<?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-5452970042261592623</id><updated>2011-08-16T03:52:15.418-07:00</updated><category term='new'/><category term=';)'/><category term='Ce sa te mai faci cu fetele astea...'/><category term='Huh'/><category term='Sunt om...'/><category term='Stand by'/><category term='Must do it'/><title type='text'>Point of view</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-1212644935536722644</id><published>2009-06-17T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:52:50.991-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huh'/><title type='text'>Friend or man?</title><content type='html'>Nu am obiceiul sa ma exteriorizez foarte mult si sa spun ceea ce gandesc si ce simt. O fac rar si fata de oameni putini. Unii se dovedesc a fi alaturi de mine, alti sunt doar oameni si atat. Acesti oameni si atat trebuie luati ca atare, fiecare om greseste si fiecaruia ii pasa numai de el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De unde a pornit acest post? De la faptul ca am ajutat pe cineva drag mie si acesta m`a dezamagit foarte tare. Nu conteaza un nume si doar faptul ca mi`a aratat ca este doar un om. Acest lucru mi`l arata tot mai multi din jurul meu, dar nu`i problema cat timp am un fir de iarba aproape si un cer deasupra capului, lumea se poate intoarce cu susul in jos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ajutat un om la care tineam enorm, desi nu vreau sa dau oamenilor tot ce pot, pt ca au avut altii inainte grija sa dezamageasca, am zis ca macar o farama din ce faceam inainte sa fac si pt el. Ce asteptam in schimb? Un telefon sau o vizita dupa examen. Nu munti de diamante sau recunostinte si cadouri, un simplu Multumesc sau Bai m`ai mult m`ai incurcat. Dar totusi cineva ma sfatuia sa am grija si sa nu am asteptari, si a avut perfecta dreptate. Acest om important pt mine a ramas doar un om acolo in cercul meu de prieteni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iau oamenii ca atare. Fiecare e unic in felul lui. Fiecare primeste sanse, dar la un moment dat se ajunge la final. Aici este finalul lui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anul acesta grupul meu de prieteni s`a restrans considerabil. Oamenii pleaca tot mai multi din viata mea, iar cei care raman, raman pt mine, pt ceea ce sunt eu ca si om. A plecat Ela, dupa o prietenie cu valvatai s`a ajuns la final, la prietenia de bun simt si respect pt ce a fost intre noi. A mai fost si Roxi, care s`a dus si a luptat pt a fi fericita, doar ca a uitat de oamenii care i`au fost alaturi cand i`a fost greu. A fost si Carla, care a luptat pt ceea ce si`a dorit, si desi incearca sa tina pasul, sunt prea multe, iar sa tragi de o persoana sa faca una si alta nu e tocmai indicat. A fost si Zoly, un geaman desavarsit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma bucur ca toti care au fost candva langa mine sunt fericiti si impliniti. Ma bucur ca i`am cunoscut si ca m`au cunoscut. Dar acum e timpul ca fiecare sa isi vada de drum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu suport sa fiu folosita. Imi place sa ajut lumea si las foarte mult de la mine pt a ajuta si a fi alaturi de cei din jur, chiar si atunci cand se ajunge la limita si la extrem, cedez...dar in general oamenii si`o iau in cap. Ajung sa isi arate arama pe fata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe lume esti singur si asa vei ramane mereu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-1212644935536722644?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/1212644935536722644/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=1212644935536722644' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/1212644935536722644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/1212644935536722644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2009/06/friend-or-man.html' title='Friend or man?'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-1532744204444675654</id><published>2009-04-18T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T09:37:44.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stand by'/><title type='text'>Sarbatori fericite!</title><content type='html'>Am luat pauza...cu putin inainte sa plec la Cluj si Arcalia, am luat pauza...si in ceea ce priveste liga si in ceea ce priveste jobul meu...scris...prieteni..tot. Am revenit de acolo, dar singurul lucru care l`am facut este sa imi fac ceea ce mai aveam la evenimentul ce va avea loc, am gasit ceva idei pt alta chestie ce o mai aveam cu organizatia, cu jobul e END, oricum trebuia sa pun punct. Am reusit sa apuc sa iau ceva examene si sa ma vad cu prietenii care chiar vor ramane acolo ca fiind importanti...in rest...e bine sa stai si sa te bucuri de vacanta si de aerul curat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va doresc si voua o gura de oxigen si putina pauza si multe cadouri si un Paste fericit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iepurasul sa va fie alb, pufos si plin de dorinte implinite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-1532744204444675654?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/1532744204444675654/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=1532744204444675654' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/1532744204444675654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/1532744204444675654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2009/04/sarbatori-fericite.html' title='Sarbatori fericite!'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-5516507145730272935</id><published>2009-02-12T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T16:49:19.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daca tu ca om nu realizezi ce e bunul simt si cum sa te comporti, atunci cine sunt eu sa iti spun? Poate alta data spuneam ce simteam si gandeam in fata, acum interesul si flexibilitatea mea a scazut considerabil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta doar asa ca un raspuns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-5516507145730272935?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/5516507145730272935/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=5516507145730272935' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/5516507145730272935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/5516507145730272935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2009/02/daca-tu-ca-om-nu-realizezi-ce-e-bunul.html' title=''/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-6022597128038518649</id><published>2009-01-21T02:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T02:49:50.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>De astazi incepand va voi povesti despre P.T, my new friend, prince of Terrein.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-6022597128038518649?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/6022597128038518649/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=6022597128038518649' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6022597128038518649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6022597128038518649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2009/01/de-astazi-incepand-va-voi-povesti.html' title=''/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-7794119188468010247</id><published>2009-01-06T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T03:17:48.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ar trebui sa ma simt prost, ar trebui sa imi para rau pt ce am facut, doar ca nu e deloc asa. Nu imi pare rau absolut deloc. Ma simt super ok si parca radiez mai mult ca niciodata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi dau seama ca tineretea mea nu a apus. Stiu ca sunt cea mai nasoala persoana acum, dar m`am simtit bine. M`am simtit eliberata. Si da, trebuia sa fie cineva in locul tau, ai cautat`o, ai incercat sa ma faci sa te urasc, eu nu urasc oamenii, eu ii iau ca atare. Acum ai ajuns sa ma urasti tu pe mine. Imi pare rau pt asta. Oricum aseara a fost ultima comparatie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am incercat sa comunic cu tine si sa iti explic, am incercat sa iti dau o explicatie...dar tonul tau si atitudinea ta mi`au confirmat toate banuielile. Stiu ca e greu sa asculti si sa intelegi ceva ce ii face rau, dar nu ai ce face, trebuie sa incerci sa intelegi omul. Eram amici, trebuia sa ma intelegi, tu nu intelegi ca eu fac diferenta intre iubit si amic. E o diferenta ca de la cer la pamant. Sunt doua persoane in acelasi trup. Noi am ramas amici, sau asa era normal sa fie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culmea...zambesc si mi se pare copilaresc, dar a fost ceva ce nu te asteptai si nu de la mine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti doresc sa cresti mare si sa iubesti cum stii tu mai mult si sa ai parte de noroc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&gt;:D&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-7794119188468010247?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/7794119188468010247/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=7794119188468010247' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/7794119188468010247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/7794119188468010247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2009/01/ar-trebui-sa-ma-simt-prost-ar-trebui-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-6001145948953454852</id><published>2008-12-20T08:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:24:34.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eroii nu mor NICIODATA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.eroiinumor.ro/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.noiigolani.ro/poze/eroii/patratnegru.png" border="0" alt="Eroii nu mor niciodata"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-6001145948953454852?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/6001145948953454852/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=6001145948953454852' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6001145948953454852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6001145948953454852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/12/eroii-nu-mor-niciodata.html' title='Eroii nu mor NICIODATA'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-7913824649594518195</id><published>2008-12-14T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:57:41.752-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huh'/><title type='text'>15 Decembrie - Once upon December</title><content type='html'>Ce s`a intamplat? Am luat pauza la tot ce a insemnat scris. Nu ca nu am idei, doar ca nu am avut starea sau timpul necesar sa scriu.&lt;br /&gt;Ce am mai facut? Nu vreau sa privesc deloc in trecut. Nu imi pare rau pt nimic, dar acum vreau sa visez la un viitor numai al meu, la ceva ce imi doresc demult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am avut o perioada urata de tot si totusi deosebit de frumoasa. Am cunoscu o groaza de oameni, am legat multe prietenii, am invatat multe, dar am avut si una dintre cele mai triste perioade din viata, unde grija, plansul si posesivitatea mi`au fost best buddies. So they need to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must to do something so...this is the start.&lt;br /&gt;De acum totul va fi ca inainte.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and nighty. Promise to come back in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-7913824649594518195?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/7913824649594518195/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=7913824649594518195' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/7913824649594518195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/7913824649594518195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/12/15-decembrie-once-upon-december.html' title='15 Decembrie - Once upon December'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-2757911714116851075</id><published>2008-12-08T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:16:44.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><title type='text'>Meet Mrs. Ni</title><content type='html'>Se intampla deseori sa vrei sa incepi ceva nou. Am incercat acest ineput de atatea ori incat a ajuns la un moment dat sa spun Stop!. Ehh, dar acum acel ceva mult dorit s`a materializat. In sfarsit a aparut Mrs. Ni. Cine e Mrs. Ni? E my sweet confident. E exact lucrul cu care in copilarie vorbesti ore in sir. Vrei sa iti dea sfaturi, dar e doar o jucarie de plus sau un prieten imaginar. Mrs. Ni is my imaginary friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E draguta, e verde, ii place apa, mananca doar lucrurile mele negative si incearca sa ma schimbe. E cute si chiar vreau sa o cunoasteti si voi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/ST0BvFzrG6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/Fjcrsd_jy7E/s1600-h/turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/ST0BvFzrG6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/Fjcrsd_jy7E/s400/turtle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277376246872480674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa dorm si sa incerc sa arunc din greseli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speeh less....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-2757911714116851075?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/2757911714116851075/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=2757911714116851075' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/2757911714116851075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/2757911714116851075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/12/meet-mrs-ni.html' title='Meet Mrs. Ni'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/ST0BvFzrG6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/Fjcrsd_jy7E/s72-c/turtle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-7602239172942178491</id><published>2008-11-11T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:55:39.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunt om...'/><title type='text'>A fost odata...</title><content type='html'>In sfarsit mi`am reparat greseala. Se zice ca doar daca il fortezi pe Dumnezeu, iti face ca lucrurile sa iasa cum vrei tu...dar sa te astepti la repercursiuni. Cam asa si la mine. Ma bucur ca nu ai mai ajuns sa citesti mailul. Ma bucur ca am reusit sa renunt la idee inainte de a citi acele randuri si sa asculti tot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uneori ma las dusa de ce simt pe moment, desi in general stau si analizez....Dar degeaba....se intampla uneori in momente proaste sa iei deciziile cele mai proaste. Acum bine ca a trecut totul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;em&gt;A fost un vis frumos, cu un baiat si o fata, un vis nascut in munti...nascut la o cabana...umbrit la brazii nalti carunti..ce astazi se destrama...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aceasta e melodia care mereu ma duce cu gandul la Arieseni...La excursia cu Noemi&amp;Dan, Raul&amp;Roxi, Adina si Darius. A fost cea mai tare ever. Iubesc muntele...Desi in zilele astea sunt o epava, &lt;em&gt;simt cum privirea lor vrea sa ma fure, zburatorii ca sa vie....nimeni urma sa le`o stie....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau inapoi la munte. chiar vb cu Sorin ieri despre rasaritul de la Parau. Desi eu eram intr`o stare mai aiurea...am reusit sa il molipsesc pe saracul baiat...care tot incerca marea cu sarea....am reusit sa il fac si pe el melancolic. Oricum am fost cei mai nebuni si cei mai buni...am fost singurii care au vazut rasaritul..si cum spunea Sorin..si am si vb mult, mult de tot....mahmuri dar cu un hef de vb nebun...Bine, adevarul e ca nu voi uita niciodata cum am intrat amandoi in camera la Cata si cum m`am bagat in sacul de dormit si le`am tinut lectia ca dorm cu sacul pana pe fata si ca sa fie linistiti sa nu ma trezeasca ca nu ma sufoc...doar ca vreau sa dorm...Ok...sa nu uit cum ii deschideam pleoapele la Cata ca sa nu mai adoarma...si cum ii spuneam ca eu nu am somn...si ca sa deschida ochii ca sa ii pot povesti. Cred ca nici acum nu pot sa cred pe cuvant ca eu am vb cu Mihaela si cu toti care il cautau pe Cata si se speriau ca dadeau de mine in vila aceea infecta, cand eu aveam o camera super extra mega tare :)))) A fost super fain la munte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ascultat Margineanu..Mi`am adus aminte de "prietenii" lui El Comandante...cum se dadeau la toate fetele...cum de fapt "a fost odata" era compusa de unul dintre ei...Oai si sa nu uit cum am invatat sa cant la chitara, cum Sorin radea de mine ca nu imi ajung degetele...si de cum tineam invers chitara...:))))&lt;br /&gt;Vreau la munte...vreau sa schiez ca anul trecut...vreau sa stau pe busteanul din Arieseni alaturi de cel drag mie si sa ascult cum canta chitarele melodia asta. Dar exista doua mari probl...Nu am ajuns sa cant la chitara....Desi i`am promis la Sorin ca atunci cand va ajunge in Ro o sa ii cant eu ceva...Sper ca pana atunci sa ajung si sa pot canta macar o melodie cap coada....Ce spui de Miruna? :)))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau la munte...Vreau pauza...am ajuns sa nu mai fiu impulsiva si sa ii las si pe altii sa ia calul de fraie. Fiecae isi vede de viata... Am ajuns sa pot spune, ok let`s go to the next level. Thnx So p sfaturi si pt timpul acordat....Miruna...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multi pupici si ne auzim pe maine noapte...ca asa`i sade bine unui student de la poli&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:D&lt;:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-7602239172942178491?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/7602239172942178491/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=7602239172942178491' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/7602239172942178491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/7602239172942178491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/11/fost-odata.html' title='A fost odata...'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-6321645860886993099</id><published>2008-11-11T09:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T15:16:25.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gresala de a iubi prea mult</title><content type='html'>Sunt indragostita, dar ma tratez! Noi, femeile, avem in general tendinta de a ne indragosti prea mult, prea bine si prea des! Asa se explica faptul ca vesnic suferim si intotdeauna punem suflet intr-o relatie care se dovedeste a fi o lupta pierduta inca de la inceput. Sfarsim prin a cataloga barbatii drept "porci" in toata puterea cuvantului, prin a deveni feministe si nu in ultimul rand... urate! Spun "urate" pentru ca suferinta nu face pe nimeni mai frumos - atat fizic, cat si psihic. In urma cu numai un an imi facusem o obisnuinta de a ma trezi umflata (dupa o noapte de plans in hohote). Devenisem o adevarata napasta pentru prieteni si pentru mine insami. Un om deprimat "emana" tristete prin toti porii, iar aceasta este precum o boala molipsitoare... nimeni nu vrea un asemenea contagios in preajma! Se spune ca din greseli invata omul. Nimic mai adevarat. Lectia "iubirii moderate" este probabil una dintre cele mai dificile si, de cele mai multe ori, nu poate fi invatata decat din proprie experienta. Mi-a fost greu sa inteleg acum un an de ce intr-o relatie unul trebuie sa sufere mai mult decat celalalt, mi-a fost dificil sa accept ca tocmai eu m-am gasit sa fiu cea care poarta tot greul si, in egala masura am inteles ca norocul imi surasese chiar daca la acel moment nu parea astfel. A avea capacitatea de a iubi la o asemenea intensitate este un dar. "Numai cine sufera de dor, poate iubi cu spor!", imi repeta bunica in copilarie. Nimic mai adevarat! Poate ca a iubi "prea mult" este o greseala in ochii multora. Sfarsesti de cele mai multe ori prin a suferi, ai sufletul deschis pentru dragoste, insa de cele mai multe ori aceasta deschidere te lasa fara aparare in fata celor mai dure lovituri. Vestea buna este ca poti gresi in nenumarate randuri, dar este de ajuns sa nimenesti o singura data bine si ai castigat fericirea totala, cea pe care oamenii cu inima inchisa nu o pot "gusta" niciodata. De cealalta parte a baricadei ii intalnesti pe cei care iubesc "mai putin". Sufera si ei, dar moderat. Se bucura la fel. Isi traiesc viata intr-o permanenta "modulatie". Eu cred mai trist de atat nu se poate! Pe vremea cand glandele mele lacrimale erau aproape secate, o buna prietena a aflat ca iubitul sau o insela. N-am sa uit niciodata cum a inchis telefonul si am observat o lacrima pe obrazul ei. Si-a sters-o delicat si a spus cu un zambet urias pe buze "Gata, am plans suficient! Mergem la cumparaturi?". Ochii mei umflati au privit-o nedumeriti, dar plini de admiratie. Astazi, dupa ce am iubit, am suferi si am pierdut, numai pentru a realiza ca totul in viata se intampla pentru un motiv, realizez ca invidia mea nu isi avea rostul: e drept, ea nu suferise, dar nici nu iubise. Nu a cunoscut infioratoare tristete, dar nici extazul dragostei. S-a refugiat in trei bluze si doua perechi de pantofi si a pasit in viitor cu atitudinea neschimbata si cu un esec in trecut din care nu invatase nimic. Se spune ca o greseala recunoscuta este pe jumatate iertata. Cred ca putem completa celelalte 50 de procente ale iertarii prin dorinta de a invata morala din greseala noastra. Ma mandresc (macar pe jumatate) cu gandul ca am gresit de multe ori in viata, dar niciodata nu am comis de doua ori aceiasi eroare! Un articol de Oana Trifu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-6321645860886993099?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/6321645860886993099/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=6321645860886993099' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6321645860886993099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6321645860886993099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/11/gresala-de-iubi-prea-mult.html' title='Gresala de a iubi prea mult'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-5057690239495735861</id><published>2008-11-11T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:56:13.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunt un om normal</title><content type='html'>Astazi sunt in starea aceea de lancezire...de sconcs caruia ii e lene sa se miste. Care sta nonstop in pat si nu reuseste sa adoarma deoarece e un element mereu perturbator...acum cand as fi avut timp...nu`i bai...maine voi dormi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fac mereu aceeasi greseala de a fugi si a ma ascunde pana trece furtuna. Nu imi e frica sa o infrunt dar nu am chef de nimeni si nu am chef sa fiu puternica. Astazi sunt om normal, care are si momente bune si momente proaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu suport cand imi vine sa urlu si nu pot din cauza ca sunt oameni care nu sunt prieteni pe langa mine. Inteleg ca fiecare isi urmareste interesele, dar totusi...suntem oameni si trebuie sa ne ajutam. Eu asa fac de fiecare data...voi de ce nu faceti la fel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce m`a determinat sa ajung aici....multe lucruri pe cap...toti trag de mine am nevoie de timp pt mine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu se repeta niciodata trecutul....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-5057690239495735861?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/5057690239495735861/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=5057690239495735861' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/5057690239495735861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/5057690239495735861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunt-un-om-normal.html' title='sunt un om normal'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-1690089810204505806</id><published>2008-09-07T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T12:16:00.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Must do it'/><title type='text'>Somn si totusi nu adorm...</title><content type='html'>Cel mai greu imi e atunci cand nu pot sa spun tot ce as vrea si cum as vrea. Cand sunt suparata dorm. Si dorm mult de tot. Nici nu iti poti inchipui cat de mult pot sa dorm. Zi si noapte, daca nu plang, dorm si mai mult, daca plang atunci somnul nu e asa de lung din cauza ca supararea, nervii si incercarea de rezolvare pare sa vina mai repede. Astazi nu pot nici sa plang, nici sa dorm si duc pe picioare o sarcina mare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, dupa cum am mai spus, nu sunt buna la luat decizii pt mine. Nu in sensul ca nu le pot lua pt altul sau sa nu dau sfaturi, dar cand vine vb de mine nu am obiceiul sa le iau. Le las sa vina rezolvarea de la sine, desi gasesc solutii si imi dau seama spre ce se indreapta nu pot sa spun din timp asa vreau si asa o sa fie. Acum sunt decizii de luat dar nu am puterea si forta de a o face. &lt;br /&gt;Sper si parca sper in van. Incerc sa las sa se rezolve totul dar parca riscul e prea mare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oare merita? Wht should i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-1690089810204505806?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/1690089810204505806/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=1690089810204505806' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/1690089810204505806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/1690089810204505806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/09/somn-si-totusi-nu-adorm.html' title='Somn si totusi nu adorm...'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-7339979092067686291</id><published>2008-09-05T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:16:58.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>imi pare rau....</title><content type='html'>Desi scriu des pe blogul meu, foarte rar spun exact ce simt si ce stare de spirit am cu adevarat. Am invatat foarte bine sa ascund totul si sa incui acolo in suflet tot ce doare, tot ce e urat, tot ce deranjeaza si mai ales fericirea. Nu imi place ca lumea sa vada ca sunt nefericita. Nefericirea e un lucru care mahneste pe toti din jurul nostru. Nimeni nu este cu adevarat fericit, dar sunt multi, si ii admir pt asta, ca reusesc sa spuna totul asa cum este, sa nu incerce sa ii menajeze pe cei din jur. Ehh...lucru acesta eu nu il pot face. Pt mine reprezinta o adevarata problema sa ii spun unui om ca nu sunt ok, ca ma doare piciorul, ca am o frica in mine sau te mai miri ce. Este de`a dreptul imposibil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zilele acestea am incercat sa dorm, sa ma foiesc, sa gasesc orice de facut mai putin sa invat si nu ca as avea ceva cu invatatul pt ca e foarte ok sa inveti, probl e ca imi dau seama ca voi incepe sa devin stresata si asta nu duce decat la declin. Si aceste zile parca au intrat in sac, a venit perioada cand imi vine sa ma dau cat pot eu peste cap si asa mai departe si parca totul e in van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt stresata, imi e frica si nimic nu se lipeste de mine. Gesturile necugetate nu inceteaza sa imi apara in minte, dar continui pt ca sper ca va fi bine. Ce inseamna acest bine habar nu am. Imi dau seama ca oricat de inconstienta as vrea sa fiu, acum nu am timp si nici nu pot sa fiu. Ma gandesc la solutii si parca nu mai apare nimic in minte. Imi aduc aminte de situatia din vara care nu a fost deloc roz si doar o minune Dumnezeiasca a facut sa se intample asa. &lt;br /&gt;Sper si imi doresc sa fie la fel si de data aceasta, dar "am avut o vara"...oare ce am facut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt in criza de timp, sunt stresata, suparata si imi vine sa plang. Lacrimile sunt foarte lente si doare atat de mult caci furia este mult prea mare ca sa ajung sa pot plange. Nu am timp de nimic, sunt debusolata iar ce va veni nici nu vreau sa ma gandesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rusine? Cred ca nu mai exista cuvant pt ceea ce simt. Uratenie, hidosenie si foarte multa suparare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E corect? Da! Este! Niciodata sa nu spui niciodata! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi pare rau ca va dezamagesc...dar nu stiu unde duce drumul acesta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/SMFbWu9po3I/AAAAAAAAARw/caUY-XgJteg/s1600-h/82eed0afdd3d8bb2298215294b046603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/SMFbWu9po3I/AAAAAAAAARw/caUY-XgJteg/s400/82eed0afdd3d8bb2298215294b046603.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242571887357830002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-7339979092067686291?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/7339979092067686291/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=7339979092067686291' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/7339979092067686291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/7339979092067686291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/09/imi-pare-rau.html' title='imi pare rau....'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/SMFbWu9po3I/AAAAAAAAARw/caUY-XgJteg/s72-c/82eed0afdd3d8bb2298215294b046603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-9038526019175570977</id><published>2008-09-02T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:42:00.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa iubesti e bine...dar nu pe tine insuti</title><content type='html'>[Poate ca nu e bine sa recunosti ca viata se joaca cu tine si totul se intoarce si totul este platit..si ca odata radeai tu...acum rade el de tine. Astazi a fost una din zilele in care m`am simtit total aiurea..M`am saturat de cat de complicata e viata si sa nu vina nimeni sa imi spuna ca nu e asa pt ca in momentul acesta imi vin 1000 de motive cu care pur si simplu il pot desfinta!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum se stie foarte bine nu am nici un stres in general cu luatul de decizii....Le las sa vina de la sine si daca sunt luate de altii e ok...doar sa ma lase lumea pe mine in pace...Dar vine vremea cand trebuie sa pui punct sa spui PA tot ce a fost trebuie sa se termine din acest moment. Si cam asta a fost astazi...Nu stiu daca sunt cele mai bune decizii luate de mine, nu stiu daca e ok sau nu...poate trebuia sa ma aventurez, sa visez si sa sper, poate trebuia sa`i dau o sansa, poate trebuia sa fiu infantila din trecut sau inconstienta de 19 ani....poate...e momentul acela cand nu stii pe ce nisipuri te afli..ai conturat ceva in minte dar nu stii sigur cum vor evolua lucrurile si nici cum vei fi tu in viitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aveam o vreme cand puteam sa prevad intamplarile...s`a intamplat ceva...nu am mai vrut sa aflu nimic din viitor, sa nu mai imi bat capul cu posibile intamplari...astfel ca acum totul e ciudat, placut, neobisnuit si mai ales te indeamna la aventura. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si acum revenind la un personaj foarte interesant, care da dintr`o bara in alta...pacat ca nu are treaba cu, cucuiele, evetual de ar fi ceva socuri ce sa ii influenteze ritmul cardiac. Sunt intrigata de faptul ca odata cuiva nu ii convenea deloc trecutul meu...desi se spune ca nu cauti in poseta si in trecutul unei fete, am permis candva acest lucru si totul s`a rasfrant asupra mea. Am fost blamata pentru weed, pentru stilul de a ma imbraca, pentru stilul de a ma comporta, pentru indiferenta si pasivitatea cu care traiam, pentru plimbarile din trecut prin diferitele cluburi, baruri, terase sau birturi, pentru berile baute["numai doua"] sau pentru cocktailurile din club, pentru faptul ca stiam prea multa lume, pentru modul cum dansam, pentru faptul ca nu lasam portite deschise si spuneam lucrurilor pe nume, iar limba romana nu isi facea aparitia cu intelesurile ei, pentru modul dezinvolt de a ma lua de oricine si de a deveni prieteni la catarama, pentru ca nu imi pasa de moda si mai ales pentru faptul ca nu ma interesa sa fiu nice cu nimeni, just me. Am fost blamata pentru ca as fi laut si eu ceva lucru bun de la acest distins domn. Culoarea verde. Pai mai domn infantil ce esti are oare rost sa stau si sa ma gandesc cate tshirturi aveam eu verzi? sau ce lentile de contact am? Pai mai pruncule sa vb asa...muzica...de la rock prafuit ai ajuns sa asculti bands pe care le ascultam de acum 3 ani...ai ajuns sa fii omul acela cool care nu mai merge in Costinesti ci acolo la prietenii mei, desi acum un an distractia era doar Costinesti...eu eram doar o idioata si o tampita care isi dorea de 1 mai la mare...si vara sa mergem la tampitii mei....fraierii aceia din Papillon...jerpelitii aceia...Cum se schimba omul. Si sa spui ca am avut o influenta proasta? :))) Ma faci sa ma prapadesc de ras. Ai auzit tu de Patrice pana cand a ramas cd`ul din cdplayer la tine, care btw ai uitat sa mi`l mai dai...impreuna cu alte multe tricouri si flanela care mai nou e posta si nici macar nu e a ta. Si tot eu am fost aia nashpa si aiurea? Macar nu m`am coborat la nivelul de a ma pune stapana pe lucruri care nu erau ale mele...dar degeaba au unii faima[proasta ce e drept], case si masini cand nu au cu ce sa se imbrace si folosesc lucrurile altora. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cat sunt de scarbita as avea atat de multe sa iti spun. O fac aici pt a nu ma da in spectacol de fata cu lumea de pe strada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi`e greata de unii oameni. Traiesti si tu ceva deosebit si acest lucru ti se pare extraordinar. Nu suport oamenii care copieaza mereu. Nu ai nimic al tau. Nu esti deloc original. Te iei dupa cum bate vantul. Stii la ce ma gandesc? La cum ai putut sa treci de la manele si top 10 hits la Bob Marley sau Patrice? Cam mare diferenta. Sa nu uitam de casetele cu Queen&amp; Co. si de certurile pt Vama, Ahh si btw fetele ce asculta acest gen de muzica sunt mai speciale asa de felul lor. Ma mir ca reusesti sa legi doua cuvinte cu ele....In general acesti oameni sunt sinceri si foarte directi si au idei proprii, ceea ce la tine e cam greu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! Oamenii acestia sunt oamenii care fumeaza weed cand au chef, beau cand li se pune musca pe mana stanga, citesc carti serioase si sunt informati despre tot, ce e cel mai important ca ies cand simt ei nevoia, la orice ora din zi si din noapte, nu au nevoie de permisiuni, telefoane si rapoarte. Se distreaza fara sa aiba nici o treaba cu Mega`lomanii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia aminte baietas fluturas. In viata nu exista sensul unic de care se crede...oamenii merg pe contrasens...ca pe importantele Cl Aradului si Cl Sagului. Depasiri interzise, amenzi si revenire la vechiul fel de a fi al persoanei, inconjurat de oameni...Oare cati vor fi acolo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum zambeste!, cu pasi inceti vor rade altii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-9038526019175570977?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/9038526019175570977/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=9038526019175570977' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/9038526019175570977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/9038526019175570977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/09/sa-iubesti-e-binedar-nu-pe-tine-insuti.html' title='Sa iubesti e bine...dar nu pe tine insuti'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-4610773252175313995</id><published>2008-08-28T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T03:45:06.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Must do it'/><title type='text'>Point of view...</title><content type='html'>Primul meu blog....Nu multa lume reuseste sa ajunga pe el....E cel unde imi pun pozele de suflet...unde pot sa scriu lucrurile care mi le doresc cel mai mult...&lt;br /&gt;Ca sfarsit de August si inceput de Septembrie uite lucrurile care mi le doresc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish list&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Sa reusesc sa iau examenele. It`s a must do it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Sa ajung sa imi iau ramas bun de la Sorin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Sa ajung pe vf Omul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Sa ajung la Ela&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;Sa pot merge in Cluj sa ma vad cu Vladut si cu lumea de la ZTS si sa pot sta macar doua zile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;Dorinta din Biserica Neagra sa mi se implineasca si sa mi se demostreze ca se poate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;em&gt;Sa prind MEU anul acesta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;em&gt;Sa o vizitez pe Ancuta in Belgia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;em&gt;Sa ajung in Franta la Sorin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A new life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-4610773252175313995?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/4610773252175313995/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=4610773252175313995' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/4610773252175313995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/4610773252175313995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/08/point-of-view.html' title='Point of view...'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-459539611049895265</id><published>2008-08-22T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:11:35.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I`m so proud of it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/SK7knaSJA7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/PRIYKvecMUc/s1600-h/fC4.fW071862-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/SK7knaSJA7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/PRIYKvecMUc/s400/fC4.fW071862-02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237374782399906738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-459539611049895265?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/459539611049895265/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=459539611049895265' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/459539611049895265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/459539611049895265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-so-proud-of-it.html' title='I`m so proud of it!!'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/SK7knaSJA7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/PRIYKvecMUc/s72-c/fC4.fW071862-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-6703048726720000980</id><published>2008-04-07T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:21:31.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=';)'/><title type='text'>Mi`as dori sa fiu o papadie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R_qeUs2A54I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wY_kz1NbpZM/s1600-h/040608130814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R_qeUs2A54I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wY_kz1NbpZM/s320/040608130814.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186631999342831490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R_qePM2A53I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XQ0N5tlfL0s/s1600-h/040608130824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R_qePM2A53I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XQ0N5tlfL0s/s320/040608130824.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186631904853550962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R_qeCc2A52I/AAAAAAAAAFs/nIckRZCoFm8/s1600-h/040608130359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R_qeCc2A52I/AAAAAAAAAFs/nIckRZCoFm8/s320/040608130359.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186631685810218850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R_qdCs2A51I/AAAAAAAAAFk/v6EIYl0er_M/s1600-h/040608130343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R_qdCs2A51I/AAAAAAAAAFk/v6EIYl0er_M/s320/040608130343.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186630590593558354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-6703048726720000980?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/6703048726720000980/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=6703048726720000980' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6703048726720000980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6703048726720000980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/04/mias-dori-sa-fiu-o-papadie.html' title='Mi`as dori sa fiu o papadie'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R_qeUs2A54I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wY_kz1NbpZM/s72-c/040608130814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-6460038536900550399</id><published>2008-03-26T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T16:10:23.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R-rXuc2A5xI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-iwz2iQXUM8/s1600-h/DSC04602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R-rXuc2A5xI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-iwz2iQXUM8/s320/DSC04602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182191514259875602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R-rVGc2A5wI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xR8Nx1gQFIc/s1600-h/DSC04739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R-rVGc2A5wI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xR8Nx1gQFIc/s320/DSC04739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182188628041852674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R-rU9s2A5vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3eA7vtFtZMI/s1600-h/DSC04761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R-rU9s2A5vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3eA7vtFtZMI/s320/DSC04761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182188477717997298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca nu am mai postat de mult...And i mean...DEMULLTTTTTTT....Dar uite ca o fac acum. Poze, poze, poze!! Care a fost ultimul eveniment? Ziua lui Cori!!! So watch out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-6460038536900550399?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/6460038536900550399/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=6460038536900550399' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6460038536900550399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6460038536900550399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R-rXuc2A5xI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-iwz2iQXUM8/s72-c/DSC04602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-2928252932058254306</id><published>2008-02-15T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:38:10.699-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=';)'/><title type='text'>14 februarie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R7VdcU0AMaI/AAAAAAAAACo/i_QxDws-634/s1600-h/nmNMSX.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R7VdcU0AMaI/AAAAAAAAACo/i_QxDws-634/s400/nmNMSX.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167138888682058146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cum toti stiu...a trecut si 14 februarie...uite si ce a fost clipa cea mai frumoasa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-2928252932058254306?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/2928252932058254306/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=2928252932058254306' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/2928252932058254306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/2928252932058254306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/02/14-februarie.html' title='14 februarie'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R7VdcU0AMaI/AAAAAAAAACo/i_QxDws-634/s72-c/nmNMSX.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-7526304621225828141</id><published>2008-02-11T01:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T01:12:26.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love sex and the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-width:1px; border-style:solid; border-color:rgb(0,0,0); background-color:rgb(255,255,255);padding:0;width:378px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=sexandthecityogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/images/widget/gigya/widgetHeader020408.jpg" width="378" height="39" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:353px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=sexandthecityogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank" style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;"&gt;Who's Your &lt;i&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/i&gt; Match?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="padding:10px 0;font-size:17px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My Result: &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=sexandthecityogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);"&gt;Samantha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="358px;padding:0 10px 10px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;border-bottom-width:1px; border-bottom-style:solid; border-bottom-color:rgb(182,182,182);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="float:right;padding:5px 0 0 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=sexandthecityogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/sexandthecity/images/samantha_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     Rrowr! What would life be without you? Brazen, intelligent, and not afraid to say whatever (and we mean &lt;i&gt;whatever&lt;/i&gt;) is on your mind, when it comes to being fearless — you're the real thing. While some things that come out of your mouth may make your friends a little uncomfortable, it's fun to stir the pot sometimes and get a reaction. And that's half the reason you do it!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At first glance you come across as quite the wild child, but you're not &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; a sexpot. Your closest friends get to find out that you've got a big heart underneath those hot, hot clothes and a great head on your shoulders. With that killer combo, there's no way you won't get everything you want. What a firecracker!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:358px;overflow:hidden;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="padding:0 0 5px 0;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=sexandthecityogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:arial;"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/rd/50651/tests/sexandthecity/index.jsp?testname=sexandthecityogt&amp;resultid=B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDI3MjExMzY*MDAmcD*1OTEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-7526304621225828141?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/7526304621225828141/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=7526304621225828141' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/7526304621225828141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/7526304621225828141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-sex-and-city.html' title='I love sex and the city'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452970042261592623.post-6617801106913987188</id><published>2008-02-03T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T08:31:26.377-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ce sa te mai faci cu fetele astea...'/><title type='text'>Speranta....:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R6XrZSy1_2I/AAAAAAAAACY/NK2x5opM6_U/s1600-h/20070918005859_aici_suntem_impreuna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R6XrZSy1_2I/AAAAAAAAACY/NK2x5opM6_U/s400/20070918005859_aici_suntem_impreuna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162791367624490850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si sa speram ca nu va fi prea curand... ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R6Xrsyy1_3I/AAAAAAAAACg/8seX8wHLow0/s1600-h/20070920222141_ultima_oara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R6Xrsyy1_3I/AAAAAAAAACg/8seX8wHLow0/s400/20070920222141_ultima_oara.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162791702631939954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5452970042261592623-6617801106913987188?l=ceresica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/feeds/6617801106913987188/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5452970042261592623&amp;postID=6617801106913987188' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6617801106913987188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5452970042261592623/posts/default/6617801106913987188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ceresica.blogspot.com/2008/02/sperantad.html' title='Speranta....:D'/><author><name>Niniveh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08703045404711910627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/TM7-imZ8GJI/AAAAAAAAApU/fWh7butb_1s/S220/148741_1619599803811_1050896596_1773647_4298267_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9lXPmF5B0PU/R6XrZSy1_2I/AAAAAAAAACY/NK2x5opM6_U/s72-c/20070918005859_aici_suntem_impreuna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
