<?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-8020156611746505185</id><updated>2011-11-28T01:17:59.083+02:00</updated><category term='music'/><category term='curiozitati'/><category term='parti din viata mea'/><category term='experiente'/><category term='enjoy'/><category term='about me ;)'/><category term='sentimente'/><category term='lucruri interesante'/><category term='ganduri'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Thoughts of me</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts, my feelings..like an open book for those who read this :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-1513069160793007760</id><published>2010-11-27T09:47:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T15:05:07.848+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Noul blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/116247191210886385452/ThoughtsOfMe?authkey=Gv1sRgCLHPst3bubCAQw#5544133635235194642" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/116247191210886385452/ThoughtsOfMe?authkey=Gv1sRgCLHPst3bubCAQw#5544133635235194642" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TPC4Kst9JxI/AAAAAAAAA54/_sVPbHvxUvI/s400/werfw.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nu am mai postat pe blogul asta de mai bine de un an...si asta pentru ca mi-am dedicat ceva mai mult timp noului meu blog...pentru machiaj, spre dezamagirea partii masculine, care cel mai probabil nu este prea interesata de acest aspect :D.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;S-au petrecut o multime de lucruri si pentru ca facusem un curs de machiaj prin clasa a 10-a am decis ca ar fi timpul sa imi fac putina reclama :). Mai nou colaborez si cu un Studio foto, sunt multumita de asta...am timp si pentru facultate si asa mai departe. De asta am decis sa postez linkul noului blog, ca sa-l puteti vedea si voi, cei care imi urmareati blogul acesta. Tin sa mentionez ca blogul numarul 2 este total diferit de acesta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-power-of-makeup.blogspot.com/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://the-power-of-makeup.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-1513069160793007760?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/1513069160793007760/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=1513069160793007760' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/1513069160793007760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/1513069160793007760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2010/11/noul-blog.html' title='Noul blog!'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TPC4Kst9JxI/AAAAAAAAA54/_sVPbHvxUvI/s72-c/werfw.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-649262141905219502</id><published>2009-11-07T14:34:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:28:55.472+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1 AN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SvVtPKig6mI/AAAAAAAAAUc/s-fAK8eJjCQ/s1600-h/Love_is_a_time_machine__by_xxkiriku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SvVtPKig6mI/AAAAAAAAAUc/s-fAK8eJjCQ/s320/Love_is_a_time_machine__by_xxkiriku.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401343435395361378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As vrea sa scriu acum o postare interesanta in care sa insir o multime de lucruri captivante prin care sa descriu bucuria sau multumirea mea, dar desi simt ca nu am inspiratie acum, o sa spun in cateva cuvinte cat de bine ma simt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Acum un an... eram putin confuza nu stiam daca e bine in ce ma bag sau nu si evident imi puneam cateva intrebari in ceea ce ma priveste...poate ar fi mai bine sa stau o perioada singura, poate am doar impresia ca imi doresc acum asta, iar daca ma razgandesc intre timp o sa fac sa sufere si altii, etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Acum... am implinit un an... un an de incredere, un an de respect si nu in ultimul rand...un an de iubire ;). Nu am nici un motiv sa fiu nemultumita si e interesant cand gasesti o persoana care se aseamana atat de mult cu tine, care isi doreste aceleasi lucruri ca tine. Am ajuns sa cred ca treaba cu "contrastele se atrag" nu e o chestie durabila. Pentru ca atunci cand exista unele lucruri pe care celalalt ti-ai dori sa le inteleaga, daca sunteti prea diferiti, s-ar putea sa nu vada lucrurile la fel ca tine. Insa atunci cand ganditi la fel, lucrurile pot fi mai usor de inteles, de strabatut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;De asta sunt multumita...ca am gasit o persoana intelegatoare, care gandeste ca mine si ma sprijina in tot ceea ce fac:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanx 4 that :* si La multi ani noua!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-649262141905219502?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/649262141905219502/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=649262141905219502' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/649262141905219502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/649262141905219502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/11/1.html' title='1 AN'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SvVtPKig6mI/AAAAAAAAAUc/s-fAK8eJjCQ/s72-c/Love_is_a_time_machine__by_xxkiriku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-154417173699254334</id><published>2009-10-03T14:10:00.019+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T15:19:35.008+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You can help them...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/Ssc-rjm1q8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/kDAtqlDgmGs/s1600-h/2702504642_baa9de9b03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/Ssc-rjm1q8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/kDAtqlDgmGs/s320/2702504642_baa9de9b03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388344397185526722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To support my campaign, try this &lt;a href="http://mycharitywater.org/youcanhelp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If it doesn't work, just type this one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://mycharitywater.org/youcanhelp .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/Ssc93POU0HI/AAAAAAAAAT0/YPlFP2fDR0o/s320/kenya.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388343498360803442" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-154417173699254334?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/154417173699254334/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=154417173699254334' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/154417173699254334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/154417173699254334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-can-help-them.html' title='You can help them...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/Ssc-rjm1q8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/kDAtqlDgmGs/s72-c/2702504642_baa9de9b03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-7939969188306673607</id><published>2009-08-06T18:51:00.013+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:19:33.784+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Every breath you take is a gift...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SnsSvxmWyaI/AAAAAAAAATk/eyoDLh-rCg0/s1600-h/9e0fc524701dbc69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SnsSvxmWyaI/AAAAAAAAATk/eyoDLh-rCg0/s400/9e0fc524701dbc69.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366903992919443874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Every breath you take is a gift from God for you to realise how important is "today", you might never see tomorrow so apreciate "today"... e un gand ce mi-a trecut azi prin minte. Vroiam sa pun un status care sa dea de gandit unora...ceva despre esenta vietii. M-am gandit cum sa incep, iar dupa aceea am dat peste un site, acesta : &lt;a href="http://www.weightandwellnesscoach.ca/article.php?Titl=Every%20Breath%20I%20Take&amp;amp;fname=Breath"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt; . Am citit doar primele randuri din aceasta istorisire  si mi-am dat seama care urma sa fie continuarea statusului meu, ce vroiam sa transmit si cum doream sa arate. Era un subiect interesant si totodata putin dezbatut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Multe sunt acele momente in viata noastra cand ne bucuram de o multime de lucruri ce ne inconjoara si nu stim ce inseamna acest lucru, nu realizam ca multe din acestea nu ni se cuvin. Cat stam noi sa multumim si sa fim recunoscatori pentru fiecare suflare...putini, foarte putini. Sau chiar atunci cand avem probleme...atat de adanciti in rutina zilnica, preocupari, stres si o multime de probleme, uitam cat de norocosi suntem ca avem o viata. Dar pentru care fiecare suflare e o greutate? Ne-am gandit vreodata cat de mult inseamna pentru ei ca traiesc si cat de mult se lupta ca aceasta sa nu fie ultima? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Exista momente in viata cand realizam ce am irosit, de ce ne puteam bucura si nu am facut-o la momentul potrivit, dar nu invatam din asta...repetam greseala de fiecare data, pana cand? Asteptam sa ajungem in ultimele clipe din viata si abea apoi sa regretam ce am pierdut, am irosit, am aruncat pe fereastra cu buna cunostinta... si de ce? Pentru ca suntem prea grabiti sa privim soarele dimineata timp de un minut, sa ne bucuram de razele lui calde? Prea grabiti sa privim multimea, chipurile oamenilor si cerul in drum spre servici? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ce castigam in urma actiunilor noastre zilnice? Vindem timpul pe bani...am spune da pentru ca avem nevie de bani. Insa totusi vindem prea mult timp...mai mult decat ar trebui si irosim esentialul...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pe cat ma simt uneori de nemultumita...pe atat ma simt acum de multumita cand realizez ca toate astea nu mi se cuvin, dar le am si sunt mai norocoasa decat un sfert din populatia lumii (statistic vorbind) pentru ca am un acoperis deasupra capului si nu trebuie sa imi fac griji pentru ce pun pe masa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dupa toate astea am un sentiment de multumire...stiu ca am pentru ce sa zambesc, la fel ca si tine...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-7939969188306673607?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/7939969188306673607/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=7939969188306673607' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/7939969188306673607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/7939969188306673607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/08/every-breath-you-take-is-gift.html' title='Every breath you take is a gift...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SnsSvxmWyaI/AAAAAAAAATk/eyoDLh-rCg0/s72-c/9e0fc524701dbc69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-6681570669512400384</id><published>2009-07-22T23:29:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:37:14.791+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O melodie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="46" width="448"&gt;&lt;embed height="46" width="448" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/NiRoSinLove/26d3b76922d9a3.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O melodie...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Muzica" href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ma simt confuza...nu gasesc solutia, nu gasesc raspunsul...poate nici macar intrebarea... Cum as putea gasi un raspuns daca nu stiu nici macar intrebarea? Am gasit piesa asta care da o identitate starii mele de spirit. Simt o multime de lucruri...sentimente pe care nu vreau sa le insir aici, dar ma simt pierduta intr-o lume in care nu este loc pentru mine...vreau sa stau singura, sa ma izolez, dar doare. Cum...cum sa trec peste toate astea? Cum sa fac sa nu mai simt toate astea? Si de ce le simt? Ce am?....Ar trebui sa fiu bucuroasa, dar sunt plina de indoieli, de intrebari fara raspuns...Ma simt prea obosita ca sa pot face fata situatiei...si adorm...o sa dorm ca sa uit toate astea, iar maine incepe o noua zi...si dimineata cu soare ma va inveselii...voi fi mai bine!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-6681570669512400384?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/6681570669512400384/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=6681570669512400384' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/6681570669512400384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/6681570669512400384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-melodie.html' title='O melodie...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-8067917832591777376</id><published>2009-07-08T20:33:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T12:48:46.741+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Haifa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotcity.ro/ce-ne-inconjoara/rubrica/blogosfera-feminina/leapsa-cu-bizarerii-geografice"&gt;Leapsa  cu bizarerii geografice: aici&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTbZrwvIJI/AAAAAAAAANw/1l14Dww1M7c/s1600-h/213_1387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTbZrwvIJI/AAAAAAAAANw/1l14Dww1M7c/s400/213_1387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356147091140714642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;M-am hotarat sa scriu o postare despre Haifa (Israel) deoarece ma gandeam ca putini dintre voi stiti despre acest oras care pot sa afirm cu certitudine ca merita vazut. Am crezut de cuviinta ca ar fi potrivit sa scriu despre acesta avand in vedere ca l-am vazut personal si pot spune ca am ramas uimita de frumusetea gradinilor suspendate in primul rand si mai apoi de panorama minunta pe care o poti admira de pe cel de-al doilea nivel al orasului.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTa8h9Og3I/AAAAAAAAANg/FQG_9MNbc74/s400/213_1385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146590292542322" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Denumirea orasului provine din cuvintele ebraice "hof yafe" care in traducere inseamna "taramul frumos". Gradinile Bahai au fost contruite, asa cum spune si denumirea de credinciosii religiei Bahai care considera ca este bine sa faci tot ceea ce crezi tu ca este bine...dar trebuie sa faci lumea din jurul tau mai frumoasa, astfel ei construiesc in diferite locuri astfel de gradini minunate, in care se afla si un templu unde ei se pot aduna sa se roage.&lt;br /&gt;Adeptii considera ca toate religiile  pleaca de la o sursa divina comuna. Respectul fata de celelalte religii ii face sa nu permita prozelitismul. Singura forma de atragere a unor noi membri poate fi exemplul personal al adeptilor sectei. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTem1W3B-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Xp0-8_kjzBM/s400/214_1409.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356150615589717986" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTbROGusOI/AAAAAAAAANo/dea4Q5iUHgE/s400/213_1386.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356146945740943586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religia baha'i  afirma  ca  de-a  lungul  timpului, Dumnezeu a trimis oamenilor profeti pentru a le dezvalui vointa divina. Din acestia amintim pe Krishna, Moise, Iisus, Mahomed. Cartile sfinte ale tuturor religiilor nu se resping, ci se completeaza si se implinesc una prin cealalta, practic ei cred ca fiecare religie este corecta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTeu2gm2YI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/mXh9VcTfLzs/s400/213_1393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356150753337989506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gradinile suspendate ale orasului, Gradinile Bahai, sunt o minunatie greu de imaginat inainte sa o vezi. &lt;br /&gt;Probabil, seamana cu Gradinile Semiramidei. Arhitectii si artistii implicati in acest proiect au avut o inspiratie minunata.&lt;br /&gt;Vederea ce se deschide spre Marea Mediterana, peste Domul aurit al Altarului Bahai este unica. &lt;br /&gt;Chiparosi, palmieri, pini si alte specii mediteraneene de arbusti si tufe vesnic inflorite, vase cu flori si straturi colorate de sezon  insufletesc spiritul vizitatorului cu impresia ca se afla in Gradina Raiului. Soseaua care traverseaza Haifa trece pe sub aceste gradini asa cum o sa vedeti in una din imaginile alaturate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTfZPIkluI/AAAAAAAAAOo/FFjmmw2y3iM/s400/214_1415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356151481502570210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTbgyp1sjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/74JTg0cBLYc/s400/213_1388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356147213249917490" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haifa este al treilea oraş din Israel ca marime si cu cel mai mare port israelian. Este un oraş cu istorie lungă. Prima amintire în documente este din secolul al treilea. În Haifa antică a fost populaţie amestecată, evrei împreună cu alte popoare. În Evul Mediu Haifa era un mic port, apărat de jur înprejur. Haifa modernă a fost fondată în anul 1761, cînd Domnul otoman al Galileii, Dahar el Omar, a distrus vechiul oraş şi l-a reclădit în partea apropiată de mare. În secolul al 18-lea şi al 19-lea oraşul a fost jefuit de piraţi. Din cauza piraţilor s-au clădit două mari forturi la intrarea portului. Cu timpul s-au distrus forturile, dar mai apar pe simbolul oraşului. În secolul al 19-lea s-a mărit oraşul şi datorită contribuţiei Templierilor germani. În secolul 20 a ajuns la Haifa calea ferată de la Mecca şi s-a continuat până la Damasc şi Beirut în nord şi Cairo în sud. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si astazi mai sunt pastrate cladiri vechi care atesta trecutul si radacinile orasului.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTbsaztvvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SSh3dHvZUe0/s400/213_1389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356147413007318770" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Orasul este construit pe trei nivele : Centrul orasului cu partea veche, portul si coasta; orasul de mijloc, Hadar Hacarmel; orasul de sus, Carmel sau Ahuza.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru a evidentia aceste trei mari parti ale orasului, case mari de piatra alterneaza cu turnuri moderne de sticla pe strazile in panta ale  orasului.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTfJLu092I/AAAAAAAAAOg/q89rFqT4b_M/s400/213_1398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356151205711378274" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTe6J6PXoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/wlO6s8UNAHo/s400/213_1394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356150947524337282" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunt atat de multe de vazut incat nu mi-ar ajunge pagini intregi sa descriu si nu as avea poze destule sa va pot arata toata splendoarea acestui oras. Si pentru a da o nota de veridicitate postarii, afirm ca pozele sunt facute de mine personal si chiar ma aflu in unele dintre ele...as fi putut sa pun o multime de poze de pe internet mai colorate, mai splendide...dar am vrut sa vedeti cu adevarat orasul asa cum e...fara poze modificare sau imagini ale unor fotografi profesionisti si chiar si asa ...orasul e splendid. Si credeti-ma acesta este doar unul dintre minunatele orase ale Israelului. Sper ca v-am convins...ca  daca vreodata ve-ti avea ocazia sa vizitati aceasta tara sa nu ezitati datorita unor informatii eronate despre aceasta sau de ce nu, sa va informati mai mult despre ea :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Nu fac reclama deoarece nu am nici un interes (sunt 100% romanca :P)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-8067917832591777376?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/8067917832591777376/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=8067917832591777376' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/8067917832591777376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/8067917832591777376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/07/haifa.html' title='Haifa'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SlTbZrwvIJI/AAAAAAAAANw/1l14Dww1M7c/s72-c/213_1387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-6583492470300191166</id><published>2009-06-27T16:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:56:42.523+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Copilul din noi...</title><content type='html'>Fiecare are momente in care si-ar dorii sa fie iar copil sau sa aiba acea inocenta pe care oamenii o pierd in timp. Am vizionat un film...animat si m-a facut sa ma simt ca atunci...Pentru momentele in care nu ai chef sa te gandesti la nimic ci doar sa vezi ceva ce nu iti va aduce aminte de realitatea care te inconjoara... poti da un click &lt;a href="http://www.novamov.com/video/49ced8709e742"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt; :) si apoi astept pareri ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-6583492470300191166?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/6583492470300191166/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=6583492470300191166' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/6583492470300191166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/6583492470300191166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/06/copilul-din-noi.html' title='Copilul din noi...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-8699711589409756560</id><published>2009-05-02T11:24:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:37:26.167+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes in my life ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SfwH08cJV_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/azAhhnsPiW0/s1600-h/Nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SfwH08cJV_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/azAhhnsPiW0/s400/Nice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331144665058596850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogul asta a ramas pustiu de la ultima mea postare...cam de mult (25 februarie) nici nu am mai intrat nici nu am mai citit ce se petrece in mintea altora.&lt;br /&gt;Atunci cand suntem tristi reflectam asupra lucrurilor marunte, dar cand lucrurile merg bine traim fericirea si nu mai privim in jur...cred ca asta mi s-a intamplat si mie. Nu stiu daca fericirea asta se datoreaza lucrurilor care mi se intampla sau faptului ca m-am mai schimbat si poate privesc altfel problemele..cu mai multa lejeritate as spune si asta pentru ca dupa ce in nenumarate randuri am vazut ca lucrurile de care imi era extrem de frica s-au intamplat si n-am murit. SI REZULTATUL...evident ca am devenit mai putin stresata de probleme si ca intotdeauna spun ca vor trece toate.&lt;br /&gt;Mi se pare ca s-au petrecut multe in astea 2 luni...am facut atatea, am experimentat atatea...si cred ca am schimbat in totalitate viata mea... Nu credeam ca in mai putin de un an se pot schimba atat de multe...mi-am schimbat prietenii, anturajul, preocuparile, modul de a-mi irosii timpul chiar si obiectele din jurul meu...chiar tot :D (mai putin familia si o prietena) si cand spun asta ma cuprinde un fior si o stare de entuziasm. Poate intr-un fel ma simt mandra de mine ca am fost capabila sa las atat de usor trecutul sa se spulbere in amintiri frumoase sau mai putin fruoase pe care le pastrez in continuare :).&lt;br /&gt;In momentul asta nu as schimba prea multe la viata mea :)&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Din lipsa de timp, dar si de inspiratie inchei brusc postarea mea aici... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-8699711589409756560?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/8699711589409756560/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=8699711589409756560' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/8699711589409756560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/8699711589409756560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogul-asta-ramas-pustiu-de-la-ultima.html' title='Changes in my life ...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SfwH08cJV_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/azAhhnsPiW0/s72-c/Nice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-29731707267214803</id><published>2009-02-25T20:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:08:08.689+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ADEVARURI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SaVcps0zL5I/AAAAAAAAANA/ycq1MKVpTd0/s1600-h/Special_Day_by_SassyPants61762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SaVcps0zL5I/AAAAAAAAANA/ycq1MKVpTd0/s400/Special_Day_by_SassyPants61762.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306749607403007890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 01. Esti inteligent daca nu crezi decat jumatate din ceea ce auzi; esti intelept daca stii care jumatate!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 03. Experienta este cel mai prost invatator. Ea ne da intai examenul si numai dupa aceea lectiile.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 04. Infrangerea nu este decat a celor care o accepta. Un om trebuie sa fie destul de mare sa-si recunoasca greselile, suficient de destept ca sa invete din ele si indeajuns de tare ca sa le indrepte.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 05. Ca sa ajungi mare nu este suficient sa fii puternic, trebuie sa mai si stii cum sa-ti folosesti aceasta putere.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 07. Unii oameni cred gresit ca opusul dragostei este ura, cand de fapt este indiferenta.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 09. Unii oameni vorbesc din experienta, altii, din experienta, nu vorbesc!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 11. Intuitia este o calitate a femeii care o ajuta sa-si contrazica barbatul inainte ca acesta sa apuce sa deschida gura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 13. In viata este ca si la bal mascat: cand toata lumea isi scoate masca,se duce veselia.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 14. Cand cineva spune ca are o constiinta curata asta inseamna, de obicei, ca are si o memorie proasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 15. Cand vrei sa lauzi un copil lauda-i faptele, nu-l lauda pe el. Facand astfel vei incuraja comportamentul, nu mandria.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 17. Suntem inclinati sa credem nu ceea ce este  adevarat, ci ceea ce ne place..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 20. Primul pas catre biruinta este sa stii cine-ti  este dusmanul.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 21. Cea mai sigura cale spre bucurie este sa cauti sa faci o bucurie altuia.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 22. Cuvintele frumoase pot fi scurte si usor de spus, dar ecoul lor tine vreme indelungata.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 23. Cea mai mare rasplata pentru stradaniile unui om nu este ceea ce castiga prin munca sa, ci ceea ce devine prin ea.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 24. Cearta-ti prietenul in ascuns si lauda-l in public.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 25. O cearta este o intrecere in care fiecare vrea sa aiba primul ..ultimul cuvant.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 27. Invata si din greselile altora, nu vei avea timp sa le faci tu pe toate.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 29. Luna de miere este un concediu pe care ni-l luam inainte de a lucra pentru un nou sef.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 30. Cu cat un om stie mai putin, cu atat este mai  convins ca stie totul.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 31. Ideile sunt ca si copiii: ale tale sunt cele mai frumoase!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 33. Fii optimist cand necazurile au ajuns la culme, orice ti s-ar intmpla, nu poate sa-ti fie decat mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 34. Optimistul gaseste o ocazie in fiecare situatie  dificila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 35. Pesimistul gaseste ceva dificil in orice ocazie.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 36. Majoritatea oamenilor, atunci cand iti cer parerea, nu-ti vor sfatul ci doar ... sprijinul.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 37. Cind o femeie nu vorbeste, sa n-o intrerupi pentru nimic in lume. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 40. Un prieten este unul care-ti stie toate defectele si totusi mai are ochi sa-ti vada si calitatile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 44. Toti oamenii te aud cand vorbesti; prieteni insa inteleg ce spui, iar cei mai buni prieteni sunt cei care pricep si ceea ce n-ai spus in cuvinte. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 46. Un proverb este o propozitie scurta bazata pe o experienta indelungata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 54. Seful este o persoana care vine intotdeauna devreme cand tu ai intarziat si intarzie ori de cate ori vii devreme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 59. Mai bine sa taci si sa pari prost, decat sa vorbesti si sa spulberi toate indoielile.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 60. Iubesti viata? Atunci nu mai risipi timpul din care este facuta!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&gt; 64. Tocmai cand credeam si eu ca o scot la capat, se  gasi unul sa mute capatul mai incolo ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Viata nu se masoara cu numarul de respiratii pe  care le aveti, ci in momente care iti taie rasuflarea."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-29731707267214803?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/29731707267214803/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=29731707267214803' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/29731707267214803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/29731707267214803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/02/adevaruri.html' title='ADEVARURI...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SaVcps0zL5I/AAAAAAAAANA/ycq1MKVpTd0/s72-c/Special_Day_by_SassyPants61762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-4758430930157946990</id><published>2009-02-25T20:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:01:41.200+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...Bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SaVdEQvHzYI/AAAAAAAAANI/zN0J2Hbvsk8/s1600-h/mariah-carey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SaVdEQvHzYI/AAAAAAAAANI/zN0J2Hbvsk8/s400/mariah-carey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306750063719468418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand way up high&lt;br /&gt;We will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who lost their grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child there were them times&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get it but you kept me in line&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why you didn't show up sometimes&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday mornings, and I missed you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm glad we talked through&lt;br /&gt;All them grown folk things&lt;br /&gt;Separation brings&lt;br /&gt;You never let me know it&lt;br /&gt;You never let it show because&lt;br /&gt;You loved me and obviously&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more left to say&lt;br /&gt;If you were with me today face to fac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could talk to you for awhile"&lt;br /&gt;Miss you but I try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;And it's true that you've reached a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'd give the world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And I'm right here next to you&lt;br /&gt;But it's like you're gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Now the hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;And you never got the chance to see how good I've done&lt;br /&gt;And you never got to see me back at number one&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you were here to celebrate together&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could spend the holidays together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you used to tuck me in at night&lt;br /&gt;With the Teddy Bear you gave to me that I held so tight&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were so strong&lt;br /&gt;You'd make it through whatever&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to accept the fact you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-4758430930157946990?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/4758430930157946990/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=4758430930157946990' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/4758430930157946990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/4758430930157946990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/02/bye.html' title='...Bye'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SaVdEQvHzYI/AAAAAAAAANI/zN0J2Hbvsk8/s72-c/mariah-carey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-8844999848430190459</id><published>2009-02-19T16:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:44:22.156+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa in blogosfera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SZ1wLS7ac-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/fN2DJX_88IU/s1600-h/Myself_Drawing_Us_by_FinalFantasyEva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SZ1wLS7ac-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/fN2DJX_88IU/s400/Myself_Drawing_Us_by_FinalFantasyEva.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304519275474220002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din prea mult timp liber oamenii s-au mai gandit la ceva...leapsa in blogosfera. Asa spunea Ana si pentru ca s-a gandit ca eu as putea fi una din persoanele alea cu mult timp liber mi-a predat stafeta mie. Evident ca nu era bine sa o las sa se opreasca la mine asa ca m-am apucat d scris... :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNT: curajoasa (dar am unele temeri :P ), incapatanata, deci taur :)) &lt;br /&gt;AS VREA: sa realizez cam tot ce imi propun si sa imi pastrez prietenii care ii am acum( inclusiv iubitul :D )&lt;br /&gt;PASTREZ: adanc in suflet amintirile importante din viata mea si mesajele frumoase din telefon :D&lt;br /&gt;MI-AS FI DORIT: sa muncesc mai mult :)&lt;br /&gt;NU IMI PLACE: cand cineva ma minte sau ma trateaza ca pe o rivala&lt;br /&gt;AUD: vocea constiintele mele cand stiu ca am gresit fata de cineva...&lt;br /&gt;IMI PARE RAU: ca am acordat prea multa incredere unor persoane care n-au meritat-o.&lt;br /&gt;IMI PLAC: multe...oamenii veseli, facultatea la care sunt studenta, muzica, sportul, bijuteriile, hainele si multe altele :)&lt;br /&gt;NU SUNT: egoista&lt;br /&gt;DANSEZ: foarte muuuult :D&lt;br /&gt;NICIODATA: nu fac cuiva un rau intentionat...what goes around comes back around intotdeauna asa ca tin bine cont de asta &lt;br /&gt;RAR: ma cert cu prietenii...foarte rar...daca nu sunt de acor ma infurii si ma abtin :D&lt;br /&gt;PLANG: cand ma enervez foarte tare, asta e modul prin care nervii mei pe cineva sau ceva, izbucnesc...sau cand preconizez ca urmeaza sa se mai intample odata ceva asemanator cu o amintire care m-a ranit.&lt;br /&gt;NU SUNT INTOTDEAUNA: asa pasnica...dar ca sa ma faci sa nu mai fiu pasnica trebuie sa intinzi coarda la maxim si atunci o sa izbucnesc intr-un final&lt;br /&gt;NU IMI PLACE DE MINE: cand unele persoane la care tin reusesc sa imi influeteze ideile intr-un mod sau altul &lt;br /&gt;SUNT CONFUZ: cand mi se prezinta doua viziuni ale unei probleme...nu stiu care e cea adevarata&lt;br /&gt;AM NEVOIE: de dragoste :D...tot timpul..toti avem nevoie de asta :D&lt;br /&gt;AR TREBUI: sa traiesc mai putin in trecut,sa las lucrurile in urma mea cu mai multa usurinta :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dau mai departe leapsa Ioanei :P...ca sa ii dau de lucru sa nu se plictiseasca;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-8844999848430190459?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/8844999848430190459/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=8844999848430190459' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/8844999848430190459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/8844999848430190459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/02/leapsa-in-blogosfera.html' title='Leapsa in blogosfera...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SZ1wLS7ac-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/fN2DJX_88IU/s72-c/Myself_Drawing_Us_by_FinalFantasyEva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-5265641706416325305</id><published>2009-02-12T23:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:48:57.119+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Morph by MyHeritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/videos/R/28/0dqn17_67896575594994s1qjkx17" width="340" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/"&gt;Family trees&lt;/a&gt; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SZRfAbbxqLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ULRwipa1d-4/s400/Standing_Strong_by_Courtney_Marie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301967122290813106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Atunci cand omul stranuta i se opreste inima pentru o milisecunda;  cand stranuti, toate functiile corpului se opresc, chiar si inima;&lt;br /&gt;*Trecerea alimentelor din gura in stomac dureaza 7 secunde.&lt;br /&gt;*Parul omenesc poate suporta o greutate de 3 kg.&lt;br /&gt;*Penisul unui barbat,are, in medie, de 3 ori masura degetului sau mare, de la mana.&lt;br /&gt;*Osul de la sold este mai tare decat cimentul. .&lt;br /&gt;*Inima unei femei bate mai repede decat a unui barbat.&lt;br /&gt;*Exista in jur de 3 mii de milioane de bacterii in fiecare din laba piciorului tau.&lt;br /&gt;*Femeile clipesc de doua ori mai des decat barbatii.&lt;br /&gt;*Pielea corpului omenesc cantareste de doua ori mai mult decat creierul.&lt;br /&gt;*Corpul tau utilizeaza 300 de muschi, numai pentru a se mentine in echilibru, cand sta in picioare.&lt;br /&gt;*Daca saliva ta nu poate dizolva un anumit aliment, nu-l poti savura.&lt;br /&gt;*Femeile au terminat, deja, de citit acest mesaj. Barbatii continua sa-si masoare degetul mare&lt;br /&gt;*China reprezinta 25% din populatia lumii;&lt;br /&gt;*Cea mai rece temperatura din istorie de pe pamant a fost inregistrata in Antartica pe 24 August 1960. Temperatura masura atunci -127 de grade C;&lt;br /&gt;*Marilyn Monroe a avut 11 degete la picioare;&lt;br /&gt;*Stiinta a stabilit, ca pestii au voce si auz. Dar intre ei se inteleg... in limba lor. Un specialist a demonstrat recent, ca melodiile armonioase ce se raspandesc in apa, in forma de evantai influenteaza placut activitatea pestilor si-i atrag spre mal;&lt;br /&gt;*Exista un mic pestisor, inarmat cu un ac ascutit, care e unul din dusmanii cei mai primejdiosi ai rechinului. Fiind inghitit de acest urias animal rapitor, pestisorul sparge cu acul pantecele rechinului si iese in libertate. Ca urmare, rechinul moare;&lt;br /&gt;*Recent, o serie de cercetari efectuate in bazinul Marii Adriatice au pus pe oamenii de stiinta respectivi intr-o mare deruta. Fara indoiala, nimeni nu ar putea crede ca exista o mare fara fund. Acest lucru nu este posibil. Ca urmare a cercetarilor intreprinse a fost gasita insa, in Marea Adriatica, o groapa uriasa, care, fiind cercetata la randul ei, a dus la descoperirea unor fenomene cu totul ciudate. Urmarita timp indelungat, s-a constatat ca in aceasta uriasa deschidere abisala de pe fundul marii dispar zilnic circa 30.000 de tone de apa. Cercetatorii au turnat, in repetate randuri, in apropierea acestei gropi, mari cantitati de vopsea, care, in mod firesc, ar fi trebuit sa reapare undeva, mai aproape sau mai departe, in raurile sau lacurile din insulele sau de pe tarmurile marii. Dar apa colorata de vopseaua turnata de cercetatori nu a reaparut nicaieri. Au fost aruncate in dreptul acestei gropi si mari cantitati de material plastic, dar si acestea au disparut fara urma. S-a presupus ca vopseaua, cat si bucatile de material plastic au fost absorbite de groapa. Pana in prezent nu s-a ajuns la nici o concluzie, ramanand doar parerea ca pe fundul Marii Adriatice se gaseste o groapa abisala uluitor de adanca;&lt;br /&gt;*Daca iei orice numar, il dublezi, aduni 10, imparti prin 2, si apoi scazi numarul initial, raspunsul va fi 5;&lt;br /&gt;*Simtul de miros al unei furnici este la fel de puternic ca al unui caine;&lt;br /&gt;*Energia unui uragan este egala aproximativ cu 500.000 de bombe atomice;&lt;br /&gt;*Nimeni nu stie unde este ingropat Mozart;&lt;br /&gt;*Palatul Buckingham are 602 de incaperi.&lt;br /&gt;*Daca ai calatorii de la un cap la altul al galaxiei noastre - Calea Lactee - cu viteza luminii, ti-ar trebui 100.000 ani;&lt;br /&gt;*Cucuveaua e singura pasare din lume care vede culoarea albastra.&lt;br /&gt;*Sigura felina care nu-si poate retrage ghearele este ghepardul.&lt;br /&gt;*Sunetul scos de rate n-are ecou. Nimeni nu stie de ce.&lt;br /&gt;*Limba cameleonului raportata la corp este de 5:1.&lt;br /&gt;*Albinele, broastele testoase si termitele sunt complet surde.&lt;br /&gt;*Sobolanii rezista mai mult fara apa decat camilele.&lt;br /&gt;*Panza de paianjen are o rezistanta remarcabila. Firul de grosimea unui creion ar putea opri un Boeing 747 din zbor.&lt;br /&gt;*Cea mai apropiata ruda a lui Tyrranosaurus Rex este gaina.&lt;br /&gt;*Pielea hipopotamului are o grosime de 6,5 cm asa ca il apara impotriva multor arme de foc. Acest animal fuge mai repede ca omul desi are 4 tone.&lt;br /&gt;*O vaca se imbata daca mananca prea multe mere.&lt;br /&gt;*Putem afirma ca lumea civilizata exista de 3.500 de ani. In toata perioada asta au existat 230 de ani fara razboaie.&lt;br /&gt;*”Generalul Sherman” este cel mai inalt copac din lume si se afla in Parcul national Sequoia. Masoara 91 de metri, cu cativa centimetri sub cea mai inalta cladire din Romania, Palatul Administrativ din Satu Mare (94 m.)&lt;br /&gt;*Alunele se folosesc la fabricarea dinamitei.&lt;br /&gt;*Placile tectonice ale Terrei se misca tot asa de repede ca si cum cresc unghiile la oameni.&lt;br /&gt;*Viteza de propagare a durerii in corpul uman este: 110 m/s.&lt;br /&gt;*Supravietuitori in cazul scufundarii Titanicului sunt si 2 caini.&lt;br /&gt;*1/3 din rezerva de apa a Terrei se afla in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;*Cea mai lunga intrerupere de program de televiziune s-a intamplat in Anglia - BBC a oprit un desen animat cu Mickey-Mouse, s-a anuntat ca a pornit al doilea razboi mondial, apoi peste 6 ani au reluat filmul exact acolo unde s-a intrerupt.&lt;br /&gt;*Albert Einstein a inceput sa vorbeasca la varsta de 6 ani.&lt;br /&gt;*Ca sa devii astronaut american trebuie sa fii mai scund de 1,80 m. In momentul aterizarii Apolo 11 a ramas cu combustibil suficient pentru 20 de secunde de zbor.&lt;br /&gt;*Foarfeca a fost inventata de Leonardo da Vinci. Leonardo da Vinci a fost capabil cu o mana sa scrie iar cu cealalta sa deseneze simultan.&lt;br /&gt;*Din scrieri rezulta ca Leonardo da Vinci a fost cel mai mandru nu de operele sale de arta ci de faptul ca era in stare sa indoaie cu mana rangi de fier.&lt;br /&gt;*Autostrazile din SUA asa au fost concepute ca din 5 in 5 mile au o portiune dreapta de cca 1 mila. Acolo pot ateriza la nevoie aeronavale.&lt;br /&gt;*Exista 2 animale care pot vedea spatiul din spatele lor fara sa-si intoarca capul: iepurele si papagalul.&lt;br /&gt;*Omul piere mai repede din cauza lipsei somnului decat a mancatului. 10 zile rezista un om fara somn, maxim. Fara hrana chiar 1-2 luni.&lt;br /&gt;*Creierul uman are capacitatea de stocare de 1 trilion de byte, sau 1164153 gigabyte.&lt;br /&gt;*Imnul Greciei are 158 de strofe. Nimeni din Grecia nu cunoaste in intregime inmul statului.&lt;br /&gt;*Ultimul simt pierdut de om la moarte este auzul, primul vederea, apoi in ordine gustul, mirosul si pipaitul.&lt;br /&gt;*La nastere toata lumea l-a crezut mort pe Pablo Picasso, doar unchiului lui i-a venit o idee si a reusit sa-l aduca la viata cu ajutorul fumului de trabuc.&lt;br /&gt;*Turnul Eiffel are in compozitie otzel de la furnalul din Gov?jdia, localitatea Ghelar din judetul Hunedoara.&lt;br /&gt;*Cel mai lung cuvant din DEX are 25 de litere si este : ELECTROGLOTOSPECTROGRAFIE. Sunt si alte cuvinte mai lungi, si anume termeni medicali sau din chimie: DIFOSFOPIRIDINNUCLEOTIDPIROFOSFATAZa (36 de litere).&lt;br /&gt;*Cea mai mica pisica din lume traieste in California si ar putea intra fara probleme si in Cartea Recordurilor, datorita dimensiunilor ei liliputane. Heed, pisica in varsta de 9 saptamani din El Cajon masoara doar 7 centimetri si nu cantareste mai mult de jumatate de kilogram.&lt;br /&gt;*In medie o persoana are peste 1460 de vise pe an ?&lt;br /&gt;*Delfinii dorm cu un ochi deschis ? &lt;br /&gt;*O furnica poate sa supravietuiasca pana la doua saptamani sub apa ?&lt;br /&gt;*Cel mai puternic muschi din corpul uman este limba ?&lt;br /&gt;*Unghiile mainilor cresc de patru ori mai repede decat cele ale picioarelor ?&lt;br /&gt;*Puse cap la cap venele,arterele, si capilarele unui adult ar ajunge pentru inconjurul Pamantuluide aproape patru ori ?&lt;br /&gt;*In Indonezia se vorbesc peste 365 de limbi diferite?&lt;br /&gt;*O persoana face in medie 2 500 000 de pasi pe an?&lt;br /&gt;*Inima unei balene albastre este la fel de mare cat o masina?&lt;br /&gt;*Limba unei balene albastre este lunga cat un elefant?&lt;br /&gt;*Daca cantitatea de apa din corpul omenesc este redusa cu 1% iti va fi sete, iar daca este redusa cu 10% vei muri?&lt;br /&gt;*Biblia este tradusa in 2 233 de limbi?&lt;br /&gt;*Animalul cu cel mai mare creier in proportie cu corpul sau este furnica &lt;br /&gt;*Hitler a fost vegetarian &lt;br /&gt;*Toti copiii se nasc cu ochii albastri si dupa cateva momente acestia isi schimba culoarea &lt;br /&gt;*Fluturii percep gustul cu picioarele ?&lt;br /&gt;*Bufnita este una din putinele pasari care poate deosebi culoarea albastra ? &lt;br /&gt;*In 1386 un porc a fost executat prin spanzurarea in public pentru uciderea unui copil ?&lt;br /&gt;*Peste 10.000 de pasari mor anual din cauza coliziunilor cu ferestrele ?&lt;br /&gt;*Omul pierde o jumatate de litru de apa pe zi prin respiratie ?&lt;br /&gt;*Mai mult de jumatate din populatia globului a vazut cel putin un film cu James Bond?&lt;br /&gt;*Numele Mercedes provine de la numele unei austriece?&lt;br /&gt;*Sunt produse mai multe in India decat la Hollywood?&lt;br /&gt;*Creierul unui adult cantareste in medie 1,375 de grame?&lt;br /&gt;*Pasarile nu transpira?&lt;br /&gt;*Pomii de Craciun au fost odinioara impodobiti cu spuma de sapun?&lt;br /&gt;*Pisicile au cate 32 de muschi in fiecare ureche ?&lt;br /&gt;*Alfabetul limbii chineze contine peste 40 000 de caractere ?&lt;br /&gt;*Thomas Edison, inventatorul becului, se temea de intuneric ?&lt;br /&gt;*Februarie 1865 este singura luna inregistrata in istorie fara luna plina?&lt;br /&gt;*Astronautii cresc in inaltime in spatiu ?&lt;br /&gt;*Dreptacii traiesc in medie cu noua ani mai mult decat stangacii ?&lt;br /&gt;*Serpii au doua organe sexuale ?&lt;br /&gt;*Un melc poate dormi trei ani ?&lt;br /&gt;*In medie oamenii se tem mai mult de paianjeni decat de moarte ?&lt;br /&gt;*Apa calda cantareste mai mult decat cea rece ?&lt;br /&gt;*Exista o pasare care in loc sa ciripeasca sau sa cante, latra?&lt;br /&gt;*Sunt cam 2700 de limbi diferite care sunt vorbite in lume?&lt;br /&gt;*Ca sa previi cancerul, e bine sa mananci cate un morcov pe zi?&lt;br /&gt;*Elisabeta I a Rusiei a avut peste 15000 de rochii ?&lt;br /&gt;*Michael Jackson are codul lui postal personal ?&lt;br /&gt;*Pe Venus ploua cu acid sulfuric ?&lt;br /&gt;*Camilele au trei seturi de pleoape ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-3550533332547141845?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/3550533332547141845/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=3550533332547141845' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/3550533332547141845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/3550533332547141845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/02/stiati-ca.html' title='100 lucruri interesante'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SZRfAbbxqLI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ULRwipa1d-4/s72-c/Standing_Strong_by_Courtney_Marie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-8846165159347018976</id><published>2009-01-31T18:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:44:10.455+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enjoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Stii ca totul e posibil?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SYVgxKjPcJI/AAAAAAAAALo/Spijs2uO2_U/s1600-h/free_at_last_by_cryblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SYVgxKjPcJI/AAAAAAAAALo/Spijs2uO2_U/s400/free_at_last_by_cryblue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297746934433280146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SYSEG6prbEI/AAAAAAAAALg/6xmVST1elD4/s1600-h/Music.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stii ca totul e posibil? Da totul e posibil...cu putina ambitie, credinta in Dumnezeu si mai ales optimism. Nu e usor sa te folosesti de aceste aspecte la momentul potrivit...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simt ca am facut totul asa cum trebuie...am avut taria sa spun "NU" lucrurilor pe care le iubeam dar nu-mi faceau bine si pe care poate inca le mai iubesc dar ma tin departe de ele, am avut taria sa vad partea buna a lucrurilor cand nu straluceau si sa sper cu o naivitate constienta de posibilitatea esecului. Rezultatul? Optimistmul asta al  meu atrage norocu' dupa el si in ciuda lucrurilor rele sunt cea mai norocoasa persoana ( si nu spun doar eu asta ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lucrurile pe care le-am pierdut nu le-am pierdut din ghinion ci pentru ca nu erau in totalitate ale mele sau nu erau pentru mine. Insa asta nu numesc ghinion...oricum ar fi...am invatat sa accept raul necesar si sunt fericita, totusi as putea sa gasesc mii de motive ca sa nu fiu, dar nu..nu sunt destul de intemeiate ca sa puna capat pozitivismului meu specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tot ce pot sa spun, ca urmare lucrurile imi merg bine...optimismul a atras dupa sine numai aspecte pozitive si nu credeam ca o sa mai reusesc vreodata sa ajung in postura asta ca si atunci cand eram mai mica si nimik nu conta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-8846165159347018976?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/8846165159347018976/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=8846165159347018976' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/8846165159347018976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/8846165159347018976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/01/stii-ca-totul-e-posibil.html' title='Stii ca totul e posibil?'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SYVgxKjPcJI/AAAAAAAAALo/Spijs2uO2_U/s72-c/free_at_last_by_cryblue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-2270432529606635857</id><published>2009-01-19T16:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:20:23.039+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce iubim barbatii?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SXSYY8ZoRPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CKAlZNSh4S4/s1600-h/willheader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SXSYY8ZoRPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CKAlZNSh4S4/s400/willheader.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293023016365081842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca niciodata nu ne inteleg, dar nu renunta la asta niciodata.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca vad frumusetea in femei, cand femeile au incetat de mult timp sa vada vreo frumusete in ele insele. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca pot reproduce ecuatii matematice si fizice lungi, complicate, machiavelice sau incredibile, dar pot sa ramana fara vreo solutie cand vine vorba de femei. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca traiesc ca sa ne faca sa zambim. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca nu le e niciodata frica de intuneric. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca nu le pasa cum arata sau daca imbatranesc. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ne fac sa radem. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca insista sa faca si sa repare lucruri pentru care nu au pregatire, cu increderea naiva a unui adolescent care stie de toate. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca nu poarta si nu viseaza vreodata sa poarte tocuri. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca spun povesti foarte frumos. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca le e frica sa cheleasca. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca intotdeauna stii ce gandesc si intotdeauna spun ce vor exact sa spuna. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca cea mai mare frica a lor este sa nu fie un barbat adevarat, iar pentru aceasta trebuie sa se retraga din cand in cand. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca abilitatea lor de a visa este probabil cea mai mare resursa de energie intacta de pe planeta. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca fac mari eforturi sa ascunda, fara succes, ca sunt fragili si umani. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca fie vorbesc prea mult, sau deloc. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca intotdeauna isi termina mancarea din farfurie si sunt recunoscatori pentru asta. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt intotdeauna capabili sa invete si sa se schimbe. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt exploratori si visatori de neintrecut. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ne pot privi in ochi si sa ne topeasca instantaneu. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca vor sa fie omnivori ori asceti, razboinici sau amanti, artisti sau generali, dar nu fac compromisuri. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca pentru ei nu exista niciodata prea multa adrenalina. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca dupa toate intamplarile, nu pot trai fara noi, oricat de tare ar incerca. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt aproape de noi cand avem nevoie de ei. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca curata semineul si duc afara gunoiul sau iti cara bagajul fara a te intreba macar. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt intr-adevar pe atat de simpli pe cat afirma ca sunt. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca le plac lucrurile extreme si atunci cand ajung acolo, noi suntem gata sa-i prindem. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca te uiti la el si nu iti vine sa crezi ca mananca cu aceeasi mana semintele cu care mai devreme se scarpina in pantaloni. :)))&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca isi cer iertare stangaci,dar frumos. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca rad de zapaceala, slabiciunea, sau inocenta noastra. Dar nu o fac cu rautate. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sforaie astfel, continua sa vorbeasca cu noi si in somn. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ne tin protector in brate pana adormim.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca n-o sa recunoasca niciodata ca o femeie poate conduce o masina mai bine decat ei.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca au un farmec aparte atunci cand iti zambesc pervers, simapatic sau diabolic pe strada .&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca adoram sa ii vedem in genunchi cerandu-ne iertare sau in casatorie. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca este o placere bolnava sa il vezi cum vine.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru felul cum arata cand iese din dush :). &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca atunci cand dorim au grija sa ne inveleasca.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru cum arata cand se trezeste dimineaata\:) &lt;br /&gt;Pt ca ne fac sa plangem si sa radem.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru graba cu care se arunca in pat langa tine si te ia in brate  cu un gest brutal de genul: “Eu – Tarzan, tu – Jane.”&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca atunci cand te asezi in bratele lui si il intrebi daca nu cumva esti prea grea, iar el iti raspunde: “Nuuuu, esti usoara ca un fulg, Ramai! . &lt;br /&gt;Faptul ca se imbraca in max 10 min, indiferent ca mergeti la plaja sau la cea mai simandicoasa petrecere.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt destepti, tandri si puternici. &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ii iubim, si doar un barbat ar gandi ca acest lucru necesita explicatie.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca se gandesc mereu la noi (intr-un fel sau altul).&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca oricat de dumnezeieste ar arata sunt sfiosi si timizi uneori.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca bombanesc cate un "Ihi" si ne asculta (chiar si selectiv) atunci cand trancanim la nesfarsit vrute si nevrute.&lt;br /&gt;Pentr ca rad la poantele noastre chiar si daca ne-am incurcat in mijlocul bancului si nu-i mai stim finalul.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca n-au nici cea mai vaga idee daca ne-am machiat sau nu si nu prea le pasa lor de look-ul lenjeriei atunci cand vor s-o dea jos.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca au raspuns la orice si sunt convinsi definitiv si irevocabil ca au intotdeauna dreptate.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca arata bine si habar nu au.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ne adora, dar cauta sa lase impresia ca putin le pasa numai ca sa nu ni se urce la cap.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca fara ei ne-am plictisi.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca pretind ca nu sunt romantici si de ziua ta te trezesti cu un cos imens cu florile tale preferate.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ne fac sa ne simtim apreciate.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt de neinlocuit.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru acel "Stii cat esti de frumoasa" aruncat pe neasteptate in care te simti oricum numai sexy nu.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru acel rarisim, fastacit, nepremeditat "Te iubesc!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-2270432529606635857?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/2270432529606635857/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=2270432529606635857' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/2270432529606635857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/2270432529606635857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/01/pentru-ca-niciodata-nu-ne-inteleg-dar.html' title='De ce iubim barbatii?'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SXSYY8ZoRPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CKAlZNSh4S4/s72-c/willheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-6106689883087122000</id><published>2009-01-19T16:56:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:59:31.134+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Am invatzat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SXSUthxUnlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rWWvE7IetOs/s1600-h/___HOPE_II____by_sweetyblood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SXSUthxUnlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rWWvE7IetOs/s400/___HOPE_II____by_sweetyblood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293018971947441746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Priveste partea buna..cand ai o problema ,invatza din ea si priveste-o ca pe un lucru care iti da mai mult curaj si experienta in viitor...Aceste experiente te pot ajuta altadata...cand nu te astepti... &lt;br /&gt;     Am invatat ca nu poti face pe cineva sa te iubeasca Tot ce poti face este sa fii o persoana iubitoare. Restul ... depinde de ceilalti. Am invatat ca oricat mi-ar pasa mie Altora s-ar putea sa nu le pase. &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca dureaza ani sa castigi incredere si ca doar in cateva secunde poti sa o pierzi.Am invatat ca nu conteaza CE ai in viata Ci PE CINE ai. &lt;br /&gt;     Am invatat ca te descurci si ti-e de folos farmecul cca 15 minute Dupa aceea, insa, ar fi bine sa stii ceva. &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca nu trebuie sa te compari cu ceea ce pot altii mai bine sa faca Ci cu ceea ce poti tu sa faci mai bine. &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca nu conteaza ce li se intampla oamenilor Ci conteaza ceea ce pot eu sa fac pentru a rezolva. &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca oricum ai taia Orice lucru are doua fete.Am invatat ca trebuie sa te desparti de cei dragi cu cuvinte calde S-ar putea sa fie ultima oara cand ii vezi.&lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca poti continua inca mult timp.Dupa ce ai spus ca nu mai poti.&lt;br /&gt;      Am invatat ca eroi sunt cei care fac ce trebuie, cand trebuie, Indiferent de consecinte &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca sunt oameni care te iubesc,dar nu stiu s-o arate.Am invatat ca atunci cand sunt suparat am DREPTUL sa fiu suparat. Dar nu am dreptul sa fiu si rau. Am invatat ca prietenia adevarata continua sa existe chiar si la distanta,iar asta este valabil si pentru iubirea adevarata. &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca, daca cineva nu te iubeste cum ai vrea tu, nu inseamna ca nu te iubeste din tot sufletul. Am invatat ca indiferent cat de bun iti este un prieten,oricum te va rani din cand in cand, iar tu trebuie sa-l ierti pentru asta.&lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca nu este intotdeauna de ajuns sa fii iertat de altii. Cateodata trebuie sa inveti sa te ierti pe tine insuti. &lt;br /&gt;      Am invatat ca indiferent cat de mult suferi, Lumea nu se va opri in loc pentru durerea ta. &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca trecutul si circumstantele ti-ar putea influenta personalitatea,dar ca TU esti responsabil pentru ceea ce devii.Am invatat ca, daca doi oameni se cearta, nu inseamna ca nu se iubesc. Si nici faptul ca nu se cearta nu dovedeste ca se iubesc. &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca uneori trebuie sa pui persoana pe primul loc si nu faptele sale.&lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca doi oameni pot privi acelasi lucru si pot vedea ceva total diferit.&lt;br /&gt;      Am invatat ca indiferent de consecinte cei care sunt cinstiti cu ei insisi ajung mai departe in viata.&lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca viata iti poate fi schimbata in cateva ore de catre oameni care nici nu te cunosc. &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca si atunci cand crezi ca nu mai ai nimic de dat,cand te striga un prieten vei gasi puterea de a-l ajuta. &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca scrisul ca si vorbitul poate linisti durerile sufletesti. Am invatat ca oamenii la care tii cel mai mult...iti sunt luati prea repede... &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat ca este prea greu sa-ti dai seama unde sa tragi linie intre a fi amabil, a nu rani oamenii si a-ti sustine parerile. &lt;br /&gt;Am invatat sa iubesc ca sa pot sa fiu iubit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-6106689883087122000?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/6106689883087122000/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=6106689883087122000' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/6106689883087122000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/6106689883087122000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-invatzat.html' title='Am invatzat...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SXSUthxUnlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rWWvE7IetOs/s72-c/___HOPE_II____by_sweetyblood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-4323229825330865611</id><published>2009-01-10T14:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:11:10.082+02:00</updated><title type='text'>12 motive pentru care te afli in zodia ta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SXSJ-D-DpaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TrhAxE1MY1s/s1600-h/Astrology__Capricorn_by_zombee1990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SXSJ-D-DpaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TrhAxE1MY1s/s400/Astrology__Capricorn_by_zombee1990.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293007161377662370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motto : „ Astrologia este psihologia Universului “ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi BERBEC :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Primul motiv pentru care esti un Berbec : &lt;br /&gt;Esti foarte hotarat !&lt;br /&gt;2. Niciodata nu te plictisesti.&lt;br /&gt;3. Opiniile sunt intotdeauna prezente.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ai realizat mari lucrari de pionierat.&lt;br /&gt;5. Motto-ul tau : Aventurierii suntem noi.&lt;br /&gt;6. Iti place mancarea gen fast – food.&lt;br /&gt;7. Te inalti ( te ridici ) inainte de a privi.&lt;br /&gt;8. Pasional, pasional, pasional…&lt;br /&gt;9. Intotdeauna vrei sa fi primul in ceea ce faci.&lt;br /&gt;10. Oh ! Temperamentul tau.&lt;br /&gt;11. Ai gusturi indraznete.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Nu cu ochii se poate vedea in intuneric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi TAUR :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Primul motiv : Renuntarea iti este un concept strain.&lt;br /&gt;2. Motto-ul tau: Mai bine te lupti decat sa intorci spatele.&lt;br /&gt;3 .Vei manca orice.&lt;br /&gt;4. Niciodata nu vei primi premiul pentru « tactica » .&lt;br /&gt;5. Muncesti prea mult.&lt;br /&gt;6. Iti place incaltamintea practica.&lt;br /&gt;7. Noi stim (toata lumea stie) ca o vei face&lt;br /&gt;(vei duce proiectul la bun sfarsit).&lt;br /&gt;8. Esti, oh, atat de romantic…&lt;br /&gt;9. ...si atat de sociabil.&lt;br /&gt;10. Pentru mintea ta iscoditoare, nu exista taine.&lt;br /&gt;11. Iti place sa te asociezi cu parteneri puternici.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Atunci cand o usa se inchide, se deschide alta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi GEAMAN :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Esti maret la multiple sarcini.&lt;br /&gt;2. Vorbesti, vorbesti, vorbesti…&lt;br /&gt;3. Iti plac lucrurile noi.&lt;br /&gt;4. Motto-ul tau : Cred orice, atata timp cat iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;5. Nimeni nu te intelege (esti un neinteles) .&lt;br /&gt;6. Nu esti confuz cand vine vorba de dovezi.&lt;br /&gt;7. Faci prietenii solide.&lt;br /&gt;8. Esti cu adevarat amuzant.&lt;br /&gt;9. Niciodata nu furi.&lt;br /&gt;10 . Etalezi o spontanietate care iti amplifica naturaletea.&lt;br /&gt;11. Esti pe aceeasi frecventa cu ritmurile societatii.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Fantezia nu este decat inceputul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi RAC :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Exerciti o atractie mistica.&lt;br /&gt;2. Nu poti ascunde ceea ce gandesti.&lt;br /&gt;3. Iti place sa stai acasa.&lt;br /&gt;4. Adori mancarea buna (sanatoasa) .&lt;br /&gt;5. Consideri ca ti se ranesc cu usurinta sentimentele.&lt;br /&gt;6. Motto-ul tau : Amprentele digitale si fulgii de zapada &lt;br /&gt;nu sunt singurele elemente caracterizate prin &lt;br /&gt;unicitate absoluta.&lt;br /&gt;7. Te comporti ca o closca cu puii ei.&lt;br /&gt;8. Te gandesti ca esti intr-o continua distractie.&lt;br /&gt;9. Iti place sa ii indestulezi pe oameni, sa-i hranesti.&lt;br /&gt;10. Lasa-ma sa-ti plang pe umar !&lt;br /&gt;11. Nimeni nu iti poate impune o idee sau o atitudine.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Si a trai este un act de creatie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi Leu :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Niciodata nu vei fi un las, un om slab.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mereu, gata de drum.&lt;br /&gt;3. Motto-ul tau : Sunt cel mai bun !&lt;br /&gt;4. Un asa magnetism animalic…mai rar.&lt;br /&gt;5. Te poti plange cu voce tare.&lt;br /&gt;6. Iti place ca oamenii sa depinda de tine.&lt;br /&gt;7. Nascut actor – ai actoria in sange.&lt;br /&gt;8. Intotdeauna distractiv sa-l ai in preajma.&lt;br /&gt;9. Legaturi pline de semnificatii.&lt;br /&gt;10. Charisma si hotarare de a izbandi&lt;br /&gt;11. Te implici fara rezerve in ceea ce faci.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Un copac are multe ramuri si frunze, dar o singura tulpina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi Fecioara :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Expert in folosirea cuvintelor.&lt;br /&gt;2. Motto-ul tau : Realizarea cea mai mare a unei persoane cu adevarat ambitioase poate fi simpla amabilitate.&lt;br /&gt;3. Faci cele mai pertinente recenzii critice.&lt;br /&gt;4. Atat de elegant si curat.&lt;br /&gt;5. Mentii standardele altora la cote inalte.&lt;br /&gt;6. Potrivit pentru a fi un mare comediant.&lt;br /&gt;7. Esti foarte bun in a-ti ascunde emotiile.&lt;br /&gt;8. Model de constrangere excesiva.&lt;br /&gt;9. Sincer si real.&lt;br /&gt;10. Complet concentrat asupra obiectivelor.&lt;br /&gt;11. Detaliile sunt viata ta.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Nu intotdeauna calea cea mai grea este si cea mai buna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi Balanta :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Vrei ca toata lumea sa fie fericita.&lt;br /&gt;2. Motto-ul tau : Am gust in toate.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nu ai idei sau prejudecati preconcepute.&lt;br /&gt;4. Oh, atat de iubitor.&lt;br /&gt;5. Iti place sa fii drept.&lt;br /&gt;6. Super sensibil.&lt;br /&gt;7. O furtuna a mintii, dar de lux.&lt;br /&gt;8. Urasti sa iei o decizie.&lt;br /&gt;9. In continuu iti redecorezi casa.&lt;br /&gt;10. Mare amator de senzational.&lt;br /&gt;11. Iti cunosti bine limitele.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Toti muncim pentru Dumnezeu. Este un patron dur si salariul nu-i intotdeauna grozav, dar exista destule rasplati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi Scorpion :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nu are frica.&lt;br /&gt;2. Oh, atat de misterios.&lt;br /&gt;3. Vrea ceea ce tu nu poti avea.&lt;br /&gt;4. Motto-ul tau : Lasa-ma in pace !&lt;br /&gt;5. Un ganditor atat de profund.&lt;br /&gt;6. Esti un spirit fara granite.&lt;br /&gt;7. Ai o limba cam ascutita.&lt;br /&gt;8. Oare iti dai seama cat de rebel esti ?&lt;br /&gt;9. Cercetezi vietile altora cu ochi critici si precisi.&lt;br /&gt;10. Acorzi o mare insemnatate bunului simt.&lt;br /&gt;11. Personaj care modifica actiunea piesei.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Sa pierzi cu eleganta poate fi o victorie importanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi un Sagetator :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Esti o ratusca norocoasa.&lt;br /&gt;2. Motto-ul tau : Media mea este buna, pe bune! Vorbesc serios!&lt;br /&gt;3. Vei calatori oriunde pentru orice.&lt;br /&gt;4. Viata de petreceri.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bun simt al umorului.&lt;br /&gt;6. Iti plac prietenii tai la nebunie.&lt;br /&gt;7. Mai multa rabdare decat o stanca.&lt;br /&gt;8. Nu suporti sa ti se puna pumnul in gura.&lt;br /&gt;9. Fa un eveniment olimpic decat sa fi un antrenor de pampalai.&lt;br /&gt;10. Extrem de competitiv.&lt;br /&gt;11. Momentul cel mai important – Prezentul.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Simplele realitati ale vietii cotidiene au o legatura importanta cu lumea idealurilor marete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi un Capricorn :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Muncesti cu inteligenta nu cu greutate.&lt;br /&gt;2. Timpul este intodeauna de partea ta.&lt;br /&gt;3. Motto-ul tau : Prefer sa lupt decat sa ma schimb.&lt;br /&gt;4. O asa clasa…mai rar.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tie iti pasa ceea ce altii gandesc.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ca iepurasul cu baterii energizer – continui sa functionezi la nesfarsit.&lt;br /&gt;7. Intuitia nu te inseala.&lt;br /&gt;8. Arme puternice – inteligenta si ironia.&lt;br /&gt;9. Stii sa improvizezi.&lt;br /&gt;10. Nu iti place sa faci « valuri » .&lt;br /&gt;11. Flexibil in codul moral.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Emotiile pot fi calmate cu ajutorul respiratiei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi un Varsator :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rareori incerci sa faci ceva la care stii ca nu te pricepi.&lt;br /&gt;2. Motto-ul tau : Informatia inseamna Putere.&lt;br /&gt;3. Atat de independent.&lt;br /&gt;4. Imprevizibil total.&lt;br /&gt;5. Fascinat de tot ce il inconjoara.&lt;br /&gt;6. Dornic sa salveze lumea.&lt;br /&gt;7. Nu ii pasa ceea ce cred ceilalti.&lt;br /&gt;8. Pastreaza optiunile deschise.&lt;br /&gt;9. Un nonconformist notoriu.&lt;br /&gt;10. Individualist in alegerile pe care le faci.&lt;br /&gt;11. Iti plac delicatesele neobisnuite.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Lumea necunoscutului trebuie intotdeauna respectata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 motive pentru a fi un Peste :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Un farmec si o imaginatie atragatoare.&lt;br /&gt;2. Niciodata nu arunca nimic...&lt;br /&gt;3. Motto-ul tau : In cotidian, exista miracole ce se repeta mereu.&lt;br /&gt;4. Atat de retras, pustnic…&lt;br /&gt;5. Intotdeauna meriti mai bun, mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;6. Compasiv si generos.&lt;br /&gt;7. Nici pe departe usor de determinat.&lt;br /&gt;8. Poate fi foarte la obiect.&lt;br /&gt;9. Inclinat spre conceptualizare. &lt;br /&gt;10. Supraincarcat cu enormitatea universului. &lt;br /&gt;11. Emotii profunde si sensibile.&lt;br /&gt;12. Open mind : Precautia nu trebuie confundata in mod gresit cu lasitatea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-4323229825330865611?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/4323229825330865611/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=4323229825330865611' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/4323229825330865611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/4323229825330865611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-motive-pentru-care-te-afli-in-zodia.html' title='12 motive pentru care te afli in zodia ta'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SXSJ-D-DpaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TrhAxE1MY1s/s72-c/Astrology__Capricorn_by_zombee1990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-9153921919355671759</id><published>2008-12-19T10:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:42:14.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It will allways be...Me, Myself and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SUwFZgH8l1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ejzbxNpzI74/s1600-h/Drawing_myself__by_Uribaani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SUwFZgH8l1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ejzbxNpzI74/s400/Drawing_myself__by_Uribaani.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281602398676883282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things I still don't understand...or maybe I souldn't understand anymore. The point is that sometimes I just don't know what's happening in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Buuuun...asta era doar un rezumat...:)). Unele lucruri devin imprevizibile...dar cand ai un deja vu si deja stii ce urmeaza si bineinteles nu o sa iti repeti greselile, dar ai o urma de indoiala...&lt;br /&gt;A trecut ceva timp de la ultima postare, dar acum ma simt indeajuns de odihnita si pregatita sa scriu ceva nou.&lt;br /&gt;Stii? viata e destul de interesanta...si in momentul asta mi se pare ca trec de la un subiect la altul...poate nu stiu cum sa incep, sau poate ma incurc in cuvinte, in sentimente, in ganduri...pe care uneori le pierd printre amintiri. Toate prieteniile se pierd ,se strica la un moment dat...toate iubirile iau sfarsit la un moment dat. Toate astea se intampla pentru ca oamenii nu mai au rabdare unii cu altii, nu mai au rabdare sa ajute, sa creada, sa astepte, sa iubeasca...si pentru toate aste e nevoie de doi...nu e de ajuns unul, pentru ca acel unul din prea mult efort, la un moment dat isi va frange o aripa ca si un sacrificiu si nu va mai putea zbura alaturi de celalalt. Poate am vorbit putin cam metaforic, dar asta se intampla defapt. Dar oare e o solutie sa devenim mai reci, mai rigizi intr-o lume ca asta? Poate spunem ca da...si atunci sa dispara iubirea adevarata? Sau a disparut deja si nu am realizat eu? Nu,eu cred ca mai exista...acele rare cazuri...rare, dar pentru care merita sa traiesti si sa speri si daca nu ajungi niciodata sa gasesti prietenii adevarati sau o iubire macar stii ca ai luptat pentru ceva. Si cand spun toate astea nu ma refer la fenomenul "a te amagii singur" ;)). &lt;br /&gt;Recent am cunoscut unele persoane care merita...prieteni cu care stii ca daca se intampla ceva rau, te intalnesti ca sa razi, sa te amuzi sa uiti de tot...le multumesc acestor prieteni,pentru fiecare zambet pe care mi-l starnesc la facultate, care desi ii cunosc de mult mi-au devenit extrem de dragi :D.&lt;br /&gt;Unele lucruri profunde ma intristeaza...prietenii care credeam ca ii am, sentimente profunde traite alaturi, persoane pe care le cunosti mai bine decat pe tine insurti si de care ajungi sa te indepartezi fara sa stii de ce au facut unele lucruri rele...si iti pieri increderea. Acele momente ne determina sa privim lucrurile frumoase de langa noi...intr-un mod mai superficial dar sa ne bucuram de ele. Am ajuns sa cred prea mult, sa inteleg pana si motivele pentru care altii mi-au facut rau, empatia de care dau dovada ma face sa iert intotdeauna orice, dar sa lupt ca lucrurile sa nu revina la fel, asta e partea mai grea...nici eu nu stiu ce e in capul meu :)).&lt;br /&gt;Simt ca trebuie sa spun...dar imi pierd cuvintele pe parcurs si nu mai stiu unde vroiam sa ajung...devin plictisitoare prin ganduri pentru care nu imi gasesc cuvintele sa le infatisez cu adevarata valoare. Spun unele lucruri si apoi trec la altele intrebandu-ma ca si intotdeauna "Oare merita?". Era o vorba: "let the things the way they are..if they came back to you...it was truly ment to be that way".&lt;br /&gt;Asta am reusit in ultima vreme si in final mereu voi ramane eu cu mine...Me, Myself and I...eu sunt cea in care voi avea increderea cea mai mare...indiferent ce spun ceilalti...si chiar daca lucrurile nu ies cum trebuie...stiu ca pot demonstra ce sunt cu adevarat....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-9153921919355671759?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/9153921919355671759/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=9153921919355671759' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/9153921919355671759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/9153921919355671759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-will-allways-beme-myself-and-i.html' title='It will allways be...Me, Myself and I'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SUwFZgH8l1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ejzbxNpzI74/s72-c/Drawing_myself__by_Uribaani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-5248759277404370993</id><published>2008-12-05T21:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:52:49.692+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiente'/><title type='text'>S.T.R.O.N.G</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/STmER4Mi5HI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ceLPNq86_Gg/s1600-h/Live_strong_by_damnittoby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/STmER4Mi5HI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ceLPNq86_Gg/s400/Live_strong_by_damnittoby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276393881118893170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Cel mai bine inveti din greselile altora"&lt;br /&gt;Am inceput cu acest citat, ca sa nu mai incep cu clasicul "saptamana asta...", dar ideea e tot prezentul care in fiecare zi ma uimeste in diferite moduri. Daca noi am analiza lucrurile marunte si am sta sa observam situatii din exterior de fiecare data am deveni mai intelegatori mai destepti si mai stapani pe situatie cu fiecare moment al vieii noastre... Zilele astea am vazut 4 caractere diferite in aceasi situatie si am fost al 5-le pion. Desi impartiala...mi-am tras singura concluziile care m-au dezamagit pe moment, dar m-au facut sa inteleg multe alte lucruri. Vorba cuiva...am iesit cea mai castigata din situatie si asta pentru ca nu m-am bagat, am sfatuit cu obiectivism si mi-am pastrat pentru mine ideile. In mare...conflictul e unul complex si se invarte in jurul unei singure persoane, situatie care m-a facut sa inteleg atatea viziuni si feluri de a gandi. E ca si cum te-ai invartii in jurul nucleului parcurgand anumite puncte distincte. As putea sa filozofez o saptamana, o luna sau poate mai mult pe situatie. Tot ce vreau sa spun este ca am ajuns sa inteleg atatea viziuni, trairi, temeri care m-au facut sa imi dau seama ca pana si cele mai clare situatii duc la imprevizibil, iar in spatele fiecarei situatii neintelese se ascunde nesiguranta, temeri si frica de a arata ce simti cu adevarat. Fara sa ma mai invart in jurul aceleasi axe concluzionez ca aceste sitatii m-au facut sa realizez ca sunt o persoana destul de matura si de curajoasa. &lt;br /&gt;Fiecare lucru de care mi-a fost teribil de frica la un moment dat, in momentul cand a ajuns sa se intample am realizat ca pot trece peset el mai usor decat credeam si mi-a venit sa rad cand am constatat cat de mult te poti consuma pt o situatie pe care mai apoi in momentul critic sa constatii ca o infrunti cu mult curaj.&lt;br /&gt;Am mai mult incredere in mine pentru ca acum ma cunosc mai bine si stiu ca depapt...frica e mai teribila decat lucrul in sine, iar gandirea pozitiva te face mai puternic, defapt iti deschide ochii sa vezi oportunitatile din jurul tau...&lt;br /&gt;Conluzia finala? O FEMEIE PUTERNICA NU-SI POATE REPROSA NICIODATA CA S-A LASAT INJOSITA indiferent de circumstante si de situatie. Spun asta pentru ca daca esti asa, nu privesti inapoi si lucrurile care dor, in momentele in care realizezi ca nu mai merita ajungi sa le pastrezi doar in suflet pana cand se sting...fara ca cineva sa iti mai poata reprosa ceva...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-5248759277404370993?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/5248759277404370993/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=5248759277404370993' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/5248759277404370993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/5248759277404370993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2008/12/strong.html' title='S.T.R.O.N.G'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/STmER4Mi5HI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ceLPNq86_Gg/s72-c/Live_strong_by_damnittoby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-5408952927217075690</id><published>2008-11-27T21:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:03:11.602+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SS_d8QVL9tI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tgaorBjNPU4/s1600-h/Rays_Of_Hope_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SS_d8QVL9tI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tgaorBjNPU4/s400/Rays_Of_Hope_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273677715919861458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;      Saptamana asta mi s-au intamplat o multime de lucruri frumoase...am inceput sa prind viata la fel ca inainte...simt ca lucrurile merg in directia care trebuie si noi am luat-o pe doua drumuri diferite care par a nu se mai intalnii...cred ca e un lucru bun desi asta imi starneste un sentiment ciudat...ma doare intr-un fel ca nu mai stiu nimik de tine desi stiu ca poate e mai bine asa. Spuneam undeva "even that strange feeling can make you happy". Detasarea de situatie ma face sa cred ca am fost destul de puternica pana acum...si asta imi da un sentiment de multumire. Faptul ca ceea ce se intampla acum ma face fericita, ma consoleaza, dar parca mi-e teama de necunoscut. In fiecare zi realizez ca pt tine nu am valorat destul si atunci e mai bine sa constientizez asta acum. Incep sa trec peste si imi dau seama ca eu nu sunt de vina pentru asta...fiecare gest al tau m-a facut sa ma indepartez si atunci tu esti vinovat ca o sa uit totul, ca nu am mai luptat, ca mi-am dat seama ca nu merita. Unele lucruri merita lasate in voia sortii...pentru ca prin fiecare gest al tau prin care tu credeai ca vei fi mai interesant in ochii mei nu ai facut decat sa ma transformi din persoana care lupta sa fie bine, in persoana care lasa lucrurile la intamplare si nu isi mai doreste sa depuna eforturi pt asta. In fiecare zi sunt tot mai convinsa ca am facut tot ce era de cuviinta. Acum stiu sigur ce imi doresc sa se intample. Si ma simt bine.&lt;br /&gt;      Esti naiv sa crezi ca mai poti face ceva care sa ma afecteze, daca nu esti convins tot ce trebuie sa faci este sa ma pui la incercare...sunt mai puternica decat pana acum si toate astea pentru ca am cunoscut persoana care sa ma faca sa realizez ca se poate si altfel. Poate e doar o iluzie, dar iluzia asta ma face fericita in momentu asta. &lt;br /&gt;      Ma trezesc dimineata fericita, multumita, afara e frumos, si ma asteapta inca o zi minuntata. Pentru prima data in viata sunt convinsa ca trecutul nu mai are nici o valoare pentru mine acum, m-a ajutat doar sa ma maturizez, dar nu ma mai afecteaza cu nimic. Tot ce conteaza e viitorul si nu credeam ca o sa spun vreodata asta atat de convinsa. &lt;br /&gt;      Cineva acolo sus ma iubeste si mi-a redat acea trasatura de a vedea extraordinarul in lucrurile marunte. Sunt fericita si asta e tot ce conteaza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. What doesn't kill you. makes you stronger ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-5408952927217075690?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/5408952927217075690/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=5408952927217075690' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/5408952927217075690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/5408952927217075690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2008/11/saptamana-asta-mi-s-au-intamplat-o.html' title=''/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SS_d8QVL9tI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tgaorBjNPU4/s72-c/Rays_Of_Hope_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-6119382575438234645</id><published>2008-11-23T23:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:31:41.745+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Say goodbye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSiDW_xF9uI/AAAAAAAAACg/SIGC-L6U4Sc/s1600-h/pogljed_by_6v4MP1r36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSiDW_xF9uI/AAAAAAAAACg/SIGC-L6U4Sc/s400/pogljed_by_6v4MP1r36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271607794934871778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is a lie, I feel it everyday day&lt;br /&gt;If truth is a lie, I can`t get away&lt;br /&gt;Don`t let me go,tease me another game&lt;br /&gt;I`m lost in you&lt;br /&gt;You know all the things that we have been through&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever try to run&lt;br /&gt;You`re the one I`m after&lt;br /&gt;And if you blow under the sun&lt;br /&gt;I can make you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Try …&lt;br /&gt;Try to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Try to find a smile&lt;br /&gt;And dry those pretty eyes&lt;br /&gt;So try …&lt;br /&gt;Try to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Take over the sky&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you fly&lt;br /&gt;Like a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Try to say goodbye (I know that you can try)&lt;br /&gt;Try to find a smile (I know that you can smile)&lt;br /&gt;And dry those pretty eyes (Dry those pretty eyes)&lt;br /&gt;So try …&lt;br /&gt;Try to say goodbye (Try to say goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;Take over the sky (Take over the Sky)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you fly (See you fly)&lt;br /&gt;Like a butterfly (Butterfly,butterfly,butterfly …)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day you`ll be so close to the light&lt;br /&gt;So don`t give a damn about what they say&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wïng and fly&lt;br /&gt;Dry those pretty eyes baby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Foarte frumoase versurile piesei...si foarte frumoasa piesa. Enjoy... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/dumis/ac69acdf6c1189"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_ac69acdf6c1189(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dj Sava feat Connect-R - Say Goodbye (Chris Mayer Remix)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio  Muzica &amp;raquo;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&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/8020156611746505185-6119382575438234645?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/6119382575438234645/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=6119382575438234645' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/6119382575438234645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/6119382575438234645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-world-is-lie-i-feel-it-everyday.html' title='Say goodbye...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSiDW_xF9uI/AAAAAAAAACg/SIGC-L6U4Sc/s72-c/pogljed_by_6v4MP1r36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-2681500843142305773</id><published>2008-11-23T23:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:54:47.777+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Sound of goodbye... ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSk1epHLxdI/AAAAAAAAADY/3cssOFWVJ8Q/s1600-h/14af764a1e2171a3fbae3ab16937dacb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSk1epHLxdI/AAAAAAAAADY/3cssOFWVJ8Q/s400/14af764a1e2171a3fbae3ab16937dacb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271803639362209234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyface i see&lt;br /&gt;Is cold as ice&lt;br /&gt;Everything i touch is pale&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i lost imagination&lt;br /&gt;Like a stream that flows into the sea&lt;br /&gt;I am lost for all eternity&lt;br /&gt;Ever since you took your love away from me&lt;br /&gt;Some times the sound of goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Is louder than any drumbeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;( Armin Van Buuren-The sound of goodbye)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-2681500843142305773?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/2681500843142305773/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=2681500843142305773' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/2681500843142305773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/2681500843142305773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2008/11/sound-of-goodbye.html' title='Sound of goodbye... ;)'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSk1epHLxdI/AAAAAAAAADY/3cssOFWVJ8Q/s72-c/14af764a1e2171a3fbae3ab16937dacb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-3753311082716277538</id><published>2008-11-23T20:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:02:46.603+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganduri'/><title type='text'>You are never alone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSkb8eky4TI/AAAAAAAAADI/Al_eKVZMdOs/s1600-h/Footprints_on_the_Sand_by_takeru_san.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSkb8eky4TI/AAAAAAAAADI/Al_eKVZMdOs/s400/Footprints_on_the_Sand_by_takeru_san.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271775564627370290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You are never alone even when you feel like you are, THE LORD is always by your side". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;         M-am trezit de dimineata si am reflectat putin la toate lucrurile care s-au intamplat in ultima vreme in viata mea...mi-am dat seama ca existau momente in care ma simteam singura si erau lucruri pe care mi le doream si pentru care ma rugam. Probabil nu mi-am dat seama, trecand grabita pe langa toate lucrurile care mi se intamplau, si am trecut superficial pe langa cele pe care le-am obtinut...dar azi... azi am realizat ca Dumnezeu mi-a ascultat toate rugaciunile...si m-a ajutat in tot ceea ce imi doream...fiecare lucru pentru care m-am rugat zilele trecute l-am primit, fara sa ma gandesc poate in momentul ala ca in mare parte poate nu era meritul meu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;          Multumesc lui Dumnezeu pentru fiecare lucru din viata mea, chiar si pentru lucrurile care le-am pierdut...poate nu erau pentru mine. Sper sa pot fi indeajuns de buna cu cei din jurul meu ca sa rasplatesc pe ceilalti pentru ce am primit eu. Nu,nu sunt nebuna ci doar asta simt...si faptul ca acum realizez anumite lucruri ma face sa fiu multumita...un sentiment pe care cred ca ar trebui sa il avem mai des... Atunci cand credem ca suntem singuri...nu suntem singuri, suntem doar indeajuns de orbi ca sa nu vedem cate lucruri frumoase ne inconjoara...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;          Acum cand am scris toate astea mi-am amintit o poveste care imi placea mult candva(si acum de asemenea)  asa ca am cautat-o ca sa o pot scrie aici. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                         &lt;strong&gt;Footprints in the sand...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;        One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes of my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I notice footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there were only one set of footprints. This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints. So I  said to the Lord: "You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, You would walk with me allways, but I have notice that during the most trying periods of my life there have only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, You haven't been there for me?". The Lord replied, "My precious  child, I would never leave you that's why the times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, it was when I carried you. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-3753311082716277538?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/3753311082716277538/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=3753311082716277538' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/3753311082716277538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/3753311082716277538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-are-never-alone_23.html' title='You are never alone...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSkb8eky4TI/AAAAAAAAADI/Al_eKVZMdOs/s72-c/Footprints_on_the_Sand_by_takeru_san.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-4536735277859257124</id><published>2008-11-22T22:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:02:10.455+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parti din viata mea'/><title type='text'>Special moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSh6Es2WclI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FgR9suRdo9g/s1600-h/Kissing_in_fake_rain_by_The_Rob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSh6Es2WclI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FgR9suRdo9g/s400/Kissing_in_fake_rain_by_The_Rob.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271597585014354514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Oamenii se intalnesc si se cunosc, apoi se despart...se despart pentru ca au facut imprudenta de a se cunoaste, se despart dar...nu se uita!!! "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Citat celebru,  dedicat cu multa vreme in urma unei persoane dragi... acum am dat peste acest citat si am zis ca merita o postare speciala in memoria acelor momente... :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-4536735277859257124?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/4536735277859257124/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=4536735277859257124' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/4536735277859257124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/4536735277859257124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2008/11/special-moments.html' title='Special moments...'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSh6Es2WclI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FgR9suRdo9g/s72-c/Kissing_in_fake_rain_by_The_Rob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-8203915352417119607</id><published>2008-11-21T11:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:01:53.524+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me ;)'/><title type='text'>A blonde driver ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSaHvIOaPxI/AAAAAAAAACA/Am9oZfIZASk/s1600-h/blonde4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSaHvIOaPxI/AAAAAAAAACA/Am9oZfIZASk/s400/blonde4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271049657615269650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deci  in ciuda acuzelor "Blonde la volan", am demonstrat ca mi-am luat permisul din prima si ca pot sa conduc si nu reprezint un pericol ;)  in trafic... Acuma asa sa ma umflu in pene..de fericire :D. Asa ca nu culoare din par defineste persoana...sunt multi care au invatzat asta si sunt multi care inca mai au de invatzat. Totul consta in ideea ca faptul ca o fata e blonda te face sa observi mai usor cand greseste ca si o tipa cu alta culoare in par...Dar eu una nu ma simt si nu cred ca am de ce :)). Gata gata nu mi zic ca apoi par prea mandra de mine :"&gt;...pana la urma e doar un permis de conducere...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-8203915352417119607?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/8203915352417119607/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=8203915352417119607' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/8203915352417119607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/8203915352417119607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='A blonde driver ;)'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSaHvIOaPxI/AAAAAAAAACA/Am9oZfIZASk/s72-c/blonde4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-1583537061285597964</id><published>2008-11-18T21:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:53:07.742+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganduri'/><title type='text'>I'm sick of lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSMmbTeUdEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ryu55NRIapc/s1600-h/Bridal_Landscape_by_aliciamac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSMmbTeUdEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ryu55NRIapc/s400/Bridal_Landscape_by_aliciamac.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270098239479379010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;     Faptul ca scriu,ma face ma simt mai bine...sa simt ca ma eliberez de ce simt. Am un sentiment ciudat pe care nu vreau sa-l dezvalui celor care imi citesc blogul, dar ceea ce vreau sa spun concret este ca m-am saturat de minciuni, prefacatorie, si gesturi ale unora care li se pare ca fac viatza sa nu fie plictisitoare. Viata ti-o faci interesanta prin alte lucruri dar nu prin anumite lucruri care ar putea ranii pe ceilalti. Nu ca ar fi prima data cand oamenii ma dezamagesc, dar in fiecare zi raman uimita de modul repetat in care se intampla. Pana si cei care nu ar trebui sa o faca te vor dezamagii la un moment dat, dar exista acei oameni care realizeaza asta si se straduiesc sa nu-si repede greselile. Dar cand se intampla de nenumarate ori acelasi lucru? Ce faci? Mai ai putere sa ierti daca totusi nu ai putere sa uiti? Cum rezolvi asta? Stiu...timpul...dar eu nu am avut niciodata si nu stiu daca voi putea vreodata avea rabdare cu timpul...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        Am avut incredere in oameni apoi am invatzat sa am incredere doar in cine trebuie, dar acum pe zi ce trece am tot mai putina incredere in ei...Dar cand aflii ca persoana care ti-a jurat ca nu te-a inselat niciodata si pentru care ai fi dat totul, defapt te-a inselat cu mult timp in urma?  Reactia mea? Incep sa rad...sa rad de cat de incorecta e viata, de cat de orbi putem fi in unele momente de cata incredere putem acorda unor oameni care nu merita. Si totusi sper (desi nu stiu de ce)  ca undeva exista si acei oameni care nu-ti inseala asteptarile... cineva care sa fie acolo cand ai o problema si simti ca daca suni e acolo pt tine si te sprijina...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;        Incep sa devin tragica :))...nu-i cazul...poate doar putin indignata. Sau poate o zi mai proasta...sau poate nici macar, poate pur si simplu am simtit ca trebuie sa spun toate astea... Ok...m-am descarcat...da totusi nu ma simt mai bine :)) de data asta...imi va trece...:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-1583537061285597964?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/1583537061285597964/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=1583537061285597964' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/1583537061285597964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/1583537061285597964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-sick-of-lies.html' title='I&apos;m sick of lies'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSMmbTeUdEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ryu55NRIapc/s72-c/Bridal_Landscape_by_aliciamac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020156611746505185.post-599266894419999650</id><published>2008-11-17T23:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:34:49.458+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganduri'/><title type='text'>Feelings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSHjckREhqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/NTYrDHt5Ag0/s1600-h/2138335617_c12ec79c7d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSHjckREhqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/NTYrDHt5Ag0/s320/2138335617_c12ec79c7d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269743118911309474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;           Ai simtit vreodata ca unele lucruri sunt asa de apoape de a se intampla,atat de aproape de a merge si totusi nu merg. De ce? Raspunsul cred ca se afla undeva in mine dar nu vreau sa il accept pentru ca desi ar putea fi favorabil in viitor,nu mi-e favorabil acum...nu ma simt bine acum si atunci ce conteaza? as avea atatea sa spun....si totusi...mai are rost? As rezolva ceva? O multime de intrebari aparent fara rapuns, dar au un raspuns,chiar mai multe raspunsuri....totul depinde numai de mine....si totusi nu pot sa fac nimic, nu pot sa schimb nimic. De ce un om este atat de liber si totusi atat de constrans de principii si reguli. Nu pot sa accept multe lucruri sau nu ma pot obisnui cu ele pentru ca inca visez...visez ca intr-o zi va fi altfel...si daca nu va fi? ce se va intampla daca si speranta moare? Atunci totul se va distruge de la sine...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;         Vreau sa sper si totusi ma intreb daca mai merita sa sper, defapt stiu ca nu mai vreau...dar nu pot ,sau poate nu am vointa destula sa trec si peste asta... Oricum sunt convinsa ca intr-o zi o sa vin si o sa spun: "A trecut totul! Sunt bine, a trecut!"...si sfarsesc prin a gandi pozitiv...pana data viitoare....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020156611746505185-599266894419999650?l=milestogo26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/feeds/599266894419999650/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020156611746505185&amp;postID=599266894419999650' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/599266894419999650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020156611746505185/posts/default/599266894419999650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milestogo26.blogspot.com/2008/11/feelings.html' title='Feelings....'/><author><name>FloRiNa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/TMMlel5FnSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/5hUlwqHoDSk/S220/2b.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tKr-MXi34d0/SSHjckREhqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/NTYrDHt5Ag0/s72-c/2138335617_c12ec79c7d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
