<?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-9036137395182367269</id><updated>2011-12-22T12:31:51.816+02:00</updated><title type='text'>life of a penguin.</title><subtitle type='html'>the past is a train which is not coming back. future is only a hope.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-5371387718624492852</id><published>2011-12-22T12:27:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:31:51.824+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i'm jealous of the angels&lt;br /&gt;'cause they see you everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OaPINq84FQk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OaPINq84FQk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-5371387718624492852?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5371387718624492852/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/5371387718624492852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/5371387718624492852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-8644999029424506222</id><published>2011-08-23T23:14:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:17:47.205+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aKGsGzeW6XQ/TlQKP-NM2UI/AAAAAAAAAGo/18q14RnzB2E/s1600/duo%2Blove%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aKGsGzeW6XQ/TlQKP-NM2UI/AAAAAAAAAGo/18q14RnzB2E/s320/duo%2Blove%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644147502514755906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;ha? where are those times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;nu am chef sa scriu, am doar multe intrebari. si nu inteleg cum pot trai unii oameni cu mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;si ma gandesc la cum era anul trecut pe vremea asta. . atat de bine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-8644999029424506222?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8644999029424506222/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/08/ha-where-are-those-times-nu-am-chef-sa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/8644999029424506222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/8644999029424506222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/08/ha-where-are-those-times-nu-am-chef-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aKGsGzeW6XQ/TlQKP-NM2UI/AAAAAAAAAGo/18q14RnzB2E/s72-c/duo%2Blove%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-6774721688301111764</id><published>2011-04-28T00:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T00:39:41.231+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;graznic. . totul este groaznic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;azi s-a facut un an . . si ne e dor de tine, sa stii! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;iar el. . este.. cumplit, nu exista cuvinte sa pot descrie. . "maxim o luna" . .de parca eu nu as stii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;sper sa il mai prind si maine cand vin de la liceu . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-6774721688301111764?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6774721688301111764/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/graznic.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/6774721688301111764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/6774721688301111764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/graznic.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-2839714466987527336</id><published>2011-04-26T17:21:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T17:24:29.711+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;maxim . . o luna ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; groaznic, niciodata nu am putut suporta gandul sa stii cat mai ai de trait. si mai ales, sa nu poti sa faci nimic.. sa astepti. . sa treaca timpul . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-2839714466987527336?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2839714466987527336/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/maxim.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/2839714466987527336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/2839714466987527336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/maxim.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-3860055335031736618</id><published>2011-04-16T23:01:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:12:50.491+03:00</updated><title type='text'>final</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;si pe celalalt tot el mi l-a luat . . de ce in felul asta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;de ce ne mai nastem? de ce exista boli? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;nimic de facut . timp. speranta. Dumnezeu .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;lui V i se pare mult ca va astepta 16 zile sa dea din nou de carnet. altii ar da orice sa le mai aiba . . de ce e asa ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-3860055335031736618?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3860055335031736618/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/final.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3860055335031736618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3860055335031736618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/final.html' title='final'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-6813350883407578308</id><published>2010-12-25T02:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T02:39:52.372+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Iar a trecut ceva timp de cand nu am mai dat pe aici.. ma plangeam ultima data ca nu am timp de nimic.. ma bucur de TIMP pentru 2 saptamani, cred.. sau aproape doua.. in fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Mi-am luat diploma la turca, in ianuarie continui modulul :D am fost si in Istanbul .. in alte circumstante.. as fi povestit despre aceste doua intamplari cu mai mult entuziasm ..dar a reusit sa ma faca sa nu.mi mai pese nici macar de asta atat de mult.. nu credeam ca va reusi.. cineva.. candva.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Azi a fost trist.. am fost toti acolo ca in fiecare an, in afara de el.. si aveam o senzatie ciudata ..parca asteptam sa apara si el de undeva.. asteptam sa vina, nu stiu.. si toti au tacut cand am spus ca i.ar fi spus lui Lulu daca ar mai fi fost cu noi..  au trecut deja 9 luni.. mi se pare incredibil cum trece ..dar stiu sigur ca, intr.un fel.. a fost si el cu noi. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Iar pe tine.. pe tine TE URASC !! Nu voiam sa o spun fix de Craciun.. nu voiam sa am sentimente de genul fix azi, dar ai reusit sa.mi strici ultimele zile in asa fel incat nu pot sa simt altceva. ultimele 6 luni mai bine zis.. este incredibil cate poti sa.mi faci si cum, tot am nevoie de tine.. dar promit ca nu va mai dura mult timp.. odata cu ianuarie se vor schimba multe.. . . [daca o sa "uit" de ce am spus, o sa intru sa recitesc] . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Vreau sa urez si niste SARBATORI FERICITE tuturor, sa fiti fericiti alaturi de cei dragi..si profitati de ei cat ii aveti aproape.. sa zic si LA MULTI ANI pentru ca sigur nu mai apuc sa intru pana pe 31.. sper sa fie un an mai bun pentru toti. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;eu o sa profit de mini-vacanta asta, ca apoi iar no time decat joia si weekend.ul.. trebuie sa ma refac complet..am nevoie de PUTERE si MOTIVATIE.. si ambele imi lipsesc din plin in ultimul timp..  pana una alta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Astept sa treaca si asta asa cum au trecut toate. . &lt;/span&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/9036137395182367269-6813350883407578308?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6813350883407578308/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/iar-trecut-ceva-timp-de-cand-nu-am-mai.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/6813350883407578308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/6813350883407578308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/iar-trecut-ceva-timp-de-cand-nu-am-mai.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-3775641450462237817</id><published>2010-11-04T23:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T23:37:37.027+02:00</updated><title type='text'>WENN NICHTS MEHR GEHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;nici nu stiu cum sa incep. dupa o zi atat de plina, grea si obositoare n.as fi putut decat sa dorm la ora asta.  dar era necesar sa se mai intample cateva lucruri pe parcurs care sa ma puna pe ganduri. si pt ca tocmai mi s.a spus.. stau si ma gandesc ce m.a facut sa ma schimb? din cauza a ce sau a cui? si cred ca nu e doar o singura cauza.. pur si simplu s.au acumulat atatea lucruri.. atatea dezamagiri si amagiri si minciuni si.. involuntar m.am schimbat. cred ca ma bucura intr.un fel pt ca de multe ori imi impuneam sa ma schimb, sa fiu mai indiferenta si putin mai insensibila, dar niciodata nu reuseam.. sincer sper sa nu fie ceva de moment si sa.mi pastrez CALITATEA asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; nu pot sa cred ca sunt asa pasiva fata de faptul ca o pierd pe X.. si de data asta chiar nu.mi vine sa fac nimic.. cred ca mi.au ajuns toate fazele de genul.. sunt constienta de cate ori trebuie sa mi se intample ceva ca sa ma obisnuiesc si sa vreau sa pun capat.. iar nu pot sa cred ca Y si.a dat seama abia acum, ca s.a intors roata si ca mi.a spus toate acele lucruri. in unele situatii insa, e cam prea tarziu sa realizezi asta. abia cand m.a pierdut si.a dat seama ca ma prefera ca inainte.. pacat.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;nu am timp sa mai acumulez nimic, nu am timp sa mai realizez ce se intampla in jurul meu. se intampla atat de multe intr.o perioada asa scurta, incat pur si simplu creierul meu nu le mai accepta.. nu le mai "vede" cum le vedea inainte. mi.am dat seama si ca mi.am focalizat toata afectiunea si iubirea [termen folosit bine de data asta] asupra lui Z, de care mi.este &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GROAZNIC DE DOR&lt;/span&gt; si ca toti ceilalti din jurul meu ..nu vreau sa spun ca nu mai conteaza.. doar ca ..nici nu stiu, ma lasa rece tot ce mi se intampla si tot ce mi se spune. ar lipsi doar sa ma mai simt vinovata din cauza lui Y si mai rau de atat nu cred ca m.as putea simti. stiu ca a dramatizat cu chestia aia [ imi recunosc vina si eu, am fost mult prea buna la inceput si de aia par asa schimbata acum], dar m.a facut sa.mi amintesc de perioada aia si stie oricum cat de mult inseamna pt mine.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;mai am si chestia aia pe cap si mi.e atat de frica, Doamne.. am mai trecut o data prin asta si normal ar trebui sa fii obisnuit, dar de data asta e si mai grav.. trebuie sa.mi dau seama ca din februarie trebuie sa.mi asum tot ce fac in fata "legii" ? daca pot sa spun asa.. pt ca e ilegal ce am facut si am noroc, ca daca ma descopera.. mai sunt totusi 2 luni din decembrie pana in februarie.. poate era mai bine daca stia macar mama..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;dar daca ajunge cu bine, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;promit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;sa nu mai fac niciodata greseala asta!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;m.as duce sa ma culc, MY BRAIN IS FUCKED UP si sper sa nu sufar vreo "cadere" in urmatoarea perioada.. desi s.au acumulat toate si nici nu stiu la care sa ma gandesc mai intai.. stiu doar ca vreau sa se termine toate cu bine, desi in niciuna din situatii nu pot sa fac nimic.. nimic nu depinde de mine. intotdeauna am urat asta.. si se repeta..si se repeta..si se va repeta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;nu stiu cat mai rezist in stilul asta, stiu ca eu am vrut sa.mi ocup timpul. dar deja nu mai pot.. au trecut cam 2 luni si ma oboseste si fizic si psihic.. e cam greu ca om sa rezisti asa, desi la inceput pare o nimica toata.. am urgent nevoie de o saptamana libera! din toate punctele de vedere.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;AND I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THE FUCK IT HAS TO BE LIKE THIS !!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;[maybe cuz it was written in the stars.. ha ha.. nici putere sau chef sa rad nu mai am]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-3775641450462237817?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3775641450462237817/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/wenn-nichts-mehr-geht.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3775641450462237817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3775641450462237817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/wenn-nichts-mehr-geht.html' title='WENN NICHTS MEHR GEHT'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-6721088638261210128</id><published>2010-09-16T23:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T00:23:20.820+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the way the story ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; it wasn.t the way that we wanted, that i wanted .. "fucked up destino" !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;disappointment is the only thing that hurts now. and when something hurts you, you can learn how to hate. and i.m trying to stop this, cause i really don.t wanna hate you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;" id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt; thought it.s my fault, now i don.t ..&lt;br /&gt;those will remain the best memories anyway. whatever may happens, i.m sure it will stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i.m sure you know how i feel and i knew how you felt too. i don.t know anymore, i don.t know you anymore..  and i fuckin' hate the time. it solves nothing, it just pass .. even so, i hope you remember what i told you about ..about it doesn.t matter. you.ll never read this shit. it.s just my stuff. "romanian stuff" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full moon and fuckin' stars. sunshine and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;" id="result_box" class=""&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;waves. cold and fuckin' security guard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;and the list can go on but i will stop here cause i.m fucked up and i.ll go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;menatrebi, amına kaçtığım!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-6721088638261210128?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-7452506642658267792</id><published>2010-07-04T01:41:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:47:10.576+03:00</updated><title type='text'>end?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;"&gt;i need you in my world !&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/9036137395182367269-7452506642658267792?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7452506642658267792/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/end.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/7452506642658267792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/7452506642658267792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/end.html' title='end?'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-3584714246404103042</id><published>2010-04-28T10:29:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T10:59:02.066+03:00</updated><title type='text'>si s.a dus..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;si a inchis ochii pt totdeauna. si a luat toate amintirile cu el si o parte din noi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;si nici macar nu am apucat sa ii spun..incerc doar sa ma calmez gandindu.ma ca ii e mai bine unde e acum, ca nu mai simte nimic.. dar nu e deloc consolant ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-3584714246404103042?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3584714246404103042/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/si-sa-dus.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3584714246404103042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3584714246404103042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/si-sa-dus.html' title='si s.a dus..'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-3977427863997285672</id><published>2010-04-27T21:11:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:13:12.257+03:00</updated><title type='text'>sfarsitul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;astea sunt ultimele clipe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;in curand nu o sa mai simta durere, tristete, frustrare.. nu o sa mai simta nimic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-3977427863997285672?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-6625889578235144409</id><published>2010-04-25T17:59:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:16:54.251+03:00</updated><title type='text'>nu m.am schimbat, nu te.am uitat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;imi permit sa.l subscriu pe un anonim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;[asta pt ca autorul versurilor este necunoscut]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;e una dintre zilele alea nasoale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; ma gandesc la tine si doar ma doare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;"&gt; nu mi.ai facut nimic, pur si simplu nu esti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;e momentul in care nu ai si iti doresti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-6625889578235144409?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6625889578235144409/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/nu-mam-schimbat-nu-team-uitat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/6625889578235144409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/6625889578235144409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/nu-mam-schimbat-nu-team-uitat.html' title='nu m.am schimbat, nu te.am uitat'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-2998011836514957981</id><published>2010-04-17T01:06:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:46:13.256+03:00</updated><title type='text'>this pain you.ll never know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;vlinders voel ik nu van binnen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;warme vlinders niet meer koel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;dank je voor die mooie vlinder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;dank je voor dat unieke gevoel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;zonder jou valt best te leven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;maar gaat er zeker heel veel mis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;want door jou hebik geleerd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;wat echte liefde ook weer is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;wat ik denk en wat ik voel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;deel ik vaak met iedereen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;maar het mooiste watik voel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;deel ik met jou..metjou alleen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;ok, analizand intre bianca de acum 1 an si 8 luni si bianca de acum.. nu vad nicio diferenta? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;unde sunt progresele pe care credeam ca am reusit sa le fac? s.a dus totul deodata.. si am ajuns iar aici. si totul din ce cauza? sau din a cui cauza? ca nici eu nu mai stiu .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-2998011836514957981?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-9198889574239108170</id><published>2010-04-14T00:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:11:49.296+03:00</updated><title type='text'>continuand haosul..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;era o vorba cu betivul care se duce la culcare cand toti ii spun asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;cand toti iti spun ca esti paranoia, ce ramane de facut? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;absolut toti carora le.am povestit ieri, mi.au spus asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;deja era ceva gen deja vu.. stiam ce va zice si urmatoarea persoana si urmatoarea.. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;desi cred ca am lasat.o balta.. ca de fiecare data, de altfel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;aparent a fost o zi buna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;doar 2 ore la liceu. apoi film bun, companie placuta.. :-??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;inca stau si ma gandesc cum nu te poate suporta cineva din moment ce nu te cunoaste?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;dar in fine, nu ma afecteaza in vreun fel.. cred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;iar m.am rezumat doar la cateva lucruri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;si desi, cand am intrat aveam de gand sa scriu mai multe, m.a lovit somnul :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;güle güle! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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haosul..'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-1848456281344363252</id><published>2010-03-28T23:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:20:48.508+03:00</updated><title type='text'>privind viata prin alti ochi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;mai exact prin ochii unui om care asteapta ..sa moara?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;a 2a persoana care va "pleca" din aceeasi cauza. cat de nedrept poate fi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-1848456281344363252?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1848456281344363252/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/privind-viata-prin-alti-ochi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/1848456281344363252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/1848456281344363252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/privind-viata-prin-alti-ochi.html' title='privind viata prin alti ochi'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-307110083578781308</id><published>2010-03-23T23:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:54:30.083+02:00</updated><title type='text'>never ending pain, quickly ending life .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;am inceput sa nu mai cred ca "va veni si randul meu". adica.. pana cand totusi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;eu nu mai accept daca va fi nevoie de alta operatie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;sa se intample ce.o fi, nu ma mai operez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vreau la mare, vreau sa fie vara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;vreau in turcia pe un sezlong. sa stau si sa ma uit toata ziua la mare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ca si cum n.ar mai fi timp. ca si cum nu m.as grabi sa traiesc. ca si cum as fi doar eu si marea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;am mancat pepene rosu si capsuni. si culmea, ambele au fost ale naibii de dulci. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;simteam vara cum imi curge prin vene. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;nu mai suport vremea asta, nu mai vreau nici ploaie, nici ninsoare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;vreau soareee ! si totusi nu vreau vara.. o sa.mi fie al naibii de dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;vreau aparatul ala genial, vreau sa vina weekend.ul, vreau sa se simta bine ca sa pot sa.l vad duminica. macar pt ultima data, nu cred ca de Paste va mai fi in viata.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;urasc bolile, urasc felul in care te aduce o boala. cum te seaca pur si simplu pe dinauntru si te face sa arati cum nu ti.ai dori vreodata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;zilele de atunci au trecut al naibii de greu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;si totusi au trecut 575 de zile. s.au schimbat multe si nu prea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;sentimentul e acelasi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;trebuie sa termin proiectul la franceza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;singura like always.. suntem o echipa, domne. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;am luat 4 la psiho. eu aia care vreau la psihologie. eu aia care.. ce mai conteaza. am reusit performanta. pupa.m.as !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ma duc sa ma culc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;observ ca am ajuns la un singur post pe luna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;cred ca o sa inchid si blog.ul asta.&lt;br /&gt;cum am zis si in primul post, niciodata nu ma tin de ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ps. imi ador bling-bling.ul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451946842107910210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/S6k0xGonmEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3bWuEM5Y1nw/s320/DSC08921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-307110083578781308?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/307110083578781308/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/never-ending-pain-quickly-ending-life.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/307110083578781308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/307110083578781308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/never-ending-pain-quickly-ending-life.html' title='never ending pain, quickly ending life .'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/S6k0xGonmEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3bWuEM5Y1nw/s72-c/DSC08921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-3024460267739462757</id><published>2010-02-21T01:22:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T01:42:09.028+02:00</updated><title type='text'>banal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ce stareeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;stiu ca nu o sa.mi treaca pana nu o sa vb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ma obsedeaza, nu ma pot concentra la nimic altceva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;incerc sa mai citesc din cartea de la motanash ca sa nu ma mai gandesc, dar degeaba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;mai am si cutia goala de la energizantul tocmai terminat pe care scrie in olandeza si evideeeent, "product of holland" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;si ma mai mir de ce nu am somn..am baut 2 energizante azi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[asta asa ca sa nu zic ca n.am mai scris]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;sentimentul asta de nu.i-spun-numele se accentueaza pe zi ce trece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-3024460267739462757?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3024460267739462757/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/02/banal.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3024460267739462757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3024460267739462757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/02/banal.html' title='banal'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-4816177519404505741</id><published>2009-12-29T01:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:03:01.455+02:00</updated><title type='text'>super..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;a 5ea persoana. deja m.am obisnuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;zi de tot kktu'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;au venit una dupa alta, una dupa alta..pana cand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;mai cedeaza omu' .. :)) : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;faza cu melodiile a pus capac.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ma duc..ce noapte ma asteapta.  :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ironic bineinteles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-4816177519404505741?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4816177519404505741/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/super.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/4816177519404505741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/4816177519404505741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/super.html' title='super..'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-6870138006790552014</id><published>2009-12-28T03:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T03:10:10.010+02:00</updated><title type='text'>484 days without..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok..fix un an. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si inca sta nedesfacut..si ascuns.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un an de.atunci si 484 zile de la ultima privire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doar in amintiri ce mai exista..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-6870138006790552014?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6870138006790552014/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/484-days-without.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/6870138006790552014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399230420452041458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/Su3rdgeG4vI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0_kEeYmzAPI/s320/this%2520is%2520it_pos_bg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;nu exista cuvinte sa il descriu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;am avut pielea zbarlita mai tot timpul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;il super-urasc pe doctorul ala nenorocit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;e revoltator ce a facut si orice i.ar face acum nu.l mai aduce pe el inapoi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;degeaba zis ei ca oricum mai traia putin si fara doza aia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;era atat de plin de viata, incat n.ar fi murit el in cateva zile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;"with love, L-O-V-E " ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;iar partea cu "earth song" si fetita aia.. a fost mai mult decat geniala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;si "thriller" varianta 3D.. foarte reusita. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;nu cred ca o sa incetez vreodata sa.i regret moartea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;lumea a pierdut un geniu.. un om prea bun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;acum ma duc la tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66cccc;"&gt;"God bless you! "&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/9036137395182367269-1390200737638553450?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1390200737638553450/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/f-b-u-l-o-u-s.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/1390200737638553450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/1390200737638553450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/f-b-u-l-o-u-s.html' title='F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S !!'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/Su3rdgeG4vI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0_kEeYmzAPI/s72-c/this%2520is%2520it_pos_bg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-7356933678788128946</id><published>2009-10-26T23:03:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:05:35.097+02:00</updated><title type='text'>421 days without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;si totusi, parca a fost ieri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;sa mai zici ca nu trece repede timpul.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;dupa tot ce a fost azi am o senzatie tare nasoala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;si mi.e frica.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;acum la duc la "fist of zen", byeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66cccc;"&gt;nu am timp, niciodata nu am timp sa scriu lucrurile importante. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-7356933678788128946?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7356933678788128946/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/421-days-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/7356933678788128946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/7356933678788128946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/421-days-without-you.html' title='421 days without you.'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-4672491535513935171</id><published>2009-10-01T23:26:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:47:25.462+03:00</updated><title type='text'>38,7 grade celsius.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;dupa ziua asta foaaarte naspa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;macar acum ma simt mai bine, amuzandu.ma singura in camera =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kaan Başkan&lt;/span&gt; 01 October at 22:35&lt;br /&gt;next summer you will be Turkey.Would you like to come with me to Marmaris?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bianca Bella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;01 October at 22:36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;it's long time until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kaan Başkan&lt;/span&gt; 01 October at 22:38&lt;br /&gt;hım ı have a house in there and ı'd like to be with you .ı think we will have a great times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;cum sa zici asa ceva? :)) nu e logic ca isi poate pune pofa in cui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;sau altul :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chris Ray&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;01 October at 16:54&lt;br /&gt;Helloooooo from Turkey =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I've a terrible heart rythm problem since i ve seen your photos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Baby Im too young for die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Do you know which medicine makes me well? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bianca Bella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;01 October at 22:16&lt;br /&gt;you're too young to die, but i don't know any medicine, i'm not a doctor :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chris Ray&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;01 October at 23:12&lt;br /&gt;What an helpful angel you are =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And your pics baby... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I am lookng again and again. it is my 96853987 times :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;u r really cute and sexy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I am impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;vaiii tu =)) ce texte are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;lasand asta la o parte, am zeci de intrebari fara raspunsuri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;si degeaba ma tooot gandesc pt ca nu am cum sa aflu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;sunt doar niste presupuneri, nu am cum sa stiu ceva concret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;de ce il vad cum vreau si nu cum e? pt ca psihicul meu asa il percepe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;intrebarea asta avea raspuns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;dar la restul cine mi le daaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;si imi bat capul degeaba, ceea ce ma face nefericita, cum ar spune profa de psiho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;so gata, e timpul sa incetez cu aberatiile, i'm leaving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ma duc sa.mi pun termometrul sa vad cat am febra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;app de termometru , mi.am amintit de proful de fizica: cu ce se masoara temperatura?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;eu: cu termometrul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;el: si ce e termometrul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;eu: instrumentul de masurare a temperaturii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;gataaa, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ciao-ciao, bye-bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;asta pt ca iar mi.e dor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-4672491535513935171?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4672491535513935171/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/dupa-ziua-asta-foaaarte-naspa-macar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/4672491535513935171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/4672491535513935171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/dupa-ziua-asta-foaaarte-naspa-macar.html' title='38,7 grade celsius.'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-2353969508307336449</id><published>2009-09-20T01:16:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T01:21:37.518+03:00</updated><title type='text'>sa nu.mi mai pese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;oare eu gresesc pt ca ii consider prieteni sau ei ca se considera prietenii mei? ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-2353969508307336449?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2353969508307336449/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/sa-numi-mai-pese.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/2353969508307336449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/2353969508307336449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/sa-numi-mai-pese.html' title='sa nu.mi mai pese'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-3890059422547417509</id><published>2009-09-08T22:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:32:58.334+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am gasit chestionarul la deniiiiiisa si pt ca ma plictisesc am sa.l fac si eu. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Luati cartea cea mai la îndemâna, deschideti la pagina 18 si scrieti aici al patrulea rând:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"o solitudine arida, o solitudine aproape solara, fiindca totul fusese ars"".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Fara sa verificati cât e ora?zece si'un sfert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22:30.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Verificati!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22:11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Cum sunteti îmbracat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pijamale.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Înainte de a raspunde la acest chestionar, la ce va uitati?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;pe hi5.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Ce zgomot auziti în afara celui al calculatorului?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;muzica. momentan "serdar ortaç - dansöz".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Când ati iesit ultima data si ce ati facut cu ocazia respectiva?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;azi, am pierdut timpul pe afara, am jucat table..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Ce ati visat ieri noapte?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ca aveam veverite in balcon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Când ati râs ultima data?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;aci, acum vreo 2 ore..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Ce aveti pe peretii încaperii unde sunteti?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;darts. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;11. Daca ati deveni multimilionar peste noapte, care ar fi primul lucru pe care l-ati cumpara?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;apartamentul ala din turcia. [care oricum va fi al meu :x ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Care este ultimul film pe care l-ati vazut?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;the proposal.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Ati vazut ceva neobisnuit azi?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;nu.mi amintesc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Ce parere aveti despre acest chestionar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma cam plictiseste :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Spuneti-ne ceva ce nu stim înca?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am neeervi ;;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Care ar fi prenumele copilului dvs. daca ar fi vorba de o fetita?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;cred ca Didem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Si daca ar fi vorba de un baiat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;posibil Özmen sau Barşar. [al doilea nu cred ca exista, dar imi place]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. V-ati gândit deja sa locuiti în strainatate?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de pe la 12 ani :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Ce ati dori ca Dumnezeu sa va spuna când intrati pe portile Raiului?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;prefer sa nu raspund.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;20. Daca ati putea schimba ceva în lume (în afara de politica), ce ati schimba?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ar disparea bolile si as schimba mentalitatea oamenilor, in special a romanilor. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Va place sa dansati?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pana vara asta, uram sa dansez. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. George Bush?inafara faptului ca a fost candva presedintele Americii..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;era un miniclip cu el.. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Care a fost ultima chestie pe care ati vazut-o la televizor?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ca se va scoate viza pt turcia in maxim 3 luni :)))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Care sunt cele 4 persoane care ar trebui sa preia acest chestionar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cine vrea, nu stiu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acum ma duc la "clona". mersiiii, denisa. &gt;:D&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-3890059422547417509?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3890059422547417509/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/am-gasit-chestionarul-la-deniiiiiisa-si.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3890059422547417509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3890059422547417509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/am-gasit-chestionarul-la-deniiiiiisa-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-4967947110287498696</id><published>2009-07-12T23:35:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:50:35.899+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ak-ka</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;oricate randuri as scrie, nu ar cuprinde tot ce vreau sa zic despre saptamana care tocmai a trecut. cea mai frumoasa, cea mai ..geniala, abi. :)) .. :-&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SlpKOSclHhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OKY8j6vIOYM/s1600-h/DSC07340.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357676316040961554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SlpKOSclHhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OKY8j6vIOYM/s320/DSC07340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;You, do you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Like I remember you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Do you spend your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Going back in your mind to that time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;You'll always be in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Even if I'm not in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Because you're in my memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;You, will you remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;SAO İÇİN KERE!!!&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/9036137395182367269-4967947110287498696?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4967947110287498696/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/ak-ka.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/4967947110287498696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/4967947110287498696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/ak-ka.html' title='ak-ka'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SlpKOSclHhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OKY8j6vIOYM/s72-c/DSC07340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-3979916252216506078</id><published>2009-07-01T14:46:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:29:31.527+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;This the type of song that make the angels cry,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I look up in the sky and i wonder why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Why you had to go, go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I know its better on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;You were chosen from the start&lt;br /&gt;Never gon’ let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SktQDs9TFUI/AAAAAAAAADw/zR34Sk-GfEI/s1600-h/Michael-Jackson-Tribute-song.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353460606598059330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SktQDs9TFUI/AAAAAAAAADw/zR34Sk-GfEI/s320/Michael-Jackson-Tribute-song.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;still cannot believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;when i listen songs like "heal the world" and "earth song" i have a feeling like he's alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i was born with him, i grew up with him, i was feel like i knew him of always...and like he's immortal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i know it was not a natural death. i hope someone will pay for your death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;you'll always be in my heart...&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/9036137395182367269-3979916252216506078?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3979916252216506078/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-type-of-song-that-make-angels-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3979916252216506078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3979916252216506078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-type-of-song-that-make-angels-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SktQDs9TFUI/AAAAAAAAADw/zR34Sk-GfEI/s72-c/Michael-Jackson-Tribute-song.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-8799631821958598315</id><published>2009-06-27T00:21:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:43:18.020+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a facut istorie.nimic mai mult de spus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SkU95HuIlXI/AAAAAAAAADo/LtB5xfSVMF4/s1600-h/michael-jackson3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351751783734089074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SkU95HuIlXI/AAAAAAAAADo/LtB5xfSVMF4/s320/michael-jackson3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;REST IN PEACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="conversationItem  contactSent YID_verdi remus" senderid="verdi remus"&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/9036137395182367269-8799631821958598315?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8799631821958598315/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/facut-istorie.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/8799631821958598315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/8799631821958598315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/facut-istorie.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SkU95HuIlXI/AAAAAAAAADo/LtB5xfSVMF4/s72-c/michael-jackson3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-9139885479894701398</id><published>2009-06-11T16:51:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:10:43.199+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Kader senin elinden cektigim dertlerimden,&lt;br /&gt;Kurtulmanin yolunu, bulamadim sonunu.&lt;br /&gt;Seni unutmasini, sensiz yasamasini&lt;br /&gt;Ögrendim aska dair yanip tutusmasini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Beni Unut;&lt;br /&gt;Düsme sakin pesime&lt;br /&gt;Beni Unut;&lt;br /&gt;Gülme sakin halime, bir daha aglamak yok,&lt;br /&gt;kadere yalvarmak yok, YOK!&lt;br /&gt;Elimi kolumu gözümü bagladin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Kader senin elinden cektigim dertlerimden,&lt;br /&gt;Kurtulmanin yolunu, bulamadim sonunu.&lt;br /&gt;Seni unutmasini, sensiz yasamasini&lt;br /&gt;Ögrendim aska dair yanip tutusmasini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Beni Unut;&lt;br /&gt;Düsme sakin pesime&lt;br /&gt;Beni Unut;&lt;br /&gt;Gülme sakin halime, bir daha aglamak yok,&lt;br /&gt;kadere yalvarmak yok, YOK!&lt;br /&gt;Elimi kolumu gözümü bagladin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SjEOvmEB_6I/AAAAAAAAADY/CEleRQZfKzw/s1600-h/DSC06710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346070443499585442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SjEOvmEB_6I/AAAAAAAAADY/CEleRQZfKzw/s320/DSC06710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;iar imi lipseste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-9139885479894701398?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9139885479894701398/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/kader-senin-elinden-cektigim.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/9139885479894701398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/9139885479894701398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/kader-senin-elinden-cektigim.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SjEOvmEB_6I/AAAAAAAAADY/CEleRQZfKzw/s72-c/DSC06710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-3011223366073237203</id><published>2009-06-04T09:51:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:01:12.985+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inima imi bate din ce in ce mai tare, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunt gata sa imi calc trecutul in picioare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-3011223366073237203?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3011223366073237203/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/inima-imi-bate-din-ce-in-ce-mai-tare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3011223366073237203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/3011223366073237203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/inima-imi-bate-din-ce-in-ce-mai-tare.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-7323051336107249663</id><published>2009-05-25T21:14:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:40:26.049+03:00</updated><title type='text'>resemnare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;dar ce rost mai areeeeeee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;mi-am facut.o cu mana mea..nu? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;dar de unde era sa stiu ca tot eu voi avea de suferit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;de unde era sa stiu ca cineva va avea de suferit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;romanie de cacat cu oameni de tot cacatul care nu stiu decat sa fure si sa minta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;daca te gandesti normal..ce legatura ar avea asta cu.. ? uite ca are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;am facut exact ce nu am voie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;azi am mancat cartofi prajiti :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si tocmai am mancat juma' de ciocolata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;oricum niciodata nu mori cand vrei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;citat din lama's grup: niciodata nu te calca masina cand vrei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;grup de care app, mi-e foaaaaaaarte dor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;abia astept sa ma intorc la liceu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;si sper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sa ma intorc neschimbata :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;cine stie, intelege la ce ma refer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;si vreau sa ma duc luni, pe 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;trebuie sa ma duc luni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;uneori beau sa uit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;da'-mi amintesc mai tare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;n-ai dat semne de viata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ai dat semne de-ntrebare.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;nuuuuuu! nu e vb de tine acum! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;nu ai nicio vina de data asta..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-7323051336107249663?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7323051336107249663/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/resemnare.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/7323051336107249663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/7323051336107249663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/resemnare.html' title='resemnare?'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-1698305379619296051</id><published>2009-05-05T23:00:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:07:29.481+03:00</updated><title type='text'>living in a lie. :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bineinteles ca, de fericirea aia de care spuneam mai jos.. nu voi avea parte.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;evident, stiam asta..dar sa aflu in modul ala.. ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chiar merit? nu, de fapt e invers.. nu a meritat nimic din ce am facut eu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si din ce urma sa fac..deci..chiar nu pot crede. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nu mai am replici, idei, ganduri..sperante.. :\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eu pt alea cateva minute sau cat ar fi durat traiam.. :\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acum ma simt parca..nu stiu.. nu mai am niciun .. :\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am febra si mi-e foarte frig.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nu am mancat si nu am putut bea sucul ala natural de care aveam atata pofta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am aruncat mancarea si am varsat sucul.. :\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nu am cheffff de nimic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma simt cum speram sa nu ma simt. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ma duc acum. mornin'. da, 'mornin'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-1698305379619296051?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1698305379619296051/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/living-in-lie.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/1698305379619296051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/1698305379619296051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/living-in-lie.html' title='living in a lie. :&gt;'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-7145432165398516433</id><published>2009-04-14T00:29:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:31:32.342+03:00</updated><title type='text'>unbelievable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;nu pot sa cred ce tocmai s-a intamplat.&lt;br /&gt;abia m-am oprit din tremurat si am incetat sa mai plang.&lt;br /&gt;am inca mainile inghetate..si de frig si de "frica" care mi-a fost.&lt;br /&gt;este pur si simplu de necrezut..&lt;br /&gt;sunt si socata si fericita si trista in acelasi timp.&lt;br /&gt;este prima data cand se imbina starile astea in mine..este..&lt;br /&gt;ma simt bine, dar urasc destinul, daca il pot numi asa.&lt;br /&gt;cred ca o sa ma rog toata saptamana pt ce imi va spune,&lt;br /&gt;ar fi..inexplicabil, nu pot spune in cuvinte cum m-as simti daca s-ar intampla.&lt;br /&gt;dupa aproape un an sa.. dar ma si gandesc asa..&lt;br /&gt;oare merit fericirea aia de cateva ore?&lt;br /&gt;sau poate gandesc prea "dur" si o merit din plin. in fond sunt doar un copil nu, ce pacate asa mari pot avea.. ? din perspectiva unora.&lt;br /&gt;oricum ar fi..tot eu voi avea de suferit.&lt;br /&gt;fie ca se intampla, fie ca nu.&lt;br /&gt;1 715. 63 de kilometrii nenorociti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SeOvEeq3I4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/5-FsOmwktZ0/s1600-h/DSC06760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324291675969233794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SeOvEeq3I4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/5-FsOmwktZ0/s320/DSC06760.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-7145432165398516433?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7145432165398516433/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/unbelievable.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-5651270033782891795</id><published>2009-03-22T19:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:33:52.791+02:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Nici la "Titanic" nu am plâns, cum am plâns aseară la "Me&amp;amp;Marley", care aparent este o comedie. De fapt, dacă nu ai câine, nu ai cum să înţelegi. Era linişte în sală şi se auzeau hohotele mele. Mi-era ruşine, dar nu mă puteam opriiii. Era un copilaş cu măsa lângă mine, care se uita nedumerit şi o tot întreba "de ce plânge fetiţa  asta?" :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Putea să se întâmple orice oricui..dacă ajung la animale, mai ales la câinii..mă lovesc profund.  : Şi da..dacă nu ai câine, nu ai cum să înţelegi! Întrerup asta pt că mă duc la masă, tchuss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-5651270033782891795?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5651270033782891795/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/5651270033782891795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/5651270033782891795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-8591876048832469710</id><published>2009-03-18T23:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:54:04.601+02:00</updated><title type='text'>people = shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deeeci, a fost o zi de căcat. sunt pregătită sufleteşte de 3.ul de mâine de la geografie. :)) dar nu sunt pregătită de ce o să-mi facă profaaaa. mai ales că am inventat termeni pe acolo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;revenind..de mică am mers pe vorba aia "ce ţie nu-ţi place altuia nu-i face" şi mereu am încercat să tratez oamenii cum aş vrea să mă trateze şi ei. daaar ce rost are dacă sunt singura care gândeşte aşa? eu sunt bună că sunt pt toţi acolo când au nevoie de sfaturi, nu? dar eu, cum am nevoie de o părere ceva, cum dispar toţi. frumos aşa, frate..îmi place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;şi parcă nu era de ajuns, nici nu intru bine pe uşă, că mă cert cu amândoi..ca să fie tacâmul complet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;este de căcaaat, dar oricum ar fi nu mai cedez. eu abia îmi cer scuze şi când e vina mea, dar acum..ha! pot să-mi pun ambiţia aşa mult timp de acum încolo. să se răcească de tot relaţia.."biencutza" s-a cam sictirit de fazele astea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/ScFrp6rNPzI/AAAAAAAAADA/GUBDaE6teLc/s1600-h/people%3Dshit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314647403143184178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/ScFrp6rNPzI/AAAAAAAAADA/GUBDaE6teLc/s320/people%3Dshit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;în fine, sper că tu te descurci şi nu treci prin ce trec eu,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;poate într-o zi, îţi vei aminti de numele meu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/ScFrp6rNPzI/AAAAAAAAADA/GUBDaE6teLc/s1600-h/people%3Dshit.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-8591876048832469710?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8591876048832469710/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/8591876048832469710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/8591876048832469710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-shit.html' title='people = shit'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/ScFrp6rNPzI/AAAAAAAAADA/GUBDaE6teLc/s72-c/people%3Dshit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-9152802364897929440</id><published>2009-03-15T13:15:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:34:24.402+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be ok..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;sper să nu se aleagă praful de tabara.din septembrie visez la ea.din august speram să existe.ar fi chiar..în fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;peste juma' de oră o să plec. cu rolele,wow.nu m-am mai plimbat de ani întregi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i finally can say i succed to escape! după 8 luni..şi n-am scăpat de tot..m-a ajutat ăla fără ştirea lui.ratat! cum spuneam..nu am noroc deloc.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;mâine dau test din toată materia la bio, că am chiulit ora trecută şi eu nici nu am deschis caietul, nici nu am lecţiile.mă roooog, n-am niciun stres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;dar ştiu că într-o zi va fi iar in faţa mea..chiar dacă nu pe acest pământ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/Sbzm3awOgoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BczTp9dPwTU/s1600-h/amsterdam.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313375500139135618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/Sbzm3awOgoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BczTp9dPwTU/s320/amsterdam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;încă sper..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-9152802364897929440?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9152802364897929440/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-be-ok.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/9152802364897929440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/9152802364897929440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-be-ok.html' title='i&apos;ll be ok..'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/Sbzm3awOgoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BczTp9dPwTU/s72-c/amsterdam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-1266271496108412285</id><published>2009-02-27T22:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:33:40.540+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;au fost nişte zile cât de cât mai bune.aseară am vorbit.nu puteam,ieri nu l-am urât.în fine..azi a ieşit bine, deşi eram sigură că voi uita versurile..iuli credea ca a fost playback că cica a sunat la fel. wow..compliment? :)) şi uite că a ajuns să-mi placă liceul ăsta..ieri aş fi scris altfel asta, ieri i-aş fi urat totul, ieri eram euforica.adică aseară. 2 ateliere?de când am devenit atât de..silitoare? :)) cineva ar fi fost mândru..păcat că a plecat când aveam 3 ani.eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;goodbye, my almost lover,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;goodbye, my hopeless dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i'm trying not to think about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;can't you just let me be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ba da, acum da! güle güle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;un nou început, jur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-1266271496108412285?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1266271496108412285/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/pa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/1266271496108412285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/1266271496108412285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/pa.html' title='pa..'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-8921841268688075380</id><published>2009-02-18T22:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:03:50.413+02:00</updated><title type='text'>living in a world without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;titlul?! şi pt că mi-am amintit de "the rasmus", dar şi pt că m-a cuprins iar dorul.ok, imi trecuse, dar acum mi-am dat seama că nu pot accepta în totalitate ideea de a nu mai vedea pe cineva niciodată.am găsit şi clipuleţul ăla, unde,Doamnee,e atât de copil.era tot ceea ce aveam nevoie ca să ajung iar în starea asta.am terminat şi "maitreyi" azi..are nişte pasaje parcă scrise special pt mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and look who's alone now.mi-ar plăcea să mă bucure asta şi să mă simt satisfăcută,dar mă face şi mai mult să urăsc distanţa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nu vreau să mă întorc la liceu iar.m-am obişnuit să stau numai în pat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;şi mai sunt doar 8 zile.ce frumos,dar ce păcat.acum 3 luni vedeam ziua de 26 feb. cu alţi ochi..în fineeeee, nici fluturii nu mai au stomac în care să zboareeee. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;banal.tipic mie.iyi geceler.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZyDt_I4aVI/AAAAAAAAACg/NXLrTBWxNks/s1600-h/marmaris____by_hazelbaskoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304259287201638738" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZyDt_I4aVI/AAAAAAAAACg/NXLrTBWxNks/s320/marmaris____by_hazelbaskoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i still feel your hand in mine.&lt;/em&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/9036137395182367269-8921841268688075380?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8921841268688075380/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/living-in-world-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/8921841268688075380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/8921841268688075380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/living-in-world-without-you.html' title='living in a world without you.'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZyDt_I4aVI/AAAAAAAAACg/NXLrTBWxNks/s72-c/marmaris____by_hazelbaskoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-2671762979886677611</id><published>2009-02-15T09:01:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:53:53.902+02:00</updated><title type='text'>getting older..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mă stiiiiing, îmi plesneşte capul, sunt ameţita întruna, am febră musculară de la cât am tuşit, am ochiii roşii (?), urechile înfundate, cred că şi febră pt că mor de caaaald, dar cum e ziua mea, nici măcar răceala nu trebuie să mi-o strice..i think. Hihi, tocmai a intrat tata, ce drăguţ a fost. Ce urare originală: "blah-blah-blah...să mă asculţi...blah-blah-blah". Şiii de cine mi-am amintit din caza acestui "blah blah blah"? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfB_r9CTYI/AAAAAAAAABY/PSX_72Ezx6Q/s1600-h/108.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Logic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfEJfigFCI/AAAAAAAAACA/mHJtdtKY5bw/s1600-h/mad0254.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302922753616122914" style="WIDTH: 20px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 21px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfEJfigFCI/AAAAAAAAACA/mHJtdtKY5bw/s320/mad0254.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Nici măcar aaaaazi. De fapt..asta e faza naşpa, cum că de când mi-a venit cadoul înapoi am reuşit să "scap", iar acum am ridicat iar tabloul pe birou. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AZI NU POT SĂ TE URĂSC!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ce frumos ar fi fost să..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfDWD6lFMI/AAAAAAAAABw/FlHtwyjYjPA/s1600-h/9.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302921870027592898" style="WIDTH: 20px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 20px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfDWD6lFMI/AAAAAAAAABw/FlHtwyjYjPA/s320/9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; gata, mă opresc!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Şi touşi..mai este timp până diseară, dar wake uuup, nu o să o facă. Şi poate e mai bine pt că m-ar face să uit faza aia. Am iertat, dar nu am uitat. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302921321899480338" style="WIDTH: 18px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 18px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfC2J-p1RI/AAAAAAAAABg/_b3AWy8FfYQ/s320/17.gif" border="0" /&gt; Văd că s-a încălzit afară. Ţi-am promiiiis asta, Ana! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfEuQIFhcI/AAAAAAAAACI/fMRc6eT0N4Q/s1600-h/evilgrin0037.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302923385133958594" style="WIDTH: 18px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 23px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfEuQIFhcI/AAAAAAAAACI/fMRc6eT0N4Q/s320/evilgrin0037.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Nu am citit nicio pagină din "Maitreyi" în weekend-ul ăsta, nu am făcut nimic pt scoală, asta e. Am febră din ce în ce mai mare, ard. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfFtjkIBbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ss7W2iPF5f8/s1600-h/indifferent0014.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302924472683595186" style="WIDTH: 18px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 18px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfFtjkIBbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ss7W2iPF5f8/s320/indifferent0014.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Iar ei au plecaaat. Mă rooog, sper să fie fun azi şi..şi atât, nu mai zic ce aş vrea..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfJctBXZ7I/AAAAAAAAACY/I9i_Qfvam50/s1600-h/DSC06434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302928581210892210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfJctBXZ7I/AAAAAAAAACY/I9i_Qfvam50/s320/DSC06434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-2671762979886677611?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2671762979886677611/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-older.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/2671762979886677611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/2671762979886677611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-older.html' title='getting older..'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZfEJfigFCI/AAAAAAAAACA/mHJtdtKY5bw/s72-c/mad0254.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-7209128673960069281</id><published>2009-02-10T00:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:44:55.518+02:00</updated><title type='text'>lumea peste care acum cad ploi de amintiri.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZCxyy0_txI/AAAAAAAAABI/eWOBYmAg_oM/s1600-h/97086jbnhgnaasn.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300932247610701586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZCxyy0_txI/AAAAAAAAABI/eWOBYmAg_oM/s320/97086jbnhgnaasn.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; pana mea, e naşpa tot..mi-e atât de dor. deşi nu o chem, vine în fiecare an să-mi amintească că îmbătrânesc şi chiar dacă e ziua mea..nu reuşesc să fiu fericită pe toată durata zilei, în fine. mi-e dor de generală, de proful de tehno şi de "dinuleaso!", mi-e dor de diriga şi de "domnişoara dinu, să mă sune mama diseară", mi-e dor de profa de francă şi de "gaaaaiţo!", mi+e dor de femeia de servici şi de "eloooo!", mi-e dor de shorty şi de troncotă şi de doamna surmei.de perioada când eram operată şi am stat în spital,strange. mi-e dor de tataie şi cum mă uitam în fiecare seară la cea mai strălucitoare stea şi credeam că aolo e el. mi-e dor de mentalitatea mea de atunci. mi-e dor să mă joc cărţi cu mamaie în fiecare seară. mi-e dor să dorm cu alberto la mamaie şi să facem "năzdrăvănii". mi-e dor să cred că lumea e perfectă şi să fiu naivă şi uşor influenţabilă. mi-e dor de weekend-urile de la jilava şi de jocurile mele cu iuli "de-a telenovelele". mi-e dor de rummy cu alexa din hârtiuţe. mi-e dor de obsesia tokio hotel, când nimeni nu ştia nimic. mi-e dor de puii lui jessy. mi-e dor de serile din josan. mi-e dor să umplu strada de cretă cu sorina. mi-e dor de "v-aţi ascunselea", mi-e dor de vali. mi-e dor învăţătoare şi de doamna tică. mi-e dor de prieteni pierduţi. mi-e dor de telenovelele mele din copilărie. mi-e dor să îi spun mamei că "linia mică e la 5 şi linia mare la 12". mi-e dor de "palatulu" pe care încă îl mai am. mi-e dor de fericirea mea când venea caro în vacanţe la mine. mi-e dor de jocurile pe televizor. mi-e dor de ozzie, de ce s-a întâmplat, de piscină, de spectacole, de discotecă, de acel "bianca" stâlcit, de cum era acolo, de speranţele mele în zadar, de cum se ascundea de tata, de rugăminţile lui, de datul pe tobogan de mână, de gheată, de paraşută, de beţia lui emrat, de absolut tot ce s-a întamplat.chiar dacă m-a minţit într-un mod atât de josnic, nu pot uita momentele alea. mi-e dor să pot să nu-mi mai fie dor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-7209128673960069281?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7209128673960069281/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/lumea-peste-care-acum-cad-ploi-de_10.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/7209128673960069281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/7209128673960069281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/lumea-peste-care-acum-cad-ploi-de_10.html' title='lumea peste care acum cad ploi de amintiri.'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/SZCxyy0_txI/AAAAAAAAABI/eWOBYmAg_oM/s72-c/97086jbnhgnaasn.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036137395182367269.post-6095810957118095278</id><published>2009-02-08T01:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:19:52.332+02:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;De asta urăsc eu vacanţele scurte. Pentru că mă obişnuiesc să mă culc târziu, iar dimineaţa mi-e extrem de greu.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Am văzut şi eu azi "Twilight" şi mi se pare un film..normal, nu înţeleg ce-i cu toată nebunia asta. În fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Şi bineînţeleeees, nu am citit nimic, iar în semestrul ăsta nu mai scap. Oricum diriga m-a urât din prima zi. Nici măcar "Maitreyi" sau "Cartea nunţii" sau "Moromeţii vol II" sau.. something, anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nu am chef să mă întorc la liceu, nu am chef de mulţi din liceul ăla. Vreau vacanţa de vară mai repede! We'll gonna rock! Muhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Post idiot, la o oră târzie, într-un moment în care nu pot adormi deloc. Nici nu ştiu de ce mi-am deschis iar un blog, din moment ce de primul nu m-am ocupat..nici nu mai ştiu adresa. Şi în plus.. am jurnalul ăla online, în fineee. Beni ilgilendirmez, iyi geceler!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9036137395182367269-6095810957118095278?l=biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6095810957118095278/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/6095810957118095278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9036137395182367269/posts/default/6095810957118095278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://biancaaaaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/insomnia.html' title='insomnia.'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03343715104752741621</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNS6hw6Smkk/TGSRklaIO8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/5FIO2zbmtIc/S220/DSC03053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
