<?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-3394515651038390070</id><updated>2011-11-17T01:21:09.239Z</updated><category term='Filme'/><category term='Inceput'/><category term='Adrian Paunescu'/><category term='Copilarie'/><category term='Essex Uni'/><category term='Vacanta'/><category term='Amintiri'/><category term='Florin Piersic'/><category term='Muzica'/><category term='Armata'/><category term='IRIS'/><category term='Iubire'/><category term='Zapada'/><category term='Despre Noi'/><category term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category term='Carti'/><category term='Interiorizare'/><category term='Despre Viata'/><category term='Calatorii'/><category term='Dependenta'/><category term='Munte'/><category term='Marea'/><category term='Colchester'/><category term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>Caruselul meu colorat</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-7991399385462785889</id><published>2010-09-08T09:59:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T12:43:40.697+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>Free</title><content type='html'>Sunt fericita !! Sunt fericita in sfarsit !!! Nu stiu cum dar ieri s-au legat toate intr-un fel :)) pfah &lt;div&gt;Dar pana la urma a iesit bine pentru ca eu ma simt mai bine !! I changed ... no doubt about it. My feelings changed too... no doubt about them. I am an entirely different person now and what's btw us it's just memories. For the first time in such a long time we had a normal conversation. For the first time I said No. The hugs made me feel better, but didn't change anything in me. I was more like ... nostalgic looking at him. But nothing more. I feel so good, so good right now I don't think anyone can imagine! And it didn't even happen much. But I know, one has got to face the present with eyes wide open, to be able to move on and forget about the past. We are just friends now and that's how it will be.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si am asa un chef imens sa dansez in Subzero !!! Abia astept sa ma intorc la uni !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SgM3r8xKfGE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SgM3r8xKfGE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="278"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-7991399385462785889?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/7991399385462785889/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-8494601998164632512</id><published>2010-08-25T11:14:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T11:24:37.619+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>Moments that change you for a little while</title><content type='html'>Si sunt unele lucruri pe care poate nu ar trebui sa le stii pentru ca ti-ar rascoli sufletul atat de tare incat abia ai mai putea respira de emotie. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si sunt unele lucruri peste care trebuie sa treci fara sa te uiti in urma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si nu-mi vine sa cred ca dupa atata timp, sufletul meu inca vibreaza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar el nu a inteles niciodata metaforele mele ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-8494601998164632512?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/8494601998164632512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=8494601998164632512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8494601998164632512'/><link rel='self' 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Maybe fiindca m-am bucurat de viata din plin si nu am mai avut timp si pt blog. Dar uite nu stiu cum astazi l-am redeschis, voiam sa mai citesc posturi din trecut probabil, asa ca m-am hotarat sa il updatez. &lt;div&gt;Soo ... pe 22 mai am terminat examenele (17,19,20,22) si la inceputul lui iunie am plecat la Barcelona. Ce pot spune... a fost superb, este un oras intr-adevar minunat. Am stat intr-un apartament langa Sagrada Familia, am vazut toate operele lui Gaudi, am facut baie in mare. Superba vacanta. Pe 10 ne-am intors la uni sa ne luam bagajele si in decurs de 12 ore am schimbat 2 avioane si vreo 5 sau 6 autobuze si pe 11 am ajuns in Romania. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si uite ca azi este 24 august, mai este putin pana pe 16 septembrie cand voi pleca inapoi in Uk. Abia astept !!! Imi place atat de mult acolo! Si am atatea de facut cand ma intorc! Acte, facturi, redecorare, proiecte !!! Ma mut la casuta si abia astept sa imi vad camera, sa imi aranjez toate lucrurile (o sa ia ceva timp), trebuie sa ma duc la primarie sa duc un act, trebuie sa imi scot NIN, trebuie sa trec facturile pe numele meu, trebuie sa vorbesc cu coordonatoarea de la Vteam, trebuie sa organizam Freshers' Fair cu standul de la Romanian Society, trebuie sa ma ocup si de standul de la Vteam. Ce chestie !!! Anul trecut nu aveam nicio grija! O sa fie si distractie multa, dar parca acum sunt alte lucruri mai importante in primul rand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In primul semestru am doar vreo 8 ore pe saptamana de scoala, asa ca am timp pentru o groaza de alte activitati. Am fost promovata !! [:))] Acum eu sunt Lead Volunteer la proiectul Numbers cu copiii ! Si eu trebuie sa ma ocup de tot, dar nu ma deranjeaza !! Sunt foarte fericita ! Si Radu o sa fie Lead Volunteer la proiectul ELT (English Language Teaching). Si eu o sa ma duc la proiectul lui si el o sa vina la proiectul meu .... so inca vreo 3 ore pe saptamana in orar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trebuie sa ne vindem cartile de anul trecut si sa ne cumparam altele noi! Abia astept sa cunosc noii profesori, sa vad ce colegi au mai ramas :))), sa vad cum sunt modulele, temele! Abia astept sa invat !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce am mai facut vara asta in afara de Barcelona ... Am fost la mare o saptamana, am fost in Piatra Craiului 3 zile, am fost iar la mare 3 zile, am fost la tara 3 zile, am fost in Bucuresti de nenumarate ori. Am fost la toate petrecerile cu gasca veche si ne-am distrat (Brazi, Paulesti). Chiar maine e ziua fratiorului meu (cel mai bun prieten al meu, Jorjel ;)) si trebuie sa ii caut un cadou. In curand o sa vina si ziua mea (pe 12 septembrie). Sa vedem cum o voi sarbatori !! Dupa cum ma cunosc eu pe mine, ar trebui undeva in varf de munte cu muzica, foc de tabara, chitari si bautura. Inca nu am vreun plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt fericita !!! Intr-adevar sunt fericita !! Si anul universitar care urmeaza va fi si mai frumos !! Trebuie sa imi gasesc si un internship pe la o banca, eventual in Londra... sa vedem. Si in final, un job (desi partea asta cu jobul nu tin neaparat, fiindca in niciun caz nu voi lucra la bucatarie sau chelnerita sau alte prostii d-astea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-am intalnit vara asta cu foarte multa lume, multi prieteni si inca mai am cativa si nu voi pleca pana nu ii voi vedea si pe ei !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In final sunt fericita ca lucrurile s-au asezat toate acolo unde trebuiau sa fie, iar viata mea e linistita si frumoasa. Exact ce imi doream !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voi merge candva anul acesta si in Germania la Bremen pt ca am o prietena foarte buna care va invata acolo !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abia astept sa plec pe 16 septembrie inapoi !! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si cum nu chiar toate lucrurile sunt si fericite pe deplin ... vara asta s-au intamplat si niste lucruri triste. In primul rand ca a murit bunicul meu :( si in al doilea rand a murit &lt;a href="http://andreih.wordpress.com/"&gt;Heavy&lt;/a&gt;. In dimineata aceea cand am aflat, am crezut ca lumea isi bate joc de mine si chiar ma gandeam cum sa faci asa o gluma proasta!? Am vrut sa iau telefonul sa il sun! Mi-a trebuit ceva timp ca sa imi dau seama ca e adevarat. S-a inecat in Vama ... Viata asta nu e dreapta deloc!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-1315622386082352220?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/1315622386082352220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=1315622386082352220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1315622386082352220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1315622386082352220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacanta-mea-de-vara.html' title='Vacanta mea de vara !!!'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6868101703787334009</id><published>2010-07-23T00:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:35:36.054+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>All the lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;All the lovers that have gone before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;They don't compare ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="306"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ekPRAeHc-L4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ekPRAeHc-L4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="306"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6868101703787334009?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6868101703787334009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6868101703787334009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6868101703787334009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6868101703787334009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-lovers.html' title='All the lovers'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-1590097748422372247</id><published>2010-05-04T21:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:45:55.135+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>Party tonight</title><content type='html'>Well ... si uite ca dupa ce-am stresat atat de mult cu invatatu .... not .... mergem la bulgarian night in seara asta !! Siiii .... abia astept sa dansez si sa ma distrez !!! Viata asta de facultate e absolut geniala !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-1590097748422372247?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/1590097748422372247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=1590097748422372247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1590097748422372247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1590097748422372247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/05/party-tonight.html' title='Party tonight'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-4499187251424535474</id><published>2010-05-03T23:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T23:36:51.667+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>How will we love?</title><content type='html'>After seeing this movie, I realized ... maybe I realized it before, the first time I saw it, which was long ago ... and I think we were together then ... well, I realized that ... we loved each other. I knew, you knew ... we really did love each other. The problem was we couldn't get that 50% more to make it a good relationship. And it wasn't my fault, well it wasn't my fault completely, we both did wrong. I don't know to what extent, which one did more wrong than the other, but ... we just couldn't get past arguments and fights and my crying and your yelling and your bad words and ... what I can say.... now ... after 7 months in which I've been away is that ... when I left back in October, I loved you ... and when I broke up with you ... I still loved you... and now I'm still not 100% over it, but it's getting better in time and I'm sure it's gonna be just fine. Cause it's better for me, way better ... I truly have found someone that I am completely satisfied with, with whom I never argue, someone who understands me and loves me, someone with whom I can talk openly, someone whom I feel free with, happy, loving my life and myself and enjoying everything around me, someone who lets me be who I am. And I think this is exactly what I needed. Someone who helps me every time, someone I can trust. Maybe I don't show it all the time and I don't cause sometimes I get so gelous for nothing, but ... I trust him and I put a lot of hope and love into this relationship and commitment and attachment and this is what makes our relationship so beautiful and is obvious to everyone that we love each other a lot. &lt;div&gt;This is what I had to say .... felt like saying. I am grateful I have him, after all ... I am a lucky person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-4499187251424535474?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/4499187251424535474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=4499187251424535474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4499187251424535474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4499187251424535474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-will-we-love.html' title='How will we love?'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5833161676613140675</id><published>2010-04-03T01:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:22:37.555+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Review</title><content type='html'>Recitind postul &lt;a href="http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2008/03/tu-cate-lucruri-ai-facut-din-astea-de.html"&gt;asta &lt;/a&gt;, mi-am dat seama ca ar trebui sa mai adaug niste chestii pe lista, cum ar fi:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;36) Enacted a favorite fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;54) Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;72) Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;102) Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;108) Taken illegal drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;116) Bought a house (rent it :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;125) Read - and understood - your credit report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;133) Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;158) Had major surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5833161676613140675?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5833161676613140675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5833161676613140675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5833161676613140675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5833161676613140675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/04/review.html' title='Review'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-7089980723822625545</id><published>2010-04-02T23:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T23:48:22.221+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calatorii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><title type='text'>Happy, funny, sunny day</title><content type='html'>Uite ca m-am distrat putin citind blogul unui fost &lt;a href="http://ioan-g.blogspot.com/"&gt;prieten&lt;/a&gt; si m-am gandit sa va spun si lucruri mai frumoase astazi. Fiindca ma plictiseam tare, ce m-am gandit eu saptamana asta sa fac ... anume sa imi trimit cv-ul pe la tot felul de joburi pe net care mi se pareau interesante. Si iata ca una dintre firme m-a si sunat ieri ca astazi sa ma prezint frumos la interviu la ora 12. Ies si eu din turn la 11 si 20, deja cam tarziu si ma duc in statia de autobuz. Super.. autobuzele circulau cu program redus... so primul autobuz venea la si 41. In fine ... astept eu, cobor la Main Bus Station, ma duc repede pe jos pana la sediul firmei in oras, ajung exact la timp, urc scarile si ma intampina 2 tipi super draguti, in costum amandoi si ma roaga sa astept putin. Interviul a decurs fain din punctul meu de vedere, mai mult mi-a vorbit tipu (doar unu din ei vorbea, celalalt nota ceva) despre afacerea lor si cum vor sa se extinda si de ce incurajeaza tinerii sa lucreze la ei. Am vorbit si eu despre voluntariatul meu la St Andrew's Junior School (nu v-am spus despre asta?? imposibil !! ei bine, in orice caz ... sunt foarte incantata si fericita sa lucrez cu copiii astia minunati si sper ca la anu sa iau postul lui Sebastian si sa fiu eu co-ordonatoarea proiectului !!!). Am mai vorbit despre faptul ca imi plac limbile straine... care? ... germana si spaniola... foarte bine ... tipul dragut ii dadea in continuare (trebuie sa va spun ca vorbea super-ultra-mega repede de abia puteam sa il urmaresc), iar eu zambeam necontenit. In final imi spun ca eu sunt prima candidata pe ziua respectiva, dar ca in decursul zilei vor mai intervieva mai multe persoane si daca ma accepta, ma vor suna pana diseara. Ies eu de acolo fericita, toata numai un zambet si dau cu ochii de inca vreo 4 persoane care asteptau cu niste fete de parca venisera la inmormantare. Nasol ... &lt;div&gt;Ma duc inapoi frumos acasica si imi vad de treburile mele. Pe la 5 jumate imi suna telefonul ... ghici cine? ... chiar tipu asta dragut sa imi spuna sa vin luni la 11 jumate ca sa petrec cateva ore cu ei sa vad exact ce si cum lucreaza. Super fain. Mai adauga sa aduc ceva ce nu inteleg si sa nu port tocuri ca o sa fie ceva alergatura si sa imi iau umbrela in caz ca ploua (de parca n-as sti si eu f bne; oricum nu plec niciodata de acasa fara umbrela caci Anglia e o tara inselatoare in privinta vremii). Si uite asa se face ca luni ma duc sa arunc o privire mai detaliata asupra activitatii firmei asteia, urmand ca apoi sa mai fie un alt interviu si rezultatul final. Sper sa ma accepte, dar daca nu ... eu n-am pierdut nimic, ei da!!! Asa ca astazi sunt binedispusa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O alta veste buna ... duminica vine prietena mea la mine !!! O sa ne facem poze cu narcisele, o sa ne plimbam peste tot ... Londra, Cambridge, Clacton (la mare), poate Ipswich ... asa ca sunt ultra-mega-super fericita. O sa ne distram pe cinste !!! Si pe 15 venim impreuna in tara ! Yupiiii!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si uite ceva si pentru iubitul meu pe care nu l-am vazut de o saptamana:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Missing someone gets easier every day because even though it's one day further from the last time you saw each other, it's one day closer to the next time you will. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-7089980723822625545?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/7089980723822625545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=7089980723822625545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7089980723822625545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7089980723822625545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-funny-sunny-day.html' title='Happy, funny, sunny day'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-8549888053439854093</id><published>2010-04-01T03:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T03:35:24.774+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Cold</title><content type='html'>Nu pot sa dorm noaptea ... nu si nu ... linistea si intunericul ma deprima/sperie. De asta stau cu usa incuiata si cu toate luminile aprinse. Nu vreau sa o descui. Mi-e teama sa ma duc pana la baie. Am tot timpul senzatia ca ma urmareste cineva pe coridor, de aceea intorc mereu capul sa ma uit. Parca astept sa apara cineva de dupa fiecare colt al holului. In linistea asta de mormant tresar la orice sunet neobisnuit. Oare incep sa innebunesc? Ceva ma opreste sa ma duc la geam, sa trag draperia si sa ma uit afara. Am plans in ultimele 5 nopti. Ma simt de parca as fi o papusa pe care cineva a uitat-o aici. &lt;div&gt;Sunt norocoasa ca am o camera colorata in portocaliu si galben. De parca m-ar apara culorile de ceva. Macar o face mai vie si mai frumoasa. Trandafirii s-au uscat aproape de tot si par la fel de tristi ca mine. Imi dau lacrimile de fiecare data cand ma gandesc la el. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am asteptat azi 20 de minute autobuzul singura in statia de la uni. Niciun om pe o raza cat cuprindeau privirile mele. Intuneric si liniste spulberata de fosnetul vantului si de picaturile de ploaie. Noroc cu narcisele galbene. Dar ele sunt niste biete flori, nu au nicio putere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am urcat singura dealul la 11 noaptea. O sticla de bautura sparta. Miros de alcool. Acelasi vant de nestapanit pe aleea dintre turnuri. Aceeasi senzatie ca ma urmareste cineva si aceeasi liniste in apartament. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going slowly mad and I am very sad and alone. Whoever left me here, please take me home with you.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-8549888053439854093?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/8549888053439854093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=8549888053439854093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8549888053439854093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8549888053439854093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/04/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6674999752426083420</id><published>2010-03-29T02:30:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T02:51:32.405+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calatorii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><title type='text'>Past midnight stories</title><content type='html'>Again scriu noaptea pt ca sunt singura pe-aici. Am scapat de assignmenturi si teste, no more materie de predat pentru ca ... sunt in vacanta de o luna de primavara. Isn't that great? Ohh well... not when you see all your friends leaving one by one and you are the only one to stay here. Uhm ... maybe not the only one, but still. In a week my friend is coming. You know my friend ... the one I travelled through Europe with, which now seems like years ago. Yeah ... my friend will stay here for 11 days &amp;amp; we will then come back home together. And my other friend, who just left, will be back soon, so .... I guess it's not that bad. &lt;div&gt;I terribly miss him ... and I come to realise that I started calling home the place where he is at a certain point in time. If I'm here and he's there ... then there's home, but if we're both here, it is home. Uhm ... I certainly changed a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway ... enough of dreaming and crying (which I did a lot a couple of hours ago) ... time for studying! Yes ... the ultimate goal is to get a good mark in these exams which are approaching. The first one ... 17th of May, Accounting &amp;amp; Finance. Well ... if I study enough, it would probably go really easy. 19th of May Economics, which I tell you ... it's a nightmare !!! Who knows what am I gonna do?! 20th of May Management. Uhm ... 2 essays in 2 hours. These bunch of "smart" guys who invented this subject should blow their heads off. I think management is such a useless subject. I wouldn't make a career out of it. And moving on ... finally ... 22nd of May Quantitative. And again, it should be alright if I study enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's kinda it. No other interesting stuff happening around here. Peacefulness and quietness surrounding this campus. The sun was shining bright today (I mean yesterday), but the wind was blowing as usual. I can't wait for the day to come to pack my luggage (hey, wait a minute ... what luggage?) Hmm ... ok, no luggage... to not pack anything and go straight to the bus station &amp;amp; then Luton airport, shitty Blueair and eventually home to my sweet boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then back again, cause actually I like it here ... but only when he is walking beside me ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6674999752426083420?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6674999752426083420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6674999752426083420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6674999752426083420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6674999752426083420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/03/past-midnight-stories.html' title='Past midnight stories'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-4841277193123195918</id><published>2010-03-27T02:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-27T02:48:47.723Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><title type='text'>All is full of love ... all around you</title><content type='html'>It's 2:43 am and I'm sitting here all alone in my room with his jumper on.&lt;div&gt;I can sense the smell of his sweet skin on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh baby how did I come to love you so much and miss you so bad ...?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-4841277193123195918?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/4841277193123195918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=4841277193123195918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4841277193123195918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4841277193123195918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-is-full-of-love-all-around-you.html' title='All is full of love ... all around you'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6967970916532012249</id><published>2010-03-15T23:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:10:11.792Z</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>Si zambesc vadit amuzata acum si totul imi pare atat de departe...&lt;div&gt;Desi au trecut numai 5 luni jumate, nu sunt aceeasi. Parca dintr-o data m-am trezit si crescusem indeajuns de mult incat sa fiu singura aici. Si nu mai sunt ca in liceu... Dar sunt fericita si multumita de tot ce am si tot ce fac si in fiecare zi ma bucur ca am plecat. Nu as fi castigat nimic daca ramaneam. Venind aici am dobandit totul, tot ce vreodata mi-as fi putut dori. Si nimic din tara nu ar fi compensat ce am acum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desi in ultima vrea m-am distrat putin si am avut mult de invatat si de scris, nu am de ce sa ma plang sau ce sa reprosez sistemului astuia englezesc. Am trecut foarte bine de testul la finante, maine predau assignmentul la economie, in seara asta scriu ultimele randuri si fac ultimele retusuri. Am petrecut azi 5 ore la biblioteca, inconjurata de o gramada de carti de finante pentru ca mi-am inceput eseul. Am scris vreo 900 de cuvinte din 1500, ceea ce e perfect si stiu si cum sa il continui. In ritmul asta pana vineri reusesc sa il fac si pe cel de la management.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incepe sa fie mai cald aici. Abia astept sa vina vacanta de o luna de primavara si abia astept sa ma intorc fie si pt 10 zile acasa. 11 zile ... in 11 zile am vacanta. Imi place aici oricum ar fi... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6967970916532012249?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6967970916532012249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6967970916532012249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6967970916532012249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6967970916532012249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/03/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-1978600966058876509</id><published>2010-03-14T19:46:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:28:33.918Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>Fragmente dintr-o alta viata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;25 iunie 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plec la tzara; gata .. m-am saturat si de casa asta, si de orashu asta si de tot; nu mai vreau sa plang; vreau sa invatz linishtita la legislatzie si sa ma intorc sa dau promovarea; vreau sa uit ca ne-am certat; vreau sa uit k am tzipat si k am plans atat incat m-a durut capu; si acum imi simt buzele cum ma ustura... nu tze-am gresit cu nimic; nu m-am f* cu altu; asta e motiv de cearta si despartzire; nu kkturile pe care le faci tu; m-am saturat sa tot lupt cu tne si sa ma contrazic in zadar; e o lupta pierduta; eu am iesit de pe frontu asta; ma doare prea mult ca sa mai sper ca o sa fie candva bine; imi fac rau singura; nu stii sa apreciezi nimic; nu ma meritzi ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30 iunie 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unele lucruri se pierd pentru totdeauna...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nu, nu vreau sa te pierd... niciodata ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Si o sa vina vremea cand o sa fim iar impreuna. E vreme pentru toate , nu ? Dar cand ? Ne desparte decat vremea...si nimic mai mult. " , spuse ea cu voce tare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"In cautarea fericirii niciunul dintre noi nu e fericit." *Paulo Coelho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 iulie 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mda... chear k s-a lovit la cap; nush de unde atata iubire pt mine dintr-o data si atatea cuvinte frumoase si atatea declaratzii de dragoste; hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26 iulie 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*: zi tu...ai putea sa traiesti 1 luna cap coada inceptand de azi in kre sa fii PERFECTA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*: dati singura raspunsu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*: 1 luna in kre eu o sa incasez DOAR 2 greseli d la tn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*: tine minte bine...daka reusesti e ok, daka nu poti sa discuti cu cine vrei tu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*: gandestete bine la absolut orice faci...e pakat sa pierzi chiar tot dupa atata timp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*: ma rog ptr tine sa fie ultima cearta intre noi 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 iulie 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;au trecut 2 zile incheiate de cand am inceput porcaria asta cu luna de perfectiune; asta e a treia zi si am scapat deja ca prin minune de vreo 3 greseli; si e abia ora 16 32; pana maine dimineatza se mai pot intampla o tona de chestii; azi-noapte aproape k n-am dormit; nush .. am fost extrem de nelinishtita; luna asta de perfectziune aproape ca ma omoara; sunt din ce in ce mai stresata; de parca si-n somn ash putea face vreo prostie; nu stiu cum o sa rezist ... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A (9/15/2008 8:26:37 PM): stii ... as vrea sa intalnesc pe cineva care intr-adevar sa ma aprecieze asa cum sunt eu .. pt partea din mine care e buna .. poate ca fac si greseli .. nu sunt un om perfect .. dar .. chiar mi-as dori asta  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A (9/15/2008 8:29:16 PM): da... cred k m-am multumit in tot tmpu asta cu ce am avut deja si am zis k asa e bine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A (9/15/2008 8:35:09 PM): mai grav k .. nu am puterea sa schimb nimic in acest sens &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A (9/15/2008 8:35:23 PM): desi sunt constienta ... nu pot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C (9/15/2008 9:51:51 PM): mai bine ejti mizerabila cu cineva pentru o durata lunga de timp, decat sa cauti pe cnva cu care sa fi fericita?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 octombrie 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nu sunt fericita ... nu mai sunt fericita langa el ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de fapt ... gresit exprimat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunt departe de a fi fericita langa el &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13 noiembrie 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ca si copii eram minunati impreuna ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peste ani am devenit 2 lumi paralele &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19 octombrie 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;da... imi dau seama de multe chestii acum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in viitorul tau eu nu prea exist ... e clar ca drumul meu, cel putin dupa liceu ... drumurile noastre se vor desparti si nu e cale de intoarcere ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daca inainte aveam indoieli cu privire la decizie ... acum sunt sigura ... imi doresc sa plec de aici; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in bucurestiul mizer eu nu raman pt ca tu nu vei putea compensa nefericirea mea aici&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nu poti sa mai stai nicio clipa...&lt;br /&gt;Nu vrei sa mai faci risipa de viata...&lt;br /&gt;Crezi ca ti se risipeste langa mine si&lt;br /&gt;imi spui in fata&lt;br /&gt;cum o sa pleci si cum o sa fie bine&lt;br /&gt;Intrebarea e: pentru cine?... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Taxi - Ploaie pe mare) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;iti las tie si fericirea si visele mele &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;pt ca iubirea iarta nemarginit ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;fii tu fericit si iubit de vreo alta fata satena cu ochi caprui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;si cand te vei duce vara la mare si valurile iti vor atinge talpile ... inseamna ca sunt acolo si eu ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;17 decembrie 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;poate peste ani un baiat blond imi va aduce trandafiri ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trandafiri albi ... si va fi bun cu mine ... si n-o sa-i pese [...] ... si ma va face fericita ... mereu fericita ... am sa zambesc si am sa rad zilnic ... si voi uita de ce ai renuntat ... pt k esti slab ... esti un frustrat si un complexat; &lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;sper sa-ti gasesti o fata faina buna la tot ce vrei tu ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ma intreb care fata te-ar suporta si te-ar iubi cat te-am iubit eu ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as vrea s-o cunosc ... n-o sa am regrete, voi zambi si voi trece mai departe ... il voi astepta pe baiatul meu blond sa-mi aduca trandafiri albi ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;voi zambi si pt tine ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 decembrie 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pe 25 seara ... am fost trista ... &lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;am stat un timp langa bradul impodobit .. si deodata mi s-a facut un dor imens de ai mei, de sormea, de casa mea si de tot ce se poate numi acasa ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;m-am simtit acolo o straina ..singura si trista ...intr-o lume in care fiecare are stilul sau propriu de viata .... &lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;am incercat sa ajut, sa ma port frumos, sa fiu dragutza ... dar in momentele acelea m-am gandit k poate locul meu nu e acolo ... si apoi .. imi veneau in minte imagini de la Craciunurile din anii trecuti, cand toti eram fericiti .. stateam la o masa imbelsugata .. radeam .. vorbeam .. eram toti impreuna ... ascultam colinde .. lucruri care aici nu s-au intamplat .. si totusi era Craciunul si pt ei ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am fost trista ... am luat telefonul si am vrut sa o sun pe sormea .. dar ea avea telu inchis ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;l-am sunat pe tata si nu puteam sa vb cu el pt ca nu il auzeam .. nu aveam semnal bun ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;eram intr-o casa care nu era a mea, de Craciun, cu prietenul meu langa mine care se purta aiurea, fara semnal .... am aruncat cu perna pe jos si am zis ca vreau sa ma duca inapoi acasa... mda ...acasa ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29 decembrie 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;persista sentimentul asta in mine de ceva vreme; in adancul sufletului stiu ca voi pleca ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daca nu as vrea ... nu m-as mai interesa si nu as mai cauta raspunsuri ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"stiind ca acel zbor îmi va schimba viata pentru totdeauna si ca e un proces absolut ireversibil." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;da... asa va fi ... ireversibil ... voi pleca departe ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16 ianuarie 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de fapt, de ce ma intristez eu asa? cat de badaran poate sa fie!! buna sunt eu si incerc sa-l potolesc si ii spun sa nu ma mai jigneasca ... dar o spun doar pt mine caci vad k nu m-aude niciodata ... nici nu ma indoiesc acum de ce vreau atat de mult sa plec .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mie imi trebuie un baiat bun la suflet, cu bun-simt, cu respect ... asta km lipseste la domnu avocat ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-1978600966058876509?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/1978600966058876509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=1978600966058876509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1978600966058876509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1978600966058876509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/03/fragmente-dintr-o-alta-viata.html' title='Fragmente dintr-o alta viata'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5198312499623403682</id><published>2010-03-01T23:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:23:39.384Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>1 Martie</title><content type='html'>Martisor aici in Uk... Ce zi frumoasa si plina de soare !! It came as a gift. &lt;div&gt;Imi place primavara :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if it weren't for you here, it wouldn't have been so beautiful ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-20lGPA8A4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-20lGPA8A4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5198312499623403682?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5198312499623403682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5198312499623403682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5198312499623403682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5198312499623403682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-martie.html' title='1 Martie'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-2442922749933439777</id><published>2010-02-24T13:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-24T13:07:23.337Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>You make me feel - Mary J. Blige</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;And if I make you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;I don't need to do more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-2442922749933439777?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/2442922749933439777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=2442922749933439777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2442922749933439777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2442922749933439777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-make-me-feel-mary-j-blige.html' title='You make me feel - Mary J. 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font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Preluat de pe blogul &lt;a href="http://annegabita.blogspot.com/2010/01/leapsa.html"&gt;Annegabita&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Luati cartea cea mai la indemana, deschideti la pagina 18 si scrieti aici a 4a propozitie:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;"The security is structured as preferred stock for four years, at which time it is converted into common stock of the company."  &lt;i&gt;Essentials of Investments 7th Edition&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Fara sa verificati, cat e ora?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;23:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Verificati!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;22:51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Cum sunteti imbracat(a)?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Blugi gri, bluza cu floricele brodate, papuci albastrii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Inainte de a raspunde la acest chestionar, la ce va uitati?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Ce zgomot auziti in afara celui al calculatorului?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;My flatmates care asculta Student Traffic in bucatarie, rad si beau si se pregatesc de club &amp;amp; Aalyah- Miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Cand ati iesit ultima data si ce ati facut cu ocazia respectiva?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Am fost la lecture la Finance la 13 si de atunci nu am mai iesit pt ca era frig afara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Ce-ati visat ieri noapte?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Habar n-am. Eram prea obosita ca sa mai visez ceva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Cand ati ras ultima data?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Cand am vorbit la tel cu prietenul meu acum vreo 3 ore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Ce aveti pe peretii incaperii unde sunteti?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Un poster cu Turnul Eiffel luminat cu sclipici, un poster cu marea si luna deasupra, un alt poster cu o mare perfecta, o stanca in departare si o barca pe mal si o mica felicitare pe care am primit-o de Craciun de la pr. meu. Ahh ... si vreo 3 rafturi cu carti, parfumuri, bijuterii, scoici si trandafiri morti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Daca ati deveni multimilionar peste noapte, care ar fi primul lucru pe care l-ati cumpara?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;O masina cu volanul pe dreapta !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Care este ultimul film pe care l-ati vazut?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;A Bronx Tale. Acum vreo 2 saptamani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Ati vazut ceva neobisnuit astazi?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Pe colegul de apartament pe care il vad o data la 2 saptamani, desi aparent e tot timpul aici.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Ce parere aveti despre acest chestionar?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Mai e mult?! Ca vreau sa dorm :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Spuneti-ne ceva ce nu stim inca.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Mi-am gasit casuta unde sa stau anul viitor !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Care ar fi prenumele copilului dvs. daca ar fi vorba de o fetita?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Nu m-am gandit inca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Si daca ar fi vorba de un baiat?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Andrei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;V-ati gandit deja sa locuiti in strainatate?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Studiez in strainatate deja. De locuit ... da, m-am gandit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Ce ati dori ca Dumnezeu sa va spuna cand intrati pe portile Raiului?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;We have cookies. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Daca ati putea schimba ceva in lume (in afara de politica), ce ati schimba?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Sa nu mai existe oameni prosti, rai si saraci. (adjectivele pot fi considerate independent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Va place sa dansati?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Foarte mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;George Bush?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Ce-i cu el?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Ce ati vazut la televizor ultima data?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Fragmente dintr-un film prost cu Adam Sandler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: red; "&gt;Care sunt cele 4 persoane care ar trebui sa preia acest chestionar?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://copilaberant.wordpress.com/"&gt;Miruna&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://andreih.wordpress.com/"&gt;Heavy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://barbiduci.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ted&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="http://uita-ma-pe-blog.blogspot.com/?zx=2e6cb11fc90be765"&gt;Ioana&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6016361794212846803?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6016361794212846803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6016361794212846803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6016361794212846803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6016361794212846803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/02/chestionar.html' title='Chestionar'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3620634085209386721</id><published>2010-02-18T18:10:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:16:27.965Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ploua la nesfarsit... &lt;div&gt;Niciodata nu mi-am imaginat ca Anglia e atat de trista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so am I ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;When I close my eyes, I see your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;As I walk in the pouring rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I call your name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3620634085209386721?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3620634085209386721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3620634085209386721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3620634085209386721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3620634085209386721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/02/ploua-la-nesfarsit.html' title=''/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5494309047340553992</id><published>2010-02-17T13:26:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-17T13:32:37.626Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inceput'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>Well ... after all that's been said and done, I know I can't go on like this. The past is a story now &amp;amp; that's how it should &amp;amp; will remain. I just wanna stick to the present and dream about the future. It is now or never. Because ...&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't wanna lose you...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5494309047340553992?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5494309047340553992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5494309047340553992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5494309047340553992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5494309047340553992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/02/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6493570294355439818</id><published>2010-02-15T00:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:39:41.563Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>Too quiet</title><content type='html'>It's times like these when I just stare at your name ... wanna write sth, but words just escape my mind and I don't think I've got the proper ones either. And I just become sad ... cause it's nothing we can talk about, it's late both for you and for me. And I just sigh and go on with my life for a while. There ... somewhere, a little piece of me hurts. But I know things wouldn't have been different. I just didn't feel that sparkle anymore. It's just when I am away that I wish ... I wish ... but it's in vain. It's a mix of feelings that keep spinning in my heart. I'm missing that image of you. The perfect one, the one that never existed. I created it. And when I finally got what I always wanted, when I finally love what I have and don't want more, I just try to copy that into you. Cause that is what I wished, but I couldn't do anything about it. I still don't understand how it got to be like that. Your reasons for behaving the way you used to. And I just keep turning back to it and thinking it all over in my head.&lt;div&gt;I am happy now. I truly am. It's what I always needed. I didn't ask for more. But it's not you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6493570294355439818?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6493570294355439818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6493570294355439818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6493570294355439818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6493570294355439818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-quiet.html' title='Too quiet'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3981704472079185046</id><published>2010-02-11T21:59:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:56:11.707Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Did I tell you lately that I love you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nu am mai scris de ceva timp, so ... cred ca e momentul sa updatez lucrurile, caci s-au intamplat multe pe aici. Pe 21 am dat testul la economie. Pfah ... varza !! Am luat 60 si culmea ... sunt multumita! La eseul de la management am luat 62, iar la accounting 60. Damn it! Asta chiar m-a enervat! In fine ... sa vedem in continuare. Am un test la finance pe 8 martie si eseul celalalt la management pana pe 19 martie. In rest ... habar n-am.&lt;div&gt;De cand am venit inapoi aici am fost la 3d headphone disco (muzica nasoala, in concluzie m-am cam plictisit) si la Unite in Level 2 unde a fost Asian Society cu Romanian Society si unde am dansat foarte mult si as fi putut continua pana dimineata. Mi-a placut, au fost si cateva melodii romanesti (desigur ca in engleza) si o gramada de muzica indiana??? turceasca?? naiba sa-i ia! suna a manele :)) In seara asta iar aveam chef de club, dar too bad n-am cu cine si nu cred ca e muzica buna. Sambata seara e petrecerea de Valentine's si as vrea sa merg. Nu pentru eveniment, ca nu dau 2 bani pe el. Pentru muzica si atmosfera, of course!!&lt;br /&gt;Sambata ma duc la Oxford !!! Am fost in Manchester! Nu mi s-a parut extraordinar, dar ne-am distrat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am inceput voluntariatul la St Andrew's Junior School in Greenstead. E dragut. Copiii au 9-10 ani si eu trebuie sa ii invat mate through games. They have to roll the dices and add or substract or multiply. Sunt simpatici. De 2 saptamani ma duc. Data trecuta Taylor a lipsit. Si chiar imi era dor de el. E un baietel foarte dragut. Nu prea stie el mate si prima oara s-a suparat foarte tare si nu a mai vrut sa vorbeasca cu mine sau sa se joace si mi-au trebuit 10 minute sa il conving, de imi venea si mie sa incep sa plang langa el. Ultima oara a mers mai bine, thk God!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-am depus aplicatia pt RSN (Residents' Support Assistant) si ... m-au chemat la interviu, which I took this morning. A fost ok dupa parerea mea. Chiar sper sa ma accepte si sa primesc loc in campus de la anu'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Labu' la statistica e interesant, la lecture deocamdata e usor. La finance la lecture e putin cam plictisitor ca profa are cate 50 de slide-uri si un accent italian ingrozitor. La management lecture-ul e inutil pentru ca proful cel nou spune 5 cuvinte pe minut si e cam gay (dupa parerea noastra). La economie ... hmm ... desi lecture-ul e luni la 10 dimineata, e fain. Profu' pare sa fie super-destept si nu stiu cum reuseste de fiecare data sa ne capteze atentia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-am luat bilete de avion! Nenorocitii astia au schimbat aeroportul! Acum nu mai aterizeaza la Stanstead, ci la Luton care e la mama dracu' si e cel mai nashpa aeroport. In schimb ... am platit in total 42 de euro dus-intors cu tot cu taxe (fara bagaje, inca nu m-am decis daca am nevoie :)) )in perioada 15-25 aprilie. Deci ... pentru vreo 9 zile voi fi si eu acasa. Si cu putin noroc ... intre 4 si 15 aprilie o sa vina Ira la mine, so I won't be alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm ... flat-ul nostru are de platit 2 amenzi pentru 2 fire-alarm-uri declansate de la noi. That's a pity pt ca prima a fost din greseala si nu cred ca e corect ca persoana respectiva sa plateasca, iar a doua nu se stie cine a facut-o. Anyway.... n-am de gand sa platesc nimic! Sper sa se rezolve prostia asta repede!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh ... o chestie funny! Intr-o seara ma intorceam de la Tesco cu o gramada de sacose, cobor din autobuz si trebuia sa urc dealu' de la uni. Desigur ca abia ma miscam cu toate cumparaturile si m-a ajutat un indian (cred!!) sa le car pana la lift. Foarte frumos. Ieri, dupa ce am fost la copii, am trecut pe la Tesco iar ca nu mai aveam mancare, cobor din autobuz la uni, incep sa urc dealu' (de data asta aveam doar 3 sacose) si ma striga cineva! Ma intorc si ... lol, unu' incepe sa vorbeasca cu mine! Imi era cunoscuta fata, dar nu stiam sigur daca asta era tipu care ma ajutase cu sacosele prima oara. Aproape de turnu' meu, ne despartim ca el avea nu stiu ce lab. Ma intreaba cum ma cheama ca se pare ca uitase (no wonder!). Ii zic si incerc sa imi amintesc numele lui. Stiam ca incepe cu Ka... dar restul ... naiba mai stia. Azi... surprinzator, cine imi da add pe facebook?!! Tipu asta indian sau ce o fi el! Ahh ... aseara mi-a zis ca a fost si el la Unite, dar ca nu m-a vazut! Nu-i de mirare pentru ca eu am stat cu romanii! Si ghici cine imi scrie acum pe chatu' de pe facebook?! Mda... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe 18 si 19 februarie am recuperari 2 lectures! Ce nasol, plus ca Radu o sa fie in tara, so .... cred ca o sa ma duc singura :( Well ... see who we can find!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny weather here! La 1 jumate miercuri era soare si senin, dar frig si o ora mai tarziu a inceput sa ninga si sa viscoleasca. Si acum mai e zapada pe jos! That's a nice view!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time ... wish me luck!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3981704472079185046?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3981704472079185046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3981704472079185046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3981704472079185046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3981704472079185046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/02/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-7776828028229548077</id><published>2010-02-04T21:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:24:01.947Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now your pictures that you left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Are just memories of a different life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some that made us laugh, some made us cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One that made you have to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Touch your lips and hold you near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When you say your prayers understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've made mistakes, I'm just a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When he holds you close, he pulls you near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When he says the words you've been needin' to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wish I was him with these words of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To say to you till the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That I will love you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-7776828028229548077?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/7776828028229548077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=7776828028229548077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7776828028229548077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Bk to uni, bk to havin' fun, bk to Escobar's, bk to the same kitchen, bk to shopping at Tesco, bk to my tiny bed &amp;amp; my dark room. But this time, everything seems more ... settled. I know what to do. It's no longer so chaotic. And I like it so much here. It's peaceful &amp;amp; nice &amp;amp; cosy. I even started eating healthier &amp;amp; no more eating out &amp;amp; spending money unwisely.&lt;div&gt;I got some of the results. I've got 83 in the management test, 91 in the maths test, 87 in the economics assignment. What is unbelievable is that I got the highest mark in economics &amp;amp; I am the only one. But ... I've got the test tomorrow &amp;amp; I don't wanna dissapoint anyone, but I know that I don't know everything I am supposed to. But after the test is finished, I'll be free. I would only have to worry about writing my CV and applying for jobs.&lt;br /&gt;Next week I'll start the training for the project I want to volunteer for. It's about teaching maths to children in schools. I thought it would be nice &amp;amp; it's good because I'll get to change the environment a little bit, because it can be quite boring to just stay in campus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even thought about joining the cheerleading club. I sent them an email &amp;amp; perhaps I could also do that. It would be fun &amp;amp; entertaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So .... bk to uni life &amp;amp; I am really happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-8412273392417967328?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/8412273392417967328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=8412273392417967328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8412273392417967328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8412273392417967328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/01/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-4128714657981607829</id><published>2010-01-17T21:47:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:10:18.314Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calatorii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><title type='text'>Neither here, nor there</title><content type='html'>Tommorow i'm leaving. Again ... &lt;div&gt;I feel like my life is split in two... two worlds. And i don't know which one i like more. I'm sad now. I thought i was happy to go back to uni, but ... here's my home. However beautiful &amp;amp; nice uni might be. I am happy there, too. I bet tommorow night i'll be over it. But the day after tommorow will be fucked up again. Talking over the microphone &amp;amp; webcam. It's shitty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe a whole month has passed. It's like 5 seconds to me. Seems like yesterday i came home &amp;amp; now i'm leaving. I'm fuckin' sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, i have fun at uni ... it's like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: &amp;amp; what is our piece of drug?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R: hmm ... your room, your bed, me and you on the same chair looking at the laptop, doing online tests, going out of your room, meeting rodica, razvan, having a laugh, go to happy days, maybe once in a while go into town, have a long discussion and a long walk through town, going at my place, making out, watching a movie, staying in your kitchen, having our regular shower, hearing razvan singing in the shower &amp;amp; all of these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, i don't know... i think i'll always be sad when it comes to leaving home, no matter the life i've got there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-4128714657981607829?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/4128714657981607829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=4128714657981607829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4128714657981607829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4128714657981607829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/01/neither-here-nor-there.html' title='Neither here, nor there'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-8535190888074672194</id><published>2010-01-11T15:06:00.011Z</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:55:07.770Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inceput'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>Our story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love has never felt as good...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want to tell you how it all started... cause it was magical &amp;amp; i will always remember it, as i do with my first kiss. We used to talk over the internet for a while before we met on Sunday and i liked him from the start. I just couldn't wait for him to start a conversation and if he didn't, i was the one to type him sth &amp;amp; then we could just go on talking about so many things. He was different. I could just feel it. Because we weren't talkin only about courses and airplane flights, we were talking about us, things we have done in the past, things we liked and then was the time when i discovered that we had a lot in common. I told all my friends about him &amp;amp; that i just couldn't wait to meet him. And it happened. That night, when we have just arrived at uni, after seeing my room, my new home and hardly settling in, we went to the club as it was a free party. We were dancing together, the small group of Romanian ppl &amp;amp; my new flatmates. I was so happy to be there &amp;amp; have fun &amp;amp; dance like crazy, as never before &amp;amp; forget about my past life. There was another one ahead of me that had just started and it seemed promising &amp;amp; i loved it. Then, someone just touched my shoulder i think, turned me around and told me sth, but i didn't understand a word he was saying. Yeah, it was a boy. I stepped backwards just to take a better look at him and what a surprise... i was so happy to recognise him that i jumped into his arms. Although i was pleased to meet his other two friends, i just couldn't take my eyes off him, even after i introduced them to the whole group of ppl i was with and we started dancing again. I was only thinking about him, lookin at him &amp;amp; analysing every single move. At a point i was dancing quite close with another guy and his hands were all over me. I usually wouldn't have minded, if the guy really knew how to bust a move, but this time it wasn't just about me havin a little bit of fun. Now i had the guy i was talking about from the beginning on my mind and i was wondering what would he think of me acting in this way. I don't remember much about what happened later that night, but one thing i definitely do remember. We went out, the four of us to get some fresh air, we talked a bit to get to know each other and i don't know how i ended up just with him, searching for the way back to the club. We eventually went to another place that was in the same building, but on a different floor. He bought me a Vdk blue. I told him that i don't drink vodka, but he said this one is really good &amp;amp; it was indeed. Then we moved to Level 2, the other club. There weren't many ppl in there, so we got the chance to sit on the sofa &amp;amp; talk for... 2 hours?! God, i didn't even realize how fast time passes. He was telling me about how lovely his new house is &amp;amp; to be sincere, i thought he was just showing off. By the way, I had a boyfriend back home and i was trying to keep that in mind &amp;amp; feel different from all the others who were in search for someone for whatever purpose. I knew that i had gone through much more than they had, so nothing could have impressed me now. And yeah, i realized that this boy had sth in mind about me, the way he was talkin, lookin at me, the way he placed his arm on the sofa, as if wanting to wrap me by my shoulder, but no... these kind of silly things just wouldn't work for me. He should have known better. But still, i thought he was a nice guy, after all, why was i looking at him all the time before? Yeah, i could say i was a little bit dissapointed.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Maybe i was just expecting him to behave in a different way. And even if i liked him, i didn't want to push things further. And i wasn't even sure what was he thinkin about. So, that's pretty much what happened in the first day &amp;amp; night of my comin to uni. (Uhh, i forgot sth important! That night, at about 5 a.m i was in one of my friend's room, when i received a message from him, telling me that he really enjoyed that day &amp;amp; that we will see each other in the morning. I spent almost half an hour trying to think of a nice message to send back to him. Then i knew sth was about to go on between the two of us, although i was denying it.)  &lt;div&gt;The next few days, i met the three of them and we walked around the campus, went into town, ate there. I was just discovering this new place &amp;amp; i was really enthusiastic. I loved the surroundings. One thing i noticed was that, everytime i was with them, i sat opposite to him at the table. I couldn't help looking at him, so i guess it was obvious. And another thing that caught my eye and i thought was really funny: while i was looking elsewhere, he was looking at me too. It was a nice eyesight-game. I was really enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;Then one night, we had a party in another flat, which involved a lot of alcohol and mixed drinks. At a point i realized that i had enough, as i was going dizzy. I kept looking at him drinking and having fun. As ppl refused to drink some more, they got other things to do, such as kissing each other. I was getting sick of all these things, especially when i saw that he was actually doing them. At a point i was kinda bored, searching for some music in the laptop when he came beside me and asked me if i wanted to go out with him to get some fresh air, as we were both kinda dizzy. As soon as we got downstairs, we walked a bit down the alley &amp;amp; we climbed the wall to get to the park. Of course i injured myself, though i couldn't feel anything because of the alcohol in my veins. I only realized what happened the next day, but this doesn't really matter. What matters was that i was swirling like crazy, laughing and saying how beautiful everything was there, when he just stopped me, drew me nearer to him and hugged me. And that moment i felt so relieved, as if i was waiting for it for a long time. I suddenly felt so much calmness inside my heart &amp;amp; i knew i wanted nothing else apart from standing like this in his arms. It must have passed quite some time, cause neither of us wanted to let go of that embrace. But then, i suddenly realized what i was doing &amp;amp; i felt it wasn't the right thing to do because i made a promise back home to my boyfriend. And i told him that, if i was to get into a new relationship, i needed to know that person very well before, cause i didn't want to make the same mistakes over again. I started to think rationally. I told him a lot of things about my relationship back home. He actually did not know that i had a boyfriend, but he only wanted to be with me. I knew he wanted to kiss me &amp;amp; it was not that i didn't want it too, i just imagined a romantic scene. As i was heading for the lake, i was also trying to come to terms with my own conscience. I wasn't even sure i wanted to kiss him. What if i didn't like it? It happened to me some time ago. Ohh, me &amp;amp; my complex thinking! In the meantime, we got to the lake &amp;amp; we were near a thick tree that was right by the lake. I haven't seen that tree ever since that night. But that's another story! Yeah... and he kissed me. Actually we got closer &amp;amp; closer until our lips touched and we melted in a soft, tenderly kiss that soon became very passionate. And i loved it. I simply loved it. I was dizzy &amp;amp; amazed. He told me that we could just be together for a while, get to know each other better &amp;amp; if this doesn't work, then we could just be friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it worked... and it works very well. It's been three months now. I sometimes remember the whole story and i am wondering whether it all happened too fast. I would have liked to go on for a while with that eyesight-game i was talking about at the beginning. But it's not bad either. It was wonderful how things went on between the two of us. Now i can't imagine being without him. He became a part of my life &amp;amp; he is the person i spend most of the time with at uni. We do everything together. I am truly happy.       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ulxUG8w2VU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ulxUG8w2VU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-8535190888074672194?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/8535190888074672194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=8535190888074672194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8535190888074672194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8535190888074672194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-story.html' title='Our story'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6771960820315436940</id><published>2010-01-03T12:34:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-04-02T23:55:37.400+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Vacanta</title><content type='html'>Pe 24 decembrie am fost in Bucuresti. Singura cu trenul. De mult nu mai calatorisem cu trenul in Ro si chiar mi s-a parut in dimineata aceea, cel mai frumos drum. Era zapada pe campuri desi soarele stralucea, iar eu ma simteam fericita pentru simplul motiv ca sunt acasa, in tara mea. And that could give a feeling of safetyness. Cand am coborat, l-am cautat cu privirile &amp;amp; there he was waiting for me. Era atat de frumusel ...&lt;div&gt;Ne-am plimbat prin tot Bucurestiul cu masina si chiar imi place stilul lui de a conduce. Am fost mai intai la mall la Cotroceni, apoi in Herastrau la Hard Rock Cafe, unde mi-a placut super mult si seara, cand era orasul frumos luminat, am fost in Cismigiu. Traseul chiar nu prea conteaza, nici ce am facut. Ceea ce intr-adevar imi amintesc e sentimentul pe care l-am avut stand in dreapta in masina, cand il priveam si ma simteam atat de fericita, cum zambea cand se intorcea la mine si ma lua de mana. Era un sentiment perfect. Stiam ca il iubesc si nu as fi schimbat absolut nimic, iar seara, cand am plecat, nu am fost trista. Pentru prima oara eram cu adevarat fericita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe 25 decembrie am petrecut Craciunul in Fagaras, la Sambata, ca de obicei. A fost dragut ca am mai stat cu familia mea. I had a really good time, although i was missing my boy. We talked over the phone for hours before going to sleep. Guess this means love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe 29 decembrie am plecat la Busteni. Acolo urma sa petrecem revelionul. [...] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-postare nefinalizata-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6771960820315436940?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6771960820315436940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6771960820315436940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6771960820315436940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6771960820315436940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacanta.html' title='Vacanta'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6796475677762167720</id><published>2009-12-28T22:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:33:32.432Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>Pure love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;An' the deeper the love&lt;br /&gt;The stronger the emotion,&lt;br /&gt;An' the stronger the love&lt;br /&gt;The deeper the devotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(59, 68, 76);   font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Tipicus/deb7d46971fd20.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Tipicus/deb7d46971fd20.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whitesnake - The Deeper The Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6796475677762167720?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6796475677762167720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6796475677762167720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6796475677762167720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6796475677762167720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/pure-love.html' title='Pure love'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3312713345940502499</id><published>2009-12-23T16:22:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:21:51.433Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;One night to be confused&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;One night to speed up truth &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;  The wonder of the world is gone I know for sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We had a promise made, &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;                                 &lt;/span&gt;           All the wonder that I want I found in her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We were in love...&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;                                             &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;One night of magic rush&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The start- a simple touch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sharing different heartbeats in one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3312713345940502499?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3312713345940502499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3312713345940502499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3312713345940502499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3312713345940502499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-night-to-be-confused-one-night-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3408486410671015850</id><published>2009-12-20T19:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:29:05.060Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zapada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calatorii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><title type='text'>The last day of autumn term &amp; the long way back home</title><content type='html'>In ultima zi, pe 17 decembrie a nins ... Atat de mult, cu fulgi atat de mari cum n-a mai vazut Anglia de multi ani. Iar eu m-am bucurat enorm. Era ca in povesti!! Seara tarziu am plecat din flat spre Greenstead. Urma sa ne decidem asupra orei la care sa luam autobuzul spre Stanstead si am inceput sa ne alarmam in momentul in care am constatat ca nici un taxi nu mai mergea, iar pe net scria ca au inchis autostrada din cauza zapezii. Wtf? Asa ca ce ne-am gandit noi ... sa mergem pe jos cu toate bagajele la 3 dimineata, pana la Colchester North Station. Dupa primii 100 de metri ne-am dat batuti. There was no way we could walk all the way to the railway station. So ... baietii s-au dus sa ceara ajutorul vecinilor si din fericire, indianul de langa (am aflat mai apoi ca era arab) s-a indurat sa ne duca cu masina lui pana la gara. De precizat ca a iesit si a condus in slapi. Si ne-a spus ca e o traditie la ei sa isi ajute vecinii care au probleme, dar ca l-am fi putut anunta si noi mai devreme totusi. :))) Cand am ajuns la gara ni s-a spus ca trenurile nu circula. Era unul oprit de mai bine de 4 ore. Mai mult decat atat, altcineva ne-a spus ca si aeroportul este inchis. Ei ... cumva tot trebuia sa ajungem noi. Asa ca am asteptat pana la 4 45, cand a sosit trenul spre Londra Liverpool Street Station, iar de acolo am luat Stansted Express pana la aeroport. Si vreau sa spun ca este foarte mare. Ce avem noi, e un nimic. Frumos, curat si foarte placut. Am reusit sa trecem de check-in dupa oarecare probleme cu greutatea bagajelor. Avionul nostru avea 2 ore intarziere, asta pentru ca plecase tarziu din Ro. Intr-un final fericit, dupa multe ore si multa plictiseala (avionul era plin de romani de toate felurile, de incepuse sa mi se faca scarba), am aterizat si noi pe Baneasa. La bagaje iar ditamai coada, mai ales ca in acelasi timp venise si un avion din Spania. Ce sa spun ... mai mare porcarie nici ca am vazut. Ti-e si rusine sa te intorci acasa. Dar la iesire l-am vazut pe varul meu si am fost fericita. Drumul spre casa a fost placut, iar revederea orasului, a casutei si a familiei mele ... emotionanta. &lt;div&gt;Ar fi fost urat sa raman acolo. Daca nu ar fi plecat toti prietenii mei, poate nu era chiar atat de nasol, dar altfel ... nu .. ma bucur ca m-am intors. Plus ca voiam sa fac atatea lucruri in tara!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels good to be back home!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3408486410671015850?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3408486410671015850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3408486410671015850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3408486410671015850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3408486410671015850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-autumn-term-long-way-back.html' title='The last day of autumn term &amp; the long way back home'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-7296252456979988853</id><published>2009-12-17T01:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-17T01:06:36.933Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zapada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><title type='text'>The first snowflakes</title><content type='html'>A nins de dimineata!! Bine ... a fulguit !! Voiam sa luam micul dejun (eu, Radu si Dan) si ne era prea lene sa ne pregatim ceva, asa ca am mers in square 3 la Food on 3. Si pe cand incercam sa ne hotaram ce sa luam, m-am uitat afara si am strigat "Niiiinge!!!!" si femeia aia de la casa a zambit si a spus si ea "Yeah, it's snowing!". Probabil ca si-a dat seama dupa fata mea entuziasmata la ce ma refeream. Erau fulgi mari, albi. Cu mult inainte ca noi sa terminam de mancat oricum, aproape se oprise, sau in orice caz fulgii erau aproape insesizabili. Doar amagire....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-7296252456979988853?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/7296252456979988853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=7296252456979988853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7296252456979988853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7296252456979988853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-snowflakes.html' title='The first snowflakes'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-2874397271824207343</id><published>2009-12-16T02:59:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-12-16T03:20:59.511Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>It's you again i'm thinking of</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart,&lt;br /&gt;but if I stay here just a little bit longer,&lt;br /&gt;if I stay here, won't you listen to my heart...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Azi am primit o melodie &amp;amp; i got really sad afterwards. Cause' it reminded me of ... people, actually one single person, things....  i imagined and it kinda hurt. Pentru ca imi dau seama si imi pare rau. Sincer. I really want to ask for forgiveness but ... you had to let me free. I needed to find happiness, my kind of happiness. And it was so little to give ... i can't believe you were so selfish. But one's got to learn from the past, so ... i don't regret anything. I think you gave me as much as you could. Cause' in the end ... this is you. Hope you find someone suitable. Cause' i couldn't handle it anymore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(59, 68, 76);   white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Simonici7/6507e18f2c4058.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Simonici7/6507e18f2c4058.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rod Stewart - I don`t want to talk about it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-2874397271824207343?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/2874397271824207343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=2874397271824207343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2874397271824207343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2874397271824207343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-you-again-im-thinking-of.html' title='It&apos;s you again i&apos;m thinking of'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6328223106474143037</id><published>2009-12-16T02:23:00.007Z</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:36:34.949Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><title type='text'>Dinner &amp; fun with flatmates</title><content type='html'>Azi am fost la un restaurant in oras... maybe putin mai departe de oras. Albert Beefeater. Dragut. Frumos decorat de Craciun. Cosy. Comfortable. Mancarea foarte buna. La 12 lire am mancat 3 feluri. Starter: Prawn Cocktail (creveti cu sos si salata intr-un bowl de sticla cu picior si cateva feliute de paine si unt si lamaie). Main: Salmon Fillet (cu cartofi noi si salata - ciudat ca salata au adus-o intr-un bowl pus in farfurie langa mancare, which was really weird si incomfortabil la mancat, but anyway, super bun). Si dessert: Belgian Chocolate Cheesecake (extraordinar de buna!!) si suc natural de portocale care nu a fost atat de scump pe cat ma asteptam (aproape 2 lire). Am sarbatorit cu colegii de flat (at least o parte din ei). Am fost 10 oameni si am mers cu taxiul. A van. Ne-am impartit intr-un van si o masina normala. Super dragut. Avea geamuri fumurii si pe interior luminite ... Christmas like. Nice.&lt;div&gt;Dupa ce ne-am intors in flat am jucat "Never have I ever". Trebuia sa zici ceva si daca era adevarat, toate persoanele care au facut lucrul respectiv erau nevoite sa bea. Si fiecare zicea pe rand. Funny. Plus ca afli lucruri interesante. Eu cel putin mi-am dat seama cate lucruri am facut, which maybe i shouldn't be so proud about. Second thing. Most of them i've done in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh ... what a past i had!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6328223106474143037?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6328223106474143037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6328223106474143037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6328223106474143037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6328223106474143037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/dinner-fun-with-flatmates.html' title='Dinner &amp; fun with flatmates'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-167362107666042844</id><published>2009-12-15T23:38:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-16T02:19:03.739Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calatorii'/><title type='text'>London</title><content type='html'>Sambata am fost la Londra!! A fost frumos intr-adevar. Am luat la 10 a.m un tren - personalul lor, cum ar veni si pentru abonamentul pe toata ziua am platit 13 lire (asta include tren dus-intors, metrou si autobuz, ori de cate ori voiai sa calatoresti). Nu pot sa zic ca mi-a placut Londra la nebunie. Dar nici nu mi-a displacut. Este impresionanta. Acesta este cuvantul potrivit. Efectiv ramai cu gura cascata cand vezi toate cladirile acelea imense, diversitatea, originalitatea, arhitectura. Iti impune respect. Dar e .... gri. Nu stiu, apart from Tower Bridge si podul ala de langa London Eye. Tamisa parca ii da culoare. Si cerul senin. Dar cerul se acopera imediat de nori negri coming from nowhere. And then it rains. It's such a sad city. Nu se compara cu Parisul. Parisul are aerul acela romantic. Te face sa te indragostesti imediat de el si sa ramai asa forever. De Londra nu te poti indragosti. Pentru ca Londra te face sa te simti mic. &lt;div&gt;I'll always be in love with Paris!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am fost si pe Regent si Oxford Street unde sunt toate magazinele si toate firmele mari. Nu mi-a placut sincer. Extrem de aglomerat. Nu am mai vazut asa ceva in viata mea. Si preturile ... no way. Nu e pentru noi. M-am plictisit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luminitele ... da, era decorat de Craciun, dar parca ... nu stiu. Ceva ce mi-a placut enorm: am fost pe o straduta ingusta pe langa strazile astea, care era luminata multicolor superb. Asta mi-a placut foarte mult. Dar strazile astea principale.... parca nu. Le lipsea ceva. Erau aceleasi decoratii (o umbrela si un cadou cu funda cu luminite albastre si putin galben) repetate pe kilometri intregi. Urat. Obositor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am fost in St James's Park. Parcul de langa Buckingham. Am alergat dupa veverite si am vazut ciresi infloriti. In decembrie!!! La aproape 0 grade! Cum D-zeu nu stiu. Englezii astia au o vreme si o vegetatie ciudata rau de tot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sa mai merg in Londra. Vreau sa vad Hyde Park si sa vizitez muzeele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fost frumos ca am avut pe cineva care sa ma tina de mana and not just somebody, that special somebody!! Who maybe really deserves to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh... London!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-167362107666042844?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/167362107666042844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=167362107666042844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/167362107666042844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/167362107666042844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/london.html' title='London'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-4296192106501180811</id><published>2009-12-11T01:23:00.017Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T02:28:05.019Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>School &amp; love</title><content type='html'>In sfarsit am terminat cu assignmentu' la management!! Dupa atata timp!! L-am uploadat pe OCS, l-am 'watermarked' si maine il predau, scos frumos la imprimanta. Lecturer-ul asta e cam idiot!! Adica, se asteapta la un eseu excelent, cu 10 references care sa incapa toate in o mie de cuvinte!! Apoi ... nu vrea cam multe de la viata mea?!! Am scris si eu pe cat m-am priceput, am depasit, am mai taiat, tot am depasit putin. Am 6 references si chiar daca as mai vrea sa bag ceva, nu mai am unde!! &lt;div&gt;Bine ca din term-ul urmator o sa vina alt lecturer. Scotian! Mai bine de atat nici ca se putea! Sunt curioasa ce o fi si de capul astuia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tot din term-ul urmator vom avea alt lecturer la economie. De Katharine chiar o sa-mi fie dor. Pentru ca, desi preda enorm de mult, stia sa explice foarte bine si putea sa stapaneasca o sala intreaga de studenti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa vedem daca la accounting ramane gogosica de Magda. E simpatica foc. Repeta de 5 ori acelasi lucru ca sa fie sigura ca am inteles/auzit. Chiar ca nu vreau sa vina uratu' ala de Stuart de la care nu inteleg nici macar ce vorbeste!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La statistica e clar. Cu Khaled inainte!! Si sper sa iasa ceva din asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mai am testul grila pe 17 la management. Ooof! Si apoi vacanta. Ca doar mult ne-am stresat cu scoala!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sambata ma duc la Londra!! :X Asa... plimbarea dinainte de Craciun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mai e putin ;)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..................................................................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Tahoma, 'Sans Serif', Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Te-aş picta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;galben&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, ca o floare de mai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Tahoma, 'Sans Serif', Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ar fi trecătoare, dar tu ai să stai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Tahoma, 'Sans Serif', Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Te-aş face flori de câmp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Tahoma, 'Sans Serif', Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Să fii şi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;verde&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; şi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;albă&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Tahoma, 'Sans Serif', Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ai fi şi fluturi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;mov&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Tahoma, 'Sans Serif', Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;S-arăt cât mi-eşti de dragă&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Urmele pasilor nostri pe stradutele vechi ale oraselului nu se vor sterge. Si zidurile stiu cata iubire curata ne-am impartasit. Camaruta mea va ramane impregnata cu mirosul pielii tale. In semi-intuneric s-au spus atatea soapte. Razele soarelui ne-au mangaiat obrajii pe cand iti zambeam fericita. Si cand ma uitam nedumerita si speriata in ochii tai aflam mereu raspunsul. Si daca ma strangeai in brate ma linisteam indata. Days like this should last &amp;amp; last &amp;amp; last .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-4296192106501180811?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/4296192106501180811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=4296192106501180811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4296192106501180811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4296192106501180811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/school-love.html' title='School &amp; love'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6559804063132884911</id><published>2009-12-10T02:54:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-12-10T04:24:34.654Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><title type='text'>"She smiled in a big way..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She looked deep into you as you lay together ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" font-style: normal;  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MW1xyMBIdGA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MW1xyMBIdGA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sfantul Niculae a venit si la mine, sa stiti!! Pe 5 am colindat prin magazine dupa cadouri si seara am sarbatorit cu sampanie. M-am bucurat enorm cand dimineata am gasit un pachetel si pentru mine. These people are really nice!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wandering through the town ... 10 km pe jos, urcat si coborat colinele oraselului.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Restaurant spaniol. Ieftin. Mancare putina, dar super buna. Berbecut in sos de vin si brandy. Minunat. Creveti. Paella. Sangria. Decor dragut. Semi-intuneric. Two lovers... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am dat testul la mate. Se putea eu sa nu gresesc ceva?! I did. But anyway ... cred ca o sa iau o nota destul de buna!!! Si sa speram ca recuperez la statistica!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De cateva zile ma muncesc la nenorocitul de eseu la management!! Aproape ca am terminat! Mai am de scris references corect si concluzia. Si sa mai scot din el pentru ca am depasit 1 100 de cuvinte?!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dupa ceva vreme am reusit sa imi duc toate hainele la laundry!! Acum ma asteapta un maldar de bluze si blugi de calcat!! Ce fericire!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss proper food, home food. V-am zis ca am mancat sarmale intr-un final? Si branza romaneasca. Aduse din Romania, of course! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-am saturat de mancarea semi-preparata de aici si mi-e prea lene sa gatesc eu. Iar in campus sau in oras e destul de scump. Hmm ... mi-am amintit ca am un flapjack cu iaurt in geaca! Pastram pentru maine ca acum e tarziu pentru orice, pana si pentru mancat! Am mancat friptura de vita azi. Si ieri am mancat spaghete cu pui si sos si cheese. E bine sa iti gateasca altcineva!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt fericita!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6559804063132884911?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6559804063132884911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6559804063132884911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6559804063132884911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6559804063132884911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/she-smiled-in-big-way.html' title='&quot;She smiled in a big way...&quot;'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-4902822061646602808</id><published>2009-12-02T21:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:26:30.592Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>Si uite ca am fost si la cinema aici, la Odeon, sa vedem ... &lt;b&gt;2012&lt;/b&gt;. Mi-a placut, ce-i drept, a fost chiar interesant si impresionant, oarecum. Am si ras de cateva ori, dovada certa ca umorul nu poate lipsi nici dintr-o drama. Am fost si ... socata sau mai bine spus, uimita de ... (nu pot sa gasesc cuvintele potrivite, damn it!!) impactul pe scara larga a evenimentelor?! Nu stiu, efectiv te lasa cu gura cascata! Doamne fereste sa se intample ceva de genu! Nu anul asta, nu in 2012 si nicicand pentru ca, in cazul acesta, mi-e tare teama ca oamenii, exact ca in film, nu vor avea habar cum sa reactioneze. Si cel mai mult, nu mi-as dori sa fiu departe de casa. In film, toti, cand stiau ca nu mai este nimic de facut, intr-un fel sau altul au vorbit cu cei dragi sau au incercat sa ii salveze. Ce as putea face eu in cazul asta de la peste 3 mii de km distanta?!!! And who would care here if i lived or i died?! I know, i only got this boy here but, ... what would he sacrifice? Si in the end ... we're left alone in this battle called life. Si asta e valabil oricand. Si sunt la mama dreq, God damn it !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-4902822061646602808?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/4902822061646602808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=4902822061646602808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4902822061646602808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4902822061646602808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-4421551055200586122</id><published>2009-12-02T01:11:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-12-02T02:19:31.480Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><title type='text'>Viata haotica de student(a) ... to sum up!</title><content type='html'>Azi sunt fericita!! Mi-am uploadat assignmentu la accounting, deci gata cu stresul analizei raportului de la Marks &amp;amp; Spencer. Am zis ca in viata mea nu o sa cumpar ceva de la ei la cata bataie de cap mi-au dat. Iar un coleg mi-a zis ca in ritmul asta o sa ajung sa urasc toate firmele. Oricum, bine ca l-am terminat!!! &lt;div&gt;Mai nou m-am apucat sa scriu varianta finala de la assignmentu la economie, ceea ce ar fi parut usor initial, dar azi am stat vreo 3 ore jumate la biblioteca si am rezolvat cam o treime din el. Sad!! Maine il termin cu siguranta pentru ca vreau sa recapitulez niste chestii pentru testul la mate de pe 8 Dec. Asta chiar should be easy in afara de niste formule cu dobanzi!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh ... tocmai a trecut 1 decembrie. Noroc ca azi-noapte am sarbatorit si noi cu niste vin romanesc - Pinot Noir si cozonac. Eram un grupulet mai restrans adunat intr-o camera din turn. In rest .... ce pot sa zic?! Poate in Ro s-a petrecut mai bine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zilele trecute a fost Nox la mine!! Ne-am plimbat prin Colchester, in parcul de la castel, am alergat veverite (da, aici avem veverite in parc!!!) si am facut photo-shooting session!! Si serile am fost la Escobar. Nu stiti cine e Escobar? Ei cum cine?!! Nasu', desigur!!! E pentru prima si ultima oara cand vreau sa imi mai simt corpul mentolat!! Si cam atat despre camaruta cu nebunii...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uite si o melodie care, zic eu, se potrivea perfect atmosferei (exceptand versurile, care oricum nu se prea inteleg, ritmul mi-a placut la nebunie):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wEOAK_Dapic&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wEOAK_Dapic&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce ar mai fi de spus... mi-a venit permisul de munca!! Acum imi ramane sa ma duc la Ipswitch pentru NIN - national insurance number, sa imi fac un CV si ... eventually sa imi gasesc ceva de lucru. Pentru ca orarul meu e foarte lejer. E drept ca nici nu invat pe cat de mult mi-as dori, dar ma descurc cat de cat. Sa vedem cand vor incepe sa apara si problemele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi am inceput statistica si proful parea chiar ok. Sunt optimista in privinta asta! Deci ... odata cu testul de pe 8 pot spune adio matematica! So sad ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am gasit un lecture la germana avansati !!! Deocamdata nu m-am dus sa vad care e treaba, dar din term-ul urmator as vrea sa ma duc!! Nu de alta, dar realizez din ce in ce mai mult cat imi lipseste!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In alta seara am fost la Escobar si am mancat prajitura cu ciocolata si portocale (nu, nu avea niciun ingredient in plus!!!), incercand sa vedem Pisica alba, pisica neagra. Presupun ca ceilalti au reusit sa il vada pana la final. Eu adormeam, asa ca am decis sa abandonez vizionarea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu mai reusesc sa inteleg problemele prietenilor de acasa!! Aici ma simt atat de bine in fiecare zi si sunt atat de fericita cand il am pe el langa mine si facem totul impreuna atat de natural, atat de simplu....Chiar mi-a spus astazi "ce simpla e iubirea noastra!" si asta se observa! Nicio cearta, absolut nimic, parca as trai un vis si nu imi vine sa cred ca e posibil. Sunt linistita aici. Da, asta e cuvantul potrivit!!! Viata curge repede, dar calm, clar... In Ro era ... o nebunie!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu zic ... uneori mi se face dor, mila, nici nu stiu ... cand ma gandesc cate probleme am lasat in urma si cate s-au mai creat dupa ce am plecat eu, dar ma bucur teribil ca nu sunt acolo sa le vad sau sa le mai traiesc!! Aici e un vis frumos, dulce... si cand ma trezesc dimineata sunt fericita pentru ca stiu ca nimic urat, nimic rau nu poate sa mi se intample!! Nu imi e dor de cei din Ro!! Poate din cand in cand, dar sincer ... nu vreau inapoi!! Am stat acolo 18 ani din viata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sa fie Craciunul! Da, bun, si ce? Si noi avem un bradut superb decorat in biblioteca si un brad in Square 3 pe care l-au impodobit chiar azi! Si oraselul e luminat albastru si avem chiar in centru amplasata pe o cladire nu stiu ce masinarie care scoate fulgi de sapun. Cand am iesit din magazin, Nox mi-a zis "Uite!! Ninge!!" si eram chiar pe punctul s-o cred! De fapt, am ramas uimita si nu am fost dezamagita sa constat ca nu era zapada. Intentia valora de o mie de ori mai mult si eu m-am invartit ca un copil mic in ninsoarea de sapun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incepe sa imi placa tot mai mult oraselul, cu cat ma plimb mai mult si descopar stradute noi si locuri frumusele. E chiar simpatic in linistea lui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S-ar putea sa petrec Craciunul si Revu' in Londra!! Ce mi-as putea dori mai mult? Sanatoasa sunt ... deocamdata. Ma tine!!! Toate bune si frumoase ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;M-am schimbat... e adevarat, dar daca stai sa ma privesti poti vedea ca fetita din mine iti zambeste.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-4421551055200586122?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/4421551055200586122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=4421551055200586122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4421551055200586122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4421551055200586122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/12/viata-haotica-de-studenta-to-sum-up.html' title='Viata haotica de student(a) ... to sum up!'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3314511846718829266</id><published>2009-11-24T18:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:58:46.658Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>Sometimes ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Holding on with fingers&lt;br /&gt;and feelings alike&lt;br /&gt;But the time has come&lt;br /&gt;To move along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;You're close enough to see that&lt;br /&gt;You're.... the other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Azi mi s-a facut dor, un dor nemarginit... mai mult provenit dintr-o nostalgie, dar care s-a amplificat atat de mult incat numai gandul, ideea imi facea inima sa bata din ce in ce mai tare. Si l-am revazut, stand pe acelasi fotoliu din micuta sufragerie. It doesn't hurt. Actually, I think I just lied. Nu credeam ca aveam sa reactionez chiar asa. El poate ca a uitat. Ahh ... de ce mi-am dorit sa-l revad?! &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gn3A02Ocx4M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gn3A02Ocx4M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3314511846718829266?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3314511846718829266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3314511846718829266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3314511846718829266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3314511846718829266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes ...'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3069952294761363118</id><published>2009-11-24T02:19:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-24T02:38:21.641Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>Keywords</title><content type='html'>-este 2 si 16 am si incerc sa imi scriu tema la accounting cu analiza raportului de la Marks &amp;amp; Spencer; on the whole, nu-i asa de rau ... e chiar interesant, daca nu as avea sentimentul ca mi se cere ceva care, intr-o oarecare masura ma cam depaseste; &lt;div&gt;-ma enerveaza ca nu reusesc sa gasesc ce imi trebuie in jurnalele online de la biblioteca (era sa scriu librarie; deh, mai faci confuzii cu engleza!) sau nu reusesc eu sa caut corect; am nevoie de cat mai multe referinte academice (si aici as pune emoticonul cu rolling eyes); &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-vreau sa iau o nota buna pe tema asta!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-am luat 10 la testul online de la management de spt aceasta (eh, am trisat umpic... umpic mai mult, dar anyway, e pentru o cauza nobila)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ieri sau alaltaieri nu imi mai gaseam cartela de la usa (da, avem cartele magnetice! eu mi-am plesnit-o pe a mea in primele doua saptamani si recent s-a mai rupt in alt loc si costa 40 de lire porcaria asta; ooof!! ); mda.. tot timpul uit unde prin camera o las, macar de ar avea si ea sunet, ca un telefon, you know, ca sa o gasesc mai repede; dar de data aceasta plecasem din camera si incuiasem usa ca de obicei si nu am stat decat in bucatarie, asa ca mai mare enervarea ca nu o gaseam (si de precizat ca bucataria, in mod neobisnuit era curata!!); n-o sa ghiciti unde am gasit-o intr-un final glorios...... in frigider!! sunt cam ametita ce-i drept; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-asta imi aminteste de ziua in care m-am dus pana la baie si am lasat cartela in camera si cand m-am intors usa era blocata si a trebuit sa ii astept pe aia de la uni sa vina cu o alta cheie sa imi deschida; cat am putut sa injur atunci ... nu aveti idee; uite de-asta imi iau cartela cu mine peste tot!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-a fost ziua lui Alex (ala cu chitara si cu weed) si a primit o narghilea si logic, ce fericire pe capul nostru; eu cel putin nu mai trasesem din narghilea de la Tzofenesti din vara; si ce arome ... pepene rosu si double apple; good, good; si acum daca ma duc in bucatarie pun pariu ca astia inca mai sunt acolo in jurul ei; ahh .... nimeni nu poate sa scoata atata fum ca mine (Cly a zis ca sunt "like a chimney")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-imi scriam tema la accounting .... si se aud niste sunete ciudate ... zic eu ce dreq?!! nu poate sa fie de pe etajul asta; no shit!! ies pana la bucatarie si trec pe langa usa unui ... coleg; mda ... unii se distreaza; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-nu am de gand sa dorm pana nu imi termin mare parte din tema la accounting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-joi vine Nox la mine :X:X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3069952294761363118?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3069952294761363118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3069952294761363118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3069952294761363118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3069952294761363118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/11/keywords.html' title='Keywords'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6765165768847768424</id><published>2009-11-22T02:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T03:01:12.055Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><title type='text'>Party in Greenstead &amp; Ice Skating</title><content type='html'>Si uite ca a mai trecut o zi de vineri si prima in care chiar am simtit ca grupuletul nostru de romani formeaza o familie aici si dovada certa sunt multele poze ade pe Facebook. O parte le-am facut eu, o parte ceilalti ca doar voiam sa apar si eu in ele, nu?! A fost o noapte nebuna... Stiu ca am inceput cu niste Bacardi Breezer si foarte tarziu stateam in sufragerie pe jos cu o sticla de Baileys, ascultandu-l pe Tudor cantand la chitara, incercand sa imi amintesc versurile, in semi-intuneric si semi-constiinta. On the whole, a fost un party foarte frumos. Cateva chestii cheie: baietii cu ochelarii de soare, nasu' Escobar si masinile lui, Vlad (the jewish guy) in his own world, pozele de grup de pe scara interioara, miscarile de jiu-jitsu etc. etc. etc.&lt;div&gt;Sambata seara am fost la patinoar, lucru de care imi era intr-adevar dor si drept sa spun aveam nevoie de ceva miscare. Patine nasoale, d-alea cu siret, dar anyway, mi-a trebuit ceva timp (si vreo 3 cazaturi) sa ma obisnuiesc cu ele, dar in the end it was worth it, pentru ca am patinat asa cum faceam si pe micul patinoar din Ploiesti, in mijlocul lui, mai mult cu spatele. Nu era patinat, era un dans, era exact cum ma simteam, transpus in miscare. Era artistic... Eram fericita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am revazut pozele cu noi 2 de la party-ul de aseara de vreo 10 ori. Suntem foarte sweet, nu-i asa?! Iubesc grupuletul asta si, cu toate ca suntem toti foarte diferiti ca personalitate si preferinte, impreuna iese mereu ceva super si asta imi place sa vad!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6765165768847768424?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6765165768847768424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6765165768847768424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6765165768847768424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6765165768847768424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/11/party-in-greenstead-ice-skating.html' title='Party in Greenstead &amp; Ice Skating'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5029498083994349937</id><published>2009-11-20T12:28:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:55:18.819Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>Uni life</title><content type='html'>Ce s-a mai intamplat lately:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-saptamana trecuta mi-am dus toate hainele la laundry si, am ochit si masinile "bune"(a se citi acceptabile) de spalat si ce trebuie sa faci ca sa nu iti strici de tot imbracamintea; bluza mea alba cu fake blood pe ea de la Halloween, in mod extraordinar e din nou foarte alba, mai are doar niste pete micute, dar o sa o mai spal data viitoare; in schimb, alte pete nu ies de pe haine... uhm, as vrea o masina buna de spalat!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-dupa ce mi-am luat hainele de la dryer si, cum aveam un morman intreg pe pat, am inceput sa calc, lucru care mi-a luat cel putin 2 ore, dar at least i enjoyed it (i really do!!) - e prima oara cand imi calc efectiv ceva ;) ahh ... mai este de precizat ca se facuse vreo... 2 dimineata?! (ohh, viata asta la uni e formidabila !!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-romanian party la mine in bucatarie (pentru a cata oara?!), unde de data aceasta chiar am fost foarte multi; putina bautura in schimb, fiindca era tarziu, duminica, tesco inchis si nowhere else to buy from; dar n-au lipsit tigari, bong, iarba ... like a typical student party; some things are better left unsaid ;)) am si dansat, as usual, Tudor, Alex(englezoiul blond de la mine din flat) si Vlad (mult mai tarziu) au cantat la chitarile lor, noi am fredonat versurile si tarziu in noapte, apartamentul, universitatea, orasul acesta, viata de studenti, pareau un vis infinit pe care l-am continuat pana dimineata printre cearsafuri; e ciudat cat de repede trece noaptea aici ... acum e 00:00 si peste catva timp constati ca e deja 07:30 (si aici voi da un citat relevant dintr-o carte pe care mi-am dorit enorm sa o citesc, dar din care am citit doar 3 capitole si azi trebuie sa o returnez la biblioteca, dar o voi imprumuta din nou alta data: "it just takes one awful second and an entire epoch passes"- voi vorbi despre ea in urmatoarele randuri) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-am fost marti la Lakeside Theatre, la o piesa numita "iwitness", bazata pe cartea The Rings of Saturn de Sebald, basically 4 actori prezinta perspectivele lor diferite, interpretarile lor asupra cartii; piesa m-a fascinat efectiv si mi s-a parut extraordinara, incomparabila cu orice altceva am vazut la Teatrul Toma Caragiu din Ploiesti; un performance incredibil, nu stiu ... te captiveaza efectiv; dar e subiectiv, pentru ca altora nu le-a placut, de ex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"the disturbing thing about mirrors , and also about the act of copulation is that they multiply the number of human beings"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"but that day, as i sat on the tranquil shore, it was possible to believe one was gazing into eternity"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;-da, vorbeam in postul trecut ca am inceput sa avem assignments -teme mai mari care conteaza 15% - 20% la nota finala; pe cel de economie l-am facut, trebuie doar sa il transcriu frumos si organizat, dar deadline-u e 8 dec, deci nu imi fac griji (si by the way nici nu e complicat); la accounting am inceput sa scriu - 600 de cuvinte din 2 mii (basically trebuie sa analizez raportul anual de la Marks&amp;amp; Spencer) dar asta e pana pe 3 dec si cel mai groaznic ramane tot eseul la management (o mie de cuv) cu apply stakeholder mapping context to Uni of Essex (sau mi se pare mie asa deocamdata pentru ca nu am inceput efectiv sa il scriu) - inca am destul timp, fiindca e pana pe 11 dec; tot pe 8 dec am si testul la mate, unde n-ar trebui sa am mari probleme, iar pe 17 dec testul la management - 60 de intrebari, 60 de minute, multiple-choice (o sa mai studiem in privinta asta!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-miercuri este in general ziua mea libera (doar din 2 in 2 saptamani am un class la management - o ora), pe care sincer nici nu imi amintesc cum am pierdut-o; cert este ca spre seara stateam in bucatarie incercand sa citesc, in timp ce flatmates-ii mei aveau o discutie interesanta bazata pe comparatii si analize psihologice (iar eu voiam sa fiu atenta la ambele lucruri), dar inainte de asta pierdusem cateva ore bune (acum mi-am amintit) scriind la accounting (asta pentru ca luni seara - cand toti erau la Milk it in Level 2, eu am stat in bucatarie cu Hedda (care isi scria si ea un eseu), am citit raportul ala si am selectat info necesara ca sa imi fie usor - smart girl, am i not?!; si cum stateam eu miercuri seara in camera, scriind tema la mate pt a doua zi (ecuatii de gradul 2, grafice si cateva exercitii cu aplicatii in economie) bate cineva la usa - Tudor, care nu putea sa intre in apartamentul lui pt ca nu avea cheia si colegii lui erau toti plecati; si uite asa, am stat cu el toata noaptea, efectiv toata noaptea (si sa nu va mirati sau sa trageti concluzii stupide), am vorbit, ne-am uitat la poze, filmulete, am ascultat muzica (pentru ca, probabil am precizat ca, in terms of music, ne intelegem foarte bine(classic rock particularly);&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-joi am fost la classul de mate (unde ne-a venit un prof negru foarte destept, care ne explica repede si bine) si la lecture la management, am dormit apoi 2 ore, m-am trezit si am fost la Happy Days (un fel de cantina-fast-food super bun din campus) sa mananc, am revazut poze si filmulete de la gratarul din vara de la Paulesti la Rodica (si ... am devenit umpic nostalgica) si m-am dus cu Razvan la teatru;  piesa "A Taste of Honey", total diferita de prima, de data aceasta era bazata pe a real-life situation, conflicte mama-fiica, relatii, copil; nu stiu altii cum sunt ... dar mie imi place teatrul :D (si cu asta cred ca am spus tot); pe la 10 pm cand m-am intors de la teatru, grupuletul de romani voiau sa mearga la cumparaturi la Tesco, so ... am plecat usurel intr-acolo; am cumparat 2 sacose pline si foarte grele in valoare de 30 de lire, cu care a trebuit sa ma car pana la uni pentru ca ultimul bus plecase deja (era deja vreo 00:00 :P) ... ce viata ciudata !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-azi am fost la classul de economics (eu nu am nici o absenta si de fapt, cand ai atat de putine ore, cat de idiot sa fi sa nu te duci la ele?!!!) si vreau sa citesc capitolul de la management on Planning ca sa fac testul online saptamanal (la cel de saptamana trecuta am luat 9 si notele se vor aduna si se va face o medie, care conteaza 10% din nota finala) si mai tarziu ma voi pregati pentru party in Greenstead (ca doar e vineri seara si trebuie sa ne distram !!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-maine seara ma duc in Chelmsford la patinoar cu Economics Society (da, m-am inscris in asta pentru ca Essex Business School Society nu organizeaza prea multe chestii care sa ma atraga pe mine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[voi completa in caz ca am uitat ceva]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5029498083994349937?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5029498083994349937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5029498083994349937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5029498083994349937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5029498083994349937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/11/uni-life.html' title='Uni life'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-1988993295005831524</id><published>2009-11-14T02:27:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:47:15.128Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>In between two worlds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(59, 68, 76);   white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/AdrianTrifan/8c9ea54e339259.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/AdrianTrifan/8c9ea54e339259.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#3B444C;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: normal; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meet me halfway, right at the boarderline&lt;br /&gt;That's where i'm gonna wait, for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; line-height: 24px; "&gt;I can't go any further then this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want you so bad it's my only wish&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-1988993295005831524?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/1988993295005831524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=1988993295005831524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1988993295005831524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1988993295005831524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-between-two-worlds.html' title='In between two worlds'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-2811353295580472238</id><published>2009-11-09T12:18:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:22:38.139Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>Topbar &amp; Romanian Society BBQ &amp; Russian Vodk Party &amp; Chitari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uite ca a trecut mult timp de cand sunt la uni si am promis ca povestesc si totusi n-am facut-o. Poate pentru ca timpul aici parca nici nu se mai simte si mereu intervine altceva de facut. Sa incepem de vineri cand a fost ziua Gabrielei. Ne-am strans grupuletul nostru de romani (dupa cum probabil am precizat si mai demult, suntem cam 90 de romani aici in primul an, dar propriu-zis avem un grup de 15-20 si ne intalnim mai mereu) si am mers in Topbar sa sarbatorim. Distractia, de fapt, s-a datorat faptului ca am inceput sa cantam la karaoke, vinerea fiind seara speciala pentru asta. Am facut multe poze, am dansat, tortul Gabrielei a fost extraordinar de bun (luat din Tesco!!!). Barul se inchidea la 12. Da, astia aici inchid baruri, cluburi, magazine si restul mult mai devreme. In ultimele minute am facut cunostiinta cu inca un roman, Tudor. Aveam sa aflu mai tarziu ca este 50% roman, 50% grec. Petrecerea in schimb s-a continuat la mine in bucatarie pentru ca baietii - englezoii erau toti plecati acasa (Alex, Iain, PJ, BJ). In scurt timp bucataria s-a umplut de romani, ascultam muzica de club de aici (de la Student Traffic, e o compilatie foarte buna chiar) si tarziu in noapte, am ramas 4 fete si culmea, 4 baieti (respectivul Tudor, un englezoi simpatic - coleg de-al lui de apartament si cei doi Vlazi). Am ras in noaptea aceea cum nu o mai facusem de multa vreme. Toti am ras pentru ca Tudor ne istorisea complexa si interesanta poveste a vietii lui. Timp de ... vreo 2-3 ore??!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A doua zi, sambata m-am trezit tarziu, m-am dus la lacuri unde trebuia sa aiba loc gratarul cu Romanian Society, am constatat extraordinara prezenta a membrilor societatii. Am tras cateva poze. Sa adaug ca le-a luat 3 ore sa aprinda focul, timp in care am fost cu masina unor romani pana in Greenstead (un cartier de studenti nu departe de uni) ca sa mai aducem carbuni si lemne). A fost dragut sa ma plimb din nou cu masina dupa atata timp (ma plimbasem cu autobuzul, though), dar e incredibil cat de ametitor poate fi. Dupa cateva curbe si 2 sensuri giratorii nu mai stiam ce se intampla in jurul meu. Firar ei cu mersu lor pe invers !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grataru l-am inceput la 13 si l-am terminat dupa vreo 5 ore. Eu am mancat friptura de porc pentru ca mi-era pofta si ma saturasem de atata pui. Spre seara (cand dealtfel si masa era gata) ne-am strans multi romani, nu stiu ... 20? 30? si am mancat pe intuneric. Un alt lucru de precizat ar mai fi ca toata ziua fusese una superba, soare, reflectia bibliotecii in lac, frumos... dar seara cand m-am intors in turnul meu, parea ca venisem de afara din ger (aveam nasul rosu, mainile si picioarele inghetate). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mai tarziu, ne-am gandit eu si Rodica ce sa mai facem, fiind sambata seara doar nu era sa stam in flat si sa ne plictisim si cum in Level 2 (celalalt club mai mic din campus) era Russian Vodk party si stiam ca multi romani or sa vina acolo, am zis ... hai sa mergem ca tot nu mai dansasem demult. La intrare ne-au intampinat Radu si Andrei (ei sunt studenti in anul 3) cu cate un free shot de vodk. Eu am zis .... nu se poate, nu mai beau vodk in viata mea, dar no ... cum puteai sa nu bei? si erau si baietii ceilalti cu noi (din anul 1) ca sa nu credeti ca eram doar noi 2 fete. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Muzica foarte buna dealtfel, am dansat non-stop aproape. Dar vai, toti ciudatii in clubul ala. Pentru ca nu erau numai rusi, desigur ei dansau in grupul lor si noi in grupul nostru de romani. Mai intai un tip a avut intentia sa danseze cu mine, dar de asta am scapat usor, desi ma urmarea cu privirea in continuare. Noroc cu Rodica ca m-a salvat. Am inceput sa dansez cu ea. Cu al doilea a fost mai complicat pentru ca m-a luat de mana si a inceput sa ma invarta. Si mai vorbea si in spaniola cu mine. Bine bine, eu inteleg spaniola si posibil sa pot vorbi chiar putin, dar nu, un spaniol ametit bine... nici gand. Din nou Rodica m-a tras de mana de langa ciudatul asta si apoi baietii nostrii ne-au inconjurat si am dansat asa pentru ceva timp. Dar ce credeam eu, ca scap de asta asa repede?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[fac o pauza, ca in 8 minute incepe lecture-ul la Accounting si voi continua peste 2 ore]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asa ... deci tipul asta a fost toata noaptea cu ochii pe mine si partea amuzanta, eu am inceput sa dansez cu/pentru un amic (Gabi) in speranta ca asta o sa il faca sa renunte si mai tarziu, Gabi mi-a spus ca tipu' se uita cand la el, cand la mine si tot asa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spre sfarsitul serii a mai fost o faza simpatica. La gratar cunoscusem un rus (actually foarte dragut !!) cu care vorbisem putin, si in club chiar am avut o tentativa de dansat cu el si care, inainte sa plece a venit si m-a pupat pe obraji. Nu stiu, mi s-a parut tare frumos....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pe la 3 ne-am intors in flat, dar oricum ne gandeam sa continuam petrecerea (ca asa se intampla de fiecare data) si pentru ca la noi fetele se uitau la un film in bucatarie, am mers la o amica in alt turn unde am stat pana pe la 5 jumate la un ceai cu miere si biscuiti. Deh ... romanii astia!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apoi am vrut sa mergem in sfarsit sa dormim, dar ne-am mai oprit in fata turnului meu la o vorba, 2, 3... si am sfarsit prin a mai pierde o ora stand in holul de jos pe calorifer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asa ca, duminica ... dupa un somn pana la ora 13 (cand m-am trezit pt ca vecinul meu Cly asculta muzica destul de tare), mancare, citit, spre seara m-am dus la Martin in camera (vecinul meu bulgar) sa ii dau inapoi cartea de economie. Doar rasfoisem capitolul pentru ca erau notiuni pe care le stiam foarte bine (avantajul bacului la economie) si am sfarsit prin a sta de vorba cu el 2 ore. I-am aratat si harta Romaniei, am vorbit despre orase, locuri frumoase, plaja, copilarie :X scoici ... frumos. Bulgarul asta e chiar simpatic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M-am dus apoi in bucatarie si am descoperit ca baietii nostrii se intorsesera si incepuse distractia. Vodk, energizante, bere, biscuiti. Si chiar am simtit cat de uniti suntem si noi (grupuletul din flat) pentru ca eram atat de fericiti sa stam din nou impreuna (desi ei lipsisera 2-3 zile). Apoi m-au chemat pe mine romanii in flatul Gabrielei si m-am dus impreuna cu Bogdan. A fost dragut sa descoper ca Tudor (cel de mai sus) era cocotat pe blatul de bucatarie si canta la chitara. Nu am putut sta prea multa vreme acolo pentru ca fetele (locatarele - este flat numai de fete) aveau 3 saci de gunoi care improspatau atmosfera intr-un mod care m-a facut sa reactionez in consecinta. Am mai deschis noi geamurile, nimic. Pana la urma ne-am mutat toti intr-un flat mai sus, unde statea Tudor si pentru catva timp m-am simtit extraordinar. In primul rand pentru ca il ascultam cantand la chitara si pentru ca stia exact melodiile care imi placeau. Eram fascinata. Mai tarziu au venit Razvan si celalalt Vlad (afumati bine), dar totusi Vlad a luat chitara si ... la naiba, stia sa cante atat de bine. Nu numai ca ne-a cantat Bob Dylan, dar sa canti De ce ma minti la chitara si apoi Bob Marley - Jammin' ... a fost incredibil. Din pacate s-a spart gasca destul de repede pentru ca era trecut de ora 1 si oamenii mai voiau sa si doarma prin apartamentul ala. (urma o frumoasa zi de luni)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Astazi (luni) am avut ca de obicei lecture la Economics de la ora 10. M-am cam plictisit, mai ales ca Radu nu mai era pe locul de langa mine (a plecat acum cateva zile in Ro), dar in pauza (noi avem 10 min pauza intre 2 ore de lecture) a venit Annie la mine (o chinezoaica foarte draguta pe care am cunoscut-o la ziua Gabrielei) si am vorbit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;La 13 am avut lecture la Accounting (dupa cum am spus mai sus) si Annie a stat langa mine. Am avut o zi draguta pana acum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ma duc sa imi fac ceva de mancare acum. Diseara se intorc Radu, Dan si Irina din Ro si abia astept sa ii vad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Au inceput sa se adune temele si asta e cam trist. Va trebui sa ma ocup si de ele curand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- avem un poster cu o tipa dezbracata lipit de tavanul din bucatarie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- ieri m-am plimbat in caruciorul de la Tesco prin campus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- urasc chinezoii care poarta geanta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- de ce englezii nu au branza normala???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- de ce Tesco e plin deja cu decoratiuni de Craciun ?!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- e ora 16 20 si aproape a apus soarele :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-2811353295580472238?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/2811353295580472238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=2811353295580472238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2811353295580472238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2811353295580472238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/11/topbar-romanian-society-bbq-russian.html' title='Topbar &amp; Romanian Society BBQ &amp; Russian Vodk Party &amp; Chitari'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-2647768141544112081</id><published>2009-11-01T23:07:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:18:06.838+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>I got a new life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I, I got a new life&lt;br /&gt;You would hardly recognize me&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad&lt;br /&gt;Why would a person like me care for you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I bother&lt;br /&gt;When you're not the one for me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I saw the sign&lt;br /&gt;And it opened up my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I am happy now&lt;br /&gt;Living without you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 20px; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;postare nefinalizata si nepublicata pana in data de 3 Aprilie 2010-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-2647768141544112081?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/2647768141544112081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=2647768141544112081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2647768141544112081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2647768141544112081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-got-new-life.html' title='I got a new life'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3674519375083561489</id><published>2009-11-01T22:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:07:21.622Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want to thank you&lt;br /&gt;for giving me the best day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Oh just to be with you&lt;br /&gt;is having the best day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&amp;amp; i'm sorry for all the mess i made &amp;amp; all the trouble i caused ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3674519375083561489?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3674519375083561489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3674519375083561489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3674519375083561489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3674519375083561489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3858867376133782447</id><published>2009-10-31T11:35:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:06:18.623Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Our tale seems so far away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shawty where ya been(girl where ya been)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feels like a long time,long,long time since I seen ya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes it has girl,when I know I said some f*cked up things to u before&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But girl u know I didn't mean it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I didn't mean one single word)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I neva meant one single word)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I could take back every word I would and more fo sho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I thought that you believe it(would u believe it?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Daca m-ar intreba cineva acum daca as avea posibilitatea sa ma intorc in perioada aceea, ce as face, i-as raspunde ca nu, ... nu as alege sa ma intorc. Pentru ca desi au fost parti bune si rele, nu as vrea sa mai trec inca o data prin ele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;UK a devenit casa mea... si trebuie sa privesc numai inainte. Si sunt convinsa ca a fost cel mai bun lucru si pentru tine. Pentru ca niciunul din noi nu ar fi putut continua daca ne agatam de trecut. Nu stiu .... eu cel putin nu. Am impresia ca sunt de un an aici. Nu mai stiu nici cum arati, ma crezi? ... Mi se pare ca povestea noastra s-a intamplat asa demult. Si a ramas undeva suspendata intre astea doua lumi in care ne aflam acum. Poate ... pluteste pe diferenta asta de doua ore dintre noi. S-a ratacit pe-acolo, asa cred... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Damn, cat as fi vrut sa nu existe toate momentele in care am plans si cat as vrea sa pot sterge ce a fost urat, lucrurile pe care mi le spuneai. Pentru ca ... sa stii ca atunci cand ai promis ca te schimbi, o parte din sufletul meu a tresarit, a vrut sa creada.... dar ratiunea imi spunea ca e prea tarziu oricum si tot ea nu putea da delete la tot ce a fost inainte. Si se adunasera multe, chiar daca tu nu iti dadeai seama. Sper ca acum ai realizat si ca din toate astea ai invatat ceva pentru tine mai departe in viata. Eu cu siguranta am invatat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ohh bebe, mi se rupe ceva pe dinauntru cand imi amintesc ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3858867376133782447?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3858867376133782447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3858867376133782447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3858867376133782447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3858867376133782447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-tale-seems-so-far-away.html' title='Our tale seems so far away'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5201520637722217409</id><published>2009-10-28T02:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T03:09:38.925Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>In noapte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ce mai conteaza acum?&lt;br /&gt;Ai ales alt drum!&lt;br /&gt;Iar acum sunt singur si ma intreb "De ce?"&lt;br /&gt;N-am sa-ti spun acum "Imi este foarte greu!"&lt;br /&gt;Nu esti langa mine&lt;br /&gt;Vor fi nopti in care stiu ca iti vei dori&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sa fi iar langa mine...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Si spune-mi atunci de ce m-am intristat azi cand am citit randurile alea doua. Atat de simple. As vrea sa stiu ca acolo, departe, esti bine. Pe cat de bine ai putea fi acolo, nu stiu, dar ma simt vinovata... si as da trei sferturi din fericirea mea de acum ca sa te stiu si pe tine fericit. Dar poate nici eu n-am stiut si am gresit... iar acum ... e prea tarziu pana si pentru orice regret. &lt;div&gt;Because time is passing by ...  &amp;amp; it doesn't remove the stains from my heart. I miss you... Stiu ca nu ar trebui sa spun asta, dar ... i really do. Nu regret ca am facut ceea ce am facut, in schimb regret felul in care s-a intamplat. Si mi-e dor sa imi mai spui tampenii pe care eu sa nu le ascult...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5201520637722217409?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5201520637722217409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5201520637722217409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5201520637722217409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5201520637722217409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-noapte.html' title='In noapte'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6150567387785442925</id><published>2009-10-26T00:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-10-26T02:06:21.521Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inceput'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>High Voltage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;Turn me on with your electric feel ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(59, 68, 76);   font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/tzontzi/bd396802f0070c.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/tzontzi/bd396802f0070c.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;MGMT - Electric Feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#3B444C;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#3B444C;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am fost la Alton Towers ieri. Search for it. Cel mai mare parc de distractii din Uk. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#3B444C;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Absolut fantastic. Crazy. Ca sa faci asta, trebuie sa fi putin sarit de pe fix. Mai ales in Oblivion. All the big rides.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#3B444C;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Si totusi ... nivelul meu de adrenalina nu era la maxim. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#3B444C;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Incredibil...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(59, 68, 76);   font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6150567387785442925?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6150567387785442925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6150567387785442925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6150567387785442925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6150567387785442925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/high-voltage.html' title='High Voltage'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-2365214901170328495</id><published>2009-10-23T01:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T03:01:21.790+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inceput'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>Management</title><content type='html'>Words scribbled on a piece of paper during management lecture... memories from last night. Kept looking, but without hearing, thinking back to that special time we had together... &lt;div&gt;And it's like this ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(59, 68, 76);   white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/mik/6b1060f00b406c.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/mik/6b1060f00b406c.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(59, 68, 76);   white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bad Company - Feel Like Making Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;  font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tonight this could be the greatest night of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a new start&lt;br /&gt;The future is ours to find&lt;br /&gt;Can you see it?&lt;br /&gt;Can you see it in my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it now?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hold it in your arms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(59, 68, 76);   white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/annaluvpink/3290acf2984e66.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/annaluvpink/3290acf2984e66.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Take That - Greatest Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#3B444C;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#3B444C;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;P.S De ce titlul? Pentru ca am vazut filmul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1082853/"&gt;asta&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;si pentru ca azi am avut lecture la aceeasi materie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-2365214901170328495?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/2365214901170328495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=2365214901170328495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2365214901170328495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2365214901170328495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/management.html' title='Management'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-7778420005531077082</id><published>2009-10-19T23:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:12:28.495+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inceput'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calatorii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Visez... visez ... de cand nu am mai visat asa. Niciodata poate ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;The red light of the sun,&lt;br /&gt;slowly descending.&lt;br /&gt;The sky is all I see,&lt;br /&gt;it's never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could fly,&lt;br /&gt;you and I.&lt;br /&gt;On a cloud,&lt;br /&gt;kissing, kissing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;i really didn't want this to happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;dar nu puteam sa schimb nimic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;ne-a zis azi profu' de accounting o fraza geniala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"the past is the best guide to the future"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt; si am realizat multe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;dar daca [...] d-aia ma oftic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hai sa nu mai intram in polemici &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ce ar fi fost daca / etc&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;it's gone now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;d-aia ... aici sunt cu adevarat fericita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;daca as fi fost rea ... in trecut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;D-zeu nu mi-ar fi dat toate astea acum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;dar eu sunt bine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;imi pare groaznic de rau sincer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;oricum de acolo nu te intorci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;imi vine sa ma sfasii in 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;ca n-ai unde si n-ai de ce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;ar ... mi-era imposibil sa mai continui asa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;aici e mult prea frumos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;nu iti inchipui cat de frumos e campusul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;si orasul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;si fiecare lucru mic de aici &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;pt mine e frumos totul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;si stii ce consider ca e cel mai important acum??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;ca pot fi eu insami aici &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sukJc2yILFo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sukJc2yILFo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-7778420005531077082?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/7778420005531077082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=7778420005531077082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7778420005531077082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7778420005531077082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-993075707756843844</id><published>2009-10-18T14:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T15:53:16.966+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Communication is everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(asta am realizat in ultima vreme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In rest ... nu prea am mai facut mare lucru, Romanian Society Meeting unde majoritatea a decis pentru excursia la Amsterdam (drogatii dreq!!) si silent disco azi-noapte cu muzica geniala. Pentru cine nu stie silent disco inseamna oameni in club dansand fiecare in modul sau unic pe muzica din casti. Iar daca iti dai jos castile, poti auzi cum lumea fredoneaza sau efectiv urla versurile. Aseara erau 2 tipuri de muzica, aveai un buton in casti de unde puteai schimba. Muzica foarte buna trebuie sa recunosc, astia chiar se pricep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Aici e din nou o zi cu soare superb. Inca sunt racita, dar a devenit o stare naturala. Pe bune ca nici nu ma mai deranjeaza!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Incerc sa citesc primele 2 capitole la management (in timp ce beau redbull) si pentru luni am inca 2 capitole la economics (actually capitolele 4 si 5). Da.... astia sunt in a rush cu invatatu pe capitole. De fapt, aici parca totul se face pe fuga.... somn, mancat, invatat. Distractia e pe primul loc, nobody can deny it. E inevitabil. Dar incerc sa fac fata programului acesta haotic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;God, this is awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(59, 68, 76);   white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="287"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/video/trda/e67dfad3bf5163/0xe9eff4.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/video/trda/e67dfad3bf5163/0xe9eff4.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;black eyed peas - i got a feeling (hd)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-993075707756843844?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/993075707756843844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=993075707756843844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/993075707756843844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/993075707756843844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/tonight.html' title='Tonight'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6969695879466429162</id><published>2009-10-15T20:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:08:11.690+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><title type='text'>Naturally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;It just comes naturally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Like i knew you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just love that i can simply be me without bothering anyone... &lt;div&gt;When i'm with you, i'm me and i'm not ashamed of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can do whatever i like, whatever i want, whatever i feel like doing. And i'm happy, deep inside i'm satisfied with myself. And i don't wanna change anything, not a single thing about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6969695879466429162?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6969695879466429162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6969695879466429162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6969695879466429162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6969695879466429162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/naturally.html' title='Naturally'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5705108590622277680</id><published>2009-10-14T22:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:07:06.155+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>The past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tot ce ne-am jurat, tot ce am crezut, tot ce am sperat inainte ... noi doi... amandoi ... acum imi pare ca a fost un vis. Jumatate frumos, jumatate urat. Poate ca n-a fost frumos cum s-a terminat, si acum cand ma gandesc imi pare rau si imi e dor sincer de tine... bebe, bebitzule. Poate ca asta e ultimul post pe care il mai scriu despre noi doi, caci nu mai existam noi amandoi. Dar era normal sa ne urmam calea. Era si spre binele tau, vei vedea in timp si imi vei multumi. Iti doresc tot binele din lume ... pentru tot ce-a fost si n-are sa mai fie niciodata. Undeva in inima mea stiu ca sigur vei avea locul tau special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ceva a murit si in mine in momentul ala cand mi-ai spus adio. Pe moment n-am realizat. Abia acum incepe sa doara. Pentru ca as vrea sa te aud, chiar daca esti tu asa cu bune si rele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Timpul va sterge tot. Timpul va vindeca. Cel mai dulce copil... asa vei ramane pentru mine. Imi pare rau ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uite asta ascult in ultima vreme... nu stiu de ce... e al naibii de trista, dar o ador. Ce trecut ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_Tmi84UvC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_Tmi84UvC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5705108590622277680?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5705108590622277680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5705108590622277680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5705108590622277680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5705108590622277680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/past.html' title='The past'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3868007584201412961</id><published>2009-10-13T21:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:41:44.280+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inceput'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><title type='text'>Amazing :X</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I don't know how you do what you do&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you, it just keeps getting better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am inceput o alta viata aici !!! E total diferit de orice mi-as fi putut imagina!!! E absolut fantastic. Ador totul, dupa cum am mai spus. Si chiar cred ca am inceput sa primesc ceea ce meritam demult. Am renuntat la trecut. Tot ce ma mai leaga de Romania acum sunt familia mea si putinii prieteni buni. Aici am tot ce mi-as fi dorit vreodata. Dupa o saptamana a inceput sa devina casa mea... chiar spun "ma duc acasa" si desi suna ciudat, este totusi casa mea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nu as schimba locul acesta, nu deocamdata ... e mult prea frumos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRehmX3zlwE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRehmX3zlwE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJyJwbAa1i8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJyJwbAa1i8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3868007584201412961?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3868007584201412961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3868007584201412961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3868007584201412961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3868007584201412961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/amazing-x.html' title='Amazing :X'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6693755499554979595</id><published>2009-10-07T12:41:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T13:24:36.038+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><title type='text'>3 si 4</title><content type='html'>O alta zi cu cer variabil aici la uni, dar nu e frig sau cel putin nu mi se pare mie. Cam bate vantul in schimb. Ieri m-am plimbat mai mult prin campus si vreau sa spun ca imi place extrem de mult. Este plin de verdeata, copaci, frunze ingalbenite, ruginite, va puteti imagina, e o splendoare. Aici sunt pescarusi si rate si dropii cred sau ce or fi alea. &lt;div&gt;Grupul nostru de romani este extraordinar. Toti sunt de gashk si ne intelegem foarte bine intre noi. Aseara ne-am strans toti intr-un turn in bucatarie. Nu chiar toti...vreo 10-15. Sper sa vina si restul data viitoare. Este bine sa fim uniti aici.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In rest... ce pot sa zic, e fain aici, as vrea sa fiti si voi (prietenii mei din tara). Sigur v-ar placea!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am ranit pe cineva rau de tot acolo in tara si ma simt prost din cauza asta si imi pare rau. Offf... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6693755499554979595?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6693755499554979595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6693755499554979595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6693755499554979595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6693755499554979595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/miercuri.html' title='3 si 4'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-809719085412314185</id><published>2009-10-06T03:08:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T04:09:28.294+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essex Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colchester'/><title type='text'>Primele 2 zile !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In sfarsit reusesc sa scriu primul post de aici din campus. Si oficial este 3 dimineata. Ascult Carpenters, chiar aveam nevoie de ceva linistit la ora asta. Ce pot sa spun ... este foarte frumos aici, total diferit, locurile, atmosfera, oamenii in special. Ma bucur mult ca imi merge netul acum. A trebuit sa rezolv niste formalitati cu reteaua universitatii care au durat ceva timp si desigur mi-a trebuit un adaptor pentru ca astia au o priza ciudata. Si asta nu e singurul lucru ciudat de aici. Ce stie lumea despre Uk ... da, ca au masinile cu volan pe dreapta, dar de fapt ... e destul de complexa treaba asta cu lucrurile ciudate la ei. De ex. au robinetele de la chiuveta separate pentru apa rece si apa calda, which desigur ... sucks. Da, stiu... si va previn de pe acum ca este foarte probabil sa folosesc si engleza cand scriu. Asta pentru ca, nu am cum aici sa uit limba materna deoarece suntem destul de multi romani cu care am vorbit destul de mult. De fapt, se zice ca aici s-au inscris in primul an 90 de romani. Eu nu prea cred ca sunt atatia, dar in fine... ramane de vazut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ce sa mai spun ... as putea sa povestesc asa cronologic, dar e mai greu. Aici nu ai cum sa te plictisesti. Si tocmai de aceea nici nu vreau sa petrec prea mult timp in camera, in fata laptopului. Intotdeauna iti gasesti aici cu cine sa vorbesti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am avut noroc. Toti colegii mei de etaj sunt prietenosi si ne intelegem super bine. Suntem 4 romani, cativa baieti englezoi, o norvegianca, o fata din Lituania, un bulgar si 2 negrotei, care, surprinzator, nu imi provoaca scarba. Arata chiar ok si sunt de gashca. Unul dintre ei a facut aseara pe dj-ul. Cred ca apartamentul asta e cel mai zgomotos din tot turnul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De cand am ajuns, mare parte din ei erau in bucatarie si beau bere. Mi s-a oferit rapid o cutie de Foster's. Nu, nu va speriati. Am deschis-o chiar eu, era in regula. Apoi ... am fost in SU bar cu cativa romani si unul dintre ei ne-a facut cinste cu bere, apoi altul a luat niste vin. Si desigur, seara am avut party in club, in Subzero. Absolut genial clubul, era intrarea libera, muzica ok, unele melodii foarte cunoscute. Am dansat mult si m-am distrat. Am stat in grupul nostru de romani si flatmates, desi era super-ultra-crowded. M-am intalnit si cu romanii care stau in oras. De fapt, ei m-au recunoscut. Fain. Am plecat din club pe la 2 jumate si pe la 5 jumate abia am adormit si eu. Asta pentru ca am mai stat de vorba cu unul dintre vecinii mei de-aici pe chestii de moralitate si principii. Si incercam sa ii explic ca eu nu sunt de acord cu one-night-stand-urile. Si era roman!!! Nu, nu se dadea la mine, doar vorbeam in general fiindca in club ... de ex... una dintre fete a inceput sa danseze cu un tip, umpic mai tarziu au inceput sa se linga, dupa 20 de minute se lingea cu altu. La fel, o alta fata, cu un sg tip fortunately. Dar oricum.... it sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asa... ce sa mai zic ... m-am trezit la 9 de dim, am facut un dus. Baia e ok, cabina de dus micuta, dar ma descurc. La fel si camera mea, nu e foarte mare, dar e tot ce imi trebuie. Nu ma pot plange. Si am caloriferul dat la 5. Cred ca nici nu il mai schimb. E caldut in camera acum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am aranjat pe-aici cablurile. Am vazut de ce nu mergea sunetu, am reparat. Acum sunt multumita de boxele mele cu luminita albastra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am fost azi la Tesco. Am facut cumparaturile. Am dat vreo 30 de lire. Nu e mult daca te gandesti la preturile de aici. Daca transformi in bani romanesti, te enervezi, asa ca nu are rost. La Tesco e ieftin. Au absolut de toate, foarte variat si cu oferte pt studenti. Cred ca maine imi iau si o pilota. Deocamdata mi-am luat perna. Ma cam doare spatele de la salteaua asta. Sper sa ma obisnuiesc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ce am mai facut... da, am fost in Colchester. Ne-am plimbat pe-acolo, cativa romani. Da, acum la inceput logic ca tragem mai mult sa stam unii cu altii, desi am povestit deja, am stat si am vorbit mult si cu straini. Au zis ba ca limba noastra pare slovaca, ba ca suna a turca. Groaznic. Whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am mers cu autobuzul si am stat sus. E super, dar in acelasi timp ti se pare al naibii de aiurea. Faptul ca merg pe partea cealalta si cum iau sensurile giratorii in sens invers si fac anumite manevre, mi se pare imposibil. Si fiecare banda pare foarte ingusta. Abia incape autobuzul asta. Ahh da si sunt scrise pe jos tot felul de indicatii rutiere. Scris foarte mare, dealtfel aici toate semnele de circulatie sunt enorme. Cineva mi-a zis ca, da, poate ca acum mi se pare fain, dar mai tarziu o sa incep sa cred ca toate astea sunt ca pentru idioti. De ex. cand cobori in autobuz de sus, scrie la un moment dat "Mind your head" ca sa nu fii idiot si sa dai cu capu in aia, fiind mai joasa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In rest ... am fost impresionata de tot. Imi place tot aici foarte mult. Orasul, asa traditional cum este el, e superb si nu mi se pare micut deloc. Abia astept sa il vad de la un capat la altul. Noi nu ne-am plimbat decat prin centru deocamdata. Si am fost la Playhouse, un local super tare, cu mancare foarte buna, ca de restaurant. E un fost teatru si acolo unde a fost loja sunt papusi imbracate in costume ca si cum ar fi oameni si totul e decorat specific. E cosy asa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh .. am uitat sa povestesc ceva. Dupa ce am facut cumparaturile, am mers cu trolley sa caut o casa. Si eram deja in intarziere la International Students' Talk. Am vazut niste locuri unde lumea nu stiu ce naiba verifica produsele, asa ca m-am dus la o casa normala, d-aia cu banda rulanta. Mai erau 2 persoane in fata mea, dar nu aveau multe produse. Si a venit la mine imediat o femeie care lucra acolo si mi-a zis ca nu trebuie sa stau aici, sa vin la Self... nu stiu cum, ca ma ajuta ea. De fapt, ce verifica lumea acolo insemna ca luau fiecare item si ii scanau codul de bare. Si femeia asta, super draguta, mi-a scanat repede tot si mi-a aranjat frumos in pungi. Luasem 2 pungi mari de plastic ca am zis sa le pot duce. Vreau sa spun ca pungile astea nu se platesc. Da, e incredibil. Si m-a intrebat daca sunt noua, de unde sunt, i-am multumit si eu, i-am zis ca o sa stiu data viitoare ce sa fac. Apoi am alergat umpic pe-acolo ca nu stiam unde e statia ca sa ma intorc la Uni. In final am gasit-o, dar am asteptat autobuzul o jumatate de ora. Totusi, cand ajuns in tower la mine, mi s-a spus ca nu am pierdut nimic pentru ca talk-ul era pt cei din afara EU. Super!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ce ar mai fi de mentionat... probabil am zis cam tot ce s-a petrecut pe-aici. Ideea e ca, e diferit, e viata, cunosti oameni din intreaga lume, e fantastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uhm... zborul cu avionul ... Mi-a placut si asta la nebunie. Nu am avut absolut nimic. Am stat langa o profesoara de limba engleza de 29 de ani care se ducea la niste cursuri in Exeter, foarte vorbareata. Am facut multe poze. Se vede incredibil din avion. Norisorii de toate felurile si asezarile si si ... crestele Carpatilor. Superb. Si am vazut si Londra din avion. Ne-a facut un tur asa prin aer. Am vazut obiectivele principale. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imi place mult aici. I really do. Trebuie sa mai explorez. Dar deocamdata, ma duc sa explorez prin vis. Mi-e foarte somn.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-809719085412314185?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/809719085412314185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=809719085412314185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/809719085412314185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/809719085412314185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/primele-2-zile.html' title='Primele 2 zile !!!'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3904223991819462538</id><published>2009-10-03T13:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:02:31.935+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;Save tonight&lt;br /&gt;and fight the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow comes to take me away&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I, that I could stay&lt;br /&gt;Boy you know I've got to go, oh&lt;br /&gt;Lord I wish it wasn't so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Smil3Y/b0f2a2dae6261c.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Smil3Y/b0f2a2dae6261c.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eagle Eye Cherry - Save Tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3904223991819462538?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3904223991819462538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3904223991819462538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3904223991819462538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3904223991819462538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-8418614306663777530</id><published>2009-10-02T13:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:29:50.311+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Prea putin timp ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I remember when we were drivin', driving in your car&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk&lt;br /&gt;City lights lay out before us&lt;br /&gt;And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;And I had a feeling that I belonged&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Totul se apropie de sfarsit. Duminica dimineata plec. Sunt convinsa ca viata mea n-o sa mai fie niciodata la fel si totusi ... nu sunt nici macar emotionata. Stiu in orice caz ca ma voi descurca. Si daca acum cateva zile imi parea rau ca trebuie sa plec, acum stiu ca e un lucru foarte bun. Cineva mi-a spus sa nu las parti din mine aici. Dar cred ca ar fi imposibil... nu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;M-am simtit bine in aceste ultime zile. Si am fost multumita in primul rand de mine si in al doilea rand de noi doi, pentru ca ... i got a glimpse of what it is like to live together for a while. Si nu e rau. Dar e prea devreme. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Astept sa vad puzzle-ul terminat....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-8418614306663777530?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/8418614306663777530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=8418614306663777530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8418614306663777530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8418614306663777530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/10/prea-putin-timp.html' title='Prea putin timp ...'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-8883946292787178209</id><published>2009-09-26T12:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T13:22:05.482+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Vermissen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/Sr4GOn6zZ3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/96hCnlAs4Xk/s1600-h/postkarte_vermissen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/Sr4GOn6zZ3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/96hCnlAs4Xk/s320/postkarte_vermissen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385749052685248370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 23px; font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;And honey you should know&lt;br /&gt;That I could never go on without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Because I came here with a load&lt;br /&gt;And it feels so much lighter&lt;br /&gt;Since I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/adabd/e9ea5aa319d195.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/adabd/e9ea5aa319d195.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coldplay - Green eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunt trista ... si atat. Fara tine aici sunt trista. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-8883946292787178209?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/8883946292787178209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=8883946292787178209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8883946292787178209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8883946292787178209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/09/vermissen.html' title='Vermissen'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/Sr4GOn6zZ3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/96hCnlAs4Xk/s72-c/postkarte_vermissen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3319052150428904745</id><published>2009-09-24T13:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:14:43.680+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>In the search for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why do we always have to fight? I hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si mai urasc faptu ca vorbeam normal si trebuie sa incepi sa jignesti si apoi sa pleci si sa ma lasi cu propozitia suspendata pe ecran. Si apoi sa-mi curga lacrimi de nervi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dar asta n-o sa se mai intample... A mai ramas foarte putin din noi. Poate o vizita sau doua. Sau nimic... niste cuvinte aruncate pe ecran. Un zambet fals...    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Ein Lachen ist der Griff nach den Sternen ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si voi rade ... mereu ... indiferent cat de greu imi va fi. Pentru ca asta ma ajuta sa merg mai departe. Departe de cei care ma impiedica sa fiu fericita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Inca pastrez biletelul galben in care o prietena imi spunea &lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;sa nu incetezi niciodata sa cauti adevarata fericire". &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si... nu stiu cum am dat peste melodia asta, pe care o ascultam foarte demult... dar parca abia acum incepe sa prinda contur. Si doare... rau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(59, 68, 76); white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/sherdy/321380b8da1377.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/sherdy/321380b8da1377.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3319052150428904745?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3319052150428904745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3319052150428904745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3319052150428904745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3319052150428904745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-search-for.html' title='In the search for'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-1579134137902122244</id><published>2009-09-24T10:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:43:26.456+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>After all</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;cand am citit statusul lui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;si ma gandeam ... si viata lui o sa se schimbe ... f mult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;vietile tuturor se schimba&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dar poate ca toate se schimba in mai bine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;e...trist asa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;dar asta e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;nu puteam ramane la fel toti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;si acum e chiar cea mai importanta parte din viata noastra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;liceul a fost .... hmm ... o amagire proasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;mai sunt 9 zile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;parca ieri scria acolo la tine la sts 35 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Si melodia e... just for me to remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal;  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7lHqG3sj1Fw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7lHqG3sj1Fw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-1579134137902122244?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/1579134137902122244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=1579134137902122244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1579134137902122244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1579134137902122244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/09/after-all.html' title='After all'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6532776896728072216</id><published>2009-09-22T20:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:19:02.514+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inceput'/><title type='text'>Sth unusual, sth strange ... close to nothing at all</title><content type='html'>e ciudat cat de mult ma gandesc la baiatul acesta; radu ... hmm ... doar ce-am vb cu el [...]&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-postare nefinalizata si nepublicata pana in data de 3 Aprilie 2010-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6532776896728072216?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6532776896728072216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6532776896728072216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6532776896728072216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6532776896728072216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/09/sth-unusual-sth-strange-close-to.html' title='Sth unusual, sth strange ... close to nothing at all'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-400610087053466780</id><published>2009-09-21T20:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:27:23.325+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eroare !!!</title><content type='html'>Dupa cum se vede... blogul meu s-a imbolnavit. Mda... are o maladie ingrozitoare. Am vrut eu sa il fac sa arate altfel si am reusit sa pierd o tona de lucruri. Imi vine sa ma dau cu capu' de birou. In fine ... voi incerca sa il readuc la starea initiala. :(( &lt;div&gt;Off saracutul de el...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-400610087053466780?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/400610087053466780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=400610087053466780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/400610087053466780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/400610087053466780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/09/eroare.html' title='Eroare !!!'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-8008776636323510546</id><published>2009-09-21T18:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:40:33.653+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; line-height: 16px; "&gt;I know you got plenty to offer baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;But I guess I’ve taken quite enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;Well I’m some stain there on your bedsheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;You’re my diamond in the rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: normal; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Just give me some candy before I go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-8008776636323510546?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/8008776636323510546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=8008776636323510546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8008776636323510546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8008776636323510546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/09/candy.html' title='Candy'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3441545817683156854</id><published>2009-09-21T15:21:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:50:03.229+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>12 cu 2 sensuri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;pre class="pre_versuri"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; white-space: pre-line; word-wrap: break-word;  font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ll soon be gone now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It won’t be long now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Din nou toate sunt frumoase intre noi doi. Si e ciudat cat de repede trecem peste certuri in ultima vreme. Poate pentru ca au ramas mai putin de 2 saptamani pana plec in Uk. Nu-mi vine sa cred. Efectiv ma mut. Pentru prima oara ma mut. Si chiar departe. Incredibil. Si nici ca-mi pasa ce ar mai avea oricine de comentat si obiectat in aceste ultime zile de care vreau sa ma bucur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daaa.... si cum a fost ziua mea pe 12, asa cum am stabilit mi-am petrecut-o la cota 2000. Pentru ca ador muntii si pentru peisajul superb si pentru ca nu am nici cea mai vaga idee cand ii voi mai putea revedea. Si pentru ca acolo nu exista munti :( Si stiu ca ziua aceea am trait-o din plin, am ras si am fost fericita si nu am lasat nimic sa-mi strice buna dispozitie. Am facut fotografii, am dansat, am jucat tenis de masa, biliard, remmy, whist. Am avut tort de clatite. M-am urcat intr-unul din telescaune si cate si mai cate alte lucruri de care nu-mi mai amintesc acum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/StM6BDDZQBM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/StM6BDDZQBM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am invatat sa nu-mi para rau de o alegere facuta. Si sa ma bucur din toata inima de oricare clipa, fiindca, daca eu vreau, o pot transforma in ceva minunat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si oricum, noi doi ne-am impacat dupa aceea. Si am recuperat. Si mi s-a parut incredibil cat de fericit erai, cu cat entuziasm imi aratai replayurile de la jocuri, cat de frumos te purtai. Macar de ar fi fost asa tot timpul. Acum... nu, nu o sa zic ca e tarziu, niciodata nu e prea tarziu. Cine stie cum va fi cand ne vom revedea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De dimineata m-am trezit si se auzea muzica frumoasa din sufragerie si ma simteam ca acasa. De fapt... ma simteam mai bine decat la mine acasa... ceea ce inca mai pot numi acasa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Azi-noapte am dormit pentru prima oara cel mai mult pe pieptul tau. Te iubesc, te iubesc, te iubesc... si a fost o dimineata incredibila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dar .... urmeaza o perioada foarte importanta din viata mea. Si ea are prioritate. Indiferent cat de rau ne-ar parea. Vreau sa termin facultatea, masterul si sa am un job excelent. Si abia apoi ma voi gandi si la altceva. A fost frumos pana acum... dar nu putem sari peste etape. Suntem inca la inceput.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa nu uiti asta, bebe ...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3441545817683156854?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3441545817683156854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3441545817683156854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3441545817683156854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3441545817683156854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/09/12-cu-2-sensuri.html' title='12 cu 2 sensuri'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6091695884633538168</id><published>2009-09-10T16:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:00:10.175+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nu!! Am fost atat de proasta, nu, naiva ... nu ... nu mai vreau nimic si nu imi mai doresc nimic si n-o sa ma mai gandesc niciodata la noi doi. Pentru ca ma doare si ma dor toate discutiile si speculatiile si presupunerile. De ce pleaca? Ce face? Te inseala, nu o crede, nu se poate, uit-o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am avut un vis urat azi-noapte. Exact cu parintii lui. Si in vis plangeam si m-am trezit foarte speriata. Si tu mi-ai confirmat toate astea. Si nu mai vreau. E adevarat, nu poti sa verifici, nimeni n-o sa creada nimic si nici nu-mi pasa. Ti-am mai zis si inainte sa iti vezi de viata ta frumoasa, dar n-ai vrut. Fuck! Ma enerveaza ca si acum imi dau lacrimile. Cred ca ar fi cel mai bine sa ma uiti. Cred ca parintii tai au dreptate. Dar nu e corect si nu e adevarat tot ce ai zis sau tot ce cred ceilalti despre asta. Dar nu-mi mai pasa, nu-mi pasa nici macar ce mai crezi tu. O sa incerc sa pretind ca n-au existat discutiile de azi. Vreau macar sa imi ramana in minte zilele acelea superbe de care vorbeam in posturile anterioare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some things are better left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;But they still turn me inside out &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/165I6qy19OM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/165I6qy19OM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6091695884633538168?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6091695884633538168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6091695884633538168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6091695884633538168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6091695884633538168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/09/why.html' title='why'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-9120124251289367249</id><published>2009-09-08T22:35:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:38:02.762+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>2 ani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ultimele zile au fost .... the best i've ever had. Sau macar ... printre cele mai bune. There was love everywhere around us. Emanam iubire. S-a purtat frumos cu mine si ... chiar simteam toata iubirea aceea in stare pura. Si tot regretul ca plec. Dar ... surprinzator, nu vrea sa renunte. Eu personal cred ca avem un destin si ca indiferent cate ocolisuri are viata noastra, daca e sa fim impreuna, daca cineva de sus vrea asta, vom fi impreuna indiferent peste cate mari si tari as pleca eu. Ma bucura faptul ca el se gandeste la viitor, dar intr-un sens bun, pozitiv, un viitor inca impreuna, ceea ce e ... uimitor. Da... stiu ca se poate, oarecum. Uhm ... nu zic ca eu nu mi-as dori. Din nou ... it's destiny. If it's meant to be, it's gonna be no matter what. Il iubesc pe copilul asta... si imi va lipsi enorm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daca cineva ar fi privit cum doarme cu capul pe pieptul meu sau viceversa, cred ca ar fi iesit cel mai frumos cadru. Daca as inchide ochii .... inca pot simti toate astea pe piele de parca ar fi aici langa mine, de parca s-ar fi intamplat acum o secunda. Inca pot sa simt mirosul pielii lui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh ... si spuma, multa spuma. Cat de frumos a fost. Cineva ar putea crede ca am visat, pana si eu mi-as putea inchipui asta, dar nu ... a fost cat se poate de real. Cata iubire. Si ne-am uitat la Merlin si acolo era tot asa o poveste superba. Nu pot sa descriu. Nu sunt atat de talentata, dar sper ca prin randurile acestea sa pot transmite macar o mica parte din toata iubirea noastra. Cineva mi-a zis ca relatia noastra e foarte speciala, e diferita. Asa e. Si eu raman acum uitandu-ma in monitor, asa cum faceam cand priveam la jocurile lui si parca aud si-acum... ce copil frumos esti.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Though your world is changing&lt;br /&gt;I will be the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:130%;color:#474747;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 23px;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OYdF1qjMNks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OYdF1qjMNks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si am vazut teiul ... vechiul tei. Sau ce a mai ramas din el ... E trist. Eram asa mici. Era atata viata pe dealurile alea. Acum ... parea cam dezolant peisajul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tarziu ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-9120124251289367249?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/9120124251289367249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=9120124251289367249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/9120124251289367249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/9120124251289367249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless.html' title='2 ani'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3425195646172754508</id><published>2009-09-04T08:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:53:40.133+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>. . .</title><content type='html'>And yesterday night i thought... where the hell am i going? i love this guy, i love this place; it's all our memories here... i must have been mad when i made this decision; but then again .... &lt;div&gt;He's just so sweet whenever he comes around here and smiles and i .... i feel like i'm home when he's holding me in his arms... i'm gonna miss him a lot, a lot more than anyone can imagine. A hell of a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i'm not leaving, i'm just going on a longer vacation, so to say. I'll just be gone for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbIdxdZ_eJo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbIdxdZ_eJo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3425195646172754508?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3425195646172754508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3425195646172754508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3425195646172754508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3425195646172754508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-7567123135527601675</id><published>2009-08-31T13:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:09:00.894+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;The years are flashing by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And everything will change&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But way down deep inside&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We all just stay the same&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The sun keeps rising up wherever you may be ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9Et7UQh1tg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9Et7UQh1tg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inca un weekend la Seciu. Frumos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[voi povesti]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-7567123135527601675?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/7567123135527601675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=7567123135527601675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7567123135527601675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7567123135527601675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/08/story.html' title='Story'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5715175108847072669</id><published>2009-08-28T10:32:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:57:54.576+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><title type='text'>Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nu mi-a venit sa cred ca iar incepusem sa ne dam mesaje. A fost dragut. De fapt, un singur mesaj m-a intristat si mi-am dat seama cat de mult doare. Dupa ce i-am raspuns, am adormit cu pernuta albastra in brate. Dimineata... stiam ca va veni. L-am asteptat in curte. Pe masura ce clipele se scurgeau, simteam o emotie din ce in ce mai mare. Cand am vazut masinuta trecand pe bulevard, stiam ca va aparea curand. A parcat-o mai departe putin. Aveam fluturi in stomac... surprinzator fiindca mie nu mi se mai intamplase asta de nu mai stiu cand. L-am privit cum si-a strans toate lucrurile. Ma gandeam ca va veni sa vorbim. Mi-era asa dor de el. Dar nu ... si-a intors spatele si s-a indreptat spre sala. L-am strigat. De doua ori chiar. I-am dat mesaj. Mi-a raspuns in stilul sau caracteristic. Apoi mi-a mai dat unul. Probabil un fel de explicatie. M-am intristat foarte tare si am urcat si eu mai apoi in casa.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cred ca am sa citesc ceva...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In ultima vreme am ascultat r.a.w child ft ryan st.pierre - tears. E geniala melodia. Cam greu de gasit in schimb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In completare... i just looked as he went back to his car &amp;amp; drove away. It hurt. But don't worry baby, i'll be just fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5715175108847072669?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5715175108847072669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5715175108847072669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5715175108847072669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5715175108847072669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/08/wonder.html' title='Wonder'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-4426705643658809069</id><published>2009-08-26T21:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:41:14.661+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'>Miles away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm alrigh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;t, don't be sorry, but it's true&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;When I'm gone you'll realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;That I'm the best thing that happened to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never looking down I’m just in awe of what’s in front of me...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yMJjF4LHOkY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yMJjF4LHOkY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(stiu ca videoclipul e de kkt, dar ador melodia!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-4426705643658809069?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/4426705643658809069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=4426705643658809069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4426705643658809069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4426705643658809069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/08/miles-away.html' title='Miles away...'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-8592597699705102244</id><published>2009-08-25T10:32:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:27:41.272+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Tzofenesti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dupa 2 ani ne-am intors la Tzofenesti. Veneam direct de la mare, cu o mica oprire in parcarea blocului sau unde mi-am luat niste haine din valiza. Ehh, ma rog ... a fost nevoie si de o baie sanatoasa pentru a inlatura orice urma de sare si mare de pe corp. Ne era chiar dor unul de celalalt, in felul ala intens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ne-am incurcat putin pana am gasit exact drumul spre casuta. Aproape nimic nu se schimbase. 2 ani nu sunt atat de multi. Nu imi mai amintesc prea multe. Stiu ca amandoi eram foarte bronzati. Seara ... nu, nu ne-am certat. Era vina mea... dar nu a fost intentionat. Oricum... am plecat. M-am plimbat cu cativa prieteni pana intr-o poienita in padure. Era foarte intuneric si cand unul dintre ei a spus ca in padure sunt lupi, am decis toti imediat sa ne intoarcem. Restul serii am stat in gradina. Nu ma gandeam la nimic special. Nici nu eram suparata. Eram ... poate trista doar. Cineva mi-a adus o cana de cafea fierbinte. Auzeam vocile, dar ma simteam atat de departe. Incepusem sa tremur de frig. Stateam pe iarba. Am urcat in casa si m-am dus pe balcon. Am unit doua scaune, mi-am luat sacul de dormit si am stat acolo. Aproape adormisem. Se auzeau voci din camera alaturata. Nici nu mi-am dat seama cat de frig era. Am mers sa dorm pe canapea. Mi se facuse foame. Am coborat sa mananc ceva. Prin frigider era niste parizer si pate. Mi-am facut un sandvis. N-am reusit sa mananc decat jumatate. M-am dus sus sa incerc sa adorm. Mi s-a facut rau. Am coborat la baie. Nu bausem in ziua aceea decat 2 pahare de Sange de Taur. Probabil era de la oboseala. Si nici nu mancasem nimic. Mi-a fost foarte rau. Dar mi-a trecut apoi si am reusit sa adorm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dimineata inca nu ma simteam bine. El dormea dus in pat intre baieti. Am coborat si pe parcurs, stand cu ceilalti, vorbind, ascultand muzica, acele melodii care imi placeau mie, band niste suc, mi-am mai revenit. Am uitat sa precizez ca in seara respectiva, cat timp eu eram in gradina se auzea muzica mea, aceea pe care eu am copiat-o pe psp. Era interesant. Pentru ca noi ascultasem foarte putin si ceea ce imi placea mie. Mai tarziu s-a trezit si el. De precizat aici ca la un moment dat am incercat sa inchid usa pentru ca se facea curent si nici macar nu am tras tare de ea si am ramas cu clanta in masa. Ne-am amuzat copios pe tema aceasta. Apoi ne-am strans toti si am inceput sa jucam whist. Desi trecuse ceva timp de cand nu mai jucasem, inca ma descurcam perfect. De parca totul statea in mainile mele. De fapt nu era asa, intuitia reprezinta totul la jocul asta. Am castigat la o diferenta de 30 de puncte, cu toate ca ratasem 2 premieri de 10 puncte. Cred ca a fost unul dintre cele mai bune jocuri ale mele. Pe la ora 5 s-au gandit in sfarsit sa faca gratarul. Eu nu mancasem nimic de peste 24 de ore. Dupa esecul cu carnea de pui pe care am incercat sa o dezghetam (mai intai in apa, apoi aproape ca am fiert-o pe jar), deja mi se facuse greata de la a mai manca asa ceva. Asteptam sa se faca ceafa de porc pe care chiar eu o pregatisem. In lipsa de un batator adecvat, am folosit instrumentul acela de pisat usturoiul si cand in sfarsit friptura a fost gata, am fost si prima care a mancat-o. Mai tarziu s-au strans toti in sufragerie. Unii au inceput sa joace Monopoly, altii vorbeau diverse lucruri intre ei sau mancau frisca din tub. Eu ma uitam pe o carte cu poze din desenele animate de pe vremea copilariei noastre. Era chiar superba. Uitasem multe dintre ele. Peste ceva timp mi-am luat cafeaua si am iesit pe bancuta din fata casei. Mi s-a alaturat si Ted. Era cam trist/plictisit. A plecat. Apoi mi-am dat seama. S-a dus sa schimbe melodia pentru ca imediat se auzea "wake me up when September ends". Si asa e... m-am gandit mult. Desi imi place toamna, imi place septembrie, o sa fie ziua mea, or sa cada frunzele si vor avea culori superbe, va bate vantul usor si va fi ploaie, vreau ... Mai pe seara stateam tot pe bancuta cu cativa, vorbeam, radeam. A venit si el. Era un loc liber langa mine. Ma rog, erau resturile de la cafeaua mea, pliculetul de zahar si alea de lapte. Le-a dat la o parte si s-a asezat langa mine. Avea o bucata de ciocolata in gura si voia sa-mi dea si mie. Am muscat o parte. Apoi a plecat sa faca gratarul. M-am dus sa il ajut sa pregateasca friptura. Nu folosea improvizatia mea de batator, ci proprii-i pumni. Apoi am inceput sa mai fac putin curat prin bucatarie si sufragerie. Toti lasau un dezastru in urma lor. Apoi am constatat ca dupa toata chinuiala din ziua precedenta (am uitat sa spun ca au dat pe jos narghileaua, pe covor mai exact.. si macar de nu as fi zis de atatea ori sa aiba grija; odata chiar am prins-o inainte sa se rastoarne;  si au ars covorul si mocheta; covoarele... unul era total compromis; celalalt putea fi salvat; le-am curatat eu cu ce solutie am gasit pe-acolo; iar baietii au mutat toata mobila din sufragerie ca sa intoarca mocheta sa acopere partea arsa) au varsat cafea pe mocheta. Mda... Mai apoi m-am dus si eu langa gratar. Voiam sa il iau in brate, dar nu am apucat sa fac asta pentru ca mi-a reamintit de faza nasoala din seara trecuta. Si eu nu am mai raspuns nimic. Cand a fost gata friptuta, mi-a oferit si mie. A fost dragut. Mai tarziu au adus bautura. Eu mi-am luat un pahar de martini orange. Era extrem de dulce. Stateam pe sezlong si trageam din narghilea. El s-a aplecat peste mine, de fapt.. s-a asezat pe mine. Logic ca nu a uitat sa imi zica de faza aceea. I-am raspuns simplu "n-am vrut", ceea ce era perfect adevarat. M-a sarutat. Apoi am facut schimb de locuri si ma tinea pe pieptul lui in timp ce tragea din narghilea. Ne invaluiam in nori de fum. Era o atmosfera fantastica. Si schimbam fumul intre noi. La un moment dat s-a dus in casa sa schimbe muzica probabil. Iar eu nu mai stiu pentru ce intrasem in casa. M-a prins de mijloc si m-a sarutat mult, intens. M-a trantit de perete. De parca nu ne mai vazusem de o luna. Oricum ceilalti erau prea ocupati cu bautura ca sa mai observe ce faceam noi. Mai tarziu ne-am adunat toti in camera de sus si aveam 2 "personalitati" care dormeau intr-o camaruta separat langa noi, iar usa lor dadea exact inspre camera noastra. Pentru ca nu prea aveam ce face si in schimb aveam niste fiole si un spray cu fart bombs luate de la mare, ne-am gandit sa ne distram putin pe seama lor. Asa ca, dupa multe planuri, au reusit sa le bage o fiola sparta in camera. Mirosea atat de oribil, incat eu doar am simtit putin cand m-am apropiat de pat si mi-a venit rau. Am iesit din casa si apoi .. nu mai puteam intra pentru ca mi se parea ca miroase toata casa a substanta d-aia. S-a facut un misto crunt pe seama celor 2 care pareau ca nu simt nimic neobisnuit. Tot in seara respectiva am stat pe terasa si am cantat in acorduri de chitara. Si chiar daca nu stiam toti toate versurile, a fost frumos. Tarziu in noapte am adormit in pat in bratele lui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dimineata am avut parte de reprezentatia lui Cosma la chitara, cantandu-i Oanei ca nu este gay. Apoi am plecat. Ne era dor de casele noastre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IV7vsXhzTSY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IV7vsXhzTSY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-8592597699705102244?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/8592597699705102244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=8592597699705102244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8592597699705102244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8592597699705102244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/08/tzofenesti.html' title='Tzofenesti'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-7041815157598887331</id><published>2009-08-23T16:12:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:41:37.771+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>La mare ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am fost la mare ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O iubesc pur si simplu. Am mai zis-o si acum un an probabil ... Marea are ceva special. Stii ... cred ca diferenta consta in faptul ca eu nu sunt asa superficiala. Nu am o obsesie cu marea, in schimb felul in care eu percep sa imi petrec timpul acolo nu se prea potriveste cu dorintele lui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vremea era buna, senin si soare.... batea vantul, dar era chiar placut. Imi ravasea suvitele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am plecat marti dimineata la 5 si ceva. Abia trecusem de Harsova si am oprit pe marginea drumului. Eu si mama am observat ca masinuta avea o anvelopa dezumflata. Pfff...  pana! Erau pietre prin zona aia, iar rotile erau oricum foarte uzate si nu era prima oara cand se intampla asta. Tata nu avea cheie de 15 si nu puteau scoate anvelopa. Avea o gaura enorma. Pana la urma au bagat ceva in ea si ne-am intors la o vulcanizare. S-a rezolvat usor. Chiar surprinzator... Apoi ne-am continuat drumul inspre Constanta. Am mers pe la Navodari si am ajuns la camping. Am gasit loc unde sa montam corturile exact in zona unde am stat si in anii trecuti. Dar problema inca nu era complet rezolvata. Noile anvelope urmau sa soseasca in cateva ore. Ideea e ca ... in ziua respectiva nu am stat la plaja si nici in apa. Doar seara m-am plimbat cu el de-a lungul plajei pana in Mamaia la Iaki. Un clovn d-ala care face baloane in forma de catei mi-a dat unul in forma de floare. Era chiar draguta. Pacat ca nu rezista. A fost frumos, dar el era suparat pentru toata situatia. Eu as fi vrut sa putem uita si sa ne bucuram de timpul pe care il petreceam la mare fiindca stiam ca nu aveam prea multe zile la dispozitie. Si apoi ... toate problemele nu aveau sa dispara doar daca vorbeam noi despre ele, iar ceea ce se intamplase oricum nu mai puteam schimba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miercuri am intrat in apa cu sora mea .... ma gandeam ca voi sta ore intregi cum faceam cand eram mai mica. Nu ma putea scoate nimeni din apa pana cand nu incepeau sa imi clantane dintii de frig. Odata am stat 5 ore. Acum ... pfff... se vede ca am imbatranit. M-am intors pe plaja si am stat la soare sa ma usuc. Eu, care nici in ruptul capului nu as fi stat intinsa la plaja. Probabil fiindca am stat langa el. Mai tarziu am inceput sa construiesc cu sora mea un castel de nisip. Castele tipice. Faci o groapa pe mal, se umple cu apa si iei nisipul in maini. Si le poti face si turnulete. Incepusem chiar sa ne distram. Ni s-a alaturat si el mai tarziu, nu fara a face o remarca grosolana la adresa castelului. A facut si el o groapa in nisip si pana la urma a intrat acolo. Luam nisip cu vasla de la barca si il aruncam peste el. Ciudat. Amuzant, dar totusi ciudat. Sora mea imortaliza momentul. Si acum rad cand revad fotografiile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asta a fost dupa-amiaza. Pe la pranz am fost in Mamaia. Ne-am plimbat foarte mult. Pana la restaurantul Sirena, acolo unde mancasem si anul trecut. Si pentru ca eram deja aproape de telegondola, ne-am urcat si ne-am intors cu masina cu ai mei la camping. Era extrem de cald. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Joi dimineata, cand m-am trezit am vazut ca cerul era innorat. Dar stiam ca norii aveau sa se risipeasca si asa a fost. Ne-am plimbat inspre Navodari pe plaja, am adunat scoici. In sfarsit eram chiar fericita. Imi doream sa mai stau o zi. Dar apoi ... nici nu stiu cum sa explic. Ne-am certat, m-am suparat... am plecat in apa. Pentru ca efectiv simteam ca nu profitasem de tot timpul cum trebuia si ca pierdusem destul pe plimbarile prin Mamaia si de fapt nici nu-mi placea atat de tare chestia asta. Am innotat. M-am taiat intr-o scoica si incepuse sa usture de la apa sarata, asa ca am iesit. Am stat pe izopren la soare langa cort. Nu intelegeam de ce. Credeam ca e doar ambitia lui sa respecte "programul" stabilit. A venit langa mine pana la urma. Off... mi-e greu sa descriu. Pentru ca ceea ce simti e incomparabil cu orice cuvinte ai putea folosi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seara am luat masinuta si am fost ... din nou .... in Mamaia. Suna deja enervant. Dar speram sa fie frumos. Macar acum. Fiind ultima seara. Am fost la terasa unde imi placea mie anul trecut. Ma gandesc acum... credea cumva ca in felul acesta ar fi putut readuce vara aceea inapoi? "La Balansoar" .... Am mancat inghetata ornata foarte frumos si am baut un cocktail cu blue curaçao cum ii place lui. Am fost pana departe, la circ. Tocmai incepea un spectacol, dar era 40 ron intrarea. Am ajuns apoi in Luna Park, care de fapt e Satul de Vacanta. Voiam sa ne dam in caruselul acela mare... Am vizitat o expozitie de reptile vii. Mie nu imi plac serpii. Mi-e teama de ei si in plus sunt scarbosi. Si acolo erau multi serpi de toate felurile si dimensiunile. Trebuie sa iti invingi cumva si slabiciunile, nu? Si chiar a fost interesant. Ne-am mai plimbat prin toata nebunia de-acolo, am facut niste mici cumparaturi. Eu imi doream sa ajung pe plaja la noi la camping si sa stau pe nisip sa ascult marea... valurile, sa respir aerul acela sarat si sa ma uit la stele. In prima seara m-a oprit si mi-a aratat. Dar acum .... nu avea chef. Eram trista. Dezamagita. In ultima noapte. Am vrut sa ma duc singura pe plaja, dar nu m-a lasat. A intrebat "Ce dracu curge pe mine?" ... nu era prea greu de dat seama ca erau lacrimile mele. Am renuntat. Tot eu. Din nou. Am adormit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vineri deja incepusem sa strang cortul si lucrurile. Am mai fost o data cu sora mea in apa. Am stat ceva timp. Si chiar cand ma intorceam la cort venea si el pe plaja. Eram de 3 zile acolo si nu intrase cu mine in apa nici macar o data. Dar mi-a facut pe plac. Pentru ... vreo 5 minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nu dupa mult timp am plecat. Pentru prima data cand nu-mi parea rau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ce ar mai fi de precizat? ... Hmm ... dusurile si robinetele aveau temporizator de apa. Si nu existau usi la dusuri. Dar a fost amuzant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nu erau alge. Dimineata apa era curata, limpede. Cand se incalzea erau alge mici doar inspre mal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ca sa ajungem in Mamaia pe plaja trebuia mai intai sa trecem prin fata plajei pentru nudisti. Si nu stiu de ce, dar acolo erau mai mult barbati. Scarbos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tipul cu taxarea nu ne-a mai luat bani la intrare in Mamaia cu masinuta. A strigat "oferta" !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daca imi amintesc ceva despre care nu am scris ... voi completa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-7041815157598887331?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/7041815157598887331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=7041815157598887331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7041815157598887331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7041815157598887331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-mare.html' title='La mare ...'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-1084922020482902423</id><published>2009-08-12T15:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:19:38.065+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calatorii'/><title type='text'>Excursie</title><content type='html'>Despre excursia cea draguta de 5 zile ...&lt;div&gt;Vineri dimineata am plecat din Ploiesti spre Valea Oltului, mai exact Manastirea Cozia. Drumul a fost presarat de nori si ploaie. Chiar cand am ajuns acolo, ploua marunt, dar asta nu ne-a impiedicat sa coboram treptele la rau si sa facem poze. Ne-am indreptat apoi spre Voineasa si Lacul Vidra, care din pacate era ... gol. Din aceasta cauza nici macar nu ne-am dat seama cand am trecut de el, tot asteptand sa vedem un lac fooooarte mare. Am incercat sa gasim o pensiune, undeva sa ramanem peste noapte fiindca ploaia nu parea sa se opreasca, din contra. Singura pensiune la care am ajuns era foarte scumpa si plina de turisti. Am cautat apoi un loc de camping si in sfarsit am ajuns la Obarsia Lotrului unde sunt amenajate casute de lemn si poti monta si corturi. [...]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-postare nefinalizata si nepublicata pana in data de 3 Aprilie 2010-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-1084922020482902423?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/1084922020482902423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=1084922020482902423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1084922020482902423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1084922020482902423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/08/excursie.html' title='Excursie'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3098090935094273969</id><published>2009-08-01T20:42:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:42:59.754+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calatorii'/><title type='text'>Vulcanii Noroiosi - Tabara de sculptura - Manastirea Ciolanu - Poiana Pinului - Buzau</title><content type='html'>Azi a fost o zi foarte draguta si foarte importanta. Am fost cu ai mei si cu el la plimbare. Destinatia Vulcanii Noroiosi. Super frumos locul, trebuie sa recunosc. Inedit. Peisaj superb. Si pe langa vulcani, niste dune de nisip precum cele din deserturi. Recomand tuturor sa vina aici! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In drumul spre Manastirea Ciolanu ne-am oprit intr-o poienita sa facem un gratarel. Pentru inceput am fost intampinati de o ploicica marunta de vara. Dar asta nu ne-a impiedicat sa ne continuam pregatirea gratarului. Desigur ca a iesit delicios, doar il aveam cu noi pe "maestrul" gratarelor. Si la asta a contribuit desigur si calitatea produselor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apoi am pornit din nou la drum si ne-am oprit la tabara de sculptura de la Magura unde, pe o imensa pajiste sunt zeci de sculpturi sau poate chiar mai multe. Ne-am plimbat un timp printre ele pana ce norisorii au inceput din nou sa se joace cu noi si sa ne arunce stropi micuti de ploaie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am coborat la manastire, foarte frumoasa dealtfel si ingrijita, plina de flori si trandafiri de toate soiurile. Intr-adevar extrem de linistitoare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ne-am indreptat apoi spre Buzau prin Poiana Pinului, dar nu mult dupa ce am parasit manastirea am zarit un iepure topaind chiar prin fata masinii si intrand in padure. L-am privit o buna bucata de timp, pentru ca nu s-a speriat de noi si nu a fugit. Era un iepure chiar foarte mare! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La Poiana Pinului, foarte multe corturi, surprinzator de multe, asemanator cu Gura Diham sau Cheile Rasnoavei. Ne-am oprit la Buzau la apartamentul bunicii mele, unde nu mai fusesem de cine stie cati ani. Am rascolit poze vechi cu o incantare frenetica si aproape ca nu ma mai puteam dezlipi de langa sertarul plin. Am revazut pianul... pianul acela grandios care ma impresiona la culme pe cand eram micuta. Ce vremuri si ce demult pare... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cand am ajuns inapoi acasa m-am simtit de parca ceva din mine s-a desprins, de langa mine mai precis... Si mai trista am fost cand am constatat ca toate pozele sunt facute cu rezolutie foarte mica pentru ca o anumita persoana a uitat sa o reseteze si nu sunt eu aceea. Si facusem chiar destule poze. In fine... a ramas o amintire frumoasa. Candva citeam ca ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Singurul mod in care poti opri timpul este sa faci o fotografie, iar singurul mod de a da timpul inapoi este de a o privi!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 12px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size:16px;"&gt;     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SnSnYJSVyEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/22zBn3hpyCU/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SnSnYJSVyEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/22zBn3hpyCU/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365097089356646466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SnSnYbRjsTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0sDOugQMLFA/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SnSnYbRjsTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0sDOugQMLFA/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365097094185201970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3098090935094273969?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3098090935094273969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3098090935094273969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3098090935094273969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3098090935094273969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/08/vulcanii-noroiosi-tabara-de-sculptura.html' title='Vulcanii Noroiosi - Tabara de sculptura - Manastirea Ciolanu - Poiana Pinului - Buzau'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SnSnYJSVyEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/22zBn3hpyCU/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3556649553874489710</id><published>2009-07-29T20:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:45:43.084+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calatorii'/><title type='text'>Sighisoara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SnC0uTf9YDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_BUXzpu_I6w/s1600-h/P1080849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363985863799562290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SnC0uTf9YDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_BUXzpu_I6w/s320/P1080849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am fost si la Sighisoara anul acesta... Foarte frumos. Pacat ca nu mai e ca in alti ani. Nu mai sunt concerte de folk. Maine incepe Folk You in Vama. Dar n-am cum sa mai ajung si acolo. Mi-ar fi placut tare mult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In schimb mergem sambata la Vulcanii Noroiosi si vom vizita mai multe obiective in drum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa povestim ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miercuri seara ne-am aranjat toate bagajele si le-am asezat in Smart. Foarte fericiti ne-am luat cu una, cu alta, n-am apucat sa mai dormim decat vreo 2 ore jumate. La 3 ne-am trezit. La 4 eram la Gara de Vest sa ii vedem pe ceilalti prieteni cum pleaca cu trenul. Apoi am pornit si noi la drum usurel. Aveam multa muzica pe PSP. Era inca noapte. Pe la Busteni incepuse sa se lumineze. Rasaritul l-am vazut mai tarziu cand trecusem de Brasov. In drum spre Rupea se lasase o ceata densa si joasa deasupra campiei. Era de vis. A fost un drum mult prea frumos. Verde de-o parte si de alta a soselei, dealuri, serpentine. Nu ne-am ratacit. Aveam GPS pe HTC. Am ajuns pe la 9 dimineata la Aquaris camping, acolo unde am stat si acum 2 ani. Fiindca nu prea mai venise nimeni, ne-am gandit sa mergem si pana la Targu Mures. Eu nu il vazusem niciodata. Desigur ca prima oprire dupa ce-am parcat masinuta a fost Mc Donalds. Apoi ne-am plimbat putin prin centrul orasului si am intrat in biserica de-acolo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ajunsi inapoi in Sighisoara, am montat cortul, am umflat saltelele, am aranjat toate hainele si am incercat sa stam pe izopren la umbra deoarece era extrem de cald. Mai tarziu ne-am intalnit cu ceilalti prieteni si ne-am plimbat prin imprejurimi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vineri ne-am plimbat foarte mult prin cetate si in jurul ei. Asteptam seara ca sa mai vina inca niste prieteni carora le pastrasem locuri langa noi. Incet-incet campingul se umplea. Tot vineri seara presupun ca au cantat Trooper, dar nu i-am vazut. Oricum, cele cateva melodii ale lor care imi plac le pot asculta si acasa. Si oricum ii vazusem la Bucov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sambata ne-am plimbat din nou foarte mult. Am vazut spectacole de iluzionism. Paul Lungu il chema pe tip. Ironic, nu? Noi ne-am amuzat foarte tare pe tema aceasta (avem un prieten cu acelasi nume). Era absolut genial. Am ras si am fost deopotriva uimita de trucurile sale. Mai era un magician cu el. Magicianul Augustin, dar nici nu se compara. De fapt am vazut de 2 ori acelasi spectacol al lui Paul Lungu (isi repeta spectacolele la anumite intervale de timp in aceeasi zi). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In rest... am vazut un concurs de domnite. Cam plictisitor ce-i drept. Si langa scena de jos erau spectacole si lupte cu cavaleri medievali. Erau imbracati adecvat si aveau arme vechi si niste cai foarte frumosi. Tot acolo, pe scena erau dansuri medievale. Interesant... oarecum. Desigur ca as fi preferat de o mie de ori sa stau pe iarba si sa ascult folk decat asta. In fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totul are si parti proaste. Ca de exemplu faptul ca biletul de intrare in cetate pe o zi de festival + insigna era 10 lei. Cam mult totusi avand in vedere faptul ca sus preturile erau foarte mari si singurul lucru gratis pe care il puteai gasi era apa de la o cismea la care trebuia sa stai la coada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desigur, ca intotdeauna erau multi comercianti, lucruri facute de mana, cercei, bratari, lantisoare, ceramica, picturi si cate si mai cate. Mi-as fi dorit si eu niste cercelusi, dar, precum sunt foarte indecisa si toti imi placeau, uite ca nu mi-am mai luat deloc. In schimb mi-am facut o suvita din ate colorate. Uitasem ca era un fel de traditie ca de fiecare data cand vin la festival sa imi fac o suvita dintr-asta. Sper sa reziste mai mult decat precedenta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am primit chiar si o mascuta de la puiut. Erau foarte multe modele de vanzare. A mea e verde cu un model superb. Sper sa o pot folosi la vreun bal mascat, doar ca eu am nevoie de ochelari. In fine, asta s-ar putea rezolva intr-un viitor nu foarte indepartat. Si per total a fost frumos....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seara am cantat si am ascultat muzica la chitara. Apoi am vazut o multime de artificii. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duminica dimineata ne-am strans corturile si am plecat usurel inapoi acasa. Pacat ca nu am urcat pana la cetatea din Rupea. Poate alta data... Am prins o aglomeratie de nedescris intre Predeal si Busteni. Dar in rest, drumul a fost linistit. Si ne-am dus sa dormim la Seciu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3556649553874489710?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3556649553874489710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3556649553874489710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3556649553874489710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3556649553874489710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/07/sighisoara.html' title='Sighisoara'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SnC0uTf9YDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/_BUXzpu_I6w/s72-c/P1080849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-2651366124017498195</id><published>2009-07-16T19:26:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:23:17.981+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carti'/><title type='text'>Carti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SmBohj7xvTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Iq0cNkgo39I/s1600-h/88b98d9250c351de3f4d2cf5e73f288a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359398482361826610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SmBohj7xvTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Iq0cNkgo39I/s320/88b98d9250c351de3f4d2cf5e73f288a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Tocmai am terminat de citit ce-a de-a 2-a carte: "Crimele din Wimbledon" de Nigel Williams. Absolut geniala, dupa parerea mea. Rezumatul de pe coperta, in schimb e oarecum eronat. Tipul asta care vrea sa isi omoare nevasta nu "greseste adresa", ci mai degraba destinatarul. Si "rata mortalitatii feminine care incepe sa ingrijoreze comunitatea" n-are absolut nici o relevanta. De fapt, victimele sunt majoritatea barbati.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum ar fi, cartea asta merita citita fie si pentru suspansul care persista pana la final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SmBnve0LUjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/K4vh3g6oALs/s1600-h/douzeci_si_ceva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 183px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359397621994312242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SmBnve0LUjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/K4vh3g6oALs/s320/douzeci_si_ceva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cartea asta e atat de buna, incat iti vine sa-ti dai palme ca nu te-ai gandit tu primul s-o scrii.” (Pen Pusher Magazine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foarte amuzanta, are niste replici fenomenale si personajul este pus in cele mai comice situatii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-2651366124017498195?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/2651366124017498195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=2651366124017498195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2651366124017498195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/2651366124017498195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/07/carti.html' title='Carti'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SmBohj7xvTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Iq0cNkgo39I/s72-c/88b98d9250c351de3f4d2cf5e73f288a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-7861564466807050579</id><published>2009-07-06T17:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:19:25.301+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Sunday mornin'</title><content type='html'>Iata-ma din nou aici!! M-am intors dintr-o mini-vacanta de relaxare dupa bac. Ce-i drept, nu stiu ce era atata de relaxat, caci niciodata n-am fost indeajuns de stresata legat de chestiunea aceasta. In fine, da o recunosc. Precum toate reprosurile mi-au intrat pe o ureche si mi-au iesit pe cealalta. Uhm, desigur ca puteam sa ma straduiesc mai mult (si daca ma gandesc mai bine, la naiba !! de ce nu am facut-o?), dar aveam un raspuns infailibil si extrem de superficial. Ma simt cam prost acum. Cred ca am dezamagit cam multa lume.&lt;br /&gt;De fapt, si eu ma oftic intr-un fel. Puteam sa iau mai mult la romana si indiscutabil la bio si economie. Trebuia!! Dar nu, nu trebuia. Asta era pentru un orgoliu care nici macar nu era al meu. Sau, hai sa admitem. Era al meu intr-o oarecare masura.&lt;br /&gt;Cui ii mai pasa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am luat de la biblioteca niste carti dintr-acelea usor de citit. Una se numeste "Douazeci si ceva" si, spre surprinderea mea este foarte amuzanta. Asta ma ajuta considerabil de mult, avand in vedere faptul ca ma plictisesc repede pe-aici.&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa nu mai spun ca deja am inceput vreo 3 carti. Se pare ca aceasta din urma mi-a captat interesul mult mai usor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planuri pentru o excursie de-o saptamana la inceputul lui august. Nici nu-mi vine sa cred ca a trecut deja o saptamana din luna iulie.&lt;br /&gt;In noaptea asta as putea foarte bine sa nu dorm.&lt;br /&gt;Ma gandesc ca mi-ar trebui o lampa de birou.&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau ca vacanta asta sa fie plictisitoare!!!&lt;br /&gt;Poate trebuia sa ma straduiesc mai mult! Puteam sa iau mai mult daca eram mai atenta!&lt;br /&gt;A trecut si bacu' asta. Simplu de tot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce titlul? Pentru ca e un dulcic atunci cand abia se trezeste duminica dimineata si intinde mainile sa ma ia in brate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-7861564466807050579?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/7861564466807050579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=7861564466807050579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7861564466807050579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7861564466807050579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-mornin.html' title='Sunday mornin&apos;'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6802304097635281526</id><published>2009-07-01T18:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:33:31.869+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>4) si 5)</title><content type='html'>Scriu postul asta pentru ca e 12 noaptea, maine.. de fapt, azi dau economia si nu mi-e somn si nici n-am recitit toata materia. Nu mai am chef, m-am plictisit, am obosit. Deja se simte vacanta, deja sunt bine-dispusa, deja vreau sa citesc cartile pe care demult voiam sa le citesc, dar parca niciodata nu aveam timp pentru ele.&lt;br /&gt;Uite, in loc sa mai citesc la economie, ce am facut: .. am rasfoit Maitreyi, cautam un pasaj pe care desigur nu l-am gasit, dar am recitit fragmente din carte. M-am gandit apoi ca asta e, intr-un fel, ultima vara. In ce sens ultima, nu stiu... dar in sufletul meu simt ca e ultima. D-aia m-am intristat cand am recitit o parte din Maitreyi.&lt;br /&gt;Apoi am inceput sa cant "Last summer" de la Lostprophets. Apoi mi-am amintit ca as fi vrut sa fac o baie. Hmm ... am sa pun alarma sa sune la 6, am sa fac o baie si am sa ma duc la examen. Dar mai am de citit ceva din variante si intreg capitolul cu Uniunea Europeana. Firar sa fie! Uhm .. poate reusesc sa citesc in timp ce fac baie. Perfect .. mai am vreo 5 ore jumate pana atunci. Nici nu inteleg de ce as mai dormi. Iar o sa ma plictisesc maine dimineata.&lt;br /&gt;In seara asta sunt hiperactiva. O fi de la cafea? Dar am baut-o acum 6 ore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa iau 7 la mate. Probabil, in jur de 7. M-am suparat rau in ziua aia. Dar o prietena mi-a zis "Nu inteleg de ce te enervezi! Tie oricum nu ti-a pasat niciodata de mate!!" ceea ce e perfect adevarat. Nu m-am stresat anul asta la mate deloc. Cat despre nota .. hey, se putea si mai rau !!!&lt;br /&gt;In schimb la bio.... hehe ... se compenseaza. Un zece nu mi-ar strica absolut deloc.&lt;br /&gt;Sa vedem maine la eco.&lt;br /&gt;N-am chef. Vacantaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6802304097635281526?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6802304097635281526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6802304097635281526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6802304097635281526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6802304097635281526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-si-5.html' title='4) si 5)'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5010954562626912720</id><published>2009-06-28T08:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:55:40.681+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>3) Ultima noapte ...</title><content type='html'>A fost "Ultima noapte...", expresie echivoca si insinuanta, daca ma gandesc la ce s-a petrecut in ultimul timp.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum, proba la romana scris, sa recunoastem, a fost usoara. Iubire de la un capat la celalalt.&lt;br /&gt;Ce ziceti de "gura ta e strugure-nghetat"? Interesant, nu?&lt;br /&gt;Macar despre iubire sa putem povesti, daca nu suntem in stare de altceva.&lt;br /&gt;Probabil cei mai multi dintre noi se pricep destul de bine la capitolul asta.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt fericita ca si blogul a putut fi o sursa de inspiratie. (vezi citatul din Maitreyi)&lt;br /&gt;Si eu am dat citate la subiectul al doilea.&lt;br /&gt;Unul a fost din opera cu titlul de mai sus "Cei ce se iubesc au drept de viata si de moarte unul asupra celuilalt.", o perspectiva controversata.&lt;br /&gt;Al doilea reprezinta memorabila fraza cu care se incheie romanul "Cel mai iubit dintre pamanteni": "daca dragoste nu e, nimic nu e".&lt;br /&gt;In fine, sa vedem rezultatele pe 5 iulie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In alta ordine de idei, au ramas 3 examene: mate, bio si eco.&lt;br /&gt;Nici nu stiu cu care sa incep si de unde sa citesc.&lt;br /&gt;La naiba, "razbim noi cumva la lumina" (si pentru cine nu cunoaste, e un citat din Iona).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne asteapta vara... vacanta.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca deocamdata nu realizez ca e vara si nici nu e vacanta propriu-zis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5010954562626912720?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5010954562626912720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5010954562626912720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5010954562626912720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5010954562626912720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-ultima-noapte.html' title='3) Ultima noapte ...'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-7268580558271807527</id><published>2009-06-24T12:23:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:40:35.730+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>2) zece</title><content type='html'>Perfect!! Absolut minunat! Asta' da examen oral. Mi-a placut. Erau 2 profe tinere si dragute si zambeau, asa ca am inceput sa le zambesc si eu. Eram in lumea mea, ce mai, ma descurcam de minune si nu, nu sunt modesta. Adica, de ce-as fi? Am vorbit frumos si am fost fericita cand am prezentat. Ba nici n-am citit de pe foaie atat de mult, am incercat sa mentin contactu' vizual pentru ca mi-am dat seama: ele erau acolo ca sa te ajute. Pentru prima data la un examen am simtit ca profesoru' nu e pus acolo sa te sperie.&lt;br /&gt;Si nu regret nici o secunda ca am ales germana in detrimentul englezei. Ba mai mult, toti colegii si unii prieteni vor sustine maine proba de oral. Si asta dovedeste inca o data ca sunt norocoasa. La naiba, chiar sunt !!!&lt;br /&gt;Ich liebe Deutsch und ich liebe dich!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Uhm, am constatat ca imi merge mult mai bine daca dormim impreuna in noaptea precedenta.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-7268580558271807527?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/7268580558271807527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=7268580558271807527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7268580558271807527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7268580558271807527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-zece.html' title='2) zece'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-287677999835052956</id><published>2009-06-23T09:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:30:33.368+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><title type='text'>1) zece</title><content type='html'>Uite ca am trecut si de prima proba, romana oral. Drept sa spun sunt putin dezamagita. Ma asteptam sa fie oarecum altfel examinarea. Aveam destule emotii, cu greu m-am putut concentra asupra textului. Era de Eugen Lovinescu despre Titu Maiorescu, Junimea si Eminescu. Probabil ca mi-a tremurat si vocea de cateva ori. Cert e ca am trecut cu bine. Adica, pentru asta venisem, nu? Sa iau 10!! ... Si-am luat.&lt;br /&gt;Maine... germana. Domnii profesori din comisie erau foarte incantati ca dau proba a 2-a germana. Mda, am vrut eu sa fiu altfel. Acum, nu zic ca sunt excelenta la germana. Pur si simplu imi place. Si ma saturasem de engleza. Atata tot.&lt;br /&gt;Oricum, ma duc maine acolo tot cu gandu' sa iau 10. Nici nu concep altfel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu se mai termina odata examenele astea sa plec si eu sa ma bronzez!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-287677999835052956?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/287677999835052956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=287677999835052956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/287677999835052956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/287677999835052956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-zece.html' title='1) zece'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-9096884342652206695</id><published>2009-06-17T19:44:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:15:24.082+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Diferente</title><content type='html'>In ultimul post scriam ceva despre sfarsitul liceului....&lt;br /&gt;Acum s-a terminat dar n-am timp sa ma opresc, sa ma gandesc, sa-mi amintesc.&lt;br /&gt;Parca nu mai stiu nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Doar fug.&lt;br /&gt;Intr-o goana nebuna inspre bac.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e rau si ma impiedic si am obosit. Rau de tot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In schimb ma bucur ca il am pe el langa mine si ca, macar acum aud cuvinte frumoase.&lt;br /&gt;Iar daca inchid pentru o secunda ochii, parca ii simt mana cum imi acoperea privirile ca sa le odihneasca. Aceeasi care-mi mangaia fata si-mi zambea. Iar eu eram fericita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum ne bateam pe holuri, pe jos sau in pat... Si radeam apoi. &lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa mai adoarma odata in bratele mele in timp ce ne uitam la desene.&lt;br /&gt;Suntem niste copii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si dam bacu'. In 5 zile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-9096884342652206695?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/9096884342652206695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=9096884342652206695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/9096884342652206695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/9096884342652206695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/06/diferente.html' title='Diferente'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-7859821244468727859</id><published>2009-06-11T18:14:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:12:36.384+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Timpule, vino inapoi !!</title><content type='html'>E nevoie de-un singur cuvant de-al tau ca sa faca diferenta. Sa ma doboare sau sa ma inalte. Sa-mi fie rau sau bine. Un singur gest... atat de putin.&lt;br /&gt;Si n-am stiut cat o sa doara pana am simtit si fizic efectele, nu doar psihic.&lt;br /&gt;E de-ajuns o poza ca sa ma faca sa zambesc, e de-ajuns o poza ca sa-mi dea lacrimile...&lt;br /&gt;Iubirea noastra ... e o poveste.&lt;br /&gt;Timpul ... spune totul. El stie.&lt;br /&gt;Noi ... asteptam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se simte din ce in ce mai acut faptul ca se termina liceul.&lt;br /&gt;"Sa mai fim liceeni macar o zi ..." O zi ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-7859821244468727859?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/7859821244468727859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=7859821244468727859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7859821244468727859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/7859821244468727859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/06/timpule-vino-inapoi.html' title='Timpule, vino inapoi !!'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-312311851811284201</id><published>2009-06-10T19:44:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:26:59.165+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><title type='text'>Si-nvata-ma sa plang zambind si iubeste-ma asa cum sunt</title><content type='html'>" And i want to thank you/ For giving me the best days of my life..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ceva timp imi tot rasuna in minte melodia asta.&lt;br /&gt;Probabil ca ma repet si imi cer scuze, dar de o mie de ori daca ar fi nevoie, as spune ca pentru tot restul vietii mele voi fi recunoscatoare unei persoane care a stat langa mine in toti anii acestia si m-a iubit in felul sau aparte. Iar eu, ...&lt;br /&gt;Eu stiu un lucru care m-a marcat intr-un fel fara sa realizez exact atunci. Cand m-am trezit din anestezie, mama imi uda buzele si tot ce i-am spus a fost "suna-l pe ...., suna-l pe .... te rog"  si am adormit. Iar eu am stiut mereu ca, undeva in adancul sufletului va exista un loc pe care nimeni niciodata nu i-l va putea lua.&lt;br /&gt;Cum va fi mai departe... nu stiu. E un necunoscut imens in fata. Dar prefer sa merg singura prin el, decat sa trag si pe altii dupa mine. Nu stiu ce era mai usor ... sa stau cu tine sau sa plec. Probabil la un moment dat balanta se inclina cand intr-o parte, cand in cealalta, cu bune si rele de ambele parti. Dar n-am vrut sa ma leg, sa depind ... inca de pe-acum. Nu.&lt;br /&gt;Daca as fi ramas, as fi avut probabil sentimentul permanent ca depind, ca viata mea a fost scrisa deja si ca nu mai pot schimba nimic in niciun fel. Si as fi trait cu teama de a nu pierde acea unica persoana de care depindeam. As fi fost slaba.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca am ales altceva. Sa-mi ghidez singura pasii. Poate ca asta va fi cea mai mare greseala a vietii mele. Poate ca voi regreta ca n-am stat linistita langa tine unde era cald si bine chiar daca ne certam si-mi intorceai spatele fara explicatii.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru toate lacrimile pe care le-am varsat pentru tine... de-asta plec. Plec pentru ca timpul sa mai stearga lucrurile proaste si sa ma faca puternica. Pentru ca da.... inca sunt o fetita. Undeva in mine traieste fetita aceea pe care ai tinut-o in brate demult.... tare demult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa privesc putin in viitor si sa zambesc de ceea ce vad.&lt;br /&gt;Ar trebui sa privesc in trecut si sa nu gasesc urme de regrete si tristeti. Ar fi trebuit sa nu gasesc niciun repros...&lt;br /&gt;Si mie mi-e dor. Oscilam asa ca niste nebuni intre trecut si viitor. Si aruncam la gunoi prezentul.&lt;br /&gt;Prezentul nu conteaza. Asa am facut mereu. Si-apoi am regretat. Am fost prosti amandoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum... "we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year/ Runnin' over the same old ground/ What have we found/ The same old fears/ Wish you were here" ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi nu ne iubim unul pe celalalt. Fiecare iubeste imaginea proprie pe care si-a construit-o despre celalalt. Aspiratiile, dorintele, teama, sperantele, visele, slabiciunile ... am lasat tot, am pus tot impreuna ... am pus sufletele noastre in relatia asta, ne-am pierdut de-atatea ori unul intr-altul, ne-am cautat, ne-am regasit, am plans si am zambit si-am ras. Si-acum .. e asa tarziu ... si-ii asa de trist ... si am ramas eu singura. Si doar degetele mele se mai aud pe taste. Si am un gol care striga cu ecou. 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Iti vine sa crezi?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sincer? Da! Da' e melancolic asa. E ... aiurea. Parca nici intr-a 8-a nu m-am simtit asa. Cand, era altfel. Acum, parca se simte mai rau ca se termina. Asta e impresia mea. 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-8500630908083743333</id><published>2009-05-31T07:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:20:02.982+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carti'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Inspirata dintr-un post de-al lui &lt;a href="http://juravsky.blogspot.com/2009/05/vrajitoarea-din-portobello.html"&gt;Juravsky&lt;/a&gt;, m-am gandit sa fac si eu o lista cu cartile pe care le-am citit (asta daca reusesc sa mi le amintesc pe toate, desi nu sunt chiar atat de multe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micul Print - Antoine de Saint-Exupery&lt;br /&gt;Memoriile unei gheise - Arthur Golden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Contele de Monte-Cristo - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;Aventurile intime ale unei prostituate de lux londoneze - Belle de Jour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ultima noapte de dragoste, intaia noapte de razboi - Camil Petrescu&lt;br /&gt;David Copperfield - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;Alexandru Lapusneanul - Costache Negruzzi&lt;br /&gt;Crima si pedeapsa - Dostoievski&lt;br /&gt;Cuore - Edmondo de Amicis&lt;br /&gt;Marele Gatsby - F.Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Dincolo de nisipuri - Fanus Neagu&lt;br /&gt;Enigma Otiliei - George Calinescu&lt;br /&gt;Dragoste in vremea holerei - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;Povesti - Hans Christian Andersen&lt;br /&gt;Concert din muzica de Bach - Hortensia Papadat Bengescu&lt;br /&gt;Moara cu noroc - Ioan Slavici&lt;br /&gt;Amintiri din copilarie - Ion Creanga&lt;br /&gt;Comedii, schite etc - Ion Luca Caragiale&lt;br /&gt;Ciresarii - Ionel Teodoreanu&lt;br /&gt;La Medeleni - Ionel Teodoreanu&lt;br /&gt;Colt Alb - Jack London&lt;br /&gt;Ion - Liviu Rebreanu&lt;br /&gt;Padurea Spanzuratilor - Liviu Rebreanu&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai iubit dintre pamanteni - Marin Preda&lt;br /&gt;Morometii - Marin Preda&lt;br /&gt;Iona - Marin Sorescu&lt;br /&gt;Raceala - Marin Sorescu&lt;br /&gt;Aventurile lui Huckleberry Finn - Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;Tom Sawyer - Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;Invitatie la vals - Mihail Drumes&lt;br /&gt;Elevul Dima dintr-a saptea - Mihail Drumes&lt;br /&gt;Baltagul - Mihail Sadoveanu&lt;br /&gt;Romanul adolescentului miop - Mircea Eliade&lt;br /&gt;Maitreyi - Mircea Eliade&lt;br /&gt;La tiganci - Mircea Eliade&lt;br /&gt;The Scarlet Letter - Nathaniel Hawthorne&lt;br /&gt;Viata pe un peron - Octavian Paler&lt;br /&gt;Unsprezece minute - Paulo Coehlo&lt;br /&gt;Jurnalul unui mag - Paulo Coehlo&lt;br /&gt;La raul Piedra am sezut si-am plans - Paulo Coehlo&lt;br /&gt;Veronica se hotaraste sa moara - Paulo Coehlo&lt;br /&gt;Lostrita - Vasile Voiculescu&lt;br /&gt;Mizerabilii - Victor Hugo&lt;br /&gt;Descult - Zaharia Stancu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca imi mai amintesc, promit sa completez lista si de-acum mi-am format un nou obiectiv: dupa bac si la facultate imi doresc sa citesc foarte mult pentru ca imi place si pentru ca realizez 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href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/inspirata-dintr-un-post-de-al-lui.html' title=''/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5089312371815490501</id><published>2009-05-30T21:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:13:45.177+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><title type='text'>Poezie</title><content type='html'>Sulfetul tău funcţionează cu lemne,&lt;br /&gt;Iar al meu cu electricitate.&lt;br /&gt;Dragostea ta umple cerul de fum&lt;br /&gt;A mea e din flăcări curate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totuşi vom mai merge împreună&lt;br /&gt;O bună bucată de pământ,&lt;br /&gt;O bună bucată de cer,&lt;br /&gt;O bună bucată de lună.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Marin Sorescu - Poveste )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-postare nefinalizata si nepublicata pana in data de 3 Aprilie 2010-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5089312371815490501?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5089312371815490501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5089312371815490501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5089312371815490501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>Profu de franca &amp; Ionut</title><content type='html'>Un prieten m-a rugat sa scriu undeva intamplarea, ca peste ani sa-mi amintesc detaliat totul....&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this ....&lt;br /&gt;la banchet, sambata noapte, dupa ce m-am intors din club si inca eram twisted &amp;amp; turned cu privire la comportamentul lui ionut ... m-am intalnit cu flavia si o colega de-a ei la etajul 6 la iesirea de incendiu, ca sa fumam o tigare si sa asteptam rasaritul ...&lt;br /&gt;si in timp ce stateam noi linistite acolo, pe hol apar proful de sport de la volei cu inca un prof tanar mort de beat ...&lt;br /&gt;vin si ei la noi ... eu il privesc pe profu asta beat .. imi dau seama k e strain .. imi dau seama k trebuie sa fie profu cel nou de franca (nu prea nou de fapt :P) ... si imediat imi pun in gand ca tre sa vb cu el .. de fapt .. ca ar fi interesant sa vb cu el .. desi observam starea lui =))) ... minunata&lt;br /&gt;iau o tzigare ..aveam doar chibrituri .. pana la urma il intreb pe profu de franca de o bricheta .. se chinuie s-o scoata din pantaloni (bricheta baaaah!! =)))) ), aprind tzigarea ... in fine ....&lt;br /&gt;si ... dupa un timp de studiat profii astia 2 ... colega flaviei aduce o patura ... si flavia cu profu de sport se invelesc cu ea :P&lt;br /&gt;eu stau in picioare .. mor de frig .. batea vantu ... fac poze .. si incerc sa fac conversatie cu profu beat :P ... pt k flavia parea deja ocupata cu profu de sport :)))&lt;br /&gt;da... si vorbesc eu cu profu destule lucruri .. imi povesteste .. se intelege totusi in ciuda betiei sale ... dupa rasarit ne asezam pe trepte .. continuam discutia impreuna cu flavia si profu de sport ..&lt;br /&gt;se facuse 7 jumate .. si stateam de pe la vreo 5&lt;br /&gt;la 8 era breakfastu :P&lt;br /&gt;ne hotaram noi sa merem in camere sa facem dus si apoi sa coboram la masa ..&lt;br /&gt;profu de franca nu putea sa intre in camera lui pt k colegul de la m2 dormea&lt;br /&gt;flavia il invita la ea in camera .. interesant&lt;br /&gt;eu ma duc la mine .. fac dush, strang niste tzoale .. imi amintesc de astia 2 ..urc la flavia (la 6 .. eu stateam la 4) ... si profu era pe balcon ... ma asez si eu ... incepem iar sa vb ..&lt;br /&gt;incepuse sa imi para interesant ..&lt;br /&gt;la un mom dat ma intreaba daca sunt shy .. pt k ma jucam cu parul ... nu mai stiu ce vorbim noi acolo .. apoi nici nu mai aveam cuvinte .. zambeam unul la celalalt .. mi-a zis k fetele celelalte sunt toate bitches =)))) si k eu sunt altfel .. si sunt dragutza .. eu am zambit .. dragut ... i-am zis k sunt destul de friendly ...&lt;br /&gt;flavia se duce sa faca dush ... si dupa ce mai vb noi .. profu se apropie umpic si ma intreaba "can i kiss you?"&lt;br /&gt;eu raman perplexa ... o mie de chestii imi treceau atunci prin cap ... ii zambesc ... el se apropie si ma pupa pe obraz in cel mai dulce si mai inocent mod :X&lt;br /&gt;aproape k ma indragostisem ...&lt;br /&gt;il intreb apoi "do you want me 2 kiss you back?" ... el ridica din umeri sau .. nu mai stiu ce-a facut .. il pup si eu .. ma pupa si el din nou ...&lt;br /&gt;si nush cum .. dar imi simt mainile intr-ale lui .. si ma simt bine :X ... pt 2 secunde e un sentiment magnific ..&lt;br /&gt;apoi vine flavia .. nu observa nimic .. profu nici nu stiu knd si-a retras mainile ..&lt;br /&gt;am continuat sa vb .. dar intre noi 2 deja era o conexiune pe care nimeni n-o mai putea perturba ... ne priveam cu subinteles .. ne zambeam ...&lt;br /&gt;am coborat la masa .. si in lift aceleasi priviri patrunzatoare ...&lt;br /&gt;de precizat k in tot acest timp profu avea ochii rosii de la bautura .. dar totodata avea niste ochi verzi superbi :X&lt;br /&gt;am mancat de dimineata .. am continuat discutia .. i-am povestit de knd am fost eu in franta si micul dejun dulce :P&lt;br /&gt;apoi am zis k vreau la plaja .. hotarasem sa merem toti 3&lt;br /&gt;eu ma duc sus . ma schimb .. mai intarzii .. ies pe hol .. ma duc la lift .. in lift era profu .. opreste usa .. ma urc .. :))) ... iar priviri dragute ..&lt;br /&gt;jos .. flavia de negasit .. o cautam peste tot .. la piscina .. in hotel .. profu se opreste sa vb cu alti profi ... pana la urma .. plec eu cu profu pe plaja .. ne plimbam .. ne mai vad fete, baieti din liceu .. profe .. =))) .. interesant ..&lt;br /&gt;zicem .. hai sa merem mai departe sa nu se mai holbeze toti ...&lt;br /&gt;ne asezam pe sezlonguri galbene .. fumam .. vorbim .. de ionut .. de blabla ..&lt;br /&gt;mai ne plimbam .. ne asezam pe nisip ... fumam again ... ii zic sa intre in mare k sa se trezeasca ..&lt;br /&gt;profu se duce .. intra in apa .. pfoahh .. ahh uitasem sa zic de tatuajele lui pe care mi le aratase knd stateam pe scari la etaju 6 la rasarit ... interesant ... skate &amp;amp; destroy ... si capul de mort si skate-u si chitara ...&lt;br /&gt;ohh si cercelu din ureche .. :P&lt;br /&gt;in momentele alea knd stateam langa el pe nisip .. as fi putut face orice ..&lt;br /&gt;dar n-am facut-o ..&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu ... m-am gandit la ionut .. ceva din mine nu m-a lasat ...&lt;br /&gt;si i-am explicat si lui k nu-i frumos .. k el e profu chiar daca are 26 de ani .. iar eu sunt eleva :P&lt;br /&gt;si in final .. a zis k pleaca peste o spt in franta si se intoarce in septembrie ..&lt;br /&gt;si a vrut sa-mi dea nr lui de tel .. dar eu n-aveam telu la mine .. si nici nik pe ce sa scriu ..&lt;br /&gt;i-am scris pe tel id-u meu ...&lt;br /&gt;a zis k o sa mai vb&lt;br /&gt;am hotarat sa merg eu inainte .. si el dupa mine k sa nu para suspicios ..&lt;br /&gt;a vrut sa plece .. parea trist .. l-am pupat pe obraz .. si i-am zambit&lt;br /&gt;knd am ajuns la hotel toti isi stransesera bagajele .. si erau in hol .. zaha imi facuse geamantanu la nimereala .. eu eram ink cu costumu de baie p mne =)))&lt;br /&gt;m-am dus sus si m-am schimbat .. dupa cva timp apare si profu de franca in hol =))))&lt;br /&gt;alt intarziat .. stim noi din ce motive :P&lt;br /&gt;a fost sweet .. chiar daca nu ne-am sarutat ...&lt;br /&gt;am vb de o multume de alte lucruri .. si pupicul acela pe obraz a facut mai mult decat o mie de french kissuri ..&lt;br /&gt;si am ramas cu o amintire dulce ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ionut m-a injurat luni p mess ... nu mi-a mai pasat .. am acceptat usor o despartire din partea lui ... am strans tot ce-aveam de la el si am pus departe ...&lt;br /&gt;ink visam la profu de franca ...&lt;br /&gt;si stiam k am puterea sa trec peste despartirea de ionut ... fusesem prea suparata .. prea dezamagita&lt;br /&gt;marti eram in oras cu ted ... i-a sunat telu si era ionut .... zicea k vrea sa treaca mai intai p la mne&lt;br /&gt;am fugit k o nebuna aksa sa il astept ...&lt;br /&gt;nu era ...&lt;br /&gt;ted mi-a zis la tel k e in masina cu el .. se plimba cu 100 prin seciu .. ohh .. in noul smart ...&lt;br /&gt;am asteptat .. nu stiam dak avea sa mai treak pe la mine .. si oare de ce&lt;br /&gt;pt prima data aveam din nou pofta de mancare ...&lt;br /&gt;a sunat la sonerie .. stiam k e el ..&lt;br /&gt;mi-a adus un buchet de trandafiri albi ... l-am imbratisat pe scari .. nu stiam ce sa mai zic ...&lt;br /&gt;am stat in bucatarie ... a vb cu tata ... pe balcon ... despre smart&lt;br /&gt;ne-am plimbat la paulesti  .. am stat langa lac ..&lt;br /&gt;am vb .. am incercat sa lamurim lucrurile .. iar ne-am certat .. firar al nabii .. smartu asta parca-i o dacie =)))&lt;br /&gt;scoate sunete ciudate ... parca's in tractor&lt;br /&gt;ne-am impacat intr-un final .. orikt de dezamagita si suparata am fost..&lt;br /&gt;asa e ...&lt;br /&gt;voia sa ma vada in rochia verde .. era trist ..&lt;br /&gt;a zis k n-o sa mai aiba o alta ocazie ...&lt;br /&gt;pt k eu am sa plec ...&lt;br /&gt;cine stie .. :X&lt;br /&gt;only time will tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-postare finalizata, dar nepublicata pana in data de 3 Aprilie 2010-&lt;div&gt;[Adaugat ulterior: ... si mare dreptate a avut in legatura cu ultimele randuri]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-8086022371274996140?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/8086022371274996140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=8086022371274996140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8086022371274996140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8086022371274996140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/profu-de-franca-ionut.html' title='Profu de franca &amp; Ionut'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-3768982440524142199</id><published>2009-05-25T07:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:32:43.532+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cum ne mai distram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copilarie'/><title type='text'>Pe ritm de Coldplay - The Scientist</title><content type='html'>Nu stiu cu ce sa incep... Un cuvant? Amestecat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voi arunca acum o ultima privire spre aceste 3 zile si apoi le voi lasa in urma.&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca asa a vrut cineva de-acolo de sus ... Poate ca e mai bine asa.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca povestile frumoase din copilarie nu se implinesc intotdeauna.&lt;br /&gt;Si pentru ca firul rupt de mai multe ori si innodat poate fi aruncat la gunoi.&lt;br /&gt;Suntem doua persoane diferite, doi straini cu amintiri comune si atat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am strans tot si-am pus deoparte. Toate amintirile.&lt;br /&gt;Dar cum ... cum sa uit cand faptul ca sunt eu insami imi aminteste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mai ramas doar bacul... Vom trece si peste asta cu fruntea sus.&lt;br /&gt;Nu asa m-ai invatat tu? Sa fiu ambitioasa. Dar ma confrunt cu firea mea mult prea sensibila ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vor trece anii. Si fiecare vor aduce lucruri de invatat, experiente.&lt;br /&gt;Am trecut si eu prin multe pana acum si parca tot nu ma-nvat minte.&lt;br /&gt;Va fi bine la final. Sunt convinsa de acest lucru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si-acum pun punct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa vedem ... pai am dansat. Ador sa dansez.&lt;br /&gt;Si am fost in clubul acela smecher unde am dansat si mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;Am lasat ritmul sa-mi intre in tot corpul si nu m-am mai gandit la nimic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am vazut un rasarit superb de la etajul sase in timp ce purtam o conversatie interesanta in engleza.&lt;br /&gt;Natura este intr-adevar minunata.&lt;br /&gt;Imi place verdele, imi place marea, imi plac rasaritul, luna si nisipul si inca un miliard de alte lucruri marunte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si inca port cu mine naturaletea de copil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am adunat scoici. Acum sunt raspandite prin camera. Si camera miroase a mare...&lt;br /&gt;Ma voi intoarce. Vara asta. Pentru ca mai am niste leva de cheltuit :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frumos ... per ansamblu a fost frumos. Ar fi putut fi extraordinar, dar asta tine numai de alegerile mele si de greselile mele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Cat am ras, cat am plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu mai stiu,  poate-i scris in vreo carte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maine sigur zorii ma vor lumina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si-am sa plec mai departe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-3768982440524142199?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/3768982440524142199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=3768982440524142199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3768982440524142199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/3768982440524142199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/pe-ritm-de-coldplay-scientist.html' title='Pe ritm de Coldplay - The Scientist'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-1285868118053840277</id><published>2009-05-20T21:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:15:08.097+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marea'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haine ravasite prin pat, jumatate in geamantan ... prosopul, costumul, rochia pe umeras. Oja pe unghii, gel de dus. Unde o fi parfumul? Sigur am luat tot? ... Parca ma mut.&lt;br /&gt;Am sa ma intorc cu nisip in adidasi, cu un rasarit superb in suflet si o plimbare pe plaja intr-o noapte cu luna plina.&lt;br /&gt;De fapt, am sa povestesc ... Nu mai am rabdare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-1285868118053840277?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/1285868118053840277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=1285868118053840277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1285868118053840277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1285868118053840277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/haine-ravasite-prin-pat-jumatate-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5058591836509476103</id><published>2009-05-14T18:03:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:32:13.171+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>Demult</title><content type='html'>Aseara mi-a atras atentia un lucru care demult ma deranja. Mi-am amintit ca acum ceva timp cautasem eu prin arhivele vechi si facusem un fisier cu discutiile frumoase dintre noi. Aseara l-am redeschis si am recitit o parte. Am incercat sa-i arat, sa-i reamintesc... in zadar. Cum poate sa nege? Poate ca am eu talent, dar nu am inventat nicio replica. Ele erau acolo, exact asa. Si aseara am plans, mult am plans, pana cand am adormit si n-am mai stiut. Nimic nu mai e ca atunci si mi-e greu sa cred, desi ma doare, ca va mai fi vreodata.&lt;br /&gt;Si-acum stiu ... baiatul pe care il iubeam si care ma iubea, s-a schimbat demult. Pur si simplu .. nu mai exista. Traieste doar la mine in amintire. Atat ... si acolo va trai pana la final. A murit demult si eu nici nu mi-am dat seama decat foarte tarziu. S-a departat putin cate putin... Si niciodata n-o sa se mai intoarca. Eu am sa raman aici sa-l plang in fiecare noapte.&lt;br /&gt;Dar va veni si ziua cand am sa uit si-am sa ma intorc spre soare razand ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5058591836509476103?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5058591836509476103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5058591836509476103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5058591836509476103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5058591836509476103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/demult.html' title='Demult'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6217459343284024456</id><published>2009-05-13T14:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:01:44.834+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt;Ai plecat de-atatea ori&lt;br /&gt;Trantind usa plangand&lt;br /&gt;Si te-ai intors de fiecare data&lt;br /&gt;A doua zi razand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar am stiut mereu&lt;br /&gt;Ca va veni si ziua cand&lt;br /&gt;O sa raman cu ochiu' pe vizor&lt;br /&gt;Singur asteptand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6217459343284024456?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6217459343284024456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6217459343284024456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6217459343284024456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6217459343284024456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/ai-plecat-de-atatea-ori-trantind-usa.html' title=''/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5238812400835921068</id><published>2009-05-12T18:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:41:19.745+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Natura moarta</title><content type='html'>Sa presupunem ca avem o vaza. Un obiect folositor, desigur: punem florile in ea ca sa dam un aspect frumos incaperii. Mda, si treaba merge de minune. Punem apa in vaza, punem florile si ele stau acolo. Cand se ofilesc, le schimbam cu altele.&lt;br /&gt;Sa presupunem ca, dupa ceva timp, din cauze nedeterminate, vaza prezinta o mica fisura. Eh, nu-i mare lucru si pentru ca ne place prea mult vaza, ii dam noi cu niste lipici si gata, avem impresia ca e ca noua, nu s-a intamplat nimic. Dupa catva timp, observam niste picaturi de apa. Hopa! Fisura parca s-a marit. Ei, nu-i mare lucru. Ii mai dam cu niste lipici si nu mai e nici o problema.&lt;br /&gt;E simplu sa traim in indiferenta si sa ne prefacem ca nu s-a intamplat nimic niciodata, sa facem o reparatie superficiala si sa credem ca e totul in regula.&lt;br /&gt;Caci, la final, vaza ajunge sa aiba o fisura atat de mare incat nimic nu o mai poate readuce la starea initiala. Si apa se scurge incet-incet... Si noi nu observam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nu stiu de ce-am scris postul asta si de unde mi-a venit inspiratia asta ciudata; de fapt eu stiu exact la ce ma refer aici; un cuvant bun ar fi... frustrari; si ele duc la greseli; da, e un cerc vicios aici; frustrarile provin din greseli si tot ele atrag greseli; ma intorc la lectura comentariilor pentru simularea de joi la romana; pana atunci, voi ati verificat in ce stare e vaza voastra? -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5238812400835921068?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5238812400835921068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5238812400835921068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5238812400835921068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5238812400835921068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/natura-moarta.html' title='Natura moarta'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-4347273903137710736</id><published>2009-05-10T15:33:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:27:12.821+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Just a little patience ... you &amp; i ...</title><content type='html'>Eram langa tine sus in patut. Tu ...dormeai ca un copilas. Eu nu puteam adormi. Se auzea Guns. "Patience". Si se termina melodia si-mi parea rau ca dormi si nu dansam si noi, dar era tarziu... Si-am stat si m-am gandit la toate si la niciuna si, exact ca in filmuletul acela cu fata cu tubul, m-am intors spre tine si-am spus "te iubesc". Desi stiam ca dormi si n-aveai cum sa auzi. Cred ca am spus-o pt mine, dar eu o stiam deja. Asta va fi un test al destinului ... Ca si cum as juca poker si-as schimba o carte. Una singura.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-4347273903137710736?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/4347273903137710736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=4347273903137710736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4347273903137710736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4347273903137710736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-little-patience-you-i.html' title='Just a little patience ... you &amp; i ...'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-1811074888158565412</id><published>2009-05-06T18:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:38:47.730+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><title type='text'>Creatia</title><content type='html'>Stii, esti asemenea creatorului care se indragosteste de propria sa creatie. Iubirea e insa posesiva, orgolioasa, geloasa, impunatoare, restrictiva. Iubirea aceasta presupune inchiderea creatiei si conservarea ei. Se asteapta ca ea sa actioneze strict dupa tiparul conceput de creator, sa utilizeze insasi gandurile acestuia. Creatia trebuie sa ramana fidela creatorului, oricine ar atinge-o ar murdari-o. Ea este pura, ea apartine lui in intregime. Dar ea este minunata, admirata, dorita. Sa zicem ca este un exponat dintr-un muzeu. iar creatorului ii este teama ca isi va pierde creatia, ca ea ii va fi rapita. De aceea el construieste un cadru de sticla pentru ca ea sa poata fi vazuta de catre toti, dar nimeni sa nu o poata atinge. El insusi o contempleaza uneori, in prezenta celorlalti si se simte chiar mandru, caci ei nu vor putea avea niciodata ceea ce el detine. Si numai noaptea, in tacere, el deschide cadrul de sticla si o elibereaza. Pentru ca ea este numai a lui. Si pentru ca pielea ei straluceste orbitor in razele lunii. Dar a doua zi, ceilalti o regasesc in aceeasi ipostaza. Ea priveste spectacolul acesta si este trista, inerta. Viseaza la creatorul ei, il doreste, il asteapta, ii este recunoscatoare si il iubeste. Dar ea nu poate face nimic mai mult. Lumea ei este limitata &lt;br /&gt;-to be continued sometime-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-1811074888158565412?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/1811074888158565412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=1811074888158565412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1811074888158565412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1811074888158565412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/creatia.html' title='Creatia'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-1272162862587785209</id><published>2009-05-04T13:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:13:25.830+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uite ce-am descoperit eu azi !!! Cica piesa asta ar fi iesit prin decembrie 2008 si ca a fost in topurile de prin Uk. Mda ... eu abia azi am dat de ea si zau ca-mi place. Ahh, si versurile, desigur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vUFDOlO6B2w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vUFDOlO6B2w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-1272162862587785209?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/1272162862587785209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=1272162862587785209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1272162862587785209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/1272162862587785209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/uite-ce-am-descoperit-eu-azi-cica-piesa.html' title=''/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-8048478413957611432</id><published>2009-05-02T21:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:42:58.737+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'>Comunicare</title><content type='html'>Ascultam "Last summer" de la Lostprophets si-mi aminteam... Si-am mai vazut un filmulet cu si despre comunicare si cu o fata care vorbea printr-un tub. Mi-am zis: "Ia sa vorbesc si eu prin tub! Ca daca se aude mai bine ... ca daca se aude mai bine, poate ma asculti si tu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here by my side, in my summer, our last summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The world passes by in my summer, our last summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The light makes shadows fall, surrounded by each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Alive to watch it all, the view from our last summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mi-e dor&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt; mi-e dor sa iti spun&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ca mi-e dor ... de tine. Mi-e dor de un miliard de lucruri pe care le-am facut si inca un miliard care au ramas sperante. Sau nici n-am avut intentia? Ba am avut ... dar n-am stiut cum si cand. N-am stiut ... si iar e tacere in jurul nostru, un munte de tacere.&lt;br /&gt;Si-am vrut ... am vrut sa te sun, stii? Sa-ti spun ca mi-e dor, tare dor... dar n-am putut. N-am putut mah!!! Ca e mereu un zid intre noi doi!! Da, e un zid intre noi ... Si zidul asta e transparent ... de sticla si nu se aude. Te vad, dar nu putem comunica. Se sparg cuvintele in noi. Sau ... sau se lovesc de mine si cad. Ma gandeam ca ar fi fost amuzant totusi. Am fi putut inventa un limbaj prin semne, un fel de joc de mima .... si am fi vorbit. Amuzant ... nu ... trist. Ca noi n-am facut asta, nu, n-am facut nimic, n-am vorbit in niciun fel.&lt;br /&gt;Si mi se face somn scriind postul asta si totusi il scriu. Nu stiu de ce. Nu stiu daca tu mai citesti. Cred ca scriu pentru mine si pentru cine mai vrea sa citeasca. Noapte buna ...da, mai stii cand ... era o vreme pe la inceput ... s-a stins, nu? ... te-ai plictisit... ca o prajitura prea dulce din care ai mancat prea mult... mi se face si mie rau la ceea ce tocmai am scris. Si e ciudat ca ... n-am mai mancat nimic de vreo 9 ore. Cam tot atunci cand mi-ai spus sa ma duc dracu. Sunt inca aici, in lumea mea. Si tu acolo ...&lt;br /&gt;Vreau un tub!! Daca strig mai tare, ajunge ecoul pana la tine? Ca daca ajunge ... ca daca ajunge, poate nu mai esti indiferent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-8048478413957611432?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/8048478413957611432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=8048478413957611432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8048478413957611432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/8048478413957611432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/comunicare.html' title='Comunicare'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-6526336716182225995</id><published>2009-05-02T13:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:34:01.158+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Un film de scurt metraj genial. Merita sa rupeti 10 minute din viata ca sa il vedeti pentru ca oricum mare parte din timp il irosim degeaba. Degeaba ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFZjGTm4lOg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFZjGTm4lOg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-6526336716182225995?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/6526336716182225995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=6526336716182225995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6526336716182225995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/6526336716182225995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/05/un-film-de-scurt-metraj-genial.html' title=''/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-5810336128399273645</id><published>2009-04-25T06:35:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T08:32:56.760+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Viata'/><title type='text'>Doua sfere</title><content type='html'>Eram intr-o stare indescriptibila. Simteam ca as putea chiar sa ma ridic de la sol. Totul se invartea in jurul meu. Incercam sa inchid ochii, dar imi aminteam constant fiecare secunda. Am cazut pe pat la un moment dat si mi-am dus mainile la frunte. Asta n-o sa stearga nimic, mi-am zis. Si cel mai mult ma doare ca vad in fata ochilor cum se rupe si nu mai pot face nimic. Am incercat, dar e nevoie de amandoi si viceversa. Amandoi gresim.&lt;br /&gt;Esti primul nume pe care l-am rostit cand m-am trezit dupa delirul operatiei. Chiar nu conteaza? Cineva mi-a spus ca o relatie poate fi reprezentata usor ca doua sfere ce pe parcurs incearca sa se intrepatrunda si sa devina una singura. Si pentru ca persoanele sunt diferite, acest spatiu dintre cele doua sfere pe care ele trebuie sa il umple reprezinta scanteile de cearta. Ce mod frumos de a spune un adevar atat de comun si de dureros! Am vrut sa ma mai gandesc atunci la asta... chiar incepusem, in sinea mea, sa gasesc solutii. Din pacate ele n-au venit la momentul potrivit, iar acum e cam tarziu. Ce limpede poti vedea totul dimineata! Aseara ma simteam ca o barcuta miscata usor in dreapta si-n stanga de adierea unui vant.&lt;br /&gt;Si daca e ceva de tinut minte in toata povestea asta, ar fi vechea morala cu greselile, caci de-acolo se trage totul. Oamenii sunt orgoliosi si accepta cu greu schimbarile, prefera sa ramana in patratul de rutina in care s-au obisnuit. Greseala!!!&lt;br /&gt;N-am s-o mai fac!!  Si am sa profit de fiecare secunda ca si cei din jurul meu sa se bucure. Da... de azi imi propun sa fac zilnic ceva pentru mine si poate candva, asta se va rasfrange si asupra celorlalti. Viata e prea scurta ca sa ma ingrop in certuri si sa fiu nefericita! Poate ca am gresit fiindca, oricat am vazut ca merge prost, n-am renuntat... pe cat m-am priceput, am tras de toate firele si din toate partile ca sa nu se intample asta. Degeaba ... dupa atatia ani, sa constati ca e degeaba. Atunci ... bine. Si-apoi m-am pomenit cu o exclamatie " ohh imi pare asa de rau ". Trist si tarziu ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-5810336128399273645?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/5810336128399273645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=5810336128399273645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5810336128399273645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/5810336128399273645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/04/doua-sfere.html' title='Doua sfere'/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394515651038390070.post-4941082328064459922</id><published>2009-04-22T19:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:19:18.896+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iubire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inceput'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despre Noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amintiri'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ascultam "Maybe tomorrow" si, printre variantele la mate, am inchis pt o clipa ochii si m-am intors in timp in ziua aceea la Tzofenesti unde mi s-a intamplat un miracol. Privind inapoi, ma gandesc cat de copilaroasa, naiva si libera eram. Nu-mi planificam nimic, traiam de pe o zi pe alta, traiam momentele, n-aveam griji pentru ziua de maine, nu-mi pasa. In inconstienta mea eram totusi fericita. O fericire prosteasca, dar atat de banala.&lt;br /&gt;Si-atunci n-am constientizat, dar am asistat cu adevarat la un miracol, o transformare definitiva, ceva care m-a rupt cu totul din lumea in care traiam, din adolescenta nebuna. Mi-am dorit-o. Nu stiam cum, dar imi doream schimbarea. Ea a venit de unde ma asteptam cel mai putin, dar a avut un efect socant.&lt;br /&gt;Astfel de momente critice iti schimba viata pt totdeauna. Daca a fost bine? Negresit ca da, cu toate ca lucrurile s-au petrecut treptat dupa aceea.&lt;br /&gt;Si-acum ma gandeam care a fost ultimul moment critic, cel mai recent. Asta e problema! Deocamdata nu-mi dau seama. Abia dupa ce te departezi de evenimente, le percepi adevaratul impact si intensitatea lor.&lt;br /&gt;Si cu toate ca drumul pe care l-am ales atunci n-a fost unul foarte usor, am mers de-a lungul lui pt ceva timp si inca nu l-am parasit. Am fost o fata cuminte, nu? Am realizat ce mi-am propus atunci demult. Dar uite ca insusi drumul, el m-a schimbat. Si desi stiam ca drumul asta mergea drept inainte pana la final, cu toate pietrele si gropile si praful de pe marginea lui, de departe am zarit o padure. Inca mai am de mers pe drumul asta o vreme. Sa ma-ntorc inapoi, mi-e imposibil; sa ma opresc, n-am cum; sa merg atunci inainte pana ajung in dreptul padurii. Parca se face seara si parca mi-e frig si mi-e dor. As vrea sa simt din nou mana aceea calda alaturi de care am pornit-o la inceput. O scoatem noi cumva la capat.&lt;br /&gt;[pff.. asta a sunat atat de a Iona... nu stiu, am inspiratie in seara asta; mereu cand imi amintesc de zilele acelea perfecte am chef sa scriu frumos; oare ce voi scrie mai tarziu despre zilele de-acum? ... sunt curioasa]  Maybe tomorrow ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3394515651038390070-4941082328064459922?l=alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/feeds/4941082328064459922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3394515651038390070&amp;postID=4941082328064459922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4941082328064459922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394515651038390070/posts/default/4941082328064459922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexy-violet-si-verde.blogspot.com/2009/04/ascultam-maybe-tomorrow-si-printre.html' title=''/><author><name>Alexy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Xl8ZMuaww/SrferFZoLtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dQ6w_cKFVco/S220/6568_124768353944_644983944_2169996_62188_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
