla bla asa online cum sa face mai nou, doar nu are niciun rost sa dam banii pe maculatura:P)rutina de dimineata:)...am gasit noul, mult asteptat, videoclip al lui Smiley ft. Cheloo (btw ciudat featuring) si m`am gandit sa va bucurati si voi de el....Oricum eu sunt oarecum plictisita de melodie, pentru ca atunci cand a fost lansata am ascultat`o cam in disperare, pana mi s`a acrit de ea:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/oIjStyvM1mw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/oIjStyvM1mw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&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/3159997559021730180-1161351494455243598?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1161351494455243598/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-title_27.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/1161351494455243598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/1161351494455243598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-title_27.html' title='No title....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-4654422597280601100</id><published>2010-02-28T01:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T15:39:29.991+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>I love it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pur si simplu iubesc aceasta melodie....nush de ce dar m`am indragostit de ea, asa ca sper sa va incante in continuare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="55"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/angelboxy/048e6aff6e5eae.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="durataAudio=245&amp;amp;titluEmbed=Pixie%20Lott%20-%20Cry%20Me%20Out"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/angelboxy/048e6aff6e5eae.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="durataAudio=245&amp;amp;titluEmbed=Pixie%20Lott%20-%20Cry%20Me%20Out" 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-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way este vorba despre Pixie Lott - Cry me Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-4654422597280601100?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4654422597280601100/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-it.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/4654422597280601100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/4654422597280601100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-it.html' title='I love it'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-8398134915519145753</id><published>2010-02-27T08:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:33:25.479+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>26?!?!?!....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;M'am intors repede pentru ca abia acum am observat ca azi e in 26 si abia acum mi`am dat seama ca mai sunt 5 luni si bibilica, respectiv moi...schimba prefixul, imbatraneste si din cate observa ea devine uneori mai filosoafa:) si parca ar mai copilarii si parca nu`i convine ca timpul trece mult prea repede si desi se bucura din plin de el are senzatia ca iroseste mult timp pe prostii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eeehhh....asta este scurgerea timpului uneori este binevenita, dar uneori parca ne`am dori sa`l oprim, nu neaparat sa`l dam inapoi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Peace and Love!See ya'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S. Nu abereaza eul meu....abereaza eul meu cel obosit:)&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/3159997559021730180-8398134915519145753?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8398134915519145753/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/26.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/8398134915519145753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/8398134915519145753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/26.html' title='26?!?!?!....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-3375858913259050745</id><published>2010-02-27T08:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:22:34.464+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>ultima.....prima....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ultima saptamana din luna Februarie a insemnat pentru mine un nou inceput...prima saptamana de scoala...toate bune si frumoase pana acum:). Inceput de semestru, lucrurile s`au prezentat oarecum lejere, orar destul de ok si deh fiind inceput de semestru n`am stat prea mult in incinta salilor de curs/seminar....timp liber berechet si numai bun de folosit pentru, dupa cum spuneam intr`un post anterior, hoinareala...Da da mi`am continuat seria de hoinareala, bineinteles ca am avut niste emotii cand am auzit de psihopatul care umbla prin Iasi (banuiesc ca ati auzit de el, ca fost dat pe la stiri, ziare bla bla) si mi`au crescut emotiile cand am aflat ca individul, care suferea rau cu capul, a fost prins prin preajma campusului in care imi duc viata cateva zile pe saptamana:) si atunci m`am gandit ca daca nu aveam sa desfasor activitatea programata pentru saptamana asta, puteam fi eu in locul acelei fete, dar asta este...iubita mea hoinareala s`a aliat cu cheful de a scapa de cei 4 pereti ai camerei si s`au napustit asupra mea, urlandu`mi "iesi din camera, da`i drumul la plimbare" :))....Deci multumesc umblat aiurea, multumesc prietenei care m`a acompaniat la plimbare (plimbare?!) mi`ati salvat viata!!....stati relax....glumesc!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da cat m`am laudat eu ca am avut o saptamana lejera...nu mai am puterea necesara sa`mi pun in functiune mintea mea stralucita, sunt prea obosita ca sa ma gandesc in profunzime la ce scriu...si decat sa aberez in continuare mai bine ma opresc aici....sa zicem ca am tinut neaparat sa va salut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'...&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/3159997559021730180-3375858913259050745?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3375858913259050745/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/ultimaprima.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3375858913259050745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3375858913259050745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/ultimaprima.html' title='ultima.....prima....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-651877919442139829</id><published>2010-02-26T05:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:59:10.994+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Fixuri de zodii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berbec (21 martie-20 arilie)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sunt pe fuga". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sincer, dinamic si direct, Berbecul nu este genul de om care sa se cantoneze in sabloane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vreo doua, trei fixuri. Unul e legat de timp: traieste cu senzatia ca lucrurile nu merg suficient de repede si ca nu-i ajunge timpul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Efectele?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;De la mania vitezei si graba care se repede cu capul inainte, ignorand pericolele, pana la noptile in care n-are chef sa se culce spunandu-si ca somnul ar fi o pierdere de timp. Oricum, considera dormitul prea simplu asadar se provoaca pe el insusi pentru a sta treaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O alta mare fixatie ar fi aceea ca el stie ce este mai bine pentru ceilalti. Poate deveni enervant cu "directivele", dar trebuie inteles ca e sincer si manat de cele mai bune intentii. E genul cavalerului sau eroinei care lupta pentru un scop nobil, care se simte dator sa puna umarul la bunul mers la planetei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Berbecul e spaima chelnerilor, a mecanicilor, a croitoreselor... Ce mai!!! E spaima tuturor celor care lucreaza in servicii, fiindca e obsedat de faptul ca trebuie sa fie servit pe loc si impecabil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sunt fierbinte! Pot sa trec prin stropitoarea ta?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nu mai intreba, deja l-au schimbat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taur (21 aprilie-21 mai) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ce-i al meu, e-al meu".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taurul e un semn solid, perseverent si de incredere. Dar se ataseaza atat de tare de lucruri, persoane si idei, incat ajunge sa faca fixatii&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Obsedat de stabilitate si siguranta, are impresia ca este la adapost doar daca acumuleaza. De aici vine atat lacomia lui proverbiala, cat si simtul de posesiune exagerat. Majoritatea Taurilor nu gandesc decat in termeni ca bani, case, masini, haine si bijuterii. Atasamentul fata de oameni (familie, partener de cuplu, prieteni, colegi) e la fel de puternic si de obsesiv si are la baza aceeasi teama de schimbare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Prejudecatile si ideile fixe au un mecanism putin diferit: Taurul gandeste practic si temeinic, dar cam incet - si, odata ce si-a format o parere (fie ea buna sau rea), nimeni nu i-o mai poate schimba. Nu are flexibilitate si nici capacitatea de a nuanta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taurul poate deveni periculos daca isi canalizeaza forta pe fagasul fanatismului (exemple - Hitler si Marx).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A trebuit sa vin sa vorbesc cu tine. Dulceata e slabiciunea mea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taurii folosesc becuri care nu trebuie schimbate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gemeni (21 mai - 21 iunie) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nu te enerva"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cei mai vioi si mai adaptabili copii ai Zodiacului, Gemenii sunt si cei mai lipsiti de obsesii si de manii&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daca dragostea pentru informatie, comunicare si miscare ar putea fi catalogata drept "fixatie", atunci cam asta ar fi meteahna lor. Si inca ceva: se feresc de oamenii prosti, neindemanatici si inceti. Dar, de-aici si pana la obsesii, e cale lunga. De ce sa te consumi in incordari psiho-emotionale, cand pe lume sunt atatea lucruri interesante?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tiparele rigide nu sunt de ei. Spirite libere si democrate, li se pare absolut aberant sa le impui celorlalti gusturile sau ideile tale. Nu merge ceva? Nici o problema, se reorienteaza cat ai clipi. Bineinteles ca au si ei micile lor ciudatenii, dar, in general, nu sunt deranjante. Se mai supara uneori, insa le trece repede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cu ei, nimic nu e batut in cuie. Atragatori ca niste fluturi si la fel de greu de prins, Gemenii deranjeaza adesea tocmai prin lipsa reperelor fixe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ai vreo carte nereturnata la biblioteca? Pentru ca ai cuvantul "belea" scris peste tot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cel putin doi care sa scoata din functiune vechiul bec, doi care sa cumpere unul, doi care sa scrie o carte despre asta si inca doi care sa discute intr-un talk show despre bec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rac (22 iunie - 22 iulie)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"O rezolvam noi".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Racul fiind un diplomat, este dificil sa-ti dai seama cat de greu poate fi scos dintr-ale lui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nevoia de securitate ii determina aproape toate actiunile. Motivatia e de natura emotionala: ii trebuie parametri cunoscuti, verificati si siguri. Asa ajunge sa faca fixatii pentru traditii, amintiri sau obiecte vechi. Asa ia nastere obsesia pentru casa, familie si copii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Femeia-Rac, desi foarte romantica si sensibila, se aciuiaza adesea pe langa un barbat, doar pentru ca acesta ii poate asigura protectie si confort. Fiindca nu rareori partenerul respectiv e mai in varsta, este posibil ca la mijloc sa fie si o fixatie paterna. De fapt, barbat sau femeie, Racul face frecvent o fixatie pentru unul sau altul dintre parinti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Racul are toane si schimbari de dispozitie si poate fi superstitios, sensibil la fazele Lunii, etc. Dar, fiindca este discret si abil, obsesiile lui sunt rareori suparatoare pentru cei din jur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ai cumva o  fisa? Vreau sa o sun pe mama sa ii spun ca tocmai am cunoscut persoana cu care ma voi casatori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mama lor il va schimba pentru ei. Iar, daca ea nu este prin preajma, atunci vor aprinde o lumanare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leu (23 iulie - 22 august)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Nu-s frumos?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Leul are, intr-adevar, o mare fixatie: propria-i persoana. Dac-ar fi dupa el, chiar si Soarele ar trebui sa se invarta in jurul lui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Obsedat sa placa, sa fie remarcat, admirat, apreciat sau laudat, Leul sufera de "obsesia scenei". De-aia se si comporta atat de teatral, de-acolo vin gesturile largi si dramatice, pozitiile si "pozele" lui studiate. Are nevoie de aplauze si de complimente, vrea pozitie sociala, renume, diplome si decoratii. In fond, Leii sunt niste oameni deosebiti, plini de vitalitate si resurse, optimisti, nobili, loiali si generosi. Nu le cade bine cand sunt tradati sau subapreciati si sunt foarte posesivi. Analizand lucrurile mai atent, iti dai seama ca in adancul lor sunt terorizati de gandul ratarii, singuratatii sau al lipsei de afectiune. Numai ca sunt atat de mandri, incat nu si-ar recunoaste niciodata temerile. Iar atunci pareaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Reactioneaza foarte prompt si violent cand sunt jigniti, inselati sau subapreciati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Este cald aici sau doar eu sunt de vina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; De niciunul. Echipa de profesionisti pe care o au mereu in preajma il va schimba pentru ei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fecioara (23 august - 22 septembrie)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  "Sa analizam".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; La cate manii (mai mici sau mai mari) are, Fecioara s-ar mai putea numi si "zodia micilor maniaci".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Totul izvoraste din atributele semnului: spirit de observatie (care detecteaza chiar si cele mai marunte defecte), simtul amanuntului, puternice tendinte critice, gandire analitica, dragoste pentru ordine, punctualitate si curatenie, tentatia de a clasifica si cataloga. Toate astea sunt bune in munca, dar in relatii devin destul de enervante. Experta in despicatul firului in patru, Fecioara mai sufera de ceea ce am putea numi "obsesia perfectiunii", "fixatia restului" si "sindromul furnicii". Pe rand, ar veni cam asa: vrea ca totul sa fie perfect si iti scoate ochii pentru orice fleac, cat de mic. Apoi, econoama, tine socoteala pana la ultimul sfant. In plus, aduna mereu, colectioneaza, stocheaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cu cat imbatraneste, cu atat devine mai tipicara si mai pisaloaga. I se iarta insa multe, fiindca e inteligenta, practica, harnica si devotata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Trebuie sa fie o vrajitorie ca m-ai vrajit pe loc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; De obicei, una este de ajuns. Oricum, va curata priza in prealabil, va citi informatiile destinate utilizatorului si garantiile becului.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Balanta (23 septembrie - 22 octombrie) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Nu sunt singur...".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Balanta e un semn profund relational - pentru ea, conteaza enorm sa fie placuta si acceptata de ceilalti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Din acest motiv, chiar daca are fixatiile ei, e suficient de diplomata ca sa nu-i agaseze pe cei din jur cu ele. Totusi, se intampla adesea sa te nedumereasca prin nehotararea ei. La origine se afla "mania echitatii" - incearca intotdeauna sa analizeze diferitele aspecte ale unei situatii pentru a fi sigura ca face alegerea justa. Te mai poate sacai cu sintagme de genul "nu e drept", "pe de alta parte", sau "stiu ca ai dreptate, dar si el (ea)...". Uneori, e cuprinsa de o ciudata manie a contradictiei, sustinand o opinie adversa, numai de dragul de a... echilibra balanta discutiei! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maniile ei cele mai frecvente tin de nevoia de armonie: "face urat" daca-i e tulburata pacea interioara, daca ii strici ambianta sau daca o agresezi cu zgomote disonante, culori tipatoare ori cu manifestari de prost-gust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca as fi avut un trandafir pentru fiecare data cand m-am gandit la tine, m-as plimba prin toata gradina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pai, cel putin doi pentru a cumpara becul si alti cativa pentru a cumpara accesoriile necesare pentru schimbarea becului si poate alti cativa pentru a duce inapoi becul care este defect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scorpion (23 octombrie - 21 noiembrie) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Ma tem de tradare".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; La capitolul obsesii si frustrari, Scorpionul detine suprematia. Este cel mai framantat si suspicios semn din zodiac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vesnic nemultumit, sufera de obsesia perfectiunii. E extrem de exigent, atat cu sine, cat si cu ceilalti. Investeste totul, dar vrea totul in schimb. Are insa un dispozitiv intern hi-fi pentru detectarea fisurilor si reactioneaza intens la ele. Vesnic in garda, se amorseaza instantaneu (chiar inainte de a aparea motivele reale, pe care parca le presimte) si ramane amorsat. E adevarat ca are mania secretelor, ii place sa manipuleze lumea, e gelos, usor paranoic, obsedat sexual, distructiv si autodistructiv. Dar are o personalitate fascinanta si plina de resurse, fiind capabil de performante uluitoare. Asa ca merita sa-l admiri si sa incerci sa-l intelegi, in ciuda "umbrelor" sale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca i-ai gresit, nu te amagi crezand ca va uita. Nu uita niciodata si ti-o plateste cand ti-e lumea mai draga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; La mine sau la tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pentru Scorpioni, becul nu se schimba. Se transforma. Doar apasa pe un buton si activezi alt bec. Dar de ce intrebi? Esti de la o agentie de asigurari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sagetator (22 noiembrie - 21 decembrie) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Cu mine vorbesti?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Entuziast si optimist, Sagetatorul e un adaptabil care nu prea face fixatii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "PASARELE" are?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Are, totusi, unele sensibilitati care pot duce la suparari si complicatii. Mai intai, e snob si oportunist - nu pierde nici o ocazie sa aminteasca de relatiile lui cu "lumea buna" si sta cu ochii roata dupa evenimentele mondene de pe urma carora ar putea profita. In fapt, este foarte conventional si pune mare pret pe ce spune lumea despre el. Sufera de "sindromul supraevaluarii", care ii poate strica planurile de "respectabilitate". Ii e greu sa-si recunoasca limitele si se baga in situatii care-i depasesc posibilitatile. De aici, actiunile iresponsabile, promisiunile neonorate, incurcaturile financiare sau chiar legale. Fiind cel mai norocos din zodiac, pana la urma scapa cu bine din toate. Iar apropiatii il iarta, fiindca e vesel, simpatic si "baiat bun".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca-i spui ca e snob, se supara, pretinzand ca e doar modern si sociabil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Buna, scriu un eseu despre cele mai placute lucruri in viata. Pot sa iti iau un interviu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sagetatorii nu schimba becuri, dar te pot invata pe tine cum sa faci acest lucru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Capricorn (22 decembrie - 20 ianuarie) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Asculta-ma pe mine".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Introvertit, incapatanat si suspicios, Capricornul are multe complexe, dar le ascunde cu diplomatie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Obsesia lui primordiala este aceea de a detine controlul. De-asta e mereu in garda si se straduieste continuu, incarcandu-se cu atatea responsabilitati. Toate actiunile lui au un scop. Iar scopul, oricare ar fi, e menit sa-i asigure controlul asupra oamenilor si situatiilor. Convins ca are mereu dreptate, se considera dator sa dea sfaturi si indrumari. Daca nu e ascultat, poate recurge la strategii subtile si chiar la manipulare pentru a te aduce acolo unde vrea. Mult-trambitata lui modestie e o baliverna - in realitate, Capricornul este extrem de ambitios si de orgolios. Totusi, alaturi de Scorpion, este una din "piesele de rezistenta" care misca lumea inainte si care merita atentie si consideratie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daca il jignesti sau ii strici planurile, nu uita si nu iarta. Nu are simtul umorului si nu e maleabil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Intotdeauna ai fost atat de dragut(a) sau a trebuit sa muncesti pentru asta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Secretara sa va raspunde mai tarziu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Varsator (21 ianuarie - 19 februarie)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteritica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Iti spun drept...".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Originalul zodiacului, Varsatorul e plin de contradictii si paradoxuri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; E un revolutionar cu ciudate tendinte tiranice, un liberal capabil de uimitoare idei fixe, un nonsalant cu surprinzatoare accese paranoice, un singuratic cu nevoi sociale foarte marcate. Este vizionar si utopic, altruist si egoist deopotriva. Cu toate ca nu ezita sa spuna exact ce gandeste, fara sa-i pese de consecinte, se intampla deseori sa faca tocmai pe dos fata de ceea ce le predica altora. Inzestrat cu multa vitalitate si cu o personalitate distincta, indiferent ca e tipul savantului distrat sau al razvratitului agitat, te surprinde cu cele mai neasteptate manifestari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Independent si incapatanat, se enerveaza instantaneu cand e contrazis sau nu e lasat sa faca ce vrea. Din fericire, ii trece repede. Iar oamenii il iubesc, fiindca e prietenos, saritor, optimist si ii contamineaza cu entuziasmul lui uneori atat de copilaros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Esti fierbinte! Tu trebuie sa fiicauza incalzirii globale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Varsatorii nu trebuie sa schimbe becuri. Pot inventa unele mai bune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pesti (20 februarie - 20 martie) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expresia caracteristica&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Depinde...".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum e zodia asta? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Enigmatici, evazivi, irationali si impredictibili, Pestii sunt cei mai derutanti produsi ai zodiacului.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce "Pasarele" are? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Functioneaza" numai pe baza de emotii, perceptii, impresii si intuitii. Majoritatea sunt atinsi de "sindromul relativitatii" (Einstein a fost Peste!). Ei stiu ca realitatea nu e niciodata una singura, ci ca are foarte multe fatete. Sunt maestri in "arta aburirii". Pentru unii alunecosi, pentru altii fascinanti, Pestii sunt plini de toane si de mici manii inofensive. Au fixurile lor legate de lumea misticului, fantasticului, superstitiei si magiei. Cu toate astea, sunt persoane maleabile, compasive si ingaduitoare, care mai degraba incearca sa-i inteleaga pe ceilalti, decat sa-i judece. Chiar daca sufera, sunt gata sa ierte si au o imensa capacitate de iubire si devotament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand face urat?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Avand o viziune global-intuitiva a lucrurilor, se enerveaza sau se inchid in sine cand li se cer explicatii si argumente logice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replici de agatat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Esti la fel de frumos(oasa) in interior cat esti si in exterior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cati reprezentanti ai aceleiasi zodii este nevoie pentru a schimba un bec? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; O, Doamne, nu stiu. Dar becul se va schimba singur daca asta este dorinta Domnului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...I'm a Leo, Not a Bitch!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'...&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/3159997559021730180-651877919442139829?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/651877919442139829/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/fixuri-de-zodii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/651877919442139829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/651877919442139829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/fixuri-de-zodii.html' title='Fixuri de zodii'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-3996151988943269810</id><published>2010-02-24T08:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:33:40.052+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>Hoinareala....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ce cald si ce frumos a fost afara zilele astea...Vreme numai buna de hoinareala, de umblat brambura, d`aiurea sau cum vreti voi sa`i ziceti! Si bineinteles ca eu nu aveam cum sa ratez asemenea vreme si am profitat de ea la maxim si deasemenea de minunatul meu orar care`mi permite sa hoinaresc (cel putin acum la inceput de semestru cand nu sunt prea multe de facut si e oarecum lejer programul)...Si cum ziceam de dimineata pana seara pe drumuri...nu prea am apucat  sa vad prea bine peretii camerei, care plang de singuratate :)&lt;br /&gt;E cald, e bine, doar vantul care adie ce pare a fi un mic inconvienient, in rest toate bune si frumoase....plimbare la maxim (am zis:))..) si cu RATP`ul si cu pe jos`ul, cu ce se poate, numai sa nu stau....&lt;br /&gt;Stiam eu ca soarele nu ma va dezamagi...dar totusi am o intrebare  a venit oare primavara?! Sper ca da si sper ca va ramane... Mai acus vine 1 martie...martisoare, alea alea...si poate daca o sa am chef o sa va povestesc despre traditiile din romania legate de martisor, pentru ca am aflat ca acasa la colegele mele de camere  altfel sta treaba cu martisorul , fata de cum e acasa la mine (acasa  ma refer la judetul Suceava, Botosani, respectiv Vrancea, sau nordul Moldovei, respectiv sudul Moldovei)..&lt;br /&gt;Eh...tot ce conteaza e ca am scapat de iarna cea geroasa si calcam treptat cu pasi marunti, dar siguri spre primavara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'&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/3159997559021730180-3996151988943269810?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3996151988943269810/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoinareala.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3996151988943269810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3996151988943269810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoinareala.html' title='Hoinareala....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-2639079231030645136</id><published>2010-02-23T19:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T09:14:43.934+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>No title....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Justin Timberlake is on the move again...&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/NRdHsuuXxfk&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&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/NRdHsuuXxfk&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Like it or not?!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-2639079231030645136?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2639079231030645136/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-title_22.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2639079231030645136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2639079231030645136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-title_22.html' title='No title....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-4415014473548212770</id><published>2010-02-23T09:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:59:39.197+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><title type='text'>da da da....</title><content type='html'>Astrology - Today's Leo Horoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" class="UIStoryAttachment_Copy"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here is your Today's Leo Horoscope&lt;br /&gt;As excited as you may be about a social invitation, you must think twice about it.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Label"&gt;Compatibility:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Value"&gt;Aquarius&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Label"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Value"&gt;Cautious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Label"&gt;Lucky Color:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Value"&gt;Rose Pink&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Label"&gt;Lucky Number:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Value"&gt;69&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Label"&gt;Lucky Time of Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Value"&gt;2pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStoryAttachment_Value"&gt;prea tare...nu puteam sa nu v`o arat:))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-4415014473548212770?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4415014473548212770/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/da-da-da.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/4415014473548212770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/4415014473548212770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/da-da-da.html' title='da da da....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-8163782009385867842</id><published>2010-02-22T22:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:25:04.217+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Spune-mi ce zodie esti ca sa-ti spun ce relatie ai cu banii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S4JVpXRWguI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jAexNu3AMVU/s1600-h/5080_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S4JVpXRWguI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jAexNu3AMVU/s320/5080_medium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441005468926771938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modul in care ne raportam la bani este una dintre componente esentiale ale personalitatii noastre. Exista oameni care reusesc sa duca o viata multumitoare avand aceleasi resurse cu altii, mai putin destoinici. Unii risipesc, altii economisesc. Sigur, conteaza si anumiti factori psihologici, educatia primita, conditiile de viata etc. Dar si astrele au cuvantul lor de spus. Si in ceea ce priveste finantele, cele patru mari grupe ale semnelor (foc, apa, aer, pamant) se comporta in mod diferit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berbecul, Leul si Sagetatorul&lt;/b&gt; sunt spontani si inventivi in gestionarea resurselor financiare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Berbecul&lt;/b&gt; este intreprinzator si nu ii lipseste deloc hotararea pentru a cheltui sau pentru a face investitii, in timp ce &lt;b&gt;Leul&lt;/b&gt; investeste multi bani in aparente, caci din cauza orgoliului sau ii place sa arate ceea ce are, chiar cu riscul risipei sau al compromisurilor economice numai pentru a mentine impresia de viata luxoasa pe care simte nevoie sa o degaje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagetatorul&lt;/b&gt; este o fire sincera, dar si dezordonata, spirit care se va vedea in modul in care isi administreaza finantele. Asta inseamna ca ii place sa investeasca in lucruri care-l fac sa se simta bine, atat pe plan personal, cat si spiritual: calatorii, studii, carti. Ii place sa traiasca si nu va face economii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atitudinea cea mai conservatoare legata de bani apartine zodiilor de pamant, &lt;b&gt;Taur, Fecioara si Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ceea ce-l priveste pe &lt;b&gt;Taur&lt;/b&gt;, acesta isi va pune mereu banii la adapost, in asa fel incat acestia sa nu se devalorizeze sau sa nu se imputineze. Ii ia mereu mult timp pana sa se hotarasca sa cumpere ceva, iar in acest aspect ii seamana Fecioarei, cu mentiunea ca aceasta din urma exista si o dilema de nivel critic. &lt;b&gt;Taurul&lt;/b&gt; merge la magazine numai atunci cand are neaparat nevoie de ceva, in timp ce &lt;b&gt;Fecioara&lt;/b&gt; va merge de cinci ori pentru a analiza acelasi lucru. Si chiar si atunci e posibil sa plece cu mainile goale si plina de indoieli. Cel mai probabil isi va cheltui banii pe alte lucruri, care nu erau la fel de importante. &lt;b&gt;Taurul&lt;/b&gt; isi investeste banii in ceva solid si durabil, care poate nu va aduce castiguri spectaculoase, dar pentru care riscul va fi minim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fecioara&lt;/b&gt; investeste in lucruri tehnice, care sa-i stimuleze imaginatia si rareori gandeste in termeni de profitabilitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucrurile stau diferit cu cel de-al treilea semn de pamant, &lt;b&gt;Capricornul&lt;/b&gt;, care are mereu in minte idea saraciei ca fiind o catastrofa extrem de probabila. De-a lungul intregii sale vieti, economiile sunt esentiale pentru un &lt;b&gt;Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;, care-si refuza orice capricii si mofturi, exceptie facand cazurile in care altcineva le plateste. Nativii acestei zodii nu scot din buzunar decat ceea ce este strict necesar pentru supravietuirea lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semnele de aer, &lt;b&gt;Gemeni, Balanta si Varsator&lt;/b&gt; sunt mult mai impulsive decat cele de foc, in ceea ce priveste administrarea resurselor financiare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemenii&lt;/b&gt; sunt foarte generosi si adesea par a fi niste mecena atunci cand vine vorba de prietenii lor. Sunt cei care invita, cei care “fac cinste”, cei care fac cele mai extravagante cadouri pentru a-si reafirma propriul “eu”. Totusi, atunci cand vine vorba de administrarea banilor ce apartin altora, sunt ceva mai rationali si se pot dovedi chiar vicleni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Balanta&lt;/b&gt; este un semn pentru care conteaza enorm relatiile cu cei din jur. Pentru &lt;b&gt;Balanta&lt;/b&gt;, banii sunt doar un mijloc pentru a mentine armonia eterna cu apropiatii. In timp ce &lt;b&gt;Gemenii&lt;/b&gt; cheltuiesc pentru a-si alimenta nevoia de experiente noi, &lt;b&gt;Balanta&lt;/b&gt; o face pentru a-si imbunatati relatia cu perechea, cu asociatii sau cu prietenii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Varsatorul&lt;/b&gt; este imprevizibil. Azi poate risipi tot, cu ambele maini, iar maine se transforma in zgarcenia intruchipata. De cele mai multe ori, banii cheltuiti sunt pentru a demonstra celorlalti cat de independent si ce personalitate puternica are. Ii plac lucrurile rari, ciudate, diferite de ale celorlalti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ceea ce priveste semnele de apa, &lt;b&gt;Rac, Scorpion si Pesti&lt;/b&gt;, ele sunt ilustrarea perfecta a faptului ca ceea ce vine repede, pleaca la fel de repede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Racul&lt;/b&gt; are un anumit simt al administrarii caminului, ceea ce este tipic unui semn feminin. Poate ajunge sa dezvolte un anumit simt al economiilor, dar de asemenea si multa precautie in ceea ce priveste investitiile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scorpionul&lt;/b&gt; poate ajunge sa fie risipitor atunci cand sufera din cauze emotionale puternice. Pentru el cumparaturile devin un mod de a-si alina suferintele amoroase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ceea ce-i priveste pe &lt;b&gt;Pesti&lt;/b&gt;, banii le ies usor din buzunar atunci cand e vorba de idealurile lor, de chestiuni mistice sau de sentimente confuse. Le plac mai mult lucrurile frumoase decat cele utile, iar pentru acestea sunt gata sa-si dea si ultimul ban, chiar si cand exista prioritati extreme de stresante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...I'm a Leo, Not a Bitch!;)&lt;br /&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/3159997559021730180-8163782009385867842?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8163782009385867842/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/spune-mi-ce-zodie-esti-ca-sa-ti-spun-ce.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/8163782009385867842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/8163782009385867842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/spune-mi-ce-zodie-esti-ca-sa-ti-spun-ce.html' title='Spune-mi ce zodie esti ca sa-ti spun ce relatie ai cu banii'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S4JVpXRWguI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jAexNu3AMVU/s72-c/5080_medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-3498545097379177248</id><published>2010-02-21T09:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:52:38.581+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>my thoughts you can't decode...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S4BY_OURlrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XLuvoQH8e9o/s1600-h/3080049141_2f1c2f059a_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S4BY_OURlrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XLuvoQH8e9o/s320/3080049141_2f1c2f059a_t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440446193061697202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Gandind...gandindu`ma la razbunare ( nu va ganditi prea departe ca nu am de cand sa ma razbun pe nimeni, momentan) mai exact....de ce ajungem sa ne razbunam pe cei nevinovati?! de ce ii jignim pe cei care nu merita acest lucru?!...sa fie oare din cauza ca doza aia de lasitate, care exista in oricare dintre noi, isi face efectul atunci cand nu trebuie si  dam dovada de multa mandrie, demnitate, orgoliu, superioritate, sau cum vreti voi, atunci cand NU trebuie?! sa fie oare dorinta de a aplana anumite coflicte, de a nu riposta, de a incerca sa facem abstractie de anumite lucruri, numai ca atunci cand nu mai rezistam sa tot tacem/trece peste cu usurinta , rabufnim exact de fata cu persoanele care nu ne`au deranjat cu nimic, care probabil doar ne vroiau binele?! sau pur si simplu e mai usor sa`ti expui durerile unei persoane care prin simplu fapt ca vrea sa`ti fie alaturi cand tu te afli intr`un impas, sa zicem, cade de vinovat pentru tot ce ti se intampla tie?!....Gravida treaba!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eu una nu am gasit un raspuns concret la aceasta intrebare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Peace and Love! See ya'...&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/3159997559021730180-3498545097379177248?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3498545097379177248/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-thoughts-you-cant-decode.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3498545097379177248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3498545097379177248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-thoughts-you-cant-decode.html' title='my thoughts you can&apos;t decode...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S4BY_OURlrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XLuvoQH8e9o/s72-c/3080049141_2f1c2f059a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-8876683321591375002</id><published>2010-02-20T03:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:52:44.074+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><title type='text'>TiVi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De cand a inceput anul universitar am invatat sa traiesc fara tivi, deh viata de camin (sa va reamintesc ca pana in luna ianuarie nu am avut nici macar net) si cand dadeam pe acasa, lucru care se intampla saptamanal, profitam de timp sa reiau legatura cu realitatea, in sensul ca mai vedeam si eu ce se mai intampla in tara asta pe plan politic, monden...bla bla:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar cand vad cata prostie zace si in lumea tiviului, parca`mi vine sa arunc televizorul pe geam ( noroc de cartoon network:P)...din lipsa de subiecte interesante, se apeleaza la pitipoance, cocalari si multi alti idioti si idioate:)...spre exemplu mai nou  happy mister maruta de vreo 2 luni incoace o tot tine cu scandalul "Dolanescu", care btw a devenit extrem de boring si neinteresant, si acum a dat`o`n Misa...saracul, deh criza financiara, criza de personalitati, criza de subiecte:)...de antena 2 si abces direct (copyright Carcotasii) nici nu mai vreau sa aduc in discutie, pe turcalaii de la Kanal D ii urasc  pentru ca e televiziunea manelarilor si pentru amarata aia de emisiune "Nora pt Ma'ta", ma dispera bunica`mea in fiecare zi cu emisiunea asta:))....Mondenii si`au pierdut si ultimul dram de humor pe care il mai aveau...Acasa...ooo telebelele idioate si povestiri porno ca altfel n`am cum sa le zic, marele invitat Dudu Steel sau cum i`o zice aluia si alte pite care nu au ce face pe acasa si s`au gandit ca ar fi cazul sa devina vedete:))....si "topul" poate continua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu cred ca mai exista nimic normal la tiviul nostru cel drag...nici macar Carcotasii nu ma mai incanta, iar de pierdut vremea la filme, nici nu se pune problema, aceleasi de pe vremea cand inca ma incaltam cu fesu' (exagerez oarecum, dar in mare parte am dreptate)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci mai bine renuntam la cablu, la tivi si mai luam o carte in mana, ca sigur avem mai multe de invatat de acolo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Aveam multe lucruri de povestit, dar mi`am pierdut gandurile pe drum:)), cand mi`oi aminti revin cu un later edit...See ya'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later edit : zilele trecute, am vazut la tivi stupizenia stupizeniei...pe scurt televiziune: zeroteve, emisiune: dragoste cu nabadai...da stiu e vina mea ca m`am uitat la tampita aia de emisiune, dar a fost din pura intamplare si am ramas uimita (again) de cate prostie se arata la tivi...ea ipocrita, tampita, idioata si proasta de pitipoanca...s`a ajuns chipurile dupa ce a dat de`un bogatas, ma rog povestea in sine nu conteaza, conteaza ce`a zis ea la un moment dat, ca lumea se uita la ea ca la altceva:)) si cand ii da mamicuta ei mancarica ei preferata, branzica cu smantanica si cu mamaliguta, pitzi face figuri ca ea vrea dom`le mancare mexicana....poi normal ca ei nu` placea  smantana "comerciala" la punga, galetusa etc...ei ii placea smantanica la tub;)....Stupid B'ach! si nu mai vreau sa scriu despre acest subject neinteresant, doar am vrut sa arat ca asta este un alt motiv in plus pentru care ar trebui sa aruncam televizorul pe geam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love!..See ya'...&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/3159997559021730180-8876683321591375002?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8876683321591375002/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/tivi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/8876683321591375002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/8876683321591375002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/tivi.html' title='TiVi...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-5726648118793934873</id><published>2010-02-18T01:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:49:03.276+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>thoughts....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stateam zilele astea si ma gandeam eu asa in sinea, in timp ce ma plictiseam la un episod din Chuck(by the way, fain serialul)...ce mult se schimba un om, in decursul vietii sale! Unii isi dau seama de schimbari, altii nu, iar altii le observa dar nu au curajul sa le recunoasca....&lt;br /&gt;Ma iau exemplu pe mine...de la Sabrina taie/spanzura tot...am ajuns la Sabrina care a invatat sa asculte...Fiind o leoiaca infocata am un orgoliu imbatabil, pardon aveam....imi greseai o data ...pa la revedere! ai terminat`o cu mine 4ever sau trebuia sa treaca ceva timp sa`mi intri din nou in gratii, nu stiam ce e aia a2a sansa pentru ca nu ascultam si nici nu dadeam 2 bani pe explicatii...pana cand rolurile s`au cam inversat, sa zicem, si am realizat ca intotdeauna omul merita o a2a sansa, sau cel putin merita sa`si tina pledoaria atunci cand a gresit (a gresi e omeneste, dar se cam plateste:P:) sau nu neaparat atunci..si astfel orgoliul meu nu mai e asa imbatabil, dar se tine mai bine decat zidul berlinului:) si daca`mi gresesti nu esti iertat, esti trecut pe  "to do list":D...&lt;br /&gt;Mda si uite asa se schimba omul calcand spre moarte cu pasi marunti...si nu, omul nu se schimba doar cand greutatile vietii isi fac aparitia si nu se schimba sau nu invata doar din greseli....se schimba pentru ca asa e natura lui...sa incerce mai multe combinatii, pana o gaseste pe cea optimala, continuand totusi sa invete...&lt;br /&gt;Nush ce`i cu mine de am trantit balivernele astea pe aici, era totul mult mai simplu cand aveam 15-16 ani, chiar 17...sa fie oare ca am crescut?! ca m`am maturizat?! totusi sufletul de copil plange in mine cand aude/vede ce se`ntampla cu mine...dar pe zi ce trece se ascunde intr`un colt tot mai ascuns, iesind din cand in cand sa`mi aminteaca faptul ca el mereu o sa fie alaturi de mine si n`o sa ma paraseasca niciodata, indiferent de cat de mult o sa ma maturizez( oare o sa  se intample asta?!chestia cu maturizatul:) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....am o veste pentru tine, bibilica a crescut, mai are un pic si face 20 (oh yeah!!) si parca nu mai vrea, ca prea e filosoafa odata cu inaintarea in varsta!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...ca o concluzie Ready for what`s next, but not actually prepared for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't worry...it`s still me, doar ca mai aberez din cand in cand:P....&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/3159997559021730180-5726648118793934873?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5726648118793934873/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5726648118793934873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5726648118793934873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/thoughts.html' title='thoughts....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-101094150861849336</id><published>2010-02-17T08:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:46:27.551+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><title type='text'>16.01 - 16.02</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Felicitari mie ca am fost in  sfarsit capabila sa ma tin de un blog...durata de viata  1 luna, perioada in care am scris pe aici cat am scris in alte bloguri mai vechi in decurs de 2 ani:)....sper sa ma mai tina cheful de bloguiala, dar nu promit pentru ca....promisiunile sunt facute pentru a fi incalcate!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...tineti`mi pumnii, sa mi se mai aprinda beculetul deasupra capului si sa scriu pe aici!:P&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/3159997559021730180-101094150861849336?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/101094150861849336/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/1601-1602.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/101094150861849336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/101094150861849336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/1601-1602.html' title='16.01 - 16.02'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-7237265936411155522</id><published>2010-02-16T01:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:47:15.239+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><title type='text'>visand cu ochii deschisi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Rãsai, o soare sfânt, ucide luna,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..n-o vezi ce palidã-i acum, nebuna...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..e galbenã de ciudã si-i geloasã...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cã tu care-i slujeşti de preoteasã...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o-ntreci în farmec. E trist doar giulgiul de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vestalã moartã. Tu leapãdã-l! nebunã-i cine-l poartã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aruncã-l!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E doamna mea, iubirea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O, ar fi de-ar şti-o..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Moartea, care ţi-a supt balsamul rãsuflãrii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..n-a izbutit sã-ţi piardã frumuseţea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nu eşti înfrântã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flamura de purpur a frumuseţii, joacã pe obrazul si gura ta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Si moartea se sfieste sã-si desfãsoare palidul ei steag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tu dulce Julietã, de ce-ai rãmas aşa frumoasã încã?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sã cred cã moartea, cea fãrã de plasmã, e-namoratã...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Si te ţine-aici, la întuneric,sã fii iubita ei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aici...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aci mi-aştern eu patul cel din urmã...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Şi de pe trupul obosit de viaţã, voi smulge jugul stelelor fatale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ochi, mai priviţi-o cea din urmã oarã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O, braţe, cea din urmã-mbrãţişare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Şi gura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poarta sufletului meu,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pecetluieşte cu o sãrutare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..eternul târg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.. cu moartea rãpitoare..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Doua pasaje din "Romeo + Juliet" care mi`au atras atentia aseara si care mi`au ramas in cap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si acum urmeaza partea aia cand toate fetele iau pozitia 8-&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/3159997559021730180-7237265936411155522?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7237265936411155522/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/visand-cu-ochii-deschisi.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7237265936411155522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7237265936411155522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/visand-cu-ochii-deschisi.html' title='visand cu ochii deschisi....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-3994922816679188541</id><published>2010-02-15T22:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:49:49.860+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>it's snowing....again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mda...degeaba m`am bucurat eu ieri cand l`am vazut pe "maretul" soare...ca vizeta lui a fost prea scurta...2day it's snowing, dar asa cum trebuie...iar iarna, iar frig...nu se mai poate!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam atat am avut de spus...scurt si la obiect, ca nu`mi place sa insist pe treaba asta...sa zicem ca eram in trecere pe aici, si am tinut neaparat sa va salut:))&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/3159997559021730180-3994922816679188541?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3994922816679188541/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-snowingagain.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3994922816679188541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3994922816679188541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-snowingagain.html' title='it&apos;s snowing....again'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-6209643276306327604</id><published>2010-02-14T20:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:54:23.189+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>..... puncte puncte.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Oooo da! trebuie neaparat sa impart aceasta bucurie alaturi de voi!....Februarie...14 februarie...Ziua Indragostitilor...zi plina de iubire alea alea, nu asta conteaza acum ci faptul ca e soare!...dupa multe zile in care ba ploua, ba ningea, nici eu nu mai stiu, a rasarit soarele!...Si ce bine a fost cand m`am trezit si`am vazut ca razele soarelui ma imbie in bataia lor si oarecum ma deranjau ca`mi bateau in ochi, dar n`a contat prea mult!..important e  ca a venit...l`am asteptat mult si bine, dar a venit si sper sa ramana de data asta mai mult:)...si desi stiu ca venirea lui inseamna iar flecaiala si iar multa apa, nu conteaza, pentru ca stiu ca el ,maretul soare, se va lupta cu ultimul strat de zapada ramas, pana cand acesta va disparea in neant!...si uite asa totul revine la viata datorita lui...si pun pariu ca si vremea vrea sa se afle iar sub imparatia soarelui:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cata filosofie, cata metafora pe capul meu la ora asta a diminetii, inca nu m`am trezit bine, trebuie sa ma intelegeti!....just happy...prietenul meu e intr`o vizita prelungita (sper:)..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaa era sa uit Happy Valentine's Day!!!! si cum spunea Mircea Radu "Iubiti-va mult!":))....&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/3159997559021730180-6209643276306327604?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6209643276306327604/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/puncte-puncte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/6209643276306327604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/6209643276306327604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/puncte-puncte.html' title='..... puncte puncte.....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-1904952863241822523</id><published>2010-02-13T08:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:48:44.113+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>Urasc....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chiar am inceput sa urasc vremea asta....nici macar nu pot sa zic ca nu o mai suport...o urasc pur si simplu....de ce?!...pentru ca e cea mai nasoala vreme posibila existenta....si pentru ca azi m`a luat la misto iar!!!!....aventuri la volan...s`a trezit instinctul de soferita din mine si mi`a strigat sa ma incumet pe o vreme ca asta, desi al meu drag tata mi`a spus ca risc sa raman ingropata in zapada si apa pe undeva, dar eu nu..batman! merg eu, fac eu, dreg eu...si sa ma vezi ce mandra eram cand am vazut ca am reusit sa plec de pe loc fara probleme...pana cand..pana cand s`a intamplat inevitabilul...rotile s`au intepenit in zapada si de jur imprejurul masinii...mai frumos...doar apa! Si uite asa se scarpina Sabrina mea cu mana stanga la urechea dreapta si se gandea ea asa frumos...ca trebuie sa  scoata lopatica la munci!...si sa ma vezi ce am bagat la lopata, sa dau la o parte amarata aia de zapada care numai in calea mea putea sa fie ( si nu, nu aveam pe unde s`o ocolesc...). In fine am muncit nitel de am reusit sa eliberez rotile din ghearele zapezii si dau sa plec...si nu reusesc sa misc masina mai mult de 2 m...ca surpriza...raman iar impotmolita:((...si reluam circuitul...lopata-zapada! Intr`un final cu ajutorul unui binevoitor am reusit sa scot bestia din spuma dezastrului provocat de iubita mea vreme:P....Si pe deasupra cu o seara inainte trecusem exact prin aceeasi situatie, adica am ajutat o buburuza sa scape din ghearele zapezii (putina, dar al naibii de rea) si ale apei, care ma dispera....si ma face sa urasc iarna, sau cel putin sfarsitul de iarna...si tot nu m`am invatat minte ca asta e vreme de lasat parcata masina in fata blocului,  vreme de numarat bani sau...facut alte lucruri:), mai putin sa te aventurezi pe afara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci urasc...urasc  si iar urasc...flescaiala, zapada de sfarsit de iarna, apa...urasc sfarsitul de iarna...urasc vremea actuala!&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/3159997559021730180-1904952863241822523?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1904952863241822523/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/urasc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/1904952863241822523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/1904952863241822523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/urasc.html' title='Urasc....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-935202528337410635</id><published>2010-02-12T05:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:50:18.088+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>Nervi de iarna...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vremea de afara imi provoaca o stare extrema de nervozitate...nici nu stiu daca ninge, daca ploua, daca e frig sau nu....nu`mi pasa chiar...pur si simplu vreau sa se termine aceasta perioada nefasta!...Ninge?!vine iar iarna nu`i bine!Ploua?!....polei sau mai cool....flescaiala, cat cuprinde...mai acus am calcat in ditamai baltoaca de am facut inundatie inauntrul adidasului:(....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am incercat pe cat posibil sa fac abstractie de vreme...inca de dimineata de cand m`am trezit si`am zarit pe fereastra marea "minune"....mi`am cautat de treaba prin casa, am stat de`am umblat brambura pe faimosul goagal, am incercat sa rezist la un film cap coada, fara sa ma plictisesc sau fara sa ma ia somnul...chiar m`am uitat la o prostie de film...numai sa nu ma uit iar pe geam si sa vad.....sa vad blestemul de afara....pana mi`am facut imensul curaj si`am iesit in valtoarea vremii...si a fost cea mai mare greseala care am facut astazi...sa ies din casa pe blestemata asta de vreme. Din momentul in care picaturile de ploaie mi`au atins crestetul fruntii mi`am tras vreo doua injuraturi, ca am incercat sa`mi fructific "adrenalina" din sange cu o astfel de iesire....si cand m`am decis sa ma intorc la hibernarea mea...surpriza!vremea m`a luat la misto si mi`a pus in calea pasilor doar baltoace si pe deasupra mai si faceam slalom prinre ele...alunecand:P...pericolul de a nimeri cu altceva, decat cu un picior, in balti (multe, multe si insuportabile) fiind mai mare....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oare sunt eu prea paranoica in ce priveste vremea?!...sau...&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/3159997559021730180-935202528337410635?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/935202528337410635/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/nervi-de-iarna.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/935202528337410635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/935202528337410635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/nervi-de-iarna.html' title='Nervi de iarna...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-6405781460796391092</id><published>2010-02-12T00:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:50:38.542+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>No title....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Clickuind asa de pe`o pagina pe alta...gasisi noul videoclip al Rihannei...un videoclip mult asteptat..dar care nu m`a impresionat prea tare...coeficientul "too much" fiind mai mare decat cel al lui Lady Gaga(momentan)...just an opinion...totusi melodia e simpatica:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here it is...Rude Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/e82VE8UtW8A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/e82VE8UtW8A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&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/3159997559021730180-6405781460796391092?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6405781460796391092/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-5489309991447717061</id><published>2010-02-11T08:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:50:49.730+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Horoscop amoros: Cuplurile in luna februarie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S3Ma-Bao_vI/AAAAAAAAACs/XBFIVODRlWw/s1600-h/900673849_7bb4d8b362_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 89px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S3Ma-Bao_vI/AAAAAAAAACs/XBFIVODRlWw/s320/900673849_7bb4d8b362_t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436718828000706290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Berbec:&lt;/strong&gt; Acum lucrurile merg un pic mai greu, dar incet si cu rabdare veti reveni pe linia de plutire si o sa va iubiti mai mult ca oricand.&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taur:&lt;/strong&gt; Chiar daca el uneori ti se pare rece la sentimentele tale sa nu il judeci, te iubeste la nebunie, nu stie cum sa iti arate asta, invata-l.&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gemeni:&lt;/strong&gt; Simti uneori ca ai vrea sa il spanzuri de primul copac ce iti iese in cale insa stii ca viata ta fara el nu ar insemna nimic si il iubesti prea mult pentru a putea renunta la el.&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rac:&lt;/strong&gt; Stiu ca iti este greu, dar lupta pentru voi, se merita, poate acum nu vrei sa crezi asta, dar in adancul inimii stii ca el te iubeste si te va iubi toata viata.&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leu:&lt;/strong&gt; Iti este greu sa faci o alegere, insa nu te lasa conditionata de ce spun cei din jurul tau ci doar de ce simti tu, fericirea vine usor si poate pleca la fel de repede, insa uneori sentimentele vin, dar nu mai vor sa plece indiferent cat incerci tu sa le alungi.&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fecioara:&lt;/strong&gt; Invata sa iti spui punctul de vedere fara sa iti fie frica sau apoi sa te simti vinovata, arata-i ca ai un caracter puternic si nu poate face ce vrea cu tine.&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Balanta:&lt;/strong&gt; Plangi prea des, iar lui nu ii place asta, incearca sa fii un pic mai puternica, fa-l sa te admire pentru curajul si pentru puterea ta de a putea merge frumos mai departe.&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scorpion:&lt;/strong&gt; Gateste-i ceva, insa experimenteaza intai cu mama si dupa asta cu dansul in persoana, nu de alta, dar sa nu il bagi in coma din prima, in orice caz gestul tau il va face sa i se unga inima de placere.&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sagetator:&lt;/strong&gt; Arata-i ca il iubesti, uneori te simte rece si nu stie cum sa se comporte sau ce sa iti spuna, deschide usa de la inima ta ca sa vada mai bine in ea.&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capricorn: &lt;/strong&gt;Nici o relatie nu este usoara, iar uneori persoana pe care o iubesti tu, nu te iubeste pe tine, invata sa ii dai drumul incet fara sa iti rupi inima in bucati.&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Varsator:&lt;/strong&gt; Alinta-l, imbraca-te in ceva sexy, este o luna a dragostei, arata-i cat de mult tii la el si totodata ce bunatate are langa dansul de care trebuie sa aiba mare grija sa nu o piarda.&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pesti:&lt;/strong&gt; Nu e bine sa incepeti sa va jigniti atunci cand va certati deoarece se pot spune lucruri care sa o va doara foarte tare ... daca nu puteti vorbi cu calm mai bine taceti.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-5489309991447717061?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5489309991447717061/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/horoscop-amoros-cuplurile-in-luna.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5489309991447717061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5489309991447717061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/horoscop-amoros-cuplurile-in-luna.html' title='Horoscop amoros: Cuplurile in luna februarie'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S3Ma-Bao_vI/AAAAAAAAACs/XBFIVODRlWw/s72-c/900673849_7bb4d8b362_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-3700967354649329008</id><published>2010-02-11T08:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:51:10.442+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>barbatul ideal...sau nu!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Trebuie neaparat sa povestesc ce am vazut azi!Povestea incepe cam asa...mergand agale, impingand un amarat de carucior printre raioanele unui supermarket(nu`i dau numele pentru ca nu vreau sa`i fac reclama gratis:P) plictisita fiind ca mama nu mai termina cu lista ei de cumparaturi..am inceput sa analizez lumea de prin preajma...si atunci l`am vazut pe el...asemeni mie si el impingea de zor un carucior pe jumatate incarcat...si el era la fel de plictisit sau cel putin asa parea...si nu dura mult ca apare ea....ea,  sotia, care avea o lista de cumparaturi...huh..guiness world records book e minciuna pe langa lista de cumparaturi a doamnei in cauza...si atunci am realizat de ce era asa plictisit saracul om, era tarat la cumparaturi dupa nevasta, doar pentru a o multumi si pe ea macar o data!...dar apoi mi`am dat seama ca saracul era tarat la cumparaturi pentru ca asa vroia sotia. Sa`ntelegeti...dialog intre ei, ea spune ceva , el "da, draga!"....ea cumpara, tranteste in cos...el aranjeaza cele cumparate conform regulilor impuse de ea si toate aceastea sunt facute doar la o simpla uitatura urata a sotiei....a terminat cu un raion ea spune "hai!"(pacat ca nu pot sa exprim intonatia...era un "hai" care semana mai mult a "mars") el iar "da, draga!", plecand capul si urmand`o umil...unii dintre voi, sau mai bine zis unele dintre voi , ar spune "ooo da....asa da sot!", altii ar spune "ooo da...prostanac pentru ca sta sub papucul sotiei, in loc sa`si arate barbatia"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El, subiectul, face parte din categoria "gaina are cuc"..si are parte de o sotie care e "cocos"...Vorba unei prietene, ultimul cuvant in casa il are barbatul:"am inteles, draga!"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu as zice doar atat....militez pentru egalitatea dintre femei si barbati, dar nu prin umilinta...ci prin intelegere...&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/3159997559021730180-3700967354649329008?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3700967354649329008/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/barbatul-idealsau-nu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3700967354649329008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3700967354649329008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/barbatul-idealsau-nu.html' title='barbatul ideal...sau nu!...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-3332867170401370631</id><published>2010-02-10T08:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:51:36.747+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>Strig....dar tu nu ma auzi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Incepand cu o intrebare simpla, dar al carei raspuns e uneori mult prea complicat...de ce?!De ce unele persoane nu stiu sa asculte?!Oare nu vor sa asculte sau pur si simplu nu le pasa si nu dau importanta vorbelor ce le rasuna in urechi?!Dar oare daca rolurile s`ar inversa, cum s`ar simti?!...Dar oare costa doar sa asculti sau macar sa te prefaci ca asculti?!...Doare sa asculti?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Doar ascultand te poti face ascultat...Doar ascultand poti afla cele mai ascunse ganduri si simtiri ale unui om...&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/3159997559021730180-3332867170401370631?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3332867170401370631/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/strigdar-tu-nu-ma-auzi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3332867170401370631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/3332867170401370631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/strigdar-tu-nu-ma-auzi.html' title='Strig....dar tu nu ma auzi....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-549820595525760486</id><published>2010-02-08T10:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:51:47.873+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>Din seria "am chef..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Da da...m`a cuprinsul cheful sa ma destainui pe aici...si stand asa eu cu laptopul in brate, gandidu`ma la ale mele, realizasi ca acum 5 luni si un pic am pasit spre un nou inceput, o noua viata...viata de student, care pe langa faptul ca implica foarte multa distractie, mai implica si cursuri, seminarii, examene...sesiune(observati ca distractia e pe primul loc).Am realizat ca sambata...s`a incheiat sesiunea pentru studenta de anul I ( sta acolo unde o pui, conform cantecului)din mine...prima sesiune din viata de pui de om si pe care am incheiat`o cu bine (mai bine zis sper ca am incheiat`o cu bine, mai am de aflat rezultatele la un examen)dar pana acum nicio restanta(ceva atipic pentru un student normal:P)...eh pana acum a fost bine, am unele regrete fata de aceasta viata, dar am sa le recuperez pe parcursul urmatorului semestru...si asa de repede cum s`a scurs  primul, asa o sa treaca si al doilea...si asa se incheie primul an de student, si apoi al doilea, si al treilea si tot asa de repede se scurge si viata, de aceea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bucura`te de fiecare clipa ca si cum ar fi ultima...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-549820595525760486?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/549820595525760486/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/din-seria-am-chef.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/549820595525760486'/><link rel='self' 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0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;        Dimineata pentru mine a inceput pe la ora 12( o ora neobisnuita de trezire pentru mine) si a fost prima dimineata, dupa o lunga perioada de timp, in care m`am trezit fara nicio grija, fara sa ma gandesc la ce o sa fac in descursul zilei respective, fara sa`mi pese de cum o sa se scurga timpul si eu nu o sa profit de el...A fost o dimineata in care pur si simplu nu mi`a pasat de timp, de vreme, de nimic...si a fost foarte bine, pana m`am dezmeticit bine si am realizat ca ninge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;       Ningea frumos ce`i drept, foarte frumos....si desi dansul agitat al fulgisorilor de nea imi desenau un zambet pe chip, m`am intristat!de ce?! pai pentru ca ma saturasem oarecum de iarna, mai ales de geeerrrrrr...asteptam cu bratele deschise primavara, soarele, de abia asteptam sa vad ghioceii scuturandu`se de ultima zapada...dar se pare ca mai am de asteptat pana atunci, meanwhile incerc cat de cat sa ma bucur de zapada fina de afara si ca sa intru in atmosfera placuta a iernii, ma dezmierd cu o ciocolata calda( desi parca mergea mai bine un vin fiert cu scortisoara:P)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Si acum ninge marunt si desi zambesc cand vad fulgii bucurandu`se de libera lor cadere, stiind ca pe pamantul rece se vor contopi cu mantia alba a iernii...totusi astept cu nerabdare ziua in care o sa vad soarele zambind larg si eu bucurandu`ma in bataia razelor sale....&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/3159997559021730180-1008047866354228932?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1008047866354228932/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-7858926660283870241</id><published>2010-02-02T22:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:52:25.886+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><title type='text'>No title...</title><content type='html'>Prea obosita  sa ma gandesc la un anumit titlu si sincer nici nu cred ca e nevoie de vreun titlul pentru acest post, pur si simplu imi vine a scrie:)....Happy ca am scapat oarecum de sesiune(mai am doar un examen:P) si sad pentru ca nu ma mai ajung cu somnul....pierd nopti, pierd zile, dorm putin si nu sunt buna de nimic....eh e grele maica!:) de abia astept vacanta unde timp pretios din viata mea, o sa fie pierdut dormind!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce mult am mai scris....:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-7858926660283870241?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7858926660283870241/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-title_02.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7858926660283870241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7858926660283870241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-title_02.html' title='No title...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-5158981901999795203</id><published>2010-01-30T06:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:52:42.806+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>Din seria "am chef..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello hello!....lipsii cam mult pe aici, deh...stresiune, 2 examene(mai urmeaza 2 :((...) dar cateodata mai e nevoie si de o pauza (sa nu credeti ca m`am omorat cu invatatul, sa zicem doar ca am pierdut nopti)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astazi, in timp ce ma indreptam spre facultate sa sustin primul, din cele 2 examene pe care le`am avut, am realizat cu stupoare, ca afara e mai cald.Gata!s`a terminat cu gerul naprasnic, care ne`a terorizat zilele trecute...gata cu scartaitul zapezii sub pasii mohorati...gata cu maini inghetate....gata cu infofoleala....usor, usor renuntam ba la fes, ba la fular, ba la manusi si curand si la geaca de iarna, carata atata timp de umerii nostri firavi:P....astazi am fost intampinata de razele soarelui, care si`a mai ascuns "coltii" si a inceput sa ne zambeasca.....si a zambit frumos toata ziua...si iar mi`e dor de primavara!:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mi'e tare tare tare....dar tare tare dor de tine!....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plec de tot, departe de tot...de tot ce-am avut, dar am pierdut...plec departe, plec pe Marte si de-acolo poate poate....si mai departe....&lt;br /&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/3159997559021730180-5158981901999795203?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5158981901999795203/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/din-seria-am-chef_29.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5158981901999795203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5158981901999795203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/din-seria-am-chef_29.html' title='Din seria &quot;am chef...&quot;'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-6321190884277203668</id><published>2010-01-26T06:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:53:09.643+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>Prostia....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Doua lucruri sunt infinite: universul si prostia umana. Si nu sunt chiar sigur in legatura cu universul."....avea dreptate saracul Einstein!Oare chiar asa raspandit sa fie acest "sindrom"?Oare chiar asa de mare sa fie numarul celor contagiati?....Se pare ca da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe lumea asta exista 2 categorii de oameni...cei care isi vad de treaba lor si traiesc linistiti..si cei care nu au ce face si barfesc sau vorbesc aiurea, acestia din urma, dupa parerea mea fac partea din categoria oamenilor stupizi( poate generalizez prea "profund", dar asta am constatat in decursul zilei de azi, in special in seara asta)...Oare aceste persoane chiar nu au altceva mai bun de facut, decat sa se intereseze de soarta altora?Dar oare se "hranesc" cu vorbele aiurite pe care le scot pe gura(sau le tastez)?...Nu stiu cauza exacta, care a determinat ca acest "sindrom" sa ia nastere, stiu doar ca ia amploare....vorba unui cunoscut "Mama prostilor e mereu gravida"...Da recunosc, tuturor ne place sa discutam, sa vorbim despre altii, sa barfim chiar ( in special noi fetele)...dar se pare ca unii au sistemul imunitar mai puternic si acest "sindrom" nu se instaleaza in corpul uman, pe cand altii au parte de un sistem imunitar "defect" si acest "sindrom" se manifesta in voia lui, provocand simptome "idioate"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gata sa ma calmez....ca nu are rost sa ma complic pentru prosti, nu`i asa?!:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afara e frig, dar frig tare....si totusi mie mi`e cald.....afara e iarna, dar la mine e primavara...oare de ce?!...(am simtit nevoia sa fac o pauza de meditatie....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi ca sa raman pe subiect....Ca sa intelegi ca esti prost, trebuie totusi sa`ti mearga mintea!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3159997559021730180-6321190884277203668?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6321190884277203668/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/prostia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/6321190884277203668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/6321190884277203668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/prostia.html' title='Prostia....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-2365661829296057232</id><published>2010-01-22T02:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:53:36.892+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>Am chef....iar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;       Vine se apropie cu pasi repezi....da da...nu mai scap de data asta...de luni (ora 11:00) intru in focuri cu examenele :((...sesiune...se`nvata si se`nvata mult si se pierd nopti( sau cel putin se incearca a se pierde nopti...studiind) dar totusi, pauzele lungi si dese, cheia marilor succese:)..si daca tot m`am hotarat sa fac o pauza...m`am gandit sa mai scriu nitel pe aici...si sa ma plang ca e frig si nu mai vreau iarna....vreau sa fie soare si cald sa ma pot bucura de drumul pana la facultate...sa ma bucur de Copoul proaspat inverzit...sa merg agale (chit ca plec mai devreme din camin) si sa pierd vremea prin parc alaturi de.....(cei dragi) si m`a cuprins asa un dor de primavara...ca sa nu mai zic de vara:P....si cand ma intorc AcasA (intelegeti voi...) pe langa caldura celor de acasa, sa fiu intampinata de caldura razelor de soare....si sa nu`mi mai inghete mana pe bagaje si sa nu mai stau infofolita cu fulare, manusi, caciuli....iar mi`e dor de primavara si de vara  si de soare si de....ei de....oare?!..chiar de...??..posibil:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gata ma intorc la oile mele....dar revin repede...am mentionat mai sus de ce....treaba cu pauzele:))&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/3159997559021730180-2365661829296057232?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2365661829296057232/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-chefiar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2365661829296057232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2365661829296057232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-chefiar.html' title='Am chef....iar'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-4788320612710570672</id><published>2010-01-20T19:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:54:34.844+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><title type='text'>meditatie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S1ayMVLJDdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QQX2_OXteEw/s1600-h/2403249501_a57876dcb8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S1ayMVLJDdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QQX2_OXteEw/s320/2403249501_a57876dcb8_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428722325753761234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cine suntem noi?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine esti tu?&lt;br /&gt;Esti o prapastie…&lt;br /&gt;O prapastie abrupta,&lt;br /&gt;O prapastie adanca,&lt;br /&gt;O prapastie mareata,&lt;br /&gt;O prapastie superba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine sunt eu?&lt;br /&gt;Sunt un vers strigat in prapastia&lt;br /&gt;abrupta, adanca, mareata si superba.&lt;br /&gt;Atat de tare strigat,&lt;br /&gt;incat, intors ecou,&lt;br /&gt;imi izbeste pieptul&lt;br /&gt;ce sangereaza alte versuri,&lt;br /&gt;mereu ecouri, dureroase mereu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine esti tu?&lt;br /&gt;Esti un zid de piatra,&lt;br /&gt;pe-naltul unui tarm,&lt;br /&gt;ascunzand comori niciodata stiute&lt;br /&gt;sau, poate, banale paragini…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine sunt eu?&lt;br /&gt;Sunt o pala de vant&lt;br /&gt;tandra si visatoare,&lt;br /&gt;batand neincetat&lt;br /&gt;in zidul de pe tarm,&lt;br /&gt;nesfarsit intoarsa-n mine si-n nesfarsita mare…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine esti tu?&lt;br /&gt;Esti o fata morgana,&lt;br /&gt;palpabila si fugara&lt;br /&gt;intr-un desert cu nisipuri de sidef…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine sunt eu?&lt;br /&gt;Sunt un calator maur&lt;br /&gt;pe-o camila de casmir,&lt;br /&gt;inacapatanandu-se zadarnic sa creada,&lt;br /&gt;ca te-ar putea ajunge,&lt;br /&gt;ducandu-te-n palatu-i de emir…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               Toni Tecuceanu&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/3159997559021730180-4788320612710570672?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4788320612710570672/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/meditatie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/4788320612710570672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/4788320612710570672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/meditatie.html' title='meditatie...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S1ayMVLJDdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QQX2_OXteEw/s72-c/2403249501_a57876dcb8_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-5670884830163209616</id><published>2010-01-19T21:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:54:46.752+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>Din seria "am chef..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Am chef sa blog`uiesc nitel si profit de faptul ca am prins o tara de net in camin....trebuie sa recuperez si ziua de ieri, oarecum,ma rog nu s`a intamplat nimic interesant, ceva care sa-mi atraga atentia in mod deosebit, dar totusi...am facut ceva ce n`am mai facut demult....tare demult....m`am sms`uit all day si am avut conversatii la telefon mai lungi de 5 minute( durata medie a apelurilor efectuate,primite in ultimele 3-4 luni)...si mi`am dat seama ca imi place, chiar mi`era dor de chestii de genu'....:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Iasi ninge, acasa ninge...si iar imi amintesc si iar ma gandesc...stratul (gros de acum) de zapada imi trezeste amintiri placute si...cam atat(asta a fost pauza de meditatie:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intrebare: De ce ne ascundem in spatele unui telefon sau sms(si nu neaparat telefon sau sms, sau mai stiu eu ce)si nu spunem totul in fata?!....mmm...&lt;br /&gt;doare adevarul..si doare rau uneori dar....merita spus in fata, si nu prin presupuneri si apropo`uri...ehh e grele!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si gata...am cam aberat destul,si credeti`ma....trezitul la 6 si o lucrare la mate sunt cauzele acestui lucru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V'am  pupat si V'am salutat din mers...ne vedem cand revin!:)(acum Doooorrrrrmmmm....ZZZzzzZZzzz....:P)&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/3159997559021730180-5670884830163209616?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5670884830163209616/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/din-seria-am-chef.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5670884830163209616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/5670884830163209616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/din-seria-am-chef.html' title='Din seria &quot;am chef...&quot;'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-2705879975150393246</id><published>2010-01-18T09:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:55:13.873+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>un nou inceput...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si uite asa s`a mai scurs o zi din viata mea....24 de ore(ma rog,aproximativ) in care am avut parte de tot ce nu ma asteptam sa fac astazi...am vrut sa dorm all day long, n`am putut:(...mi-am propus sa pierd vremea, da am pierdut`o invatand:P....m'am gandit ca la un nou inceput,deja aveam o viziune clara asupra lui....dar s`a dovedit a fi altul:)...soarta!Nu nu...fara planuri de viitor, ca o sa fac aia, ca o sa fie asa sau invers....neah! nu exista asa ceva...traieste clipa, asta e vorba dupa care am sa ma ghidez de acum incolo, ce`a fost a fost si n`o sa mai fie...din pacate nu putem da timpul inapoi!....nush ce am dar de vreo cateva zile incoace am o problema cu timpul, de fapt dintotdeauna am avut...dar trecem peste!E grele....grele grele....dar timpul:P le rezolva pe toate...si ca veni vorba de timp(iar...)nu stiu cand o sa revin pe aici pentru ca la Iasi, in minunatul meu camin C3, nu avem net:P..da da...e de ras, dar ras pe burta si nu asa....conditii bune alea alea, bani cu carca si fara net!pfff...nasol cam asa o ducem noi de prin septembrie, fara net si ne plictisim la un scrabble sau alte alea...cum am zice d'ale caminului...de cele mai multe ori pierdem vremea dormind:P, cel putin asta se intampla la camera7:)....maine imi iau zborul de dimineata spre iesi:D...si desi sunt fericita ca o sa am o saptamana mai lejera( doar o amarata de lucrare marti, la mate imi strica buna dispozitie...)totusi se apropie Streeeesssiuunneeeaaa....prima din viata mea...si nu am chef de invatat, si nu am chef de examen si vreau sa`mi pierd vremea alaturi de...(ghici cine?!) toata ziulica...dar vorba aia sesiunea trece, studentii raman, vacanta vine iar si sper sa fie vacanta, adica sa trec cu bine examenele si sa nu am restante si bla bla bla...destul cu scoala...gata am inceput cu o treaba si termin cu alta...oare de ce?!?!....sa fie oare....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluzionez: I'm just happy....try to understand me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gata cred ca o tai la un pui de somn....ca trezirea se da in jur de ora 6:((....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-2705879975150393246?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2705879975150393246/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-nou-inceput.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2705879975150393246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2705879975150393246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-nou-inceput.html' title='un nou inceput...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-2713361050912063284</id><published>2010-01-18T01:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:55:26.922+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>thoughts....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S1MUJ7bBQ_I/AAAAAAAAABs/RwiOSTd1s-Q/s1600-h/2191842461_6a293b711f_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S1MUJ7bBQ_I/AAAAAAAAABs/RwiOSTd1s-Q/s200/2191842461_6a293b711f_t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427704136713978866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;....Culmea nu s'a topit zapada....chiar ninge si ninge frumos...si ninsoarea imi trezeste amintiri placute si...de ce ma intorc iar in trecut?cand eu cred in prezent?!....Complicat!...Oare?!...de fapt totul e simplu, viata e simpla, noi o complicam....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-2713361050912063284?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2713361050912063284/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2713361050912063284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/2713361050912063284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/thoughts.html' title='thoughts....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S1MUJ7bBQ_I/AAAAAAAAABs/RwiOSTd1s-Q/s72-c/2191842461_6a293b711f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-980039137516836155</id><published>2010-01-17T19:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:55:43.137+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>same shit different day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S1K-pKi9OOI/AAAAAAAAABc/NTunZbJPWVA/s1600-h/3201656265_fb1892a739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S1K-pKi9OOI/AAAAAAAAABc/NTunZbJPWVA/s200/3201656265_fb1892a739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427610115349756130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neata!...admir oarecum micul strat de zapada asezat pe pamantul lipsit de viata, care peste vreo 2-3 ore se va topi instantaneu(sau poate nu)....imi beau cafeluta, incerc sa citesc presa si ma gandesc la un oarecare program pe ziua de azi....dar nu pot sa ma "bucur" de aceste lucruri!De ce?!...pentru ca a inceput batalia...batalia gandurilor....ma gandesc aiurea....ma gandesc departe...departe la tine.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-980039137516836155?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/980039137516836155/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/same-shit-different-day.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/980039137516836155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/980039137516836155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/same-shit-different-day.html' title='same shit different day....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S1K-pKi9OOI/AAAAAAAAABc/NTunZbJPWVA/s72-c/3201656265_fb1892a739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-6778679957712343209</id><published>2010-01-17T10:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:56:13.094+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts...'/><title type='text'>De ce?....</title><content type='html'>De ce intotdeauna inima trebuie sa lupte cu mintea?De ce nu gasesc un numitor comun si "traiesc" in pace amandoua?De ce spunem ce gandim si nu ce simtim?De ce?!De ce?! si iar De ce?!De ce mintea spune nu....si inima spune da?!...De ce?!.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-6778679957712343209?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6778679957712343209/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/de-ce.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/6778679957712343209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/6778679957712343209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/de-ce.html' title='De ce?....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-7934758572992521731</id><published>2010-01-17T03:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:56:26.273+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>I need this....</title><content type='html'>Totul se rezuma la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n_iidF6cFv4&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/n_iidF6cFv4&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/3159997559021730180-7934758572992521731?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7934758572992521731/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-this_16.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7934758572992521731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/7934758572992521731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-this_16.html' title='I need this....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-4889932668982118427</id><published>2010-01-17T01:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:56:55.386+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chef de Bloguiala...'/><title type='text'>am chef....</title><content type='html'>Si daca tot am chef de blog`uit (in loc sa invat)....realizez pe zi ce trece ca ceea ce conteaza e prezentul...ca nu are rost sa ne intoarcem in trecut, dar nici sa pasim spre viitor....poate sunt sceptica sau nush...cum vreti voi...dar astazi, acum, la ora 15:43 ma incred mai mult in prezentul trist decat in trecutul amintirilor frumoase sau sperantele viitorului....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-4889932668982118427?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4889932668982118427/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-chef.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/4889932668982118427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/4889932668982118427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-chef.html' title='am chef....'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12942107887731959330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsbqWCMsVro/S28xWCvhlrI/AAAAAAAAACM/m6C-I8YGi-I/S220/DSC00755.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159997559021730180.post-1005275003920702102</id><published>2010-01-17T01:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:57:14.569+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncategorized'/><title type='text'>primul?!..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; Nu! nu e primul post...mai am si alte prime posturi...dar sper ca acest blog sa reziste cat mai mult timp si sa fie un blog si nu altceva...so nice to see you...welcome to myself!:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159997559021730180-1005275003920702102?l=bibilicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1005275003920702102/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/primul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/1005275003920702102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159997559021730180/posts/default/1005275003920702102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibilicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/primul.html' 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