<?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-7748685217603182936</id><updated>2011-10-22T11:22:04.091+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lips of an angel</title><subtitle type='html'>Dragostea arata omului cum ar trebui sa fie.Eu m-am nascut ca sa iubesc.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-3451856580938704360</id><published>2011-10-22T11:13:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T11:13:05.567+03:00</updated><title type='text'>.. so much, it hurts ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Uitase cat de rau doare, uitase ce simte atunci cand are inima franta. Dar timpul nu a uitat-o. Acum sta ghemuita intr-un colt, cu ochii plini de lacrimi, tremurand si rugandu-se sa nu mai doara. Incearca sa isi adune ciob cu ciob inima, dar de fiecare data cand parca reuseste sa lipeasca 2 bucatele, acestea se sparg si mai tare si mii de bucatele si mai mici. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mereu ii spuneam: "Micuto, iubirea doare" , dar ea imi raspundea zambind ca nu doare, ci o face fericita. Dar acum nu mai pot citi aceeasi fericire in ochii ei, parca s-au stins luminile care ii faceau privirea deosebita, nu au mai ramas decat siroaiele de lacrimi care ii ineaca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O privesc cum plange si ma intreb de ce trebuie sa trecem prin momentele astea? De ce uneori ne doare sufletul de atata iubire? De ce cei care se presupune ca ne iubesc ne frang inimile? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ea era persoana care tot ce facea, facea din iubire, iar in ochii ei ai fi citit mereu o euforie greu de imaginat. Acum insa nu mai vad decat durere, frica, tristete si dezamagire. &lt;em&gt;Il iubeste atat de mult, incat doare ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-3451856580938704360?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3451856580938704360/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=3451856580938704360' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/3451856580938704360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/3451856580938704360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-much-it-hurts.html' title='.. so much, it hurts ..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5389470025715189045</id><published>2011-08-05T01:36:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T01:48:58.961+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly, madly, deeply</title><content type='html'>Am lăsat în seara asta să iasă la iveală faptul că mă doare desparţirea de totul de aici, de parinţi, de prieten, de toate locurile în care obişnuiam să îmi petrec timpul. Până în seara asta ţineam toate aceste ganduri în mine şi nu le dădeam voie sa iasă la iveală, şi astfel reuşisem să le tratez cu ignoranţă, ca şi cum nu ar exista. A fost însă nevoie doar de un moment de slăbiciune ca să răpufnesc şi sa las libere cele mai dureroase gânduri ale mele. Mă gândesc cu groază la momentul în care mă voi despaţi de ei şi la faptul că nu va mai fi mama lângă mine să o strâng in braţe atunci cand simt nevoia, că nu voi mai putea alerga la Ela atunci când voi avea ceva de povestit, când voi vrea să trec peste un impas. Îmi va fi atât de dor de tot şi de toţi, de lumea asta în care eu am o identitate, în care ştiu că ceea ce spun este ascultat, în care ştiu că prezenţa mea contează. Poate îmi e frică de necunoscut, poate îmi e frică de ceea ce mă aşteaptă.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5389470025715189045?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5389470025715189045/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5389470025715189045' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5389470025715189045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5389470025715189045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2011/08/truly-madly-deeply.html' title='Truly, madly, deeply'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5975563095308378335</id><published>2011-03-02T03:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T03:38:23.321+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In cautarea fericirii</title><content type='html'>Cand spun fericirea nu-mi vine in minte niciun moment inainte de 03.01.2010, imi vine in minte doar primul sarut, prima intalnire, prima strangere in brate. Cand spun fericire imi trec prin minte, ca un film, momentele pe care le-am petrecut impreuna, clipele in care ma strangeai in brate si imi sopteai ca ma iubesti. Dar acum totul pare atat de vechi si de indepartat, de imposibil de atins. Simt cum totul s-a terminat, si parca amandoi o stim, dar ne e frica sa recunoastem adevarul. Mi-e frica sa ma gandesc cum va fi totul fara tine, pentru ca stiu ca doar in bratele tale am cunoscut fericirea. Acum nu ne-a mai ramas nimic, decat cuvinte reci,aruncate in vant, fara sa realizam de fapt greutatea lor. Mi-e greu sa privesc inainte si sa nu te vad pe tine, dar totodata mi-e greu sa mi te vad alaturi ca o stana de piatra, careia nu ii pasa nimic, pe care nici vantul nici furtuna nu o misca din loc. Nu ai inteles pana acum ca eu atunci cand iubesc, iubesc din tot sufletul si inima mea si ca o fac neconditionat. Nu ai inteles ca eu tot ce am facut, am facut ca sa ne fie bine. Nu ai inteles nici ca nu sunt perfecta, cum nici tu nu esti, dar iubirea este acceptarea si adorarea celui de langa tine asa cum este, cu bune, cu rele. Nu intelegi sentimentele mele, nu intelegi felul meu de a fi si de a gandi. Si se pare ca eu sunt cea care nu intelege nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Ceea ce eu de fapt nu inteleg e de ce te joci cu inima mea, chiar atat de putin iti pasa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5975563095308378335?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5975563095308378335/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5975563095308378335' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5975563095308378335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5975563095308378335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-cautarea-fericirii.html' title='In cautarea fericirii'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-1374914649332626067</id><published>2011-02-09T22:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:34:17.344+02:00</updated><title type='text'>.. doar tu ..</title><content type='html'>Tu m-ai facut sa ma simt femeie, sa ma simt iubita, sa iubesc neconditionat, intr-un fel in care nu am mai facut-o vreodata. Tu mi-ai aratat ce inseamna fericirea, ce inseamna sa fii apreciat, sa te simti bun, util, frumos. Cum as putea eu sa renunt la omul care mi-a aratat tot ce era mai bun la mine? Cum crezi ca as putea sa ma indepartez de tine?&lt;br /&gt;Tu esti cel care imi da aripi, dar si cel care mi le frange, tu esti cel care ma iubeste, dar si cel care imi frange inima, tu esti cel care ma face sa rad, dar si cel pentru care curg lacrimile mele, tu ma alinti,dar tot tu ma certi, tu ma chemi si tot tu ma alungi, esti binele si raul din viata mea in acelasi timp.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a fost dat sa te iubesc pe tine, mi-a fost dat sa fiu departe de ceea ce iubesc si mi-a fost dat sa sufar pentru iubirea ce nutreste in sufletul meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti-am lasat inima mea cu toata increderea, de ce nu vrei sa ai grija de ea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: asculta melodia asta ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ud0vwxXtL8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ud0vwxXtL8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-1374914649332626067?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1374914649332626067/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=1374914649332626067' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1374914649332626067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1374914649332626067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/doar-tu.html' title='.. doar tu ..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5035730957316471569</id><published>2011-02-09T22:01:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:12:12.588+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum?</title><content type='html'>Cum se face ca atunci cand ne chinuim si construim ceva in viata noastra apare ceva ce darama tot ce am construit? Ca un cutremur puternic si neanuntat vine si are grija sa iti distruga toate visele, sperantele si telurile. Cred ca e menirea noastra, sa incepem de fiecare data de la inceput, sau poate ar trebui sa ne complacem cu situatia. Dar ce faci cand nu vrei sa accepti pierderea si nu vrei sa traiesti decat implinit si fericit? Oare chiar exista fericirea deplina? Chiar exista relatiile si casniciile perfecte pe care le vedem in filme?&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e greu sa accept faptul ca as putea sa pierd singurul lucru care m-a facut fericita cum nu credeam ca pot fi, dar mi-e greu si sa accept faptul ca nu mai e asa. Poate ca gandesc prea mult, poate ca vreau prea mult de la oameni, de la viata. Nu inteleg de ce m-am invatat sa fiu perfectionista, sa consider ca merit tot ce e mai bun, sa cred ca fericirea ti-o faci asa cum vrei. In fond, nu sunt singura pe lume si nu exista om care sa fie la fel ca mine, sa aiba aceleasi dorinte si principii.&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa stiu ce e de facut, dar nu gasesc solutia pentru ceea ce ma macina. Sa renunt la ceea ce iubesc mai mult sau sa accept situatia si sa sper ca se va schimba ceva?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5035730957316471569?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5035730957316471569/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5035730957316471569' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5035730957316471569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5035730957316471569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2011/02/cum.html' title='Cum?'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5294365498451513283</id><published>2010-10-11T23:50:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T23:52:27.835+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The new era</title><content type='html'>Back!! Am plans, am bocit, ma rog, ce am mai facut eu. Dar gata, incepand de azi s-a terminat. Incepe o noua era in viata mea incepand cu 12.10.10 . O sa fac schimbari majore. Si cei care le vor simti ar fi mai bine sa poate costum de protectie, pentru ca ceea ce urmeaza nu e nici macar pe departe atat de bland si de cald ca inainte. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5294365498451513283?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5294365498451513283/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5294365498451513283' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5294365498451513283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5294365498451513283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-era.html' title='The new era'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-598429001838431971</id><published>2010-10-11T23:15:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T23:35:22.862+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Greseli</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ma gandesc, de ce oare facem greseli? De ce suntem cu totii atat de imprudenti, grabiti si ignoranti incat gresim, fata de noi si fata de cei din jur? De ce de cele mai multe ori nu gandim ceea ce facem sau spunem ci doar actionam, fara sa ne dam seama ca poate anumite chestii, care pe moment par banale, reprezinta principala cauza a celor mai mari greseli ale noastre.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ce se intampla cand gresim si nu mai putem repara nimic? Cand totul ramane asa, si poate pentru toata viata suportam consecintele acelor greseli?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu am gresit mult fata de mine. Am gresit cand la 19 ani, am incercat sa par ceea ce nu eram, si am gresit fata de viata mea si fata de pincipiile mele. Am gresit cand am spus ca nu vreau un majorat, doar pentru ca stiam ca ai mei nu si-ar permite un majorat la inaltimea colegelor si prietenelor mele. Ar fi fost momentul meu, de care mi-as fi amintit toata viata, de care poate le-as fi povestit copiilor. Am gresit cand am zis ca nu mai vreau la facultate la Bucuresti, tot pentru ca ai mei nu si-ar fi permis sa ma tina acolo, in ciuda faptului ca imi doream asta , insa mi-am refuzat experienta asta si toate oportunitatile pe care acest oras le-ar fi putut oferi, sau nu, dar nu voi sti niciodata. Am gresit cand am fost impulsiva, imprudenta, cand nu am acordat destula credibilitate anumitor lucruri sau oameni. Gresesc si acum ca imi scriu greselile, pe care poate le voi reciti si imi voi aminti din nou si din nou de ele. Si gresesc ca plang cand imi amintesc de ele, in fond si la urma urmei sunt faptele mele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Insa stau si ma gandesc ce e mai grav, sa gresesti fata de tine sau fata de ceilalti? E mai grav sa iti incalci principiile, sa dovedesti altceva despre propria persoana, sau sa gresesti fata de persoane care nu au nicio vina ca tu nu esti destul de prudent sa iti tii in frau faptele? Am gresit si fata de ceilalti mult. Fata de ai mei ca poate nu am fost copilul pe care si l-ar fi dorit. Am gresit fata de prietenii mei ca i-am distantat sau i-am lasat sa plece (difera de la caz la caz). Gresesc zi de zi fata de omul pe care il iubesc, ca poate nu il inteleg prin ce trece si el si poate uneori exagerez. Si asta sunt si cred ca mereu voi face greseli, fata de mine si fata de ceilalti. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grav este ca unele nu le mai pot lua inapoi, pentru ca si-au lasat amprenta. Bun este faptul ca unele pot fi ameliorate in timp, sau altele nu mai au nicio importanta odata cu trecerea timpului. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ceea ce e dramatic, e ca de cele mai multe ori nu ne cerem scuze, din orgoliu, din purul fapt ca avem impresia ca avem dreptate si ca nu am gresit cu nimic, sau alte ori din rusine. Si e pacat, pentru ca exista posibilitatea ca atunci realizam ca am gresit sa fie poate prea tarziu ca de partea cealalta a scuzei sa existe cineva care sa ne ierte.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-598429001838431971?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/598429001838431971/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=598429001838431971' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/598429001838431971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/598429001838431971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2010/10/greseli.html' title='Greseli'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-1059995406809241501</id><published>2010-09-08T00:08:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T00:20:05.520+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e frica de moarte</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Deodata acum m-a lovit o frica de moarte. Dar nu mi-e frica de faptul ca nu as mai exista eu in lumea asta, ci ca as pierde tot ce e in ea. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mi-e groaznic de frica ca nu as mai fi o viata langa tine, ca nu voi mai putea sa te iubesc , ca nu voi mai putea sa te ating, sa iti alin tristetile sau sa iti amplific bucuriile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mi-e frica si ca nu voi mai avea ocazia sa fiu mama, sa imi tin in brate copilasul, sa il vad cum creste, sa fiu alaturi de el in viata la orice pas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mi-e frica sa imi las familia, acum cand simt ca incep sa ii pot ajuta, sa ii pot sprijini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mi-e frica fiindca nu ii voi mai avea pe prietenii mei , nu vom mai rade, nu vom mai plange impreuna. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu mi-e frica de ce ar fi lumea asta fara mine, ci de ce as fi eu fara ea, de faptul ca as putea sa pierd totul, intr-o secunda. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu sunt pregatita sa renunt la lumea asta, am atatea planuri, atatea vise. Mai am atata iubire de impartasit, mai vreau sa mai vad fetele zambitoare ale celor dragi, mai vreau sa ii pot strange in brate;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dar imi e frica .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-1059995406809241501?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1059995406809241501/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=1059995406809241501' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1059995406809241501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1059995406809241501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2010/09/mi-e-frica-de-moarte.html' title='Mi-e frica de moarte'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-6969001458426179734</id><published>2010-09-07T01:16:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T01:41:09.712+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ma simt de parca explodez.. de dor.. de fericire.. de iubire.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;De fiecare data cand ma intrebi "Vrei sa te casatoresti cu mine?" ma trec fiori prin tot corpul. Tu, cel care stie totul despre mine, tot ce am facut in viata, lucruri de care nu sunt mandra sau dimpotriva, lucruri cu care ma mandresc; Tu cel care imi asculti toate temerile, care imi suporti toate figurile, care imi alini sufletul cu o vorba buna. Nu pot sa cred ca inca ma mai iubesti, ca inca iti mai doresti sa fiu cu tine pentru eternitate, nu pot sa cred ca nu te-ai saturat de copila de mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Te privesc adesea si nu inteleg ce am facut eu sa merit sa fiu aleasa pentru inima ta. Nu inteleg cum tu ai vazut in mine o femeie si nu una oarecare ci cea pe care ai ales sa o ai langa tine la bine si la rau, pentru toata viata. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunt inca un copil, tanjesc dupa iubire, dupa cuvinte frumoase, dupa afectiune, dupa zambete.. iar tu esti cel care hraneste copilul din mine cu tot ce ii trebuie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imi pare atat de rau ca nu sunt acum langa tine, sa te strang in brate si atat.. sa te strang atat de tare incat sa simti toata dragostea care arde acum in sufletul meu.Uneori nu apreciez tot ce faci pentru mine si poate ca te necajesc si iti reprosez diverse chestii, dar indiferent de cat de tare ma supar te iubesc la fel de mult si nu as putea niciodata sa renunt la tine si la mangaierile tale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu esti perfect, nu sunt perfecta, dar atunci cand suntem impreuna nu mai conteaza nimic, suntem doar noi si iubirea noastra, si datorita ei trecem peste toate obstacolele, si suntem fericiti, pentru ca ne iubim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Te iubesc puiul meu. Si DA.. vreau ca TU sa fii langa mine acum si in viitor, pentru toata viata. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-6969001458426179734?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6969001458426179734/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=6969001458426179734' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/6969001458426179734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/6969001458426179734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2010/09/tu.html' title='Tu'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-2535356115768743215</id><published>2010-07-10T03:33:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T03:41:22.666+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce?</title><content type='html'>De ce stau langa tine?&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca ma faci sa ma simt ca-n rai ..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca de fiecare data cand te uiti la mine ma trec mii de fiori..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca atunci cand imi spui ca ma iubesti parca am aripi sa zbor..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca in fiecare sarut al tau simt atingerile ingerilor ..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca atunci cand ma atingi parca trupul meu a fost facut pt atingerile tale..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca uitandu-ma in ochii tai vad viitorul..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca simtindu-ti respiratia simt cum toata fiinta mea prinde viata..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca atingandu-ti buzele toate problemele dispar..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca atunci cand sunt cu tine nu simt nici foamne, sete, somn sau frig..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca vocea ta e de ajuns sa vad totul in culori vii..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca nu imi doresc sa fiu in alta parte,decat cu tine..&lt;br /&gt;.. pentru ca te iubesc .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si atunci.. de ce oare nu plec acasa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-2535356115768743215?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2535356115768743215/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=2535356115768743215' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2535356115768743215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2535356115768743215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2010/07/de-ce_10.html' title='De ce?'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-4750456865102530134</id><published>2010-07-07T00:17:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T19:08:50.289+03:00</updated><title type='text'>.. o lacrima ..</title><content type='html'>Iese rece din ochi si curge apoi pe obrazul rosu si fierbinte, sfarsindu-si drumul pe barbie sau pe gat. Asta e cursul lacrimei la suprafata, dar stie cineva ce face ea inauntrul corpului?&lt;br /&gt;Ea incearca sa curete durerea pe care ai provocat-o, incearca sa spele si sa inchida fiecare rana pe care ai lasat-o pe sufletul meu. Are cele mai bune intentii, visul ei sa e devina o lacrima de fericire, care sa amplifice bucuriile, dar acum nu poate, e doar o lacrima menita sa scoata tristetea din sufletul meu. Din pacate nu reuseste, pentru ca rana e atat de adanca, si cheama si altele, care la fel de binevoitoare ca si ea, curg pe aceleasi rani incercand in zadar sa le astupe, sa le curete sau macar sa le faca mai putin dureroase, si totusi nimic nu se intampla, rana parca e din ce in ce mai adanca, mai sangeranda, mai dureroasa. Inima bubuie de durere de parca ar vrea sa iasa din piept, parca ar vrea sa fuga, undeva departe de tine, departe de tot ce ii provoci. Si tie nu iti pasa, iti vezi in continuare de cursul vietii ca si cum nimic nu s-ar fi intamplat.. ca si cum nu ai fi tinut ascunsa cea mai ascutita arma si cand imi era lumea mai draga mi-ai infipt-o in inima, fara sa-ti pese ca o va durea, ca va avea rani si ca ii vor ramane urme pentru totdeauna. Acum dormi, dormi in nepasarea ta, lasandu-mi lacrimile sa incerce zadarnic sa imi vindece ranile, si lasandu-mi sufletul invaluit de durere, fara a mai putea sa revina la realitate, fara a mai putea zambi, fara a mai putea iubi din nou.. a ramas doar lacrima.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-4750456865102530134?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4750456865102530134/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=4750456865102530134' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/4750456865102530134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/4750456865102530134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-lacrima.html' title='.. o lacrima ..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-1990016250607639727</id><published>2010-05-18T20:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:23:55.950+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My real love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/446/446517kjkcr493ht.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/446/446517kjkcr493ht.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A trecut mult timp de cand nu am mai postat. Si am trecut prin multe de cand nu am mai postat. Un lucru insa ramane neschimbat: in fiecare zi ma indragostesc tot mai mult si mai mult. Iubesc din tot sufletul si din toata inima, iubesc un om care imi atinge sufletul cu fiecare cuvand, cu fiecare rasuflare. Dumnezeu mi-a asezat in fata minunea iubirii, mi-a aratat ce lucru minunat poate face iubirea din om. Iubindu-te pe tine ma simt de parca pot zbura, pot atinge cerul, pot fi fericita in fiecare clipa. Nu mai simt lipsuri, parca toate golurile din viata mea le-ai umplut tu. Cu fiecare sarut pe care mi-l dai simt cum prind aripi, simt cum inauntrul meu milioane de inimioare rosii de elibereaza si ma umplu cu atat de multa fericire incat radiez. De fiecare data cand imi spui ca ma iubesti imi doresc sa fii langa mine pentru toata viata, sa ne impartim bune si rele, bucurii si tristeti, tot ce ne inconjoara. Atunci cand iti simt inima cum bate imi amintesc de faptul ca inima mea bate doar pentru tine. Nu imi pot imagina cum am ajuns sa te iubesc, dar cert e ca as fi pierdut cea mai mare comoara a vietii mele daca nu as fi facut-o. Esti ca un inger, care ma ocroteste si ma iubeste indiferent de ce spun sau fac. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu stiu de ce am inceput acum sa scriu.. dar simteam ca am atatea chestii de zis, ca am atatea sa eliberez.. desi toate astea le stii, pentru ca tie ti le spun ori de cate ori am ocazia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te iubesc bebe meu ! Esti tot ce am .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-1990016250607639727?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1990016250607639727/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=1990016250607639727' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1990016250607639727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1990016250607639727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-real-love.html' title='My real love'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-4336435825924549546</id><published>2010-03-30T13:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T13:25:01.744+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I make my will :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/56/56523dyuk5aprlk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/56/56523dyuk5aprlk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glumesc. Si totodata bat in lemn. Dar astazi plec in Spania, plec departe, plec pe marte .. eh nici chiar asa =)). Va urez tuturor un "Paste Fericit" si sa fiti cuminti si sa ascultati de parinti, sa nu faceti pacate cruciale. Asa ca sa stiti ca va las toata dragostea mea si va las prietenele mele in grija, daca nu aveti grija de ele va ia Agamita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa-mi fie dor de tot, parca deja mi-e dor desi inca nu am plecat. O sa-mi fie dor de serile cu fetele, de umblat prin oras, de stat la Lili pana la 5 dimineata vorbind de vrute si nevrute, de cafenelele de pe Tomis :)) , de Adi si de barfele noastre, de Florin si de mahmurelile lui, de caterinca de la facultate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate nu-mi dati un mail/sms de ziua mea, ca ma intorc si va rup manutele si va bag cu ele la fundulet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acestea fiind spuse imi urez "Drum bun" si un calduros si sincer "Doamne ajuta!" si astept sa ma intorc in tara cu poze multe si o gramada de povesti. Va pup maxim .. maxim am zis !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-4336435825924549546?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4336435825924549546/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=4336435825924549546' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/4336435825924549546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/4336435825924549546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-make-my-will.html' title='I make my will :))'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-3264179218960323100</id><published>2010-02-03T08:15:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:49:59.416+02:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me .. (happy b-day to us)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/36/36935bo5mpiksc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/36/36935bo5mpiksc3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trecut o luna.. o luna de cand sufletele noastre au devenit unul singur. O luna pe care am trait-o intens, in care fiecare clipa avea sens, pentru ca te am pe tine. Ai facut din viata mea un basm, o poveste de dragoste care astazi sarbatoreste o luna.. putin ce-i drept, si ma intreb cum de a evoluat relatia asta atat de repede. Sunt uimita de fiecare data cand imi arati cat de mult ma iubesti si imi inima canta de fericire. Iti multumesc pentru toate momentele frumoase dintre noi si sper ca iubirea ta sa nu se schimbe vreodata. Te iubesc bebe !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daca ai putea privi in ochii mei sa te vezi cum te vad si eu, daca ai avea inima mea sa simti ce simt si eu atunci cand iti sarut buzele dulci ai fi si tu in al 9-lea cer cum sunt eu de fiecare data cand impart aceeasi clipa cu tine. Te pup bebe&lt;/span&gt;" (05-01-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cu tine in gand incepe ziua pt mine si tot cu tine se termina. Cu tine visez si tot cu tine imi doresc sa ma trezesc in fiecare dimineata. As vrea sa faci parte din viata, sufletul si inima mea. Sa fii tot&lt;/span&gt;" (05-01-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you so much. No tienes ni idea de lo que significas para mi cielo. Te quiero mas de lo que te imaginas.&lt;/span&gt;" (10-01-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ti-as spune ca te iubesc dar stiu ca e mult mai mult de atat. Mi-e dor de tine maxim. Mi-ai luat mintile. Iti apartin trup si suflet. Te quiero.&lt;/span&gt;" (22-01-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;De cand te-am cunoscut pe tine ma simt diferit. Parca totul are sens acum. Tin minte cand te-am vazut prima oara pur si simplu mi-ai furat inima. Stiam ca trebuie sa fii a mea. Stiam ca tu ai sa ma faci fercit, ai sa ma faci sa zambesc si sa traiesc fiecare intens cum nu am mai trait pana acum. Alaturi de tine am invatat sa iubesc si sa ma simt iubit. Pt toate astea te iubesc cu tot sufletul si inima mea. Fara tine nimic n-ar mai avea sens. Te iubesc pufosule.&lt;/span&gt;" (25-01-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Persoana iubita: pt mine e fata care ma face fericit, care ma iubeste neconditionat, care ma accepta asa cum sunt, care poate vedea in sufletul meu asa cum nu a mai facut-o nimeni, care ma face sa traiesc intens fiecare zi, care pentru mine inseamna tot ce ma inconjoara, fiecare bataie a inimii mele..este pentru ea. Fiecare rasuflare ma face sa-i duc doru si mai mult fiecare zi fara ea ma face sa ma simt un simplu om dar stiu ca ea ma iubeste, ea este soarele meu, inima si sufletul si totusi nu pot descrie ce inseamna pentru mine decat pot simti, pot trai si o pot iubi cu toata fiinta mea. Sunt doar un om care iubeste un inger, te iubesc pe tine desi e prea putin, iti daruiesc inima mea pentru o eternitate. A inceput si se va termina cu tine. TE IUBESC !!&lt;/span&gt;" (26-01-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;N-am intalnit o persoana asa hotarata ca tine. Te iubesc mai mult ca ieri si mai putin ca maine. Cu tine vreau sa-mi petrec restul zilelor mele. Mi-e dor de tine maxim. Pup&lt;/span&gt;" (28-01-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 luni jumate bebe ne mai despart de restul vietii NOASTRE. SI n-am sa-ti mai dau drumu vesnic. Forever and ever and ever. Love u maxim. Kiss kiss.&lt;/span&gt;" (28-01-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tu esti sufletul meu. Daca tu n-ai fi soarele n-ar mai rasari, luna nu mi-ar mai lumina noptile si stelele nu m-ar mai acoperi. Fara tine totul ar fi trist. Viata mea ar deveni monotona si simpla. Totul ar fi lipsit de logica. Iar eu n-as mai insemna nimic fara tine. M-as ofili ca o floare de tristete. Esti aerul meu.&lt;/span&gt;" (30-01-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Si uite asa a trecut o luna din viata mea alaturi de cea mai dulce, scumpa si frumoasa fata pe care am cunoscut-o. O luna ca in povesti. Plina numai de lucruri frumoase cuvinte de dragoste si momente pe care nu le voi uita niciodata. Te-am gasit pe tine, persoana care da un cu totul alt sens vietii mele. Pentru tot ce esti TE IUBESC, pentru tot ce vei fi TE IUBESC  si pentru tot ce insemni pentru mine iti daruiesc restul zilelor alaturi de tine. Inima si sufletul iti apartin. La multi ani iubi !&lt;/span&gt;" (03-01-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astea sunt motivele pentru care in fiecare zi imi dau seama cat de greu e fara tine. Astea sunt mesajele care ma lasa fara rasuflare atunci cand le citesc si uneori chiar fara replica. Esti iubirea mea, si vei fi pentru toata viata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-3264179218960323100?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3264179218960323100/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=3264179218960323100' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/3264179218960323100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/3264179218960323100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-make-me-happy-b-day-to-us.html' title='You make me .. (happy b-day to us)'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5779050723979461777</id><published>2010-01-27T22:59:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:38:46.997+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding on for you</title><content type='html'>Cine ar fi crezut ca voi mai fi capabila sa iubesc? Eu una mereu ma gandeam, in misoginia mea (fata de barbati), ca pe pe la 27-28 de ani incolo imi voi mai gasi pe cineva langa care sa ma astept sa-mi petrec viata. Chiar cu ceva vreme inainte de revelion vorbeam cu Adi ca mi-e imposibil sa-mi gasesc pe cineva din terte motive. Dar uite ca iubirea nu apare atunci cand vrei tu, ci cand vrea ea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si asa te-am cunoscut pe tine, am ajuns sa te iubesc in ciuda faptului ca acum o luna imi erai atat de indiferent. Erai pt mine doar varul unui amic, doar un client fidel, nestiind de fapt care era motivul fidelitatii tale fata de restaurant. Zi de zi ma uimesti cu afectiunea cu care ma invelesti, ma uimeste cata grija ai de mine, cata atentie imi acorzi si cat de mult ma iubesti. Cand te vad atat de sigur si de hotarat in ceea ce priveste viitorul nostru parca incep si eu sa gandesc spre mai departe, parca ratiunea incepe sa piarda teren in fata iubirii.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-mi vine sa cred totusi cat de mult ma poti iubi, dupa ce a trecut atat de putin timp. Nu-mi vine sa cred ca intr-adevar eu sunt persoana cu care ai vrea sa-ti imparti tot restul vietii si in special, nu-mi vine sa cred cat ai reusit sa-mi schimbi viata in doar o luna de zile.&lt;br /&gt;Pana acum eram interesata doar sa fac cariera, bani, sa-mi obtin independenta financiara si sa ma realizez pe plan profesional. Acum nu s-au schimbat foarte multe, doar ca imi doresc toate astea impreuna cu tine. Imi doresc sa devina realitate tot ce mi-ai spus: sa fim impreuna pentru toata viata, sa realizam impreuna tot ce ne dorim, sa ne iubim pe zi ce trece tot mai mult. E clar ca e mult mai usor in doi. Insa sunt sigura ca e chiar mai usor .. cu tine. Pentru ca gandesti la fel ca mine, ai aceleasi aspiratii ca si mine, aceleasi principii. O jumatate mai potrivita nu cred ca gaseam. Ti-am zis adesea ca nu as putea niciodata sa stau cu o persoana limitata, care nu are ambitia sa ajunga mai sus decat este, care m-ar tine si pe mine in loc. Dar tu , tu esti pe aceeasi lungime de unda cu mine si stiu ca ai merge de mana cu mine pana-n panzele albe fara sa ramai in spate nici macar un pas.&lt;br /&gt;Asta e motivul pentru care te iubesc atat, pentru care accept distanta si pentru care rezist in timp, departe de tine, in ciuda faptului ca e atat de greu. Stiu ca odata ajunsi unul langa celalalt vietile noastre vor lua o intorsatura brusca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc pentru ca esti tare si ma faci si pe mine sa fiu la fel, te iubesc pentru ca esti alaturi de mine cand imi e greu, te iubesc pentru ca imi porti de grija, te iubesc pentru ca imi arati sentimentele tale cand am mai mare nevoie de asta, te iubesc pentru ca ai ochii verzi (:)) ) , te iubesc pentru ca ai incredere in mine, te iubesc chiar si pentru ca esti gelos, te iubesc si cand incerci sa ma pui la incercare, te iubesc pentru ca esti doar al meu, te iubesc pentru ca ma iubesti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5779050723979461777?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5779050723979461777/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5779050723979461777' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5779050723979461777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5779050723979461777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/holding-on-for-you.html' title='Holding on for you'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-2796464513314666061</id><published>2009-12-31T14:34:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:43:26.057+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrospectiva 2009</title><content type='html'>Azi am tras linie .. si in sufletul si mintea mea 2009 a fost un an prost. Insa daca stau si analizez nu a fost chiar atat de rau. Sa o luam astrologic si incep cu banii (=)) ) ; cu banii chiar am stat foarte bine, mai ales in vara cat am lucrat am dus-o regeste :)) , eh sa nu exageram, dar ce e drept nu am simtit lipsa de nimic. Cu sanatatea am stat de la foarte bine in sus, nu am luat gripa porcina :)) , nu am avut alte gripe aviare, cabaline sau boli ale vacilor nebune , acum spre sfarsit ce m-a luat o raceala mica, manifestata prin tuse, de care nu mai scap. Cu dragostea, ca de obicei =)) eu nu ma indragostesc, desi chiar am cunoscut in anul asta foarte multi baieti, dar nu mi-am vazut viata impartita cu nici unul din ei. Acum la sfarsit de an cred ca s-a egalat balanta, stau prost cu banii, sunt un pic bolnavioara si ma simt indragostita, de cine? Habar nu am, insa cert e ca simt ca plutesc si sunt mereu vesela si zambitoare :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asadar va doresc si voua ce-mi doresc si mie. Adica un an 2010 mai bun decat 2009. Va pup si ne cititm la anul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-2796464513314666061?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2796464513314666061/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=2796464513314666061' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2796464513314666061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2796464513314666061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/retrospectiva-2009.html' title='Retrospectiva 2009'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-2006316660220028569</id><published>2009-11-23T18:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:11:57.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai sa spunem si noi ceva..</title><content type='html'>Desi azi nu am decat gaduri frustrate legate de voturile care doar ce s-au numarat si care m-au dezgustat. Ma dezgusta prostia romanilor dar ma rog, cine sunt eu sa le explic oamenilor ca PD(L) si PSD au tot avut si ca ar fi cazul sa adopte o schimbare. Ei nu sunt in stare sa-si dea seama singuri ca lucrurile nu merg bine.&lt;br /&gt;Ideea era sa vorbesc astazi despre ceea ce ma face fericita, pe mine personal si atat. Faptul ca aseara am pus capat unui conflict iscat in grupul meu de prietene nu poate decat sa-mi umple sufletul de bucurie, sa speram ca armonia va tine intre noi mult timp de-acum incolo si ca nicio cearta nu ne va mai perturba prietenia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-2006316660220028569?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2006316660220028569/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=2006316660220028569' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2006316660220028569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2006316660220028569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/hai-sa-spunem-si-noi-ceva.html' title='Hai sa spunem si noi ceva..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5126683664255329824</id><published>2009-11-12T09:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:25:42.063+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My bestie are blog..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:HkAAp-oKoapURM:http://www.joe-ks.com/archives_nov2004/BlondeComputer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 101px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:HkAAp-oKoapURM:http://www.joe-ks.com/archives_nov2004/BlondeComputer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei, nu va ganditi ca am o bestie care are blog, ci una din prietenele mele cele mai bune are blog. Intr-o insipiratie de moment a hotarat ca vrea si ea sa aiba blog. Si a inceput sa scrie incet, incet, iar ceea ce a iesit mie una mi-a placut foarte mult. E funny, e natural, e roz si e al ei. Eu ii urez bun venit in lumea bloggerilor si multa inspiratie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://liababy1.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://liababy1.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; - Lia !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Fiind 12, trebuie sa-i urez &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LA MULTI ANI&lt;/span&gt; !! unui drag prieten - Alex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5126683664255329824?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5126683664255329824/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5126683664255329824' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5126683664255329824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5126683664255329824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-bestie-are-blog.html' title='My bestie are blog..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-743385321087885683</id><published>2009-11-03T22:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:33:26.596+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Women/Man?</title><content type='html'>La New York s-a deschis un magazin unde femeile pot alege si cumpara un sot.&lt;br /&gt;La intrare sunt afisate regulile de functionare ale magazinului:&lt;br /&gt;- Poti vizita magazinul O SINGURA DATA!&lt;br /&gt;- Sunt 6 etaje si caracteristiciule barbatilor se imbunatatesc pe masura ce urci la etajul superior.&lt;br /&gt;- Poti alege orice barbat de la un etaj, sau poti urca la etajul urmator.&lt;br /&gt;- Nu te poti intoarce la etajul inferior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O femeie decide sa viziteze magazinul pentru a gasi un barbat care sa ii tina companie&lt;br /&gt;La etajul unu, pe usa este urmatorul afis:&lt;br /&gt;Acesti barbati au un loc de munca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Femeia decide sa mearga la etajul urmator&lt;br /&gt;La etajul al doilea pe usa este urmatorul afis:&lt;br /&gt;Aceasti barbati au un loc de munca si iubesc copiii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Femeia hotaraste sa urce la etajul urmator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La etajul al treilea pe usa este urmatorul afis:&lt;br /&gt;Acesti barbati au un loc de munca, iubesc copiii si sunt extrem de frumosi!&lt;br /&gt;"Wow" isi spune femeia, insa hotaraste sa mearga la etajul urmator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La etajul al patrulea pe usa este urmatorul afis:&lt;br /&gt;Aceasti barbati au un loc de munca, iubesc copiii, sunt frumosi de innebunesti si ajuta si la treburile din casa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredibil! exclama femeia. Cu greu pot rezista! Insa decide sa mearga la etajul urmator&lt;br /&gt;La etajul cinci pe usa este urmatorul afis:&lt;br /&gt;Aceasti barbati au un loc de munca, iubesc copiii, sunt frumosi de innebunesti si ajuta si la treburile din casa si sunt extrem de romantici!&lt;br /&gt;Femeia este tentata sa ramana si sa aleaga un barbat, insa pana la urma decide sa urce la ultimul nivel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La etajul sase se afla urmatorul afis:&lt;br /&gt;Esti vizitatoarea cu nr. 31.456.012 a acestui etaj. Aici nu sunt barbati, acest etaj exista numai pentru a demonstra ca este imposibil sa satisfaci o femeie...&lt;br /&gt;Multumim pentru ca ati ales sa vizitati magazinul nostru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vis a vis de acest magazin, s-a deschis unul asemanator de unde barbatii isi pot cumpara o nevasta.&lt;br /&gt;La primal etaj sunt femei care sunt inebunite dupa sex.&lt;br /&gt;La etajul doi sunt femei care sunt inebunite dupa sex si nu te bat la cap.&lt;br /&gt;Etajele de la 3 la 6 nu au fost niciodata vizitate de barbati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-743385321087885683?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/743385321087885683/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=743385321087885683' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/743385321087885683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/743385321087885683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/womenman.html' title='Women/Man?'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5627719434695163438</id><published>2009-11-03T22:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:41:31.270+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New posting</title><content type='html'>A trecut atat de mult de la ultima mea postare pe blog. De dragul vremurilor pierdute m-am apucat sa recitesc blogul, si sincer nu ma mai regasesc aici. Acum am in cap zilnic tot felul de amanunte despre economie, afaceri, leadership, strategii si management. Nici macar dorinta de a fi o umanista convinsa nu o mai regasesc pe my wishlist. Se pare ca incepe sa se contureze viitorul meu, se pare ca am ales drumul potrivit, drumul care s-a dovedit a fi intr-un final ceea ce ma preocupa. Nu a mai ramas umanista decat dorinta de lecturare, dorinta de aprofundare, insa pana si asta tinde uneori spre domeniul economic. Ce este un lider? Este acel om care isi atinge scopurile prin antrenarea celorlalti. De ce imi doresc sa fiu un lider? Sincer, nu stiu, eu vad in acea definitie o doza de egoism destul de mare, iar egoismul e o "calitate" care nu a existat niciodata in palmaresul meu. Insa stiu ca vreau sa fiu un lider, vreau sa implementez inovarea in managementul din Romania, vreau sa fiu un exemplu pentru managerii (sau mai bine zis.. sefii :)) ) care actioneaza pe piata in momentul de fata, cel putin in ceea ce-i priveste pe cei ce manageriaza IMM-uri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oki, doki .. what about the other me. Cealalta parte a mea.. simte un dor imens in suflet. Un dor de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tine&lt;/span&gt;, un dor de&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mine&lt;/span&gt;, un dor de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi mi-a ramas ceva .. ceva care indiferent de scopuri, teluri si asteptari ramane: iubirea, prietenia si Gossip Girl !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5627719434695163438?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5627719434695163438/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5627719434695163438' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5627719434695163438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5627719434695163438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-posting.html' title='New posting'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5872428700371310786</id><published>2009-09-24T12:05:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T03:43:54.524+03:00</updated><title type='text'>XOXO, Gossip girl</title><content type='html'>A inceput noul sezon din gossip girl ..al treilea sezon. Desi imi rod unghiile de la saptamana la saptamana in asteptarea unui nou episod, merita fiecare secunda de nerabdare. Sa vedem ce s-a mai schimbat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter Baizen : (Sebastian Stan) &lt;img title="" alt=":X" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile13.gif" /&gt; a devenit un personaj pozitiv? Este victima Serenei? Sau viitoarea mare iubire? Ideea e ca s-a facut tot mai frumos &lt;img title="" alt=":X" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile13.gif" /&gt; .. ma mandresc cu asa un Constantean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blair Waldorf: (Leighton Meester) Hmm.. i se potriveste rolul de indragostita .. de Chuck &lt;img title="" alt=":X" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile13.gif" /&gt; .. insa nu o vad pe Blair cea care sa se lase prejos, nici macar in facultate .. e queen B .. si iese in evidenta indiferent de loc sau de cine o inconjoara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck Bass: (Ed Westwick) e.. acelasi Chuck Bass, doar ca acum e unul indragostit si fidel .. sau cel putin asa pare , dar e abia inceputul. In rest nu s-ar fi putut imbunatati nimic la el ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/LIPSOF~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/LIPSOF~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5872428700371310786?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5872428700371310786/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5872428700371310786' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5872428700371310786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5872428700371310786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/xoxo-gossip-girl.html' title='XOXO, Gossip girl'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-6089520756446372797</id><published>2009-09-20T23:01:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:08:54.605+03:00</updated><title type='text'>La multi ani .. sufletul meu !!</title><content type='html'>Astazi .. 20 septembrie 2009 vreau sa-i urez "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La multi ani&lt;/span&gt;!!" unui om prea special din viata mea. Unui om care e alaturi de mine de 4 ani de zile, care nu ma judeca si nu ma barfeste, care ma cearta doar pentru ca imi vrea binele. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, te iubesc, la fel ca la 17 ani, chiar daca acum ai implinit 20, si ai trecut la un nou nivel al vietii, insa vreau sa stii ca indiferent cati ani vor trece voi fi mereu alaturi de tine, gata sa te cicalesc si sa fiu o lipitoare pentru toata viata. Dar asta doar pentru ca te iubesc, pentru ca vreau sa iti fie bine si pentru ca atunci cand sunt cu tine, sau vorbesc cu tine sunt doar eu, fara ambalaje, fara ascunzisuri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sper sa fii fericit si sa ai parte de tot ce iti doresti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti multumesc pentru ca existi ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-6089520756446372797?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6089520756446372797/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=6089520756446372797' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/6089520756446372797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/6089520756446372797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-multi-ani-sufletul-meu.html' title='La multi ani .. sufletul meu !!'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-1224126637160339870</id><published>2009-09-17T23:16:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:20:25.884+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amintiri din .. fericire</title><content type='html'>Am cateva zile de cand m-a luat o nostalgie nesimtita .. vreau sa imi amintesc de perioada mea de glorie =)) .. in jur de 17 ani asa. Imi amintesc de forumul sufletului nostru .. spun al nostru pentru ca eram o comunitate, eram o familie, imparteam bune, rele, chirie (=)) ). Petreceam ore in sir razand, certandu-ne sau impartind pareri. Eram mici si ca niste sticle de sampanie care faceau poc din orice, dar la sfarsit ne dovedeam a fi dulci si lipiciosi.&lt;br /&gt;M-am apucat sa ne citesc trecutul, tumultos trecut ce-i drept .. dar picanteriile fac viata de familie mai frumoasa, nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Cum am vazut topicul am si stiut cine la deschis  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile16.gif" alt=":l)" title="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;  vai vai ......  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Esti moderator.....moderezi forumul nu dai ban sau avertisment ..... a daca mergi si faci pupi pupi la alina normal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile5.gif" alt=";)" title="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ti sa urcat puterea la cap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile5.gif" alt=";)" title="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; ...... pt forum faci toate astea BULLSHIT ...... inainte a fost la fel cum ii acuma ... ce sa intamplat .... a luat foc garsoniera .... a picat cerul ..... NU ..... in fine go ahead kiss some ass si poate o sa dai si ban &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile5.gif" alt=";)" title="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Si acuma va urma un speech a la babutza .... 90% ironie .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"uite si speech-ul... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile16.gif" alt=":l)" title="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; ..tu ai deja 2 avertismente...si aici tinem evidenta lor... :"&gt;...cauta alinare la ceilalti moderatori pe care pana acum nu-i placeai...dar brusc ii iubesti de nu mai poti...asta inseamna sa ai termen de comparatie... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile16.gif" alt=":l)" title="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; ..succes Mircea..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tu de fapt ce vrei sa demonstrezi ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/4dc8qrm.gif" alt="Image" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Ca esti mare si tare si te gasira' acum dragul de forum si vrei sa-l faci mai bun ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/4dc8qrm.gif" alt="Image" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Itzi spun eu ... prin ce faci tu ... il faci mai de kkt ... ptr ca acum mi-e efectiv sila sa mai intru aici ... aici unde mi-am petrecut 1 an de zile si unde am stat ore in sir ... de dimineatza pana seara ... unde am invatzat sa discut fara ca cineva sa-mi scoata ochii ca pun multe poze sau ca pun link-uri catre melodii . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" src="http://i15.tinypic.com/3yhasn8.gif" alt="Image" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Ai ajuns sa-i dai avertisment Tyei ca a pus cateva link-uri catre niste melodii , sau lui Mirciulica k a zis nush ce ... ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/4dc8qrm.gif" alt="Image" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Nu te uitzi asa la tine ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" src="http://i10.tinypic.com/4dc8qrm.gif" alt="Image" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Tzie daca tzi-ar fi facut cineva asa ceva ce-ai fi facut ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Isi mai aminteste cineva perioada?:)) Doamne cate controverse a stranit punerea babutzei moderator .. acum imi amintesc razand cu un ochi si plangand cu celalalt, razand pentru ca e chiar hilar, dar plangand pentru ca sunt sigura ca nu vom mai posta niciodata cu atata patos undeva, si nu ne vom mai implica atat de mult intr-un forum.&lt;br /&gt;Dar sa nu creada lumea ca noi doar ne certam .. nuuuu.. aveam si momente in care faceam planuri impreuna, mai, mai ca am fi facut plaja cu totii daca am fi fost unii langa ceilalti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="content"&gt;"&lt;img src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile58.gif" alt=":d/" title="" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile58.gif" alt=":d/" title="" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile58.gif" alt=":d/" title="" /&gt; Anunt important....apa e caldaaaa...  &lt;img src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile13.gif" alt=":X" title="" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile13.gif" alt=":X" title="" /&gt; azi ma duc la plaja....cine mai vine? &lt;img src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile27.gif" alt="" /&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Sunt de acooord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile58.gif" alt=":d/" title="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Dar trebuie sa facem rost de un tren special care sa ne culeaga pe toti"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Urcati`va toti pe EMIL (e`mail)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile16.gif" alt=":l)" title="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; si va aduce la mine"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Eu nu vin la tine,ca tu ma lasi sa dorm pe pres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile24.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile20.gif" alt=":-S" title="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"bine fac o exceptie....iti amenajez cada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile27.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"vroiam eu cada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;" src="http://garsonieraluimaruta.ro/forum/images/smilies/smile28.gif" alt="=((" title="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si interesant e ca unii chiar au ajuns la mare, altii au ajuns la Bucuresti, altii s-au vazut pe unde au apucat, si atunci cand se intalnea familia lui Maruta iesea nebunie, o nebunie inzecit mai mare decat cea de pe forum. Era,este si va fi mereu sublim momentul in care poti strange in brate omul cu care vorbesti atat in fata calculatorului. Asta e singurul lucru cu suflet pe care calculatorul ni-l ofera, niste oameni de care te atasezi mai repede decat este viteza internetului, niste oameni care iti lasa amprente pe suflet pentru toata viata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum s-a dus familia de pe forum, insa amintirile au ramas, pe alocuri au ramas si legaturi stranse de prietenie, prietenii care stii ca raman indiferent cate forumuri exista sau indiferent de firma de internet la care esti conectat. Suntem toti din aceeasi retea, reteaua sufletului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am gasit pe youtube bucatica de emisiune in care am fost o particica din familie, celalalta particica fiind acasa, in fata televizoarelor, cu emotii la fel de mari ca cei din platou. Ma uitam ca aveam niste emotii imense, imi tremura vocea si abia daca stiam ce sa spun. Nu erau emotii cauzate de camerele de filmat, ci de oamenii care ii aveam in jur, pentru ca oricand ei transmit emotii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/meM3xI2fe0s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/meM3xI2fe0s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anul asta m-am intalnit cu Adi pentru a 15 oara cred, si totusi am avut emotii, m-am intalnit cu Ana (brunetzica) si Paulici din nou, dupa ceva timp, si tremuram ca un pui de pisoi ud in mijlocul iernii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Mi-e dor .. mi-e dor de toti si de tot.&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/7748685217603182936-1224126637160339870?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1224126637160339870/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=1224126637160339870' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1224126637160339870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1224126637160339870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/amintiri-din-fericire.html' title='Amintiri din .. fericire'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.tinypic.com/4dc8qrm_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-1031340937570559710</id><published>2009-08-26T23:53:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:54:19.936+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip Girl - Season 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nP1Fn-49Sz8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nP1Fn-49Sz8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am asteptat chiar prea mult, zic eu. Din 14 septembrie incepe sezonul 3 din Gossip Girls. Abia astept sa vad prin ce aventuri mai trec personajele mele favorite. Ati face bine sa nu-l pierdeti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-1031340937570559710?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1031340937570559710/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=1031340937570559710' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1031340937570559710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1031340937570559710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/gossip-girl-season-3.html' title='Gossip Girl - Season 3'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-3789075810802334984</id><published>2009-08-23T19:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:37:26.051+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mint ... de dragul adevarului.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="text_articol"&gt;                                                         &lt;div class="text_sapou" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mint cand cred ca ochii care nu se vad se uita, ca timpul care se desfasoara il sterge pe cel trecut.&lt;br /&gt;Mint cand spun ca patul nu e imens. E o greutate in care ma pierd usor. Mint cand spun ca nu ma doare cand intind o mana si cuprind un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" class="leftclick" onmouseover="leftclick_display(this);"&gt;mare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; gol. E o tristete care imi strange ochii. Mint ca degetele nu se chircesc de dor. E ceva care le determina sa caute adevarul. Mint cand spun ca mana nu imi plange cand imbratiseaza trist un vis trecut. Ceva nu o lasa sa se impace cu resemnarea. Mint cand spun ca am acceptat. Inca nu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;               &lt;p&gt;Mint cand spun ca nu mai vreau sa stiu, nu mai vreau sa sper, nu mai vreau sa beau iluzii, nu mai vreau sa mananc iubire, nu mai vreau sa inghit suspine, nu mai vreau sa ma inec cu mila. Ma intereseaza totul si viata ta, mai ales. Mint cand zambesc. Mint cand spun ca nu ma simt vinovata ca n-am putut sa te fac sa mai ramai. Mint cand spun ca zambetul meu e pe jumatate durere din cauza ca nu esti acolo sa mi-l dai peste ureche, soptindu-mi ca mi se asorteaza minunat. Mint cand spun ca te-am uitat. Mint ca nu ma simt nefericita. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mint cand imi spun “noapte buna” si pleoapele blegele cred pana in varful genelor ca este buna. E o zi mohorata si trista, ca de toamna. Este o zi care nu se mai termina. Mint cand spun ca noptiera nu simte lipsa pozei tale. Dar stie ca nu mai ai ce cauta acolo. Mint cand spun ca s-au rarit rafalele de lacrimi. Mai nabadaioasa e ploaia torentiala de vara decat picaturile marunte si tomnatice. Mai grele 3 secunde de aduceri aminte decat un sezon de uitare. Este o minciuna gogonata. Mai tristi ochii seci care refuza sa dea curs puhoaielor decat cei animati de lacrimi. Mai fragil un suflet care simte ca nu mai are nimic de pierdut decat unul care stie ca e pe cale sa piarda. Mint cand reusesc sa-i fac pe altii sa ma creada ca sunt fericita. Spun adevarul cand vad ca imi iese atat de bine...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mint cand spun ca nu ma impiedic de alte trupuri pe care le iau, le sec de viata si le inapoiez rusinata si la fel de flamanda. Mint cand spun ca nu dezamagesc si nu sunt dezamagita cand le prind fara sufletul meu iubit. E o minciuna reciproca. Mint cand spun ca nu vreau ca urma lasata de pantoful meu in praf sa-ti sopteasca unde sa ma gasesti. E o mare pacaleala: urmele nu vorbesc. Mint cand spun ca nu vreau sa te ajunga si pe tine dorul asa cum ma chinuie pe mine si mint. E adevarat ca il arunc spre tine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Mint cand spun ca nu vreau sa-ti intru pe ferestra si sa-ti spionez in ganduri. Mint cand spun ca ochii mei nu se culca pe o ureche cautandu-i pe ai tai. Mint cand spun c-am invatat sa uit. Mint cand spun ca inteleg ce spun acum. Mint ca sunt coerenta in ceea ce spun. Mint cand cred ca ochii care nu se vad se uita, ca timpul care se desfasoara il sterge pe cel trecut. Mint cand spun ca inca nu se rupe o lume si nu se &lt;span class="leftclick" onmouseover="leftclick_display(this);"&gt;naste&lt;/span&gt; o durere cand inteleg ca atat a fost sa fii in viata mea. Si mint cand spun ca un singur gand nu ma preface in mii de tandari pe care nu pot sa le adun. Mint cand ma uit la mine si imi spun ca nu imi lipseste nimic. Mint cand spun ca am lasat sa se duca. Nu mint cand spun ca doar mintind te mai gasesc in viata mea. Pana cand o sa mai ma mint? Am obosit. Oare cand o sa vina un alt adevar, adevarul meu?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sursa: http://www.garbo.ro/articol/Familie/2287/Mint-de-dragul-adevarului.html&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-3789075810802334984?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3789075810802334984/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=3789075810802334984' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/3789075810802334984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/3789075810802334984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/mint-cand-cred-ca-ochii-care-nu-se-vad.html' title='Mint ... de dragul adevarului.'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-9068885964166993564</id><published>2009-06-28T18:16:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:41:19.144+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You`re my obssesion</title><content type='html'>Ca orice om viu pe lumea asta, am si eu cateva obsesii, cateva vicii la care nu vreau sa renunt nici in ruptul capului, pentru ca fac parte din mine, contureaza ceea ce reprezinta Catalina,Lips of an angel, Katutza sau Katu .. cum vreti voi. Voi incepe cu cea mai recenta zic eu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gossip girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serialul de care m-am indragostit la prima vedere. Actori tineri, jucausi, frumosi, dornici sa iubeasca, moda si stil, relatii interumane bine definite si cea mai reala si frumoasa prietenie dintre doua persoane pe care am putut sa o vad undeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4b6Bve3ZVQw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4b6Bve3ZVQw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bentite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ies din casa fara ele, tot de la Gossip Girl mi se trage, mai exact de la Blair Waldorf. Presimt o noua colectie in casa mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.styledash.com/media/2008/08/jcrew-chiffon-flower-headband,-$26.50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 482px;" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.styledash.com/media/2008/08/jcrew-chiffon-flower-headband,-$26.50.jpg" alt="" 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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Telefo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie sa fiu mereu la curent cu ce se intampla, trebuie sa am mereu la indemana telefonul meu pentru a putea sa comunic imediat cu cei apropiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.okazii.ro/auctions/2008/10/30/15043092-1-500_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://images.okazii.ro/auctions/2008/10/30/15043092-1-500_500.jpg" alt="" 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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cafenele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt fanul distractiei, sunt fanul iesirilor intre prieteni, sunt fanul cafelei. Unde le poti gasi pe toate daca nu intr-o cafenea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gbahtavern.com.au/images/coffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.gbahtavern.com.au/images/coffe.jpg" alt="" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tigarile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da stiu, dauneaza, sunt rele, strica pielea, strica dintii, insa eu NU VREAU sa le las. Multi vor dar nu pot, altii nu vor si nu pot, eu pot dar nu vreau, sunt parte reprezentativa a personalitatii mele&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/896/896339rde4ggmyft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 500px;" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/896/896339rde4ggmyft.jpg" alt="" 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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Concertele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi place muzica, imi plac zambetele, imi place dansul si imi plac bataile din palme. Intotdeauna am adorat un concert cu muzica buna, live bineinteles (sunt co-locatara lui Maruta, e normal sa fiu anti-playback, nu?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prietenii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei sunt obsesia mea principala. Ei sunt si muza mea .. ei imi hranesc blogul ( http://prieteniapeblog.blogspot.com ) , ei ma fac sa rad, cu ei imi petrec mare parte din timp. E perfect asa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-9068885964166993564?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9068885964166993564/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=9068885964166993564' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/9068885964166993564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/9068885964166993564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-my-obssesion.html' title='You`re my obssesion'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5992202356927207184</id><published>2009-06-25T00:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:23:28.050+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In the summer time ..</title><content type='html'>A venit vara, odata cu ea soarele straluceste mai tare, ziua e mai lunga, noi suntem mai veseli, mai iubitori, mai prietenosi, mai dornici de distractie si de ce nu, mai fierbinti, ca doar e cald afara.&lt;br /&gt;Desi caldura ma moleseste extraordinar de tare si in fiecare zi simt o oboseala in corp, totusi sunt foarte fericita ca a venit vara. Sunt fericita pentru ca e vacanta (nici in scoala generala sau liceu nu ma bucuram atat de mult de vacanta ca acum), sunt fericita pentru ca observ cum peste tot iubirea pluteste in aer, sunt fericita pentru orice floare care infloreste si pentru orice se intampla in jurul meu.&lt;br /&gt;Am multe amintiri legate de vara, si mai ales legate de mare .. de casa mea, de locul de care nu ma voi desparti niciodata. Imi amintesc de vara 2006 de parca a fost acum 2 luni, imi amintesc de toate emisiunile de la neptun, imi amintesc de toate intalnirile cu forumistii lui Maruta (numai Maruta a uitat de ei ..) , a fost o vara minunata.. am petrecut-o mai mult in Neptun, Olimp si Costinesti decat acasa.. alaturi de prieteni, de oameni minunati. In vara 2007 ne-am mutat "cortul" cu totu` la Costinesti .. vai cate amintiri, cate nebunii, cate alergaturi pe plaja "stai sa vorbesc putin cu tine!! " =)) . Vara 2008 cred ca a fost cea mai plina, intai despartirea de colegii din liceu, Bac-ul, inscrierea la facultate, emotii, bucurii, regrete.. apoi locul de munca, unde mergeam cu tot dragul, pentru atmosfera familiala de acolo, pentru distractia din cele cateva momente de respiro si pentru ca imi placea ceea ce faceam, iar in zilele libere, momente petrecute cu prietenii, cu persoane la care tineam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sper ca vara 2009 sa nu strice sirul unor veri petrecute la maxim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5992202356927207184?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5992202356927207184/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5992202356927207184' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5992202356927207184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5992202356927207184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-summer-time.html' title='In the summer time ..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-725711896099449851</id><published>2009-06-18T19:53:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:58:52.603+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Intr-un colt de suflet</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uir-Q6uQS74&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uir-Q6uQS74&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am facut tot ce-am stiut sa fac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Numai sa te uit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi nici piesa noastra&lt;br /&gt;Nu o mai ascult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cafeneaua-n care ne-ntalneam&lt;br /&gt;Acum o ocolesc&lt;br /&gt;Mi-aminteste de intaiul "Te iubesc!"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am sters si pozele cu noi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nu vreau sa dau timpu`napoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Am renuntat la tot ce aveam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Si-mi amintea de tine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insa ce nu pot uita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Este amintirea ta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; O pastreza inima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Intr`un colt de suflet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si oricat as incerca&lt;br /&gt;Nu te voi putea uita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te pastreaza inima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; intr`un colt de suflet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ar mai fi ceva..&lt;br /&gt;Ce nu voi putea uita&lt;br /&gt;Sufletul nu ma lasa&lt;br /&gt;Azi e ziua noastra... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nu azi, pe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; .. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ianuarie2006~&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am facut tot ce-am stiut sa fac&lt;br /&gt;Numai sa te uit&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu stiam ca`mi va fi dor&lt;br /&gt;Atat de mult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spun mereu k nu mai simt nimic&lt;br /&gt;Cand ma-ntreaba cineva&lt;br /&gt;Dar daca nu mai simt nimic&lt;br /&gt;De ce imi mai sta gandul la ea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sters si pozele cu noi&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa dau timpu`napoi&lt;br /&gt;Am renuntat la tot ce`mi amintea de tine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insa ce nu pot uita&lt;br /&gt;Este amintirea ta&lt;br /&gt;O pastreza inima&lt;br /&gt;Intr`un colt de suflet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si oricat as incerca&lt;br /&gt;Nu te voi putea uita&lt;br /&gt;Te pastreaza inima&lt;br /&gt;Intr`un colt de suflet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand e liniste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Aud vocea ta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand sunt singura&lt;br /&gt;Simt atingerea ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand inchid ochii mei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Vad ochii tai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai pot rezista...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-725711896099449851?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/725711896099449851/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=725711896099449851' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/725711896099449851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/725711896099449851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/intr-un-colt-de-suflet.html' title='Intr-un colt de suflet'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-8838854758085153449</id><published>2009-05-31T23:06:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:17:19.325+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I`m afraid to lose you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/SiLlyp9BuhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FY7q3xjzP44/s1600-h/1120206v3sjsr6zuj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/SiLlyp9BuhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FY7q3xjzP44/s320/1120206v3sjsr6zuj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342084766432868882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc !! Te iubesc pentru ca zambesti, te iubesc pentru ca-mi vorbesti, te iubesc pentru ca esti langa mine atunci cand ma astept mai putin. Iti iubesc fiecare firicel de par, iti iubesc fiecare respiratie, ador sa-ti simt pulsul inimii, ador sa-ti ating pielea. Esti pentru mine ca o piatra pretioasa, esti comoara sufletului meu. Iubesc felul in care ma alinti, felul in care ma saruti, chiar si felul in care ma tii de mana. Iubesc fiecare cuvant pe care mi-l adresezi, fiecare privire pe care mi-o arunci si fiecare moment in care sunt langa tine. Iubesc ceea ce sunt atunci cand sunt langa tine, iubesc felul in care imi umpli sufletul cu iubire, felul in care zambesc doar cand iti aud numele.&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc sa iti soptesc cat de mult te iubesc .. din pacate totul e doar un vis, iar cand ma trezesc realizez cat de greu ii e sufletului meu fara tine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-8838854758085153449?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8838854758085153449/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=8838854758085153449' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/8838854758085153449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/8838854758085153449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-afraid-to-lose-you.html' title='I`m afraid to lose you'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/SiLlyp9BuhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FY7q3xjzP44/s72-c/1120206v3sjsr6zuj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-717170810344108755</id><published>2009-05-28T17:57:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:29:26.885+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prietenia pe blog</title><content type='html'>Si am inceput si proiectul mult visat .. prietenia pe blog. De cateva luni bune stabilisem cu Alex sa facem un blog al prieteniei, in care sa vorbim despre prietenii nostri, despre ce inseamna ei pentru noi, despre ceea ce ne aduce prietenia si ce dezavantaje are ea. Ei bine blogul nostru e deja in plina desfasurare.. va invit si pe voi sa-l cititi sau nu =)). Eu, Alex si Paulici scriem in el deocamdata .. dar lista ramane deschisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiti prieteni !!&lt;br /&gt;BFF`s Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prieteniapeblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://prieteniapeblog.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-717170810344108755?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/717170810344108755/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=717170810344108755' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/717170810344108755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/717170810344108755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/prietenia-pe-blog.html' title='Prietenia pe blog'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-2829496025314005076</id><published>2009-04-17T00:40:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:03:57.066+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am inceput sa jucam leapsa .. Yuhuuuu .. Eu am primit de la &lt;a href="http://lungimedeunda.wordpress.com/2009/04/16/leapsa-p/"&gt;Ioana&lt;/a&gt; . So ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Task:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choose a singer/band/group.&lt;br /&gt;Answer using ONLY titles of songs by that singer/band/group.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;RICHARD MARX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thedavisarts.com/dac/images/events/100008RichardMarx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 503px;" src="http://www.thedavisarts.com/dac/images/events/100008RichardMarx.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you male or female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;More than a mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Describe yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ready to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do people feel when they’re around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;How would you describe your previous relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Should`ve Known Better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Describe your current relationship&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wainting on Your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where would you want to be now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The edge of forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you feel about love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Power of Me and You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What’s your life like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Right here waiting&lt;/span&gt; (for you :-&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would you ask for if you had only one wish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Almost everything&lt;/span&gt; (=)) se potriveste de minune)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say something wise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Can`t help falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si s-a terminat :( .. ce frumos a fost .. mai departe ajunge la .. hmm .. &lt;a href="http://dependenta-de-ciocolata.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bebe Paulici&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-2829496025314005076?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2829496025314005076/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=2829496025314005076' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2829496025314005076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2829496025314005076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/leapsa.html' title='Leapsa !!'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-1891013111568531215</id><published>2009-04-06T00:29:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:51:11.212+03:00</updated><title type='text'>.. deci 20 ..</title><content type='html'>La multi anisori mie !! Am 20, am schimbat amaratul de prefix. Vai cat urasc ideea de a avea 2 in fata, in loc de 1. In schimb altceva nu s-a schimbat la mine. Sunt extrem de fericita, iar pe cealalta parte ingrozitor de trista. Sunt fericita pentru ca sunt o norocoasa, am alaturi de mine oameni care ma iubesc si pe care ii iubesc. Sunt trista ca am inca sufletul unui copil in lumea asta plina de rautati, traiesc inca cu gandul la fericire, la iubire, desi viata mi-a aratat de mii de ori ca nu am dreptul la aceste lucruri din plin. Le multumesc celor care ma iubesc, ma respecta si au incredere in mine . Le multumesc celor care au fost alaturi de mine sambata, celor care si-au amintit de ziua mea si mi-au urat la multi ani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc varsta asta .. pt ca la fix 20 m-am eliberat de ganurile negative asimilate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-1891013111568531215?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1891013111568531215/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=1891013111568531215' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1891013111568531215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/1891013111568531215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/deci-20.html' title='.. deci 20 ..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-4523222923434452811</id><published>2009-03-30T15:40:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:53:31.751+03:00</updated><title type='text'>.. o lume in care ne iubim ..</title><content type='html'>Cine nu a ascultat macar odata "Interviul vietii mele" ? E unul din cele mai sensibile lucruri pe care l-am auzit/vazut vreodata, de fiecare data cand il ascult ma inmoi si imi amintesc din nou ce minunata e iubirea, cat de integri ne face si cat de puternic e sufletul unui om care iubeste.&lt;br /&gt;Ceea ce a lasat Dumnezeu mai frumos pe lume, este iubirea, iar noi nu avem altceva de facut decat sa iubim, sa ne petrecem intreaga viata nutrind acest sentiment in sufletul nostru, indiferent de problemele cu care ne incearca societatea. Nu trebuie sa uitam niciodata sa iubim cu puritatea unui copil, chiar daca mentalitatea ne este foarte matura si uneori uitam de copilul din noi.&lt;br /&gt;Invatati sa iubiti, sa iertati, sa zambiti, invatati sa priviti inainte, nu va maltratati sufletul in momentul in care dati piept cu anumite probleme, uita repede raul din viata ta, pastreaza amintirile placute si mergi in viata cu capul sus, zambetul pe buze si cu demnitate.&lt;br /&gt;Capacitatile intelectuale ne ajuta sa ne realizam in viata, insa nimic nu va fi adus pana la excelenta daca in ceea ce facem nu vom pune suflet. Asa ca nu intoarceti niciodata spatele iubirii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aF7W2FAj9Jo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aF7W2FAj9Jo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu sunt o fereastra deschisa, pentru zborul visurilor noastre. Te iubesc pana la Doamne-Doamne si inapoi de un infinit de ori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; O lume in care ne iubim si tu ma stii, ma ai, ma vrei, iar eu, eu te privesc si nu-mi ajunge, te simt si nu ma satur, te am si te mai vreau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-4523222923434452811?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4523222923434452811/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=4523222923434452811' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/4523222923434452811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/4523222923434452811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-lume-in-care-ne-iubim.html' title='.. o lume in care ne iubim ..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-2479567334473657693</id><published>2009-03-29T21:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:59:38.104+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne ai pe noi, suntem prietenii tai ..</title><content type='html'>Cat de profunda este amprenta pe care o lasa o prietenie asupra inimi voastre?&lt;br /&gt;Eu am regretat mereu prieteniile pierdute, amintirile care au fost. Regret prietenia unei foste colege de liceu extrem de mult, ne-am distantat din diverse motive, si ne-am distantat foarte tare, nu mai vorbim decat de sarbatori, in ciuda faptului ca eram nedespartite, eram aproape siameze.. 3 la numar, dar asta e viata. Regret faptul ca m-am distantat de cel mai bun amic de aici, mi-a fost cel mai drag coleg, coleg de munca, am impartit atatea, iar acum ne vedem atat de rar :(. Regret si relatiile cu ceilalti colegi, dar nu in egala masura cu acestea doua.  De fiecare data mi-a parut rau atunci cand am pierdut un prieten, pentru ca ador sa am prieteni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insa cea mai frumoasa e regasirea. Mi-am regasit o parte din prietenii de pe net, de care mi-a fost foarte dor si pe care ii iubesc, le datorez si lor o parte din Katu de acum. Mi-am regasit doi din cei mai buni prieteni din copilarie, Teo a fost prima fata careia i-am putut spune cu mana pe inima "prietena mea cea mai buna", iar faptul ca aseara am vazut-o, dupa cativa anisori, mi-a umplut sufletul de bucurie si emotie. Andrei, el a fost o revenire spectaculoasa in viata mea, ne-am apropiat foarte mult inca de cand ne-am revazut prima oara. E adevarat cand se spune ca oamenii se sprijina atunci cand au probleme asemanatoare. Eu am trecut acum putin timp prin ceea ce trecea el si pentru ca imi e prieten si fiindca are un caracter adorabil am vrut neaparat sa-l ajut. Sper usor, usor sufletul lui sa simta din nou fericirea, pentru ca o merita din plin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am in viata ceva mai important decat cei la care tin, decat familia si prietenii mei. Ei sunt energia mea, fara ei as fi un nimeni. Nu imi vad viata departe de cei pe care ii iubesc, nu concep sa pateasca ceva unul din ei, nu as suporta ideea de a nu le vorbi, de a nu-i vedea, de a nu-i strange in brate (chiar daca pe unii apuc sa-i strang foarte rar in brate :( ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:-1;" &gt;Cand nu mai am putere inchid ochii si realizez ca prietenii mei sunt energia&lt;br /&gt; mea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-2479567334473657693?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2479567334473657693/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=2479567334473657693' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2479567334473657693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2479567334473657693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/ne-ai-pe-noi-suntem-prietenii-tai.html' title='Ne ai pe noi, suntem prietenii tai ..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-2300463227362674091</id><published>2009-03-22T20:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:49:24.053+02:00</updated><title type='text'>.. uimire, si-atat ..</title><content type='html'>Cum se face ca doar la un an diferenta poti sa simti indiferenta pentru cineva pentru care simteai iubire? Cum se face ca cel ce candva era totul, acum nu mai e nimic? Azi l-am vazut pe omul pe care l-am iubit, dupa 5 luni in care nu ni s-au intersectat drumurile nici macar o clipa. Si faza e ca nu am avut nicio tresarire, nicio furnicatura, niciun tremur, tot ce am simtit a fost uimire, pentru faptul ca l-am vazut dupa atata timp si pentru ca m-a salutat. Totusi, e un sentiment aiurea, parca ma doare indiferenta mea, desi stiu ca nu am cum sa nu simt asta, avand in vedere in ce fel s-a terminat totul intre noi.&lt;br /&gt;                Ma temeam ca ar putea exista o farama de sentiment in sufletul meu, dar astazi mi-am dat seama ca nu mai simt absolut nimic pt el.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum eu m-am schimbat prea mult, viata mea s-a schimbat prea mult, asteptarile mele la fel.&lt;br /&gt;                    Se spune ca daca nu suferi pentru o iubire pierduta, nu o vei putea aprecia niciodata pe cea adevarata din viata ta, cea care va dura o viata si iti va aduce fericirea deplina in suflet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-2300463227362674091?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2300463227362674091/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=2300463227362674091' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2300463227362674091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2300463227362674091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/uimire-si-atat.html' title='.. uimire, si-atat ..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-13184997222731867</id><published>2009-03-20T02:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:29:08.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La multi ani !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i671.photobucket.com/albums/vv74/megski18/happy-birthday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 334px;" src="http://i671.photobucket.com/albums/vv74/megski18/happy-birthday.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADA .. la multi ani. Nu te-am uitat si pe deasupra imi e foarte dor de tine. Sa fii fericita si implinita pe toate planurile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si .. la multi ani dragului meu prieten Andrei, pentru data de 18. Chiar daca a trecut. Merita un loc aici.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-13184997222731867?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/13184997222731867/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=13184997222731867' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/13184997222731867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/13184997222731867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/la-multi-ani.html' title='La multi ani !!'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5806631587851656617</id><published>2009-03-06T22:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:02:54.044+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Azi a fost baba mea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 martie 2009 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce baba frumoasa am avut. 18 grade .. soare, o briza placuta . Ideal pentru plimbare, normal ca m-am si plimbat, am plecat la 2 de acasa si am ajuns la 10 =)) .&lt;br /&gt;Am fost cam prin tot orasul. Am stat intr-un parculet unde erau o multime de copii mici cu parintii lor, cata bucurie iti imprima in suflet un copil ce vine spre tine cu zambetul larg si cu mainile intinse. Am hranit un catel, cu chips-uri (nu stiu ce a fost cu mine, in mod normal nu mananc chips-uri, dar imi era pofta de ceva cu ardei iute) , a macat el 3/4 din punga .. credeam ca vor numai mezeluri =)). Am fost si la un cico , dupa atata plimbare era necesara putina hidratare. Seara am iesit din nou la plimbare cu doi prieteni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba mea a fost frumoasa si din punct de vedere meteorologic si din prisma faptului ca eu m-am simtit bine. Sper ca tot anul sa am zile cel putin la fel de frumoase ca asta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5806631587851656617?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5806631587851656617/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5806631587851656617' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5806631587851656617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5806631587851656617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/azi-fost-baba-mea.html' title='Azi a fost baba mea'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5861012761509716291</id><published>2009-03-01T01:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:26:25.573+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever and ever and ever</title><content type='html'>De ieri am o stare foarte ciudata, sunt trista, ingrijorata si nelinistita. Unul din cei mai dragi oameni din viata mea sufera moartea unei rude apropiate. De ce ma simt eu aiurea? Pentru ca ma termina ideea ca unul din prietenii mei sufera, ma dispera ideea ca nu pot fi langa el sa-l strang in brate si sa plangem impreuna, ma dispera ideea de suferinta, de moarte. Imi imaginez cum va fi cand cineva drag mie va muri, cred ca voi fi in stare de soc o perioada foarte lunga de timp. Oamenii pe care ii iubesc sunt totul pentru mine, nu imi imaginez viata fara ei, prefer sa ne certam, sa ne uram, sa plece si eu sa nu-i mai vad, dar sa ii stiu in viata, sa ii stiu teferi si cu zambetul pe buze.&lt;br /&gt;Acum ca e noapte, ma nelinisteste gandul de racoare, de moarte, ma nelinisteste numai gandul ca un om pe care eu il iubesc enorm sufera, gandul ca el a varsat lacrimi luna asta tot din cauza unei suferinte de genul avuta acum 2 ani si ca mai varsa si acum .. urasc moartea .. pentru ca desi se presupune ca elibereaza omul, ca sufletul redevine liber, ea aduce numai suferinta.&lt;br /&gt;E legea firii sa mori, dar e la fel de firesc sa iubesti, sa suferi cand celui drag i se intampla ceva si sa te darame sufleteste sa-l pierzi.&lt;br /&gt;Eu mereu am spus ca oamenii pe care eu ii iubesc sunt nemuritori, asa mi-as dori sa fie, sa nu ii pierd niciodata, sa ii am langa mine pentru totdeauna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Te iubesc mult si vreau sa stii ca sunt alaturi de tine cu sufletul in fiecare clipa, ma rog sa fii bine si incerc sa-ti transmit tie toata taria mea si.. abia astept sa te strang in brate.. sa simti cat de dor imi e de tine si cat de mult tin la tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-5861012761509716291?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5861012761509716291/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5861012761509716291' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5861012761509716291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5861012761509716291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/forever-and-ever-and-ever.html' title='Forever and ever and ever'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-8199546347266779489</id><published>2009-02-21T17:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:30:44.224+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gandurile unor oameni</title><content type='html'>Cautand ceva in birou am dat de agenda mea cu citate celebre. Citind mi-am amintit cat de importante sunt lucrurile marunte in viata unui om. M-am hotarat sa postez cateva si aici. Cele care au o valoare intelectuala si sentimentala ridicata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uneori dragostea te loveşte ca un bumerang în moalele capului.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A scoate prietenia din viaţă e ca şi cum am scoate soarele din lume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Prietenia înseamnă un suflet în două trupuri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Prietenia sfârşeşte acolo unde începe neîncrederea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True friendship consists not in the multitude of friends, but in their worth and value. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m not a perfect girl. Sometimes I have a broken heart and maybe some days nothing goes right. But when I think about it and take a step back I remember how amazing life truly is and that maybe, just maybe I like being unperfect !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nu rupe firul unei prietenii, caci, chiar daca il legi din nou, nodul ramane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cursul dragostei adevarate nu a fost niciodata neted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In definitiv, ce e dragostea decat o taina pe care o ascund indragostitii si o poarta in umbra, de frica luminii? Pasiunile fug de lumina - lumina le omoara. Indata ce taina se da pe fata, dragostea vestejeste, isi pierde fragezimea, vraja, devine ceva obisnuit, de toate zilele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragostea neimpartasita e ca o taiere de fierastrau in bustean uscat si se incheie cu ura si razbunare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orice dragoste care nu are la baza prietenia este ca un castel construit pe nisip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dragostea este indelung rabdatoare, este plina de bunatate: dragostea nu pizmuieste;  dragostea nu se lauda, nu se umfla de mandrie, nu se poarta necuviincios, nu cauta folosul sau, nu se manie, nu se gandeste la rau,  nu se bucura de nelegiuire, ci se bucura de adevar, acopere totul, crede totul, nadajduieste totul, sufere totul.  &lt;/b&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/7748685217603182936-8199546347266779489?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8199546347266779489/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=8199546347266779489' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/8199546347266779489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/8199546347266779489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/gandurile-unor-oameni.html' title='Gandurile unor oameni'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-7938774872303681045</id><published>2009-02-21T16:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:14:42.214+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu vreau poveste de-amor</title><content type='html'>Vreau sa-i multumesc special dragului meu Andrei (Bosse) pentru piesa minunata cu care mi-a facut cunostinta. Si pentru ca nu sunt egoista, iar piesa e superba, o impart cu blogul meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ploaia calda de vara pe umeri ma atinge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Am in suflet durerea si simt ca nu se va stinge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Poate ca asa-i mai bine sa plec sa uit de tine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nu, nu cred ca-ntr-o viata as putea&lt;br /&gt;De ce simt in sarutul tau oare un ezitant ramas bun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Priveste-ma-n ochi sa-ntelegi sentimentele pe care nu stiu sa ti le spun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sufletul meu te striga vino nu-ti fie frica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nu voi lasa nici o lacrima de a ta sa se scurga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nu vreau poveste de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Povestile-s triste si dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vreau sa fim impreuna sub soare si luna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Doar noi sa stim ca ne iubim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Inger fara lumina ma-nvata indoielile lui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Merit sa stiu adevarul si nu doar ce-ti este mai simplu sa-mi spui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dar sufletul tot te striga vin-o nu-ti fie frica&lt;br /&gt;Nu voi lasa nici o lacrima de a ta sa se scurga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nu vreau poveste de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Povestile-s triste si dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vreau sa fim impreuna sub soare si luna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Doar noi sa stim ca ne iubim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbU_nKmEG98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbU_nKmEG98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-7938774872303681045?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7938774872303681045/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=7938774872303681045' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/7938774872303681045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/7938774872303681045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/nu-vreau-poveste-de-amor.html' title='Nu vreau poveste de-amor'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-753005171549383527</id><published>2009-02-18T12:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:15:24.133+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce e iubirea?</title><content type='html'>Finalul postului anterior reprezinta inceputul acesti post. Ce reprezinta iubirea pentru oameni? Mai stiu oamenii sa iubeasca sincer? Ma stiu oamenii sa tremure de emotie la simpla intalnire cu o persoana draga? Mai stiu oamenii sa planga de fericire, sau de dor?&lt;br /&gt;Eu cand ma uit in oglinda realizez ca tot ce ma alcatuieste e iubire. Daca nu as sti sa iubesc tot ce exista in jurul meu, nu as putea zambi, nu as putea privi oamenii cu atata sinceritate. Asa cum parintii mei m-au facut din iubire, am realizat si eu ca tot ceea ce fac trebuie sa fac din tot sufletul.&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc oamenii din jurul meu, chiar daca majoritatea sunt falsi, dar nu e vina mea ca ei isi complica vietile, imi iubesc parintii, iubesc marea, iubesc soarele, aerul, verdele, florile, fluturii, rasetele. Iubesc tot ceea ce inseamna fericire, frumusete .. iubire.&lt;br /&gt;Ce e iubirea pentru mine? E mai presus decat orice .. e viata mea. Fara iubire as muri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-753005171549383527?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/753005171549383527/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=753005171549383527' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/753005171549383527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/753005171549383527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/ce-e-iubirea.html' title='Ce e iubirea?'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-4451504596973616608</id><published>2009-02-13T19:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:59:03.425+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piesa zilei</title><content type='html'>Azi am ascultat toata ziua "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brian McFadden - Almost here&lt;/span&gt;" (Thx Adi ca mi-ai trimis-o) . Ma obsedeaza piesa. Versurile fac sa mi se ridice parul pe mana. Habar nu am de ce dar ador piesa, cuvant cu cuvant, beat cu beat. Ma face sa visez. Ma face sa visez la iubire, la nemurire, la caldura, la fericire .. Uff ce bine e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/armani22/46470b9bc1d793"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_46470b9bc1d793(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-4451504596973616608?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4451504596973616608/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=4451504596973616608' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/4451504596973616608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/4451504596973616608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/piesa-zilei.html' title='Piesa zilei'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-5887208239858009604</id><published>2009-02-13T19:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:42:14.131+02:00</updated><title type='text'>.. insirate pe hartie ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cand nu mai am putere inchid ochii  si realizez ca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;prietenii&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; mei imi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sunt energia mea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ma gandeam in seara asta atat de profund la oamenii care ma inconjoara, la cei care imi fura primul zambet dimineata si la cei care ma trzesc noaptea din somn sa vada daca dorm bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce m-as face in viata asta fara prieteni, fara oamenii care ma inconjoara, fara un mediu care sa-l simt al meu. Sunt constienta ca e un mediu fals uneori. Dar e mediul in care traim cu totii. Am fost weekend-ul trecut la Bucuresti sa ma intalnesc cu niste vechi prieteni de care mi-a fost chiar foarte dor. Declar cu mana pe inima ca m-am simtit foarte bine si ca mi-as dori sa se repete mai des zilele de genul, dar din pacate nu se poate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma uit uneori in spate (sa stiu, ar trebui sa traiesc clipa, dar la urma urmei trecutul m-a facut ceea ce sunt) si imi amintesc cat de usor era sa ma imprietenesc cu oamenii, nu imi dadusem seama ca oamenii pot face si rau , nu doar bine. Ma bucur ca mi-am regasit o parte din prietenii vechi .. E adevarat ca oricati prieteni noi ti-ai face, nu trebuie niciodata sa ii uiti pe cei vechi. Eu am incalcat regula asta, insa ma bucur ca am reusit sa ii recuperez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine e Valentine`s .. anul asta, ca niciodata , aceasta zi nu mai exprima nimic. In anii trecuti chiar daca nu aveam "iubit" era o zi speciala, o zi pentru care ma pregateam intens, cu cadouri pentru mine si cei dragi. Anul asta va fi deosebit, nu am avut spiritul lui Valentin deloc. Parca e si o sarbatoare cam fortata, o fi si criza financiara de vina :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca ma apuc sa citesc postul asta realizez ca e o mare porcarie .. dar am inceput asa sa insir cuvinte, in speranta (in zadar), ca va iesi ceva. Dar am o stare prea ciudata ca sa iasa intr-adevar ceva.&lt;br /&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/7748685217603182936-5887208239858009604?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5887208239858009604/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=5887208239858009604' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5887208239858009604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/5887208239858009604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/insirate-pe-hartie.html' title='.. insirate pe hartie ..'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-2346972547312715319</id><published>2009-01-27T21:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:17:08.266+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever it takes</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. azi am vazut un film tare simpatic. Despre prietenia dintre fata si baiat care se transforma in iubire. Cred ca e o chestie care se intampla des .. Parca mai era un film de genul "Just friends" daca tin minte bine. Eh, ideea e aceeasi, actiunea e un pic diferita si relativ comica. Nu e in top 10 al filmelor mele preferate, insa merita un pic de promovare. E destul de emotionant.. cred&lt;br /&gt;Asta e trailerul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9w_iR6Th96o"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9w_iR6Th96o&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-2346972547312715319?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2346972547312715319/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=2346972547312715319' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2346972547312715319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/2346972547312715319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatever-it-takes.html' title='Whatever it takes'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-4575623668771251496</id><published>2009-01-27T20:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:01:47.990+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Anywhere but here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/261/261503w6rofjlnjk.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://sl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/261/261503w6rofjlnjk.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cateodata am impresia ca nu m-am nascut unde trebuia, sau mai bine zis cum trebuia. Ma uit in jurul meu, printre cei care ma inconjoara si vad lume tot mai rea pe zi ce trece, toti vor sa para cu totul altceva si nu vor sa fie sinceri. Chiar e atat de grav sa ai suflet? E o crima sa poti urla in gura mare ca iubesti? Sincer, cred ca e.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e atat de dor de copilarie, desi nu am decat 19 ani. Dar lucrurile s-au schimbat atat de mult si atat de rau. Nimeni nu se mai gandeste la sentimente, la prieteni, la familie, toti fug dupa popularitate, dupa bani, dupa oportunitati de a se face remarcati. In ultimii 3 ani viata mea s-a schimbat de atatea ori incat am ajuns sa cred ca joc intr-un film .. sau mai bine zis in mai multe filme. Cand eram micuta visam la momentul in care ma voi indragosti pentru prima oara si era divin visul meeu, dar era doar un vis. Realitatea e cu totul alta.&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa-ti mai permiti sa visezi intr-o astfel de lume? Stiu ca la 18 ani mi-am zis ca intai ma voi implini pe plan profesional si apoi imi voi intemeia o familie, de jumatate de an lucrurile s-au schimbat.. mi-am jurat asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar e miraculos cat de mult bine imi face un zambet, fie el si un zambet fortat. Dupa postul asta, imi sterg lacrimile si zambesc, si deodata revin la normal : eu sunt aceeasi fetita glumeata, vorbareata si la cere gasesti cu usurinta un sfat la nevoie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-4575623668771251496?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4575623668771251496/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=4575623668771251496' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/4575623668771251496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/4575623668771251496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/01/anywhere-but-here.html' title='Anywhere but here'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748685217603182936.post-8679250089348480494</id><published>2009-01-27T13:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:48:32.067+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sa nu am blog?</title><content type='html'>Recent am hotarat sa-i fac si eu blog (da, din nou). De ce? Nici eu nu stiu inca. Poate ca imi e dor sa-mi astern gandurile undeva si cum jurnalul am hotarat sa nu-l mai tin, pentru ca nu am timpul si rabdarea necesara sa scriu zilnic in el asa cum e normal, mi-am redeschis blogul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa vedem ce urmeaza aici. In seara asta voi scrie primul post, acum iau cartea de management in brate si mai invat cate ceva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7748685217603182936-8679250089348480494?l=lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8679250089348480494/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7748685217603182936&amp;postID=8679250089348480494' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/8679250089348480494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7748685217603182936/posts/default/8679250089348480494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipsofanangel2009.blogspot.com/2009/01/eu-sa-nu-am-blog.html' title='Eu sa nu am blog?'/><author><name>Lips of an angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357056013719741917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PniAFjUg_PI/TUhI4DLbYJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xtLKE8wzSN8/s220/ela21%2B020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
