<?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-8424319740988053837</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:16:49.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gaby</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-946406448968439769</id><published>2009-09-06T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T09:02:23.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poate...</title><content type='html'>Vorbeam zilele trecute cu prietenele despre cat de mult ne-am schimbat in vacanta asta.Si nu doar noi ....majoritatea persoanelor cunoscute. Toti  trecem printr-o perioada de continua schimbare. Si...nu e nimic rau in asta,atata timp cat schimbarea este una in bine..este una necesara si constructiva.  Doar schimbarea tine de drumul nostru spre maturizare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gandindu-ne la lucrurile astea...m-au facut sa-mi dau seama cat de mult  m-am schimbat si eu, fata de cum eram la sfarsitul scolii. Numai sunt atat de naiva ca inainte si uneori sunt destul de rece.Sunt momente cand se intampla ceva f.dragut si nu reactionez cum o faceam inainte.Nu mai simt asa o bucurie din senin. Acum mi se pare ceva firesc,cat se poate de normal,desi nu prea este.&lt;br /&gt;Nu imi mai vine sa rad asa din orice cum o faceam inainte. Rasul ala al meu cu pofta..de imi curgeau si lacrimile e pe cale de disparitie. Uneori mi-e cam dor de tot entuziasmul ala...chiar ma intreb unde a disparut bucuria aia copilareasca...fericirea aia cu un farmec aparte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intr-adevar,s-au intamplat multe lucruri intr-un timp f.scurt si care m-au fc sa vad altfel,sa adopt alta reactie in rezolvarea lor. Nu mai pot gandi intr-un mod naiv,poate chiar superficial cum o faceam inainte.  Am crescut si odata cu noi au crescut si "gravitatea" problemelor pe care le intampinam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar....ma intreb...oare asta inseamna sa fi cu adevarat om "mare"...sa fi matur?  Ca daca da,imi dau seama ca nu vreau sa  fiu asa. Sunt constienta ca usoare schimbari de acum se vor accentua in timp din ce in ce mai mult. Incetul cu incetul, voi deveni doar inca un adult chinuit de "calvarul" asta de viata. Un adult care nu poate vedea mai departe de realitate...care a uitat sa viseze...care nu mai are aripile alea magice ale copilariei cu care poate zbura ptr a-si indeplini orice vis.  Poate suna infantil...dar mi se pare f trist sa ajungi sa nu mai ai puterea de a mai visa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da vreau sa gandesc ca un adult. Da vreau sa am comportamentul adecvat. Da vreau sa am cunostintele necesare ptr a reusi in viata. Dar vreau sa raman si cu speranta si increderea ca orice e posibil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sunt lucruri care daca i le povestesti unui adult,il bufneste rasul si iti baga placa : " Esti inca mica! Inca n-ai vazut nimic din ceea ce inseamna viata"....Da,e adevarat ca inca n-am in totaliate habar cu ce se mananca lucrurile in lumea asta...Dar si noi  asa "mici' cum suntem ,putem vedea lumea ..poate mai superficial sau dintr-o perspectiva mai naiva. Dar si noi o vedem. Exista o vorba cum ca copiii vad lucrurile mult mai bine decat adultii. Cum asa? Eh....pai ei asa mici cum sunt si fara pic de experienta in ale vietii,vad totul la asa simplu cum este...nu se complica cu intrebari suplimentare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Parerea mea este ca, cu cat crestem cu atat uitam sa vedem simplitatea in ceea ce ne inconjoara. Singuri ne complicam viata fara a fi cazul. Ne e frica sa ne mai luam dupa impuls ptr ca nah esti adult si tre sa studiezi probl din orice punct...poate nu intotdeauna ;).....&lt;br /&gt;Poate ar fi mai usor daca,din cand in cand, l-am mai intreba si pe copilul din noi ce ar face daca...&lt;br /&gt;in loc sa ne complicam cu adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-946406448968439769?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/946406448968439769/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=946406448968439769' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/946406448968439769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/946406448968439769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/poate.html' title='Poate...'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-7073751956229762773</id><published>2009-06-24T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T04:20:44.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personalitati la indigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;    Sometimes clients think they want the real you, but at the end of the day they don't. They want what they want you to be. They want you to be something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;              &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Magazinul acesta este chiar lumea noastra.Aceasta lume din ce in ce mai "handicapata". Iar clientii si angajatii suntem chiar noi. Rand pe rand...unul cate unul jucam ambele roluri. E ca in actorie. Mergi la teatru joci personajul pozitiv din piesa X, te schimbi si intrii la repetitiile de la piesa Y unde ai rolul negativ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;           Dupa parerea mea,nu exista prototipuri. Nu exista oameni in totalitate rai si in totalitate buni. Nu mai traim intr-o societate cu ingeri si demoni. Cum am mai spus,traim intr-o lume "bolnava" ce are un mare "handicap", iar oamenii s-au schimbat si ei dupa ea,si invers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  Multi sustin ca prefera sinceritatea si ca urasc falsitatea. Ei vor ca oamenii din jurul lor sa fie ei insisi pentru ca accepta pe oricine asa cum este el.         Ya riiiight !:))....sa fim seriosi!! Toti suntem foarte orgoliosi,tinem prea mult(poate) la propriile opinii.,concepte,viziuni. Daca avem produsul in mana, asa simplu fara niciun fel de ambalaj sau impopotanari, nu ne convine. Daca este mult prea aranjat..nici atunci nu este bine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Nici noi nu stim ce vrem exact...ce asteptam de la ceilalti...dar mai ales ce asteptam de la noi. Ne-a intrat prea mult in sange dorinta de a fi mai presus de cel de langa, chiar daca pentru a reusi acest lucru trebuie sa mintim. Ne batuie prea mult intrebarile de genul : "Oare ce vor cred X si Y despre mine?"  "Oare i-ar place lui X daca eu spun acum ...?"  "Oare ar crede ca sunt.....daca zic....?"  si toooot asa...sirul poate continua la nesfarsit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Nu zic ca nu sunt oameni care chiar se "vand" asa cum sunt ei si nu le pasa de parerile celorlalti. Dar este atat de mic numarul lor incat ii pierzi printre miile de celelalte tipuri. La un moment dat cedeaza si ei,iar suprafata se omogenizeaza din nou,pana cand apare o alta astfel de "pata". Dar nu e panica...o inchit si pe ea repede,doar partea cealalta de balanta inclina cu muuuuult mai mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Dar niciodata nu e prea tarziu sa indreptam balanta asta. E greu dar nu imposibil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Suntem in sec XXI. Sustinem ca suntem foarte evoluati. Atunci ar tre sa o dovedim prin a face un prim pas esential: sa ne acceptam asa cum suntem,cu defecte, calitati.  Ca dupa sa ne putem concentra asupra problemelor mai grave. Nu sa ne ratacim prin confuzii de genul : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;"Dar eu pana la urma cine sunt si ce vreau?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-7073751956229762773?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/7073751956229762773/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=7073751956229762773' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/7073751956229762773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/7073751956229762773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/personalitati-la-indigo.html' title='Personalitati la indigo'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-764062716504439498</id><published>2008-06-05T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:20:15.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lupte...vise,dorinte....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SEgQFN7j1ZI/AAAAAAAAABk/A1T7PdcFBhA/s1600-h/2rPolNeHkwMt[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208430650878842258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SEgQFN7j1ZI/AAAAAAAAABk/A1T7PdcFBhA/s200/2rPolNeHkwMt%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Lupte....mereu trebuie sa te zbati pentru ceea ce vrei,sa te dai peste cap ca sa obtii cv ce-ti doresti...acel ceva la care visezi.Si asta deoarece chiar &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;viata&lt;/span&gt; este o&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; lupta&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Atunci cand vrei ceva, "nu lasa oamenii sa treaca peste tine.E viata ta.Daca vrei ceva,trebuie sa te zbati si sa-l obtii,pentru ca nimeni nu-ti va da ce-ti doresti pe o farfurie.Fetele bune raman mereu pe locul doi." Chiar daca "fetele bune au constiinta si asa pot trai cu ele insele" ar fi ceva normal si chiar dragut sa fie si ele fericite...ca lucrurile sa mearga bine si pentru ele asa cum le merg si celorlalti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ahh....tare as vrea sa pot zbura....sa pot atinge ceru',soarele...sa zbor pana acolo si pana aici....oricand... sa fiu ca pasarea cerului...tare as vrea...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"O imagine emotionanta de mar rosu,lapte batut,caisa,avocado,iasomie,roz de scoica si albastrul noptii pe cerul plumburiu.Era atat de aproape,incat avea impresia ca daca ar intinde mana l-ar atinge."....&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/8424319740988053837-764062716504439498?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/764062716504439498/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=764062716504439498' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/764062716504439498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/764062716504439498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/06/luptevisedorinte.html' title='Lupte...vise,dorinte....'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SEgQFN7j1ZI/AAAAAAAAABk/A1T7PdcFBhA/s72-c/2rPolNeHkwMt%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-2506430048860085726</id><published>2008-06-03T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:20:16.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganduri....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SEWHb0z_K4I/AAAAAAAAABc/SU6JGI411e0/s1600-h/XElJSfHvsDtT[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207717456226757506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SEWHb0z_K4I/AAAAAAAAABc/SU6JGI411e0/s200/XElJSfHvsDtT%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330000;"&gt;Stiu ca am mai scris despre prietenie si prieteni,dar nu ma pot abtine sa nu scriu din nou :D....asa ca o sa va mai fac capu' mare cu inca cateva randuri..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330000;"&gt;Din punctul meu de vedere prietenii sunt cea de a2a familie,sunt noua familie pe care ti-o alegi si o formezi atunci cand ii gasesti.Tot ei sunt fratii sau surorile pe care ti le faci,nu din intamplare,ci din contra din afectiune,din propria dorinta...fiindca vrei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Asa cum pasarile se refugiaza in cuiburile lor,ursii in barlogurile lor...asa si noi ne refugiem in prietenia noastra atunci cand avem nevoie de sprijin(mai ales moral:D)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;prietenia adevarata este scutul protector al nostru&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;al nostru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ca fiinta umana&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330000;"&gt;Poate....poate ca,daca am fi toti prieteni,am putea ajunge sa ne protejam de noi insine.....de acel noi insine care oricand poate deveni cel mai aprig dusman al nostru....poti dobora si trece peste orice si oricine,mai putin peste tine insuti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330000;"&gt;poate sunt eu mai naiva sau visatoare(chiar recunosc ca sunt...;))..)...dar ar fi chiar frumos sa fie asa:)...&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/8424319740988053837-2506430048860085726?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2506430048860085726/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=2506430048860085726' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/2506430048860085726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/2506430048860085726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/06/ganduri.html' title='Ganduri....'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SEWHb0z_K4I/AAAAAAAAABc/SU6JGI411e0/s72-c/XElJSfHvsDtT%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-5380710359298838565</id><published>2008-05-31T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:20:16.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu uita niciodata sa visezi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SED_y1KVssI/AAAAAAAAABU/TWdxH7KRgyY/s1600-h/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206442417969279682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SED_y1KVssI/AAAAAAAAABU/TWdxH7KRgyY/s200/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"E ciudat,[...]ca atunci cand esti copil crezi ca poti fi orice,ca poti merge oriunde.Nu exista limite.Prevezi neprevazutul,crezi in minuni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Apoi te faci mare si inocenta aceea se spulbera.Realitatile vietii iti taie calea si realizezi cu amaraciune ca nu poti deveni tot ce vroiai sa fii,ca s-ar putea sa trebuiasca sa te multumesti cu mai putin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;De ce ne pierdem increderea in noi?De ce lasam faptele,cifrele si orice altceva in afara de &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vise&lt;/span&gt; sa ne conduca viata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Acum insa moralul mi s-a schimbat.Nimic nu e imposibil .Telul meu a existat intotdeauna.Dar nu m-am straduit suficient de mult pentru a-l atinge,asta-i tot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nimic nu-i imposibil...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tot din "Suflete pereche"....:):)&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/8424319740988053837-5380710359298838565?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5380710359298838565/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=5380710359298838565' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/5380710359298838565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/5380710359298838565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/05/nu-uita-niciodata-sa-visezi.html' title='Nu uita niciodata sa visezi...'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SED_y1KVssI/AAAAAAAAABU/TWdxH7KRgyY/s72-c/IMG_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-1691956552595989257</id><published>2008-05-20T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:08:49.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un ceva dragut:D</title><content type='html'>"Ciudata mai e si viata,nu-i asa?Chiar cand crezi ca ai inteles totul,chiar cand in sfarsit incepi sa planifici cev,te bucuri  si simti ca stii spre ce directie te indrepti drumurile se incurca,semnele se schimba,vantul bate din alta directie,nordul e deodata sud,iar estul e vest si te-ai pierdut.E atat de usor sa te ratacesti,sa-ti pierzi directia.&lt;br /&gt;Nu sunt multe lucruri sigure in viata,dar un lucru e clar,trebuie sa suporti consecintele faptelor tale.Trebuie sa duci la bun sfarsit anumite lucruri."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 "Suflete pereche" Cecilia Ahern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e foarte draguta cartea:X....si are multe paragrafe de genu' asta.....e absolut superba:D....iar prima ei carte( P.S Te iubesc) e la fel de draguta....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-1691956552595989257?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1691956552595989257/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=1691956552595989257' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/1691956552595989257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/1691956552595989257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/05/un-ceva-dragutd.html' title='Un ceva dragut:D'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-715586788428480316</id><published>2008-05-15T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:34:44.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;mda...mai.....hmmmm.....inca cateva sapt si se termina si a10a.....ce repede a trecut timpu....zici ca zboara....inca un pic si sunt a11a....si dupa a12a...si tot asa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;nu stiu de ce....dar am un sentiment de frica.....cand ma gandesc asa  departe....eh dar mai e pana atunci,nu?:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;acum....teze ascultari...referate....si multa multa plictiseala....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-715586788428480316?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/715586788428480316/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=715586788428480316' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/715586788428480316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/715586788428480316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-8416441192397510121</id><published>2008-04-25T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:01:32.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O poveste cu talc...</title><content type='html'>A fost o data o insula unde locuiau:&lt;em&gt;Fericirea,Tristetea,Constiinta,Bogatia&lt;/em&gt;....si multe altele,printre care si Dragostea.Intr-o zi s-a anuntat ca insula se va scufunda,asa ca toti au inceput sa-si repare barcile si au plecat cat mai repede.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dragostea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a ramas ultima.Ea a perseverat pana in ultimul moment.&lt;br /&gt;    Cand insula era aproape a se scufunda,&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dragostea&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;s-a decis sa ceara ajutor.&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bogatia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a trecut pe langa Dragoste intr-un vapor imens.Dragostea a spus:"Bogatie,ma poti lua cu tine?" Bogatia a raspuns:"Nu,nu pot.Am atata aur si argint de transportat,incat nu mai este loc si pentru tine."&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dragostea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; s-a decis sa intrebe &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanitatea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,care tocmai trecea pe acolo intr-o frumoasa barca...."Vanitate,te rog ajuta-ma!"   "Nu te pot ajuta Dragoste.Esti toata uda si mi-ai putea strica barca",a raspuns Vanitatea.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;Tristetea&lt;/strong&gt; trecea si ea pe acolo,asa ca...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dragostea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ii cere si ei ajutorul:"Tristete,ia-ma cu tine,te rog!"   "Ooo...Dragoste,sunt atat de trista,incat vreau sa fiu singura!"&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fericirea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a trecut si ea pe acolo,dar era atat de vesela incat nici nu a auzit cand Dragostea i-a cerut ajutorul.&lt;br /&gt;   Dintr-o data,s-a auzit o voce:"Vino,Dragoste,te iau eu." Era un batranel.Dragostea s-a simtit atat de binecuvantata si atat de fericita,incat a uitat sa intrebe cum il cheama.Cand a ajuns pe uscat,batranelul a plecat urmandu-si calea lui.Dragostea,realizandcat de datoare ii este batranelului,a intrebat Constiinta,un alt batranel:"Cine m-a ajutat,cine a fost cel care m-a ajutat?"  "Era &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Timpul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"-a spus &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Constiinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;    "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Timpul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?!"-a spus Dragostea mirata. "Dar de  ce sa ma ajute pe mine Timpul?"&lt;br /&gt;Constiinta a zambit si a raspuns cu intelepciune:"Pentru ca numai&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Timpul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; este capabil sa inteleaga cat de valoaroasa si minunata este&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Dragostea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        ~Sfarsit~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mi-a placut mult povestea asta si am vrut sa o cititi si voi:D:p....stiu ca exista si scenariu de piesa de teatru bazata pe legenda asta ....e f tare:)...Enjoy it!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-8416441192397510121?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8416441192397510121/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=8416441192397510121' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/8416441192397510121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/8416441192397510121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-poveste-cu-talc.html' title='O poveste cu talc...'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-5851852717724696629</id><published>2008-04-16T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T11:35:01.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prietenia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ce cuvant simplu si obisnuit este "prietenia"...si totusi,in acest cuvant,sunt adapostite atatea lucruri frumoase,minunate....magice chiar:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Exista momente in viata,in care facem atatea acrobatii cu sentimentele noastre si credem ca ne pierdem echilibrul.Atunci simtim tristi,fara chef de nimic.Simtim ca totul se darama in jurul nostru si parca usor ne daramam si noi.Atunci ne dam seama de adevaratu' sens al cuvantului "prieten"...atunci simtim rolul acestuia/acestora in viata noastra...ei sunt ca o plasa....sunt acolo se ne mentina pe linia de plutire...ne ajuta sa nu ne ducem cu totul...sa nu ne afundam in tristetea,teama,neincrederea,dezamagirile noastre...sunt acolo sa ne dea o mana...sa ne arunce colacul de salvare.In felul asta,ne putem lansa cu mai multa incredere in arena circului,in piesa asta de teatru in care noi suntem personajele principale zi de zi,adica viata.Cu ajutorul lor putem sa ne ridicam si sa mergem mai departe...sa trecem la urmatoarea etapa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-5851852717724696629?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5851852717724696629/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=5851852717724696629' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/5851852717724696629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/5851852717724696629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/04/prietenia.html' title='Prietenia...'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-235257393689832561</id><published>2008-04-16T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:20:16.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O salata de ganduri si sentimente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SAY9gdOiHBI/AAAAAAAAABE/Yb9KhHbGJZI/s1600-h/tristete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189903248401767442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SAY9gdOiHBI/AAAAAAAAABE/Yb9KhHbGJZI/s200/tristete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uneori,inima alege drumul gresit si nu mai judeca corect.In interiorul ei incepe sa creasca ceva...ceva nou.....un "pui" de sentiment.Exact in acel moment drumul se bifurca si se naste cea mai intensa iubire.Iubirea imposibila....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devastatoare e suferinta pentru o iubire secreta si neimpartasita.Impusiva si invaluitoare e dorinta care macina iubirile imposibile.Dar o astfel de iubire,in acelasi timp este ca un curent subteran care ameninta sa te stearga de pe fata pamantului si sa te zdruncine din adancul fiintei...astfel risti sa ajungi o simpla umbra a ceea ce erai inainte.....&lt;/strong&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/8424319740988053837-235257393689832561?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/235257393689832561/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=235257393689832561' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/235257393689832561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/235257393689832561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-salata-de-ganduri-si-sentimente_16.html' title='O salata de ganduri si sentimente...'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/SAY9gdOiHBI/AAAAAAAAABE/Yb9KhHbGJZI/s72-c/tristete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-8662323404302029006</id><published>2008-04-07T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:20:16.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeeey!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R_p9FE3iWCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U1lhUq6-UNw/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186595447030044706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R_p9FE3iWCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U1lhUq6-UNw/s200/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In sfarsit!Dupa atata vant,ploaie,nori...si iar vant,ploaie,nori...a iesit:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da...la el ma refer....la SOARE:D:p...batranul soare....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doar simpla lui aparitie pe cer,m-a insufletit...parca m-a readus la viata....m-a inveselit:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah...soare...soare....:D:X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-8662323404302029006?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8662323404302029006/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=8662323404302029006' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/8662323404302029006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/8662323404302029006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/04/yeeey.html' title='Yeeey!! :)'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R_p9FE3iWCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U1lhUq6-UNw/s72-c/IMG_0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-8216199247093075884</id><published>2008-04-06T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:20:17.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e dor de soare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R_m8Pk3iWAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GcYqv28rBGI/s1600-h/argint_si_ploaie_3_001[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186383421674510338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R_m8Pk3iWAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GcYqv28rBGI/s200/argint_si_ploaie_3_001%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Urasc vremea asta!!...ar trebui interzisa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E prea multa ploaie.....e prea mohorat afara,totu' trist.....pur si simplu ma indispune si pe mine....ma intristeaza fara motiv sau imi da stare de somnolenta:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suntem in aprilie...unde sunt zilele alea frumoase de primavara?!zilele alea cu mult soare...zilele in care nu ai chef de cat de stat afara,de plimbat....bn de orice altceva decat de scoala nu....m-ati prins:P:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mi-e dor de ele....mi-e dor de soare...mi-e foarte dor....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                               :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R_m8Z03iWBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/91mTZp27pnw/s1600-h/spring_sun_by_4sure[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186383597768169490" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R_m8Z03iWBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/91mTZp27pnw/s200/spring_sun_by_4sure%5B1%5D.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                    :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-8216199247093075884?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8216199247093075884/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=8216199247093075884' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/8216199247093075884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/8216199247093075884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/04/mi-e-dor-de-soare.html' title='Mi-e dor de soare...'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R_m8Pk3iWAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GcYqv28rBGI/s72-c/argint_si_ploaie_3_001%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-1869847301819758010</id><published>2008-04-04T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:48:29.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O mica curiozitate pe care am gasit-o.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Deci lumea chiar se duce de rapa...si multe lucruri o iau pe un drum gresit si nimeni nu face nimica....toti tratam lucrurile cu cea mai mare lipsa de interes.....o dovada este urmatoarea...enjoy it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bauturile racoritoare precum &lt;strong&gt;Fanta&lt;/strong&gt; sau &lt;strong&gt;Pepsi Max&lt;/strong&gt; contin un aditiv alimentar care poate provoca distrugeri in ADN-ul uman.Aceasta este concluzia la care au ajuns expertii in alimentatie din Marea Britanie, care au sugerat ca ar trebui realizate mai multe teste asupra unor aditivi utilizati in compozitia bauturilor non-alcoolice.Astfel,cele mai recente studii indica faptul ca E211, adica benzoatul de sodiu, prezent in compozitia unor bauturi precum Fanta si Pepsi Max, poate produce modificari semnificative in &lt;strong&gt;ADN-ul&lt;/strong&gt; uman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Peter Piper, expert in gerontologie la Universitatea din Sheffield, a testat in laborator impactul benzoatului de sodiu asupra unor celule vii si a descoperit ca acest aditiv afecteaza mitocondriile, organite care furnizeaza energia la nivelul celulelor.Un purtator de cuvant al Food Standards Agency - organismul din Marea Britanie care autorizeaza punerea in vanzare  a produselor alimentare - a precizat ca&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; "toti aditivii trebuie aprobati de Comisia Europeana, iar benzoatul de sodiu si acidul benzoic sunt aditivi aprobati pentru consum&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Utilizam conservanti la unele dintre produsele noastre, mai ales la cele care includ fructe, pentru a ne asigura ca nu se strica pe raft pe parcursul perioadei de valabilitate, indiferent daca oamenii au sau nu posibilitatea de a le stoca in frigider"&lt;/span&gt;, a declarat, la randul sau, purtatorul de cuvant al Coca-Cola, companie care produce Fanta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;El a fost completat de un reprezentant al Britvic, producator al Diet Pepsi si Pepsi Max, ambele avand in continut aditivul E211: &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Vom folosi doar ingrediente testate si aprobate de Food Standards Agency si de Uniunea Europeana"&lt;/span&gt;.Un studiu realizat recent de Food Standards Agency a scos la iveala faptul ca mai multi coloranti si conservanti utilizati pe scara larga in industria alimentara pot provoca tulburari de comportament la copii. Toti acesti aditivi (E102, E124, E110, E104 sau E129) sunt aprobati de UE, desi nu au nicio valoare nutritionala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cum spuneam......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-1869847301819758010?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1869847301819758010/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=1869847301819758010' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/1869847301819758010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/1869847301819758010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-mica-curiozitate-pe-care-am-gasit-o.html' title='O mica curiozitate pe care am gasit-o.....'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-8464140816807005844</id><published>2008-03-28T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T12:00:57.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bla...bla....:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mda....sunt plictisita.....rau de tot chiar....ma doare si burta...pot spune ca imi bubuie capu'.....n-am chef de nimeni si nimic....chiar nici de mine....nici nu stiu de ce stau aici si scriu:....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;in fine....mai bine ma duc sa ma intind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-8464140816807005844?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8464140816807005844/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=8464140816807005844' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/8464140816807005844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/8464140816807005844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/03/blablad.html' title='Bla...bla....:D'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-5267092555822002183</id><published>2008-03-19T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:20:17.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne-o facem cu mana noastra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R-GFCU3iV8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/j5-VhCJOjRM/s1600-h/question+mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179567321460660162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R-GFCU3iV8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/j5-VhCJOjRM/s200/question%2Bmark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dupa ce ca viata si asa e grea,imperfecta si niciodata nu e de partea noastra,ne-o mai complicam si noi.In fiecare zi mai adaugam cat un sir de capcane,de probleme nesemnificative cu care sa ne umplem timpu' si sa ne de-a dureri de cap.Oare de ce alegem mereu calea cea mai lunga,cea mai complicata...in locu' celei drepte,fara ocolisuri?De ce oamenii prefera minciuna,ipocrizia in locu' sinceritatii?De ce ei prefera sa faca rau cand e mult mai usor sa faci bine?de ce,de ce...sunt multe de ce-uri...si multe nelamuriri pe care le am despre noi,oamenii in general.....mie mi se par atat de firesti si normale atatea lucruri...in schimb altii le iau drept sacrificii...oare de ce or gandii asa? oare de ce nu pot gandii ca mn sau oare de ce nu gandesc si eu ca ei?poate sunt mult mai diferita decat credeam...dar nu-mi pasa....asa gandesc si asta ete......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-5267092555822002183?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5267092555822002183/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=5267092555822002183' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/5267092555822002183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/5267092555822002183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/03/ne-o-facem-cu-mana-noastra.html' title='Ne-o facem cu mana noastra...'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jKusKqy_fO0/R-GFCU3iV8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/j5-VhCJOjRM/s72-c/question%2Bmark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424319740988053837.post-2993540255184848856</id><published>2008-03-18T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T15:04:15.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog mi-a trebuit:-&gt;:P</title><content type='html'>Mda....pai nici nu stiu de ce am acceptat sa fac asta...m-am lasat convinsa de Katalina.Eh...acum asta e...ce o fii o fii:)...poate are dreptate Kata,poate chiar o sa ma ajute sa-mi pun ideile aici....poate intr-o zi mintea mea creata o sa aiba o idee de milioane8-&gt;va dati seama?!:))asta chiar ar fii ceva...si poate...nu aia nu...nici cealalta:p...ah,da...cred ca stiu de ce a insistat atata sa-mi fac un blog....tot spunea ea sa nu o mai stresez atata....a vrut sa salveze omenirea,mey...uof,dar te-am descoperit:D:P...cam tarziu dar...:))....oricum poate totusi nu a fost o idee rea...cine stie....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424319740988053837-2993540255184848856?l=little-gaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2993540255184848856/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424319740988053837&amp;postID=2993540255184848856' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/2993540255184848856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424319740988053837/posts/default/2993540255184848856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-gaby.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-mi-trebuit-p.html' title='Blog mi-a trebuit:-&gt;:P'/><author><name>gaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15892316121549876841</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
