tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37922760826333341422024-02-03T01:55:44.622+02:00My little cornermada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.comBlogger165125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-61917423682839497182012-09-02T00:30:00.002+03:002012-09-02T00:30:29.262+03:00Adio liceu!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSgo2k7FORc4sxQ6E-6XV2lUjOGjVl0aKg_hgsvC8SpdcoZywx11_sDrz5TXdxeIecwB2Rya1EXHkII_-S3jphafVwIUpx8fECo8cjbdiycNV-Pc6GMNTDqULGwZfmEUB8YgI9JnMASBCv/s1600/8841.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="97" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSgo2k7FORc4sxQ6E-6XV2lUjOGjVl0aKg_hgsvC8SpdcoZywx11_sDrz5TXdxeIecwB2Rya1EXHkII_-S3jphafVwIUpx8fECo8cjbdiycNV-Pc6GMNTDqULGwZfmEUB8YgI9JnMASBCv/s200/8841.gif" width="200" /></a> Si asa am terminat 4 ani din viata mea,pot sa spun,frumosi,si datorita colegilor,si profesorilor si a dirigintei.Desi au mai fost neintelegeri intre colegi si ne-am mai "certat" totusi ne-am inteles bine si la sfarsit de 4 ani de liceu ne-a fost greu sa ne despartim.Dar,poate ne vom revedea cu bine peste 10 ani.Sa speram.Macar unii:).<br />
Imi amintesc si acuma,ca in clasa a9a vorbeam cu colega mea de banca cum va fii cand vom fii in a12a cu bacul,cu albumele de poze si cum ne va fii sa ne despartim de colegi,profesori si diriginta.Si acuma imi amintesc si parca era ieri cand am vorbit.Si uita-ne acuma la sfarsit de liceu,albumele cu poze sunt gata si fiecare isi vede de drumul lui.Unii mai dau bacul odata,altii s-au inscris la facultate.<br />
Eu spun ca au fost 4 ani frumosi,pe care fiecare dintre noi i-am meritat,fiecare in felul nostru si ne-am simtit bine impreuna si ne-am bucurat ca s-a incheiat inca un capitol din viata noastra cu bine.Eu,din pacate,nu am reusit sa trec examenul de bac pentru ca nu mi-a iesit media si mi-am ales alta materie sa dau din nou in toamna sa iau o nota mai mare ca sa-mi iasa media de la bac 6.Sa speram ca va fii bine si il voi trece.<br />
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Cam atat.Voi mai reveni:)mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-44099818465099124722012-05-13T21:42:00.001+03:002012-05-13T21:42:29.956+03:00MaiSi-i iar luna mai <br />
Si-i iar timpul meu. <br />
E vremea in care <br />
renasc mereu. <br />
E iar luna florilor <br />
si a patimirii, <br />
cand tainele inimii <br />
intrec linistea firii.<br />
<br />
E vremea trairilor<br />
si a visarii<br />
ce naste sperante<br />
din lumea uitarii, <br />
in nopti semanate<br />
cu parfum de flori<br />
si triluri inainte<br />
de privighetori,<br />
<br />
In clipe de taina<br />
ce nasc ganduri<br />
gemene<br />
si sufletul canta<br />
iubiri sa asemene<br />
trairi in acorduri<br />
de poezie.<br />
Ce draga mi-e vremea,<br />
ce draga,si tie!<br />
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Poezia este scrisa de Eugenia Pete,o persoana draga mie.Am ales sa o public pe blogul meu pentru ca este o poezie despre luna in care m-am nascut eu si imi place poezia.:).<br />
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mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-69794040389503689602012-04-13T18:07:00.004+03:002012-04-13T18:29:41.906+03:00Caravana Bookland :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTJfZmBCJ2lUBJKBZBZ2btHY4_86BNkVIryTeJajwDoR069wDqclWu8NbyV21jcPWTiac2PqtWAv_UMg-Re3N04qTZHv4omLu-E6MFZwa9YQTNAsCmdPAv_YVyA8v5sNlGlwA2Obdd0Abi/s1600/311784_2380886957159_1100238361_32776487_542652451_n.jpg" style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTJfZmBCJ2lUBJKBZBZ2btHY4_86BNkVIryTeJajwDoR069wDqclWu8NbyV21jcPWTiac2PqtWAv_UMg-Re3N04qTZHv4omLu-E6MFZwa9YQTNAsCmdPAv_YVyA8v5sNlGlwA2Obdd0Abi/s200/311784_2380886957159_1100238361_32776487_542652451_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730902734876011922" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 100%; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span > Caravana Bookland</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><b><i><span > </span></i></b></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><b><i><span > </span></i></b></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><b><i><span > </span></i></b></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Totul a inceput de la un anunt pus pe un site cu locuri de munca.Eu imi cautam loc de munca pe perioada verii.Intr-o zi am fost sunata de Viviana German care m-a anuntat ca va veni in Arad cu o caravana de carti si are nevoie de personal peste 18 ani.Bineinteles,ca pentru mine a fost ceva neasteptat(pentru ca in zilele noastre greu gasesti loc de munca) si totodata am fost si foarte bucuroasa.I-am spus ca voi reveni cu un telefon deoarece a trebuit sa vorbesc si cu mama mea,pentru ca saptamana in care lucram era in timpul scolii.Am acceptat in cele din urma.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Din ziua in care am fost sunata de Vivi am inceput sa vorbim foarte mult prin mailuri diferite lucruri.Bineinteles,ca am asteptat cu nerabdare ca sa vina cat mai repede luna septembrie si saptamana de lucru si sa o cunosc pe Viviana German,persoana de care m-am atasat vorbind prin mail.Pe mail ea mi-a promis o imbratisare ,deci am asteptat-o si pe accea.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->A venit mult asteptata luna septembrie si saptamana de lucru .Eu fiindca nu eram din Arad am venit cu o zi inainte in Arad la apartamentul meu.Duminica inainte de a pleca la Arad am aflat ca la ora 18:00 este un training inainte de saptamana de lucru.Am ajuns la Arad,am mers repede la apartament sa-mi las bagajul si am venit repede la mall ca nu cumva sa intarzii de la prima intalnire(eu sunt tot timpul punctuala).</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Ajunsa acolo am tot incercat sa ma feresc ca nu cumva sa ma recunoasca Vivi pentru ca vroiam sa fie o surpriza.Ni s-a explicat cum sa aranjam cartile pe rafturi,la ce ora sa venim a doua zi,sa ne spunem pe rand numele si sa semnam contractele.In momentul in care mi-am spus numele Vivi m-a imbratisat si a fost foarte fericita ca m-a cunoscut.Am tot incercat sa ma asez printre ultimele persoane ca sa nu-mi afle numele repede.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->A doua zi de la ora 07:00 dimineata am fost in mall pentru a incepe aranjarea cartilor pe rafturi.Programul era de la ora 09:30 dimineata pana la 22:00 seara dar in ziua accea am venit de la ora 07:00 pentru aranjarea cartilor care nu erau multe,doar foarte multe:P.Am inceput cu aducerea cutiilor cu carti din camion in mall,la fiecare editura si aranjarea lor pe rafturi.Am terminat in jur de ora 11:00 dimineata,deci ne-am miscat repede.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Inca din prima zi, Vivi s-a cam suparat pe unii dintre noi deoarece tot am stat pe scaune si nu i-a prea convenit.Dar trebuia si ea sa inteleaga ca suntem oameni si nu puteam sta multe ore in picioare, mai trebuia sa ne odihnim(sper sa nu te superi Vivi:P).Eu sunt genul de persoana careia ii place sa se miste de colo colo si sa aiba activitate,si a fost chestia ca am nimerit la niste edituri unde oamenii veneau si se opreau dar nu prea cumparau carti si eram cam plictisita si de accea am rugat-o pe Vivi sa ma puna in alta parte unde era mai multa activitate si imi placea.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Si asa am nimerit la 4 vanzatori un intermediar si acolo mi-a placut foarte mult.Actiune multa,oameni interesanti,interesati de carti cu care ai putut comunica destul de fain.Cei mai micuti,dulci si interesati de carti au fost nimeni altii decat copilasii mici.Au fost si zile bune si frumoase dar si zile triste.Imi amintesc de o seara cand am avut sedinta inainte de a pleca acasa,Vivi ne-a spus la fiecare in parte cate ceva iar cand a ajuns la mine si mi-a spus ca ii nemultumita de mine nu am mai avut puterea de a spune nimic, mai ales ca eu sunt mai sensibila si am inceput sa ma atasez si sa tin mult la Vivi iar cand mi-a zis ca ii nemultumita de mine de abia mi-am stapanit lacrimile ca sa nu ma vada.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->In seara accea ne-a mai spus ca in urmatoarea zi nu va vorbi cu niciunul dintre noi iar ziua aceea a trecut destul de greu pentru mine pentru ca nu am vorbit deloc cu ea.Imi amintesc de o alta zi din aceea saptamana cand Vivi s-a suparat din nou pe toata echipa si a plecat din mall iar noua ne-a venit idea sa ii trimitem mesaje ca ne pare rau si sa vina inapoi dar Vivi era in parcarea mall-ului umfland baloane si primea toate mesajele noastre.Cei ce nu aveau credit se imprumutau de la altii sa-i trimita mesaj.Am fost o echipa unita.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Intr-una din zilele in care lucram a venit in mall o asociatie care se ocupa de cresterea,ingrijirea si iubirea unor animalute foarte scumpe si cu o privire de iti vine sa-i iei pe toti acasa iar eu am adoptat un catelus maro,micut si foarte dragalas.Toata ziua (sau mai bine zis cand nu erau multi clienti la standuri) ma gandeam ce nume sa-i pun iar o fata cu care lucram,Simona,mi-a sugerat sa-i pun numele Book de la Bookland si asa Caravana Bookland Arad a avut chiar si o mascota.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->In primele zile cand am vorbit cu Vivi pe mail considera ca ii o persoana foarte rece cu alte persoane din jurul ei si avand in vedere ca era din Bucuresti credeam ca e o persoana cu “fite” dar cand am cunoscut-o personal mi-am schimbat parerea.Tot in primele mailuri vorbite cu ea, imi spunea ca, cauta ceva hotel unde sa stea in Arad la care eu i-am spus ca daca vrea poate veni linistita sa stea la mine in apartament impreuna cu colegii ei deoarece apartamentul meu e mare,aveam unde dormi toti si aveam si eu companie( nu stateam singura o saptamana) si nu plateau atata de scump la hotel, dar din pacate a refuzat oferta mea, dar mi-ar fi placut.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Cum tot mai mult se apropria de sfarsit si saptamana noastra de lucru, cu atat mie una nu-mi placea mai ales stiind ca Vivi sta in Bucuresti iar distanta dintre mine si ea e una destul de mare.Si,avand in vedere ca eu sunt mai sensibila si cand tin la o persoana care mi-e foarte draga,eu tin, mi-a fost greu sa stiu ca Vivi v-a pleca din Arad si am plans destul de mult.Doar ea stie,nu,Vivi? </span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->De as putea da timpul inapoi…Dar vara aceasta mi-am propus,daca iau bacul,sa plec la Bucuresti,la Vivi .Ma primesti,nu? Chiar cand am terminat cu stransul cartilor de pe rafturi, mama mea si sora mea ma asteptau in masina pe la ora 24:00 sa mergem acasa, Vivi nu era in mall.Asa ca am asteptat-o pe Vivi in parcarea mall-ului pana a venit ca sa-mi iau ultima imbratisare de la ea.A ajuns si ea intr-un final si asa cum a venit, asa ne-am si despartit si au ramas doar amintirile din caravana Bookland.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->In aceasta caravana am cunoscut oameni minunati si a fost o experienta foarte frumoasa pe care nu o voi uita niciodata.Iar cat despre Vivi, a fost si este o persoane foarte importanta care face parte din viata mea si care mi-a schimbat viata(stie ea la ce ma refer).Despre Bookland ar mai fi multe de zis dar ii mai las si pe ceilalti care au participat la aceasta caravana sa spuna.</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 42pt; text-indent: -18pt; "><!--[if !supportLists]--><b><i><span ><span>·<span> </span></span><!--[endif]-->Atat despre Caravana Bookland! .O experienta unica!</span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 24pt; "><o:p><b><i><span > </span></i></b></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 24pt; "><o:p><b><i><span > </span></i></b></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 24pt; "><b><i><span ><span> P:S:Caravana Bookland a avut o inf</span><span>luenta buna asupra mea.</span></span></i></b></p>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-64594506097877279522011-12-21T09:01:00.026+02:002012-03-17T08:59:31.422+02:00poze de craciun:)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Zl2NDOE0JrcNWKpOr5zLc8MsDMS0RQ9eWVwBj8GwNn3ldOb1u5gPJrzWhIBn_Fe2UPVV8iiLDmGAZy8gjje5s4-KgAUBgYidhRBshYeXW8sNLeO4e6j1I7KF9wXmwOd6FDdmbdH_S2rx/s1600/392628_2486104683773_1587335073_2430323_1068409355_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Wh_ytYg5MmiHDUzCEbR5q0Cxegsq49O3nXD1xVTuoaDlhfCtYsVBMrpzd5MnWO8Sw9Yw1h1d0xYfHQcjRhYTIAScrJgKYQMpYFBrhOl2czhvdtm74uW8CT8Q4m-o___3lPJeAff6eY4/s200/302033_2486097923604_1587335073_2430316_1997760910_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688473241847000642" border="0" /></a>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-48383928146050944902011-12-21T08:38:00.026+02:002011-12-21T09:01:06.860+02:00Christmas time:X<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg99CZP5n7j7t7HBDnZ4KNKzZ57qUTabawqarB-KbBUqNf4f433a0pHQG-_4sJ8Nl1-tQjvngOY9UJp9HqdofG2G-t_2osEh7AT5SAFiabki9uYPTwiy7RLq7PmToMm_yxotAGNCMXellY/s1600/388068_2634422951637_1587335073_2478739_341290327_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg99CZP5n7j7t7HBDnZ4KNKzZ57qUTabawqarB-KbBUqNf4f433a0pHQG-_4sJ8Nl1-tQjvngOY9UJp9HqdofG2G-t_2osEh7AT5SAFiabki9uYPTwiy7RLq7PmToMm_yxotAGNCMXellY/s200/388068_2634422951637_1587335073_2478739_341290327_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688472999865742242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cu pasi repezi se aproprie Craciunul si toata lumea se bucura si se agita cu venirea Craciunului.Craciunul este o sarbatoare destul de importanta deoarece sarbatorim Nasterea Domnului Iisus Cristos si totodata toata familia se uneste pentru a sarbatori impreuna spiritul Craciunului.<br />Toata lumea se pregateste de Craciun.Copii mai mici asteapta cu nerabdare sa vina Mosul si sunt foarte fericiti.<br /><br /><br /> Va doresc sa aveti Sarbatori Fericite si un An Nou plin de impliniri!:).<br /><br /><br /> Mada:)mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-58315436608849430262011-11-15T19:47:00.001+02:002011-11-15T19:48:54.128+02:00Hey:)<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > V-as ruga frumos pe cei care aveti facebook si vreti,sa-mi dai un like si mie la o poza.Consider ca nu este foarte greu sa dati doar un like:).Cei care doriti,puteti da si un share:).Chiar imi doresc sa castig:).</span></b></i><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Va multumesc:).</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Mada</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > P:S:Linkul este urmatorul: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=139152439524213&set=a.138795796226544.22929.100002883743196&type=3&theater">https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=139152439524213&set=a.138795796226544.22929.100002883743196&type=3&theater</a></span></b></i></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-11085953544421989772011-10-29T10:24:00.005+03:002011-10-30T20:49:11.330+02:00The reason you are smiling.is...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHcHBxh-vShARxuu9NiXeUngURTnam9ExBb_7w-99a6zVN-GgSCemOgImPB0BYyrpNJV9dia0Kf9mkymqTZrDj2rFq0Prqo00pIfKdGu_lYd_zxjHenorAJZ239BQncfQ_sDFTlKWRBc/s1600/smile.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHcHBxh-vShARxuu9NiXeUngURTnam9ExBb_7w-99a6zVN-GgSCemOgImPB0BYyrpNJV9dia0Kf9mkymqTZrDj2rFq0Prqo00pIfKdGu_lYd_zxjHenorAJZ239BQncfQ_sDFTlKWRBc/s200/smile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668814702405866738" /></a><br /><br /><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></i></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > I want to ask you a simple question and I want you to answer,of course,only if you want:).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span"> The reason you are smiling is....?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" > F<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">eel free to answer to my question by droping a comment....</span></span></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-30302022894411190162011-10-23T23:10:00.002+03:002011-10-23T23:14:56.470+03:00Povestea unei fetite<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI9omZlrFXR1vV5tBF4eFtk-ePPCnUSO7yyFCkti4qfX4YgtcjD2BEB-Dazv8M4VCag2yiud3sh2OkUzdpS_CxXw-88pQ1ypMU09xSASZ-MzIVyZtv-HQpHZCQL-jrOy7hjnEswvt8iMk/s1600/Habar-n-ai-ce-cadou-sa-iei--Vezi-cateva-solutii-practice-si-ieftine.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI9omZlrFXR1vV5tBF4eFtk-ePPCnUSO7yyFCkti4qfX4YgtcjD2BEB-Dazv8M4VCag2yiud3sh2OkUzdpS_CxXw-88pQ1ypMU09xSASZ-MzIVyZtv-HQpHZCQL-jrOy7hjnEswvt8iMk/s200/Habar-n-ai-ce-cadou-sa-iei--Vezi-cateva-solutii-practice-si-ieftine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666783683001826882" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "> Povestea spune ca a fost odata un om, care si-a pedepsit fetita in varsta de 5 ani, pentru ca a risipit o hartie aurie de impachetat, foarte scumpa. Omul statea rau cu banii si a devenit si mai suparat cand a vazut ca fetita a folosit hartia respectiva ca sa decoreze o cutie si sa o puna sub bradul de Craciun.</span></span><span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Cu toate acestea, fetita a adus tatalui ei cadoul in dimineata urmatoare spunandu-i: "Acesta este pentru tine, taticule".</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Tatal a fost rusinat de reactia lui furioasa de cu o zi in urma, dar supararea lui se arata din nou cand vazu ca, de fapt, cutia era goala.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> El i-a spus pe un ton raspicat: "Nu stiai, domnisoara, ca atunci cand dai un cadou cuiva, trebuie sa pui ceva in el?"</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Fetita s-a uitat in sus spre tatal sau, cu lacrimi in ochi, si a zis:</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> "Taticule, cutia nu este goala. Am suflat in ea atatea saruturi pana cand s-a umplut."</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Tatal a ramas perplex. In genunchi, si-a imbratisat fetita rugand-o sa-l ierte pentru supararea lui fara rost.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> La scurt timp dupa aceasta, micuta a murit intr-un accident si se spune ca tatal ei a tinut acea cutie aurie langa patul sau tot restul vietii.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Si, de cate ori se simtea descurajat, sau avea de infruntat situatii dificile, deschidea cutia si lua un sarut imaginar care-i dadea putere.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Fiecare dintre noi primim o cutie aurie cu dragoste neconditionata si saruturi de la copiii nostri, de la familie, de la prieteni.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Nu putem avea altceva mai pretios decat asta! E pacat sa nu fim constienti de acest cadou atunci cand ne este daruit...(asta o fost cea care m-a facut sa-mi dea lacrimile).<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><o:p><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></i></b></o:p></span></span></p>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-23573644354531613762011-10-23T23:05:00.002+03:002011-10-23T23:09:32.657+03:00Momente in viata<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWokGslYs6OtzLakhFlIREbOD4fUWgbuuVH6Mb-bhxhwetwEmH6h5zW7T1GzEwuEe62VKiDp02MXDtqlovRwo4V6S2XFs4D_LOz-MyIEq-15uUnWEn3sBcumIU-2cNHsa2N2_LToUxbg/s1600/ist2_8266406-chihuahua-puppy-in-a-hand-3-moths.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFWokGslYs6OtzLakhFlIREbOD4fUWgbuuVH6Mb-bhxhwetwEmH6h5zW7T1GzEwuEe62VKiDp02MXDtqlovRwo4V6S2XFs4D_LOz-MyIEq-15uUnWEn3sBcumIU-2cNHsa2N2_LToUxbg/s200/ist2_8266406-chihuahua-puppy-in-a-hand-3-moths.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666782132097614914" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:10.5pt"><span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span"> În vitrina unui magazin de animale era un afiş: “Căţeluşi de vânzare”<br /><br /> Un baieţel de 10 ani intră şi intreabă care-i preţul unui căţeluş. Vânzătorul îi răspunde că preţul este între 30 şi 50$. Băieţelul bagă mâna în buzunar, scoate câteva monezi. Numără 2.70 $ … şi apoi întreabă: “Aş putea vedea căţeluşii?”<br /> Vânzătorul zâmbeşte. Fluieră, din magazin iese afară căţeaua şi în urma ei 5 căţeluşi frumoşi. Al şaselea căţeluş… rămase în urmă şi nu se apropia!<br /><br /> Băieţelul întreabă: “De ce căţeluşul astă şchioapătă ?” Omul îi răspunse că acesta s-a născut cu o problemă la picior şi va şchiopăta toată viaţa! “Acesta-i caţeluşul pe care-l doresc”, a spus băieţelul cu bucurie în glas. “Dacă asta e dorinţa ta, ţi-l dau gratis!”<br /><br /> Copilul s-a suparat şi a răspuns: “Nu-l vreau gratis, preţul lui e la fel ca şi a celorlalţi căţei, îţi voi da tot ce am la mine acum, şi în fiecare lună îţi voi plăti 50 de cenţi, până voi achita preţul lui intreg !”<br /><br /> “Eşti sigur că vrei acest căţeluş? Doar niciodată nu va putea fugi sau juca sau sări precum ceilalţi!”<br /><br /> Băieţelul s-a aplecat, şi-a ridicat puţin pantalonul şi i-a arătat vânzătorului aparatul de fier ce-i susţinea piciorul strâmb.<br /> “Nici eu nu pot alerga, de aceea acest căţeluş are nevoie de cineva care să-l înţeleagă!”<br /><br /> Ochii vânzătorului s-au umplut de lacrimi când i-a spus copilului: “Mă rog şi sper ca fiecare căţeluş să aibe pe cineva care să-l iubească, aşa precum tu îl vei iubi pe acest căţeluş!”<br /><br /> Morala:<br /> În viaţă nu contează cine eşti, contează ca cineva să te preţuiască şi să te iubească necondiţionat! Un prieten adevărat, este acela care soseşte în timp ce ceilalţi… dispar!<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:10.5pt"><span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><o:p><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:10.5pt"><span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><o:p><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></i></b></o:p></span></p>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-3624668331441315152011-10-23T22:51:00.002+03:002011-10-23T23:05:52.321+03:00Scrisori de la Teddy:)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-qUARn8o7LY1qMEnvhP4XPeM77av1_ZZy4s8UVlE_6cufmm7is4M4IO6_ve_18RDjx0e5edyH_EmER80qdPukzhMHVxZPBWtT_rLBQ622PVRCYD63vDXHd13YfsVhZhXM60GKAG_I4Gw/s1600/310915_140658159366308_100002663746944_184678_580359392_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-qUARn8o7LY1qMEnvhP4XPeM77av1_ZZy4s8UVlE_6cufmm7is4M4IO6_ve_18RDjx0e5edyH_EmER80qdPukzhMHVxZPBWtT_rLBQ622PVRCYD63vDXHd13YfsVhZhXM60GKAG_I4Gw/s200/310915_140658159366308_100002663746944_184678_580359392_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666781344678847634" /></a><br /><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > In timp ce se afla in fata copiilor din clasa a 5-a, in prima zi de scoala, le-a spus un neadevar. Ca majoritatea profesorilor, le-a spus elevilor sai sa ii iubeste pe toti la fel de mult.</span></i></b></span></span><span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Totusi, acest lucru nu era posibil, deoarece in primul rand, cufundat in banca sa, era baietelul numit Teddy Stallard.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Doamna Thompson il urmarise pe Teddy in anul precedent si observase ca acesta nu se juca cu ceilalti copii, hainele sale erau neingrijite si era murdar mai tot timpul.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Si Teddy putea fi nesuferit. Se ajunsese pana acolo incat Doamnei Thompson ii facea placere sa scrie pe lucrarile acestuia, cu un creion gros si rosu, un X mare si ingrosat si sa ii dea nota 4.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> La scoala la care preda doamna Thompson, trebuia sa revizuiasca toate caracterizarile elevilor, iar pe Teddy il lasase intentionat la urma. Totusi, cand a deschis dosarul acestuia, a ramas surprinsa sa vada ca profesoara din primul an scrisese "Teddy e un copil istet, isi face temele cu grija, este manierat si este o placere sa fii in prajma lui".</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Profesoara din clasa a 2-a scrisese "Teddy este un elev excelent, apreciat de colegii sai, dar este tulburat de faptul ca mama sa sufera de o boala incurabila, iar viata de acasa trebuie sa fie foarte grea"</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Profesoara din clasa a 3-a scrisese "Moartea mamei sale il afectase foarte mult. Se straduieste foarte mult, dar pe tatal sau nu il prea intereseaza, iar climatul de acasa il va afecta in curand, daca nu se va schimba ceva"</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Profesoara dintr-a 4-a a scris "Teddy este retras si nu mai este interesat de scoala. Nu are multi prieteni si uneori adoarme in timpul orei"</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> De-acum, doamna Thompson intelesese problema si i-a fost rusine de ce facuse. S-a simtit si mai prost cand elevii ei i-au adus cadouri de Craciun, legate cu panglici frumoase si impachetate in hartie stralucitoare. Mai putin Teddy.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Cadoul acestuia era impachetat cu hartie obisnuita de culoare maro. Doamnei Thompson i-a fost greu sa il deschida in fata celorlalti. Unii dintre elevi au inceput sa rada cand a descoperit o bratara careia ii lipseau unele pietre si o sticluta de parfum pe trei sferturi goala. Ea i-a certat cand a observat ca bratara era draguta si parfumul mirosea frumos. Teddy Stallard a ramas dupa ore in acea zi doar pentru a-i spune "Doamna Thompson, astazi mirosi exact ca si mama".</span><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> </span></span></i></b></span><div><span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="apple-style-span"> Dupa ce copiii au plecat, a plans timp de aproape o ora. In acea zi, a incetat sa mai predea citirea, scrierea si aritmetica si a inceput sa ii invete pe elevi.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Doamna Thompson i-a acordat o atentie deosebita lui Teddy. Pe masura ce lucra cu el, mintea sa a inceput sa isi revina. Cu cat il incuraja mai des, cu atat acesta reactiona mai bine. Pana la sfarsitul anului, Teddy ajunsese cel mai istet elev din casa, si, in ciuda promisiunii ca ii va iubi pe toti la fel, Teddy a devenit alintatul sau.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Un an mai tarziu, a gasit o scrisoare de la Teddy in care ii spunea ca e cea mai buna profesoara pe care o avusese vreodata.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Au mai trecut inca sase ani pana a mai primit un semn de la Teddy. Apoi el i-a scris ca terminase liceul al treilea in clasa, si ca ea ramasese cea mai buna profesoara pe care o avuse.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Patru ani mai tarziu, a mai primit o scrisoare care spunea ca va termina in curand si facultatea cu cele mai bune rezultate. Inca o data o asigura pe doamna Thompson ca fusese cea mai buna profesoara.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Apoi au mai trecut inca patru ani si a mai venit o scrisoare, cu acelasi mesaj, dar numele expeditorului era schimbat: Dr. Theodore Stallard.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Apoi o noua scrisoare in care o anunta ca se va casatori.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Ii spunea ca tatal sau a murit cu cativa ani in urma si o intreba daca ar vrea sa participe la nunta si sa stea in locul in care sta de obicei mama mirelui. Bineinteles ca a acceptat. Si a purtat bratara careia ii lipseau unele pietre si a folosit acelasi parfum pe care il primise demult de la Teddy.</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> S-au imbratisat, iar Teddy i-a soptit la ureche "Multumesc pentru ca ai crezut in mine. Multumesc pentru ca m-ai facut sa ma simt important si mi-ai aratat ca pot insemna ceva."</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Doamna Thompson i-a soptit cu lacrimi in ochi "Teddy, ai inteles gresit. Tu esti cel care m-a invatat ca pot schimba ceva. Nu am stiut cum sa predau elevilor pana te-am intalnit pe tine."</span><br /><br /><span class="apple-style-span"> Nu poti niciodata sa stii cum poti influenta viata altora prin ceea ce faci sau prin ceea ce nu faci. Tine seama de acest lucru in aventura ta prin viata si incearca sa schimbi ceva in viata celorlalti.</span><br /><br /></span></i></b> <!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><br /><!--[endif]--></span></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-28454006573988728672011-10-09T20:43:00.009+03:002011-10-09T21:08:22.867+03:00catelusul meu, Book:)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxrcnaFVJLePyV5EUHnP8dT4qVXtDgjDS-SAx8tGy-Jzl_nj58F3P7bXsMuSkToRwSUool2WvLq8RqwLmj6WYKgir__1zhhfHd98gimPuelKhswpFGPaG2qOpjvMSk3da5xmoMjpQfRfI/s1600/P071011_14.13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxrcnaFVJLePyV5EUHnP8dT4qVXtDgjDS-SAx8tGy-Jzl_nj58F3P7bXsMuSkToRwSUool2WvLq8RqwLmj6WYKgir__1zhhfHd98gimPuelKhswpFGPaG2qOpjvMSk3da5xmoMjpQfRfI/s200/P071011_14.13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661554720093006578" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86GgF6_gOKk3dqpZXyZqmQIR4gDul8PJ6rV3qDQR0dWD-GE3D3BCwPhRmu5ijE6ys2QEl8QsVj6toGsqoCaHVwzVp4a8QeqDcHJHvkniYGn1QsKZm6rMEbHJmxeKuC5VdXmdgKB6O5Vs/s1600/P071011_14.13_%255B01%255D.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8D6HwCn925wqo_YQrhIeNydALK5zmwtrH-6xVamU1L5zQrhSweD0i36LdHICqXhBaRA2DQrn6FESSB4uDs2S6YsWXUPR5aiux7LInDOtrLnkvsifrahyphenhyphenbMwhrvcWSpjWmHOszejT45No/s200/P270911_19.50.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661554274293645138" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEH9O4DGcUOfzZzXcJ9YQmemjDLmRroQRHgJPEIGuZ7umCmuR24XMkTchDY2_D-DtVrUz1aqabK0zWU8FNvobe4EWBenoLHyMPr9VDaQ_D1FaBYrcAxMul7IpoMHW09TqNFJ6tcroWr7E/s1600/299809_270537289643742_100000624199023_917410_1656714460_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEH9O4DGcUOfzZzXcJ9YQmemjDLmRroQRHgJPEIGuZ7umCmuR24XMkTchDY2_D-DtVrUz1aqabK0zWU8FNvobe4EWBenoLHyMPr9VDaQ_D1FaBYrcAxMul7IpoMHW09TqNFJ6tcroWr7E/s200/299809_270537289643742_100000624199023_917410_1656714460_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661553932360442722" /></a><div><div><br /><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > In data de 25 septembrie 2011 ,la Atrim Mall din Arad a venit pentru</span></i></b><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > strangerea de fonduri pentru animalele,Apam din Arad.Ei au </span></i></b><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >aparut totodata si cu niste animalute,catelusi si pisicute pentru </span></i></b><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >adoptie:). Eu am pus ochii pe un catelus maro si tare,tare micut </span></i></b><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >care era foarte dragalas:).</span></i></b></div><div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Desi am stiut ca mama mea nu v-a fii de acord ca eu sa adopt un catelus, totusi mi-am luat inima in dinti si l-am adoptat:).Bineinteles,ca nu i-am zis mamei mele ca l-am adoptat,i-am spus doar ca am luat ceva si e viu:P.Eu in perioada aceea lucram la Caravana Bookland la Atrium Mall:).</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > De cand l-am adoptat nu am stiut ce nume sa-i pun.Vroiam sa fie ceva special si unic pentru el:).Eu m-am gandit la Pufulete dar norocul meu cu o prietena care lucra si ea cu mine la Caravana Bookland, care mi-a sugerat sa-i pun numele Book de la Bookland.Mi s-a parut frumos la inceput si asa a si ramas. Book,totodata a devenit mascota Caravanei Bookland Arad:).</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Fiind atata de micut si de fragil am decis sa nu-l pun intr-o cutie pana va veni mama mea cu sora mea sa-l ia acasa deoarece il voi chinui, asa ca l-am lasat in cusca lui impreuna cu surioara lui , in care au fost adusi de cei de la Apam.Bineinteles ca fiind cel mai mic dintre toti catelusii ce se aflau acolo, el a fost atractia principala:).Copii care veneau si, totodata si oameni mai mari, toti erau cu el in brate.</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Tot mi-am zis in gandul meu de fiecare data cand treceam pe langa cusca lui si era cineva cu el in brate, saracul cat de obosit poate fii, dar il duc eu acasa si doarme linistit:).Nu mi-am permis sa stau toata ziua cu el si sa ma ocup de el deoarece eram in timpul serviciul si chiar daca stateam in zona unde era cusca lui si custile celorlalti catelusi, nu puteam sa stau cu el, eram ocupata cu clientii:).</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Acum e acasa,sanatos,fericit ca are o familie.Este cel mai mic membru din familie si este un alintat:).Cand plec eu la scoala, plange dupa mine si ma intristeaza si nu as mai pleca la scoala.Insa, cand vin de la scoala, e primul care ma intampina si ma pupa:).</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Am aflat de la cei de la Apam din Arad ca mama lui sau tatal lui a fost metis de talie mica, si avand in vedere ca el azi, maine face 3 luni e tot de aceiasi inaltime ca atunci cand l-am adus acasa, m-am intrebat de ce nu creste mai mare, dar cei de la Apam mi-au spus ca mai mult de 2-5 cm nu creste.Si ma bucur intr-un fel deoarece el intotdeauna mi-am dorit un catelus asa de talie mica si uite ca dorinta mi s-a indeplinit.</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Nu degeaba exista vorba aceea: "Cei al tau e pus deoparte", nu?</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > E cel mai dulce catelus pe care l-am avut vreodata si il iubesc foarte,foarte mult:).Avand in vedere ca s-a lasat frigul si el e asa de micut si nu are par foarte mult, m-am decis sa incep sa-i cos si sa-i fac hainute pe marimea lui:).Ar arata dragut imbracat, sa speram ca se va si obisnui cu hainutele:).Voi atasa si niste poze cu el, scuze daca sunt mai neclara dar nu prea reusesc sa-l fac sa stea la poze, deoarece cand ii fac o poza, il strig si el vrea sa vina spre mine:).</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > In primele doua poze se juca cu bluza mea, am venit de la scoala si am pus-o pe pat, iar el a mancat si directia la mine in camera, si nu stiam de ce e el asa de linistit, si cand am intrat in camera el statea pe bluza mea si se juca cu ea:).Nu m-am gandit ca va ajunge pana pe pat sa mi-o ia:).</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div></div></div></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-20571541784865571432011-09-08T18:45:00.003+03:002011-09-08T19:10:26.211+03:00Tristete:(<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyqZSzMIFd2pt10TjolHCTL3OPb3u1xbIzauAPWZX9jPaMAwV7kLKoszmEUNlq-258ti1OZVJDaUKARlI2ChDE6M4b51SxgJu_jIaEiaNgsGinDp1UmZgAoX9HUAg1JOV7B-1kqDDlKaU/s1600/C.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyqZSzMIFd2pt10TjolHCTL3OPb3u1xbIzauAPWZX9jPaMAwV7kLKoszmEUNlq-258ti1OZVJDaUKARlI2ChDE6M4b51SxgJu_jIaEiaNgsGinDp1UmZgAoX9HUAg1JOV7B-1kqDDlKaU/s200/C.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650021807841112962" /></a><br /><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Mergeam intr-una din zile cu motorul ca sa-mi pun benzina, iar in drum spre benzinarie am vazut in mijlocul drumului un caine mort,calcat de masina.Efectiv m-am oprit si l-am tras din mijlocului drumului chiar daca era mort.Doua masini l-au ocolit iar una singura a trecut peste el.Eu,una, iubesc foarte mult animalele si nu mi-as dori sa li se intample nimic rau dar din pacate in ziua de azi sunt oameni care se grabesc si nu au rabdare ca macar un caine sa treaca strada,atunci ce vor face cand vor trece niste persoane strada pe trecerea de pietoni?</span></b></i><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Zicea cineva ca oamenii sunt rai si am ajuns si eu la concluzia asta.De ce sa omori o fiinta care nu ti-a facut nimic? Eu si daca era sa conduc masina si cainele sa-mi apara in fata,ori asteptam sa treaca,ori il claxonam sa se traga,dar niciodata nu as da cu masina peste un caine sau o pisica, deoarece eu am suflet si iubesc animalele si nu as dori sa pateasca nimic rau.Intr-adevar,oameni fara suflet!</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > P:S:Voi atasa o poza cu o catelusa destul de scumpa care stie sa fie fotogenica si sa "joace" bine teatru,potrivita pentru articolul meu.Catelusa este fetita lui Daniel Florin M.Mersi Dani de poza:).</span></b></i></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-14091420576863806902011-08-16T17:47:00.003+03:002011-08-16T17:50:59.060+03:00Oglinda oarba de Gellu Naum<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWGjBh8wydDbSTg67mciXsYZNPw7lDmb8e1cKeeMOKysYSmXFvIDQUYwFsmV29bulo8MX0VVYGU7STRXoZfep7MYRm2AvGm1v__gj3abmtp1bxiJkukyCNSHjqcHoEze32_XlNX2UltiE/s1600/insomnie-tratament.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWGjBh8wydDbSTg67mciXsYZNPw7lDmb8e1cKeeMOKysYSmXFvIDQUYwFsmV29bulo8MX0VVYGU7STRXoZfep7MYRm2AvGm1v__gj3abmtp1bxiJkukyCNSHjqcHoEze32_XlNX2UltiE/s200/insomnie-tratament.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641466410056489570" /></a>
<br /> <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > "Firul de sange care imi iese din buzunar</span></b></i><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Firul de lana care imi iese din ochi</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Firul de tutun care imi iese din urechi</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Firul de flacari care imi iese din nari.</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Tu poti crede ca urechile mele fumeaza</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > dar oamenii au ramas tintuiti in mijlocul strazii</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > pentru ca in noaptea asta se vor vopsi in negru toate statuile</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > si va fi insomnia mea accea pe care o vei cunoaste</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > o insomnie oarecare de creta si argila</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > o insomnie ca o soba sau ca o usa</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > sau mai bine ca golul unei usi</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > si in dosul acestei usi vreau sa vorbim despre memorie.</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Vreau sa ma mirosi ca pe-o fereastra</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > vreau sa ma auzi ca pe un arbore</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > vreau sa ma pipai ca pe o scara</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > vreau sa ma vezi ca pe un turn."</span></b></i></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-38278827088823492982011-08-16T17:42:00.001+03:002011-08-16T17:46:19.820+03:00Hidrofil de Ilarie Voronca<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZLKZxi9Hgqrnah302QB74xe2qOqUmMqt2hudug_s4NtuSpsRjK18Z9il0l9G-1sgnKyGie-vljNRqK7xN-pRgG4S1yrgYSXEXBzgCagRViODEShQRpyqFA07lQ6k0rswMCb_V0hFCTgw/s1600/vantul.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 93px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZLKZxi9Hgqrnah302QB74xe2qOqUmMqt2hudug_s4NtuSpsRjK18Z9il0l9G-1sgnKyGie-vljNRqK7xN-pRgG4S1yrgYSXEXBzgCagRViODEShQRpyqFA07lQ6k0rswMCb_V0hFCTgw/s200/vantul.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641465217482731874" /></a>
<br /><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > "Vantul e patrat perfect 50 lei util gazometru</span></i></b><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > interstitial cheama hornar pentru esofag</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > ein zwwei pentru sept huit dieci</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > temperament scafandrier in portefeuille</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > sistem nervos apoteoza eu bumbac</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > omleta confectioneaza clorofila castrat</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > acul de siguranta usa s-a inchis in</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > inima cu acetilen imi e foame imi</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > e intuneric imi e dictionar telefonul</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > cu barba cochilia desface sonerii</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > almanah strada."</span></i></b></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-31453100964368974172011-08-16T17:34:00.002+03:002011-08-16T17:42:27.167+03:00Fabula: Cronicarii de Urmuz<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYa4TdRONthkxGDzDSvK9_EHosaPfoAH6b2AS1NSA2Zq45mU-uVkRB5e1x6FuCZKCjF0t8U8lRvSDd4djkpjTekXK-gnPsMwB-XUE_b9T0Ee8CtUB94a80G3fDUhWGWv1i0IWSnEt9H_0/s1600/04-reportaj.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYa4TdRONthkxGDzDSvK9_EHosaPfoAH6b2AS1NSA2Zq45mU-uVkRB5e1x6FuCZKCjF0t8U8lRvSDd4djkpjTekXK-gnPsMwB-XUE_b9T0Ee8CtUB94a80G3fDUhWGWv1i0IWSnEt9H_0/s200/04-reportaj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641464214938655858" /></a>
<br /> <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > "Cicǎ nişte cronicari</span></i></b><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Duceau lipsǎ de şalvari</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Şi-au rugat pe Rapaport</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Sǎ le dea un paşaport.</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Rapaport cel drǎgǎlaş</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Juca un carambolaj,</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Neştiind c-Aristotel</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Nu vǎzuse ostropel.</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > "Galileu!O,Galileu!"</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Strigǎ el atunci mereu-</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > "Nu mai trage de urechi</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Ale tale ghete vechi."</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Galileu scoate-o sintezǎ</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Din redingota francezǎ</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Şi exclamǎ:"Sarafoff,</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Serveşte-te de cartof!"</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></i></b></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-5487229791589595662011-08-16T17:29:00.002+03:002011-08-16T17:34:30.078+03:00Noi nu am fost decat doua corabii de Geo Borza<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0L379AYP9uIIc8NCWeYp-ASIUFfu1L8evSxGalPbHGv_kDUrS_zm03R7JT_N4jlHqBocjPjIPnoNAU-hPD7N60rufyeu3Gi8Y_FpL_z3f5FawI5xYz-nfydXpJzKGjLsD9c-Kcb0up2Y/s1600/ST+Maarten+sunset+3.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0L379AYP9uIIc8NCWeYp-ASIUFfu1L8evSxGalPbHGv_kDUrS_zm03R7JT_N4jlHqBocjPjIPnoNAU-hPD7N60rufyeu3Gi8Y_FpL_z3f5FawI5xYz-nfydXpJzKGjLsD9c-Kcb0up2Y/s200/ST+Maarten+sunset+3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641462156838365746" /></a>
<br /><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > "Ioana Maria, noi nu am fost decat doua corabii</span></i></b><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > care se intalnesc intr-o dimineata</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > si de pe crestele unor valuri care tin o singura clipa</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > se vad si se saluta.</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Ioana Maria, noi nu ne-am spus decat buna ziua</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > in unele dimineti</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > cand dupa nopti si nopti de singuratice calatorii</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > ne intalneam o clipa;</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > si viata ni se usuca pe buze amara si trista.</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Atunci,eu ma apropriam de tine, te priveam</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > si inclunandu-ma in fata ta, iti spuneam buna ziua Ioana Maria</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > tu ascultai salutul meu,in stiai din alte dimineti</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > si raspundeai la fel.</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > De la un capat la altul al vietii</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > noi nu am fost decat doua corabii</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > care isi spun buna ziua.</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Buna ziua corabie care vii dinspre miazanoapte</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > buna ziua corabie care pleci spre rasarit</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > buna ziua Ioana Maria.</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > Si marile ne poarta acum mai departe."</span></i></b></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></i></b></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-65404569711500255102011-08-16T17:22:00.002+03:002011-08-16T17:29:33.836+03:00Strigat<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR6w-Kqfx2k58IfMw1rUr6bvCP117WYEqmFKr89X17zxuDhovP0QC9wJ9CIbGZzdmH4ddZ1nHGEnYAyKRS_ed8Uqmx0EH4-OX_4jtNGDdzeWwG1uJEyePfTn_ZjBS3pcWyxmLtvvhHjt8/s1600/graba+de+a+zbura+%252Clebada+in+pericol.preview.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR6w-Kqfx2k58IfMw1rUr6bvCP117WYEqmFKr89X17zxuDhovP0QC9wJ9CIbGZzdmH4ddZ1nHGEnYAyKRS_ed8Uqmx0EH4-OX_4jtNGDdzeWwG1uJEyePfTn_ZjBS3pcWyxmLtvvhHjt8/s200/graba+de+a+zbura+%252Clebada+in+pericol.preview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641460893282969138" /></a>
<br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> "Nu mai sunt locuri pentru spectacol.</i></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Poftiti,domnilor!</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Cine se grabeste sare puntea ce sta sa se rupa.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Azi inca.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Maine inca.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> In orice zi,in orice ora,in orice clipa.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Aripile tipa falfairea mortii peste tample.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Poftiti,poftiti!</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Cine pierde trenul va plange pe sine.Cine il va ajunge va plange sub sine.Dar va plange veritabil.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Scena si-a deschis gura;priviti-o cum se casca.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Daramati-va radacinile trecutului ce putrezind in voi va vor face sa putreziti.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Ascultati vuietul oceanului care se naste;valurile lui,copii inca,se joaca cu mingi de stanca intunecata.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Se joaca pana la sosirea maturitatii,care ii va arunca muntii pe umeri.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Miscati-va viermi adormiti in fundul pamantului!</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Pernele voastre miros a putregai.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Va oferim bolovani sub cap in loc de perne;taria bolovanilor e mai moale decat toate pernele voastre.</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><i> Sculati-va!"</i></b></span></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-85388280422470422472011-08-16T17:17:00.002+03:002011-08-16T17:22:27.857+03:00Eu nu strivesc corola de minuni a lumii de Lucian Blaga<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLE7XFoLRdi2Fad3pRjsZ6eaRExXEXTBbLYR_axnWMBBYwjejzmvA8qiHJi93KpkLt1evYIWe4luv7xSBzYTD4RA0lFMSlvDvdcLLHlkCZNhJAUQZ-oLRn50VhLQuw4wPuNJ1r5WNFDMU/s1600/2676438404_04449d1c77.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLE7XFoLRdi2Fad3pRjsZ6eaRExXEXTBbLYR_axnWMBBYwjejzmvA8qiHJi93KpkLt1evYIWe4luv7xSBzYTD4RA0lFMSlvDvdcLLHlkCZNhJAUQZ-oLRn50VhLQuw4wPuNJ1r5WNFDMU/s200/2676438404_04449d1c77.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641459049044154546" /></a>
<br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> "Eu nu strivesc corola de minuni a lumii</b></i></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> si nu ucid</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> cu mintea tainele,ce le-ntalnesc</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> in calea mea</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> in flori,in ochi,pe buze ori morminte.</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> Lumina altora</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> sugruma raja nepatrunsului ascuns</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> in adancimi de intuneric,</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> dar eu,</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> eu cu lumina mea sporesc a lumii taina-</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> si-ntocmai cum cu razele ei albe luna</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> nu micsoreaza,ci tremuratoare</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> mareste si mai tare taina noptii,</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> asa imbogatesc si eu intunecata zare</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> cu largi fiori de sfant mister</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> si tot ce-i ne-nteles</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> se schimba-n ne-ntelesuri si mai mari</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> sub ochii mei-</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> caci eu iubesc</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><b> si flori si ochi si buze si morminte."</b></i></span></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-11739679393889375692011-08-16T16:43:00.002+03:002011-08-16T17:17:31.646+03:00Psalm de Tudor Arghezi<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdIE0mca-hxEsh7h28UTvAblXo98KXlLBiPrAgb72Uw-S-zy4YU0G7BQE_N95LIWXaPT-lQRsKxeCOD-3HR5eiQQY_q-pjk5QMcR0EysnVPDTeFG96RQle9m_CWZ72gxK_jY9HVfko6EQ/s1600/lan_de_grau.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdIE0mca-hxEsh7h28UTvAblXo98KXlLBiPrAgb72Uw-S-zy4YU0G7BQE_N95LIWXaPT-lQRsKxeCOD-3HR5eiQQY_q-pjk5QMcR0EysnVPDTeFG96RQle9m_CWZ72gxK_jY9HVfko6EQ/s200/lan_de_grau.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641457783209627666" /></a>
<br /> <i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > "Te dramuiesc in zgomot si-n tacere</span></b></i><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Si Te pandesc in timp,ca pe vanat,</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Sa vad: esti soimul meu cel cautat?</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Sa Te ucid? Sau sa-ngenunchi a cere.</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >
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<br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Pentru credinta sau pentru tagada,</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Te caut darz si fara de folos.</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Esti visul meu,din toate,cel frumos</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Si nu-ndraznesc sa Te dobor din cer gramada.</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Ca-n oglindirea unui drum de apa,</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Pari cand a fi,pari ca nu mai esti,</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Te-ntrezarii in stele,printre pesti,</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Ca taurul salbatec cand se-adapa.</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >
<br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Singur,acum,in marea Ta poveste,</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Raman cu Tine sa ma mai masor,</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Fara sa vreau sa ies biruitor.</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > Vreau sa Te pipai si sa urlu:Este!"</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >
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<br /></span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > P:S:Voi posta cateva poezii pe care le-am gasit intr-o carte si imi plac:).</span></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></b></i></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-22717577557761493612011-08-04T16:09:00.002+03:002011-08-04T21:42:37.144+03:00Norbi:)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioz0XOsoZr7PVIvk6VqkkgeL4_s8rg1akHY5gmLjGjNdYoQrJ0t_ZXw8ty9nb9Jte4X1nTnL_Juv7jZp3mndRBy_4pOVsTohmrSHAmICOSZVMaOQBwidhW9uh1LBvMBdjS9ekMx52-fLU/s1600/184006_234328039940308_151325081573938_709996_925211_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioz0XOsoZr7PVIvk6VqkkgeL4_s8rg1akHY5gmLjGjNdYoQrJ0t_ZXw8ty9nb9Jte4X1nTnL_Juv7jZp3mndRBy_4pOVsTohmrSHAmICOSZVMaOQBwidhW9uh1LBvMBdjS9ekMx52-fLU/s200/184006_234328039940308_151325081573938_709996_925211_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637070466368650402" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><b> Norbi!:).Cea mai funny persoana pe care am cunoscut-o ever!:).Nu pot sa zic foarte multe despre el deoarece nu-l cunosc foarte bine dar stiu ca e prietenul meu si prietenul prietenei mele dragi,Miha(sau veverita,cum o alint eu:*) si e un tip de treaba,tot timpul pus pe glume si te face sa razi de nu mai sti de tine.Mai tarziu voi publica si linkul blogului lui dar momentan e in constructie(he promised me that will announce me when it will be finish:P).I wait for it:).Mai multe veti vedea pe blogul lui surpriza:).Aaa,si e un prieten pe cinste:).</b></span>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-82925247814132715062011-07-25T16:29:00.002+03:002011-07-25T16:30:27.498+03:00<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WvKyKWtzgHg">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WvKyKWtzgHg</a>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-37198287313913311872011-07-13T23:01:00.001+03:002011-07-13T23:03:41.480+03:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWT5jIzJxAceqC0vR0S9MKslEEsrXTLK06emAdTGROW7ERWU85D9GLHrzee_swQB2kfXw9CmHeH1Ak-mTCUsgnK4dwSMqPpRntNm8McFxsZh0wA2ZDEPg5GpPgSw3Rk3dHHpEUwnici5k/s1600/plak%25C3%25A1t+ro.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWT5jIzJxAceqC0vR0S9MKslEEsrXTLK06emAdTGROW7ERWU85D9GLHrzee_swQB2kfXw9CmHeH1Ak-mTCUsgnK4dwSMqPpRntNm8McFxsZh0wA2ZDEPg5GpPgSw3Rk3dHHpEUwnici5k/s200/plak%25C3%25A1t+ro.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628929979817746786" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language:RO"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Informaţii care diferă de cele de pe afiş: <o:p></o:p></b></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language:RO"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>● taxa notarială pentru acordul ambilor părinţi este de doar 25 lei (în loc de 37 lei), la Biroul Notarial Medre, str. Mircea Stănescu<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language:RO"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>● locuri disponibile: pentru 18-22 iulie: 2 locuri<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language:RO"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>pentru<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>25-29 iulie: 7 locuri<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language:RO"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>pentru<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>01-05 august: 7 locuri<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language:RO"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>● drumul dus-întors, cu trenul, este de 61 lei.</b></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language:RO"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language:RO"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b> Cei doritori sa ma anunte:).</b></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="RO" style="mso-ansi-language:RO"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p></p>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-63516964145849319492011-07-13T18:18:00.005+03:002011-07-29T20:12:08.374+03:00un like va rog:)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1nnZ3G48B6cEYgmPubuhlYu_Mnna_Znpav5hu4mumVvpBHHxtdhpiIUgsCt8SSBBXFpYP5oxJWvPQvbWwUhsrUP1Vo7cSqZTbqHuSyegrnCoi7nuBbbx-8Xr6n3v0re8OyY_hDSFH4E/s1600/thanks.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1nnZ3G48B6cEYgmPubuhlYu_Mnna_Znpav5hu4mumVvpBHHxtdhpiIUgsCt8SSBBXFpYP5oxJWvPQvbWwUhsrUP1Vo7cSqZTbqHuSyegrnCoi7nuBbbx-8Xr6n3v0re8OyY_hDSFH4E/s200/thanks.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628857457937207458" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />Am un prieten care are nevoie de voturi la o poza.Nu cred ca este asa de greu sa dati si voi un click pe link si sa dati click la "voteaza" sub poza:).Pentru cei care o vor face,va multumesc:).</span></b><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.clubulfoto.com/concurs/concurs-aniversar/37c1f0774cfc">http://www.clubulfoto.com/concurs/concurs-aniversar/37c1f0774cfc</a></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-15983338690321666902011-07-10T08:44:00.011+03:002011-07-10T08:52:07.182+03:00poza de la ziua lui Natty:)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUER_Ldg7Qso3bEX2OjdSrdxo3vZOWYkIKIHDyTQBjQR2yE-uOCRMxzD3I3C7w58933gsTtYA3gRbosZbc6umP4yh33zUQQhserI-LWtl0gn7l_5ar4DQg4V0j96LZ0aEqs8yDNX5QvjA/s1600/P090711_15.15_%255B02%255D.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUER_Ldg7Qso3bEX2OjdSrdxo3vZOWYkIKIHDyTQBjQR2yE-uOCRMxzD3I3C7w58933gsTtYA3gRbosZbc6umP4yh33zUQQhserI-LWtl0gn7l_5ar4DQg4V0j96LZ0aEqs8yDNX5QvjA/s200/P090711_15.15_%255B02%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627597385533249954" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKWfdl35wp419wdpD6J57Q-ZwZKKfOrwZAcs5pBoVLqcOLQ8CnH8CzSQ13ud1EguNUGFRMkifEXdUFNHqlm-sgQpUYT4HWirtX9u3h99HXEAVbuYTaUJu-D2zFdyZwjkFmq4IaMV2Gec8/s1600/P090711_15.15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKWfdl35wp419wdpD6J57Q-ZwZKKfOrwZAcs5pBoVLqcOLQ8CnH8CzSQ13ud1EguNUGFRMkifEXdUFNHqlm-sgQpUYT4HWirtX9u3h99HXEAVbuYTaUJu-D2zFdyZwjkFmq4IaMV2Gec8/s200/P090711_15.15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627597340403114562" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpEkV9F7scUtNYPpB-arv7PPPUE78N6dl1yM8Q8vtweJYvTu235cCfVlee4-J99r5fDDiXyuTXIJa6IQTh2ZVaeLmf1QffGNlg2GoAdxZXOa8A8qmrFvl8jUs31FJ28y5F3Ymr1_r2rs4/s1600/P090711_15.14_%255B02%255D.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmvbCAGaYOxvdRW1YLxXEMX9uHLk7iQEEtoEZk7ayAbz33XwntT3B1UBdoRWPyq423haMD2XNGI280V7GL3mKqfb4Hpy4tciwmjBNqisy7nozUDzxjGOcFDTORtRZOgRI4aJeIsFtiazU/s200/P090711_15.10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627596918039220370" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792276082633334142.post-3641454338555740922011-07-08T22:58:00.003+03:002011-07-08T23:02:20.105+03:00My sister's birthday:)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik7nmRYXnr7JTDh7GjWHh461gh_smCUeYbdqsZ16-n21gQJN1u0z8U24ybcn0CsesatFQfga3z81O7sRfL4O6nPtvCtyzykzSb6D2oa2pKAEPAfcVSdP7pu6rjMULLL6OevR_r4zuVqsU/s1600/polonia+2011+002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik7nmRYXnr7JTDh7GjWHh461gh_smCUeYbdqsZ16-n21gQJN1u0z8U24ybcn0CsesatFQfga3z81O7sRfL4O6nPtvCtyzykzSb6D2oa2pKAEPAfcVSdP7pu6rjMULLL6OevR_r4zuVqsU/s200/polonia+2011+002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627074293068012610" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhafM3mQWt6PSWvEdeoL9hDpCA1JMO7LXGOJ0NvoibyslvmKlEWEoEgOZSldFj4h5VaiKTK4BOXiX4SEjolBAK9R9oU5pm6PXxVmAmlmB9mmAFallxJIH1j_mFIu47UKULwZ-UP1SFTVZA/s1600/happy_birthday_07.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 189px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhafM3mQWt6PSWvEdeoL9hDpCA1JMO7LXGOJ0NvoibyslvmKlEWEoEgOZSldFj4h5VaiKTK4BOXiX4SEjolBAK9R9oU5pm6PXxVmAmlmB9mmAFallxJIH1j_mFIu47UKULwZ-UP1SFTVZA/s200/happy_birthday_07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627074140320225458" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br />Maine este ziua de nastere a iubitei mele si comorii vietii mele,sora mea,Natty:).Ea va implini 4 ani.Nu-mi vine sa cred,ieri era un gombot si acuma are deja 4 ani;)).Vreau sa-i urez la multi ani,sa fie sanatoasa si fericita si sa creasca mare ,mare:D:).O iubesccc:X:).</span></b><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" > P:S:Deja incepe sa-si cante singura "happy birthday" si se pricepe.La 4 ani sa canti pe engleza ,cam greu:D.</span></b></div>mada:)http://www.blogger.com/profile/12626966654675046394noreply@blogger.com0