<?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-6839679124775706581</id><updated>2011-11-06T03:46:45.347+02:00</updated><category term='povesti'/><title type='text'>TAMPENIILE ROMANITEI</title><subtitle type='html'>Nu va asteptati la cine stie ce! este un blog pt mine! aceasta descriere este pt persoanele care o sa se rataceasca pe el ;))</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1497484399591153475</id><published>2011-11-06T00:29:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T00:54:03.834+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre lumanari rosii si bordo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7c5utadOemE/TrW9WPbElUI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1IhsRAZosGw/s1600/candle_wallpaper_candle_1001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7c5utadOemE/TrW9WPbElUI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1IhsRAZosGw/s200/candle_wallpaper_candle_1001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671647495537857858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt lumanari rosii, ca altii, care ard rosu!&lt;br /&gt;Sunt lumanari bordo care ard rosu, ca restul, dar care cred cu tarie ca ard bordo! &lt;br /&gt;Dar e un 'tric'! Trebuie sa stii ce lumanare esti ca sa te 'blend in' cu 'craud-ul'!&lt;br /&gt;Si mai sunt lumanarile albe! Alea perfecte care tot ce fac... e perfect! In lumina lor totul se vede clar si inaltator! Lumina pe care o vrei, o cauti si o visezi- lumina dupa care tanjesc lumanarile rosii si bordo! Toate se bucura ca sunt speciale (suntem rosii, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;suntem bordo&lt;/span&gt;), dar toate doresc sa fie albe!&lt;br /&gt;Si mai e un carusel! Se invarte constant, manat de valul de caldura emanat de o lumanare verde cu lumina alba!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1497484399591153475?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1497484399591153475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1497484399591153475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1497484399591153475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1497484399591153475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2011/11/despre-lumanari-rosii-si-bordo.html' title='Despre lumanari rosii si bordo!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7c5utadOemE/TrW9WPbElUI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1IhsRAZosGw/s72-c/candle_wallpaper_candle_1001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-530002693142169013</id><published>2011-09-10T16:54:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T17:08:36.452+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ready 2 go</title><content type='html'>Si am implinit 30 de ani! nu a fost atat de rau! Am fost prinsa intr-un moment in care eram pe stresata, obosita si cumva implinita. Excluzand momentul jenant in care mi-au cantat 'la multi ani', chiar a fost placut! ce e drept am sarbatorit dupa:)))Excursia in Amsterdam m-a ajutat enorm; doar eu cu mine si ceva chestii ajutatoare!&lt;br /&gt;Acum incerc si nu mai spun mereu 'nu'! &lt;br /&gt;M-am schimbat putin...a trebuit, am realizat ce imi lipseste, am pus punct la anumite chestii, m-am ridicat de multe ori si am inceput sa gandesc pozitiv! Ma simt bine fara rani , iar urmele ranilor vindecate au forme frumoase!&lt;br /&gt;Acum sunt pregatita sa vin acasa! Vom vedea cat voi rezista! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-530002693142169013?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/530002693142169013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=530002693142169013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/530002693142169013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/530002693142169013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2011/09/ready-2-go.html' title='ready 2 go'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-367204510403224000</id><published>2010-10-28T01:39:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T02:08:59.306+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Din una in alta.</title><content type='html'>Am gresit! Recunosc!&lt;br /&gt;Am crezut ca daca sunt "scunda" nu pot fi "inalta"!&lt;br /&gt;Am crezut ca nebunia nu imi va fi apreciata!&lt;br /&gt;Am crezut ca trebuie sa muncesti mult pentru tot!&lt;br /&gt;Am crezut ca nu poti fericit daca nu esti complet si ca am crezut ca eu mereu ma insel desi am dreptate!&lt;br /&gt;Recunosc! E tarziu!&lt;br /&gt;Recunosc ca daca eram sluty de mica mai aveam o sansa. Poate atunci as fi incercat viata mai mult, iar pana la varsta asta as fi fost decisa ;si nu ma refer la genul ala de sluty care implica strict partea masculina! Recunosc ca am gresit ca am vizionat numai comedii si filme cu happy ending. Ca nu mi-am permis niciodata sa fiu influentata de filme, carti sau documentare sumbre sau cu o doza de realitate mult prea mare. Mi-am pazit mereu mintea si sufletul de lucruri reci si rele! Am refuzat negativitatea altora stiind ca imi ajunge a mea!&lt;br /&gt;E tarziu! Renunt!&lt;br /&gt;E tarziu in a mai spera ca ceva o sa se intample! Vad ca nimic nu merge cum am citit in cartile alea frumos colorate. E tarziu pentru mine, pentru tara asta si pentru lume!&lt;br /&gt;Renunt! Renunt la tot! La vise, la sperante, la iluzii, la printi pe cai albi, la decizii, la plin, la in a mai cauta fericirea, la....la tot!&lt;br /&gt;Azi renunt la tot. Sper doar, spre binele meu, ca decizia luata sa nu se schimbe! M-am saturat de norisori rozi!&lt;br /&gt;Ciudat e ca sunt un om cu picioarele pe pamant; dar care in secret credea in zane, isi facea iluzii si avea sperante mult prea mari! Decis este ca sunt capabila sa dau sfaturi altora, numai eu daca as fi apta sa-mi deschid urechile si sa ma aud....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-367204510403224000?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/367204510403224000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=367204510403224000' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/367204510403224000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/367204510403224000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2010/10/din-una-in-alta.html' title='Din una in alta.'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-3565572314205911937</id><published>2010-10-21T03:59:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T04:11:17.321+03:00</updated><title type='text'>8 days trip</title><content type='html'>mi-am luat liber la creier! am fost acasa! mi-am folosit parfumul, mi-am purtat hainele, mi-am incaltzat pantofii si cel mai important : mi-am vazut prietenii! prieteni buni de care nu stiam, prieteni buni de care stiam si imi era dor!&lt;br /&gt;Am pus inima pe primul plan si chiar daca am gresit a fost o greseala frumoasa! mai am inca o amintire! amintiri niciodata nu ai destule!&lt;br /&gt;Am vazut Parisul si chiar daca nu l-am auzit l-am simtit- cu tot snobismul, mandria si conservatorismul lui! data viitoare am sa-l si vizitez! Am dat nume cifrelor si am simtit rani adanci! rani ce nu imi sta in putere sa le vindec iar daca mi s-ar da voie as incerca! desi sorti de izbanda nu stiu de as avea!&lt;br /&gt;Am iubit! Am tipat! Am discutat! Am analizat si am mai bifat cateva verbe!&lt;br /&gt;Am aflat de ce am iubit si inca o mai fac!&lt;br /&gt;Am aflat cum a fost cand am fost dezamagita! Am reinviat!&lt;br /&gt;Am incheiat cu pasiune!&lt;br /&gt;Am facut aproape tot ce mi-am propus!&lt;br /&gt;Ei si ce daca am venit cu inima ciobita?!?! Stiu sa o repar! Important e ca am fost fericita! Important ca am avut prieteni langa mine! Oz, Irinel, Bodo, Ana, Ovidiu, Andrei, Mona, Anca, Vlad, Bogdan, George, Adi, Mihaciu si multi multi altii! am fost fericita asa ca nu mai conteaza!&lt;br /&gt;the bad timing was always my thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-3565572314205911937?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3565572314205911937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=3565572314205911937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3565572314205911937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3565572314205911937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2010/10/8-days-trip.html' title='8 days trip'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6920416402186325732</id><published>2010-10-08T05:02:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T05:10:22.605+03:00</updated><title type='text'>un punct</title><content type='html'>Am luat o gura din paharul cu amintiri neplacute!!! Fuck, am uitat cat poate sa doara... ranile nu s-au vindecat! Sper sa nu ma afund in rahatul deja creat. Am sa incerc macar odata sa nu o fac!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6920416402186325732?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6920416402186325732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6920416402186325732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6920416402186325732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6920416402186325732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2010/10/un-punct.html' title='un punct'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-7619733589900611456</id><published>2010-09-18T15:24:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T15:28:09.991+03:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>:))))) rad de doua zile ca fulguta!&lt;br /&gt;felicitari! ai reusit sa imi pui zambetul stupid pe fata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-7619733589900611456?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7619733589900611456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=7619733589900611456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7619733589900611456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7619733589900611456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-8819386709228721480</id><published>2010-08-10T03:51:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T03:56:55.410+03:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>Ieri am vorbit! Nu am uitat ci doar am vrut sa-ti arat cat de tare m-a durut! Nu-mi pare rau, ma bucur chiar ca am reusit sa simt totul atat de intens si sa reusesc sa trec peste. Nu te-am uitat si nu o sa o fac vreodata; ai locul tau!&lt;br /&gt;Azi mi-am dat seama ca oricat as incerca nu pot sa ma 'conserv'! timpul a trecut si eu nu mai arat asa cum aratam, acum, cica, sunt femeie:)))&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atat de relaxata... sushi, sampanie si companie placuta!!! muzica geniala!&lt;br /&gt;just drinking rum to block some of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-8819386709228721480?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/8819386709228721480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=8819386709228721480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8819386709228721480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8819386709228721480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-3376443119943394668</id><published>2010-08-09T09:02:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T09:05:06.472+03:00</updated><title type='text'>dupa mult timp</title><content type='html'>yoy!&lt;br /&gt;Nicosia, Cipru! &lt;br /&gt;Oameni noi- pe care nu ii inteleg, oameni noi pe care greu ii accept!&lt;br /&gt;Vreau acasa! nu stiu de ce! pur si simplu vreau! poate imi e dor sa fac sex, sau poate imi e dor de bors de fasole in paine! poate!&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate imi e dor! &lt;br /&gt;La multi ani Narcis!!! Din inima!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-3376443119943394668?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3376443119943394668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=3376443119943394668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3376443119943394668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3376443119943394668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2010/08/dupa-mult-timp.html' title='dupa mult timp'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6641262129111188914</id><published>2010-05-18T19:29:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:31:41.795+03:00</updated><title type='text'>straine!!! pick up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;imi este dor de tine straine!! nu stiu de ce sau de cum...pur si simplu imi este dor de rasul tau si prietenia ta!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stii ca te iubesc!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6641262129111188914?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6641262129111188914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6641262129111188914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6641262129111188914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6641262129111188914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2010/05/straine-pick-up.html' title='straine!!! pick up!!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-4102581157354786922</id><published>2009-12-06T23:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:46:46.947+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mos Nicolae</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Eu inca mai vreau sa cred in Mos Nicilae si Mos Craciun! Asa ca, in fiecare ajun al mosilor enumerati mai sus, imi verific sarguincios ghetutele, pantofii, adidasii si respectiv bradul. Sunt perfect constienta ca e in van dar totusi nu ma pot abtine sa nu o fac!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Azi dimineata, dupa ce am pus dulciuri in papucii baietilor, am aruncat un ochi si in cizmele mele dar... nimic. Stiam ca e un mare nimic si stiam sigur si precis ca mama nu mi-a mai pus numa' juma' de ciocolata, dar tot am facut-o. De ce?!? Nu stiu sa raspund!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Poate ca nu sunt asa pesimista pe cat credeam si inca mai sper ca intr-o zi, voi gasi cadouri de la Mos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-4102581157354786922?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4102581157354786922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=4102581157354786922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4102581157354786922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4102581157354786922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/12/mos-nicolae.html' title='Mos Nicolae'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6009876012698515406</id><published>2009-10-27T12:25:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:31:53.923+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing new</title><content type='html'>De cand m-am intors am o stare de ... nu stiu ce fel! O stare ciudata care ma nelinisteste. Vreau sa fac ceva dar nu stiu ce, sa incep ceva dar nu stiu cum, sa ma simt intr-un fel dar nu stiu care fel m-ar coafa mai bine! Asa ca totul este posac si tras de par; totul merge din inertie, nimic nu mai este cum era. Totul s-a schimbat dar nu stiu in ce fel.Am ales sa merg cu valul, dar parca si asa dusa in neant nu ma pot lasa. Adica am revenit la vechea dilema, dilema cu pareri diferite despre aceaisi problema, cu o dorinta arzatoare pentru nu stiu ce. Asa ca nothing new o this blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6009876012698515406?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6009876012698515406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6009876012698515406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6009876012698515406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6009876012698515406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing new'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-3900052587860675968</id><published>2009-08-27T16:39:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:46:57.348+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I come home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SpaOOhZacEI/AAAAAAAAALI/hXRhmKpAOns/s1600-h/P7280024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374639585447538754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SpaOOhZacEI/AAAAAAAAALI/hXRhmKpAOns/s320/P7280024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numaratoarea incepe!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Timpul zboara! A zburat frumos....putin rau, putine dezamagiri, multe zile frumoase, cativa oameni minunati si o mana de prieteni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putin timp mai am pana la un bronz cat de cat bronzat;)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu imi iau nici casa , nici masina, nici motor...poate chiar nimic; dar am avut o vacanta de 3 luni care mi-a dat o stare de bine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cautam urmatoarea destinatie! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-3900052587860675968?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3900052587860675968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=3900052587860675968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3900052587860675968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3900052587860675968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-come-home.html' title='I come home!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SpaOOhZacEI/AAAAAAAAALI/hXRhmKpAOns/s72-c/P7280024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-8672706600425139822</id><published>2009-05-29T00:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T00:28:05.669+03:00</updated><title type='text'>''Agurida''</title><content type='html'>Cum ar fi daca atunci cand am muri Dumnezeu ne-ar arata toate oportunitatile pe care ni le-a oferit; toate rascrucile de drumuri, si am vedea toate alegerile gresite pe care le-am facut, sau daca nu gresite cel putin nu pe cele ''perfecte''?!?! Nu ar fi ciudat ca regetul sa tina o eternitate?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-8672706600425139822?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/8672706600425139822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=8672706600425139822' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8672706600425139822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8672706600425139822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/05/agurida.html' title='&apos;&apos;Agurida&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1221671642979786775</id><published>2009-05-26T19:24:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:28:52.917+03:00</updated><title type='text'>azi</title><content type='html'>Eu le-am spus ca prezenta mea nu este necesara dar ei ''Batman/Batman'' asa ca... am facut plaja! Drept urmare m-am ales cu: pielea rosie ca racul, bronz de tractorist, buzele arse si febra. Normal ca am facut insolatie, de ce nu as face?!?!. Nu am sa inteleg niciodata de ce fac insolatie, nu sunt nici blonda nici bruneta nici alta culoare care atrage soarele dar... Maine la facultate sa vorbesc cu al doilea profesor pervers. Numaratoarea a ajuns la 3. Clar nu intru in licenta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1221671642979786775?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1221671642979786775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1221671642979786775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1221671642979786775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1221671642979786775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/05/azi.html' title='azi'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2683275871720548808</id><published>2009-05-16T12:57:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:03:03.102+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Love my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/Sg6POWioKRI/AAAAAAAAALA/XNemZ2-Qvhs/s1600-h/1452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336360085212375314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/Sg6POWioKRI/AAAAAAAAALA/XNemZ2-Qvhs/s320/1452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;''...2 oameni ce au o relatie de prietenie mai speciala.'' Am atat de putini prieteni care stiu sa-mi fie prieteni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2683275871720548808?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2683275871720548808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2683275871720548808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2683275871720548808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2683275871720548808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-my-friends.html' title='Love my friends'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/Sg6POWioKRI/AAAAAAAAALA/XNemZ2-Qvhs/s72-c/1452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1604397869862550660</id><published>2009-05-14T11:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:20:37.444+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunt la un pas de licenta si intr-o mocirla de restante! Sa 'le las la sfarsit' acum nu mai pare o idee geniala. Si cum toate nu pot sa mearga decat prost intampin greutati pe traseu. Cand au hotarat mosnegii de cinjdeani ca daca se dau la o studenta si o hartuiesc cinspe minute in birou o sa fie bine?? Am renuntat la gandul ca voi da licenta in vara din cauza unui bou. Sper doar ca intr-un final nu va fi atat de idiot sa mai incerce odata! Pana una alta o alta dimineata cu ceai negru fara lapte si un moral infestat de gripa porcina!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1604397869862550660?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1604397869862550660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1604397869862550660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1604397869862550660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1604397869862550660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunt-la-un-pas-de-licenta-si-intr-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2443313620502167985</id><published>2009-05-14T01:55:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T03:01:01.087+03:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEEN si FREDDIE MERCURY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/Sgteu-wJLII/AAAAAAAAAK4/8zYGaBpqvdU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335462344762403970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/Sgteu-wJLII/AAAAAAAAAK4/8zYGaBpqvdU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prima formatie de care m-am indragostit a fost QUEEN !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama este fan QUEEN si avea grija sa cumpere casetele ce apreau, sa asculte mai mereu si a inceput sa-mi placa! Era o voce care imi facea pielea de gaina si nu intelegeam de ce... o voce &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=797stdNKvG0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;facuta in rai &lt;/a&gt;de catre ingeri blonzi cu carliontzi perfecti Tata si-a inregistrat pe vechiul magnetofon &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O7hBhhmLGEA"&gt;''The Invisible man''&lt;/a&gt;- melodie ce imi punea sangele in miscare mai ceva ca 1o doze de Redbull. Asa ca in bucatarie se asculau casetele si restul casei rasuna cu benzile lui tata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In frumoasele si iubitele mele vacante la bunici verisorul meu Vasilica( :))-ce batai imi mai dadea :))) imi facea in ciuda cu colectia lui de casete! O adevarata colectie QUEEN si Freddie Mercury! Mi-a explicat ce gen de muzica ascultam eu, cine erau componentii, poze cu fiecare in parte si ce altceva as mai putea asculta ca sa inteleg muzica. Atunci a fost perioada in care sa devin detectiv nu mai ma coafa si se nastea in mine dorinta de a deveni ''tobosar''- vroiam sa fiu la fel ca Roger Taylor... Invatatul englezii a devenit si el un obiectiv de important- vroiam sa intzeleg versurile! Simpla ascultare a ''muzicii'' nu mi se mai parea interesanta, vroiam sa aflu de unde le-a venit 'muzica'! Mai apoi caiete intregi cu versuri ce erau traduse ulterior, au inceput sa apara printre caietele de matematica si romana. Articole decupate, embleme, mazgalit caietele de mate si romana cu QuEeN si Freddie Mercury! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am plans ca un copil cand am aflat ca Freddie a murit! Eram unul, unul ce suferea enorm! Mi s-a explicat de ce a murit de catre matusa mea. Nu i-am taiat placerea de a-mi explica ce e SIDA si ce inseamna 'homosexual'- poate asta e motivul pentru care niciodata nu m-am speriat de cuvantul acesta si de imagine ce mi-o oferea- faptul ca un om atat de mare ca al meu Freddie a fost asa, nu are cum sa fie un lucru rau! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mult timp dupa asta ii sarbatoream ziua de nastere, plangeam la data in care murisera, purtam doliu si imi faceam adevarate zile QUEEN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melodia mea preferata a ramas dealungul timpului ''&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gawTKyeTrFU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Innuendo&lt;/a&gt;''! Albumul meu preferat este ''Innuendo''. Albumul ''Hot Space'' mi s-a parut un cocktail atat de bine imbinat incat niciodata nu plecam in discoteca fara sa il ascult! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MMz-wi50ACU"&gt;'Killer Queen'&lt;/a&gt;- o melodie sexy 'imbracata' in ciorapi cu cusatura la spate, corset negru si inaltata pe tocuri, cu un mers atat de sexy incat intrebarea: ''Wanna try?'' isi gaseste un raspuns imediat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EceOhfqYQhw"&gt;''Too much love will kill you''&lt;/a&gt;- nu o simt decat cu o cutie de inghetata; a trecut cu mine prin kilograme de ingetata :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YOJPvxgkvn8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;''These Are The Days Of Our Lives'&lt;/a&gt;'- offff :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=58CJih1iYC0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;''Don't stop me now''&lt;/a&gt;- E MELODIA MEA VESELA :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OgK_keIJq-4"&gt;''Who Wants to Live Forever''&lt;/a&gt;- Cea mai frumoasa declaratie de dragoste!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uMGjN8-9IG0"&gt;''I was born to love you''&lt;/a&gt;- inca o declaratie de dragoste superba, poate vreodata...poate (Cris asta iti suna cunoscuta? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ph7rRSNpvMg"&gt;''Love Me Like There's No Tomorrow''&lt;/a&gt;- incheierea :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In mare am crescut cu QUEEN si o sa fiu mereu o devoratoare a ceea ce ne-au putut oferi cei patru 'regine' ai muzicii rock! Sunt mult prea multe melodii pe care le ador si care imi induc anumite stari si trairi. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=irp8CNj9qBI"&gt;Cunoscute&lt;/a&gt; sau &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K4aDkLTH3ug&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;nu prea &lt;/a&gt;muzica lor mereu o sa prinda viata odata cu generatiile ce vor veni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.: accentul 'pure british' a lui Freddie a dat o alta rezonanta versurilor, melodiilor si englezei din capul meu de copil, la momentul respectiv!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2443313620502167985?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2443313620502167985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2443313620502167985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2443313620502167985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2443313620502167985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/05/queen-si-freddie-mercury.html' title='QUEEN si FREDDIE MERCURY'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/Sgteu-wJLII/AAAAAAAAAK4/8zYGaBpqvdU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-3773142208090879482</id><published>2009-05-14T00:37:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:03:17.026+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In my defence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In my defence what is there to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;All the mistakes we made must be faced today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It's not easy now knowing where to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;While the world we love tears itself apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm just a singer with a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How can I try to right the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For just a singer with a melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm caught in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;With a fading dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In my defence what is there to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We destroy the love - it's our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We never listen enough never face the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then like a passing song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Love is here and then it's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm just a singer with a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How can I try to right the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For just a singer with a melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm caught in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;With a fading dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm just a singer with a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How can I try to right the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm just a singer with a melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm caught in between with a fading dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Caught in between with a fading dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Caught in between with a fading dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh what on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh what on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How do I try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do we live or die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh help me God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Please help me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If i have do it all again? Why not?? But i will do it slightly different !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still love you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E atat de simplu incat cateodata uitam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-3773142208090879482?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FNs362TcR2Y' title='In my defence'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FNs362TcR2Y' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3773142208090879482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=3773142208090879482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3773142208090879482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3773142208090879482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-my-defence.html' title='In my defence'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-7672769986141661201</id><published>2009-05-13T23:53:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:36:48.203+03:00</updated><title type='text'>fake life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vBD5KGIr6R8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;...only fools make this rulles sooooo i will stop to try so hard!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Şi cand te-ai saturat sa incerci sa faci totul perfect şi sa incerci sa mulţumeşti pe toata lumea... iţi iei lumea in cap şi te juri ca o sa faci numai ce vei crede tu de cuviinţa, ca numai parerile tale vor conta, ca examenul ''lecţie de viaţa'' va fi luata pe drept şi ca daca te vei lovi de ceva nu vei fi suparat pentru ca deciziile sunt doar ale tale şi cum nu poţi fi suparat pe tine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Şi te trezesti ca ceri pareri, ca incerci sa trişezi la examen şi ca atunci cand te-ai lovit te uiţi in jur cautand un ţap ispasitor; inţelegi atunci ca te poţi supara pe tine şi poţi chiar ramane suparat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Inţelegi atunci ca e mai placut sa ceri sfatul cuiva, ca ţi se poate oferi o alta perspectiva a lucrurilor, ca numai este nevoie sa trişezi deoarece ai cu cine invaţa şi ca e mai placut sa spui: ''E DOAR vina TA!! Daca nu te ascultam... ''. Dar chiar şi asa... regulile le faci tu, ŢI le faci tu şi tot tu aplici pedepsele. Un mic ştuţ cu ochii albaştri!! ;)) atat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-7672769986141661201?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7672769986141661201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=7672769986141661201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7672769986141661201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7672769986141661201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='fake life'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-8850259911532883906</id><published>2009-03-19T20:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:11:44.590+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrisoare cate un strain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Inima ta arata perfect, dar nu mi-as schimba niciodata inima cu a ta. Vezi tu, fiecare cicatrice din  inima mea reprezinta o persoana careia i-am daruit dragostea mea - rup o bucata din inima mea si o dau omului de langa mine, care adesea imi da in schimb o bucata din inima lui, ce e perfecta locului ramas gol in inima mea. Dar pentru ca bucatile nu sunt masurate la milimetru, raman margini colturoase, pe care eu le pretuiesc nespus de mult, deoarece imi amintesc de dragostea pe care am impartasit-o cu cel de langa mine si acelasi timp de faptul ca nu suntem perfecti unul pentru altul, ca nu ne nastem asa - ne adaptam. Uneori am daruit bucati din inima mea unor oameni care nu mi-au dat nimic in schimb, nici macar o bucatica din inima lor.  Acestea sunt ranile deschise din inima mea, gaurile negre - a-i iubi pe cei din jurul tau implica intotdeauna un oarecare risc. Si desi aceste rani sangereaza inca si ma dor, ele imi amintesc de dragostea ce am purtat-o pentru acei oameni; si, cine stie, s-ar putea ca intr-o zi sa se intoarca la mine si sa-mi umple locurile goale cu bucati din inimile lor.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Intelegi acum, dragul meu, care este adevarata frumusete a inimii?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-8850259911532883906?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/8850259911532883906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=8850259911532883906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8850259911532883906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8850259911532883906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/03/scrisoare-cate-un-strain.html' title='Scrisoare cate un strain'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-7159872698442064400</id><published>2009-03-12T10:26:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:02:27.122+02:00</updated><title type='text'>back to basic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SbjOlSMkEqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Q1DCl-Rv120/s1600-h/42-18755300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312222900418515618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SbjOlSMkEqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Q1DCl-Rv120/s320/42-18755300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tot am senzatia ca ceva bun se va intampla si ca toate chestiile nasoale duc catre ceva bun- TREBUIE:)) Vreau sa presimt un sentiment de usurare care va veni cat de curand. Pana atunci incerc sa-mi pun in ordine prioritatzile si sa ma intorc la basics needs. Asa ca: pentru a-mi termina facultatea (adica pt a lua restantzele ca sa pot da licentza in vara :P ) tre sa renuntz la 'luxul' si placerea de a locui singura- too expensiv; tot pentru asta trebuie sa renunt la shopping- nu sunt o cumparatoare inraita dar am mici placeri vinovate si destul de scumpe ;asa ca ''reinventam'' vechea garderoba); iesirile in oras se vor tria si ele; am renuntat si la dorinta de a-mi mai recupera datoriile. Nota personala: NU MAI IMPRUMUTA! desi cu banii aiai ti-ai fi putut lua 2 Boston terrieri adorabili! :( Ramane inca in picioare planul de a pleca undeva de ziua mea cu fetele si sa filmam ''girls gone wild'' partea a cata o fi pana la vara:))&lt;br /&gt;M-am bucurat deasemenea sa vad ca imi citeste lumea prostioarele si ca va mai pasa de mine. E un sentiment placut sa descoperi (asa cum am mai spus) oameni dragi- prieteni- carora inca le mai pasa de tine. Dar gata despre voi:))) sa revenim la mine:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;......si am iesit!!putin mai tarziu decat prevedeam dar niciodata nu e prea tarziu! Imi pare rau pentru situatia creata dar in acelasi timp imi pare bine pt binele ce mi-a facut. Adica am reusit sa fiu si eu egoista, sa ma gandesc la mine si numai la mine fara sa-mi pese de sentimentele celorlalte persoane implicate, in acelasi timp nu inteleg de ce mereu tind sa o dau in bara:)))) incepe sa fie amuzant.Am constatat clar ca nu pot face nimic, asa sunt eu, si orice incercare de a ascunde asta are repercusiuni grave asupra psihicului meu, asa ca .... fuck it!:))but, i was up baby, up in the sky! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-7159872698442064400?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7159872698442064400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=7159872698442064400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7159872698442064400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7159872698442064400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-basic.html' title='back to basic'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SbjOlSMkEqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Q1DCl-Rv120/s72-c/42-18755300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1657548253470573745</id><published>2009-03-12T10:19:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:04:28.499+02:00</updated><title type='text'>8 martie slash 8 martie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SbjQDRB6IBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/x5xDwJox0bw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312224515013091346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SbjQDRB6IBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/x5xDwJox0bw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;emotzii. mesaje. clyde. plecare. surpriza. lumanari. lalele. petale de lalele. si ai multe lalele. somon. cina. surpriza. tocuri. dantela. dorinta. pasiune. fetisuri. parfum. pijamale. plecare. slash. somn. amintiri. somn. trandafir. sentimente. controlare. gatit. somn. film. somn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1657548253470573745?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1657548253470573745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1657548253470573745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1657548253470573745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1657548253470573745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/03/8-martie-slash-8-martie.html' title='8 martie slash 8 martie'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SbjQDRB6IBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/x5xDwJox0bw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-4741272475283092697</id><published>2009-02-19T00:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T01:05:49.821+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre lucruri nevorbite, violuri, lalele si pitici!</title><content type='html'>Mirata si scarbita de ce se intampla in jurul meu incerc sa-mi gasesc indeletniciri demne de vesnice pomeniri! Sunt multe subiecte pe care am refuzat sa le deschid: Bourbon-ul, Laura si altele de acest gen! Am aflat cu deosebita placere ca sunt mai mult de 5 oameni care imi citesc din cand in cand postarile si ca o dovada de respect nici nu am sa abordez pe larg aceste subiecte.&lt;br /&gt;Totul incepe acum 2 ani cand nu aveam de munca; Emil m-a sunat , Alin m-a sunat, m-am angajat, m-au jucat, am incercat, m-am implicat, am plans, am invatzat, am urat, am plecat, m-a intors, s-a inchis. E simplu ca buna ziua si nu merita dezvoltat prea mult. Tin sa precizez ca pt 2 ani si al loc a fost cumva casa mea, colegii aia care te uita au fost familia mea si ca in familia mea o sa ma cert mereu cu fiecare, dar la fiecare am sa tin mereu intr-un fel.&lt;br /&gt;Laura a fost prietena mea timp de 5-6 ani...ne stim de vreo 9. S-a intamplat sa nu mai lucram impreuna si asta sa duca la o racire. Una de bun augur pentru ambele parti. O prietenie se bazeaza pe onestitate, sinceritate si franchetze. In urma acestui divort am aflat ca sunt o persoana care influentzeaza negativ, pe perioade lungi de timp, oamenii din jurul ei si ca orice ar face altzii eu sunt de vina.&lt;br /&gt;In urma acestei separari mi-am regasit prietenii si am descoperit printi!:) Unii buni care te adora , unii buni care asteapta sa te f**a! Tu ii alegi in functie de nevoile personale din ziua respectiva.:D&lt;br /&gt;Am aflat iarasi ca nu potzi sa ai pretentzia ca prietenii tai sa te cunoasca dupa mai multzi ani , ci ca tre sa le explici cum esti tu in diferitele si ciudatele situatzii in care te regasesti pe parcursul anilor. De la prietenii regasiti am aflat ca niciodata nu o sa avem grija de cei de langa noi, pt ca ii iubim prea mult asa ca ei sunt primele persoane ce scapa neobservate.&lt;br /&gt;Am mai aflat ca si blonzii sunt frumosi:))) si ca orice gest de afectiune poate fi 'mortal'. Mori in ochii tai. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Am mai aflat ca pot sa te iubesc ca om si sa-ti spun asta in fatza si mereu ai sa o interpretezi gresit pt ca ti-o spun pe mess&lt;/span&gt;; iar atunci cand ai o intanlire importanta tre sa fii relaxat- in felul asta nu vei mai pune intrebari de femeie si vei rade ca proasta! deci : &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;let's get high&lt;/span&gt;!!:))&lt;br /&gt;Ca daca crezi ca puteai muri o suni pe mama sa-i spui ca o iubesti si ea te intreaba: 'ce ai mai facut?' deci nu e bine sa le spui la persoane la 9 dimineatza 'te iubesc'- poate fi usor interpretabil!Ca mi-as face 2 zile de vacantza pana in Salzburg and back numai ca sa il vad, declar iubire eterna si &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;viola&lt;/span&gt; pe Roland :P&lt;br /&gt;Am invatzat sa fac dreaduri!:D- teoretic cel putzin.&lt;br /&gt;Am constentizat ca &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;imi lipsesc lalelele&lt;/span&gt; si vorbele de duh. Ca imi lipsesc cel mai mult lalelele! Ca anul trecut pe vremea asta nu simtzeam pamantul sub picioare, ca zburam , radiam si faceam mult sex! Ca ar trebui sa reincep sa fac mult sex:)))&lt;br /&gt;Am mai aflat ca sunt 'naspa' cu barbatii, iar faptul ca pup, salut si vorbesc cu lumea nu ma face o diplomata ci o curva! :) asa ca mi-am propus sa raman o curva!:))&lt;br /&gt;Ca dupa ce-mi dau aparatul dentar jos imi va fi dor sa am buze.&lt;br /&gt;Ca nu totzi printzii au cal alb si ca nu se gasesc pe toate drumurile....&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;si ca imi place maxim sa nu imi mai pun ideile in ordine!:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-4741272475283092697?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4741272475283092697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=4741272475283092697' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4741272475283092697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4741272475283092697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/02/despre-lucruri-nevorbite-violuri-lalele.html' title='Despre lucruri nevorbite, violuri, lalele si pitici!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1687989104424431650</id><published>2009-01-21T09:24:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:33:45.705+02:00</updated><title type='text'>cuestion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Am si eu o intrebare. Am inca o intrebare. Am si inca o intrebare.&lt;br /&gt;La emisiunile matinale aia care aplauda si rad ca ....fericitii sunt platiti mai bine? Si la cat naibii se trezesc? Si de ce la fiecare emisiune tre sa fie o fatuca care o face pe 'proasta' ? pt ca nu cred ca sunt asa proaste.... nu cred asta.&lt;br /&gt;Si mai am si inca o intrebare: dac vi s-ar oferi un job de 'umputura' in care fisa contractului e obligatoriu sa faci pe prostu, ati accepta??&lt;br /&gt;Nu am facut niciodata din 'blog'-ul meu ceva interactiv dar ma uit la tv acum si chiar sunt curioasa de ce mai cred si alte persoane, ca de parerea mea sunt satula! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1687989104424431650?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1687989104424431650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1687989104424431650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1687989104424431650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1687989104424431650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/cuestion.html' title='cuestion'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2683297189099553164</id><published>2009-01-21T07:41:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:50:18.838+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cappucino ca 'Ma bucur sa te revad!'</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293618792880927666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SXa2Ps3_87I/AAAAAAAAAKI/39OT73GouOM/s320/PC150013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Iasi ora 06.30; nu pot sa dorm! Am incercat asta toata noaptea si intr-un final am renuntat, asa ca mi-am facut un ceai negru cu lapte, mi-am luat laptopul in brate, mi-am scos cursurile si am decis sa ma calmez. Cand am pus capul pe perna eram linistita si calma, dar mi-a venit ceva in cap, ceva ce m-a deranjat, dar am incercat sa nu bag de seama in momentul in care am auzit vestea. In fine!&lt;br /&gt;Mereu am zis despre mine ca sunt ciudata; am batut fierul pe chestia asta pana cand mi-am intiparit bine asta in cap: 'Esti o ciudata nemernica!!'. Am facut-o ca scuza pentru mine si pentru altii. In felul asta nu trebuie sa dau explicatii pt actiunile mele. Sunt o persoana care e destul de schimbatoare vis-a-vis de sentimentele si parerea ei asupra unor persoane- pot in secunda asta sa fiu topita dupa tine ca om si a doua zi sa te gasesc total neinteresant sau mai mult: dezamagitor de 'om'. Si in timp am facut asta de multe ori. Ce e drept am incetat in a mai judeca persoanele de la prima vedere, le mai dau si o a doua 'vedere' si daca simt ca merita si o a treia; si cred ca asta e un lucru bun!Urasc sa fiu mintita! Urasc sa fiu criticata fara ca acele critici sa aiba un fundament real, fara ca acele critici sa-mi prezinte fapte si urasc cand se vede numai paiul din ochiul meu si parul ALA MAAAARE...nu! Urasc sa mi scoata lumea vorbe. Urasc sa tac cand eu stiu ca am ceva de spus! Si URASC ca ma insel in privinta oamenilor!&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cum ma stiu, nu sunt o persoana prea sociabila si exista persoane pe care nu le inghit nici cu apa minerala ,dar asta nu inseamna ca ma port nesimtit sau necuvincios. Am un mare respect pentru 'varsta' iar daca o persoana este mai mare chiar si cu 2 ani decat mine o tratez altfel pentru ca stiu sigur ca are mai multe cunostinte decat mine cu cel putin un an.Dar cu bucurie in suflet pot spune ca sunt o persoana care se dedica in ceea ce face. Indiferent de ce ar fi vorba. Si o betie o duc pana la capat :), nu o las asa suspendata in aer, cat despre prostiile pe care le fac ori sunt masive si distructive ori nu sunt deloc. :P&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a placut ospataria pentru ca m-a ajutat sa nu mai fiu asa timida, sa nu mai fug (literalmente) pe celalat trotur cand ma intanlesc cu un baiat care imi placea, ca m-a ajutat sa interactionez cu oamenii, ca mi-am dat seama ca oamenii te pot aprecia pentru ce esti si nu pentru ceea ce arati, pentru ca mai mult conteaza cum asezi hainele pe tine si nu neaparat daca sunt de firma, pt ca am prins mai mult curaj sa vorbesc cu lumea in general! Iubesc barmania pentru ca bunica mea a fost 'fata de bar' in Bucuresti desi (Dumnezeu sa o odihneasca in pace) a avut doar doua clase si era de la tara, pentru ca imi place sa am locul meu, pentru ca atunci cand sunt in bar ma simt libera, pentru ca imi plac oamenii care se uita la tine intr-un fel placut in momentul in care ii servesti frumos, pentru ca le pot vedea fetele si grimasele in momentul in care le servesti un cocktail care le place sau nu le displace. Iar daca nu le place te fac sa devii si mai inventiv. Pentru ca niciodata nu mi-am gasit cuvintele sau gandurile sa-mi dau seama de ce imi place! Stiu doar ca iubesc chestia asta si daca toata lumea are hobby-uri al meu asta este!&lt;br /&gt;Am deviat mult de la subiectul pe care doream cu ardoare sa il abordez dar poate e mai bine asa... Oamenii sunt 'fake' si nu o sa se schimbe niciodata. Faptul ca nu mai fac ce-mi place mi-a adus multe dezavantaje, dar si avantaje. Am aflat ca oamenii nu pot observa din gesturi marute ca ii placi, ca iti sunt dragi ci trebuie doar sa ii pupi in fund si sa le spui:'Te plac! Din acest moment esti prietenul meu cel mai bun!' ! O sa dezamagesc multa lume, dar asta nu se va intampla!&lt;br /&gt;Faptul ca am fost plecata este cel mai bun lucru ce mi s-a intamplat vreodata; m-a facut sa-mi pierd persoanele carora le faceam cappucino ca 'Ma bucur sa te revad!'- cu drag! Unele chiar nu meritau migala mea :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2683297189099553164?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2683297189099553164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2683297189099553164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2683297189099553164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2683297189099553164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/cappucino-ca-ma-bucur-sa-te-revad.html' title='Cappucino ca &apos;Ma bucur sa te revad!&apos;'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SXa2Ps3_87I/AAAAAAAAAKI/39OT73GouOM/s72-c/PC150013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6011337707015431131</id><published>2009-01-12T04:45:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T05:04:57.488+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Culori</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWqzFBL3WEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/HO_TP0li9nI/s1600-h/de+la+mine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290237611098986562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWqzFBL3WEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/HO_TP0li9nI/s320/de+la+mine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fost duminica. A fost o zi mareata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Buze moi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Goliciune&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dorinta&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hormoni&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Soare&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Aer curat si rece&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;'Untouched' la maxim pe repeat&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Glume&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Usa&lt;/span&gt;. Liniste. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Caldut&lt;/span&gt;. Melodie. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Satisfactie&lt;/span&gt;. Nanic. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Atb&lt;/span&gt;. Ciorba. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dragoste&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tremur&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Vina&lt;/span&gt;. Consolare. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Departare&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Glume&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Prietena&lt;/span&gt;. Relatarea intamplarilor din ultimile zile. &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Durere de cap&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Neliniste&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Om care nu-ti face bine&lt;/span&gt;. Film. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Buze moi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Prieteni&lt;/span&gt;. Rasete. Blocaj. &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Ciuda&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Om care nu-ti face bine&lt;/span&gt;. Decizii. Discutii. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Acasa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Griji&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;'Untouched' in surdina pe repeat&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ganduri&lt;/span&gt;. Intrebari. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Om care nu-ti face bine&lt;/span&gt;. Uitare. Liniste. SOMN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6011337707015431131?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6011337707015431131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6011337707015431131' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6011337707015431131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6011337707015431131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/culori.html' title='Culori'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWqzFBL3WEI/AAAAAAAAAKA/HO_TP0li9nI/s72-c/de+la+mine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1282705289999548971</id><published>2009-01-07T14:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:09:51.464+02:00</updated><title type='text'>6,,4,3,2,1, La Multi Ani!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWSonZvGbtI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KWz9xNuu4A0/s1600-h/IMG_3476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288537257316609746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWSonZvGbtI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KWz9xNuu4A0/s320/IMG_3476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWSonEj_rJI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QvelwQA7YAA/s1600-h/IMG_3483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288537251632884882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWSonEj_rJI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QvelwQA7YAA/s320/IMG_3483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWSomk_hswI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oeY48QAVudc/s1600-h/IMG_3416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288537243158426370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWSomk_hswI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oeY48QAVudc/s320/IMG_3416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWSolyagpHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EV4qSbq87rw/s1600-h/IMG_3412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288537229581395058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWSolyagpHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EV4qSbq87rw/s320/IMG_3412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Un nou an, poate noi inceputuri. Mai intai de toate clasicul 'La Multi Ani!' plini de fericire si sanatate! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Suntem in 2009 si mie nu-mi creeaza vreo senzatie aparte. Sarbatorile nu mai sunt ce erau si asta cred ca observa toata lumea. Inainte aveau alt haz si parca mai simteai un fior ceva; acum nimic. Tin minte doar : 6,5,4,3,2,1, La Multi Ani! si eu cu geanta in mana: 'Gata?!?!'...Slim ridica paharul si zice cu o voce plictisita: 'Da'....apoi pupaturile. Eram in Sibiu. Nu aveam chef de lume cunoscuta. Eram eu si fetele. Trebuia sa fiu in Austria, dar in schimb am ramas 'blocata' aici. Un alt motiv sa fiu suparata pe oamenii aia 'fake'. La anul poate. La anul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Am vrut ca 2009 sa ma gaseasca in casa noua:) si bine am facut; este o karma placuta aici. E mic, comod si liniste. E bun asa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gata...scriu rar si putin, nu am inspiratie si sincer nu fortez lucrurile...cand o fi o fi. Pana una alta ma intorc la scoala mea. Si asta o spun cu un entuziasm maxim :)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Va pup si va urez indeplinirea tuturor dorintelor :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1282705289999548971?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1282705289999548971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1282705289999548971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1282705289999548971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1282705289999548971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/64321-la-multi-ani.html' title='6,,4,3,2,1, La Multi Ani!!!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SWSonZvGbtI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KWz9xNuu4A0/s72-c/IMG_3476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1449778550994230632</id><published>2008-12-19T22:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T15:08:48.196+02:00</updated><title type='text'>povestea pinguinului</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Sunt dezamagita! Iar, pentru a nu mai stiu a cata oara. Sunt dezamagita de mine!&lt;br /&gt;Sunt de parere ca daca macar o singura persoana incearca ceva, va atrage si alte spersoane sa incerce si se va creea o reactie in lant, iar impreuna am putea schimba lumea. Idealistic, dar inca mai cred in bunatatea oamenilor si sansa noastra de a ne schimba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Un prieten mi-a spus ca daca arunci gunoiul la intamplare, moare un pinguin&lt;/span&gt;:D... nu mai arunc nimic aiurea! Chiar reciclez!:D I'm proud of my self! El a reusit sa influenteze pe cineva. Si-a salvat pinguinul! Mi-a salvat pinguinul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Un alt prieten nu da doi bani pe chestia asta asa ca daca vrem sa aruncam ceva ii dam lui - sa moara pinguinul lui.:)) GLUUUUMA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta am incercat si eu - sa influentez anumite persoane in ideea de a nu mai fi asa superficiali, dar se pare ca tre sa moara ceva, ca lumea sa te asculte! Am incercat sa fac bine- a iesit prost. Asta numai din cauza oamenilor care incearca sa para mai inteligenti citind printre randuri. NU SUNTETI!! NU MAI INCERCATI!!! Sunteti doar niste oameni care au prea multa putere si indraznesc sa si-o exercite asupra celorlati din jur! Asta ma afecteaza de asta am incercat sa schimb ceva- pentru ca ma afecteaza! Pentru ca nu cred ca oi fi eu aia care ii va trezi la realitate. Dar macar daca eu sunt fair-play fata de voi... si voi ati putea! Si poate odata cu mine nu vor mai suferi si alte persoane de pe urma prostiei voastre!&lt;br /&gt;Dar cine pusca mea sunt eu sa cred ca daca le arati ca nu e logic, nu e bine, nu e corect, nu e cinstit, nu e bun, ei vor intelege? Niste fustrati notorii- asta sunteti! Fustrati si ipocriti! DAR....DAR ei au reusit, in idiotenia lor, sa creeze o reactie in lant; au reusit sa ma faca sa-mi doresc sa fiu ca ei: indiferenta, superficiala, ignoranta si ipocrita! M-au influentat!&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu daca o sa pot, dar am sa incerc, numai ca o sa incerc pe voi, ceata de oi!&lt;br /&gt;Am sa incetez.&lt;br /&gt;NU MERITA! Cochilia lor de prostie e atat de perfecta incat...Cat de ipocrit potzi sa fii sa ma mai saluti dupa ce mi-ai infipt sabia in spate?!?!?! Cat de ipocrit potzi sa fii sa-mi zambesti si MACAR SA INDRAZNESTI sa te interesezi de sanatatea mea??! Cat de idiot poti sa fii sa crezi ca eu o sa te iert vreodata?!? DEZGUSTATA. DEZAMAGITA. INGRETOSATA.&lt;br /&gt;Niste idioti carora eu le-am oferit increderea mea.&lt;br /&gt;Dar in rest e bine! Cica prietenii te cauta doar daca au nevoie de ceva; asa ca mergand pe acest principiu, ma bucur ca prietenii mei sunt bine:) ca au grija de pinguinii lor si le se rupe de pinguinul meu:))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stiu ca pentru multi nu are logica....pt mine are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1449778550994230632?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1449778550994230632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1449778550994230632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1449778550994230632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1449778550994230632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/12/povestea-pinguinului.html' title='povestea pinguinului'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-7880931002735424335</id><published>2008-12-18T15:07:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:32:31.240+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Visez!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SUpQqNE1fSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Qgt5n3cQ6xY/s1600-h/NIKON+D300+-+DSC_5365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SUpQqNE1fSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Qgt5n3cQ6xY/s320/NIKON+D300+-+DSC_5365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281122199039999266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visez la ziua in care nu o sa-mi mai fie dor, la ziua in care sentimentele mele vor fi clare- albe sau ...negre; la ziua in care o sa ne intanlim si la momentul in care eu voi fi nevoita sa zambesc desi as vrea doar sa te opresc si sa-ti pun un sir lung de intrebari care au nevoie de un raspuns! Intrebari care ma macina si ma ranesc!&lt;br /&gt;Visez la ziua in care lumea nu va mai fi asa &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CpaOYRi8D4"&gt;fake&lt;/a&gt;, iar comportamentul lor va afisa simtirile lor! La ziua in care zambetul va fi doar zambet ci nu cutzit infipt miseleste in spate!&lt;br /&gt;Visez la ziua in care prietenii vor reusi iar sa-ti atinga sufletul si il vor iubi chiar daca are ceva pete negre!&lt;br /&gt;Visez la ziua in care oamenii vor fi mai buni si la ziua in care vom fi fericitzi! &lt;br /&gt;La momentul in care inima mea o va lua iar razna si se va indragosti; se va indragosti sincer si curat si va iubi sincer si curat!&lt;br /&gt;Ce e drept visez ca proasta!&lt;br /&gt;Cu totii visam; ce e drept la lucruri diferite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-7880931002735424335?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7880931002735424335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=7880931002735424335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7880931002735424335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7880931002735424335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/12/visez.html' title='Visez!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SUpQqNE1fSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Qgt5n3cQ6xY/s72-c/NIKON+D300+-+DSC_5365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-7497028028155389632</id><published>2008-11-28T04:33:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T15:17:48.253+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Craciunul meu</title><content type='html'>Copilaria mea avea alt miros, alte haine, alte suferinte, alta muzica, alte iubiri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imi lipsesc anii aia frumosi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarbatorile erau altfel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E primul Craciun pe care nu il petrec cu el, dupa atatia ani! Va fi ciudat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-7497028028155389632?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7497028028155389632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=7497028028155389632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7497028028155389632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7497028028155389632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/11/craciunul-meu.html' title='Craciunul meu'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6300336157226099246</id><published>2008-11-06T18:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:56:25.208+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Comitetul:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0ZMSHJs0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/awUC__N6Ti8/s1600-h/Romanita%27s+good-bye+(36).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277402037159048002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0ZMSHJs0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/awUC__N6Ti8/s320/Romanita%27s+good-bye+(36).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0ZMB8NMHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/id_VIrHcYP0/s1600-h/Romanita%27s+good-bye+(29).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277402032818172018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0ZMB8NMHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/id_VIrHcYP0/s320/Romanita%27s+good-bye+(29).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0X02xcRiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jd-yfVNIbUE/s1600-h/IMG_2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277400535171614242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0X02xcRiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jd-yfVNIbUE/s320/IMG_2018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0Xtla535I/AAAAAAAAAIs/hj6oFGQgpBE/s1600-h/IMG_2017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277400410254598034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0Xtla535I/AAAAAAAAAIs/hj6oFGQgpBE/s320/IMG_2017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0Xrz4Jz2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/D1-NllbDAEY/s1600-h/IMG_2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277400379775635298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0Xrz4Jz2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/D1-NllbDAEY/s320/IMG_2015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0XrgNwJ5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/mYM8Mha3af4/s1600-h/IMG_2012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277400374497519506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0XrgNwJ5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/mYM8Mha3af4/s320/IMG_2012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0Xra5ft9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/hRAoRhtdQM0/s1600-h/IMG_1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277400373070378962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0Xra5ft9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/hRAoRhtdQM0/s320/IMG_1972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0XrEENA4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/6-QFTnxEA50/s1600-h/IMG_1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277400366941275010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0XrEENA4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/6-QFTnxEA50/s320/IMG_1966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aseara erau totzi in bar! erau asa frumosi si imi umpleau inima de bucurie! Bro' era asa frumos :*&lt;br /&gt;Aseara a fost frumos o sa pun poze cat de curand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cum intre timp am mai reusit sa auc catva poze....am reusit sa pun poze de la diferite petreceri ale noastre!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6300336157226099246?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6300336157226099246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6300336157226099246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6300336157226099246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6300336157226099246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/11/comitetulp.html' title='Comitetul:P'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/ST0ZMSHJs0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/awUC__N6Ti8/s72-c/Romanita%27s+good-bye+(36).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6724222450121127657</id><published>2008-10-23T01:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:35:08.970+02:00</updated><title type='text'>revenim la cutitul de zest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Azi (22) am fost fericita...dar mi-a trecut!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6724222450121127657?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6724222450121127657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6724222450121127657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6724222450121127657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6724222450121127657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/10/revenim-la-cutitul-e-zest.html' title='revenim la cutitul de zest!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-5194038844315133601</id><published>2008-10-23T01:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:09:18.092+03:00</updated><title type='text'>hotii</title><content type='html'>am ceva timp de cand imi vin in minte flashuri din trecut!recunosc ca sunt putin suparata pe acele persoane care-ti fac viatza mai frumoasa ca apoi ....sa iti fure amintirile!nu au dreptul asta dar o fac!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-5194038844315133601?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5194038844315133601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=5194038844315133601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5194038844315133601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5194038844315133601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/10/hotii.html' title='hotii'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-196011817650060373</id><published>2008-10-23T01:01:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:08:00.256+03:00</updated><title type='text'>27 septembrie</title><content type='html'>nu am chef sa vad pe nimeni, sa simt pe nimeni, sa vb cu nimeni....nu am chef decat de tine... poate nici de tine... poate nici de mine; inca nu sunt sigura!lumea ma intreaba ce fac daca ies, daca mergem, daca facem si eu nu pot decat sa le spun ca ma simt rau si asa mi-am inventat o boala de care am grija sa nu o pierd, o boala ca un ultim refugiu la sentimentele ce incerc sa le ascund cu o maiestrie de care numai o femeie care sufera poate da dovada!la 10 si un pic peste m-am trezit....am continuat sa ma fortez sa adorm; la 11 si un pic m-am trezit si mi-am pus perna pe cap! la 12:38 m-am trezit cu un nod in gat si mi-am umplut pieptul de aer rece ca si cum in ultimile minute nu as mai fi respirat!nu stiu ce s-a intamplat la 12:38 dar o parte din mine moare! ma bucur ca nu am televizor desi sa aud ca mai exista cineva cu mine nu ar fi un lucru chiar rau!ma enerveaza ca a iesit soarele! ASTAZI??!?!? SUNT NEFERICITA?!?!!? ascunde-te...te rog!citesc o carte pt unii stupida ...pt mine exasct asa cum trebuie"Noi suntem zeite" de Alice Nastase... o carte trista plina de suferintza exact ca mine! o carte in care tot indoi coltul paginii in care gasesc o chestie ce merita memorata; o chestie in care ma regasesc; o suferinta mare ca a mea! si am indoit prea multe pagini!nu am cuvinte sa-ti spun multe ....invatz de la ce mai buni! am invatzat sa arat! asa m-ai invatzat..................&lt;br /&gt; sufar ca o proasta ! m-am baricadat in camera; in casa! vroiam sa vin .... inima sa mi se rupa iar in mii de bucatza asa cum era cand ai gasit-o! sa nu o mai simt... mii de bucatzi ce plutesc in deriva prin suflet... mii de bucatzi ca niste ace infipte in tot corpul!imi amintesc ca mi-ai luat pastile pt ca ma durea maseaua!  ceva pt ca ma doare sufletul?! te implor!&lt;br /&gt;nu intzeleg de ce ma doare asa tare? nu era in plan sa ma doara sau sa ma afecteze-doar sa ma distreze!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-196011817650060373?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/196011817650060373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=196011817650060373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/196011817650060373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/196011817650060373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/10/27-septembrie.html' title='27 septembrie'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-8647451980586339245</id><published>2008-10-23T00:42:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:12:00.843+03:00</updated><title type='text'>homecoming 13 septembrie</title><content type='html'>sunt in drum spre bucuresti...dupa o perioada de aproape 4 luni de stat printre straini ma simt foarte ciudat....aud numai limba romana si imi tot vine sa o dau in engleza! nu inteleg de ce aici o dau in engleza si in salzburg in romana! banuiesc ca asa e normal sa se intample dar inca nu sunt pregatita!am atatea de facut cand ajung acasa incat nu stiu cu care sa mai incep!s-au adunat prea multe in prea putzin timp!frumoasa senzatzia deasupra norilor cu soarela batandu-ti in freza, cu un pahar de vin rosu la bord(al doilea daca tot facem abuz de sinceritate), cu laptopul in bratze si cu un stres mai mare decat mine!btw nu stiu daca e o parere generala dar sa calatoresti cu tarom-ul e o adevarata experienta; serviciile sunt ok, nu ca as avea eu foarte mare experientza, dar toate calatoriile pe care le-am facut au fost cu avionul, dar senzatzia de vechi si aproape ca se dezmembreaza te urmareste e tot parcursul drumului!&lt;br /&gt;undeva ....candva....mi-a dorit sa fiu scriitoare! dar mi-a trecut si bine am mai facut! adica nu sa ma apuc sa scriu cartzi fabuloase despre viatza sau chestii ce vin din adancul si strafundul imaginatziei mele (deplorabil de bogata, dealtfel) dar ceva ... pt cineva ... pt careva!&lt;br /&gt;de o perioada de timp m-am apucat sa studiez emotzii si reactiile celor din jur! apoi am inceput sa imi analizez propriile sentimente si .....si am descoperit ca pot sa inaintez....dar am nevoie de incurajari permanente; sunt o persoana care cand nu trebuie renuntza foarte usor si cand ar trebui sa renuntze se incapatzaneaza sa se tzina tare! oricum multe din chestiile care mi-au trecut prin cap sunt notate...daca ar fi sa le unesc as face o treaba (asta apropo de visul meu de copil)&lt;br /&gt;love on the run imi bubuie in urechi si I FUCKING ENJOYING IT!&lt;br /&gt;vrea sa mearga la mine! nu cred ca realizeaza cat e de importanta chestia asta pt mine! toata lumea imi zice sa o las balta dar sincer nu reusesc in nici un fel!cred ca sunt a little sado daca ma cinui in halul asta!&lt;br /&gt;am comandat un al treilea pahar de vin rosu sec...ma fac tzapana pana in bucuresti si apoi repriza a doua pana in iasi :)) macar sa fiu pregatita! ce am realizat nu stiu ....o experientza interesanta si ceva bani!&lt;br /&gt;deci nu pot sa cred ca m-am desprins atat de usor de ei.....si ei de mine...nu ma asteptam ...mi-ar fi placut sa-l vad pe Roland la sfarsit sa il iau in bratze si sa-i spun ca imi este incredibil de drag(si ca tare regret ca nu am profitat de inocenta lui:)) )!ma bucur ca am facut o impresie SUPER si am facut RECORD la incansari! ma bucur ca s-au bucurat ca am venit...si ma bucur ca plec! stiu ca o sa ma intorc dar nu stiu cum, cand si cu cine!&lt;br /&gt;parca as merge deasupra marii!!!ooo MAREA...i miss the sea sooo fucking much! was the first year after a long time when i wasn't there! i regreted!&lt;br /&gt;about the girls ...i don't now but i really gonna miss them....maybe for the long nights spent together, waiting to be light outside and the birds songs !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-8647451980586339245?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/8647451980586339245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=8647451980586339245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8647451980586339245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8647451980586339245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/10/homecoming.html' title='homecoming 13 septembrie'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-4255401617966408942</id><published>2008-09-10T09:57:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:31:44.302+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Roland Trettl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SMd2F7gGDxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2tVZ9-72LZ4/s1600-h/r-trettl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244290135339962130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SMd2F7gGDxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2tVZ9-72LZ4/s320/r-trettl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 9:35 ora Romaniei! Am lacrimi in ochi , cumva de fericire... adica nu fericire dar multzumire sufleteasca care se poate confunda foarte usor cu fericirea! Tocmai am vazut (intr-un final) "&lt;strong&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/strong&gt;"! ...Gandul m-a dus la &lt;strong&gt;Roland Trettl&lt;/strong&gt;! E chef-ul Ikarus-ului de aici! E un om destul de ciudat care rar zambeste si care e foarte dur si critic! Dar e un ARTIST pe care il admir enorm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un om care a plecat din italia la 16 ani si a ajuns unul din cei mai buni Chef din lume! As mintzi daca nu as sublinia faptul ca este SUPERB;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar...aici toata lumea ii critica duritatea si seriozitatea ...eu asta admir la el...e un om care a muncit mult si care nu vrea decat sa devina din ce in ce mai bun asa ca nu permite oricui sa-i strice"ambitziile".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E un om deosebit cu niste mancaruri excelente- pt cei ce prefera farfuriile desenate:) si niste deserturi divine, imbracate si in foitze de aur sau argint comestibile! Un adevarat artist cu o atitudine "deplorabila" si o voce inconfundabila, dar un om care ma bucur ca am avut onoarea sa il cunosc si sa-i pun o serie de intrebari directe la care mi-a raspuns cu un zambet strengar in coltzul gurii de parca m-ar fi certat , intr-un fel"tu nu stii cine sunt eu?" ,dar a fost un scump care mi-a dat ocazia sa il intzeleg! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu nu stiu sa gatesc .....sunt cam varza ...adica nici macar varza nu stiu sa gatesc...daca gatesc ceva niciodata nu o fac pt mine ci pt altzii....in general pt cei pe care ii iubesc- e singura chestia pe care o simt! Cu multa iubire potzi sa faci orice si orice are nevoie de o doza de iubire pt a iesi perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trettl aduce in fiecare luna un alt bucatar din alta tzara, luna trecuta a fost Gerard Depardieu from France( france , paris....incep sa urasc ideea de cel mai romantic oras:( -dar asta e o alta poveste ...una trista), luna asta e un chef din Peru.....Rusia, India, China....numeste o tzara si a fost un Chef din ea! Din toate mai putzin Romania...dar je' se ocupa intens de asta:).....am cautat, am intrebat , mi-am rupt ochii in calculator si am gasit....avem ceva Chef's care ne pot face cinste in strainatate! Si ...cum eu si gura mea cea mare nu ne putem abtzine....am propus...si .....ideea a prins! Sa vedem daca ceea ce are Romania de oferit se va ridica la standardele impuse de el!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oricum ar fi este un om pe care IL ADMIR!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De ce a lacrimi in ochi? Pt ca incep sa intzeleg...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-4255401617966408942?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4255401617966408942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=4255401617966408942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4255401617966408942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4255401617966408942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/09/roland-trettl.html' title='Roland Trettl'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SMd2F7gGDxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2tVZ9-72LZ4/s72-c/r-trettl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6477128597658822123</id><published>2008-09-09T21:49:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:00:57.886+03:00</updated><title type='text'>pregatiri</title><content type='html'>mi-am luat valiza roz.....mi-am facut feng shui in camera ....am luat somnifere....am incercat sa nu mai gandesc....am incercat sa uit....am stat in cap....am ascums oglinda din camera , dar nimic nu ma poate face sa adorm! asa ca mai adaugam o noapte de nesomn la cela 90 deja existente si cu mult curaj si "entuziasm" ma apuc de facut bagajele!&lt;br /&gt;am lasat totul in ultimul moment asa cum sunt obisnuita sa fac totul si acum sunt contra timp, dar chiar si asa tot nu-mi iese nimic cum trebuie!&lt;br /&gt;pe 12 plec...ajung noaptea, iar dimineatza la 7 tre sa ma duc la facultate! HAPPY FUCKING MY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merci Cris pt melodie....a inceput ziua intr-un alt fel...putzin mai optimist! :* merci mult&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6477128597658822123?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6477128597658822123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6477128597658822123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6477128597658822123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6477128597658822123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/09/pregatiri.html' title='pregatiri'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-8567655947094616832</id><published>2008-09-09T07:41:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T08:13:08.860+03:00</updated><title type='text'>viatza mea in 1ooo de ganduri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SMYF2mvfQXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UMvFGUxhHuk/s1600-h/normal_Monica_belluci___Vincent_Cassel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243885251790324082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SMYF2mvfQXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UMvFGUxhHuk/s320/normal_Monica_belluci___Vincent_Cassel2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yupyyy mai am putzin si vin acasa! inca 3 zile si sunt in iasu' meu drag...unde evident o sa ma plictisesc dar ...macar sunt acasa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...inca o lovitura sub centura!!! EI NU STIU CA NU E CORECT???!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nu au dreptul sa te lase sa visezi doar pt ca vor sa se joace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nu au dreptul sa le para rau! nu il mai au! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nu au dreptul sa spuna "da !...dar..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NU AVETZI DREPTUL ASTA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1ooo de bucatzi de inima imprastiate in sufletul meu....1ooo de amintiri ascunse in ea acum imi danseaza in minte! sunt dansuri atipice si fara sens...un fel de Jim Morrison pe scena.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iar e 8 iar nu dorm....stau cu bagajul in mijlocul casei si ma gandesc : " ce fac?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;recunosc: am fugit de acasa pt ca aveam probleme...dar mi-am dat seama ca oriunde as fugi problemele mele nu se rezolva singure! asa ca ma intorc, umila, trista si cu oarece teama in suflet si nepregatire psihica sa le rezolv!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ceva trebuie sa iasa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nu pot sa cred ca au trecut 3 luni...3 luni ca 3 zile....unele infernal de lungi , unele infernal de scurte si unele doar "bete"-praf tzandari!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am invatzat multe, dar nu am rezolvat nimic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NU REGRET aveam nevoie de o pauza...dar gandurile imi sunt la fel de dezordonate ca atunci cand am plecat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;imi este dor sa dorm- da stiu ca suna aiurea dar imi este dor sa dorm....nu am dormit aici deloc...sunt moarta de obosela!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am emotzii! nu-mi plac despartzirile! le urasc!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ajung acasa si iar o sa urasc acelasi lucru!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;prieteni??!? nu cred ca putem...o sa incercam sa nu fim dusmani!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;impreuna ? iar? poate...trebuie doar ca eu sa uit tot! O SA INCERC:) ai sa vezi- o sa incerc; nu garantez reusite dar o sa incerc! vreau"schmetterlinge im bauch!" ii vreau pe totzi!!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DA AVEM NEVOIE DE IUBIRE! avem nevoie de confirmarea constanta ca suntem oameni si ca inima( care de multe ori a fost "ucisa") poate reinvia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AVEM NEVOIE SA IUBIM ca sa nu uitam sa impartasim ca atunci cand primim sa fim recunoscatori! avem nevoie sa iubim ca sa nu ne pierdem credintza in frumos.... in rau... in bine! avem nevoie sa iubim ca sa stim ce e suferintza si apoi sa apreciem fericirea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IUBIREA FACE PARTE DIN VIATZA MEA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FERICIREA E SENTIMENTUL PE CARE MI-L DORESC IN VIATZA MEA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SINGURATATEA E DOAR O STARE PE CARE O ADOPTAM CAND NU PUTEM SA IMPARTASIM IUBIRE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;URA E SENTIMENTUL PE CARE INCERC SA IL IGNOR SI SA NU-I FAC LOC IN VIATZA MEA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nu aveai dreptul sa ma lasi sa visez... nu aveai dreptul sa taci...trebuia sa-mi spui ce simtzi.... trebuia sa ma faci sa tac! trebuia sa ma iubesti asa cum te-am iubit eu! nu te potzi trezi mai tarziu...nu mai ai dreptul asta! imi pare rau:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1ooo de ganduri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-8567655947094616832?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/8567655947094616832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=8567655947094616832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8567655947094616832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8567655947094616832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/09/viatza-mea-in-1ooo-de-ganduri.html' title='viatza mea in 1ooo de ganduri'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SMYF2mvfQXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UMvFGUxhHuk/s72-c/normal_Monica_belluci___Vincent_Cassel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6338351656716410011</id><published>2008-08-22T06:02:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T06:34:45.805+03:00</updated><title type='text'>am onoarea sa v-o prezint pe...: MAE WEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237177052715434002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="193" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SK4wyBzuQBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gsiQumhQ-7A/s320/Mae20West20PicQuote.jpg" width="357" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237177066126900082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SK4wyzxQ-3I/AAAAAAAAAFo/LiHBKJc3PhM/s320/MaeWest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mae West (1893-1980), una din cele mai controversate actriţe americane ale începutului de secol al XX-lea, a rămas celebră pentru replicile sale ironice şi abordarea unor subiecte picante şi provocatoare. Eu le-am gasit din greseala si am dat un search sa vad daca chiar e asa....se pare ca aceasta doamna era chiar una foarte buna in a da peste nas tuturor care se pregateau sa o judece! Deja imi place despre ea foarte mult;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"E genul de bărbat de care nu poţi să scapi decât dacă te măriţi cu el."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Casatoria este o institutzie mareata, dar eu nu sunt pregatita pentru o institutzie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"De obicei, evit tentaţiile, în afară de cazurile în care nu le pot rezista."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aş încerca orice o dată, de două ori dacă îmi place, de trei ori ca să fiu sigură."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nu bărbaţii din viaţa mea contează, ci viaţa din bărbaţii mei."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Dragostea învinge totul, în afară de sărăcie şi durerea de dinţi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Iubeşte-ţi aproapele - şi dacă se întâmplă să fie înalt, vesel şi seducător, îţi va fi cu atât mai uşor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mă aşteaptă 10 bărbaţi la uşă? Sunt obosită, trimite unul din ei acasă."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Când am de ales între două rele, optez pentru cel pe cel pe care nu l-am mai încercat înainte." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "N-ai decât să faci ce vrei, dar, dacă îţi drămuieşti dragostea, nu vei primi nicio dobândă."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Chiar eu am scris povestirea. Este despre o fată care şi-a pierdut cinstea, fără să-i fie vreodată dor de ea."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dă-i unui bărbat mână liberă şi te vei trezi cu ea prin toate locurile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Toţi bărbaţii sunt la fel - în afară de cel pe care l-ai cunoscut tu şi care e diferit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Toţi iubiţii părăsiţi ar trebui să primească o a doua şansă, dar cu altcineva."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Bărbaţii sunt hobby-ul meu, dacă m-aş mărita, ar trebui să renunţ la el."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"Femeile care au "un trecut" sunt interesante pentru un bărbat, pentru că bărbaţii speră că istoria se repetă."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Ai un pistol în buzunar, sau doar te bucuri că mă vezi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"Inteligenţa este un atu pentru femeia îndrăgostită care e destul de deşteaptă încât să o ascundă."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Nu sunt un înger, dar mi-am desfăcut aripile de multe ori."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"Nu plânge după un bărbat care te-a părăsit - următorul s-ar putea îndrăgosti de zâmbetul tău." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Nu fă aceeaşi greşeală de 2 ori, decât dacă te alegi cu ceva din asta."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sexul bun este ca o partidă bună de bridge. Dacă n-ai un partener bun, atunci e musai să ai o mână bună."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Arată cât poţi de bine - cine-a zis că dragostea e oarbă?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Barbatii sunt ca pantofii... trebuie sa ai o pereche de schimb"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;"Sarutul unui om este semnatura sa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Traiesti o singura data, dar daca faci lucrurile asa cum trebuie o singura data este de ajuns" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6338351656716410011?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6338351656716410011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6338351656716410011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6338351656716410011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6338351656716410011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/08/am-onoarea-sa-v-o-prezint-pe-mae-west.html' title='am onoarea sa v-o prezint pe...: MAE WEST'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SK4wyBzuQBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gsiQumhQ-7A/s72-c/Mae20West20PicQuote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-929237247206555016</id><published>2008-08-22T05:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T05:59:20.341+03:00</updated><title type='text'>suparari</title><content type='html'>cu totzii gresim si nu e mare lucru sa acceptam asta...dar e mare lucru sa acceptam cand altul greseste ceva.&lt;br /&gt;peste greselile mele mereu am trecut cu usurinta...o mica perioada de autocearta, ceva regrete si apoi gata, e ok...dar daca imi greseste cineva ...hmmmm... suparare mare...cu timpul am invatzat insa sa trec si peste greselile altora asta numai din egoism... ca in momentul in care o sa gresesc sa-mi accepte si ei greselile mele... dar... :) socotelile din targ nu se potrivesc cu cele de acasa!&lt;br /&gt;siiiii...si atat!&lt;br /&gt;vreodata...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-929237247206555016?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/929237247206555016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=929237247206555016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/929237247206555016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/929237247206555016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/08/suparari.html' title='suparari'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2758671565340779711</id><published>2008-07-22T05:28:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T05:46:54.732+03:00</updated><title type='text'>obviously i was wrong!!</title><content type='html'>Nu stiu de unde am gasit puterea sa spun ceea ce am spus! Inca nu stiu daca sa ma bucur sau nu!&lt;br /&gt;tot ma incurajez recitind si incercat sa-mi regasesc sentimentele ce m-au indemnat sa fac acest gest nebunesc! Doamne regret tot ce a spus ...nu-i adevarat si tu stii dar .... mai bine... asa cred!&lt;br /&gt;Ca pe un cobai demult iesit la pensie reincerc vechi tratamente de resuscitare...si parca niciunul nu mai merge!.....inima demult moarta ... si reinviata si apoi distrusa nu mai are nici un puls clar care sa arate ca traieste.....e aproape moarta intr-un corp viu!&lt;br /&gt;Nopti pline de dramatism, lacrimi si nesomn ma incerca! As lua inapoi ce ti-am spus dar stiu ca nu ar avea nici un rost!&lt;br /&gt;In viatza oricarui om exista un punct cant trebuie sa spuna stop....IAR???!!&lt;br /&gt;Inca nu am gasit tratament pt suflete distruse si calcate in picioare ...poate voi gasi....&lt;br /&gt;Azi nu o sa plang!&lt;br /&gt;De ce nu spui ce simtzi? macar sa stiu si eu daca lacrimile-mi au vreun rost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;All the things that I told you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;All the things that I never mentioned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;All the things that I told you twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Give me something to turn to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Like an answer that has no question &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Give me something that I can't fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't want to hold you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't want to hold you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't want to hold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't want to hold you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will always adore you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;As the line with no intersection never knows what it means to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Chase the wind and she'll steal you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Trap your heart and you'll never get it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;These are the things that I've learned from life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;si pe bune de urasc viatza asta....nu am nici un motiv ...eu sunt principala vinovata pt deciziile ce le iau in viatza.....este vina mea ca nu stiu ce sa aleg sau ce sa fac...cand sa  spun si cand sa tac! e vina mea!   sper doar ca va fi bine desi....sincera sa fiu .....nu vad nici o portitza pe care sa scrie FERICIRE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2758671565340779711?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2758671565340779711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2758671565340779711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2758671565340779711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2758671565340779711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/07/obviously-i-was-wrong.html' title='obviously i was wrong!!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2582046123113100824</id><published>2008-07-13T21:22:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:37:53.958+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ana's love</title><content type='html'>sunt batrana!&lt;br /&gt;sau cel putzin asa ma simt atunci cand vad copile de 22 de ani vorbindu-ti ca si cum ai fi maincat din aceiasi oala cu ele o viatza!&lt;br /&gt;sunt stilata!&lt;br /&gt;sau cel putzin asa ma simt cand vad idioate de femei care nu se incheie niciodata la adidasi cu scai....pt e mult mai cool sa mergi asa ca un baietzoi!&lt;br /&gt;am ceva cultura!&lt;br /&gt;nici in intimitatea camerei mele nu voi asculta manele si apoi sa ma laud ca am ceva cultura de clubbing!  invetzi cateva titluri de melodii  si apoi te duci la un dj si il intrebi daca are ce vrei tu...daca nu are-"habar nu stie ce face e un bou!   mix nirvana si garbage?? 5 min?? de ce saritzi toti? ma duc sa intreb daca are sexy thing!"&lt;br /&gt;stiu sa port o conversatie! sau cel putzin ma stradui!&lt;br /&gt;am un vocabular colorat cateodata dar....nu o sa  vb niciodata atat de mizerabil cum sunt in stare numai niste idiotzi fara cultura sa vb!....&lt;br /&gt;am bun simt!&lt;br /&gt;desi as vrea de multe ori sa fiu nesimtzita nu o sa trec pe langa o persoana ce o cunosc fara sa o salut, nu o sa ma laud ca vb cu clasa de jos doar doar oi putea dovedi ca sunt o persoana modesta....ar trebui nici sa observi ca exista clase sociale...dar....&lt;br /&gt;in concluzie sunt mai buna asa ca chiar nu stiu de ce ma agit!uite cate calitazi am pe care eu nu le stiam!&lt;br /&gt;poate sunt stupefiata sa vad ca respectul este o chestie de mult uitata de anumiti tineri din zilele noastre , tineri care , asa cum am spus mai sus aculta manele acasa si is clabari in rest!&lt;br /&gt;stupefiata?! DA&lt;br /&gt;dezamagita?! FOARTE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2582046123113100824?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2582046123113100824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2582046123113100824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2582046123113100824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2582046123113100824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/07/anas-love.html' title='ana&apos;s love'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-704719906954183477</id><published>2008-06-29T03:57:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T04:09:05.560+03:00</updated><title type='text'>LA MULTZI ANI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGbghra4ITI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5hfZf9tvVNg/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217104087551058226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGbghra4ITI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5hfZf9tvVNg/s200/IMG_0620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;VAAAAIIII E ZIUA MEA:!!!!! m-a sunat atata lume de nu ai mai vz in viatza ta:((....atatea persoane am care tzin la mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;imi este si jena:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oricu am asteptat...azi e oarecum prea tarziu pt mine...farmecul era la 12 dar ca orice basm frumos dupa miezul noptzii totul de termina!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-704719906954183477?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/704719906954183477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=704719906954183477' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/704719906954183477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/704719906954183477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-multzi-ani.html' title='LA MULTZI ANI!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGbghra4ITI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5hfZf9tvVNg/s72-c/IMG_0620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-180137537635732812</id><published>2008-06-28T05:56:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T06:05:45.778+03:00</updated><title type='text'>...viatza vietzii pushtii masii</title><content type='html'>Salzburg- ora 6 in pula mea de doamna ce sunt- ghici ce fac? VIN ACASA DE LA CLUBUL VIETII MASII IN CARE HUCK NU AR FI ACCEPTAT SA SE AUDA ASA SUNETE PT CA I-AR FI SANGERAT URECHILE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;am baut shoturi de SAMBUCA cu drabuie. iagarul' vietii, jim fuking bim, kalua pustii mele, bailisul vietzii si ....nik ....daca ar fi o chestie care astia nu stiu sa o faca e sa se distreze....pai zi-mi blea de ce naibii regretzi secundele care trec cand altzii nici nu stiu cum ar trebui sa treaca!&lt;br /&gt;A fost ziua noastra! ZIUA NOASTRA! eu trebuia sa fiu acasa ca sa ma simt "iubita"si printzesa!&lt;br /&gt;dar nu eu sunt in salzburgul vietzii cu picioarele cat elefantul si cu dor de ceea ce inseamna distractie: sa razi si sa te simtzi bine fara sa fie necesar sa bei ca boul sau tampita, in cazul meu, 7 feluri de alcohol doar doar te-ai simtzi ca acasa......&lt;br /&gt;ei hau dar am inel de redbull in mod oficial sunt logodita ...pt prima si ultima data in viata cu...un energizant:(((&lt;br /&gt;misss iasi, misssss HOME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-180137537635732812?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/180137537635732812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=180137537635732812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/180137537635732812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/180137537635732812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/06/viatza-vietzii-pushtii-masii.html' title='...viatza vietzii pushtii masii'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1058763702665358929</id><published>2008-06-27T04:24:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T05:07:30.549+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vorbe fara rost....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGRJm4dEg9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vtOCQrUTz0w/s1600-h/1d9ec465e6e9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216375200740049874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGRJm4dEg9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vtOCQrUTz0w/s200/1d9ec465e6e9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inca mai cred in povesti idioate de amor nebun care tzin toata viatza! ...in acele povesti in care dragostea si pasiunea nu dispare niciodata! Cam cat de idioata pot sa fiu?! Pai : cam atat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;poate vreodata , candva....cine stie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"...si toata lumea vei tu ....fa ca totul sa se intample...inainte ca lucrurile sa o ia razna trebuie sa-ti spun....cand te vad dormind am impresia ca nu esti real... mana ta o inlantzuie pe a mea ca un lacat pe o usa demult inchisa....esti un nebun frumos...fii salvatorul meu....si toata lumea mea vei fi tu.....fa ca totul sa devina real....esti "farul" meu!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;...oricum trebuia sa-ti spun ca nu asta era modul in care puteai sa-mi frangi inima! stiam ce e al meu si ce nu... conta doar cat era ...trebuia doar atat cat sa fie real!....nu asta era modul....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cumva , macar de curiozitate, viatza asta merita traita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunt tare curioasa din fire asa ca .... fiecare are un rost! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;imi pare rau ca intanlesc persoane dragi mie nefericite si as vrea sa le ajut dar ....sincer nu mereu reusesc....hei dar acusi implinesc iar 25 de ani!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;multzi inainte mie honey...multzi inainte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.....eu stiu, tu stii...trebuia sa fiu eu....mandria se impaca bine cu frumusetzea , nu? ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1058763702665358929?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1058763702665358929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1058763702665358929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1058763702665358929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1058763702665358929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/06/vorbe-fara-rost.html' title='Vorbe fara rost....'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGRJm4dEg9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vtOCQrUTz0w/s72-c/1d9ec465e6e9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-4566220835958850140</id><published>2008-06-25T05:06:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T05:14:17.882+03:00</updated><title type='text'>BATMAN FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGGpGW7dP2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mgXhee6nhYA/s1600-h/dark_knight_ver4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215635770171015010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGGpGW7dP2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mgXhee6nhYA/s200/dark_knight_ver4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..... sa-mi doresc atat de mult sa vad un film! ??! hmm departe de mine gandul asta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dar uite ca se intampla si "minuni"!! VREAU SA-L VAD SI O SA-L VAD chiar daca va fi tradus tot in germana- la cinema ma duc!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian Bale, Heath Ledger, Aaron Eckhart and Gary Oldman ....fuck...abia astept ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BATMAN IS MY HEROOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BATMAN IS MY HEROOO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:* i'm such a baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-4566220835958850140?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4566220835958850140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=4566220835958850140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4566220835958850140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4566220835958850140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/06/batman-forever-and-ever-and-ever.html' title='BATMAN FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGGpGW7dP2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mgXhee6nhYA/s72-c/dark_knight_ver4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1517232374465976636</id><published>2008-06-24T03:47:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T04:16:23.637+03:00</updated><title type='text'>mica plmbare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBKP-OfMNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uiNnSLYR7vg/s1600-h/IMG_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215250006757290194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBKP-OfMNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uiNnSLYR7vg/s200/IMG_0568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBKQVA3R1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/PfcflU-aBZs/s1600-h/IMG_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215250012874164050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBKQVA3R1I/AAAAAAAAAEo/PfcflU-aBZs/s200/IMG_0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBKQskUAmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mulbZoUgA0A/s1600-h/IMG_0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215250019196863074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBKQskUAmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mulbZoUgA0A/s200/IMG_0593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBKRJDsLII/AAAAAAAAAE4/oD6NWcYHHPI/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215250026844662914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBKRJDsLII/AAAAAAAAAE4/oD6NWcYHHPI/s200/IMG_0592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;si acu ca m-am mai calmat cumva dar nu foarte mult mi-am adus aminte ca am facut ceva interesant ieri si anume : am zburat cu elicopterul si cu un nebun de pilot pe nume &lt;a href="http://www.felixbaumgartner.com/"&gt;Felix Baumgartner&lt;/a&gt; (sau agentul 502) ce mai?!? l-am cunoscut pe Bond, James Bond! si ziua a decurs....a decurs asta e clar! dupa 2 ore in aer si survolat toate minunatziile ce le are in dotare Salzburgul pot spune 2 lucruri: 1) e un loc minunat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) nu mai ma urc in elicopter prea curand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pana la zborul cu parasuta (daca oi mai avea tupeu) salut respectuos "aerul" si incerc sa intzeleg pasiunea oamenilor de a zbura! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poate nu m-am putut exterioriza prea tare pt ca na, incercam sa par si eu mai neincantata dar dupa prima jumatate de ora chiar eram neincantata si asteptam aterizarea cu o oarecare dorintza nebuna! ei bine da : M-AM PLICTISIT! si uite asa am ajuns la concluzia ca nu tot ce pare interesant chiar si este!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oricum experientza a meritat si pot spune si eu ca am facut ceva interesant! Cumva a fost foarte tare!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vesnic nemultzumita! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1517232374465976636?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1517232374465976636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1517232374465976636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1517232374465976636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1517232374465976636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/06/mica-plmbare.html' title='mica plmbare'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBKP-OfMNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uiNnSLYR7vg/s72-c/IMG_0568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2252918089139432642</id><published>2008-06-24T03:14:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T03:34:16.444+03:00</updated><title type='text'>din ciclul "M-a facut mami printzesa..." prezentam:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBA04GeV_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/f7svZU2f-BA/s1600-h/227569181_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215239645651949554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBA04GeV_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/f7svZU2f-BA/s200/227569181_img.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nu am crezut ca o sa mi se intample vreodata sa ajung sa lucrez cu o persoana care se dovedeste a fi penibil de egoista! nu stiu cat mai rezist pana sa pocnesc o muiere incapatzanata care se crede cea mai tare barmanitza de pe terra doar pt ca a lucrat cu statia ei personala si poate sa duca o sticla de vodka singura la 22 de ani (de parca asta ar fi vreo mandrie pe care oricare din noi ar vrea sa o egaleze)! sooooo deschizatoarea de drumuri care s-a gasit ea! Doamne nu am crezut ca o sa aplic orice metoda de intzelegere si explicare ...si nu am crezut ca o sa reusesc sa gasesc tot felul de metode sa explic unui copchil care nu a dat in viatza lui cu o matura( pt ca mami face tot, ea oboseste)ca lucrul in echipa este cel mai important lucru! nu am crezut ca o sa multzumesc baietzilor si fetelor din bbh ,si nu numai ,ca m-au invatzat ce inseamna lucru in echipa si ce randamente se pot da cand exista intelegere si comunicare! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;frate de 3 saptamani incerc sa nu bat o muiere rasfatzata care se crede superman ...da nu mai am mult pana ii fut o umbrela branduita in cap sa-i ramana pt restul vietzii amintirea a doi tauri si un avion pe scalp sub care scrie mare hangar 7!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sarumana mama si tata ca m-ati dus la prasit si m-ati pus sa fac tot felul de lucruri pt care va condamnam zilnic, multzumesc lui Dumnezeu ca nu am lucrat vreodata cu vreun "buric de pamant" care nu a carat in viatza lui o naveta...cfa am cunoscut numai oameni muncitori carora nu le era rusine sa faca o treaba de la un capat la altul! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;offf deci de mult nu am mai fost atat de plina de draci! si toate astea din cauza unui plod rasfatzat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2252918089139432642?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2252918089139432642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2252918089139432642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2252918089139432642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2252918089139432642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/06/din-ciclul-m-facut-mami-printzesa.html' title='din ciclul &quot;M-a facut mami printzesa...&quot; prezentam:'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SGBA04GeV_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/f7svZU2f-BA/s72-c/227569181_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-3110209193525298767</id><published>2008-06-15T14:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T14:41:30.542+03:00</updated><title type='text'>conspect</title><content type='html'>a trecut o groaza de timp de cand nu ma mai prestat nimica! intre timp am reusit multe...sa imi topesc cateva taste la laptop in incercarea de a scoate apa din el... sa ma duc pana in austria la un interviu....sa termin ceva...sa incep altceva....sa termin tot!&lt;br /&gt;sunt de doua saptamani in austria si e ....interesant! lucrez intr-un loc superb cu oameni interesantzi pe care nu ii suport in totalitate! dar cu diplomatzia este arta de a mangaia un arici fara a-i deranja tzepii...incercam metoda: zambim si te injuram!&lt;br /&gt;odata cu campionatul european(ROOOOMANIIIA ROMMMAAANIIIAAA,OLE OLE OLE!!! HAI ROMANIA!) Salzburgul este prea nebun, prea plin, prea agitat! o nebunie generala parca a cuprins un oras atat de frumos si cu o cultura atat de interesanta!&lt;br /&gt;Cand am venit intzelegerea era sa ne cazam la pensiune, dar intre imp s-au sucit si ne-au dat o imensitate de apartament fix in centrul orasului! superb ati putea zice, dar, pt ca mereu este un dar, totzi fanii se aduna exact in fatza....si de la 2 pana la 5 am urechile varza de la tzipete, tobe si trompete. si apoi...cine pusca mea le-a invatzat pe muierile astea sa tzipe...parca sunt violate si le place! ,....in fine!&lt;br /&gt; apartamenul: pai apartamentul este cat Bourbonul! adica cat bourbonul cu o partte din terasa! este imens....sunt 2 camere: una cu un pat si cealalta cu 2 paturi...eu stau in caera cu un singur pat- normal!...si fiecare camera are vaia ei si dresingul ei! apoi livingul are tot ce iti doreste sufletzelul plus bucataria complet utilata! livingul are si el baia lui cu un hol imens si cu inca o incapere pt masina de spalat si alte nebunii- un fel de debara! cel mai mult in apartamentul asta ma incanta corpurile de iluminat care sunt superbe!&lt;br /&gt;aaa si un frigider plin cu redbull...a trebuit sa scoatem ceva redbull ca sa punem si noi vodka si vinul la rece!&lt;br /&gt;de mancare se ocupa tot ei! avem 2 mese la "cantina" la hangar unde ne servesc diverse meniuri....fain e ca intr-o saptamana nu mananci acelasi lucru de doua ori! recunosc ca de multe ori delicatesele culinare ma lasa rece si ma izbesc vertiginor in delicatesele puternic zaharate! o groasa de dulciuri si inghetzata cat cuprinde :P&lt;br /&gt;partea naspa a acestui job este ca tre sa stau pe tocuri cateaproape 9 ore pe zi timpde 5 zile pe saptamana!&lt;br /&gt;in rest este super ok.....momentan! trebuia sa fie si o parte naspa pe care am gasit-o dupa 2 saptamani- toata lumea ne priveste ca pe niste fitzoase care nu fac nimic dar castiga si traiesc ca niste printzese! asta e...incerc sa nu-mi mai bat capul! nu de alta dar mai am de stat pana in septembrie!&lt;br /&gt;partea urata e ca vine ziua mea si sunt singura...si nu primesc cadouri! cadourile fiind singura chestie pt care a asteptat un an intreg sa mai imbatranesc! iar anul asta implinesc 25 (douazeci si cinci) de veri... :D miss the old times, old summers at the country, hot old summers! mamaaa ce mai veri....ce fericita mai eram ...ma gateam toata de parca era craciunul! eram la bunici si .... ii dadea buni dulciuri....si ma pupau si eram tare fericita...miss them sooo!:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ca sa incheiem in ritmuri mai vesele: frate e un frig aici de abia astept sa-mi puna banii pe card sa ma duc sa-mi cumpar haine groase! si inca ceva rochii!:D&lt;br /&gt;ma bag la nanic ca acusi ma duc sa prestez la munci....in caz de vretzi sa vedetzi unde lucrez va invit sa vizitatzi &lt;a href="http://www.hangar-7.com/"&gt;www.hangar-7.com&lt;/a&gt; eu is pe acolo:)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai scriu si mai tarziu...poate cand oi fi libera dar acum nu mai pot de somn:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-3110209193525298767?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3110209193525298767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=3110209193525298767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3110209193525298767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3110209193525298767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/06/conspect.html' title='conspect'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1182510093594269730</id><published>2008-04-16T00:06:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:15:28.606+03:00</updated><title type='text'>doi</title><content type='html'>Upton Sinclair : "It's hard to get a man to understand something when his salary depends on his not understanding it."&lt;br /&gt;:)) patetic dar adevarat....sunt unii atat de inchisi la minte incat nu-si dau seama asta!&lt;br /&gt;pai...barna...gradina....capra....get a real job....get a job...any fucking job...a life ....a ta!&lt;br /&gt;...din ciclul "lasa-neee!! laaaasa-ne!!", prezentam:....."lasa=ne"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1182510093594269730?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1182510093594269730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1182510093594269730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1182510093594269730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1182510093594269730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/04/unu.html' title='doi'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-8458968920342825470</id><published>2008-04-15T21:22:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:30:17.270+03:00</updated><title type='text'>bioritm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SAT0EfJQEJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/J7Fa47miOJo/s1600-h/bio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189541028554608786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SAT0EfJQEJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/J7Fa47miOJo/s200/bio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa stergi una din cele mai frumoase perioade din viatza ta! Greu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-8458968920342825470?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/8458968920342825470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=8458968920342825470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8458968920342825470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8458968920342825470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/04/bioritm.html' title='bioritm'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/SAT0EfJQEJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/J7Fa47miOJo/s72-c/bio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-4651275121645925622</id><published>2008-04-04T13:38:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:00:54.490+03:00</updated><title type='text'>nimic</title><content type='html'>e aprilie - iar!&lt;br /&gt;trece timpul asta ceva de speriat! mai ieri eram tanara si frumoasa...si aveam vise mari si aspiratzii maiestre, zile senine pline de trairi intense! undeva pe drum am pierdut toate astea! abia imi mai simt inima cum bate cand nu am ce-mi trebuie langa mine!&lt;br /&gt;si nu sunt trist; si nici dezamagita; si nici....nu sunt!&lt;br /&gt;robbie williams- feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-4651275121645925622?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4651275121645925622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=4651275121645925622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4651275121645925622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4651275121645925622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/04/nimic.html' title='nimic'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2413749155280756857</id><published>2008-03-28T18:18:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T18:55:22.853+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAPSA</title><content type='html'>cum netul si laptopul meu merg ca melcul in calduri am luat o pauza lungaaaa lunga si nu am mai scris nimic! ce am mai acut intre timp? pai chiar daca nu cred ca intereseaza pe careva o sa va spun.&lt;br /&gt;1. ma chinui cu niste proiecte pt facultate&lt;br /&gt;2.am inceput scoala de soferi, deci chiar sofez, deci chiar ar fi indicat sa nu iesitzi odata cu mine pe strada&lt;br /&gt;3.sunt happy si mai tot timpul nervoasa, sentimente ce imi fac capul sa se invarta intr-un ritm ametzitor&lt;br /&gt;4.nu mai ma obosesc sa dau explicatzii persoanelor care intzeleg gresit:)).ex. roxana;) daca nu stie despre ce e vb nici sa nu intrebe- asta ca sa vada ca sunt directa&lt;br /&gt;5.coco rulzzz&lt;br /&gt;6. eu rulzzz mai tare ca coco:)))&lt;br /&gt;7. am imbatranit- nu mai am chef de iesit prin cubluri; trec printr-o perioada in care sunt antisociala total&lt;br /&gt;8. nu-mi pasa ce crede lumea ca fac sau simt pt ca nu traitzi voi in pielea mea ca sa stiti cum si ce gandesc&lt;br /&gt;9.nu am mai fumat de 3 zile- nu garantez ca reusesc sa ma las:P&lt;br /&gt;10.vreau diminetzi frumoase cu soare in cearsafuri albe si reci pe malul apei:)))fitze/mofturi/figuri&lt;br /&gt;Asaaa, acum ca am terminat cu asta sa incerc sa raspun provocarii lansate de Huck! nu stiu daca o sa reusesc dar pot macar sa incerc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ce ai face in viata daca ai sti de la bun inceput ca nu ai sa o dai in bara vreodata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pai sincer daca eu stiu ca as fi asigurata pe viatza si nimic rau nu m-ar putea atinge si tot ce mi-as dori as reusi cred ca as incerca sa ajut alte persoane care nu au norocul sau nenorocul asta- de a sti ca sunt buni pe viatza! la urma urmei "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;orice lucru, in sine, este bun la ceva&lt;/span&gt;"-&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Giovanni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Boccaccio ! &lt;/span&gt;nu o fac pe altruista falsa dar odata ce eu as fi asigurata nu vad ce as mai putea face pt mine. intradevar as tanji dupa speranta de a scapa de " harul" asta , deoarece cred ca undeva pe drum nu as mai fi eu, mi-as pierde oarecum identitatea! daca ar fi sa nu am "harul" asta eu si l-ar avea altcineva nu cred ca as fi invidioasa pe el pt ca intr-un fel e mai fascinant sa incerci sa repari o greseala decat sa nu o fi facut niciodata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "Este de preferat să acţionezi chiar dacă apoi te căieşti, decât să te căieşti că n-ai făcut nimic."-Giovanni Boccaccio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Poate nu e raspunsul la cer se astepta lumea dar este un citat dupa care m-am luat o buna parte din viatza, de multe ori folosit ca o scuza pt greselile facaute si de multe ori ca o incurajare in luarea unor decizii de care imi era frica! asa ca ....pasez leapsa mai departe lui coco si traian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2413749155280756857?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2413749155280756857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2413749155280756857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2413749155280756857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2413749155280756857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/03/leapsa.html' title='LEAPSA'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-7476682238083322656</id><published>2008-03-14T20:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T20:47:43.313+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='povesti'/><title type='text'>Prima poveste!</title><content type='html'>incerca cu tot dinadinsul sa para indiferent, rece si distant!&lt;br /&gt;tot ceea ce reusea se ducea pe apa sambatei la primul zimbet sau la prima ocheada aruncata de ochii ei caprui,incadrati de niste sprancene bine arcuite si conturate ce formau un ansamblu de trasaturi armonioase!&lt;br /&gt;din cand in cand mai avea cate un zambet sincer care ii incalzea inima, si ii lumina sufletul!&lt;br /&gt;si-ar fi dorit-o, stia ca nu l-ar fi dorit...&lt;br /&gt;tot ce visa era ca ea sa fie cea care sa-i inteleaga nebuniile, dorurile, suferintele, piticii si inima!asta e tot ce si-ar fi dorit! ar fi vrut sa petreaca impreuna o perioada de timp- o perioada care sa fie de basm!&lt;br /&gt;ar fi vrut ca apoi sa aiba puterea sa se detaseze de frumos! dar stia ca e doar un om- nu poti sa lasi frumosul si bunul; teama primeaza!&lt;br /&gt;ar fi dat cateva zile bune din viata pt mangaierile ce ii incalzeau sufletul, pe atingerile nevinovate ce ii faceau inima sa tresare, pe saruturile ce il faceau sa uite toate noptile pline de dorinta si lacrimile varsate pe furis!&lt;br /&gt;ii placea sa-i atinga corpul! pe trupul ei toate curbele alea aveau o logica... aveau o unitate... un drum lin si catifelat de piele putzin bronzata de razele soarelui! ii simtze mirosul pielei prin varful degetelor!&lt;br /&gt;era ca un drog pt el!... un drog intravenos de care nu se mai satura... vroia din ce in ce mai mult! "dependent de tine"! ea nu-l va intzelege... nu are cum sa o faca, asta ar insemna sa recunoasca tot!&lt;br /&gt;de fiecare data cand il atingea ramanea inmarmurit- avid sa "absoarba" cat mai mult din mirosul ei, din atingerile ei, din gustul mereu dulce! acum parca intzelegea termenul de "buzele ca mierea"; avea buzele ca mierea, ca mierea proaspat scoasa de pe fagurele inca aparat de albinele ce nu vroiau sa il lase in apropierea ei!&lt;br /&gt;o iubea, inca nu o adora- asta ar insemna ca termenul sa renasca! a incercat cumva mai demult sa-l ingroape... acum se simtzea mai sigur pe el! dat la o parte nu avea cum sa-i mai faca rau, dar... o iubea... mult... poate prea mult raportat la scurta perioada petrecuta impreuna! ea... ea nu-l iubea! spera doar ca macar sa-i pese de el decat ii spunea ca o face! ea nu aspira la termenul lui special! nu se stie nici macar daca il vroia cu adevarat! cred ca mai mult il folosea, dar atat de mult o vroia aproape incat era dispus sa accepte situatzia&lt;br /&gt;"DE CE PE EL? de ce pe el?? ce are el si nu am eu??!?!&lt;br /&gt;sunt mai bun, mai frumos, mai destept! am suflet, am personalitate, am suflet.... am suflet! pacat ca nu-mi stii sufletul- pacat- te-ai putea indragosti de el! e un suflet mare care ar putea sa-ti dea totul- nu pot garanta ca pt eternitate, dar pot macar incerca! un suflet care ti-ar incalzi noptile reci si racori zilele toride , care ti-ar lumina chipul zi de zi!&lt;br /&gt;un suflet care s-ar oglindi in privire si in chipul cu care te voi intampina dimineata dupa o noapte de mangaieri si imbratisari patimase! un chip senin, jucaus, timid! ar fi oglinda sufletului meu si as incerca sa devin oglinda sufletului tau!&lt;br /&gt;as reincepe sa ador si as invata sa impart! sa las de la mine, sa ma cert frumos; sa sparg cu drag, sa fug cu baietii si apoi sa vin inapoi la tine cu sufletul in ochi!&lt;br /&gt;tu ai invata sa ma certi, sa ma lovesti, sa ma iubesti mai intens si apoi iar sa ma iubesti, si iar si iar...pana dimineata cand...ti-as aduce cafeaua la pat si am sorbi amandoi din doua cesti separate aruncandu-ne ocheade pline de subanteles!&lt;br /&gt;si mai iubi iar si iar!"&lt;br /&gt;dar mai este el! mai frumos si mult mai rabdator si intzelegator decat el! poate si mult mai stabil! poate cu mai multe dorintze...si mai multe convingeri comune! poate chiar cu mai multa liniste in suflet.&lt;br /&gt;soaptele ei inca ii mai incalzeau noptile reci de primavara! ii simtzea fiecare sarut si fiecare atingere! cu ea se simtzea intreg, in largul lui! era jumatatea lui imperfecta! ii iubea chicotele pline de subantzeles, atingerile uneori prea dure, iesirile pline de tzipete si istericale! ii iubea chiar si... ;))hmmm... dragut! o iubea asa cum era ... inca nu o adora... doar o iubea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-7476682238083322656?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7476682238083322656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=7476682238083322656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7476682238083322656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7476682238083322656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/03/prima-poveste.html' title='Prima poveste!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1776022897228793927</id><published>2008-03-07T12:31:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T16:18:53.927+02:00</updated><title type='text'>nebunie- vine primavara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R9EqS6S5JFI/AAAAAAAAADI/koEUiOKMXeM/s1600-h/090707angusXL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174963951199921234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R9EqS6S5JFI/AAAAAAAAADI/koEUiOKMXeM/s320/090707angusXL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o zi insorita dar si racoroasa de primavara! azi m-am decis sa ma apuc de scris ceva interesant pt mine! poate e decorul din camera care ma indeamna la asa ceva! cersafurile de un roz pal cu inimioare albastre, un pat mareeee cum nu am mai avut vreodata( pe care tind mereu sa dorm de'a latul sau pe diagonala), cu o cafea de mult rece in bratze, spooky pe fundal, inconjurata de 2 flori pe care mereu uit sa le ud, tv pe mute ca sa nu ma deranjeze dar la cere mereu mai arunc cate un ochi; harper's bazaar, elle, cosmo, un catalog de la avon, telefonul meu feminin, tzigarile pe care nu vreau sa le mai fumez dar care vreau sa stea langa mine si o clasica geanta nine west luata dintr-un second! o achizitie destul de valoroasa daca stau sa ma gandesc mai bine! incerc sa aflu cat mai multe despre nine west si tocmai am gasit o pereche de ghetutze care mi-a iubi picioarele! dar nu am incredere in comenzile de pe net!&lt;br /&gt;am un stil personal de a ma imbraca, am un stil la fel de personal de a modifica toate hainele pe care port! m-am uitat pe harper's bazaar si am vz cateva chestii interesante chestii pe care le-am "testat pe piatza" din iasi si am avut reactii interesante! adevarul e ca replica pe care am primit-o mereu a fost: "e super dar nu e stilul meu! in schimb tie...tie iti sta superb!"- adica? ori e superb ori nu e?&lt;br /&gt;inca nu sunt destul de spooky ca sa pot renuntza la asortarea hainelor care le pun pe mine... ok sunt perfect deacord cu un jeans, t-shirt si un sirag de perle sofisticate, dar sa pun 3 plovere pe mine pt ca asa ne invatza Vera Wang sau pt ca asta ne propune ea ca trend setter- asta nu! si gri si geanta mov, cu bluza maro si pantaloni gri si pietre aplicate pe bluza, verzi, nici asta nu am sa o fac! ar trebui sa alegem doar ce credem noi ca ni se potriveste, dar cum au curajul si tupeul unii designeri sa ne spuna ca asta se poarta! ne pot arata ce propun, dar nu sa-mi spuna mie ca o geanta plic sofisticata se poarta ziua ca mor!&lt;br /&gt;moldovencele sunt frumoase si stiu sa asorteze tzoalele pe ele...imi plac si acele persoane care se imbraca ciudat! sau au un stil atat de propriu si personal incat devin inconfundabile! eu aici incerc sa vb de un stil constant pe care in general il adoptzi in functie de: muzica pe care o ascultzi, ce medii frecventezi, ce "idol" sau "fashion icon" ai , catzi bani ani:)) si ...si de starea pe care o ai cand deschizi dulapul ala!&lt;br /&gt;eu stau in iasi si muncesc de multe ori pe rupte! servesc alti oameni si incerc sa ii fac sa se simta bine! si incerc sa ma mai si tzin de scoala- o spun ca pe o mandrie pt ca e singura chestie de care sunt mandra in viatza mea- si e si prima oara cand o recunosc! in timpul liber incerc sa epatez( desi e mult spus), dar nu intr-un mod vulgar, nesimtzit sau fortzat! intr-un cuvant incerc sa fiu printzesa:) sa fiu printzesa mea proprie si personala...&lt;br /&gt;recunosc ca sunt momente in care as vrea sa nu mai cunosc pe nimeni sa ma duc la tzara sa stau pe camp si sa memorez sunetele oferite de natura spre ascultare, dar....m-am obisnuit fiecare din noi a facut-o! ne adaptam si ne chinuim sa ne intergam in societatea asta ciudata pe care de cele mai multe ori nu o intzelegem! si in medii pe care nu ni le dorim in mod special dar care ajuta intr-o oarecare masura in "cladirea" existentzei noastre!...si nu cred ca o geanta plic ar merge pe campul ala!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1776022897228793927?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1776022897228793927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1776022897228793927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1776022897228793927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1776022897228793927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/03/nebunie-vine-primavara.html' title='nebunie- vine primavara'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R9EqS6S5JFI/AAAAAAAAADI/koEUiOKMXeM/s72-c/090707angusXL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6667480988591003073</id><published>2008-03-03T23:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T00:48:34.506+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DO US TANIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R8yAIyxkwDI/AAAAAAAAADA/S_ZUIw0Iuyc/s1600-h/Imag032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173650960498868274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R8yAIyxkwDI/AAAAAAAAADA/S_ZUIw0Iuyc/s320/Imag032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ceva ce am uitat sa mentzionez....TANIA VON &lt;/strong&gt;fucking&lt;strong&gt; PEAR!!!!! femeia e cea mai tare! vinerea trecuta a facut am avut ocazia sa o vad&lt;/strong&gt; (multzumesc huck)&lt;strong&gt; si ...am ramas numai cu tzipetele, cuvintele erau de prisos! mie personal imi place! si nu tre' sa mixeze in tzatzele goale ca sa fie buna! si nici nu am vz ca era calare pe pupitru...e tare si atat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6667480988591003073?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6667480988591003073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6667480988591003073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6667480988591003073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6667480988591003073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-us-tania.html' title='DO US TANIA'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R8yAIyxkwDI/AAAAAAAAADA/S_ZUIw0Iuyc/s72-c/Imag032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2976334927237938606</id><published>2008-03-03T23:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:58:20.591+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ca un- bay the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R8x0ZXBCldI/AAAAAAAAACw/Qsf012wLA68/s1600-h/IMG000338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173638050965788114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R8x0ZXBCldI/AAAAAAAAACw/Qsf012wLA68/s200/IMG000338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;vad ca este un fel de moda sa scrii despre altzii fara sa te uitzi la tine! mi se pare oarecum funny avand in vedere ca vezi paiul din ochii altuia ...nu prea ma intereseaza dar ma deranjeaza ideea de a critica alte persoane fara a le cunoaste! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mona mea s-a maritat! cu mona mea eu nu ar fi trebui sa umblu! nu a avut rabdare nimeni sa o cunoasca, era doar la capitolul- asa nu! ei imi face placere sa spun ca nu am ascultat de nimeni, ca am facut ce m-a dus capul si am cunoscut o persoana superba pe care am ajuns sa o iubesc! felicitari pui de monic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ancutza mea! ancutza mea este a mea! la fel , critica din toate partzile doar izbindu-se de aparente si de nepasarea ei vis-a-vis de parerile lor! ce am descoperit? o persoana atat de deosebita incat nu am cuvinte sa o descriu! este aprope singura persoana care ma cunoaste as cum sunt eu cu bune, cu rele, care ma accepta si care tzine la mine neconditzionat! este singura persoana careia ii cer sfaturi cand am nevoie cu adevarat si singura persoana care m-a facut sa ma vad altfel si sa nu mai am impresia ca tot ce fac e rau! o iubesc mult si ma bucur ca am cunoscut-o!si ma bucur de ea enorm chiar daca nu-i arat mereu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as mai putea sa pun inca 10 persoane in lista de "aparentzele inseala! mai intai uita-te la tine"!dar nu o sa o fac pt ca nu merita sa-mi pierd timpul asa....pe rahaturi marunte de genul sa vezi ce a mai facut ala sau aia! sau te-am vz cu piaza aia rea- AI GRIJA! kiss my ass! lumea e altfel sau se schimba dar tre sa stii sa vezi! sa stii sa vezi! nu sa vrei , sa stii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am sa invatz mai multe cuvinte elevate si promit sa va dau gata data viitoare! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaaaaaaa apropo de cubluri desi am zis ca nu o sa comentez despre asa ceva acum o sa o fac - nu in detaliu dar sunt unele chestii care intradevar merita mentzionate, dupa cum spuneam: aseara am fost la un bal mascat la XS-super tare -teatrul nu cred ca mai avea costume- foarte frumos si interesant- muzica nebuna, oamenii super, paza naspa:)) erau mari tare!:)) era o gluma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;si la polul opus bamboo unde fiecare fiecare femeie singura este evaluata de masculii feroce in "cam cat faci in bautura?"- si se pare ca mai toate aveau pretzul lor! in schimb muzica buna si show-ul oferit de animatori si animatoare superb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;vorba lui Benois:" ma bucur sa vad ca am de unde alege!" sunt cubluri pt toate gusturile si pt toata lumea- tre sa stii ce vrei si cam atat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2976334927237938606?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2976334927237938606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2976334927237938606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2976334927237938606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2976334927237938606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/03/ca-un-bay-way.html' title='ca un- bay the way'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R8x0ZXBCldI/AAAAAAAAACw/Qsf012wLA68/s72-c/IMG000338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2481519393409157011</id><published>2008-02-26T22:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:32:24.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ioti na'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R8R3JuGEvHI/AAAAAAAAACo/YSpdVYsZlV0/s1600-h/21012008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171389281004207218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R8R3JuGEvHI/AAAAAAAAACo/YSpdVYsZlV0/s200/21012008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bag pula! pe fatza fara menajamente si fara nici cea mai mica rusine vis-a-vis de limbajul meu deocheat si vulgar! ma da toata lumea e fericita ? nimeni nu sufera? numeni nu are o problema ceva? totzi avetzi bani? dragoste la maxim? nimeni nu se mai cearta cu nimeni? totzi facetzi ce v-ati dorit?toate dorintzele vi s-au indeplinit? cum pula mea am o lista plina, de mess, de oameni fericitzi???? ce naibii atzi facut de nu va lipseste nimic ...ce naibii betzi dimineatza de nu va acapareaza problemele?? cum naibii sunteti asa optimisti si fericitzi??? oi fi singura persoana de pe Terra care nu e multzumita de ceea ce a inteprins in viatza ei? si nu nu ma refer neaparat la relatzii si rahaturi din astea siropoase ;ca si maine poate se termine ce ne-am chinuit cu truda sa cladim 7 ani si ...nu vad decat o mare de dragoste si atat... ci ma refer la chestii palpabile...totzi atzi reusit ce ati vrut in viatza??am o groaza de ani si nu sunt multzumita de nimic...simt ca mi-am irosit viatza degeaba desi am inceput-o acum 9 ani....tot irosita mi se pare si tineretze si chiar nu vad unde zice lumea ca:"viatza abia acum incepe" SA MOORII TUUU????? acum??? sigur nu mai tarziu?? ca daca incepe acum eu imi bag pula in ea...ca a inceput tare naspa...simt ca pierd teren ca ceva imi scapa! fuck...admir oamenii curajosi care pot sa o ia de la zero...eu ma chinui mult atunci cand o fac! ce naibii atzi mancat de nu avetzi nici o problemaAAAA?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2481519393409157011?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2481519393409157011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2481519393409157011' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2481519393409157011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2481519393409157011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/02/bag-pula-pe-fatza-fara-menajamente-si.html' title='ioti na&apos;'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R8R3JuGEvHI/AAAAAAAAACo/YSpdVYsZlV0/s72-c/21012008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-3149709910077076105</id><published>2008-02-15T23:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:35:42.998+02:00</updated><title type='text'>fericirea vs. noi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Cutzitul mare din spatele meu ar trebui sa iasa dar de afunda si mai tare- si doare rau! Nu ar trebui sa-mi pese si ar trebui sa-mi vad de "treaba mea" asa cum a spus cineva dar... nu pot ramane indiferenta la tradari si la oameni falsi! Pot fi si eu foarte falsa dar nu vreau, am ales sa nu-mi vand sufletul;am ales sa raman asa cum sunt - imperfecta dar cu o coloana care sa ma sustzina neconditzionat!&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot realiza unde este punctul in care lumea incepe sa fie preocupata in exces de persoana ta! Ce trebuie sa faci ca sa se intample asta? Si cum naibii potzi scapa de asta?! O mica barfa e oricand bine venita, dar cand zic "una mica" chiar ma refer la "una mica"! Si toate chestiile astea inprovizate si imaginate si exagerate ma dor tare si ma seaca si ma enerveaza si ma fac sa ma port ca o scorpie- ceea ce o sa si fac- si pe bune daca o sa-mi pese de persoanele care au de suferit in urma actziunilor mele, pt ca am si eu o limita, o andurantza ce are si ea, la randul ei, o alta limita- deci limitele mele se pot schimba de la caz la caz- si care nu mai poate, nu mai rezista! Limita mea a ajuns la limita ei si limita ei e mult mai importanta decat limita mea!&lt;br /&gt;Iar toate rahaturile astea pe mine ma fac nefericita si desi ar trebui sa fiu fericita, pt ca Slava Domnului inca am motive, nu pot pt ca se gasesc anumitzi "amici" sa se ocupe de capitolul "fericirea ei"!&lt;br /&gt;Cineva mi-a spus ca a fost tot timpul fericita- ca e tot timpul fericita mai exact... dupa o discutzie mai aprofundata am intzeles ca nu a fost nici pe departe fericita... as putea spune chiar "imi pare rau pt ce ti s-a intamplat" si ca nici acum nu este fericita pe deplin , dar... atat de mult incearca sa vada lumea roz incat se obliga sa fie fericita! Peretele cu mucegai insa continua sa existe chiar si dupa ce ai aplicat cea mai &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;roz&lt;/span&gt; culoare de var!&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu sunt tot timpul fericita si nici nu vreau sa fiu- uneori din cauza mea, uneori din cauza altora! Insa vreau doar ca trecerile de la fericire la oricare din celelalte stari se se produca lent, fara prea mari turbulentze si rasturnari de situatzie! In felul asta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;voi aprecia mereu fericirea si chestiile simple care ma fac fericita! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-3149709910077076105?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3149709910077076105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=3149709910077076105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3149709910077076105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3149709910077076105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/02/cutzitul-mare-din-spatele-meu-ar-trebui.html' title='fericirea vs. noi'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-5891073491070332257</id><published>2008-02-14T15:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T15:53:09.620+02:00</updated><title type='text'>uite valentinul</title><content type='html'>as vrea sa pot spune ca sunt in pana de idei dar as mintzi cu nesimtire! sunt in pana de idei doar pentru ca nu pot prinde nici una;alearga ca nebunele si greu analizez una de la un capat la altul!a fost o perioada ciudata, oarecum, din viatza mea ultima saptamana! mi s-au intamplat chestii!! mie nu mi se intampla chestii niciodata! ma asteptam la mai multa sustzinere. la mai mult suport moral la mai maulta inzlegere , dar m-am ales cu un cutzit maaare in spate si cu urari nasoale! am avut si 2-3 peroane care m-au sustzinut si incurajat (carora tzin sa le multzumesc) si pe care nu le intzeleg cum ma mai suporta pt ca am devenit foarte interiorizata in ultima perioada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simt iubire, dau iubire, respir iubire! ador pasiunea si o accept si incerc sa o ofer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si acum ca mi-am manifestat trairile "pasionale" sa-mi manifest si trairile "nervoase" fata de aceasta zi falsa din toate punctele de vedere! deci chiar nu suport sarbatorile imprumutate! daca tot vrem motive sa sarbatorim macar sa ne inventam propriile sarbatori, desi romanilor nu prea le trebuie motive sa petreaca! au nevoie sa petreaca dar nu le trebuie un motiv anume!cred ca potzi zice in fiecare zi "te iubesc", potzi in fiecare zi darui o floare, si potzi fi romantic macar o data pe luna( se stie, deasemenea, ca romanii sunt foarte ocupatzi- cu petrecutul, desigur) o cina romantica in oras! daca nu faci gesturi frumoase tot anul, cu ce crezi ca te-ai "salvat" daca "sarbatoresti" ziua de 14 februarie?!?:)) nu nimic iti spun sigur!eu mi-am primit cadoul: o sticla de floarea soarelui de un litru intreg numai pentru mine! as putea spune ca am primit chiar un buchet urias:) multzumesc bub pt cadou :* ! ai fost un scump cu replica asta:)):*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-5891073491070332257?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5891073491070332257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=5891073491070332257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5891073491070332257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5891073491070332257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/02/uite-valentinul.html' title='uite valentinul'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-7480592901581686254</id><published>2008-02-08T02:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T02:31:57.827+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu bun, Tu bun, Noi bun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R6uimrx3iWI/AAAAAAAAACg/kvOkMOEDB58/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164400183181019490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R6uimrx3iWI/AAAAAAAAACg/kvOkMOEDB58/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; plutesc si e asa frumos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am ajuns la concluzia ca imi este frica sa fiu fericita! imi este frica de fericire pt ca atunci cand se va termina nu voi putea sa traiesc fara ea! as vedea cum e iarasi nefericita si nu cred ca as suporta! dar ....am sa incerc! am sa incerc sa iau lucrurile asa cum vin, am sa incerc sa nu le mai disec si am sa incerc sa rad mai mult! si am sa incerc sa fiu mai buna!....NNNNNNEEEEE nu vreau sa fiu mai buna:)) chiar nu vreau, dar suna bine!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am fost intrebata de ce nu schimb subiectele?! pai ...eu nu pot scrie de ce am facut in cluburi sau la munca sau la mare si la munte , nu pot! sunt altzii care o fac si o fac chiar foarte bine! eu nu pot! si apoi omul e atat de complex in trairi incat merita si el analizat! iar rezul;tatele analizelor se vor gasi aici asa cum le percep eu ca nespecialist! brute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-7480592901581686254?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7480592901581686254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=7480592901581686254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7480592901581686254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7480592901581686254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/02/eu-bun-tu-bun-noi-bun.html' title='Eu bun, Tu bun, Noi bun'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R6uimrx3iWI/AAAAAAAAACg/kvOkMOEDB58/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-3693692631562911148</id><published>2008-01-14T21:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:08:16.337+02:00</updated><title type='text'>acceptarea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R4uyB_GnsRI/AAAAAAAAACU/9hJJzzkh0wA/s1600-h/IMG000174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155409945644478738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R4uyB_GnsRI/AAAAAAAAACU/9hJJzzkh0wA/s200/IMG000174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sunt oameni care vad viatza ca pe un joc in care cine are mai mult castiga, un joc in care daca reusesti sa te controlezi destul de mult devii superior celorlalti! imi este mila de el... acei oamenii nu isi vor accepta niciodata sentimentele si trairile; nu le vor savura la maxim! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunt aiurita si zapacita! cateodata chiar si eu ador asta la mine :P... imi place, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;nu ma plictisesc niciodata sa fiu EU! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='acceptarea'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R4uyB_GnsRI/AAAAAAAAACU/9hJJzzkh0wA/s72-c/IMG000174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-8703100314457406658</id><published>2008-01-10T03:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:20:56.208+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Detaliile conteaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R4Vy5fGnsPI/AAAAAAAAACE/zNwzt2iY-2w/s1600-h/22122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153651680522776818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R4Vy5fGnsPI/AAAAAAAAACE/zNwzt2iY-2w/s320/22122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R4VycvGnsOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vmLwMP0Noh8/s1600-h/22122007(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153651186601537762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/R4VycvGnsOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vmLwMP0Noh8/s320/22122007(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow!!!! a trecut mult timp de cand nu am mai scris! in acest timp nu pot sa spun ca am facut ceva aparte, dar activitate am avut! in acest timp am intanlit oameni deosebitzi... pe unii in admir si ii respect, pe unii doar ii consider deosebitzi :D! sau intamplat chestii interesante, am reusit sa-mi schimb perceptzia fatza de oameni, fatza de prieteni, fatza de lume!am inceput sa analizez persoanele din jurul meu si acum ma opresc pt ca aberez :)))... nu am mai scris de mult, imi este dor sa scriu dar nu imi mai iese... nu mai simt nimic, nu mai vreau sa scriu despre aceleasi si aceleasi lucruri, aceleasi probleme cu oamni diferitzi... imi este ciuda pe mine pt asta!de curand mi s-a pacut o psiho-analiza si m-am enervat- nu-mi place sa fiu pusa sub lupa... imi place sa fiu vazuta, dar nu pusa sub lupa... detaliile ma omoara... asta am observat ca am facut in ultimul timp- am analizat detaliile la diferite clase sociale de oameni, diferite temperamente si diferite tipuri de personalitate... si... recunosc ca sunt dezamagita oarecum. persoanele la care ma asteptam sa aiba detalii negative m-au impresionat si viceversa... au fost si exceptii si confirmari. detaliile conteaza si nu mi-ar face placere sa imi fie analizate- ar intra aici si ticurile si tabieturile si clama de par :) asta pt ca nu vor fi privite decat per ansamblu din prima; in nici intr-un caz individual! si nu vreau... le vad pe toate odata se sperie... detaliile mele nu se asorteaza intre ele si nu se completeaza reciproc... sunt diferite si contribuie in mod inevitabil la schimbarile mele de atitudine, stare si simtzire! eu le accept dar numai eu... nimeni nu o sa mai faca asta! piticii mei nu sunt asortatzi- poarta haine diferite si nu se intzeleg de minune intre ei... se mai cearta, se mai spurca, se mai pupa, se mai intzeleg- &lt;strong&gt;sunt o familie&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-8703100314457406658?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/8703100314457406658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-3451191774688104345</id><published>2008-01-10T03:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:08:17.470+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MAGDA ISANOS- VIS VEGETAL</title><content type='html'>As vrea să fiu copac&lt;br /&gt;Si-as vrea să cresc langa fereastra ta.&lt;br /&gt;Te-as auzi,&lt;br /&gt;Si-n voie te-as privi intreaga zi&lt;br /&gt;M-as apuca si iarna să-nfloresc,&lt;br /&gt;Ca să te bucuri!&lt;br /&gt;Pasarile cele mai mandre-ar face cuib pe creanga mea,&lt;br /&gt;Iar noptile mi-ar da cercei de stele&lt;br /&gt;Pe care, ca pe frunze ti le-as da.&lt;br /&gt;Prin geamul larg deschis, de-atatea ori&lt;br /&gt;M-as apleca usoara să-ti sarut&lt;br /&gt;Când parul ce pe frunte ti-a cazut,&lt;br /&gt;Când buzele cu buze moi de flori&lt;br /&gt;Spre toamna m-as juca zvarlindu-ti mere&lt;br /&gt;Si foi de aur rosu prin odaie&lt;br /&gt;Cu-a ramurilor tanara putere&lt;br /&gt;Ti-as apara obloanele de ploaie.&lt;br /&gt;Si, cine stie, poate ca-ntr-o seara&lt;br /&gt;De primavara, când va fi si luna&lt;br /&gt;Va trece prin gradina o zana buna,&lt;br /&gt;Facandu-mă femeie să fiu iara.&lt;br /&gt;Atuncea, sprijinindu-mi de pervaz&lt;br /&gt;Genunchiul ud de frunze si pământ,&lt;br /&gt;Cu roua si cu luna pe obraz,&lt;br /&gt;Eu ti-as sari în casa si senina,&lt;br /&gt;Uitind de-atata vreme să vorbesc,&lt;br /&gt;Cu cate-un cuib în fiecare mana,&lt;br /&gt;As incepe&lt;br /&gt;să&lt;br /&gt;zambesc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-3451191774688104345?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3451191774688104345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=3451191774688104345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3451191774688104345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3451191774688104345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2008/01/magda-isanos-vis-vegetal.html' title='MAGDA ISANOS- VIS VEGETAL'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-4317206892351640104</id><published>2007-11-16T15:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T15:39:24.837+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ela&amp; pustiulica</title><content type='html'>mi-am adus aminte de Ela! Ela era o tipa care mi-a influentzat viatza in momentul respectiv chiar foarte mult! Ela imi dadea dulciuri;)) multe dulciuri! stia ca sunt ahtiata dupa dulciuri asa ca mereu imi aducea dulciuri! pe Ela am cunoscut-o in discoteca- a venit la mine si m-a intrebat cum ma cheama. am crezut ca se da la mine nu ar fi fost prima oara cand o patzisem, oricum i-am spus ca sa ma lase in pace, dar ea mi-a cerut nr de telefon - nu aveam telefon eram in anul intai poate chiar primul semestru! m-a intrebat unde stau si nu stiu de ce i-am spus....ca sa scap i-am facut cunostintza cu fetele din camera de la mine-dar ....avea femeia aia un stil de ....se baga sub pielea ta si ajungeai sa o placi fara sa vb prea mult cu ea! a doaua zi m-am trezit cu ea la usa camerei din camin - era invitata fetelor la cafea ...am stat putzin si am pleca; cand am revenit era tot acolo asa ca ....i-am dat o sansa! s-a dovedit a fi una din cele mai frumoase femei pe care mi-a fost dat sa le cunosc! Nu la mult timp dupa aia poate nici 2 saptamani , mama ma suna pe telefonul ei, mama ei ii trimitea mancare pt mine, mama a venit sa o cunoasca, dormeam una la alta, vb de orice! a facut o groaza de lucrurui frumoase pt mine dar mereu o sa-mi aduca aminte de Ela pt ca imi dadea mereu dulciuri; mereu avea dulciuri pt mine! apoi i-am facut cunostintza cu stefan si au ramas impreuna....multi ani...poate chiar s-au casatorit, nu am mai vb cu ea stiu doar ca atunci cand a aparut stefan :(...nu mai primeam asa multe dulciuri! eram suparata mereu! in mintea mea dulciurile toate pt mine= multa iubire pt mine!...m-am retras ....dar mereu o sa-mi aduc aminte de ea! a fost minunata! minunata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;am sa incep o perioada in care o sa scriu despre persoanele care mi-au influentzat viatza la un moment dat! chiar si pt o scurta perioada de timp! azi o sa scriu despre 2 persoane! Ela a fost prima! a doua persoana ...nu stiu cine e , cum il cheama  stiu doar.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...ca era un pustiulica blondutz cu ochi albastri, sa fi avut vreo 18 ani desi nu cred , mai putzin chair! lucram la o cafenea din mall si venea mereu sa ma vada! cand era tura mea era prezent si el, ajunsesm sa ii pastrez aceiasi masa pt ca stiam ca o sa vina! venea insotzit de cate 4-5 fete si poate un baiat sau 2 maxim! mai tarziu am aflat ca era motociclist! era tot vesel si glumetz, adevarul e ca mereu ma facea sa rad chiar daca o faceam eu pe dura! avea un stil de vrajeala pe el de nu poti crede si adevarul e ca tzinea;)) avea fatzuca aia de copil nevinovat, chiar daca facea pe durul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in ultima seara cand l-am vz a venit iar la cefenea si mi-a cerut nr de tel. am zis ca nu am tel, (desi ma vazusera putzin mai devreme vb la el), nu a insistat a zambit si apoi s-a intors la sucul lui! peste 5 min m-a intrebat daca vreau sa merg la o cafea cu el ;)) era chiar adorabil cand se ruga, i-am zis ca nu pot pt ca muncesc pana la 12 noaptea  si a poi a venit replica lui de mare gratzie:" iti platesc eu tura numai ca sa mergi cu mine la o cafea!"...eram mai rosie ca un rac de nervi i-am zis un nu raspicat si am plecat. s-a facut rosu la fatza si a pus capul in pamant , le-a luat pe fete si-a luat si casca si a plecat , am vz ca s-a uitat la mine dar m-am facut ca nu il vad-eram atat de nervoasa pe tupeul lui ca mai aveam putzin si il pocneam! cand m-am dus sa debarasez masa am vz ca isi uitasera tzigarile pe masa cu bricheta cu tot asa ca m-am dus sa-i dau tzigarile....aici e faza pe care nu am uitat-o niciodata :) a ! eram la etajul 2 la scarile rulante.. era coborat deja la 1/3 din distantza si cand m-a vazut ca alerg cate scari a inceput sa urce scarile in contrasens....era asa dragutz cu casca in mana si incercand sa ajunga pana sus....cand a ajuns i-am intins tzigarile si i-am zis ca si le-a uitat pe masa...le-a luat si ...si pe bune daca am vz vreodata in viatza fatza mai dezamagita! ochi mai dezamagitzi si suras mai fals pe buze....in momentul ala imi venea sa ii dau si nr de la pantofi ,nu numai nr de telefon! mi -a multzumit si ....si nu l-am mai vz! recunosc ca as vrea sa il mai vad! as vrea sa ii vad fazuca aia expresiva! poate o sa-l mai intanlesc vreodata, nu am de unde sa stiu! dar oricum faza cu scarile a fost bucatzica mea de film preferata:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-4317206892351640104?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4317206892351640104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=4317206892351640104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4317206892351640104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4317206892351640104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/11/ela-pustiulica.html' title='ela&amp; pustiulica'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-7612447081140945312</id><published>2007-10-05T16:33:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:07:08.439+03:00</updated><title type='text'>multzumita</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ehee acum nu sunt supi...nu sunt trista ... si nu cred ca sunt nici dezamagita....sunt intr-un mare fel in schimb! am inceput sa-mi revin...am cautat raspunsuri...le-am gasit- nu erau chiar cele pe care le doream, dar nu poti primi cam tot ce vrei in viatza! si eu care credeam ca totul se invarte in jurul meu, ca sunt nucleul existentzei unora=))...ei glumesc....sau poate nu! dar am aflat ca nu...am aflat ca sunt alte motive, dar acele motive nu se" pupa" cu instinctul meu! deloc chiar! se poate sa ma fi lasat posedata de o asa mare incredere in mine incat sa ma insel? nu stiu ce sa zic.....refuz momentan sa mai caut raspusuri pt ca stiu ca o sa le primesc cand nu o sa-mi mai pese! si atuci o sa pese altora si atunci voi fi"razbunata"! "razbunata" e oarecum RAU dar e BINE...nu e ca vreau raul cuiva -niciodata nu cred ca am vrut-o dar mereu am vrut sa vezi-tu ca om!- cum e daca te pun in pielea mea! si apoi sa-mi spui daca e bine sau nu! nu stiu daca poate fi numita razbunare asta dar eu ma simt bine cand iti spun:"ei acum vezi cum e?"... am anunatzat ca sunt rea, dar in acelasi timp sunt buna! tre sa te fortzezi putzin sa ma cunosti ....trebuie sa-ti pese putzin! tre sa incetezi sa te prefaci ca nu vezi...tre sa accepti...tre sa vb...tre' sa intzelegi! poate nu are noima ....in capul meu are ! dar la ce vraiste e la je in cap,nu am pretentii! imi pare rau ca nu am putut avea ce am vrut....ca nu....mie imi plac sfarsiturile- adica in viziunea mea tot ce are un inceput tre' sa aiba si un sfarshit! pt. ca asa trebuie ...trebuie sa stii cand incepe si cand se termina ceva! imi pare rau ca nu am avut parte de un sfarsit pt starea mea....si neavand sfarsit imi ese teama ca se va repeta iar si iar pana cand voi avea parte de un sfarsit:)) si nu stiu daca mai vreau sa se repete! acum nu-mi mai fac de treaba incercand sa caut un sfarsit...poate o sa apara ...poate persoanele care nu mi-au "dat" sfarsiturile mi le vor da ...poate nu va fi prea tarziu si poate nu o sa-mi mai pese! dartotul se invarte in jurul lui "poate"! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acum sunt multzumita .... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in speranta ca instinctele mele nu o sa ma insele tin sa cred -cu tarie- ca am dreptate! si ca odata si odata (asa cum mi-a zsi cineva) o sa rasara soarele si pt mine! ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acum sunt multzumita ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-7612447081140945312?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7612447081140945312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=7612447081140945312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7612447081140945312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7612447081140945312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/10/multzumita.html' title='multzumita'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6406459126297625805</id><published>2007-09-27T00:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:11:42.340+03:00</updated><title type='text'>un mic sentiment de ura</title><content type='html'>urasc ca ma atasez de persoanele care sunt cu mine asa cum mi-as dori! si uras ca se intzelege mereu alceva! si momentan urasc lumea! pe mine nu! eu nu am gresit data asta! urasc sentimentele in general...acum le-as da inapoi!......revin cu subiectul care-mi macina linistea: de ce cand suntem raniti ajungem sa revarsam ura?...ura e un sentiment mai puternic decat iubirea, traieste, respira, vibreaza!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6406459126297625805?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6406459126297625805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6406459126297625805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6406459126297625805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6406459126297625805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/09/urasc-ca-ma-atasez-de-persoanele-care.html' title='un mic sentiment de ura'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6845143498943297822</id><published>2007-09-14T16:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:24:10.908+03:00</updated><title type='text'>atat</title><content type='html'>in viata ajungem undeva... intr-un moment... o fractiune unde pierdem totul!&lt;br /&gt;sunt tipul de om care pune pret pe parerea celorlalti; tipul de om care se lasa afectat de ceea ce ar crede ceilalti despre el; tipul de om care se lupta mai toata viatza sa pastreze anumite standarde si parari la cote inalte si care in momentul in care standardele si cotele inalte coboara devine tipul de om derutat, singur, speriat, suparat; tipul de om care dramatizeaza care se sperie si care ar vrea sa se ascunda si sa fuga! si se ascunde! si moare inauntru! si atat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6845143498943297822?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6845143498943297822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6845143498943297822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6845143498943297822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6845143498943297822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/09/atat.html' title='atat'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1697455187063368393</id><published>2007-09-03T23:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:11:02.095+03:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet november</title><content type='html'>inca o zi in care realizez ca eu nu cred in dragostea desavarsita , cea cu sacrificii si durere!&lt;br /&gt;am vz sweet november si ma asteptam sa fiu in lacrimi... deci eu chiar nu am avut curajul sa vad acest film pana in momentul de fatza! si nici nu am vrut sa il vad singura!&lt;br /&gt;ce mi-a placut la el? nu stiu daca mi-a placut ceva la el, ce nu mi-a placut? nu stiu nici asta ! stiu doar ca mi se pare oarecum nereal! o sa mor si asa ceva nu o sa mi se intample niciodata! ma rog ...macar a zecea partea din filmul asta ! mai putin partea cu moartea... cred ca a fost singura chestie care mi-a lasat un gust amar in gura; eu chiar mi-am dorit sa mor! ce aiurea suna dar ma gandeam ca daca mor trec mai usor prin viatza:))&lt;br /&gt;sunt o persoana rea si rece , asa ceva nu mi se va intampla niciodata, si nu pt ca nu mi-as dori , ci doar pt ca nu exista!&lt;br /&gt;romantismul e mort si ingropat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1697455187063368393?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1697455187063368393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1697455187063368393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1697455187063368393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1697455187063368393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/09/inca-o-zi-in-care-realizez-ca-eu-nu.html' title='sweet november'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2432386870257819870</id><published>2007-08-30T22:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:26:09.940+03:00</updated><title type='text'>tangenta cu paranoia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Faptul ca acest jurnal tampit e vizitat nu-mi creaza neaparat o stare de confort! Trebuie sa recunosc ca ma sperie si ma debusoleaza, asta deoarece nu pot vedea cine il viziteaza si ce parere are despre! Pot garanta ca marea majoritate(adica toti 5:)) ) cred ca sunt o ciudata incurabila si o fustrata care nu are ce face si se aapuca de scris nebunele idei pe net si apoi mai are si falsa dorintza de a nu fi citita! Ideea e ca eu nu mi-am facut blog ca sa fie vizitat, ci ca sa am ce reciti cand ma plictisesc si sa pot vedea ca a fost mai rau decat acum- acum ma refer la starea din momentul respectiv! Ca am spus la cateva persoane... nu stiu de ce am facut-o, poate din cauza ca e mult mai usor sa-mi justific reactiile in scris decat cu cucucucvinte :P! Daca scrii poti reciti , gandi poate chiar si razgandi, analiza... odata spusa"pasarica" nu o mai poti lua inapoi... ai spus ai spus si daca e nevoie, suportzi si consecintele tampeniilor graite! Plus ca asa cum eu m-am regasit in textele altora poate se regaseste si altcineva in textele mele si in felul asta realizeaza ca nu e singur si debusolat! Defapt debusolat e sigur, dar singur nu! Sa fim sinceri, nu are rost sa ne mintzim singuri!&lt;br /&gt;Cat despre mintzit... hihihi;)) ooo am o intreaga problema pe tema asta! Momentam sunt foarte revoltata impotriva persoanelor care se mint si se ascund! In fellul asta te mint si pe tine! Adica eu sunt sincera de fel, daca imi place ceva spun, daca imi displace- la fel... daca simt ceva- orice- le comunic persoanelor respective traire. Nu prea ma ascund. Nu stiu de ce!?! Inainte o faceam. Acum cred ca am ajuns la o anumita maturitate( pauza de ras =)) ) la care cred ca orice nu este spus te va macina in timp. Si apoi... never now!!!&lt;br /&gt;E placut sa spui ce simti , dar ce te faci cand ti se raspunde cu o "placuta, plictisitoare, demodata si banala" TACERE!!! Eiii atunci putem considera ca avem o problema cu adevarat suparatoare.&lt;br /&gt;Adevarul e ca e un risc pe care ti-l asumi in momentul in care te decizi sa spui ceea ce simti cu voce tare, pt ca o tacere nicodata nu va fi perceputa ca o tacere- ea va fi disecata, analizata si pusa sub semnul intrebarii "oare ce insemna?" "oare asta a vrut sa spuna?" "deci daca nu ma contrazice asta insemna ca..."- si asa ajungem intr-o zona pe care mie imi place sa o numesc "tangenta cu paranoia"- stiuu e un pic ciudata denumirea, dar.... e adevarat! Neprimind raspunsuri tinzi sa ti le dai singur si de cele mai multe ori raspunsurile pe care ti le dai sunt total eronate; Dar asta e... macar atunci ai un raspuns- de bine sau de rau dar il ai! Apoi :))- mereu exista un "apoi"- cauti sa ti se confirme sau infirme- si aici e punctul unde te pierzi! Si uite asa dintr-un om care era sincer si vroia doar niste raspunsuri ajungi un om de nimic, deprimat, nesigur si ciudat pt cei din jur Hihihi? Da eu caut mereu raspunsuri si nu mereu le primesc- asta e motivul pt care urasc cu adevarat persoanele care se mint singure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2432386870257819870?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2432386870257819870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2432386870257819870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2432386870257819870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2432386870257819870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/08/faptul-ca-acest-jurnal-tampit-e-vizitat.html' title='tangenta cu paranoia'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-8245989951421268898</id><published>2007-08-13T03:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:12:20.439+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ura</title><content type='html'>nu sunt niciodata ranita decat de orgoliu si minciuna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cum poti sa traiesti fara sa-ti raspunzi la intrebari, fara sa-ti recunosti unele chestii, fara sa fii sincer cu tine? eu nu as putea trai asa ;iar asta e bine sau rau dar macar cand dorm noaptea stiu ca am spus tot ce am pe suflet! sunt dati in care trebuie sa tii in tine toate intrebarile,dati in care trebiuie sa-ti refuzi raspunsuri si trebuie sa te minti, dar nu e forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de ce lumea nu recunoaste cand uraste, place sau simte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"iubirea neimpartasita e cel mai scurt drum catre inima cuiva"-si nu stiu de ce dar nu vad cum ar putea avea dreptate! cred ca ar interveni alte sentimente ca: mandria , teama de a nu fi slab in fata celuilat...sau poate ma insel eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes hate can be the only real thing... you can stop loving someone but hate can last on forever. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu cum e sa urasti cu adevarat pe cineva...nu stiu daca as vrea sa urasc! poate doar putin...adica de proba! vreau sa vad cum e sa urasti! dar nu pt mult timp- o ura asa mai mica daca s-ar putea:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-8245989951421268898?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/8245989951421268898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=8245989951421268898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8245989951421268898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8245989951421268898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/08/nu-sunt-niciodata-ranita-decat-de.html' title='ura'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2551143512804277880</id><published>2007-07-09T23:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:09:56.257+03:00</updated><title type='text'>low</title><content type='html'>sunt ata de obosita incat... stiu sigur ca nu voi putea dormi! in curand voi plecat la mare si imi este putin teama de rechini:)) sper sa fie fain! suparata intrebi?!?-NORMAL, daca mereu am fost de ce nu as fi si acum?&lt;br /&gt;am gresit si regret, incerc sa-mi repar greseala si nu stiu cum! o greseala deja facuta te va urmari toata viatza! se spune ca daca pierzi ceva gasesti altceva...eu nu mai gasesc nimic! prapastioasa asa am fost mereu! as vrea sa ajut, dar daca nu sunt lasata sa o fac cum as putea... ce rost mai are?&lt;br /&gt;am incercat ... sunt low momentan si am sa incer sa ies de acolo! urasc sa fiu suparata...iar si iar...si iar...urasc ca ma afecteaza tot si ca ...urasc si chestia aia! omul e fericit in nebunia lui pt ca in momentele alea e mica lui lume roz.....asa e si a mea....roz pt ca inebunesc pe zi ce trece! ma scald in starea de rahat si in nerealism, in incercari de a reface ce a fost stricat , in a mentine ceva pe linia de plutire , in a avea prieteni, si cand trag linie nu mai ramane nimeni- asa cum am zis - nimeni!! ti-am zis ca nimeni si nu m-ai crezut!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2551143512804277880?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2551143512804277880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2551143512804277880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2551143512804277880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2551143512804277880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunt-ata-de-obosita-incat.html' title='low'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-4930756077634631912</id><published>2007-07-04T15:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T23:30:50.815+03:00</updated><title type='text'>echilibru</title><content type='html'>ehilibru-uite un cuvant "puternic" si plin de"bun simt"!&lt;br /&gt;echilibru e ceva care nu ar trebui sa lipseasca din arsenalul omului! e chestia care te ajuta sa nu te scufunzi , sa nu exagerezi , sa nu plutesti- e o chestie care ne mentine pe platforma numita : REALITATE!&lt;br /&gt;ei, mie chestia asta numaita"echilibru imi lipseste cu desavarsire!&lt;br /&gt;am tendinta sa cad intr-o extrema sau in cealalta, pur si simplu nu pot fi echilibrata!ori prea rea ori prea buna , ori prea visatoare ,ori prea sceptica(nu am spus realista , pt ca se pare ca nu sunt!)ori prea atenta ori prea superficiala, ori ori ..dar niciodata echilibrata! si ciudat e ca sunt inconjurata de persoane echilibrate care ar putea sa ma influenteze si sa ma ajute sa devin ceea ce nu pot sa fiu; dar nu se prinde nimic de mine!&lt;br /&gt;chiar daca vreau .,...poate nu vreau indeajuns, poate, nu pot sa-mi dau seama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-4930756077634631912?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4930756077634631912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=4930756077634631912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4930756077634631912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/4930756077634631912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/07/echilibru.html' title='echilibru'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-5954293927361464333</id><published>2007-05-15T22:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:15:57.337+03:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sunt cam zapacita si ravasita in ultimul timp! schimbarea asta de temperatura a venit prea deodata!ma intreb daca imi va trece vreodata starea asta pe care o "posed" de aproape un an!ce trebuie sa fac ca sa fiu cum eram inainte?! nu vreau sa fiu asa-ma fac nefericita! si nu mi se pare corect fata de mine si fata de persoanele din jur, care inceraca sa ma suporte cu mult "stoicism"&lt;br /&gt;le ranesc fara sa vreau si le nefericesc fara sa-mi dau seama!&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu daca lumea asta ar fi fost mai buna daca eu nu as fi existat, dar cred ca ar fi avut "o problema" in minus si asta nu poate sa fie decat un lucru bun! momentan aportul pe care il aduc acestei lumi este atat de mic si insignifiant incat de cele mai multe ori am impresia ca e aproape nul! am nevoie de.... acel ceva, care sa ma ajute sa fiu eu! nu mai vreau sa fiu asa ! e placut sa vezi din cand in cand o persoana care se chinuie sa te inteleaga si sa te ajute, apoi o alta care face un gest care te blocheaza prin importanta pe care tu i-o acorzi! poate a facut gestul din bun simt sau l-a luat ca ceva natural- dar tu ca "suflet" l-ai luat ca pe un gest facut special pt tine :D he he daca ar fi asa ar fi supeerb :P sper doar sa nu amplific totul sub "microscopul mintii mele"- mi-as face apoi iar rau!&lt;br /&gt;nimeni nu te raneste mai tare si mai dureros decat propria persoana! ranile pe care ti le lasa siunt atat de adanci incat iti trebuie timp , in adevaratul sens al cuvantului, sa te vindeci!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-5954293927361464333?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5954293927361464333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=5954293927361464333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5954293927361464333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5954293927361464333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-7146686645666110098</id><published>2007-05-08T04:00:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T04:29:58.689+03:00</updated><title type='text'>???intrebari , etichete si pitici</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;urasc cand o persoana iti da un statut sau te eticheteaza! odata etichetat nu mai poti fi tu! poate asa cum spunea cineva: "ajungi sa crezi ce-ti spun ei"! si apoi mai este partea in care tu stii ce eticheta porti, poate ti-ai dat-o chiar tu, dar totusi nu ai vrea sa o auzi din gura altora! adica- tu stii ca ai gresit- pt ce sa-ti mai readuca si altcineva aminte ca esti prost?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;mi  s-a oferit un "statut"- eu deja eram constienat de el ... pt ce trebuia sa-mi aduci aminte ca gresesc?!?! lasa-ma asa !... cateodata doar vrei sa te afunzi in prostie, inconstienta si imaturitate! cateodata iti doresti sa repeti greselile din tinerete- si sa nu indrepti nimic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;incerc sa-mi dau seama ce ne face sa ne indragostim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;incerc sa-mi dau seama de ce nu mai sunt romantica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;incerc sa-mi dau seama de ce nu am avut niciodata parte de romantism!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;de ce sunt asa trista?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;de ce am impresia ca sunt nefericita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;de ce fac obsesie pe cate o pereche de pantofi si  cate o melodie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;de ce nu mai e nici un farmec?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;de ce odata cu satutul oferit m-am autoetichetat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;de ce?:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;nu am fost la munte niciodata si in ultimul timp sunt tot mai suparata pe viata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;am nevoie de o evadare!- am nevoie sa rad!- am nevoie sa plang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;oare de ce am tendinta sa-mi complic modesta viata?de ce nu stau in banca mea? de ce o complic? de ce ma complic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;ce e mai grav e ca am ajuns sa cred ce-mi spun ei! am inceput sa ma inchid si mai mult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;in cochilie nimeni nu-mi vede nebunia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-7146686645666110098?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7146686645666110098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/7146686645666110098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/05/intrebari-etichete-si-pitici.html' title='???intrebari , etichete si pitici'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1492182551389364057</id><published>2007-05-02T01:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T02:10:20.177+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RjfIz0yee5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/gJBTuRCaCOE/s1600-h/zinnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059733499043281810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RjfIz0yee5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/gJBTuRCaCOE/s320/zinnia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;o singura persoana te poate stinge si aprinde de cate ori vrea, daca stie ca sentimente tale pt ea nu se vor schimba! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;o singura persoana te poate face sa te simti ca in rai sau ca in iad!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;o singura persoana te poate face sa te intrebi daca ceea ce simti e real sau nu!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;o singura persoana te poate face sa te autocompatimesti!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;o singura persoana te poate face sa-ti pui fiecare sentiment sub lupa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;o singura persoana face asta si, ceea ce e mai ciudat, nu e niciodata persoana cu care vrei sa ramai!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;persoana cu care vrei sa-ti petreci tot restul vietii :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nu te va folosi pe post de "intrerupator" ci te va tine mereu "in priza"- aprinsa pt ca stie ca sentimentele tale se pot schimba!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nu te va face sa te simti ca in rai sau iad-iti va oferi o lume divina pe care o va "cladi" pt tine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nu te vei intreba niciodata daca e real pt ca sentimente care o sa te cuprinda vor parea atat de naturale incat nu e loc de indoieli!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nu te vei autocompatimi pt ca va fi mereu cineva acolo sa te compatimeasca daca va fi cu adevarat nevoie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nu iti vei pune sentimentele sub lupa pt ca vor fi atat de "mari" incat nu vei putea sa le ignori!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1492182551389364057?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1492182551389364057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1492182551389364057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1492182551389364057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1492182551389364057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/05/one.html' title='the one'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RjfIz0yee5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/gJBTuRCaCOE/s72-c/zinnia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-5314616093139629085</id><published>2007-05-02T01:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:34:42.360+03:00</updated><title type='text'>cucui;))))</title><content type='html'>am o durere de cap si un cucui cat o zi de vara :)) numai eu puteam sa lovesc un perete cu un asa elan"muncitoresc"! noroc de breton:))) ma rog ...asta e ..&lt;br /&gt;nu am reusit sa ies din starea mea de insensibilitate-nu a reusit sa ma scoata!&lt;br /&gt;incerc in schimb sa ma port mai frumos cu persoanele pe care le iubesc sa nu le mai critic pt fiecare greseala si a ma obisnuiesc cu ideea ca fiecare se exteriorizeaza in felul ei!&lt;br /&gt;macar sisoiul meu este mai bine... o sa fie si mai bine o sa am grija de asta ..e bebelusulul meu asa ca o sa am grija de ea-fie ca vrea sau nu!&lt;br /&gt;vb pt mine! un fel de autoincurajare!"-o sa poti"&lt;br /&gt;                                                                "-o sa reusesti"&lt;br /&gt;idealist-o!&lt;br /&gt;dar daca imi doresc eu mult cica se poate!:D&lt;br /&gt;sunt puternica si rea!si insensibila si uracioasa!he he he cate calitati!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-5314616093139629085?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5314616093139629085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=5314616093139629085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5314616093139629085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5314616093139629085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/05/cucui.html' title='cucui;))))'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-5875751074564875947</id><published>2007-04-20T00:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T00:43:17.457+03:00</updated><title type='text'>aiurea:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RifibCmgglI/AAAAAAAAAAs/e4Jn3FJvG8M/s1600-h/Cut_Glass_by_Davenit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RifibCmgglI/AAAAAAAAAAs/e4Jn3FJvG8M/s320/Cut_Glass_by_Davenit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055258060929401426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;nu am inspiratie sa leg 3 fraze coerente!&lt;br /&gt;as vrea sa mai copilaresc vreo 3 ani dar se pare ca nu se mai poate ca am copilarit deja prea mult!la naiba! imi pusesem toata speranta in urmatorii 3 ani!trei numarul magic:))daaa desigur&lt;br /&gt;casa este pustie!&lt;br /&gt;revin"fantomele"iubite!&lt;br /&gt;nu-mi mai place de mine:)) cum sa fiu ...daca nu sunt:))azi o zi de rahat....ieri la fel ...urmeaza altele 2 ...&lt;br /&gt;luni...marti...miercuri- poate reusesc sa scap de insensibilitate! va trebui sa ma faci sa plang!&lt;br /&gt;daca nu reusesti sa ma ranesti ti-ai gresit cariera! trebuie sa fi venit cu un scop...poate asta e ..sa ma ajuti pe mine sa-mi pierd insensibilitatea!&lt;br /&gt;cred ca sunt singura persoana care te roaga sa o ranesti! -da esti, si sper sa te pot ajuta!&lt;br /&gt;deja zambesc!&lt;br /&gt;tragic!&lt;br /&gt;teatral!&lt;br /&gt;adevarat!&lt;br /&gt;fals!&lt;br /&gt;placut!&lt;br /&gt;trecut!&lt;br /&gt;ura!dragoste!&lt;br /&gt;dar nu renunt! am sa muncec mai mult si o sa-mi pierd viata aiurea dar nu renunt la asta!cineva m-a parasit cand aveam nevoie!eu nu cred ca am facut asta-nu te urasc dar ...ceva s-a rupt!iar intru in carapace ...si nu mai ies!&lt;br /&gt;iar fac curatenie!nu o sa mai ramana nimeni data asta!&lt;br /&gt;trebuie sa ma faci sa plang!trebuie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-5875751074564875947?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5875751074564875947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=5875751074564875947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5875751074564875947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5875751074564875947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/04/aiurea.html' title='aiurea:)'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RifibCmgglI/AAAAAAAAAAs/e4Jn3FJvG8M/s72-c/Cut_Glass_by_Davenit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2571198050861702483</id><published>2007-04-11T18:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:12:23.288+03:00</updated><title type='text'>HRISTOS A INVIAT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/Rh0I3hbCyhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aScTR35Sx-w/s1600-h/__Amethyste___by_Barbiedoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/Rh0I3hbCyhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aScTR35Sx-w/s320/__Amethyste___by_Barbiedoll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052204106937190930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inca o zi ciudata!fara chef, fara culoare ...si cu o incercare nereusita de a ma opri din mancat:)&lt;br /&gt;cica a fost Pastele! are vreun rost sa spun ca nu l-am simtit?!?!nee nu cred sentimentele ce ma cuprindeau acum 2-3 ani de zile, in preajma sarbatorilor, par ca au disparut cu totul! a fost un paste agitat si ciudat din mai multe puncte de vedere!am inchis unele ferestre, am deschis altele, am pus cate ceva in ordine, am mai dezordonat ceva:)) nu-mi sta in caracter sa nu am nimic de facut:Pnu stiu daca are legatura cu pierderea lor dar atat stiu: ca nu a avut cine sa-mi puna banutii de argint cu oua rosii in cana ca sa ma pot spala pe fata , ca soarele nu a rasarit asa cum trebuia in dimineata aia si ca nu mi-au dat mie oul de lemn ca sa-i "torn" pe toti:) si ca nu va mai fi niciodata la fel! si stiu ca ar trebui sa trec peste si sa-mi fac singura chestiilea astea daca tot vreau sa pastrez vie amintirea si traditia, dar oricat m-as stradui nu mai are farmec si nici nu o sa mai aiba!&lt;br /&gt;si asa ca sa uitam ce am avut si sa nu avem timp sa ne dam seama ca nu mai avem incepem sa alegram dintr-un loc in altul, cautam vechi prieteni , incercam sa mai radem la aceleasi glume in speranta ca macar in departamenul ala nu e totul pierdut:)) si apoi gasim prieteni buni care ne fac sa ne simtim bine dar pe care nu putem sa ii pastram!&lt;br /&gt;si uite asa a mai trecut un an ...acusi...acusi vine ziua mea...asta e cel mai important eveniment care poate sa urmeze...si apoi chiar ca anul se poate numi incheiat!:D sunt egoista- stiu;)) am invatat asta in timp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2571198050861702483?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2571198050861702483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2571198050861702483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2571198050861702483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2571198050861702483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/04/hristos-inviat.html' title='HRISTOS A INVIAT!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/Rh0I3hbCyhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aScTR35Sx-w/s72-c/__Amethyste___by_Barbiedoll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-3911900326587942185</id><published>2007-04-05T03:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T03:54:05.979+03:00</updated><title type='text'>amintiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"putin vesela ,putin trista,putin fericita ,putin nervoasa:)))) cate putin....pacat ca oamenii nu realizeaza ca un bine nu vine niciodata singur :))...e interesant cum existenta iti poate fi influentat de anumite persoane,iar tu la randul tau schimbi existenta altor persoane! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunt o pisica mereu o sa cad in picioare ...si o sa cad mereu si mereu pana o sa-mi rup picioarele ;si apoi o sa astept sa ma vindec si o sa o iau de la capat...si iar si iar si iar...si tot raul pe care l-am facut o sa mi se intoarca si tot raul pe care l-am primit o sa fie razbunat!!lumea e rotunda si noi stam ca idiotii cu capul in jos!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;nu cu mult timp in urma scriam asta.....inca o "simt":)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-3911900326587942185?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3911900326587942185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=3911900326587942185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3911900326587942185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3911900326587942185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/04/amintiri.html' title='amintiri'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1667534208010613642</id><published>2007-04-05T01:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:08:08.631+03:00</updated><title type='text'>reabilitare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;as vrea sa fiu SUPARATA! e un fel de stare cu care ma identific in general, dar nu sunt:) ! nu sunt nici dezamagita, nici surprinsa, nici "luminata"(daca pot folosi acest termen de o maretie aparte)! sunt, poate, doar multumita! multumita ca m-am eliberat de"oful" ce imi omora neuronul ramas singur singurel(ceilalti sunt in maldive cu cate un "sex on za bici" in mana, admirand peisajul superb)... ei ast' neuron ramas singur, a zis ca o sa fie rai asa singur, sa zburde, dar de unde atata fericire pe capul lui! i-am "atribuit" sarcini, i-am dat de munca si el, magarul animal, in loc sa-si indeplineasca sarcinile marete pana la capat, ce fce el?!?!? imi pune bete in roate, iar in loc sa-mi ofere solutii imi oferea"ecouri".. ei ecourile nu sunt bune( -sa arunc o bomba?!-mai bine du-te in padure! pt cunoscatori) pt ca atunci cand crezi ca ai uitat revine, si-ti readuce aminte ce crezi ca ai uitat! si apoi iar si iar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;si asa m-a fortat sa fac ceva, ce va fi in dezavantajul meu in general, dar in super avantajul meu momentan! aleg "momentanul"- e mult mai aproape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;ma simt vesela si eliberata! FREEEE, ca molia din portofel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;da sunt toata funny si haioasa-acum, dar sa ma fi vazut acum cateva zile-beax, naspa rau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;ti-as multumi dar nu am motiv! cel putin nu pt azi!ti-as multumi pt noptile spectaculoase, pt visele mult prea idealiste, pt speranta in mai bine, pt film, pt melodie, pt melodii, pt ca ai aparut, pt ca m-ai "drogat", pt afrodisiac, vb vise , pt vise! offf pt vise!pt "zece" :D pt acest "zece" nu pt alt "zece". nu pt alte "zece", pe"noua" si pt "opt"!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Take care, 'cause I'm coming in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I see my shadow and I don't know when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I'm alive with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And it feels so true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;We don't need shelter only sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Bring back the storms that made us high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I'm alive with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Baby, I'm a renegade like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Baby, I'm hurting too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Been around the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Now I'm running back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Sweetheart, this world makes no sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;No pot of gold, incence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I'm alive with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;We don't need shelter on this sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Bring back the storms that made us high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But we're alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Run with me, we'll take it all together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Run with me, 'cause you're the one I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Run with me, 'cause we won't live forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Run with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;ce zici? te risti?:))-o sa incerc sa explic: am o relatie deosebita cu eul meu interior si exterior- mai mult cu al' interior dar nu vreau sa se supere pe mine niciunul! asa ca am invatat sa scriu printre randuri- din economie de spatiu desigur! "desigur!"- ai zice tu:)) vezi? te cunosc! tu- nu ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1667534208010613642?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1667534208010613642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1667534208010613642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1667534208010613642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1667534208010613642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/04/renegate.html' title='reabilitare'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1705101294840060314</id><published>2007-04-05T00:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T01:00:13.552+03:00</updated><title type='text'>noi ca oameni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RhQf4dhtwUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jylJ71ToZRQ/s1600-h/galmeanu_3463636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049696137048342850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RhQf4dhtwUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jylJ71ToZRQ/s320/galmeanu_3463636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nu am mai scris de ceva timp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;! nu stiu de ce poate o fi timpul, poate or fi ideile mele vraiste din cap! nu am nici un motiv real pt a fi deprimata sau suparata! sau am dar ala e de alta natura! dar... am o stare care ma acapareaza intr-un mod foarte ciudat- am dat vina pe luna plina si nu imi retrag acuzatiile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;imi este ciuda ca nimeni nu ma cunoaste cu adevarat, toata lumea zice ca ma cunoaste dar ... se mint singuri! in totalitate nimeni nu ma cunoaste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e foarte ciudat cand vine cineva la tine si-ti zice "te cunosc", "stiam eu asta" sau "clasic-tu"! :))clasic eu ce? in anumite situatii comportamenul nostru ia intorsaturi de 180 de grade in functie de situatia respectiva, asta nu inseamna ca ma cunosti sau ca ma stii, asta inseamna ca ai descoperit INCA ceva din "multipla" eu!! e oarecum amuzant si in acelasi timp trist- nu stie nimeni cum esti cu adevarat! si ceea ce e si mai trist e ca nimeni nu are curiozitatea sa te cunoasca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;persoanele complicate sunt ocolite- sunt prea complicate, persoanele previzibile- sunt prea previzibile... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cum ar trebui sa fii ca sa fii atat de interesant cat sa starnesti curiozitatea altora sa te cunoasca ca om?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1705101294840060314?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1705101294840060314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1705101294840060314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1705101294840060314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1705101294840060314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/04/noi-ca-oameni.html' title='noi ca oameni'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RhQf4dhtwUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jylJ71ToZRQ/s72-c/galmeanu_3463636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-2597051937977925109</id><published>2007-03-14T14:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:32:40.246+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RffrKY2lI5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/RaoY2xaEmFo/s1600-h/Flint+Mountains,+Montana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RffrKY2lI5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/RaoY2xaEmFo/s320/Flint+Mountains,+Montana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041756871567156114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in my... cam asta este ideea care ma scoate momentan din starea  in care ma aflu!&lt;br /&gt;"Sunt un om trist. Asa m-am nascut. Sunt nostalgic. Si, cateodata, nostalgia se confunda cu tristetea.Cred ca si cei mai veseli oameni din lume se confrunta cu asa ceva. Ma afund in ele pana la capat, apoi ies la suprafata. Depresiile nu trebuie vindecate. Ele trebuie traite. Cand incerci sa le vindeci e ca si cum ai pune tencuiala peste un perete igrasios. E o vindecare superficiala. Depresiile trebuie traite, ca sa vezi ce te invata. Eu n-am iesit din depresie decat consumand-o pana la capat. Sa consumi o depresie pana la capat inseamna sa-ti dai seama de ce si cum ai ajuns acolo, sa te gandesti, sa analizezi si-apoi sa-ti spui: „Ce prost am fost!”. In clipa aia ai scapat de depresie! "-Tudor Chirila&lt;br /&gt;asta fac de una bucata saptamana... incerc sa-mi vindec "depresiile"!&lt;br /&gt;Nu incerc sa dau vina pe cineva pt proprii mei pitici, dar m-as simti mult mai bine daca mi-as da seama ca altcineva e vinovat pt ei si nu eu!&lt;br /&gt;am obosit sa ma mint, sa ma autoincurajez, sa cred ca nu e adevarat ce simt, ca nu ma afecteaza... sunt la capatul puterilor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-2597051937977925109?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2597051937977925109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=2597051937977925109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2597051937977925109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/2597051937977925109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-need-to-hear-some-sounds-that.html' title='i need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RffrKY2lI5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/RaoY2xaEmFo/s72-c/Flint+Mountains,+Montana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-5330466615008130205</id><published>2007-03-12T01:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T03:52:38.847+03:00</updated><title type='text'>cineva mi-a spus"zece"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RfSXpY2lI4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DBjST6W1KG4/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RfSXpY2lI4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DBjST6W1KG4/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040820620236235650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mi-am taiat singura aripioarele!erau frumoase, albe, spectaculoase, adevarate!m-am mintit singura:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mereu o sa ma bantuie , iar "cum ar fi daca ar fi?"...nu o sa ma lase! stiu asta ! va trebui sa accept asta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-5330466615008130205?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5330466615008130205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=5330466615008130205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5330466615008130205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5330466615008130205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/03/cineva-mi-spuszece.html' title='cineva mi-a spus&quot;zece&quot;!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/RfSXpY2lI4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DBjST6W1KG4/s72-c/24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6785442588363528070</id><published>2007-03-09T21:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:23:10.717+02:00</updated><title type='text'>zsa zsa zsu</title><content type='html'>arta de a fi indragostit&lt;br /&gt;Cine a spus ca a fi indragostit este o arta a grait un mare adevar! eu incerc aici sa scriu un "text" bazat pe propriile'mi trairi si sentimente ...un mic text care sa ma ajute sa-mi luminez starea,un text care sa ma ajute sa judec situatia si din alt unghi decat cel al celui care sufera si tanjeste dupa cineva!&lt;br /&gt;Acesta nu este un text ca sa impresioneze ci doar un mod de a-mi face o "psiho-analiza".. un mod de a-mi pune ideeile ce-mi zboara prin cap cu viteza luminii, in ordine !In genere dupa recitire iti cam dai seama unde ai gresit sau daca ai gresit!&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu pot spune niciodata ca iubesc pe deplin ...nu stiu ce sentimente ar trebui sa se implice in aceasta stare "sublima" asa cum o numesc unii sau "chinul vietii"cum o numesc altii!Pot doar sa banui ca ceea ce simt se incadreaza perfect in "decorul pictat de zeitele dragostei"!Nu toata lumea vede dragostea si iubirea ca "le grande eliberation", ca "luminita de la capatul tunelului", ca singura chestie "pt care merita sa traiesti"! Multi o percep ca pe un "chin constant", ca pe un "lucru dupa care m-am saturat sa alerg",ca pe un miraj!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru mine dragostea e putin diferita de ce se intampla in jurul meu ...e putin mai inocenta ...putin mai perversa....putin mai rea...putin mai amagitoare !&lt;br /&gt;Sa iubesti este superb!Fluturasii in stomac (za-za-zu asa cum i-a numit carry in tds)sunt alarma!&lt;br /&gt;Mereu am fost indragostita si am incercat si am analizat (ca pe un cobai)intensitatea propriilor sentimente;modul in care te maturizezi in privinta lor odata cu trecerea timpului pana cand sentimentul de siguranta,respect si stabilitate se confunda discret cu iubirea! Ei da cred in puterea obisnuintei intr-un cuplu!Cunosc la fel de bine punctul in care fluturasii zboara si ramai implinita psihic; momentul in care sufletul tau ti se pare un vechi castel gol de prea mult timp si momentul in care incepi sa scrii doar ca atunci cand vei reciti poate te vei lamuri!.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6785442588363528070?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6785442588363528070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6785442588363528070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6785442588363528070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6785442588363528070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/03/za-za-zu.html' title='zsa zsa zsu'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-6144904688800208724</id><published>2007-03-09T21:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:15:35.514+02:00</updated><title type='text'>bang bang</title><content type='html'>care eSte clasificarea ta?&lt;br /&gt;-PROSCRIS!&lt;br /&gt;-cum ajungi?&lt;br /&gt;-TREBUIE SA TE DECIZI CE VREI SI SA PERSEVEREZI!!&lt;br /&gt;cand eu nu voi mai fi, toti veti cugeta asupra acestui lucru! si poate o sa va dati seama de ce am facut ceea ce am facut!........ei nu stiu de ce sunt in stare!ei nu stiu ce pot face!....................&lt;br /&gt;OPRITI-VA!!OPRITI-VA!!&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie sa fii tare! FII TARE!!!cateodata doar iti vine sa plangi!!&lt;br /&gt;cateodata URA e singurul lucru care exista cu adevarat pe lume!&lt;br /&gt;oamenii respecta URA...vorbeste ...vibreaza...are viata!...le place sa te vada sangerand...pana la moarte!!!le place sa te vada cu iti reprimi lacrimile........te afecteaza...iti schimba comportamentul...iti modifica particulele!!si int-o zi te trezesti...te uiti in oglinda...si nu te mai recunosti!!...deoarece crezi ce-ti spun ei!!&lt;br /&gt;ce se grabesc ....km si km....nu vor avea destule dupa ce voi termina eu!!!&lt;br /&gt;Uneori urasc faptul ca traiesc, dar imi este prea frica sa mor!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-6144904688800208724?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/6144904688800208724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=6144904688800208724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6144904688800208724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/6144904688800208724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/03/bang-bang.html' title='bang bang'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-5312074272227421789</id><published>2007-02-22T11:57:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T03:53:32.434+03:00</updated><title type='text'>insensibilitate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a trecut un an de cand nu am mai plans sa mi se rupa sufletul in mine! partidele de bocit imi erau ca un calmant, ma ajutau sa merg mai departe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e ciudat sa ajungi intr-un loc unde si cele mai insensibole persoane plang, atunci simti ca trebuie sa fiu curajos si dur si pt ele!nu am stiut ca e un fel de capcana! a trecut un an decand nu am mai "evadat"chiar daca imi plange sufletul in mine, eu nu pot sa o fac! nu pot sa mai arat compasiune si nu pot sa scap de duritatea si insensibilitatea care au ajuns ca ma caractterizeze chiar si in fata persoanelor foarte apropiate mie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e ciudat ...ar trebui sa ma cunoasca sa-si aduca aminte ce fel de om sunt; dar nu1 de parca le-ar fi fost totul sters din memorie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;la inmormantarea bunicului mi s-a reprosat ca ma prefac...ca nu plang cu adevarat...atunci...m-am inchis! nu am mai putut varsa o lacrima in public!da e adevarat am plans de oboseala de nervi dar nu de suparare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;anul asta tatal meu mi-a spus ca "ti-ai reprimat bine sentimentele!" pana si el m- crezut insensibila...il cunosc ...sigur asta a crezut! e adevarat ca iar nu am putut sa vars macar o lacrima... nu puteam intelege de ce persoanele pe care le-am iubit cel mai mult m-au parasit ...una dupa alta ...la mai putin de un an... sa o vad pe sora mea plangand a fost unul dintre cele mai grele lucruri pe care le-am facut! ea nu m-a "certat" si catalogat...stie cum sunt...ma iubeste asa... stiau toti cat i-am iubit... nu aveau dreptul sa-mi ceara ceva!inca nu am trecut peste socul provocat...inca nu m-am elberat ...sunt inca in perioada de negare1 nu pot sa cred ca nu o sa-mi mai vad "parintii"aia care m-au iubit mereu si nu m-au certat decat cand am gresit cu adevarat care m-au iubit neconditionat , care m-au invatat multe , care m-au protejat si de parintii mei ! nu pot sa cred ca nu o sa mai vad persoanele pt care eu si sora mea eram cele mai importante lucruri de pe Terra! sper sa stie cat i-am iubit , chiar daca nu le-am aratat niciodata cat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nu arat cand tin la cineva , e o chestie a mea, mereu m-am vrut rea;acum am reusit! as vrea sa nu mai fiu asa dar stiu ca nu pot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nu sunt insensibila doar ca nu mai pot sa-mi regasesc sensibilitatea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-5312074272227421789?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5312074272227421789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=5312074272227421789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5312074272227421789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5312074272227421789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/02/insensibilitate.html' title='insensibilitate'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-1055599228188542828</id><published>2007-02-20T15:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T15:39:35.653+02:00</updated><title type='text'>despre "prieteni"</title><content type='html'>iti poti da seama daca ai prieteni, nu neaparat intr-o situatie disperata, ci si in una care nu necesita consolare! E bine sa stii ca ai pe cineva langa tine, cineva care tine la tine neconditionat si care iti spune totul in fata fara menajamente si care te poate face sa intelegi ca ai gresit. Nu prea exista astfel de oameni, sau poate nu i-am intanlit eu, sau-hey-...poate sunt eu de vina!! Oi fi eu dificila si greau de suportat... sau poate o fi faptul ca nu mai cred cu aceiasi intensitate in prieteni si in prietenia lor "sincera si neconditionata"!&lt;br /&gt;continui sa cred ca un prieten iti este prieten si atunci cand te cunoaste ..&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot sa cred ca sunt persoane perfecte - pur si simplu nu pot sa cred!! Poate sunt perfecte mastile lor zambitoare si privirile alea pline de intelegere si umede ca ochii unui vitelus pierdut de mama, dar perfecte - NU!&lt;br /&gt;Daca sunt dezamagita?! DA; dar doar de faptul ca am avut dreptate!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-1055599228188542828?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1055599228188542828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=1055599228188542828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1055599228188542828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/1055599228188542828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/02/despre-prieteni.html' title='despre &quot;prieteni&quot;'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-5831126982362850583</id><published>2007-02-20T14:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T15:23:51.938+02:00</updated><title type='text'>think outside the box!</title><content type='html'>putin trista pe mine.&lt;br /&gt;azi am vb cu un prieten de-al meu si ...si iar m-a ravasit! de vreo 4 ani tot incearca sa ma convinga ca Iasul nu e pt mine! si eu nu pot sa cred asta! sa ma mut? sa-mi caut alt job? sa fac altceva? sa fac ceva? orice cu viata mea care trece pe langa mine cu viteza luminii! imi este frica de nou... mereu mi-a fost... increderea in mine a fost in timp zdruncinata asa ca... nu cred ca pot! vreau mai mult, dar imi este frica sa aspir catre mai mult... daca o sa fiu dezamagita daca se intampla inevitabilul si clachez? daca nu o sa reusesc? daca nu o sa reusesc?... numai atat aud in minte&lt;br /&gt;nu pot sa cred ca toata viata mea o sa fie asa, si eu o sa fiu un nimeni, un zero brat, o nulitatea... o persoana de care nu o sa-si mai aduca aminte nimeni, sau care nu a inteprins nimic in toata existenta sa...&lt;br /&gt;ce a ramas din mine?  sunt atat de egoista ca nu pot sa ma urasc ca nu fac nimic! sunt furioasa...  nu pot sa cred... o sa fiu una din miile de persoane care nu conteaza... aaa si ce daca aspir nu la mai mult, ci la foarte mult?!?!?... stiu ca pot si ca nu pot in egala masura... tre' sa fiu impinsa de la spate, stiu asta... un sut in fund, o bataie buna... un om care sa ma sustina... mult curaj... mult curaj si mult suflet, crezi ca poti? nu, nu pot! e prea mult pt mine... cererea e prea mare... atunci ce o sa fac?... o sa te descurci, mereu ai facut-o!... ba nu!... ba da!uita-te la tine! uita-te, la naiba! ai sa vezi!... nu vad nimic! vad doar un om urat!... asa vrei tu sa vezi un om urat , dar stii ca esti frumos; aia e problema, stii ca esti atat de frumos incat iti este frica sa arati!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-5831126982362850583?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5831126982362850583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=5831126982362850583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5831126982362850583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/5831126982362850583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/02/think-outside-box.html' title='think outside the box!'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-8992715876757638208</id><published>2007-02-19T21:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:26:58.981+02:00</updated><title type='text'>liniste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Prea multa agitatie in jurul meu... mult prea multa! As da orice sa fiu pt o saptamana in locul pe care l-am iubit cel mai mult! Cred ca ala era locul, nici unde in alta parte nu m-am simtit mai "acasa" decat acolo! A fost locul unde am fost intradevar fericita si am citit si in ochii altora aceleasi sentimente pe care le aveam si eu! o bucurie impartasita care te face sa dormi bine noaprea si sa visezi iepurasi albi si veverite rosii!:P Dar lucrurile se schimba, oamenii se schimba, unii mor ,altii se pierd si in final ramai doar tu si cu egoistul tau EU! Egoismul lui te invaluie incet, si, intr-un mod "placut" te mobilizeaza dandu-ti putere sa mergi mai departe! In acele momente corpul tau se relaxeaza si creierul incepe sa-ti ofere informatii poate de mult uitate, amanunte trecute cu vederea, analizand "la rece" totul si apoi, daca ai noroc si destula putere, iti va oferi si raspunsuri, solutii si iti va mai da si ceva "teme pt acasa", asa ca sa nu te plictisesti! Acesta e modul in care ACUM imi doresc sa petrec o saptamana! Departe de toata agitatia asta nebuneasca intr-o liniste "absurda", unde nimeni nu ma intreaba nici macar cat e ceasul; unde nimeni nu-mi incurca gandurile! O sa incerc sa dispar... poate voi si reusi! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-8992715876757638208?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/8992715876757638208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=8992715876757638208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8992715876757638208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/8992715876757638208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/02/prea-multa-agitatie-in-jurul-meu.html' title='liniste'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6839679124775706581.post-3527929117172318856</id><published>2007-02-19T20:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:27:25.229+02:00</updated><title type='text'>inceput</title><content type='html'>La sugestia unei cunostinte am sa incerc sa-mi fac si eu un blog!:)) daca nu o sa-mi iasa macar m-am scos- am scris mare ca sunt "tampenii":)) deci... in special vor domina depresiile mele, furia, nemultumirile, toate lucrurile negative! hei dar daca nu ma iubesc eu cine sa o faca?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6839679124775706581-3527929117172318856?l=oromanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3527929117172318856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6839679124775706581&amp;postID=3527929117172318856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3527929117172318856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6839679124775706581/posts/default/3527929117172318856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oromanita.blogspot.com/2007/02/la-sugestia-unei-cunostinte-am-sa.html' title='inceput'/><author><name>Romanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08968277768772676889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQOJJkHDmQk/TNFeMmEFW_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/x-4FhCGGESE/S220/PA310001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
