<?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-7850159940548367803</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:20:00.802-08:00</updated><category term='M'/><title type='text'>Child In Time ...</title><subtitle type='html'>Ii povestesc Lui Dumnezeu planurile mele iar El zambeste ....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6002447607372534224</id><published>2012-02-15T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T02:46:54.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Draga Victor,</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-XZOlHtzv_U?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De asta am eu nevoie din partea ta, da sigur osa zicica este doar un film si ca e vb de fetele gilrmore care sunt siropoase  etc etc ...dar asta vreau!&lt;br /&gt; Mai tii minte cand m-am suparat pe tine ca te-ai enervat cand ti-am povestit cum m-am certat cu olteanu ala de la servici ei bine cam asa as fi vrut eus areactionezi!Si nue vorba ca m-ai dezamagit intr-un fel sau cevad e genu asat doar ca...de asta am eu nevoie!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-6002447607372534224?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/6002447607372534224/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=6002447607372534224' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6002447607372534224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6002447607372534224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2012/02/draga-victor.html' title='Draga Victor,'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-XZOlHtzv_U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4276423321238850498</id><published>2012-02-09T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T14:12:48.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NICIODATA NU MA VOI SCHIMBA !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Ti&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;mpul trece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Ma lasa rece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Pe dinauntru am ramas la fel, ieieie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Timpul trece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Da! Ma lasa rece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;De nu stiu cate primaveri, ieieie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Paru-mi schimba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Da` naravul ba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Timpu-mi schimba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Da` naravul ba, a, a, a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-4276423321238850498?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4276423321238850498/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4276423321238850498' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4276423321238850498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4276423321238850498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2012/02/niciodata-nu-ma-voi-schimba.html' title='NICIODATA NU MA VOI SCHIMBA !'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5243983780963484175</id><published>2012-01-08T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T11:31:02.742-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='M'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>In alti ani aveam un sentiment d emare goliciune  dupa sarbatori ....dupa Craciun si Anul Nou, anul asta nu mai e asa :)....&lt;br /&gt; Daca in alti anii ma speriam de ce aducea noul an si era un fel de disperare  ca poate viata nu mergea in directia care  mi-o doream, anul asta maret 2012 nu mai e asa!&lt;br /&gt; E foarte ciudat sa ai un sentiment de implimire sufletasca magnific!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 sper sa fie un an frumos ... si mai productiv si satisfacator ca si 2011 :) ....oricum imi place cum Suna ..................2012 ,presimt lucruri bune si noi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intre timp ascult Vama Veche si astept VARA ..... O seara frumoasa pup nasul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uPhEmv832Cs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5243983780963484175?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5243983780963484175/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5243983780963484175' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5243983780963484175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5243983780963484175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uPhEmv832Cs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-2419399938966072736</id><published>2011-12-02T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T08:36:15.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I try to walk away and I stumble though I try to hide it, It's clear my world crumbles when you are not near</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9KVI5mCWnGY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Eu chiar cred ca faptul ca ne-am intalnit sau ma rog ceea ce ne-a adus impreuna e chiar mana destinului. Poate "destin" e un cuvant prea mic, prea distant pt ceea ce reprezentam noi impreuna..... mai presus de destin e Dumnezeu ce vreau eu sa spune faptul ca noi doi ne-am intalnit si cum ne-am intalnit e mana Lui Dumnezeu!&lt;br /&gt;  Atunci ceea ce mi-e greu mie sa inteleg este faptul ca noi ne lovim si ne potignim in nimicuri,cacaturi de zi cu zi fara nicio importanata.&lt;br /&gt; Noi doi ne-am intalnit ca printr-o minune iar eu in momentul in care te-am cunoscut nu mai credeam ca exista oameni ok,nu-mi venea sa cred ca esti cam exact ce imi doream eu, ca persoanlitatea si caracaterul tau se potriveau exact cu tiparul barbatului ideal care il doream eu langa mine, mereu ma uimeai cu cate o vorba tare, un gest, orice din comportamentul tau era un superwow pentru  mine pentru ca renuntasem demult sa cred ca mai exista si oameni bun si ok ca si tine :).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Numai ca in momentul asta eu nu ma sufoc cand ma gandesc ca noi ne lovim si ne potignim in nimicuri nu vreau sa cred ca suntem doar unu din cuplurile alea anoste care isi pierd culoarea dupa cativa ani .... pentru ca nu suntem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Incerc sa ma sucutur si sa nu mai vad nimicurile astea sa respir sa trag aer in piept sa le ignor..... pentru ca vezi tu probelmutele astea sunt treburi lumesti ....iar noi doi suntem spirite si suflete mari si frumoase  si nu ne permitem sa ne batem capul cu prostii ...noi trebuie sa traim frumos dupa propriile regului ci nu dupa normele stupide  ale altora.... &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;   Norme ca : fata cunoaste baiat....fata fericita, baiata fericit pt o vreme pana cand intervin micile nimicuri : certuri despre cat de des se ieses din casa , certuri despre opinii diferite,despre cum iti arunci tu sau el hainele,(sau in cazuri extreme chibritele stinse peste tot)&lt;br /&gt; certuri despre cum cred anumite rude-neamuri(si a unuia si a celuilalt) cum trebuie sa fie viata ,depre bani,despre intinsul rufelor ...despre cine cui nu-i pasa de celalatlt ....&lt;br /&gt; Noi doi impreuna suntem o minune prea mare ....si de aceea nu putem sa ne permintem sa avem probleme atat de mici!&lt;br /&gt; Eu deobicei cand dau de greu fug numai ca....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to say good-bye and I choke&lt;br /&gt;I try to walk away and I stumble&lt;br /&gt;though I try to hide it, it's clear&lt;br /&gt;My world crumbles when you are not near&lt;br /&gt;I may appear to be free but I'm just a prisoner of your love&lt;br /&gt;I may seem all right and smile when you leave&lt;br /&gt;but my smiles are just a front&lt;br /&gt;I play it off but I'm dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my cool but I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; TE IUBESC prea mult deci nu pot sa fug. Toate prostiile alea sunt prea mici si iubirea noastra mare si frumoasa si noi ca entitate  suntem prea mari pt niste probleme atat de mici .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-2419399938966072736?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/2419399938966072736/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=2419399938966072736' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2419399938966072736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2419399938966072736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-try-to-walk-away-and-i-stumble-though.html' title='I try to walk away and I stumble though I try to hide it, It&apos;s clear my world crumbles when you are not near'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9KVI5mCWnGY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-1807366743674442385</id><published>2011-11-30T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:19:32.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What God wants God gets God help us all&lt;br /&gt;What God wants God gets&lt;br /&gt;The kid in the corner looked at the priest&lt;br /&gt;And fingered his pale blue Japanese guitar&lt;br /&gt;The priest said&lt;br /&gt;God wants goodness&lt;br /&gt;God wants light&lt;br /&gt;God wants mayhem&lt;br /&gt;God wants a clean fight&lt;br /&gt;What God wants God gets&lt;br /&gt;Don't look so surprised&lt;br /&gt;It's only dogma&lt;br /&gt;The alien prophet cried&lt;br /&gt;The beetle and the springbok&lt;br /&gt;Took the bible from its hook&lt;br /&gt;The monkey in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Wrote the lesson in his book&lt;br /&gt;What God wants God gets God help us all&lt;br /&gt;God wants peace&lt;br /&gt;God wants war&lt;br /&gt;God wants famine&lt;br /&gt;God wants chain stories&lt;br /&gt;What God wants God gets&lt;br /&gt;God wants sedition&lt;br /&gt;God wants sex&lt;br /&gt;God wants freedom&lt;br /&gt;God wants semtex&lt;br /&gt;What God wants God gets&lt;br /&gt;Don't look so surprised&lt;br /&gt;I'm only joking&lt;br /&gt;The alien comic cried&lt;br /&gt;The jackass and hyena&lt;br /&gt;Took the feather from its book&lt;br /&gt;The monkey in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Wrote the joke down his book&lt;br /&gt;What God wants God gets&lt;br /&gt;God wants boarders&lt;br /&gt;God wants crack&lt;br /&gt;God wants rainfall&lt;br /&gt;God wants wetbacks&lt;br /&gt;What God wants God gets&lt;br /&gt;God wants voodoo&lt;br /&gt;God wants shrines&lt;br /&gt;God wants law&lt;br /&gt;God wants organised crime&lt;br /&gt;God wants crusade&lt;br /&gt;God wants jihad&lt;br /&gt;God wants good&lt;br /&gt;God wants bad&lt;br /&gt;What God wants God gets&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1807366743674442385?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/1807366743674442385/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=1807366743674442385' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1807366743674442385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1807366743674442385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-god-wants-god-gets-god-help-us-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4275976595087210409</id><published>2011-11-02T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T09:41:41.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what would you try if you had no fear .....?</title><content type='html'>Ce as face ?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgZp8f5yKyE/TrFmRt7AWEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Pt2fEUdpvzQ/s1600/378576_1977808179919_1684565492_1425037_1046523206_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgZp8f5yKyE/TrFmRt7AWEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Pt2fEUdpvzQ/s200/378576_1977808179919_1684565492_1425037_1046523206_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670425860407056450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As zburaaa .....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHJe4ScBlSE/TrForOU8g6I/AAAAAAAAAKs/uSqkMdipX7o/s1600/1081-1255282814zS7p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHJe4ScBlSE/TrForOU8g6I/AAAAAAAAAKs/uSqkMdipX7o/s200/1081-1255282814zS7p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670428497625777058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..........as fi recationat altfel in diverse situatii de la scoala ,le-as arata eu lor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xgawa0R01t8/TrFpV0difVI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ujXNHVPfgIQ/s1600/294356_280842161942191_100000492272191_1182036_423122295_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xgawa0R01t8/TrFpV0difVI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ujXNHVPfgIQ/s200/294356_280842161942191_100000492272191_1182036_423122295_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670429229416873298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;......m-as ruga mai mult .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hvfkb2T1oxA/TrFqLvy2dDI/AAAAAAAAALE/JVKvSEqehBI/s1600/40089_117057065012144_100001235532471_118923_3462129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 331px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hvfkb2T1oxA/TrFqLvy2dDI/AAAAAAAAALE/JVKvSEqehBI/s200/40089_117057065012144_100001235532471_118923_3462129_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670430155877020722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.......nu as mai fi lasat pe nimeni sa-mi tranziteze aiurea si inutil viata ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIOG6kGfESs/TrFrnztRCYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/L9SuZlOrh3I/s1600/bere_ursus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIOG6kGfESs/TrFrnztRCYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/L9SuZlOrh3I/s200/bere_ursus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670431737475303810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........ as fi pus altfel problema cu tata .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsvMZUPjXLo/TrFuzvJNTQI/AAAAAAAAALc/k6pe2JPDGag/s1600/6a00d8341c583d53ef00e54f4282dc8834-640wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 337px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsvMZUPjXLo/TrFuzvJNTQI/AAAAAAAAALc/k6pe2JPDGag/s200/6a00d8341c583d53ef00e54f4282dc8834-640wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670435240943635714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..................as fi dat si eu la o facultate reala .....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4rv6-d3jSk/TrFvrRbFD-I/AAAAAAAAALo/gJJ9WTK4mMc/s1600/11universitatea-bucuresti-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L4rv6-d3jSk/TrFvrRbFD-I/AAAAAAAAALo/gJJ9WTK4mMc/s200/11universitatea-bucuresti-p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670436195038203874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;........da n'as schimba nimic la tine...:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjsmByeUY-M/TrFxsSdrYNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X28g3RQ3PBc/s1600/Picture%2B512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjsmByeUY-M/TrFxsSdrYNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X28g3RQ3PBc/s200/Picture%2B512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670438411520663762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.....sau la noi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkVVAzU_G74/TrFyOXqy9JI/AAAAAAAAAMA/M8kFvqwy4a8/s1600/Picture%2B567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkVVAzU_G74/TrFyOXqy9JI/AAAAAAAAAMA/M8kFvqwy4a8/s200/Picture%2B567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670438997033415826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-4275976595087210409?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4275976595087210409/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4275976595087210409' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4275976595087210409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4275976595087210409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-would-you-try-if-you-had-no-fear.html' title='what would you try if you had no fear .....?'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgZp8f5yKyE/TrFmRt7AWEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Pt2fEUdpvzQ/s72-c/378576_1977808179919_1684565492_1425037_1046523206_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-2106941532971241337</id><published>2011-09-15T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T12:52:16.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TcR2AuiRMvg" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu se stie nicodata unde si cum te-aduce viata,important e sa stii sa-ti pastrezi calea,varsta nu are limita ,varstea doar optureaza gandirea limpede ....varsta nu este un obstacol! Cu toate astea ....a trecut o vara in care eu am captat fire albe ...si ce nu-i ca si cum m-a schimbat perioada asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  N-am mai scris de mult pe blog ....i was busy working....dar ma rog a trecut vara iar toamna ma face sa decin iar mlodramatica . Pupaturi....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shout in your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the price is just too steep.&lt;br /&gt;Is your conscience at rest&lt;br /&gt;If once put to the test?&lt;br /&gt;You awake with a start&lt;br /&gt;To just the beating of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Just one man beneath the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Just two ears, just two eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You set sail across the sea&lt;br /&gt;Of long past thoughts and memories.&lt;br /&gt;Childhood's end, your fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Merge with harsh realities.&lt;br /&gt;And then as the sail is hoist,&lt;br /&gt;You find your eyes are growing moist.&lt;br /&gt;All the fears never voiced&lt;br /&gt;Say you have to make your final choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you and who am I&lt;br /&gt;To say we know the reason why?&lt;br /&gt;Some are born; some men die&lt;br /&gt;Beneath one infinite sky.&lt;br /&gt;There'll be war, there'll be peace.&lt;br /&gt;But everything one day will cease.&lt;br /&gt;All the iron turned to rust;&lt;br /&gt;All the proud men turned to dust.&lt;br /&gt;And so all things, time will mend.&lt;br /&gt;So this song will end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-2106941532971241337?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/2106941532971241337/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=2106941532971241337' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2106941532971241337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2106941532971241337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/09/nu-se-stie-nicodata-unde-si-cum-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TcR2AuiRMvg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-8290328416600300643</id><published>2011-06-09T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T13:37:54.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fD6Ei_owrxo/TfEvDGQSaeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sFCEB_4WoPw/s1600/70366_100000178839504_1215134_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fD6Ei_owrxo/TfEvDGQSaeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sFCEB_4WoPw/s200/70366_100000178839504_1215134_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616321940572760546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sunt genul de om care se plafoneaza daca nu este stimulat ,sunt genu de om care se plictiseste repede si ii place sa traiasca intens sunt genu de om care iti scrie poezii care fuge cu tine la mare care uita de prostii si belele care nu vrea sa fie singur care nu intelege nesimtirea si rautatea ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In momentu asta nu mai vad nimic din ceea ce cred ca am fost ... acum stau si ascult nu am chef azi si sincer mi-aduc de vremurile alea cand vroiam mai mult din ceea ce am azi si nu suport gandul ca s-au dus vremurile alea de mult .... asta e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....stii de multe ori ma cenzurez pe blog sa nu cumva sa te superi tu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-8290328416600300643?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/8290328416600300643/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=8290328416600300643' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8290328416600300643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8290328416600300643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-sunt-genul-de-om-care-se-plafoneaza.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fD6Ei_owrxo/TfEvDGQSaeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sFCEB_4WoPw/s72-c/70366_100000178839504_1215134_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5117174182502681980</id><published>2011-05-18T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T15:02:59.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa nu fii suparat ca am tipat!</title><content type='html'>Ba sunt fericita .... ignorand micile certuri intre mine si el,ignorand zilele naspa de la munca si lipsa de o strategie in a face mai multi bani sunt fericita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Da sunt fericita, si da imi place noul meu job de la Altex....de baloane am uitat (so that was big plan ,o not) mi-e imi place de mine cand imi creez probleme singura si cu baloanele era sa-mi mi-o fca singura! Deci da trebuie sa te ascult mai des!:P  Am o viata buna e bine e liniste e ok .... mai am eu mici tampeli dar care trec neobservate! Te-as cere de barbat da mi-e frica ca stric momentul si fericirea, cred ca mai trebuie sa cres(tem)c sa se intample asa ceva... cre'ca da?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma apasa orasu asta care nu mai e fun ... imi trebuie o gramada de bani ca sa pot sa fac tot ce-mi doresc,iata uite cum se rezuma totul la bani, in fine ...treaca toate!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perioada asta din viata mea mi-o dedic si ti-o dedic.... si se numeste &lt;strong&gt;Kaleidoscope....&lt;br /&gt;Si de aici si piesa.....ce a fost muza....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaleidoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The world goes on and on,&lt;br /&gt;twisting kaleidoscope,&lt;br /&gt;of things you never dreamed you'd be there seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your dreams, then fly,&lt;br /&gt;no need for looking back,&lt;br /&gt;you've got it now don't ever let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause once you know you know&lt;br /&gt;your heart will always be,&lt;br /&gt;the thing that life has given here to you,&lt;br /&gt;so heres to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connecting all the times,&lt;br /&gt;you follow and you find,&lt;br /&gt;that love is waiting everywhere for you.&lt;br /&gt;The people in your life,&lt;br /&gt;will never leave your side.&lt;br /&gt;We're all connected, everyone, it's true,&lt;br /&gt;So here's to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly fly fly fly away.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world goes on and on,&lt;br /&gt;Twisting kaleidoscope,&lt;br /&gt;of things you never dreamed you'd be there seeing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your dreams, then fly,&lt;br /&gt;  no need for looking back,&lt;br /&gt;you've got it now don't ever let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause once you know you know,&lt;br /&gt;your heart will always be,&lt;br /&gt;the thing that life has given here to you,&lt;br /&gt;so heres to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heres to you...i love u dude !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5117174182502681980?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5117174182502681980/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5117174182502681980' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5117174182502681980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5117174182502681980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/05/sa-nu-fii-suparat-ca-am-tipat.html' title='Sa nu fii suparat ca am tipat!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5924394183023743944</id><published>2011-04-19T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T14:06:38.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intre Altex si baloane?</title><content type='html'>Mi-e frica! Mi-e frica ca poate am ales ceea ce nu trebuie.... si imi pare ca nimeni nu-mi intelege pasiunea pentru treaba cu baloanele! Vad tot  ....toate argumentele pro toate argumentele contra dar mie mi-e frica ca dau cu piciorul al o sansa buna in a face ceva care-mi place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa mi-e frica cateodata ca o sa clachez si o sa renunt la tot pentru ca eu am avut parte numai de magie in viata acum simt ca ma plafonez ca raman in joburi inutile prea mult si fug de asta cat pot eu de tare si totusi de ce mi-e frica nu scap..... de ce sa fac eu ce trebuie in defavoarea a lucrurilor care imi plac? De ce trebuie sa fie viata asa ?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate eu nu sunt facuta sa fac lucruri normale poate eu nu vreau sa fiu mediocra ... obisnuita si proasta! Poate eu nu ma sprijin in morala oamenilor in care siguranta zilei de maine devine un tel teleghidat care te face sa nu ai de ales si nu te mai lasa sa fii tu asa cum vrei!&lt;br /&gt;  SI DE CE simt eu ca imi traieste viata altcineva! Nu tine neaparat de persoana pe care o iubesc, nu! Vreau  sa fi langa mine dar ma tem ca viata asta a mea e traita  fara rost ... nu am facut nimic frumos  in afara sa iubesc din tot sufletu cativa oameni, sa scriu niste versuri .... Si vreau mai mult!&lt;br /&gt; Pe de alta parte la Altex e ceva sigur ... e greu cu deciziile astea :( ... o sa vad maine dimineata cum am trezesc ce o sa simt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5924394183023743944?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5924394183023743944/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5924394183023743944' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5924394183023743944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5924394183023743944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/04/intre-altex-si-baloane.html' title='Intre Altex si baloane?'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6590770008488592197</id><published>2011-04-15T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T06:59:54.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am transformat blogu intr'o rampa de lansare a mesajelor catreee tine ....cer scz cititorilor :))</title><content type='html'>esentialul este sa stii si sa intelegi asta:&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="661"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="LEFT" valign="TOP"&gt;&lt;td class="TextObject" width="360"&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know that I care what happens to you,&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you care for me.&lt;br /&gt;So I don't feel alone,&lt;br /&gt;Or the weight of the stone,&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've found somewhere safe&lt;br /&gt;To bury my bone.&lt;br /&gt;And any fool knows a dog needs a home,&lt;br /&gt;A shelter from pigs on the wing.&lt;/p&gt;                             &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr align="LEFT" valign="TOP"&gt;                         &lt;td colspan="10" height="145"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-6590770008488592197?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/6590770008488592197/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=6590770008488592197' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6590770008488592197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6590770008488592197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-transformat-blogu-intro-rampa-de.html' title='Am transformat blogu intr&apos;o rampa de lansare a mesajelor catreee tine ....cer scz cititorilor :))'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-723964921355642386</id><published>2011-04-11T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:17:24.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoght....si atat!</title><content type='html'>Nu prea cred in regrete,toate experientele mele de pana acum ,pana si cele care nu au iesit cum ma asteptam,sunt ca convinsa ca a meritat sa trec prin ele ....cred cu fermitate asta! Eu nu sunt om al jumatailor d emsura la mine e tot sau nimic si dimpotriva cred ca fiecare om are menirea sa traiasca viata asa cum crede el de cuvinta ...cand ai influentat viata oricarui om in orice fel posibil e clar ...i-ai schimbat traiectoria in viata! Si e evidentc a ficare cauta si tocmai de-aia toata lumea ajunge sa caute sfaturi la altii ... de aia s-a inventat psihologul!Si tocmai pt ca s-a inventat psihologia .... si ai nevoie de un sfat du-te si vorbeste cu psihologul tau cand ai nevoie de un sfat ..... nu cu oricine ... aparentele insala de fiecare data si e bine sa stai un pic de-oparte ...sa gandesti de 2 ori cui iti versi sufletul ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-723964921355642386?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/723964921355642386/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=723964921355642386' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/723964921355642386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/723964921355642386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/04/random-thoghtsi-atat.html' title='Random thoght....si atat!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-2274046358042928432</id><published>2011-03-29T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T02:06:29.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragul meu care te stii, te iubesc si asta nu se poate schimba....</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VNHAraZeZmA" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca n-ai fi tu, nici eu n-as fi eu&lt;br /&gt;N-as putea iubi, n-as fi eu&lt;br /&gt;O lume as rascoli… o lume as rascoli&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa te stiu…sa ma stii&lt;br /&gt;Daca n-ai fi tu, nici eu n-as fi eu&lt;br /&gt;Fara nici un drum si fara dumnezeu&lt;br /&gt;Dar poate te-as visa... dar poate ca te-as visa&lt;br /&gt;Te-as astepta&lt;br /&gt;Sa apari… undeva candva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pentru ca te iubesc sunt pregatita si mi-am facut stomacul gros pentru orice eventualitate,eu cred ca pana la urma  nu am rascolit atat dupa tine sa ne potignim asa si da stiu ca eu sunt melodramatica si fac din toate intamplarile din ultimele zile o tragedie,ti-am spus ca eu vroiam sa dau la teatru dar nu m-a lasat tata asa ca intr-un fel se explica....&lt;br /&gt;  Totul se face ca la carte intr-o relatie ca a noastra, eu vreau sa fac asta,vreau sa fiu lucida si sunt constienta ca nu numai dragostea ajuta la implinirea satietatii... :)&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc melodia asta ,uitasem de ea ... si e petru tine si pentru mine!Daca n-ai fi tu,ce m-as face eu fara tine?Hai sa uitam de tot !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-2274046358042928432?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/2274046358042928432/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=2274046358042928432' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2274046358042928432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2274046358042928432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/03/dragul-meu-care-te-stii-te-iubesc-si.html' title='Dragul meu care te stii, te iubesc si asta nu se poate schimba....'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VNHAraZeZmA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3533069870027574141</id><published>2011-03-27T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T12:19:22.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E vina  mea ... ca nu am avut incredere in noi! Ca m-am departat atat de mult incat nu am mai avut curajul sa iti vorbesc despre ce ma doare si imi pare rau de asta si imi dau seama ca tu nu te-ai schimbat dar eu am facut asta pt ca mi-a fost frica de consecinte ... sunt perfect constienta ca asta e si ca nu am cum sa ascund! Am preferat sa ma fofilez si nu e bine, e greu sa recunosc e naspa ca am ales sa ma copilaresc in loc sa  fac totul cum trebuie ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3533069870027574141?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3533069870027574141/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3533069870027574141' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3533069870027574141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3533069870027574141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-vina-mea.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6060753254433451525</id><published>2011-03-21T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T04:27:44.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realitate! sau din ciclul"Da nu`i nimic,sunt consolat de mic. "</title><content type='html'>Realitate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Am renuntat la idee ... nu am avut chef sa fac cumva sa fac o o facultate  in marea capitala!Indiferent  ca acum sau nu gandesc altfel despre hyperion am trecut prea usor peste idea asta si asta ma face sa cred ca sunt slaba si inconsegventa ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nu am terminat'o nici pe aia din Focsangeles....dar urmeaza safac licenta si sa-mi vad de treaba!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nu mai lucrez din Octombrie sunt deja....6 luni wow!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oricum jobu ala era  de cacat am castigat putin bani si nu prea merita....deci pana la urma tot pe tu ai fost baza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jobu de la VIP nici macar nu-l mai pun la socoteala!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Situatia a fost de-asa natura incat  m'am bazez pe tine  nu a fost chiar una dintre cele mai bune optiuni pentru mine pentru ca stiu ca pana una alta dragostea e frumoasa si e frumos sa iubesti da pana la urma e greu sa sustii inca un om pe langa tine, e naspa rau sa te simti nepunticios pe lanaga un om care produce , tace si le face cand tu nu esti in stare decat sa mergi la interviuri si sa speri ....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Niciodata nu as vrea sa te ranesc cu cuvintele si nu vreau  sa intelegi gresit nu vorbesc despre lucruile astea din orgoliu, nimeni n-a facut pentru mine ce-ai facut tu pentru mine e ciudat ca in lumea asta a noastra ceea ce ai facut tu pentru mine a ajuns sa fie o minune!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toata lumea zice ca in viata trebuie sa lupti sa faci in asa fel incat sa nu trebuiasca sa simti ca iti lipseste ceva...sunt de-acord,da' nimeni nu te invata de cand esti mic cum sa faci asta!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;E simplu I'm not a GOLD DIGGER! Si tocmai de-asta nu ma incanta gandul de-a sta acasa gatind si trebaluind prin casa toate treburile astea se fac in doze  potrivite!Altfel risti sa zici ca esti prea tanar pentru asta!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eu nu o sa fiu fericita pe deplin decat cand o sa am un job si banii mei pe care sa-i chletuim impreuna..... cum si banii pe care-i faci sunt banii tai pecare-i cheltuiesti impreuna cu moi...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banii nu sunt importanti da sunt o unealta a dracului de buna....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;M-am saturat de aplicat, intreviuri si vorbit numai despre joburi posibile si cvuri...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am nevoie de consecventa, concentare si putin noroc! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ai intrebat odata daca dragostea se cantareste in bani, ei bine nu se cantareste in bani dar ti-am spus treaba cu unealta!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Si eu nu vreau sa o ard printre codasi ..... de-aia scriu asta pe blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-6060753254433451525?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/6060753254433451525/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=6060753254433451525' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6060753254433451525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6060753254433451525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/03/realitate.html' title='Realitate! sau din ciclul&quot;Da nu`i nimic,sunt consolat de mic. &quot;'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-2082538601387716635</id><published>2011-02-28T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T08:48:55.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notite de seara!</title><content type='html'>Nu-mi pare rau ca m-am lasat de facultate! ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am revenit la mare facultate hyperion si m-am lamurit! Am reusit sa ma deprim pe tot anul, nu prea am chef de explicat de ce nu prea a mers cu psihologia pentru mine, tehnic vorbind da mi-ar fi placut sa ajut copii care nu s epot adpta la un anumit sistem! Dar teoretic nu am rabdare, sa invat atatea detalii sincer nu ma incanta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum ceva vreme m-am intalnit cu 2 colegi la metrou, mii s-a cam facut dor de perioada de la PSiho!Timpu a trecut ... si a venit ziua de AZI, cand m-am intalnit cu aceiasi colegi care m-au "luat cu ei"... N-aveam chef sa ajung acasa asa ca m-am dus acolo am vazut facultatea, colegii si SURPRIZAAAA .... n-am pierdut nimic! Si nu regeret decat in mica masura faptu ca am renuntat la ea ... asta e! Poate eu nu sunt facuta sa-mi gasesc menirea printr-o facultate! Stiu ca suna cam subtire dar m-am saturta sa pierd timpul facand ce nu trebuie pentru asta am facut faculteatea de'acasa.... ca sa am o diploma de duzina care nu ma ajuta cu nimic decat sa dea frumos in  fata angajatorului la CV! Toata lumea stie ca daca e sa dai ceva din tine, sa arati ce poti nu o faci pt ca ai facut ASE la Universitate sau pentru ca ai fost la olimpiada de mate-info in 99' .... NU! O faci pt ca esti tu inteligent recete inteligenta.... da in  ma rog regula se aplica doar in tarile normale NU in ROMANICA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fine eu am ajuns la concluzia asta repede cand am vazutc a mor d efoame fara banii parintilor si incercand sa fac o facultate particulara , eu nu zic ca nu e importantsa inveti sa mergi la scoala sa citesti carti frumoase dar pentru mine o facultate facuta in RO in ziua de azi chiar si la stat fiind nu mai renteaza,chiar daca nu e o taxa de platit orice facultate decenta din care sa-ti ramana ceva e departe de casa ... E o poveste cu multe ite. si fire de despicat si nu are sens sa le desipc acu cert este ca .... maine e 1Martie , vineri implinesc 24 de ani ,am o facultate terminata fara licenta, habar nu am cu ce se haleste facultatea aia am facut'o fara sa ma atraga decat foarte putin, sunt somera dupa 21 Octombrie si m-amsaturat de cate interviuri am avut parte in ultimu timp fara nici un efect scontat!&lt;br /&gt;Tablou rataului perfect ai zice , dar nu ma las sunt incpatanata si fruioasa si m-am saturat sa depind de altii .... sa ma angajeze,sa ma inteleaga,sa ma indrume ..... Sunt atat de satula incat cred ca o sa clachez cateodata dar nu ... Cristina Nastase nu e facuta sa clacheze, ar fi fost bine .... si usor asa nu merge hei dam birt cu fugitii acasa la mama ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-2082538601387716635?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/2082538601387716635/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=2082538601387716635' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2082538601387716635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2082538601387716635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/02/notite-de-seara.html' title='Notite de seara!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3764378902015793545</id><published>2011-02-26T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T13:37:27.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being grown-up sucks!</title><content type='html'>Nu este cum ma asteptam eu!.... Viata de adult, e plictisoare banala si plina de griji. Era mai bine ca si copil pentru ca erautrairile altfel,pentru ca mancarea era mai buna ,muzica mai frumoasa,zilele mai insorite,totul era mi pretios... nu este cum ma gandeam eu ca osa fie!&lt;br /&gt;    Poate ma insel eu sau poate e o perioada mai proastadar pe bune de nu regeret perioada ... nu credeam in veci ca o sa-i dau dreptate lui taica'miu...inainte idea asta parea banala ... dar acum par sa aiba sens mai mult!&lt;br /&gt;    Mai e foaret putin timp pana la ziua mea pentru mine 4 Martie este foarte important dar parca trebuia a fie altfel viata altfel vazusem viata nu atat de fada...si nu e vina nimanui ci doar vina mea !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3764378902015793545?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3764378902015793545/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3764378902015793545' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3764378902015793545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3764378902015793545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/02/being-grown-up-sucks.html' title='Being grown-up sucks!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5204750811384127548</id><published>2011-02-03T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T10:37:08.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TUr1yKy8-AI/AAAAAAAAAJY/i-vrJTsegRo/s1600/40089_117057065012144_100001235532471_118923_3462129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TUr1yKy8-AI/AAAAAAAAAJY/i-vrJTsegRo/s200/40089_117057065012144_100001235532471_118923_3462129_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569534131437369346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; O, iartă-mi, Te rog, Doamne,atâtea rugăciuni,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Prin care-Ți cer, și pâine, și pază, și minuni,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Căci am făcut adesea din Tine – Robul meu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Nu eu s-ascult de Tine, ci Tu de ce spun eu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; În loc să vreau eu, Doamne, să fie voia Ta, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Îți cer, îți cer intr-una să faci Tu voia mea, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Îți cer s-alungi necazul, să-mi lași un loc în Rai Și să-mi slujești în toate: să-mi dai, să-mi dai, să-mi dai. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gândindu-mă că dacă-Ți cânt și Te slăvesc, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am drept să-Ți cer într-una să-mi faci tot ce-mi doresc,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; O, iartă-mi felu-acesta nebun de-a mă ruga, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Și învață-mă ca altfel să stau în fața Ta, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nu tot cerându-Ți Ție, să fii Tu Robul meu, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ci Tu cerându-mi mie, iar robul să fiu eu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Să înțeleg că felul cel mai bun de-a mă ruga,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; E să-mi doresc în toate să fie voia Ta!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5204750811384127548?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5204750811384127548/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5204750811384127548' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5204750811384127548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5204750811384127548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-iarta-mi-te-rog-doamneatatea.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TUr1yKy8-AI/AAAAAAAAAJY/i-vrJTsegRo/s72-c/40089_117057065012144_100001235532471_118923_3462129_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-8602366495568741394</id><published>2011-01-31T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T08:36:10.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manifest?</title><content type='html'>Astazi  cam gri, nu stiu frate  cum ar terbuii sa fac sa iasa!nu sh cum trebuia sa fac  probabil trebuia sa invat mai mult, multi zic ca o facultate facuta cum trebuie nu te-ajuta mare lucuru in viata doar ca treci prin exeprienta unei facultati, unii dau lovitura si sunt atri dintr-o fcaultate dintr-o tara devenitade mana a doua ajung la Berkeley,Yale,Harvard etc .... astea's povestile de succes!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  In afara de prietenul meu si familia mea nu prea am vazut un umar sprijinitor pana acum, familia te-ajuta cum vrea ea de'obicei deci pana la urma in afara de mine si Victor nu prea ramane nimeni sa lupte! Fiecare alegere conteaza,mai devreme sau mai tarziu tot dai cu capu de-o decizie proasta luata sau din contra te bucuri! E de cacao ca pleci de-acasa cu niste idealuri si vezi luema intr-un fel, da societatea asta minuata face din noi roboti cel putin noi astia care suntem denumiti CARNEA de TUN ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu vreau sa fiu carne de tun, eu vreau sa fiu desteapta in viata da' pe cuvant daca stiu daca am reusit deact in  rare ori.&lt;br /&gt;Da mai degraba regeret ce am facut decat ce nu am facut...am invata ca adevaratul regret este&lt;br /&gt;atunci cand propozitia incepe cu :Daca as fi facut ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you  didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail  away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore.  Dream. Discover." -Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce spun eu e ca dreptatea ta pentru ti-o faci tu , aici nu ma refer neaparat ca trebuie sa calci pe morminte dar inseamna ca trebuies alupti tu ,pentru tine, ca daca nu o faci tu nu o sa o faca nimeni!&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/m0bt_9Qiznc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/m0bt_9Qiznc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-8602366495568741394?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/8602366495568741394/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=8602366495568741394' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8602366495568741394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8602366495568741394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/01/manifest.html' title='Manifest?'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4677578779422505171</id><published>2011-01-28T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T08:17:09.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ntm1YfehK7U" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day&lt;br /&gt;Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way&lt;br /&gt;Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone or something to show you the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain&lt;br /&gt;And you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today&lt;br /&gt;And then one day you find ten years have got behind you&lt;br /&gt;No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking&lt;br /&gt;Racing around to come up behind you again&lt;br /&gt;The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older&lt;br /&gt;Shorter of breath and one day closer to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time&lt;br /&gt;Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on quiet desperation is the English way&lt;br /&gt;The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREATHE REPRISE&lt;br /&gt;Home, home again&lt;br /&gt;I like to be here when I can&lt;br /&gt;And when I come home cold and tired&lt;br /&gt;It’s good to warm my bones beside the fire&lt;br /&gt;Far away across the field&lt;br /&gt;The tolling of the iron bell&lt;br /&gt;Calls the faithful to their knees&lt;br /&gt;To hear the softly spoken magic spells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-4677578779422505171?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4677578779422505171/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4677578779422505171' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4677578779422505171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4677578779422505171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/01/time.html' title='Time.....'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ntm1YfehK7U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-8236794009405144735</id><published>2011-01-24T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T02:31:32.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astazi 24 Ianuarie 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;    Daca intrebi un pusti de clasa a 5a cine a fost Nicu Ceausescu,o sa ridice din umeri si o sa zica ca nu are nicio idee despre acest "mare om istoric" al Romaniei,in defintiv ce mai conteaza cand azi avem spice shopuri si magazine de vise,wi-fii si wirless,Google si Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;font-family:times new roman;" id="search" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;font-family:times new roman;" id="search" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Santayana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; un mare filosof spaniol a spus ca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;                                             "Cine isi uita istoria, este condamnat sa o repete" .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 Ianuarie a ramas in mintile romanilor ca fiind ziua Marii Uniri , a o zi de referinta in care Romania a devenit Romania, tara in care eu tu si toti copii de calasa a5a, traim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Cartile de istorie spun clar : La 5 Ianuari 1859, Cuza a fost ales domn al &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Moldovei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, iar la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;24 ianuarie 1859 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; şi al Tarii Romanesti, înfăptuindu-se astfelunirea celor 2 tari romane.  Devenit domnitor, Cuza a dus o susţinută activitate politică şi  diplomatică pentru recunoaşterea unirii de către puterea suzerană şi  puterile garante şi apoi pentru desăvârşirea unirii Principatelor Romane pe calea înfăptuirii unităţii constituţionale şi administrative, care s-a realizat în &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Ianuarie 1862&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, când Moldova şi Ţara Românească au format un stat unitar, adoptând oficial, în 1862, numele de România, cu capitala la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Bucuresti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, cu o singură ad&lt;/span&gt;unare şi un singur &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;guvern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce unele evenimete istorice nu sunt uitate iar altele pe care nu se bate prea mult moneda din interese anormal de dubioase....sau cel putin in ideea mea despre cum ar trebuii sa fie percepute unele intamplari istorice a tarii e complet anapoda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu cred doar atat ca poate ar fi frumos si cinstit pentru oamenii, pentru unii pusti, pentru unii liceeni, pentru noi ca tara si pentru viitorul nostru al tuturor ca istoria ar trebuii comemorata intotalitate, nu neg faptul ca 24 Ianuarie nu are o insemnatate deosebita dar, ce se intampal cu ceilalti eroi a istoriei,cat de cat recente , ce se intampla cu faptele eroice facute de acei oameni care in 1989 au murit la fel ca niste caini pe strada, ai nimanui si ucisi cu sange rece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara asta a noastra de care multa lume fuge ... din care fiecare tanar (inclusiv eu) ar vrea sa plece a fost condusa de taranii eroi care au facut ca odata ca Romania sa fie granarul Europei.&lt;br /&gt; De ce atat mahnire din partea mea ? De ce atat zbucuim in speechul asta?Pentru ca am reusit sa aud niste povesti incredibile legate de Partidul Comnunist , de catre Cenzura care exista despre frica de seamanul ,tau despre securisti ,despre activisti de partit ,despre utcisti si ale porcarii....&lt;br /&gt;Am doar 24 de ani si ... facand un scurt calcul inseamna ca nu prea am trait eu cinestie cat de mult timp pe vremea lui Ceasca.... tot ce stiu despre partidul comnuist si viata de-atunci este din povestirle parintilor mei  a bunicului,Tata Puiu , a strabuncii Caterina (Bunica  Caterina cum ii spuneam noi , bunica'mea a fost mereu o sa ramna ca o mama MAMA Geta)....&lt;br /&gt;Pot spune clar ca daca as fi tarit pe vremea aceea nu as fi dus-o prea ok doar pt ca bunaca'mio era fiu de legionar , bunica-mea fiica de chiabur iar mama fiica lor ...eu fiind nepoata eram probabil privita la ca si restul familei DUSMANI AI POPORULUI....&lt;br /&gt;Cum spuneam habar nu am ce inseamna sa traiesti in comunism si ii multumesc Lui Dumnezeu periodic ca asa este....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Deci ce sa ma zicem noi despre Romania tara care-si uita eroii si care ignora trecutul si istoria permitand ca si in ziua de azi adevarul sa fie ingropat undeva adanc....&lt;br /&gt;Taranii de azi si de ieri nu mai sunt recunoscuti ca fiind baza societatii Romane , taranii din 1862 care au facut Marea Unire  si tanarii de atunci din anii de lupta impotriva regimului prea iubit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       O mare lectie de viata.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru mine tot ce inseamna lupta anti-comunista m-a  fermecat, oameni plin de curaj care nu au acceptat sa fie calcalti in picioare si au vrut sa-si traiasca viata cum vor ei ci nu vrea Partidul sau Conucatorul suprem,oameni cu credinta in Dumnezeu, oameni adevarati.....&lt;br /&gt;De-a lungul anilor am tot auzit de povestile spuse de marea DOAMNA LUCIA HOSSU LONGIN .....care a spus adevarul si istoria exact cum a fost ea cu ajutorul celor care l-au trait si intr-o emisiune numita MEMORIALUL DURERII.Istoria care nuse invata la scoala ...si care este ignorata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In vara anului 2006 am citit 2 carti scrise de Ioan IOANID ... cartile scrise de catre acesta se numesc  INCHISOAREA NOASTRA CEA DE TOATE ZILELE in care domnul Ioanid povesteste intr-o maniera magica modul cum a ajuns sa-si traiasca tineretea in inchisorile detinutilor politici ....am ramas gura casca ...am invatat in perioada aia ca scarba mea legata de regimul acela jegos este indreptatita...cititi cartile si-o sa vedeti , sunt cred vreao 5 volume, eu am in casa doar 2 din ele dar de-abia astept sa pun mana si pe celelate carti....&lt;br /&gt;In aceeasi perioada tatal meu a gasit toate seriile Memorialului Durerii intr-o versiune de 5 dvduri e care le-am devorat fara sa respir ....&lt;br /&gt; Multe povesti, imagini,oameni ,sunt o gramada de lucruri ar trebuii sa scriu mult timp pentru a putea sa explic exact ce-am inteles din toata treaba....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a atras atentia un episod aparte: Colectivizarea Colectivizarea din Vrancea.....&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ec8aqhY7CrE" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sunt din Focsani ....si evident ca m-a atras faptul ca s-au intamplat maceluri cum a fost cel de la Vadu Rosca ,tocmai aici in ograda mea ...&lt;br /&gt;Am fost mandra ca au fost oameni, tarani cinstiti ce au luptat impotriva lor.... m-am bucurat tare mult....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au trecut anii ... am mai crescut intre timp am parasit orasul de bastia, intamplarea a facut ca eu sa fiu nevoita sa ajung pe-acasa ca pot sa fac licenta pentru facultate ,intamplarea a facut ca bunica-miu Radulescu Napoleon, om serios care injura partidu si conducatorul chair daca era ditai Directorul a Intreprinderii  judetene de constructii montaj Focsani timp de 7 ani, bunica-miu iesit la pensie  a ajuns sa faca bietul de el o operatie de prostata....deci clar internare in spital ....spitalul judetean va dati seama ce imagine are, la fel si salonul de spital! Si va dati seama ce imagine avea bunica-miu pe patu de spital pentru mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cea mai frumoasa surpirza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intamplarea a facut ca acest Domn Radulescu sa fie transferat intr-un salon in care era si Dansul&lt;br /&gt;DOMNUL NITU VASILE STAN si el operat de prostata....&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;a name="media"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;div id="gallery"&gt;   &lt;div id="foto" style="display: none;" class="gallery_items"&gt;    &lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://old.cotidianul.ro/images/gallery_left.gif" class="arr_left" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;div class="OLayer"&gt;          &lt;div id="PLayer1" style="width: 0px; position: absolute;"&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://old.cotidianul.ro/images/gallery_right.gif" class="arr_right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div id="video" style="display: none;" class="gallery_items"&gt;    &lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://old.cotidianul.ro/images/gallery_left.gif" class="arr_left" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;div class="OLayer"&gt;          &lt;div id="PLayer2" style="width: 0px; position: absolute;"&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://old.cotidianul.ro/images/gallery_right.gif" class="arr_right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div id="audio" style="display: none;" class="gallery_items"&gt;    &lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://old.cotidianul.ro/images/gallery_left.gif" class="arr_left" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;div class="OLayer"&gt;          &lt;div id="PLayer3" style="width: 0px; position: absolute;"&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://old.cotidianul.ro/images/gallery_right.gif" class="arr_right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="spacer10"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div align="center"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;span id="ArticleBody"&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;:"Multi dintre romani nu stiu probabil ca  Ceausescu a participat in tinerete la colectivizarea fortata din  Vrancea, o actiune ce i-a fost incredintata de partid si care s-a lasat  cu un adevarat macel. Lucia Hossu-Longin a incercat sa reconstituie la  "Memorialul durerii" aceasta secventa de istorie mai putin frecventata,  aducind in fata camerei citiva supravietuitori ai masacrului din 1957,  de la Vadu Rosca, o asezare atinsa nu numai de ape, acum, ci si de  puhoiul ideologic al comunismului, atunci. Printre martori, Nitu Vasile  Stan avea ceva special. Nu-si imagina ca a fost vreun erou, nu se  mindrea cu salvarea unui consatean pe care l-a scos din fata tirului  mitralierelor, ci pur si simplu povestea, cu spatele lipit de o soba de  teracota, momente dintr-o tinerete care inca ii umezea ochii si-i punea  noduri in git.Pe-atunci era tatal a patru copii, dintre care cel  mai mare avea sapte ani, iar cel mai mic sapte luni si isi amintea cum,  dupa ce tirul militienilor secerase micul grup de tarani care blocasera  intrarea comunistilor in sat, a trebuit sa se refugieze si sa-si ascunda  copiii. Pe cel mic il bagase sub haina, pe cei mijlocii ii montase  intr-un fel de dispozitiv fata-verso: unul pe burta, cu picioarele in  buzunarele pantalonilor, celalalt pe spate, cu miinile agatate de gitul  sau. Pe cel mai marisor il tinea de mina. Imaginati-va groaza acestui  ciorchine uman, mergind gifiind cu copiii, agatati pe el, ca niste  ciucuri mici si speriati, si veti avea in fata ochilor imaginea  comunismului pursinge. Dupa ce si-a adapostit copiii, l-au prins si l-au  dus in fata unuia care le-a ordonat sa-l perchezitioneze. A auzit ca  ala era Nicolae Ceausescu."(Cotidianul)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="banner"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-are rost sa stau sa mai povestec cat de puternic este omul acesta si cata viata insipira, asta pt ca n-au reusit sa-l inghenuncheze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tata Puiu si Tata Buiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata Puiu si Tata Buiu ... Primul este bunicul meu tot un mare anti-comnuist si  NITU VASILE STAN care este din fericire bunicul si probabil strabunicul altor copii care ii spun Tata Buiu. Tata Buiu inca traieste la Vadu Rosca ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-8236794009405144735?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/8236794009405144735/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=8236794009405144735' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8236794009405144735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8236794009405144735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/01/astazi-24-ianuarie-2011.html' title='Astazi 24 Ianuarie 2011'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ec8aqhY7CrE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-1029793460083126993</id><published>2011-01-19T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T12:30:51.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tema de licenta: OMU CU SOBOLANI</title><content type='html'>Stau si scriu licenta asta imputita care nu se mai termina si ma tine departe de ce iubesc eu mai mult stau si ascult un OCS pervers si neintetels de multi si as bea un pahar de vin adus de iubitul dar ah ce pacat asta m-a facut sa realizez ca el nu e langa mine si nu imi place sa beau singura.... nu-mi place sa beau ma sperie enorm senzatia pe care o ai cand nu ma pot controla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ! Sa bagam ocs sa bagam pt licenta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1029793460083126993?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/1029793460083126993/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=1029793460083126993' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1029793460083126993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1029793460083126993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/01/tema-de-licenta-omu-cu-sobolani.html' title='Tema de licenta: OMU CU SOBOLANI'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-1340761921474620197</id><published>2011-01-12T03:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T03:53:44.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exact cum vreau ....</title><content type='html'>Stau si in loc sa  caut pt licenta ma uit la "Marti dupa Craciun"  si doamne cat o iubesc pe Maria Popistasu e geniala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma rog filmu asta de fapt modu cum joaca asta m-a facut sa realizez iar de ce  am plecat eu de-acasa si m-am dus in marea capitala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am nevoie sa fiu o gospodina tamoita care e nemultumita ca nu iese din casa decat  la Mega Image , da imi place sa fac si asta pentru ca dca gatesc sau fac ceva bun de mancare sau fac cumparaturi fac pentru mine dar mai ales pentru  Victor al meu! Si de'astea practic nu m-a deranjat practic sa fac! Ce sa zic e greu singura nu am sa uit in viata mea perioada de din'ainte de Pisicoza pentru ca era rau singura.... dar vreau sa schimb un pic ritmul.... am atatea lucruri de facut si nici nu stiu cu ce sa incep ... ma scutur eu , ma scutur eu si schimb!Iar dupa 1 Februarie .... se schimba treaba no more staying in home feeling sorry for myself  norocul ti-l mai faci si tu in viata ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1340761921474620197?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/1340761921474620197/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=1340761921474620197' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1340761921474620197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1340761921474620197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/01/dap.html' title='Exact cum vreau ....'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-550089578743197993</id><published>2011-01-06T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:19:40.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O nota discordanta pe blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwI9nMRIPPA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwI9nMRIPPA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stie nimeni de ce ai rezistat pana azi&lt;br /&gt;Stii ca vine o zi cand din nou ai sa cazi&lt;br /&gt;Dar ai ca mine Dar ai ca mine...&lt;br /&gt;Ingerii cu tine Ingerii cu tine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa in apararea mea ... :) Nu servesc genu' asta de muzica prea mult pentru ca am alte placeri  in domeniu muzcii! Am invat sa ascult muzica mult mai de calitate dar asta nu inseamna ca piesele astea nu au un mesaj sau calitate!  Uneori mii se pare exagerat stilul prezentat dar fiecare face ce vrea in si cu viata sa.... deci nu dezbat asta! Cum am zis si in postul a fost doar o perioada ...scurta in care am cochetat cu ideea de  hip hop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da' piesa asta e misto doar pentru ca are versuri bune, seamana cu  o stare de spirit  care se potriveste ....nu neaparat cu cea de azi .... dar seamana!  Chiar daca acum e bine trebuie sa fii constient ca poate "vine o zi cand din nou ai sa cazi".....dar chiar si atunci stii"ca ai ca mine... Ingerii cu tine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu cred in echilibru ala al universului ... un fel de dai si primesti :) .... Anywayz cred ca e misto piesa si cred ca m'am explicat mai mult sau mai putin pentru ca face Victor misto de mine ca vbesc ca un "baietas de cartier" uneori .... si mereu rade de mine!&lt;br /&gt;Pup nasuri!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-550089578743197993?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/550089578743197993/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=550089578743197993' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/550089578743197993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/550089578743197993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-nota-discordanta-pe-blog.html' title='O nota discordanta pe blog!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5031984262437046276</id><published>2011-01-06T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T02:15:27.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mai tineti minte ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ej4FGJBZcrc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ej4FGJBZcrc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perioada aia cu Mafia in toate boxele din toate casele copiilor care vroiau sa fie  asa numitii "baietasi de cartier"!!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vremurile alea cand ascultam Mafia pe ascuns ... pe caseta! Ascultam fara sa stie parintii ,tata ii considera "niste golani care vorbesc urat si cu injraturi si nu spun nimic".... Mda si pentru noi era o forma de libertate magica sa asculti Mafia sa intrerupi repede castofonul ... ca vine tata!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5031984262437046276?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5031984262437046276/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5031984262437046276' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5031984262437046276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5031984262437046276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/01/mai-tineti-minte.html' title='Mai tineti minte ?'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-890990390435911656</id><published>2011-01-04T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T04:30:50.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 ....</title><content type='html'>Anul trecut am avut un post lung pentru 2009 .... am facut o gramada de lucruri,am avut perpetii ,am trait la maximum, 2009 a fost un an  zbuciumat si plin un an  notabil as spune  ...numai ca in anul acela eram singura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anul trecut  nu ma laud cu peripetii de povestit nepotilor .....nu am avut aventuri nu mi-am mai trait viata intr-un mod apetisant rebel si nebun! NUMAI ca dragi citiori de care sunt convinsa ca nu existati...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Anul trecut in primavara l-am cunoscut pe Victor ....top that 2009 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa zicem ca e un post LA MU RI TOR .... ma implineste ....e al meu si il iubesc nu prea am nevoie de viata traita intr-un ritm alarmantdaca sunt singura!Iar el este singurul eveniment notabil....&lt;br /&gt;Ce mai confunda omul tanar si prost cateodata lucrurile...... nu stiam ca viata  in ritm alaramant se poate tarii ...si in liniste!&lt;br /&gt;Anul 2010  m-a gasit deja pronita la drum .... drumul meu .... ala bun rau cum o fii nu ma interesa ...si nici acum nu am intereseaza idea este ca este drumul meu! Cu toate ca 2009 a fost plin nebunesc si frumos ..... de-a lungul istoriei 2009 va palii mereu in fata lui 2010 pt ca.... in anul asta care tocmai a trecut am cunosuct un om care poate fii dragostea vietii mele......&lt;br /&gt;stiu stiu o sa te iei de mine o,o sa-mi zici ca de ce am indoieli ar trebuii sa stiu ca tu esti dragoastea mea fara sa am indoilei .... dar nu pot decat sa-ti zic ca,un lucuru atat de important care atunci cand este zis produce senzatia  aia de piele de gaina si un fior rece pe sira spianrii cred ca e bine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce sa spun ....e un post in care trag linie  si rememorez un an cu bune si rele ....&lt;br /&gt;IN 2010 .... te-am cunoscut pe tine! Si da esti  monumental si memorabil in viata mea ....&lt;br /&gt;LA REVEDERE 2010!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-890990390435911656?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/890990390435911656/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=890990390435911656' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/890990390435911656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/890990390435911656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010.html' 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allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold the razor blade up to my face&lt;br /&gt;I feel the pulse beneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;The crimson line describes the outer trace&lt;br /&gt;Of my broken heart within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was invincible&lt;br /&gt;Until the sky fell down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my HEROINE, do with me what you will&lt;br /&gt;This is no time to die, no time to kill&lt;br /&gt;My heroine, my lover to the end&lt;br /&gt;You give me life again, you are my heroine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn my mind back not so long ago&lt;br /&gt;When I was cast upon the ground&lt;br /&gt;Then utter chaos rained into my life&lt;br /&gt;What I had lost, could not be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd lived forever&lt;br /&gt;My time on earth had ceased to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my HEROINE, do with me what you will&lt;br /&gt;This is no time to die, no time to kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/heroine-lyrics-asia.html ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gentle waves of rolling sea&lt;br /&gt;Washing my demons from me&lt;br /&gt;You are my HEROINE, all that matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have loved you for a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;But then you've known that all along&lt;br /&gt;I always saw you as an eagle high in the sky&lt;br /&gt;So tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Only you, hold the key to set me freeâ€¦.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I saw eternity&lt;br /&gt;With my own eyes too blind to see&lt;br /&gt;You are my HEROINE, do with me what you will&lt;br /&gt;This is no time to die, no time to kill&lt;br /&gt;My HEROINE, my lover to the end&lt;br /&gt;You give me life again, with peace you send&lt;br /&gt;The gentle waves of rolling sea&lt;br /&gt;To wash all the demons from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my HEROINE,&lt;br /&gt;All that matters to meâ€¦&lt;div 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end'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7082219425593345198</id><published>2010-12-22T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T17:11:14.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>detaliu</title><content type='html'>te astept acasa eroul meu ,&lt;br /&gt;nu-mi pasa lasa&lt;br /&gt;vreau sa ma fac inteleasa&lt;br /&gt;tu esti doar al meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de mult in casa&lt;br /&gt;nu-mi mai aud doar ecolu meu&lt;br /&gt;de mult linistea nu mai apasa&lt;br /&gt;de mult nu mai sunt doar eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ca un cliseu... mereu &lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu nu m-a lasat sa calc pe fileu&lt;br /&gt;doar ca am confunat cate-un zeu&lt;br /&gt;cu un simplu cimpanezeu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar tu vei fi ,fara folosofii&lt;br /&gt;al meu mereu fara sa stii&lt;br /&gt;iar  eu a ta pana-n vecii....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7082219425593345198?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7082219425593345198/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=7082219425593345198' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7082219425593345198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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greşeşte, n-o certa:&lt;br /&gt;E prea mică şi nu ştie ce vrea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adu-i zăpadă, adu-i fulgi de nea,&lt;br /&gt;Ajut-o sa vadă ce se-ntîmplă-n ea,&lt;br /&gt;Dă-i toată iubirea pe care n-a avut-o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3980970505279578751?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3980970505279578751/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3980970505279578751' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3980970505279578751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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intregi,obisnuiam sa am vise indraznete , obisnuiam sa am un fel de exercitiu de  stimulare ca familie , obisnuiam sa nu-mi mai fie frica , obisnuiam sa nu-mi mai pese de judecatile alora , obisnuieam  sa sper, obisnuiam sa fiu mai slaba, obisnuiam sa am mai multa incredere,obisnuiam sa nu am varfuri sipicuite, obisnuiam sa am perspectiva si orizont, obisnuiam sa am un tel dimineata cand ma trezam,obisnuiam sa trec prin situatii mai usor,obisnuiam sa scriu pe blog,obisnuiam sa nu tac,obisnuiam sa am nervi , obisnuiam sa tip, obisnuiam sa am o mama aproape, obisnuiam sa nu ma indoiesc,obisnuiam sa rad , obisnuiam sa plang, obisnuiam  sa merg mai departe fara sa ma intreb daca a am facut bine, obisnuiam sa ma indrept singura,obisnuiam sa uit,obisnuiam sa alerg , obisnuiam sa  vreau,obisnuiam sa nu-mi mai invinovatesc sufletul,obisnuiam sa am mai mult curaj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obisnuiam sa fac multe ...nu mai pot,sunt un suflet stricat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='Obisnuiam...'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-9138222395554180604</id><published>2010-12-18T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T04:50:59.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother should I build a wall?</title><content type='html'>Mother, did it need to be so high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TQymPrxIC-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/9yei727dZIg/s1600/DSCF6810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TQymPrxIC-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/9yei727dZIg/s200/DSCF6810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551995229018000354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TQymHc9BcTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2J6iC7zUQYU/s1600/DSC04676.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TQymHc9BcTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2J6iC7zUQYU/s200/DSC04676.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551995087602413874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu de fel nu plang ...Nu plang, pur si simplu! Asta pentru ca taica-miu ma pocnea si mai rau daca plangeam, lacrimile inrautateau situatia,uite-asa incredibil nu ? Most parents stop to confort there kid but not my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mda ... azi ma uitam si rasfoiam blogul meu si am dat peste postul asta:http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/11/mother-should-i-build-wall.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....si-avand in vedere ca eu am avut ultima vreme destul timp liber si am putut  sa ma gandsc la tot, la viata me, la cum au decurs lucrurile pana acum, la Victor , relaia mea cu el, am pus in balanta am cantarit am realizat ca au fost si lucruri bune si lucruri rele si ca mi-e greu fara ai mei de-acasa dar mi-e bine cu acest Victor dar sunt si  foarte multe lucruri care ma dor si ma supara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfff am inceput postul asta prin a spune ca eu nu plang de fel dar astazi pe masura ce ascultam coverul lui Sinead O'Conner m-a luat un plans ilogic! Nush de ce dar ma gandeam la  Bunica'mea adica Mama Geta cand zici cuiva mama inseamna ca ti-e mama....pe langa M.Geta e si mama mea .... stateam ma uitam la fotografiile mamei si bunicii mele si atat am simtit nevoia.... Sa le intreb pe ele cum e mai bine cum sa fac sa-mi fie mai bine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu mama e simplu e la un  telefon distanata din pacate cu Mama Geta e mai complicat .....pe 23 Decembrie implineste 3 ani jumatate de cand a murit!O sa inchei punand o intrebare....Mother, did it need to be so high?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-9138222395554180604?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/9138222395554180604/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=9138222395554180604' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/9138222395554180604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/9138222395554180604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/12/mother-should-i-build-wall.html' title='Mother should I build a wall?'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TQymPrxIC-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/9yei727dZIg/s72-c/DSCF6810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4497765955016198778</id><published>2010-12-16T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T09:25:41.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You ever love somebody so much You can barely breathe??????</title><content type='html'>But I still fight&lt;br /&gt;While I can fight&lt;br /&gt;As long as the wrong feels right&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm in flight&lt;br /&gt;High of a love&lt;br /&gt;Drunk from the hate&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm huffing paint&lt;br /&gt;And I love it the more that I suffer&lt;br /&gt;I sufficate&lt;br /&gt;And right before im about to drown&lt;br /&gt;He resuscitates me&lt;br /&gt;HE fucking hates me&lt;br /&gt;And I love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SI ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe our relationship&lt;br /&gt;Isn't as crazy as it seems&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's what happens&lt;br /&gt;When a tornado meets a volcano&lt;br /&gt;All I know is&lt;br /&gt;I love you too much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-4497765955016198778?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4497765955016198778/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4497765955016198778' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4497765955016198778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4497765955016198778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-ever-love-somebody-so-much-you-can.html' title='You ever love somebody so much You can barely breathe??????'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5259806703621931504</id><published>2010-12-13T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T03:10:55.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E ziua noastra!:)</title><content type='html'>Sunt pe Ibuprofen ...Asa ca o sa fie scurt si la obiect ...La Multi Ani ...Te iubesc ... nu mai pot dupa tine ... ma bucur ca implinim 9 luni ceea mie mii se pare super mult daca am ajuns sa am relatii mai lungi de 3 sapt ... inseamna ca m-am maturizat si eu un pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esti superb asa in esenta ta si ma bucur ca te cunosc si ca nu esti doar cel mai tare amamnt posobil si cel mai dragut iubit esti un prieten  tare bun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce sa-ti spun astept acel 13 Martie magic .... :) si atunci o sa fie 12 ... adica un an!Hey macar atunci partea cu LMA cand noi avem doar luni ....chiar o sa fi erelevanta!Cred noi ar trebuii sa ne spunem la multe luni ...noi noua! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inca ceva ..... Te iubesc bai pisi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5259806703621931504?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5259806703621931504/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5259806703621931504' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5259806703621931504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5259806703621931504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-ziua-noastra.html' title='E ziua noastra!:)'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3906430491765896791</id><published>2010-12-08T05:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T05:14:57.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my bad days</title><content type='html'>Day after day&lt;br /&gt;Love turns gray&lt;br /&gt;Like the skin on the dying man&lt;br /&gt;And night after night&lt;br /&gt;We pretend it's all right&lt;br /&gt;But I have grown older&lt;br /&gt;And you have grown colder&lt;br /&gt;And nothing is very much fun, anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel&lt;br /&gt;One of all my turns coming on&lt;br /&gt;I feel&lt;br /&gt;Cold as a razor blade&lt;br /&gt;Tight as a tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;Dry as a funeral drum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run to the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;In the suitcase on the left&lt;br /&gt;You'll find my favorite axe&lt;br /&gt;Don't look so frightened&lt;br /&gt;This is just a passing phase&lt;br /&gt;One of my bad days&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to watch TV?&lt;br /&gt;Or get between the sheets?&lt;br /&gt;Or contemplate the silent freeway?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like something to eat?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to learn to fly?&lt;br /&gt;Would ya?&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to see me try?&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to call the cops?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it's time I stopped?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you running away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3906430491765896791?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3906430491765896791/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3906430491765896791' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3906430491765896791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3906430491765896791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-of-my-bad-days.html' title='One of my bad days'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6770674659683059714</id><published>2010-12-05T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T13:49:17.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Inamicul meu principal in seara asta sunt eu si pentru ca ma fac singura nefericita si pentru ca da,asa e n-am inchrede in nimeni decat in mine nici macar in mama si stiu c ama asteapta un lucuru maret [e care urmeaza sa-l fac mereu am crezut,stiu si simtit asta si daca ziceti cae o lozinca si ca fiecare tanar a crezut asta, cu totii am fost idealisti dar realitatea ne-a trezit pe toti, nu? deci cum ziceam daca ziceti ca e o lozinca sa ma pupati undeva exact in dos! asta e realitatea mea si dca nu va convine ma doare exact in cot si stiu ca ar trebuii sa fiu diplomata si finuta am invatat asta si da I've lear it the hard way! Dar ....acum vine marele DAR .... dar nu din seara asta de maine , maine os afiu diplomata si finuta luati-o ca pe o rabufnire o explozie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiu atat ca in momentul asta NU sunt fericita! Sunt varii motive pe crare le am sa nu fiu ...ultimele lucruri intamplate in viata mea m-au cma amrtit si am uitat cine sunt si ce vreau eu de la viata! &lt;br /&gt;Daca ma intrebati ce o sa fac eu cu viata mea am sa va spun ca nu stiu dar stiu un singur lucru ca osa fie legat de arta .... sunt o artista in plm .... scriu poezii si obisnuiam sa stiu sa tin un creion in mana, profa mea de desen din clasa 7a mi-a zis ca nu sunt buna si destul de talentata precum restl clasei si asa ca a trebuii sa fug! Si da am fugit de asta .... am descoperit acum la maturitate ca am cam fugit d emulte lucurui care ma faceau fericita ... so fuck it! Trebuie sa nu mai fug si sa nu ma mai cacai atat pt nimic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MI-e scarba ca trebuie sa fac parte din lumea sta mediocra plina de basem negre si  oameni care au doar  valorile bin vazute in societate in prim planul vietii!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-6770674659683059714?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/6770674659683059714/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=6770674659683059714' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6770674659683059714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6770674659683059714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/12/inamicul-meu-principal-in-seara-asta.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7748494066502465903</id><published>2010-11-24T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T08:06:43.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serios ca nu stiu cum sa denumesc textul asta !</title><content type='html'>Ce sa zic,I have it good! Numaic a mi-e frica , mi-e frica sa ma implic mai mult decat e limita dintre am trecut peste sau o sa-mi rupa inima in doua daca ne despartim ....pentru ca eu am trecut prin mult si nu sunt capapbila sa vad cum o relatie asa misto se poate sfarsii rau ....si asta nu pentru ca nu ar merita relatia  si implict nu ai merita tu! Mi-e greu sa fiu sinvcera sa spun intr-un mod rational tot ce am doare cand ma doare pentru ca mi-e fricsa ca o sa spun intr-un mod rau ,urat eu si-asa am o tenta de a fii mereu certareata asta e ce sa afc sunt impulsiva! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Decand m-am indragostit de tine am lasat sa curga restu vietii si m-am focusat asupra relatiei noastre! CUM am zis si in ultimul post mi-esti viata mea! SI nute pot uita .... te iubesc pisi si nu voi inceta sa fac asta decat daca nu o sa o maivrem amandoi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asculta stiu c apoate eprostesc dar trebuie sa ma intelegi toate trairile alea si depresile care le-am tot avut nu au nicio legatura cu tine...si nu vreau sa intelegi gresit am mai spus'o eu nu pot sa profit de pe urma ta poate si din mandrie dar asta nu este un lucur rau pentru ca cred ca asta are nevoie un barbat langa el cineva care are si putin amandrie  inoase !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si inca ceva: NU te-am mintit ... intelege ca nu doar ca catodata am momente de-astea de strengar si ma prostesc asa de ater incat o dau in bara !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7748494066502465903?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7748494066502465903/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=7748494066502465903' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7748494066502465903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7748494066502465903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/11/stiu-e-paradoxal-ca-intreaga-mea-viata.html' title='Serios ca nu stiu cum sa denumesc textul asta !'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4529981240186569473</id><published>2010-11-16T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T04:36:20.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vremuri bune ...</title><content type='html'>.... e 7.00 ma intind sa inchid telefonul,pusesem sa sune alarma sa ma pot trezii inainte  lui,sa-i fac omleta! Dar nu, nu ma dau jos din pat! Pentru ce? Cand m-am intors de pe-o parte pe umarul lui!El respira greu ,incepe sa sforaie :)....intr-o incercare disperata sa adorm la loc ma intorc cu spatele iar el in somn se intoarce si ma ia in brate ma strange la piept si-adormim asa iar pana suna ceasul lui,se ridica din pat doar sa amane alarma cu inca 5 minute! Apoi ma strange pe  mine iar in brate,asa ii simt fiecare muschi din corp.Ce bine e in bratele lui ii simt mainile puternice dar totodata gingase,ma apara si ma strang in brate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa face si cand ma doare ceva,vine si ma tine in brate,are darul asta de-a calma o durere! Eu ii masez mainile cand vine acasa sunt mereu incordate.....sta pe spate si ma lasa sa-i masez mainile!Imi intinde pe rand mainile cu ochii inchisi de parca cade intr-o liniste frumoasa...defapt eu fac asta sa pot sa-l privesc , e un moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenind....refuz sa ma dau jos din pat sa-mi incep ziua!E mai bine in pat in caldura si in bratele lui!Pe Mihai Bravu deja viata a inceput...se aud masinile,claxoanele,galagia,tramvaiele prin usa balconului dar nu,nu ne trezim....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In timp ce ma tine in brate imi zice ca mai stam 5 min si ne dam jos ... dupa care  ajungem iar intr-o somnolenta confortabila!Imi trec zece mii de ganduri in cap imi zboara mintea prin tot Bucurestiul in toata tara trec prin moemnete din viata mea ma gandesc la mama,tata,rasarituri din vama,o gramada de cuvinte si vorbeviata e foarte complexa,simpla,uimitoare si ai zice ca e foarte greu s-o definesti dar totusi  viata mea toata sta in patul ala ....adormit in somnolenta confortabila!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-4529981240186569473?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4529981240186569473/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4529981240186569473' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4529981240186569473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4529981240186569473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/11/vremuri-bune.html' title='vremuri bune ...'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7006652494532132402</id><published>2010-11-04T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:55:14.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye In The Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bMAGwMAXTpU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bMAGwMAXTpU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre class="lyric"&gt;Don’t think sorry’s easily said&lt;br /&gt;Don’t try turning tables instead&lt;br /&gt;You’ve taken lots of chances before&lt;br /&gt;But I’m not gonna give anymore&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ask me&lt;br /&gt;That’s how it goes&lt;br /&gt;Cause part of me knows what you’re thinkin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say words you’re gonna regret&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let the fire rush to your head&lt;br /&gt;I’ve heard the accusation before&lt;br /&gt;And I ain’t gonna take any more&lt;br /&gt;Believe me&lt;br /&gt;The sun in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Made some of the lies worth believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I am the eye in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you&lt;br /&gt;I can read your mind&lt;br /&gt;I am the maker of rules&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with fools&lt;br /&gt;I can cheat you blind&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t need to see any more&lt;br /&gt;To know that&lt;br /&gt;I can read your mind, I can read your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave false illusions behind&lt;br /&gt;Don’t cry cause I ain’t chnaging my mind&lt;br /&gt;So find another fool like before&lt;br /&gt;Cause I ain’t gonna live anymore believing&lt;br /&gt;Some of the lies while all of the signs are&lt;br /&gt;deceiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7006652494532132402?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7006652494532132402/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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gonna put all of her fears into you&lt;br /&gt;Mama's gonna keep you right here&lt;br /&gt;Under her wing&lt;br /&gt;she won't let you fly but she might let you sing&lt;br /&gt;Mama will keep baby cosy and warm&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe&lt;br /&gt;Of course Mama's gonna help build the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother do think she's good enough for me&lt;br /&gt;Mother do think she's dangerous to me&lt;br /&gt;Mother will she tear your little boy apart&lt;br /&gt;Oooh aah, mother will she break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Hush now baby, baby don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Mama's gonna check out all your girl friends for you&lt;br /&gt;Mama won't let anyone dirty get through&lt;br /&gt;Mama's gonna wait up till you get in&lt;br /&gt;Mama will always find out where&lt;br /&gt;You've been&lt;br /&gt;Mamma's gonna keep baby healthy and clean&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a baby to me&lt;br /&gt;Mother, did it need to be so high.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gZ2tluarzZs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gZ2tluarzZs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-9017710498392802858?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/9017710498392802858/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=9017710498392802858' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/9017710498392802858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/9017710498392802858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/11/mother-should-i-build-wall.html' title='Mother should I build a wall?'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7858740255515516674</id><published>2010-10-28T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:06:07.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TMnXSthZfaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QnPNK6lkldw/s1600/Picture+278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TMnXSthZfaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QnPNK6lkldw/s200/Picture+278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533190333658660258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Si daca-ntr-o zi ma vei chema&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Chiar se va-ntampla o minune,&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Sa stii ca doar tu vei fi mereu&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Omul sufletului meu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="recon"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                  Si daca-ntr-o zi ma vei chema&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Viata s-ar schimba in minune...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         Voi stii ca doar tu vei fi mereu&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            Omul sufletului meu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7858740255515516674?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7858740255515516674/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=7858740255515516674' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-8991915763485271575</id><published>2010-10-26T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T01:24:07.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stiu e paradoxal ca intreaga mea viata.</title><content type='html'>Viata e o caterinca genetica...greve ,meetinguri,droguri usoare,destine implinte,destine nemplinte, facultati, vise, tarani in bermude, curve ,rataciri,cautari,singuratati, goliciuni,ploaie furtuna,fulgere,tipete,alergatura, job, somaj,Curriculum Vittae,demisie,sanse,incredere,versuri strofe, iubire, patima, prezervativ, pastile contraceptive,casa,dor,adevar,piata iancului,rahova,dristor,gust de vant,zambete,uitare,visare,tamaduire ,care e care,cine e cine,liniste, apucaturi, certuri,compromisuri,rabdare,toate la timpul lor,cinste,prejudecati,decizii,decizie,intrebari,bloguri,poetisme,antipatii,retineri,tu,eu,noi,ei.....familie,prieteni,&lt;br /&gt;divort,gand,pleoapa,poezie,amintiri,casa,disperare,plecare,distanta.tren,mare,rapita,durere,&lt;br /&gt;previziune,terra,megafun,fata de weekend,vama,schimbare de caracter,dragoste,pierdere,bani,probleme,Focsani,Bucuresti,tendinte,cursu' euro,terenuri,case, masini!reamintire, cauatare,pustoaica si pustiu,istorie, destine?DESTIN?DESTIN? ..... Topogan, carusel,am ramas la fel?,niciodata nu ma voi schimba , iubire,vise ,amintire,romania,canada,olanda,state,vama veche,regulile altora,reguliele pulii, fiecare are realitatea sa prietene sa nu uiti asta, nu sunt pe gustul tau nu ?maaa doare-n cot,daca nu se poate pa, lipsa,injuraturi,detalii,liniste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai mint gata !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-8991915763485271575?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/8991915763485271575/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=8991915763485271575' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8991915763485271575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8991915763485271575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/10/stiu-e-paradoxal-ca-intreaga-mea-viata.html' title='Stiu e paradoxal ca intreaga mea viata.'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3685185950135888339</id><published>2010-10-24T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T11:19:10.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bine, tu tre' sa intelegi ca poti  sa pui versurile ca si  cum ar fi in varianta feminina pt varinata masculina din viata ei ...:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zH7f1cg5oF0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zH7f1cg5oF0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai stii ce bine-mi pare&lt;br /&gt;Zi de zi cand tu apari in calea mea.&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai stii cum m-am simtit de fericit&lt;br /&gt;Cand mi-ai zambit, nu pot uita.&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai stii ca exista&lt;br /&gt;Cineva ce te iubeste pe-ascuns&lt;br /&gt;N-ai mai fi atat de trista&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce-ai suferit iti va fi de-ajuns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x2)&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai stii despre mine&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce simt pentru tine&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai stii ce-i iubirea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="recon"&gt;Versuri Directia 5 - Daca ai sti&lt;br /&gt;de pe http://www.versuri.ro&lt;/div&gt; Poate ai gasi fericirea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai stii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II:&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai stii ce bine-mi merge&lt;br /&gt;Daca imi iesi in drum&lt;br /&gt;Imi stergi orice necaz.&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai stii ce indragostit sunt&lt;br /&gt;Azi mai mult ca ieri&lt;br /&gt;Maine mai mult ca azi.&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai stii ca in lume&lt;br /&gt;Cineva in noapte te va visa&lt;br /&gt;Ai simti, poate, cum e&lt;br /&gt;Sa fii tu iubita de-altcïneva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si bine tu stii asta dar ... m-am gandit eu ca ar fi dragut sa pun pe blog ... ca tot ziceai tu ca nu ti-am mai scris pe blog!Vorbeam despre o stare necesara care trebuie sa o ai pentru a scrie pe blog ..am cam gasit'o ... intelegi tu?Te pup...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Pisica!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3685185950135888339?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3685185950135888339/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3685185950135888339' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3685185950135888339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3685185950135888339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/10/bine-tu-tre-sa-intelegi-ca-poti-sa-pui.html' title='Bine, tu tre&apos; sa intelegi ca poti  sa pui versurile ca si  cum ar fi in varianta feminina pt varinata masculina din viata ei ...:)'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7296427090923878649</id><published>2010-10-21T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:38:03.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>detalii weird</title><content type='html'>Sa vedem ,nu mai am nicio tragere de inima sa scriu ....nu mai am! Ma simt de cacat si ma simt intr-un fel falimentara am impresia catoata viata nu am invatat nimic si nici nu ma incurc eu cu progresatu' .... stau pe aceeasi depresie tampita de parca nu vreau decat sa ma hranesc din ea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am cam dat demisia .Dar asta nu e rau ca a fost o decizie foarte buna si misto am terminat treaba si activitatea de la world travel expirience onorobil cu capu sus cu strangeri de mana si zambete din partea sefului Nottinghamez si cu propuneri de a continua colaborarea! A fost asa ca un mic circ din partea lui cert este ca este un mare alcoolist , acest mare om deafaceri a tras din sticla de PALINCA , din care mi-a pus si mie un paharel (da stiu de'un profesionism teribil sa faci asa ceva) , a tras creo 5-6 guri da de-alea sanatoase ... werid so weird ... Un porc!  Pentru ce a faut frate asta ....daca isi punea si el in pahar era ceva mai eleganta treaba da asa ... vai d capu lui nu denota decat faptu ca e slab ... whatever .... a fost s-a dus nu mai conteaza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ziceam ca nu am invatat nimic ... uite ca am invatat ... am invatat ca viata asta de om de afaceri are si parti bune si parti proaste ... dar si ca eu tot tambalau creeat este doar o iluizie, defapt nu cred ca  merita atata de mult sa iti spargi ficatu in aceasta lume a afacerilor... nu cred ca asta conteazza in viat cred ca in viata conteaza sa faci ce vrei ... sa tariesti cum vrei ... sa nu te enerveze intrebarile venite de la persoanele din jurul tau !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; UN SIMPLU "ESTI OK ?" nu e menit sa te terorizeze ci emenit sa te faca sa intelegi ca persoanei repectiva ii pasa si ii e frica ca ai vreo problema :) ...&lt;br /&gt;Over and out ... v-am spus ca nu mai am niciod tragere de inima sa scriu alta data continuam ideea .... dar cum nu am chef, nu am s-o fac !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7296427090923878649?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7296427090923878649/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=7296427090923878649' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7296427090923878649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7296427090923878649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/10/detalii-weird.html' title='detalii weird'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7855653764159186843</id><published>2010-09-07T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T10:58:06.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OCSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS</title><content type='html'>Da, de ce mi-e frica inca nu am scapat&lt;br /&gt;Am uitat ce vroiam sa va spun.&lt;br /&gt;Imi amintesc ca era important…&lt;br /&gt;Imi amintesc doar ca am uitat !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu mi-o luati in nume de rau,&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca azi nu vorbesc numai eu,&lt;br /&gt;Poate vrei sa vii in locul meu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refren&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa incerc tot ce n-am incercat !&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa uit tot ce am invatat !&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa v-arat tot ce nu poate fi aratat !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da, de ce ti-e frica nu mai ai cum sa scapi :&lt;br /&gt;Ai uitat de ce ai venit !&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca ai venit doar sa pleci…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uita tot !&lt;br /&gt;Lasa-ma pe mine sa-ti arat,&lt;br /&gt;Lasa-ma sa te invat&lt;br /&gt;ce se intampla acum cu tine,&lt;br /&gt;Frica nu tine cu mine,&lt;br /&gt;Frica nu tine cu noi,&lt;br /&gt;Frica nu tine cu tine…&lt;br /&gt;Animalele traiesc printre noi…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refren....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinceritatea curma vieti…&lt;br /&gt;Cand o sa inveti ?!&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa pot sa m-ascund,&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa vad cat mai mult,&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa vad cand mi-e frica cel mai mult…&lt;br /&gt;Poate nu are rost,&lt;br /&gt;Poate nu te cunosc,&lt;br /&gt;Dar poate ca tu nu vreï sa te cunosc…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7855653764159186843?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7855653764159186843/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=7855653764159186843' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7855653764159186843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7855653764159186843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/09/ocsssssssssssssss.html' title='OCSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-2415859114329896712</id><published>2010-08-17T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T03:31:34.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can buy me with a coffee..I'm so cheap...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OB1QhQEYpm8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OB1QhQEYpm8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aparent fraza ..."You can buy me with a coffee...I'm so cheap" suna tare urat, te gandesti la toate prostiile din lume la prima vedere toata lumea o poate lua adliteram! Buy me with a coffee este exact ceea ce reprezinta ca fraza ca text .... ma poti cumpara doar cu o cafea! Sunt atat de ieftina/tin!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dar nu, pentru mine piesa asta s-a pliat pe o stare emotionala foarte precara dar cu toatea astea am reusit sa inteleg odata pentru totdeauan ce reprezinta Buy me with a coffee ....e momentu ala cand lumea din jurul tau de te subapreciaza atat demult ba chiar si asta doar sa folosesc un termen mai grav te desconsidera ... este momentul ala jegos cand esti considerat influentabil si incapapbil sa iei decizii de unu singur cand fiecare se apuca si da sfaturi despre cum trebuie sa-ti traiesti viata! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pai cand se pun neamurile pe tine si incep sa urle in gura mare ca lor li se pare anormal ce face x sau y sau ce faci tu cum faci tu pai da nu mai scapi de niciunu!Nu zic ca nu au intentii bune dar intentiile lor bune sunt cateodata daunatoare pentru tine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In fine long story short ... buy me with a coffe e pentryu oamenii satui sa mai incerce sa rezolve problemele tututror si care s-au decis ca mai usor e sa le rezolve pe-ale lor!Buy me with coffee este pentru momentul ala din zi cand decizi ca nu mai vrei regulile lor  nu mai vrei restrictii si vrei doatr o dupamaiza linistita cu tine si cu iubitul tau!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si ca nu mai ai chef de planurile si ideile celorlalti din jur ... viata merita traita si merita traita cum vrei tu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am spus .....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-2415859114329896712?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/2415859114329896712/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=2415859114329896712' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2415859114329896712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2415859114329896712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-can-buy-me-with-coffeeim-so-cheap.html' title='You can buy me with a coffee..I&apos;m so cheap...'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3989603081643471599</id><published>2010-08-03T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T09:27:52.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa nu credeti ca am innebunit :)....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0aqbib_ou1g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0aqbib_ou1g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dar mi-este tare drag Dumitru Farcas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3989603081643471599?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3989603081643471599/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3989603081643471599' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3989603081643471599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3989603081643471599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/08/sa-nu-credeti-ca-am-innebunit.html' title='Sa nu credeti ca am innebunit :)....'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-8112085158771580116</id><published>2010-07-13T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T02:50:24.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 luni puiule, 4 luni....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lumina , liniste ,iubire!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TDxwbxEwE0I/AAAAAAAAAII/95pWJP9f8Rw/s1600/Picture+300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493389267817206594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TDxwbxEwE0I/AAAAAAAAAII/95pWJP9f8Rw/s200/Picture+300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ceea ce n-au invatat altii despre mine tu ai devorat, ceea ce fac eu in si cu viata mea tu ai respectat!Ceea ce asteptam eu din partea unei persoane tu mi-ai oferit fara sa iti cer asta!Ceea ce vrei de la mine este doar o bucata din mine adica toata inima !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ceea ce ma face acum sa fiu ceea ce sunt, sa fac ceea ce fac este "doar din puterea ce mi-o dai cu viata ta"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt un om fericit .... un om linistit ,iubit si fericit! Sunt poate cea mai bogata persoana din lume chiar daca poate nu am nimic material! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-8112085158771580116?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/8112085158771580116/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=8112085158771580116' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8112085158771580116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8112085158771580116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/07/4-luni-puiule-4-luni.html' title='4 luni puiule, 4 luni....'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/TDxwbxEwE0I/AAAAAAAAAII/95pWJP9f8Rw/s72-c/Picture+300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-461165798520720363</id><published>2010-07-06T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:38:34.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presupun ca stii pentru cine e piesa ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7478OshYLj0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7478OshYLj0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your Love Means Everything &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/7850159940548367803-461165798520720363?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/461165798520720363/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=461165798520720363' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/461165798520720363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/461165798520720363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/07/presupun-ca-stii-pentru-cine-e-piesa.html' title='Presupun ca stii pentru cine e piesa ?'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-1033458359703955496</id><published>2010-06-29T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:40:47.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru ziua asta inceputa prost ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="55"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/amper/300c3640f0364c.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="durataAudio=223&amp;amp;titluEmbed=Tapinarii%20-%20Niciodata%20Ca%20Tine"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/amper/300c3640f0364c.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="55" flashvars="durataAudio=223&amp;titluEmbed=Tapinarii%20-%20Niciodata%20Ca%20Tine"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Muzica" href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru ziua asta inceputa prost&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru vorbe spuse fara rost ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru toate aparentele pastrate ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru vise uitate...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru certuri purtate ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru ganduri si inimi sfaramate...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru  minti pe jumatate dresate..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru telefoane primite si date ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1033458359703955496?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/1033458359703955496/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=1033458359703955496' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1033458359703955496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1033458359703955496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/06/pentru-ziua-asta-inceputa-prost.html' title='Pentru ziua asta inceputa prost ....'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-2835968458568122792</id><published>2010-06-28T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T07:15:39.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Viata mea e un adevarat carusel... am cate ceva de povestit!Pe cuvant sunt unu din acei oameni care au ce povestii ... cand nu e, una e alta!&lt;br /&gt;  Chiar daca o sa vii se para ca vorbesc pe un ton grav, fara sa realizez ca sunt aproape un adult abia iesit din copilarie si c amai am multe d einvatat chiar daca unii chiar au facut mai multe decat mine si se pot numii ADULTI inainte de vreme ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Le-am trait pe toate "you name it" ...si le-am avut pe toate! Am trecut prin multe lucruri si am trait o gramda de lucruri: povesti de dragoste , intamplari hazlii ...am facut prostii, am aberat , am complotat, am mintit, am creeat, am facut dragoste , am urat oameni, am traniti usi in nas, am inchis telefoane in nas, am indraznit,au fost in anumite conjucturi care nu mi-au priit ....am mers mai departe de fiecare data si mi-am asumat orice consecinta! Am plans ,am ras ,am tipat, am urlat si am iubit!AM cazut , am revenit in forta , am fost pe picioarele mele , m-au carat altii in carca ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sunt intr-o mie de feluri dar in miez sunt aceeasi ... de ce alerg , de ce inaintez ? De ce vreau sa visez, sa merg sper tinta, sa resuesc ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca sunt una din persoanele care stiu ca daca isi doresc destul d emult ceva ...orice pot sa obtina acel ceva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACEL ORICE ... ca e o cariera un job un iubit o familie o viata tihnita ... o viata plina de aventuri!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-2835968458568122792?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/2835968458568122792/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=2835968458568122792' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2835968458568122792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2835968458568122792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/06/viata-mea-e-un-adevarat-carusel.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6659971318092507327</id><published>2010-06-22T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:33:24.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mici detalii!</title><content type='html'>Am emotii de fiecare data cand trebuie sa ajungi acasa! De fiecare data incerc sa ma stapanesc, sa nu se mai intample asa. Doar ai venuit de atatea ori acasa pana acum si este ceva obisnuit! Si cand te asteptam sa vii sa me iei de la birou la fel ... incerc asa de mult sa ma obsnuiecs cu bunatatea ta , bunatatea ta de om bland cu zambetul care mi-l oferi in fiecare dimineata cand printre genele obosite de somn, ne aruncam cate'o privire si zambim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zilele astea au fost minunate ... ca toate cele 102 zile de cand suntem impreuna! Adica pe bune incercati sa intelegeti si voi eu cu Victor ne-am intalnit datorita unui blind date...iar eu una chiar nu ma asteptam sa fie el atat de misto chiar am iesit cu el pentru ca aveam chef sa ma distrez si el parea un baiat bun ... si mi-a placut cum a pus problema si ca mi-a aratat respectul cuvenit din prima secunda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foarte posibil sa fiu obositoare pentru vorbesc numai despre el dupa ce ca scriu din ce in ce mai rar pe blogul meu drag, raman fixata pe acelas subiect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este 7 fara 20 :) oare cand vine iubitul meu acasa? Este magic sa ai un asemenea prieten camarad ,partener de viata ,partener de joaca ,partener de aberat de facut prostii ,de alergat, de orice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate ma repet eu dar faptu ca povestesc despre Vick si despre viata mea cu el este pentru ca el chiar este viata mea de acum si DA BAI VICTORASULE noi chiar suntem o familie! Ca tot vorbeam noi aseara de asta:)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-6659971318092507327?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/6659971318092507327/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=6659971318092507327' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6659971318092507327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6659971318092507327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/06/mici-detalii.html' title='Mici detalii!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4023632272755922766</id><published>2010-05-31T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:32:17.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Din ciclu ajuta-ne Doamne!</title><content type='html'>NU AM CHEF DE MUNCA! Da deloc, deeeeeeeeloc.... am impresia ca ziua va fi lunga tare! Pe vremea asta foooarte ploioasa si tocmai azi de  ziua internationala a copiilor tembeli ... si cand e greva la  metrou si pe Ratb ... this is so sad! Colac peste pupaza  mi-am uitat si telefonul la Victor in masina! Nu am chef d emunca ce trebuie sa fac sa scap ? Vreau week end ... vreau stat degaba dormit pana la 12 uitat de griji de telefoane catre diversi gigei cu firma .... vreau vacanta frate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fine ... am sa zic doar un LA MULTI ANI CALDUROS tuturor copiilor nebuni ca mine si ca tine ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-4023632272755922766?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4023632272755922766/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4023632272755922766' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4023632272755922766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4023632272755922766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/05/din-ciclu-ajuta-ne-doamne.html' title='Din ciclu ajuta-ne Doamne!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-981514896614450168</id><published>2010-05-30T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T07:25:00.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mi-e dor de mare si de vremurile in care eu eram un copil retard fara loc de  munca si responsabilitati ... Nu mi-e dor de mine cand eram si gura mereu si mereu venind de undeva in tramvaiul 32 care duce spre piata Rahova! A venit  vara in Bucuresti si imi inchipui cum as fi aratat dupa o zi de munca in fust scurta venind de la birou cu tiganii Rahovei pe langa mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lucruri notabile care s-au mai intamplat pe langa Job ... pe lana Vick pe langa B 133 VVK ... si pe langa caldura nu sunt ....singurele lucruri notabile sunt deja enumerate! Si-acum stau in ziua asta de duminica ....o alta duminica lenesa si ma sufoc de caldura :( si ascult KINGS OF LEON si il astept pe dragul meu Vick care e la baie ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ieri l-am vazut inotand in Argesi ...in locul lor unde faceau baita in copilarie!Victor al meu inotand :) ...God abia astept prima baie in mare cu omul asta :) ...apa aia sarata si numa buna de gustat si nisipul ud :) si plaja vise .... superb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-981514896614450168?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/981514896614450168/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=981514896614450168' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/981514896614450168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/981514896614450168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/05/mi-e-dor-de-mare-si-de-vremurile-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6001124382042224570</id><published>2010-05-27T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T03:44:37.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's new pussycat?</title><content type='html'>M-am angajat  ma rog semi angajat ...sunt consultant vanzari! VAnd spatiu publicitar pentru revista VIP! Deja de azi dimineata mi-am facut o gramada de nervi , am tot incercat sa agat cate un client am fost la intalniri dar nada! NIMIC ... am promisiuni de la diverse firme dar sa vedem nu se stie este un fel de jungla sau mini jungla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chestia misto la jobul asta este ca promovezi revista si faci parte dintr-o echipa de la care se poate invata! Este ceva dar numai daca as reusii sa agat un contract ... pentru ca astia in cazu in care vor sa ma angajeze trebuie sa vada rezultate mai intati ...e greu dar mai timp sa caut sa caut sa caut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobul asta e foarte tare cunosti o gramada de oameni faci o gramada de treburi! Bineinteles ca daca intrii in lumea asta automat trebuie sa ai o anumita prestanta anumita tinuta deciiii mai pe romaneste ...TOCURI dressuri si tinute office!:) Deci da de astama cam plang ca mi-e dor d bocancii si blugii mei de toate zilele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In rest cu Victoras e ok ... avem B 133 VVK la numerele de la masina :)! Si vestea asta mi-a cam luminat ziua :)! Ok back to work now ... ca scriu de la birou!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-6001124382042224570?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/6001124382042224570/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=6001124382042224570' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6001124382042224570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6001124382042224570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-new-pussycat.html' title='what&apos;s new pussycat?'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-1946874142455689551</id><published>2010-05-13T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:36:46.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce se mai intampla si cu LMA!</title><content type='html'>Am un iubit care conteaza ...il cheama Victor Porta are 28 de ani si vrea sa fie cu mine!Astazi implinim 2 luni... 2luni baby:)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O facultate falimentara ... care se numeste facultatea de pisihologie ...care este incontiunare minuata cu profi ok si colegi suppper!Psihologie ,oameni frumosi , o gramada de chestii care le inveti despre tine ...a devenit falimentara exact cand am gasit ce sa fac cu ea ...si anume psihologia reclamei .....O facultate miiiununata cum ziceam dar pe care nu pot sa o platesc ....si de care imi pare cam rau !Maica'mea a decis ca e inutila si ca am deja o facultate facuta si de ce sa mai dea banii si pe a2a....sa zicem ca o inteleg dar ea nu s-a prins ca ea era ultima salvare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soon to be bankrupt faculty ,daca nu ma misc repede si daca nu ii conving pe ai mei sa-mi plateasca restantele ,care sunt multe si tampite! Ase ....turism servicii sa zicem ca intersant dar a devenit proritara in defavoarea psihologiei ... deci ea este dusmanul acum:)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un buget falimentar pe care il pun inapoi pe roate daca ma angajez pe undeva ...noroc cu Vic care e tata ranitilor ... si m-a scos din rahat tot timpu' asta cat am stat eu sa ma gandesc ce'i cu mine ,ce-am de facut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ... 2 parinti tampiti care au facut o competitie din a'si arunca vina unu asupra celuilalt fara sa se gandeasca ca noi suntem la mijloc si s-ar putea sa facem greseli majore cat se cearta ei, greseli care or sa ne afecteze tooata viata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O gramada de probleme exisentiala care nu exisat defapt si de care ma lovesc ca musca de neon ...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am o gramada de motive sa nu plec din Bucale ... principalul motiv fiind Victor pe care nu vreau sa-l pierd pentru ca el este cel care i-a pasat pana cum mai mult decat oricine ...Si momentan e cam singuru care [MAI] conteaza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am un catel cu otita ...il cheama Richie are 3 ani si e bischon maltez alb si-ar da viata pentru o bucata de friptura ...da una mare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am o inima mare pe care acum o impart...cica nu mai e doar a mea! Mii s-a pus sechestru pe una din jumatati ....&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least ..... Am de facut o urare !LA MULTI ANI DE ZIUA NOASTRA PISICA! Iarta-ma sa nu crezi ca ignor partea asta care este cea mai importanta ....dar am o gramada de griji! La multi ani si sa ne fie bine si de-acum incolo!:) Te iubesc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1946874142455689551?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/1946874142455689551/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=1946874142455689551' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1946874142455689551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1946874142455689551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/05/mda-ce-se-mai-intampla.html' title='Ce se mai intampla si cu LMA!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3506434651225075439</id><published>2010-04-29T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:05:13.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru sufletul meu flamand!!!!</title><content type='html'>In seara asta am invatat si eu in sfarsit ce zicea chirila in piesa aia dragostea.... cred ca nu am vorbit doar asa sa vorbesc cand ti-am spus ce ti-am spus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca ceea ce avem noi e foarte puternic ... si nu-mi vine sa cred ca te-am gasit si esti al meu si ca suntem numai noi.....si mai mergem si maine la mare !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru cei care au renuntat la ideea de dragoste traita pe deplin ....nu renuntati si zambiti incontinuare .... si sperati! Si eu am facut asta ....am crezut ca in viata asta este necesar doar sa crezi destul d emult in iubire iar te rasplateste venind ....si pierzandu'se in tine si tu in ea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TE IUBESC SI NU VREAU SA TE PIERD ...multumesc pentru ultimele 50 de zile din viata mea !Care au fost pur si simplu DE VIS!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc din suflet marelui domn si marelui om cu cel mai frumos suflet pe care l-am putut gasii....Multumesc Victor Iorga! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps As mai scrie un roman despre tot ..dar ma grabesc ca vii de la baie !!!!!!!!!1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3506434651225075439?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3506434651225075439/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3506434651225075439' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3506434651225075439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3506434651225075439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/04/pentru-sufletul-meu-flamand.html' title='Pentru sufletul meu flamand!!!!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3483222179741380844</id><published>2010-04-28T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T08:49:17.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok! Bun, eu stiu ca am o fata de copil! Stiu ca la 23 de ani lumea imi da 19 la infatisare si 15 ca   mod de exprimare ...dar[MEREU TREBUIE SA EXISTE UN DAR]... BUT COME ONNNNNNNNNN...&lt;br /&gt; Stiu toata lumea asteapta cu interes momentul in care eu o sa ma maturizez si o sa ma fac mare si o sa ma transform in una din  femeile acelea  mirobolant de frumoase foarte eleganta, stilata si diplomata dar pana atunci ... It's plane old me! Si pazea ca mai sunt si indragostita .....&lt;br /&gt; The point is ... eu sunt din cate ma inteleg eu pe mien un malgam de sentimente ...  si o combinatie de mai multe feluri .... mereu am avut o viata palpitanta, uimitor acum am un baiat calm si linistit ....care aaaa da ma calmeaza [aviz amatorilor imi clameaza eruptiile nervoase si vijeliile furtunoase sa nu va ganditi la prostii, ok?]&lt;br /&gt; ASTA nu inseaman ca eu nu pot fii serioasa .... de ce crede lumea asta! Aveti o problema prieteni ...nu vorba de faptu ca eu sunt ignoranta la sfaturi si superficiala ci voi nu m-ati vazut decat maimutarindu-ma! Chiar daca o dau usor inspre gluma serios ....eu chiar pot sa fi serioasa .... numai cand trebuie , adevarat ,numai ca la mine momentele alea sunt foarte rare:)... Imi pare rau ..dar nici acum nu ma consider o mare dezamagire!Ba chiar ma mandresc cu mine am o problema cu asta in ultima vreme ca unii tind sa creada ca am devenit narcisista[bine sunt si narcisista da asta e alta problema] este adevarat faptu ca o sa incerc sa-mi potolesc din iesirile  nebuen poate chair pe alocuri terbiliste si asta de dragul CELOR DRAGI.... cei care ii numesc eu dragi au devenit aproape peste noapte dragi dar nici asta nu mai conteaza!&lt;br /&gt;Pffff da bine stiu ca zice luema c a ma complic ei uite bine recunosc ...ma complic! But what would life be without a litle spiceup....? HUH?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3483222179741380844?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3483222179741380844/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3483222179741380844' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3483222179741380844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3483222179741380844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/04/ok-bun-eu-stiu-ca-am-o-fata-de-copil.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-2926941772490149149</id><published>2010-04-27T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T01:50:31.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.....a truce and a long aspected ending!</title><content type='html'>Astazi am sters o poveste cu totul din minte ... avand un zambet curat si frumos pe chip! A fost provocat  demeresul respectivsi asta pentru ca a devenit mult prea important Victor sa mai risc ...si cand zic risc ....zic doar ca nu vreau sa mai dau prilejul sa fiu deranjata de nimeni... sau mai ales de cel pe care l-am sters!  Eu sunt foarte sigura pe mine si stiu pe cine vreau ...si cum vreau sa fie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAMA mereu zicea  SA AI CE-TI DORESTI ...si SA-TI DORESTII CEEA CE AI !!! Mai ales dupa ce a divortat ....[ma doare prea putin de ce-ar credea tata cand ar citii asta]  IAR EU AM CEEA CE-MI DORESC ...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Importanta e fericirea mea ... si a lui! Mai are foarte putin Victor si devine UN NOU EL ... si la mine EL inseamna extraordinar de multe! El este ...the one ... alesul ... cel pe care'l privesc cu cei frumosi ochi .... El este cel careeee cum sa zic ..sau cum ar zice englezul ...I worship the ground he walks on ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intr-un cuvant m-am speriat rau tare aseara si m-am prins cum sta treaba ...e rau fara El ... a fost o mica mostra fara el! S-a intamplat doar a nu adormim ca de obicei in unu bratele celulilalt....ORIBIL!&lt;br /&gt;Truce .... e pentru mine ...am facut pace cu mine si mi-am pus pe hartie singura ce este mai important!&lt;br /&gt;Si endingul  era faptuit de mult de pe 13 Martie ....a inceput pe 4 Martie ... si s-a defintivat pe 13  dar azi ....azi am fost mandra de mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Iarta-ma puiule pentru ca aseara am confundat urat treburile! Dar crede-ma ca nu te-as mintii niciodata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-2926941772490149149?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/2926941772490149149/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=2926941772490149149' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2926941772490149149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2926941772490149149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/04/truce-and-long-aspected-ending.html' title='.....a truce and a long aspected ending!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-8177647059773025241</id><published>2010-04-22T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T06:48:39.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ba abia astept sa merg la mare de 1 Mai...Nu mai pot sunt foarte stresata azi ... ma enerveaza lumea de-acasa ca se tot cearta si nu au ce face ...lii se trage de la prea mult bine!Clar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abia astept plaja aia magica ...marea si-un val! Si dansatu la stuf ... si papatul la soni si viata aia faina de vama! Da m-am linistit si eu sunt fata serioasa ..cu prieten normal la cap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;App de prieten ... Victor osa fie tarat de mine de 1 MAI in vama ...o sa mearga pentru prima data in viata lui ...ma sper sa-i placa nush sigur ....da eu cred ca osa fie bine daca nu stam la prea multa agitatie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oricum sunt stresata azi ... rau! Si vreau moment de respiro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-8177647059773025241?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/8177647059773025241/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=8177647059773025241' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8177647059773025241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8177647059773025241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/04/ba-abia-astept-sa-merg-la-mare-de-1-mai.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7767064783779388636</id><published>2010-04-20T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T01:55:33.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look into my eyes - you will see ...What you mean to me</title><content type='html'>Ce inseamna pentru tine viata ?&lt;br /&gt;Ce inseamna pentru tine libertatea ?&lt;br /&gt;Ce inseamna pentru tine marea si nisipul ?&lt;br /&gt;Ce inseamna pentru tine alunita de pe obrazul lui drept, de care te-ai indragostit din prima si din cauza careia ai zis odata :      Da, vino si ia-ma la 9 ...stau in Rahova!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce inseamna pentru tine gandul ca ai pentru cine sa-ti faci griji si are cine sa-ti poarta de grija ?&lt;br /&gt;Ce inseamna ca asociezi toata perioada asta cu un fruct bun manacat, cu o felie de pepene rosie mancata vara .... cu o melodie de la Vama Veche!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CU :SA-ncerc sa ma-ascunde de iubire .... Dar... sa nu te mai , sa nuu te maiiii pooott uitaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ca in VST .... m-am trezit de-atat ori langa un barbat frumos si miroasea a flori ....si eu ii sopteam "Vrei un ceai?" ...chiar daca el nu -mi spune "Te iubesc" imi arata asta , cuvintele astea sunt uneori titanice pentru un om si sunt greu de folosit ... si trebuie folosite cu cap! Cu toate astea eu am spus eu prima data asta , a fost un BOOOM ..mi-a scapat pur si simplu din gura fara sa imi dau seama! Si dupa ce am zis mi-am ascuns privirea in pieptul lui ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce inseamna sa-ti zica cineva la 3 dimineata in timp ce te tine in brate pentru ca tu ai febra mare...tu vrei sa te dezvelesti si el te inveleste la loc zicand : ca dupa'aia urlii si zici ca esti cobza ....invelita stai :)! Dupa care te srange in brate ... si vegheaza incontinurare pentru tine ...sa-ti fie bine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce INSEAMNA SA VREI SA AJUNGI ACASA MAI REPEDE ...sa stati impreuna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSEAMNA TOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7767064783779388636?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7767064783779388636/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=7767064783779388636' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7767064783779388636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7767064783779388636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/04/ce-inseamna-pentru-tine-viata-ce.html' title='Look into my eyes - you will see ...What you mean to me'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6098838131681669114</id><published>2010-04-09T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T05:18:52.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post LA MU RI TOR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S78ZsdmpLeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AU5DAx0ppbU/s1600/27180_413022186214_564926214_5681984_4588384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S78ZsdmpLeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AU5DAx0ppbU/s200/27180_413022186214_564926214_5681984_4588384_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458109525047979490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa va explic .... ca poate nu intelege lumea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De aproape o luna de zile sunt impreuna cu el Victor Iorga... de cateva zile bune toti prietenii imi urla in cap ca sunt preocupata numai de el! Citez : s-au   obisnuit ca oamenii cand se combina sa fie blocati...etc etc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum este evident eu imi iubesc prietenii ...si familia dar deocamdata am timp numai de el!Macar o perioada scurta pana ma satur de starea de dragoste bagata in vene! Da, auziti bine bag in vena frate.... Si e atat de bine si stiu ca e periculos poti devenii dependent chiar de toata treaba asta ... dar nu conteaza riscul&lt;br /&gt;Ieri am fost un pachet de nervi pentru ca toata lumea mi-a reprosat ca numa de ALA am timp ... siii ce ? Care-i problema ...AI EM HEPI! Bucurati-va pentru mine si gurita mica ca eu tot va iubesc pe toti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-6098838131681669114?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/6098838131681669114/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=6098838131681669114' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6098838131681669114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6098838131681669114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/04/post-la-mu-ri-tor.html' title='Post LA MU RI TOR!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S78ZsdmpLeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AU5DAx0ppbU/s72-c/27180_413022186214_564926214_5681984_4588384_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-389383241113422800</id><published>2010-03-17T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:48:08.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uite na ca respir incontinuare ...</title><content type='html'>Sunt un om scarbit cu serviciu si o relatie! Serviciul meu e la metro Baneasa ... eu stau la Piata Rahova! calculati si voi timpii de tranzit intre punctul A si punctul B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi astept iubitul sa vina la mine acasa [am un nou iubit da pe cel vechi l-am aruncat, ma ranise prea mult] acest baiat e diferit .... diiiferit dar are grija de mine si ma face sa uit de cel vechi cand sunt cu el!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum o sa vina cu praji' la mine... eu o sa-i dau sa manance ceva bun facut de mine...e genul ala de om de la care stii  la ce sa te-astepti!Si nu stiu pentru mine e ceva nou eu stiu doar sa fiu o libertina sa fac ce-mi taie mie capul nu stiu sa fiu intr-o relatie normala in care te vezi cu iubitul zi de zi .. asta ii spuneam si mamei in tramvai acum cateva zile... Nu-mi place ca nu mai am eu libertatea mea ... nope ....e ceva nush ciudat! Poate m-am obisnuit eu singura ... sa fac planuri doar pentru mine si nu sa fac planuri in doi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAR cum ramane cu gandul asta, scris de mine acum ceva timp:&lt;br /&gt;Cu ochii din soare neclinti&lt;br /&gt;Cu inima absorbita de iubiti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printre idei si ganduri roi&lt;br /&gt;Galopezi pe instincte noi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAuti prin viata si confunzi&lt;br /&gt;Iubirea clasica in doi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te pacalesti,uiti de nevoi&lt;br /&gt;De grijile ce curg suvoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasi viata ta de-oparte pentru "voi"&lt;br /&gt;PEntru'o iubire sincera si planuri in doi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu vei gasii nici mulumire&lt;br /&gt;Doar o vaga nalucire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHiar crezi ca e doar iubire&lt;br /&gt;Nu vezi ca-i numai amagire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar dragostea se traieste in doi&lt;br /&gt;Ci nu doar unul ce traieste pentru-amndoi1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu acest iubit s-a putut spera , cu acest iubit s-a putut planuii ... si pentru el ai putut sa-ti schimbi viata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma cert singra ce amuzanta sunt , nu?Asta pe rimtmuri de Urma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;buy me with a coffee&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... ce nasol suna ... asta! Dar pana la urma mesajul e exact acelas pe care-l simt eu acum ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of wastead gifts around&lt;br /&gt;Instead of losing all we have&lt;br /&gt;Instead of dreaming of a man you'll never have&lt;br /&gt;You'd better breathe with me and feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of planning and debating&lt;br /&gt;Instead of shaping my own dreams&lt;br /&gt;Instead of dreaming of a son you'll never have&lt;br /&gt;You'd better breathe with me and feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un mesaj din asta pentru ficatul meu scarbit de atitudinea inimii mele din ultimul timp ... la mine maruntaile trupului meu se cam intorc unu impotriva celuilalt!&lt;br /&gt;Dar Victor e un copil bun ..he's good babyboy ... este diferit ... Bucurestean din Dristor ... si la fel d epierdtu probabil ca si mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce sa mai spun doar ca .....You'd better breathe with me and feel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-389383241113422800?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/389383241113422800/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=389383241113422800' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/389383241113422800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/389383241113422800'/><link 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surd, verde cad, verde ard&lt;br /&gt;astazi sunt un inger sedat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunt un inger sedat&lt;br /&gt;astazi nu am cap&lt;br /&gt;nici tu nu ai cap ce ma fac?&lt;br /&gt;verde surd, verde cad, verde ard&lt;br /&gt;astazi sunt un inger sedat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in lumini albe cobor&lt;br /&gt;e omul neom al proscrisului pom&lt;br /&gt;nemiscat eu te fac sa respiri sacadat&lt;br /&gt;greu, anarhic, vandal, pacatos si venal&lt;br /&gt;prin abisuri si urlete mov ma intorc&lt;br /&gt;plictisit si ucis in lumini de neon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunt un inger sedat&lt;br /&gt;astazi nu am cap&lt;br /&gt;nici tu nu ai cap ce ma fac?&lt;br /&gt;verde surd, verde cad, verde surd, verde ard&lt;br /&gt;astazi sunt un inger sedat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunt un inger sedat&lt;br /&gt;astazi nu am cap&lt;br /&gt;nici tu nu ai cap ce ma fac?&lt;br /&gt;verde surd, verde cad, verde surd, verde cad&lt;br /&gt;astazi sunt un ïnger sedat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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dor'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3065639611319078362</id><published>2010-03-12T17:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:20:54.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Actul II , Scena 1:!What a nice dream .... it was"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_n3JHqLUGo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_n3JHqLUGo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice dream (if you think that you're strong enough)&lt;br /&gt;nice dream (if you think you belong enough)&lt;br /&gt;nice dream (if you think that you're strong enough)&lt;br /&gt;nice dream (if you think you belong enough)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3065639611319078362?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3065639611319078362/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Mi-am cladit existenta din iubirea asta in ultimii 2 ani! Imi aduc aminte ca imediat dupa ce te-am cunoscut ...mi-am promis ca nu ma imiplic prea mult pentru ca stiam ca am sa sufar! Ti-am spus de vreo 2 ori pana acum ca oamenii ca mine nu pot sa aiba parte d norocu de-a fii cu persoana pe care chiar o iubesc, eu sunt un om care niciodata nu prea avut noroc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum cand toate imi merg prost ... minutele se masoara in secunde , orele in minute,zilele in ore,saptamanile in ziele si asa mai departe....s-a dus tot farmecul ala al meu de om indragostit! Un om care iubeste alt om ... s-a dus sensatia cand ma trezeam ma uitam odata la ceas dimineata apoi ma mai uitam odata seara si avam impresia ca au trecut doar cateva clipite.... mai lungi!&lt;br /&gt;Acum timpul este lung ... si greoi si apasator! Si totul este organizat si gandit! Nu mai am timp sa traiesc cum traiam inainte pentru ca ma prind grijile din urma! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum am uitat sa fiu copil pentru ca trebuie sa fiu ceea ce mi-am dorit eu mai mult OM MARE! Si cu toate astea tu inca mai vii sa imi zici ca : Mai ai de crescut! Mai ai de invatat! Ai prea multe pretentii pentru varstata si pentru cate stii sa faci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns sa te inteleg cand imi ziceai la 12 cand eu abia ma trezeam ... cand imi ziceai , deafapt cand ma intrebai ce fac si eu ziceam ca abia m-am trezit! Iar tu imi ziceai : Ce viata! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am deviat iar de la subiect! Ziceam doar atat ca te-am iubit enorm de mult si tu nu m-ai inteles si chiar ti-ai batut joc! Ti-ai batut joc prin indiferenta ta si prin remarcile tale ironice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NU ai fost ceea ce am crezut ....si daca ar fi sa trag linie "prietene" exact cum imi ziceai tu de 1 Maiul ala in Vama ...daca ar fi sa trag linie si sa concluzionez  asputea spune doar ca am ales cu inima ci nu cu mintea cand am ales sa cred in tine, tot ce-as putea spune este doar ca m-ai dezamagit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aia mica care e defapt aia mare ... n-o sa te mai lase sa iti bagi piciaorele pana la genunchi in sufletul ei!Aia mica care iti scria tie poezii si care sacrifica niste lucruri importante doar pentru a ajunge mai apropae de tine a renuntat sa-i mai pese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-ai chinuit sufletul si te dispretuiesc pentru asta ... m-ai transformat dintr-un om visator intr-un om care nu mai are incredere exact in partea lui cea mai frumoasa in firea lui visataore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cel mai rau eu ca acum nu pot sa mai zic si nu o sa mai zic niciodata ca o parte din mine te va iubii toata viata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1494048538005691674?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/1494048538005691674/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=1494048538005691674' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1494048538005691674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1494048538005691674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/03/trebuie-sa-stii-si-tu.html' title='Trebuie sa stii si tu !'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5155713120312902567</id><published>2010-02-27T02:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T03:59:40.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...planuri!</title><content type='html'>Mai multe persoane de-alungul vietii mele mi'au spus ca ar trebuii sa scriu o carte despre viata mea! Daca as face asta ma intreb cum ar arata capitolele ei, ma gandesc ca ar fi ceva asemanator ca in filmul ala The Pursuit of Happyness ....de o gramada de ori m-am gandit la chestia asta:), de o gramada de ori am gasit denumirea perfecta pentru unul din capitolele vietii mele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparent fiecare om crede ca m-a citit in 3 secunde, ca ma pot denumii si eticheta intr-un fel sau altul! APARENT .... doar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Numai eu,mama si cativa prieteni stiu cu adevarat cum a fost viata mea pana acum!Eu si Dumnezeu  stim exact ce-am facut,cum am facut,ce-am fost,ce-am iubit,pe cine am respecatat,urat,vorbit de raua,adorat,dorit,pierdut,avut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Si adevarul e ca eu chiar am avut o viata tumultuoasa nici trista nici fericita ...traita in etape!Cert este ca daca mi-am dorit ceva am obtinut dar cu greu pe dealta parte in alte portiuni nu cred ca pot spune ca am obtinut...mai exista si abateri MARI dela regula!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Figuri importante care au facut parte din viata mea nu au inteles exact ce vroiam eu de la ei si ce vroiam eu sa le ofer.Sunt constienta ca in viata mai trebuie sa si dai ca sa primesti....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Odata candva o sa scriu cate ceva despre viata mea pentru ca am ce povestii ....din pacate cred ca si cartea care daca o sa iasa pe undeva o sa aiba succes pentru ca vietiile astea zbuciumate si tumultuoase prind la public! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu recunosc,sunt un  copil, mai am de invatat si de trait si de-aia am zis ca ODATA CANDVA o sa fac si asta! Asa cum o sa reusesc sa fac actorie un alt mare vis de-al meu!Copil esti si la 7 ani si la 23 :)!&lt;br /&gt; De scris poezii m-am apucat de mult ... si opere artistice am inceput sa fac de la varste fargede :)Sunt o adevarata artista :)ce sa mai ...deci ar fi pacat sa nu devin o artista completa! NU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasand gluma la oparte abia astept sa fac asta cred ca o sa ma apuc din timp, sa scriu pe parcurs sa nu uit din chestii!&lt;br /&gt; De exemplu asta vara cat am stat in vama trebuia sa scriu zilnic a fost o etapa tare faina care trebuiau  notate pas cu pas!&lt;br /&gt; In fine pe langa astea toate ....numar zilele! Vine ziua mea, 4 Martie, cea mai frumoasa zi din an! :) Pup nasuri!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5155713120312902567?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5155713120312902567/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5155713120312902567' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5155713120312902567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5155713120312902567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/02/planuri.html' title='...planuri!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-1517030169252269957</id><published>2010-02-13T15:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:44:02.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ce dracu fac eu cu viata mea? Sunt unele lucruri pe care le-am facut demonstrativ, uitand complet de principiile mele!Demonstrativ si razbunandu'ma exact pe principiile mele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt unele lucruri in viata care nu se fac si cam atat! Am facut o greseala asta vara care nu o sa mai repet pentru ca I know better than that! Pentru ca au avut unii oameni incredere in mine si eu i-am dezamagit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In seara asta am realizat ce asteptari au avut si inca au oamenii de la mine...Imi pare rau ca am dezamagit,IMI PARE RAU ca m-am DEZAMAGIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NU pot sa vorbesc, sa dau detalii exacte despre asta pe blog pentru ca e mult prea personal si pentru ca nu vreau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dar totusi ... unde este partea aia din mine pe care o iubea toata lumea!De ce am pierdut-o!Am fost alfel intotdeauna dar am facut greseli! Care nu le-am constinentizat pe deplin pe moment care le simt acum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nu pot decat sa dau explicatii si sa lamuresc situatia ....pentru ca oamenii care au fost afectati pana la urma nu au avut nicio vina si meritau altceva decat injuaturi si vorbe urate!NU pot face nimic decat cand o sa lamuresc problema cu Ionut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; MA simt oribil pentru ca s'a inteles exact ce nu a fost! Faptul ca din cauza mea cineva a avut o reactie a manie este adevarat dar cauza nu este cea care s-a inteles! &lt;br /&gt; NU imi pare rau si nu o sa-mi cer scuze pentru faptele altora doar ca imi pare rau ca s-a intamplat asa si mi-e rusine de persoanele afectate!E greu sa mai dai ochii cu o persoana dupa sa ceva! Asta nu-mi ramane decat sa imi recastig ce-am pierdut &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Am primit o educatie, pazesc anumite valori in viata.... si cu toate astea am facut niste greseli urate! Si asta n-o sa se mai intample .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Merit sa mii se bata obrazul ....dar pentru exact cu totul alte motive! &lt;br /&gt;Imi pare rau doar ca imi dau seama cum ma vedeau unele persoane asta e cel mai dureros pentru ca imaginea pe care o aveam in ochii lor este de fapt imaginea mea reala! &lt;br /&gt; Fiecare face gresei sper doar sa pot intr-o zi sa beau un suc cu prietenul meu fara sa mai fie suparat si sa fie sigur ca eu am avut si am foarte mult de invatat de la el ca nu numai ca il respect foarte mult dar il am paote ca un model bun in viata! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta e sper sa ma ajute Dumenzeu sa demonstrez exac ce sunt! Si anume exact persoana care eram vazuta nu de mult! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1517030169252269957?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/1517030169252269957/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=1517030169252269957' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1517030169252269957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1517030169252269957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/02/ce-dracu-fac-eu-cu-viata-mea-sunt-unele.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3521477608722605759</id><published>2010-02-12T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:55:44.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trebuie sa stiti si voi caaaa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hDWGMuH46Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hDWGMuH46Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa caaaaaa... fericirea eun ucuru mic ...un pitic... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starea mea generala e de emotie, frica, groaza a gandul zilei  demaine, angoasa, tensiune repetabila.....No job ,no money, no nothing! Si prostii de platit o gramada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu toate astea nebuna de Cristina se duce sambata 13.Feb.2010 ..In Club A ... La Anti Valentine's DAy ...... la grupul vocal-instrumental format din Adrian Tanase[voce subtire] si Cosmin Covei[voce groasa] .....adica TAPINARII ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu toate ca sunt leftera ...cu toate ca viata-i grea la oras .... eu tot ma incapatanez sa ma duc in Club A  sa-i vad pe cei 2 baieti si pe toooti prietenii mei dragi!&lt;br /&gt; Deci sambata CLUB A ORA 20 ...cred 15 lei beletu ... va pup pe nas!Tai-TAi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3521477608722605759?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3521477608722605759/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3521477608722605759' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3521477608722605759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3521477608722605759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/02/trebuie-sa-stiti-si-voi-caaaa.html' title='Trebuie sa stiti si voi caaaa....'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-2518263893732365042</id><published>2010-02-04T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T13:26:41.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another good day for since!</title><content type='html'>Mi-e somn!Ma doare un genunchi si ceafa! As vrea sa dorm da' sunt tare nehotarata ...parca as mai sta la  birou un pic, doar un pic! Am ascultat iar piesa aia de la Timpuri Noi cu Tata .... si mi-am adus aminte cum m-a invatat Ionut si prietenul lui cel mai bun Paul ....sa merg pe bicicleta! era un pegas galben cu vopseaua sarita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S2s6ufuAP8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/hSd3d_aIg5Y/s1600-h/pegas_modern__748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S2s6ufuAP8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/hSd3d_aIg5Y/s200/pegas_modern__748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434501945815482306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mi-aduc aminte ca pe vremea aia curtea scolii parea mult mai mare era mai misto cand eram io mica .... eu chiar am avut o copilarie demna de mine! Frate eu nu ii inteleg pe oamenii astia care se schimba! ca eu tot copila am ramas!Si nu inteleg de ce o fi gresit in asta .... am tendinta sa cred ca e ceva jeanant sa ramai copil! Mie chiar mi-a zis o persoana  : Te iubesc! Asa tampita, nebuna si copila cum esti, eu te iubesc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bine nu in sensul idiot...ca nu poti sa te comporti  ca un copil tembel ...dar totusi eu si la 22 de ani inca rad ,tip ca nebuna nu prea imi pasa mie de lume .... in fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mai scrie ceva frumos da mi-e lene .... Hai ca ma duc la tv incepe Jon $ Kate PLUS 8! ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-2518263893732365042?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/2518263893732365042/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=2518263893732365042' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2518263893732365042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2518263893732365042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-another-good-day-for-since.html' title='Just another good day for since!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S2s6ufuAP8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/hSd3d_aIg5Y/s72-c/pegas_modern__748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7317806844945858702</id><published>2010-02-02T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T07:52:41.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru Iulian !</title><content type='html'>"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S2i3pQW259I/AAAAAAAAAHE/bfO1Yxmm_98/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S2i3pQW259I/AAAAAAAAAHE/bfO1Yxmm_98/s320/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433794869815863250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S2i3gPgRLoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jhn3bd1VgHA/s1600-h/DSCF8823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S2i3gPgRLoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jhn3bd1VgHA/s320/DSCF8823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433794714968075906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiu este o comparatie foarte, foarte tampita ...si stiu poate n-ar fi trebuit sa fac asemenea comparatii! Eu am ramas la fel de surprinsa ... In prima poza sunt eu cu o fosta[actuala/viitoare nu stiu  mereu o sa ramana pe undeva] mare dragoste  mea ...e o poza facuta undeva la inceputul lunii iunie 2009 .... iar urmatoarea este o poza facuta cu tata,in septembrie 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[later edit] De remarcat privirea mea draguta din ambele poze .... tocmai asta a fost marea surpiza si pt mine :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiar daca s-au intamplat multe, chiar daca nu prea conteaza,chiar daca nu a fost sa fie ...I still look up for the guy! Si o sa-l pretuiesc toata viata ..Iar in ceea ce-l priveste pe tata e cam aceesi poveste ...&lt;br /&gt;Acesti doi oameni care se aseamana foarte mult dar cu care am avut niste meciuri mari ....pe de alta parte doi oameni la care inca tin enorm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata e tata ... nu intru in detalii .... a facut multe bune! Dar din pacate au ramas si ceva cicatrici pe urma lui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar Iulian ... vechiul meu prieten ... eu mereu am zis ca in viata trebuie sa ai cel putin un prieten ca el , o veche poveste,o veche dragoste ca el!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie sa recunosc ca daca nu venea ziua de 1 Februarie 2010 si apoi daca nu primeam o veste trista in seara asta .... nu mai rascoleam si ramaneau fotografiile undeva printr-un sertaras al mintii mele.... prafuite si neatinse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar trecand peste tot si toate .... imi pare tare rau ca in seara asta nu am fost langa prietenul meu  Iulian, sa-l pot imbratisa .... si sa-i pot zice ca poate o sa fie bine!Chiar daca viata s-a schimbat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuvintetele astea sunt atat de sarace cand se intampla asa ceva ... suntem neputinciosi si mici!Degeaba ne credem mari zmei ca fara ai nostrii cei dragi suntem degaba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un gand pentru seara asta : fiecare suntem fetita sau baietelul cuiva:)!&lt;br /&gt;Piesa este in memoria tatalui prietenului meu drag, Iuli!&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqiojZAlNt8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqiojZAlNt8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7317806844945858702?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7317806844945858702/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=7317806844945858702' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7317806844945858702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7317806844945858702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/02/pentru-iulian.html' title='Pentru Iulian !'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S2i3pQW259I/AAAAAAAAAHE/bfO1Yxmm_98/s72-c/DSC00074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3635267974055983876</id><published>2010-01-31T08:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T09:09:39.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GODDDDDDDD!!</title><content type='html'>Ba eu nu stiu ce dracu am facut sa merit asemenea tortura psihica...  dupa ce ca ma terorizeaza examenele minuante care mi-au mai ramas si cum  o belea nu vine niciodata singura ... misterele vietii si surpizele ei  mereu surpinzatoareee :) isi fac iar de cap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se stie ca m-am mutat frumos ca o floare in Bucuresti! Deci da 4 luni  locuiesc CU chirie si AM colega de camera,colega de camera ce-i drept  mai normala decat ultima ... se stie ca una din minunatele placeri ale  locuitului CU chirie si CU colega de camera .....este cea dea  avea  musafiri....&lt;br /&gt;   Da da da si se stie  ca daca te  impotrivesti la un musafir ... s'ar putea sa-ti para rau pentru ca as we  well know ... poate vrei si tu sa iti chemi let's say boyfriendul ... o  mama un tata .... sora frate sau orice alt neam prieten sau cunostinta  pe care iti doresti sa ii ai din cand in cand langa tine!&lt;br /&gt;BOOOONNNN!!&lt;br /&gt;Believe me .... :) daca nici eu nu sunt the perfect roomie ...adica  inchipuiti'va  ....chair eu in persoana am venit cu propunera minunata  de a ne a duce DIN CAND IN CAND .... prietenii si de-ai tine la noi  PESTE NOAPTE ...O NOPATE ...hai poate doua da nuzile in sir... si se pare ca  unii oameni cand le permiti putin te incaleca ...sau cand le dai un  deget .... iti iau toata manutaaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VA asigur ca nu m-ar fii deranjat ....nimic doar ca de 3 zile dorm ba  prin vecini ...ba cu amorezul si loverboyul Cristinei[aka de roomie] in  PAT ..... sau sa va povestesc despre seara inc are my roomie a hotarat ca vrea sa aiba quieky pana vin eu acasa ...si m-a sunat sa ma anunte ca trebuie sa intarzii ... nu e nici o problema am zis eu dar ... cand am ajuns acasaica ... cineva era inca in halat si cineva era ft panicat ca am aparut ... a urmat multe scuze din partea ei ... o gramda momente penibile eu dorindu'mi sa dispar macar juma de ora din casa de-am ajuns sa ies la o tigara scurta de juma de ora ... fumata pe la etajul 8 al minunatului bloc din cartierul minunat rahova!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In timp ce eu imi dau sufleul pe-aici cei doi indragostiti ... stau in pat se aud tot felul de pupaturi preeeeluuungiiite bufnituri oracaituri... gadilaturi glumite si alte alea ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SI sa nu mai spun cat de minunat sa e sa stai cu prietenul alteia in pat prieten care sforaie siii sfoooraie sforaie!!! De face mai mult scandal ca  metroul!Minunat nu ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci sunt un om stresat ....:)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3635267974055983876?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3635267974055983876/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3635267974055983876' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3635267974055983876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3635267974055983876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/01/godddddddd.html' title='GODDDDDDDD!!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4174139029116315245</id><published>2010-01-27T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T08:17:36.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nimic mai usor!</title><content type='html'>Nu am chef azi, nu am chef azi,&lt;br /&gt;N-am chef de nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Nu am chef azi, nu am chef azi&lt;br /&gt;De vodca sau de gin,&lt;br /&gt;Tequila, rom sau vin&lt;br /&gt;Tigari, nu mai vorbesc&lt;br /&gt;Iar pe tine, pe tine,&lt;br /&gt;Pe tine te urasc.&lt;br /&gt;Nu te vreau azi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma vrei azi, nu ma vrei azi...&lt;br /&gt;Imi spuse ea razand&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma vrei azi, nu ma vrei azi...&lt;br /&gt;S-a ridicat usor, avea un umar gol&lt;br /&gt;Si zambetul amar,&lt;br /&gt;Baiete esti prost, iar eu nu sunt o curva&lt;br /&gt;Pe-un trotuar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma vrei azi? Nu te vreau azi!&lt;br /&gt;Nimic mai usor&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma vrei azi! Nu te vreau azi!&lt;br /&gt;Eu voi pleca-n curand,&lt;br /&gt;Ramai cu mine-n gand.&lt;br /&gt;E lapte-n frigider, iar banii, ciorapii si&lt;br /&gt;Sapca ta sunt pe calorifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te-am iubit, maaaa!&lt;br /&gt;Te iubeam! Fraiere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ne vedem joi, ne vedem joi",&lt;br /&gt;Am urlat dupa ea.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa vii joi, vreau sa vii joi&lt;br /&gt;Alerg descult pe hol,&lt;br /&gt;Dar holul este gol&lt;br /&gt;Un paharel de vin, ma uit: Cine e?&lt;br /&gt;Vecinul meu Dan de la mezanin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au trecut ani, au trecut ani&lt;br /&gt;Si viata s-a schimbat.&lt;br /&gt;Au trecut ani, au trecut ani&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am luat si eu nevasta&lt;br /&gt;Urata si cam proasta,&lt;br /&gt;Am doi copii cu ea&lt;br /&gt;Si ii feresc cat pot de mult&lt;br /&gt;De soacra mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au trecut ani, au trecut ani&lt;br /&gt;Si viata s-a schimbat.&lt;br /&gt;Au trecut ani, au trecut ani&lt;br /&gt;Ma duc mereu pe hol, dar holul este gol&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i lapte-n frigider, iar banii, ciorapii&lt;br /&gt;Si sapca nu-s pe calorifer.&lt;br /&gt;Au trecut ani, nu-s pe calorifer,&lt;br /&gt;Au trcut ani, am fost un fraier,&lt;br /&gt;Un mare, mare fraïer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi am chef doar sa stau si sa-mi contemplez starea mea de bine ... si mi-e si frica sa ma gandesc cat de misto e viata! Si pentru ca "au trecut ani", luni, zile, ore, minute si pentru ca viata s-a schimbat ... si imi vine sa urlu de bucurie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi ma bucur ca mai am timp de invatat pentru examen si ma bucur ca se termina cu frigu  asta si abia astept sa vina varaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi sunt din ce in ce mai de-acord cu poetul ...care a zis ca Fericirea este ceva care nu se-atinge niciodata dar in cautarea ei merita sa alergi toata viata !&lt;br /&gt;Iar in final va zic .....&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everybody knows my feelings Of a lonely .... nu imi plac zilele de genu asa ca m-am hotart sa nu mai am asa ceva prea des!&lt;br /&gt;V-am pupat .... din zbor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/7850159940548367803-4174139029116315245?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4174139029116315245/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4174139029116315245' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4174139029116315245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4174139029116315245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/01/nimic-mai-usor.html' title='Nimic mai usor!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6320792179385426469</id><published>2010-01-26T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:17:31.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrisoare catre "Fost" Frumos!</title><content type='html'>Si uite cum rasare inca un gand !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cause i loved you, unconditionally, i gave you even more than, i had to give&lt;br /&gt;I was willing for you to die, cause you were more precious to me, than my own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sfarsit chiar simt asta ...ACEST VERB MINUNAT "I LOVED" sau incep sa cred si sa simt asa! But u know I really did love u more then life itself....de multe ori am  fost si eu ....down on my Knees .... si tu nici macar nu te-ai uitat la mine! Asta e ... asta-i viata, este foarte dura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar stii,mie nu imi pare rau stimabile domn, eu chiar am invatat ceva din toate astea....Dar atat de multvreau sa trec peste tine odata, cum nu-ti inchipui! Si cum nu o sa intelegi! In final iti  zic ... esti un fraier ca ai lasat o fata ca mine sa-ti scape!!!! Pe cine pacaleam eu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din pacate si tu esti unul din tipii aia care nu sunt geniali, care au doar sclipiri de moment!Care promit sa fie multe dar in final ....isi dau arama pe fata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apoteotica "relatie" ...apoteotic final....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cand credeam si eu ca am dat peste un tip minunat ...care-ti taie respinartia !VAi doamne ce copil sunt ... am mai vazut eu .... tipi ca tine ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAcat ca promiteai, pacat ....Pana la urma cel mai evident lucru bun pe care l-ai facut pentru mine este ca mi-ai fost muza ... Au ramas pe urma ta, niste randuri scrise si poate niste amintiriiii....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacat ca am crezut ca aprecizei aceleasi valori ca si mine,aparent esti  un cavaler ... dar esti doar un cavaler in mister si mereu infidel ...&lt;br /&gt;De ce sa meriti tu ceva bun si frumos ...si de ce sa meriti tu sa mai raman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inca ceva ,piesa asta spune la un moment dat ....cause you were more precious to me, than my own life .... ceea ce trebuie sa intelegi tu este exact asta ... you were more precious .... la trecut BabyBoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si uite-asa te las in urma ,tu prima mea mare iubire,bineinteles ca o sa ma intorc eu frumos in urma mea si o sa mai zambesc! Pentru ca ti-am zis cretinule ... ca esti parte din mine sau mai bine zis AI FOST! Te pup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzKKpifJhuo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzKKpifJhuo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-6320792179385426469?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/6320792179385426469/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=6320792179385426469' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6320792179385426469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6320792179385426469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/01/scrisoare-catre-fat-frumos.html' title='Scrisoare catre &quot;Fost&quot; Frumos!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5340374646283566350</id><published>2010-01-22T03:05:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T05:21:18.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 ...eee better late then never!</title><content type='html'>Daca ar fi sa ma uit in spatele meu .... in semn de aducere aminte as zice despre 2009 ca afost un an tampit nebun si dement! Bai n-am mai avut de muuult tare un an asa nebun si plin ...2009 a inceput trist si s-a terminat foarteee vesel [vezi pozele de pe facebook si osa intelegi]...In ultima parte a anului trecut .... mi-am dat seama am realizat sa-mi apreciez si sa-mi iubesc mai mult prietenii de-acasa care dragii de ei sunt mirobolanti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S1mHiErooBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Q6cqf_Sr2Qs/s1600-h/19545_265891041214_564926214_5014471_2342382_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S1mHiErooBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Q6cqf_Sr2Qs/s320/19545_265891041214_564926214_5014471_2342382_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429519845213904914" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe langa faptul ca mi-am dat seama de cat sunt ei  de minunati ....m-am simtit tareee bine acasa!&lt;br /&gt;Daaar sa trecem la inapoi la oile mele ... 2009  a fost anul aventurii .... dupa cum am spus a fost un an tampit si decisiv .... pentru ca in 2009 am terminat[apropae] o facultate ... si am inceput alta!Una bucata ECTS[economia comertului turismului si serviciilor] si inca una bucata Psihologie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au fost o gramada de certuri in familie ....o gramada de lamuriri....o gramda de despartiri ...o gramda de nemultumiri ...dar cred ca am trecut cat de cat peste ele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anul 2009 are si o parte foarte urata de care nu prea am chef sa vbesc in general daramite pe blogul public ...anu trecut am luat o lectie dura despre informatiile puse pe blog chiar fiind purpersonale ...si exact pentru sufletul meu ... am constatat caaa ... surpriza viata mea e strans legata de viata altora ....si de fiecare data or sa existe momente neprielnice de sinceritate si atunci oamenii sunt cooomplet nemultumiti! E vorba de niste posturi disparute de pe ChildInTime care exista si ele pe undeva dar au fost scoase din dorinta unora!&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa zic doar atat ca nu ma deranjeaza atat de mult acum dar atunci m-aderanjat ca a trebuit sa fac ceea ce isi doreau altii si nu eu chair si daca e vb de un blog ...era este si o sa fie blogul meu! Ma cunosteti eu sunt Cristinica!:)&lt;br /&gt;Ce-am facut eu de-a;ungul anului trecut? Hehehehe mama da ce n-am facut ....m-am certat am ras am plans m-am plimbat m-am impacat am calatorit am zambit am tacut am zis eu tot ce era de zis am aruncat cu vorbele ......l-am iubit l-am iertat m-a fraierit....dar am mers mai departe!&lt;br /&gt;Primu lucru pe care imi vine in minte cand am gandesc la 2009 este [iarta-ma  M si T ca fac asta] Divort ...acuma nu am sa ma explic mai mult pentru ca iar se supara lumea pe mine cine are sa inteleaga ceva o sa inteleaga cine ma cunoaste si tine la mine stie exact ce s-a intamplat si ce-a fost!&lt;br /&gt;Dupa care a fost o perioadata incerta ...si nebuna!&lt;br /&gt;In  2009 am patit-o ...in martie am reusit sa fac cunostinta cu un Tico...mai de=aproape asa ...l-am cam luat im brate si i-am pupat prabrizu .... ma rog a trecut nu s-a intamplat mare lucru dar am cam speriat lumea ... partea  cea mai palpitanta a fost plimbarea cu ambulanta ...si-acuma cand vad ambulante tip TAXIU TINERETIII .... sa vezi senzatii tari cand esti in interioru unei garsoniere ca aia ...si sa auzi sirena urland ... vai cat minunat! Deci nu vreau sperii lumea ...s-a intamplat si chestia asta nu am patit nimic decat ca mii s-a sifonat putin orgoliu .... mii s-au invinetit putin genunchii si poate si mintea! A fost un episod naspa de careacum rad cu pofta.....[ba n-am patit nimic promit:)]&lt;br /&gt;Urmatoarea chestie draguta de facut ....a fost 1 Maiu ....care a fost petrecut cu una bucata Mr Big ....de care vad ca nu mai scap si mi-as dorii sa scap da numai ca acuma locuim in acelas oras ....noroc ca mare si nu avem cum sa dam unu de altu decat prin tel. daca tinem neaparat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr big a fost dragut ... a fost la fel de betiv ca mine ...1 maiu a fost asa ... asteptare ... vineBig sau nu .... aaaa relaxare ...a venit big .... incruntare big era cu o vvvac aaa pardon tipa .... big ramane cu mine si ne prostim pe plaja ... vedem focu de tabara din sezlonguri de plaja....eu si big mergem halim ceva dupa care concert tapinarii dupa careee ...aaaaa :) somn !&lt;br /&gt;A urmat drum colosal facut pana in Belgia ...tara autostrazilor luminate ...vietii misto si relaxarii ....Belgia nu e tocami de neglijat...cand mergi in belgia tre sa stai vreo 2 ani sa te saturi ...2 ani numa in concediu .... sa se inteleaga .... au fost discutii lamuritoare pe drum cu tata ....telefoane primite incontinuuuuu de-acasa ...Si un tata imnun la orice misto facut ...Pink Floyd si Animals in boxe ... morile eoliene care se misca exact...in ritmuri de pigs momente magice!&lt;br /&gt;A urmat vara verilor frate ... cu stat acasa fara nici'un plan cu episooade isterice de cearta cu mama cu planuri facute cu vise multe!&lt;br /&gt;Vara trecuta a fost haos frate .... am facut de toate .... am plecat d 7 ori la mare ...:)) adica dupa 28 iunie incepand ...am tot mers we de we in vama pana cand ne-am dat seama eu si cu mine ca nu mai exista bani ...asa ca una bucata don'soara Cristinica s-a dus in vama s-a angajat frumos si o luna de zile n-a mai plecat[bine asta dupa ce s-a certat cu toata lumea  a escaladat balcoane sa intre in casa ...si aaaaa plecat revolutionara la mare] &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S1mV9xe5jDI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GGNnn0pQblA/s1600-h/Picture+983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S1mV9xe5jDI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GGNnn0pQblA/s320/Picture+983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429535714259340338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....primu job a fost intr-o pensiune unde am stat cateva zile pana cand s-a dat boul de patron la mine ....iar eu era sa-l bat!Urmatorul trebuia sa fie la Barba neagra ...dar am ales in schimbbb... FAst Foodul de langa expirat undeee a fostfun ...unde m-am distrat in loc sa muncesc ...m-am ingrasat vreo 3 kile ...am avut un sef smpatic MArius ...cu o nevasta buna si 2 fetite Eva si Maya!Am lucrat cu Toledo ....un prieten vechi din Focsani...Toledo cel mereu serios ....Patty si Bala ....cele 2 nebuna de clasa a12a .... si cu aaa cum il cheama Punky!A da si cu Pitiuuuu ... unu clujean care faec videoclipuri pentru Truda! Hehehe ce prieteni mai am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In vama au fost niste momente pe care nu osa le uit niciodata ... Rasarite vazute nisipul minunat marea mea draga ....Momente notabile gen .... intalnirea cu luca si fetele ....intalnirile cu Onuta ...intalnirea cu Oana Duma ... rasaritul vazut pe plaja si apusul vazut in aceeasi zi de pe rulota lui Benny ...benny plus cainele haiduc ...Victor si cum l-am parasit cand l-am vazut pe Big .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faza dura .... eu de mana cu Victor pe plaja ....Victor care ma intreaba ce-as face daca l-as vdea pe Big .... eu raspun tandru ...Te-as parasii... Dupa un sfert de ora vad un cap chel ... la o terasa![eu inca fiind de mana cu un alt baiat]  Il strig pe big ...Big ma vede incepe sa se ascunda dupa prosoape ....mese si oameni ....eu vin dupa big ...Big in loc sa sa fie si el om normal sa se comorte ca un om certat cu mine vine ma imbratisaza ....he FRANCH KISSES me ... air eu ca vaca: "numai un moment" ....ii zic, ma intorc ...si caaa o floareee ii zic to the other guy ....PA VICTORR ! PA Victor?Cum sa faci ma asa ceva ....saracu baiat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bineinteles ca am ramas cu BIg ....big care avea treaba rpin Buc sa-si aduca gagica ....da da suntem niste pacatosi ....stiu sunt o mare javra ca i-am facut asta lui Victor ...dar frate imi pare rau ESTE BIG nu pot sa ma abtin cand il vad!Asa suntem noi 2 avem impresia ca ne putem permite cate-o evadare cand nu avem aproape nicioda treaba unu cu altul ....bine poate eu m-am implicat prea mult dar nu atat de mult incat sa fiu eu aia proasta! Daca am facut ceva am facut sa-mi fie mie bine si pentru mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasandu-l pe Big un pic la oparte ... in vama au mai fost clipe ....magice ...Zilele erau foarte pline ... continuuu faceam cate ceva ..... noptile de dansat in expirat ...zilele in care incerac pitiu sa ma invete sah ...apropae fara succes ... zile petrecute pe plaja ... discutii cu cate un necunoscut ......discutiile cu Nenea Alex de la BArba Neagara ..... cafelele baute acolo .... cu robert parca ...barmanul .....aaaaa Nea Alex care ne povestea despre aventurile lui de pe vas ... Nea alex a fost un fel de marinar nush exact ce functie ...&lt;br /&gt;IONUT NASTASE ....un tip pe care l-am cunoscut in vama care vindea spiceuri...da ati auzit bine IOnut NASTASE ... exact ca ionut al meu ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Alta faza ciudata ... ziua pattyei :) care am facut-o la granita cu bulgarii de unde am luat bautura ca porcii ....am mers din vama pana in granita pe jos ... florin ...a fost ciudatel ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folk you ... folkistii si cantarile cu ei ...intalnirea cu eva ...cu folkblog si cu foreverfolk .... eu alegrgand pe plaja cand am auzit ca e chilian pe scena folk you .....cum l-am confundat pe andries ... cu altcineva .....multumirile facute lui Eugen Avram  .... Sanziana ... si drumul facut cu ea inapoi spre casa ... sentimnetul ala ciudat care l-am avut in gara la Focsani cand am trecut de GARA FOCSANI ..si nu am coborat!&lt;br /&gt; Vama Veche a anului 2009 a fost ...wild  ...am facut de toate pentru toti am cunoscut o gramada de oameni ... Iulia si Cosmina ,Ioana aia mica care injura , Bala ,patty ,Marius, Pitiu, Manu,AlinBulgarioaica,Tipele din heros,Florin , Tipu cu hanoracu care zicea ca sunt buna ...BAnderas ,Victor, Clujencele....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plimbarile pe plaja  una singura .... certurile cu mama la tel ... zambete culoare .... si planuri!Fuga la "Suceava" ...si inca un drum spre Bucurestiul asta al meu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vara a descurs ca un tavalug nebun salbatic si haotic ... cu o graaaaaamda de faze si intamplari!&lt;br /&gt;A urmat o luna de zile de respiro acasa in care am facut planuiri pentru 1 Octombrie .... ce fac cum fac unde stau cum si cu cine! MAjoritatea lucrurilor le-am facut singura si atunci si cam in tot anu ... e cam trist pentru ca mare majoritate a anului m-am simtit foarte singura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideea este ca am vrut ceva ...mi-am dorit ecva muuult si am reusit sa fac ... cu ajutorul ambitiei si banilor tatalui meu ... am facut ce-am facut si dusa am fost mutata cu catel cu purcel si .... inscrisa cu acte in regula la Psiho .... am avut o colega de camera Alina nebuna ... app saluarile mele ...poate ai gasit si tu un doctor Alina care sa te trateze ... [Alinuta care era hipioata si anti-televiziune  dar care se uita la Mondenii pe Youtube.... foarte dargut  nu?bine ca am scapat de ea]&lt;br /&gt; De la 1 Oct pana cum nu am renuntat ... la Big la care ar trebuii sa renunt pt ca imi face rau ....sufleteste!&lt;br /&gt;Acum  ce sa zic e OK ...e ft ok mi-am luat primu examen cu brio ...one down 4 to go ....M-am mutat in minunata Rahova .... la 7 statii de 32 de  Unirii...imi place zona ca are aer de acasa ...am piata la 7 minute .... si e asa la fel ca-n cartier la mine in focsani .... nu stiu cum sa descriu ...si e cam naspa ca in tigania asta ma simt ca acasa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De cand m-am mutat in Buc am inceput sa apreciez tot .... pe mama pe tata....oe Ionut si pe ...Monica  prietenii mei orasu ala de "cacat" care e cel ami tare oras si mukt mai misto ca BUc in mute feluri! Am ajuns eu sa .... ca o floricica sa regeret viata din Focsani...dar pe bune ...sa nu credeti ca as mai da inapoi si as da viata DA BUCURESTI pe nimic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS vrea atat un job ... sa nu mai toc banii parintelui numit tata .... si nicio restanta!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM FACUTTT MULTE anul trecut ....au mai fost intamplari dar cele care au meritat mentionate le-am pus aici  am avut un an tumultuos ...invalurit si frumos!E misto sa fii CRISTINA NASTASE .... e misto sa faci ce fac eu! VA PUP PE NAs!!!HAi papa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5340374646283566350?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5340374646283566350/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5340374646283566350' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5340374646283566350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5340374646283566350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-eee-better-late-then-never_22.html' title='2009 ...eee better late then never!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/S1mHiErooBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Q6cqf_Sr2Qs/s72-c/19545_265891041214_564926214_5014471_2342382_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4938469893718311331</id><published>2010-01-22T03:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T03:05:57.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 ...eee better late then never!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-4938469893718311331?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4938469893718311331/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4938469893718311331' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4938469893718311331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4938469893718311331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-eee-better-late-then-never.html' title='2009 ...eee better late then never!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5727008393219852421</id><published>2010-01-21T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T07:14:53.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunt un om COMPLICAT .... :) ... am o gramada de ideei , o gramada de iubiri avute...intretinute in totala mea defavoare ...incep sapte lucruri de-odata si termin.... aaa opt!Ma cert inutil cu mama si/sau cu toti oamenii care sunt importanti...sunt complet neponderata cand vine vorba de maimutareli bufnituri si vociferari :))..vorbesc constant ....vorbesc continuu! Ma plang foarte tare si foarte mult cand ma doare ceva! Prietena mea cea mai buna e geloasa cand iesim impreuna cu alte prietene ... pierd timpu pe mess ,youtube,blog....ignorand de fiecare data examenele si nu ma stresez deloc!&lt;br /&gt; Am ideei fixe despre tipi ...despre care aberez non-stop .... ma scol noaptea din pat sa notez ideei sau ganduri .... Rad de oamenii care se lovesc de obiecte .... imi place doar la mare si numai la mare nu exista altceva ca obiectiv turistic! Mananc inghetata iarna ....port tenesi iarna si bocanci vara ...cand plec undeva chiar si pentru o zi imi iau la mine peste 3 perechi de chiloti ciorapi etc .... bagajul meu e cel mai voluminos de foecare data! Ma cert cu mama cot la cot si o fac vaca in fata prietenilor ...si ea se supara...cand fac curatenie in casa de fiecare data ma apuc cu baia unde stau cate 3 ore .... timp in care lumea e terorizata ca deratizez tot si orice .... sunt perfectionista rau de tot ... enervez pe toata lumea cu asta .... am impresia ca toata lumea e buna si frumoasa cu toate ca mi-o iau ft des .... de la o mare parte din ea ....din lume ....&lt;br /&gt; Am prieteni betivi ...drogati .... nebuni tampiti si ma mandresc cu asta .... am o gramada de decoratiui pietricele decorative scoici paharele boluri .... pe care le-am luat cu mine pe toate in Buc! Niciodata nu stiu sa am orientez prea bine dar ma descurc ... apropae ca nu stiu de multe ori care e stanga sau dreapta ... niciodata nu am sosetele impercheata ....mereu intarzii de urla oamenii dupa mine ... ma enervez din prostii.....&lt;br /&gt;Vorbesc mereu tare si mult ...mai sunt si moldoveanca iar prietenii mei bucuresteni ma iubesc pt asta :)&lt;br /&gt; Cand vine sor'mea in buc .... astept sa sune ea ...in loc sa sun eu care sunt mai mare si cica are trebuii sa imi pese .... ma bat cu ea si acum pe cine e mai frumoasa mai desteapta mai etc ....dorm mult dimineata chair daca sunt in sesiune! Am un rucsac plin de sosete .... plang dupa haine daca mii  se strica .... sunt dependenta de net cola si mai nou de bibleoteca central universiatara! Cu toate ca nu cintesc prea mult ....aaaa whatelese....pai cam asta este ....sunt un om compicat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5727008393219852421?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5727008393219852421/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5727008393219852421' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5727008393219852421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5727008393219852421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunt-un-om-complicat.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7527786188481482925</id><published>2010-01-16T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:48:47.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im too young to feel this old</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Cold Desert&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the corner waiting for a light to come on&lt;br /&gt;that's when i know that you're alone&lt;br /&gt;it's cold in the desert water never sees the ground&lt;br /&gt;special ones walk on without sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told me you love me, that i'd never die alone&lt;br /&gt;hand over your heart let's go on&lt;br /&gt;everyone knowed it everyone has seen the signs&lt;br /&gt;i've always been known to cross lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never ever cried when i was feeling down&lt;br /&gt;ive always been scared of the sound&lt;br /&gt;jesus don't love me no-one ever carried my load&lt;br /&gt;im too young to feel this old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;nobody sees&lt;br /&gt;nobody but me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7527786188481482925?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7527786188481482925/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=7527786188481482925' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7527786188481482925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7527786188481482925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-too-young-to-feel-this-old.html' title='im too young to feel this old'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5666953791749073640</id><published>2009-12-29T05:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T05:54:34.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed me?</title><content type='html'>Pai da,n-am mai dat de mult pe-aici ...de cand n-am mai trecut eu un presedinte s-a schimbat cu cel vechi , sute d eproci au fost sacrificati si nu cum ar fii vrut Uniunea Eu....o salatat Beouf a fost facuta de catre mine in 7 ore ore si un sfert (nu exagerez am fost conometrata) spre disperearea fratelui si sorei mele ...neamurile adica...un Craciun a trecut ...si cateva zile de bezmeticire fericita  the old fashion way acasa la mine unde totu  e mai misto!!!! Vine un An Nou care speram sa fie mai bun  cu noi dar e criza ... deci nu se stie ...... Am primit o veste cam trista de la prietenul Iulik .....am legat la loc niste prietenii cu ocazia asta .... Prietenul Alexis este blond deci nu stie ce vrea ..... Fericirepeste tot si toate ....in focsani lumea se distreazamai misto ca in Bucuresti ..... [momentu creator a fost intrerupt de un telefon de la un neam..tata god bless his heart  ilove the guy but sometimes i just wanna kill him]...Urmeaza Revu care osa fie minunat! Si mai urmeaza cronica anului 2009 !&lt;br /&gt;A da si pentru ca mama sa nu se supere si sa am liniste am sa spun ca pe mama o iubesc mai mult decat tata ....mai stii ce probleme se mai ivesc .... Vine si croinca aia urmeaza si ;ista cu To DO-uri pe anul 2010....wow ce msito suna DOUAMIIZECE...:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5666953791749073640?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5666953791749073640/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5666953791749073640' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5666953791749073640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5666953791749073640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/12/missed-me.html' title='Missed me?'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6563500269274445697</id><published>2009-11-24T15:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T12:58:51.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deci cu cine am votat !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SwxnYMSUYAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kf-6_NQrR6c/s1600/am-furat-romania-impreuna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SwxnYMSUYAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kf-6_NQrR6c/s320/am-furat-romania-impreuna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407810917877702658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deci cine stie putina rusa o sa inteleaga exact cu cine am votat, sa ma ierte toti ....si securistii si comunistii imputiti ....ca ma iau de-ai lor!Si stiu ar trebuii sa-mi fie frica ca pun pe un blog public asemenea lucruri mai stii poate or sa se ia si de un neicanimeni ca mine doar pt a am sfidat pe fata partidul prea iubit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce stiu eu ca Tatutu Ilici o sa revina la putere avandu-i pe toti papagalii din psd sub papuc !Nu prea ma pricep eu la politica and shit dar stiu atat ca multi ani am plans pe 22 Decembrie cand ma gandeam la toti oamenii de varsta mea care au murit ...am fost invatata de mica sa nu respect (asta asa doar sa am o atitudine diplomata asta pentru ca asa am invatat acasa sa nu ma cobor la nivelul lor) ...am fost invatata de mica sa nu respect stepa de oameni care sunt procmunism ....si comnunismul in sine ....am citit carti despre oamenii care au fost detinuti politici .....am uart pur si simplu gandirea unora cum ca pe vremea comnunismului era mai bine!PAi cum era mai nene mai bine? Cand nu gaseasti mancare in magazine si trebuia "te descurci" sa-ti fie bine!In fine nu am cum sa vorbesc eu despre a fost pt ca la revolutie aveam exact 3 ani si nu cred ca am dreptu sa comentez din moment ce nu am trait acea viata !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar totusi mi se pare grotesc faptu ca nenea Ilici o sa-si redobandeasca puterea alaturi de Prostanacul si Bombonelul sau !!&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Adăugaţi videoclip" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addVideo();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;  Da sunt anti psd ...da sunt anti comunism ...da l-am votat pe BAse....da ma enerveaza nenea crin ca in loc sa fie un om vertical si sa ne apere pe noi prefera sa-si duca pana la capat jocul politic si sa se razbune pe BAse alinadu'secu DUSMANU !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bravos natiune .... suntem tari au murit copiii de geaba in 89' ...sa votam cretinul si satra lui de dobitoci ca o sa TRAIM SI MAI BINE!!!:)) Asta e nu ma pot abtine provin dintr-o familie de fosti butghezi care au fost jegmaniti de regimul comunist ....strabuinca mea Dumnezeu sa odihneasca a papat 12 ani de domiciliu fortat dupa ce i-au luat tot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunicii mei toti liberali din tata in fiu .... care toata viata ...au injurat cate-un dobitoc gen Ceasca...Ilici etc...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAr eu anul asta pe 22 Dec o sa fac un lucru pe care mii l-am dorit toata viata si pe care acum pot sa-l fac pentru ca locuiesc in Buc.....O sa ma duc sa le aprind o lumanare amaritilor alora care au murit aproape ca niste prosti pentru noi la Eroilor....macar atat sa fac si eu sa-mi arat respectul fata de ei :)!&lt;br /&gt;O nopate Frumoasa .....Cris!&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/7850159940548367803-6563500269274445697?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/6563500269274445697/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=6563500269274445697' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6563500269274445697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6563500269274445697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/11/deci-cu-cine-am-votat.html' title='Deci cu cine am votat !!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SwxnYMSUYAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kf-6_NQrR6c/s72-c/am-furat-romania-impreuna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3970612854157825120</id><published>2009-11-11T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:58:35.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Domnul Gheorghe Dinica!:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_M5gNvWFwlk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_M5gNvWFwlk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; SUNT VAGABONDU' VIETII MELE&lt;br /&gt;CA INTR-UN FILM CU RASCAPUR&lt;br /&gt;MATURATOR DE PRAF DE STELE&lt;br /&gt;SI CUSURGIU FARA CUSUR&lt;br /&gt;IAR CAND ADORM SPRE DIMINEATA&lt;br /&gt;IMI REPROSEZ DE LA-NCEPUT&lt;br /&gt;CA N-AM LUAT TOTUL DE LA VIATA&lt;br /&gt;SI NU I-AM DAT CAT AS FI VRUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Cum se poate ca un munte de om ca acesta sa se stinga asa brusc in 3 saptamani! Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca in pace....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3970612854157825120?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3970612854157825120/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=3970612854157825120' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3970612854157825120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/3970612854157825120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/11/domnul-gheorghe-dinica.html' title='Domnul Gheorghe Dinica!:)'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4495733656692937239</id><published>2009-11-10T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:08:00.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre un anumit gand !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SvmVCai6hGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/N6Oghv5k9l0/s1600-h/Picture+2673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SvmVCai6hGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/N6Oghv5k9l0/s320/Picture+2673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402513096725660770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; De cate ori &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nu te-am alungat doar sa pot sa te primesc inapoi, in inima si ingand!&lt;br /&gt;Iar tu de fiecare data cand te intorci, gresesti in mod constient mai rau si mai urat decat data trecuta si incerci din ce in ce mai mult sa profiti de marea mea slabiciune care esti tu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu s-a transformat decat in durere toata marea asta de fericire ...imi amintesc ca la inceput nu-mi venea sa cred ca pot eu sa traiesc asa de intens, sa traiesc asemenea sentimente foarte faine .... Ma bucuram gustam din orice moment,sorbeam si savuram orice gand legat de tine,orice discutie orice semn...nimic nu ai inteles din tot sau doar foarte putin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am continuat si am insistat sa trag de visul asta frumos, cum ca o sa vina totul de la sine si chiar o sa vrei cu adevarat ce vroiam eu, anume ceva simplu si frumos !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceea ce ma doare cel mai tare ...e ca atunci cand eram la pamant si am cerut ajutor, nu ti-a pasat ai parut chiar deranjat! Si ai dat si tu un telefon cand ai avut chef si cand nu trebuia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu am facut asa eu cu toate ca realizam ca  esti intr-o situatie nu tocmai limita am mers inainte, si te-am ajutat aproape fara sa clipesc ...da, am ezitat, pentru ca stiam ca o sa se ajunga la situatia asta urata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate au ramas niste amintiri placute legate de-o plaja in Mai ....o esarfa colorata...niste versuri scrise...o cearta avuta cu marea ..... o amintire despre capsune .... si despre niste paturi cu asternuturi straine ... si despre niste vise facute aiurea si despre un gand de o frumusete ravisanta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate o sa mai fie clipe placuta caci ma cunosc prea bine, nu ma desprind asa de usor de ce imi e drag!Dar deocamdata doare , doare foarte tare stii tu e ca in piesa" In dragoste indiferenta-i cea mai grea"&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/7850159940548367803-4495733656692937239?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4495733656692937239/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4495733656692937239' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4495733656692937239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4495733656692937239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/11/pentru-cel-ce-nu-merita-si-cel-ce-o-sa.html' title='Despre un anumit gand !!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SvmVCai6hGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/N6Oghv5k9l0/s72-c/Picture+2673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5260027860797696066</id><published>2009-11-05T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T03:28:25.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VXJ1zSncToo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VXJ1zSncToo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;pre class="pre_versuri"&gt;Nici nu stiu ce-as vrea sa faci&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma iubesti sau sa te prefaci&lt;br /&gt;S-ar putea sa regreti ca m-ai intalnit&lt;br /&gt;E atat de greu sa fiu iubit&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai simt nimic, nu mai vreau nimic&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai stiu sa mangai nici macar un pic&lt;br /&gt;Nu sunt asa, pur si simplu, asa e viata mea&lt;br /&gt;Vad ca inca n-ai plecat, vad ca inca mai esti&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca daca te-ai hotarat sa stai si sa ma iubesti&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma sa iubesc, ajuta-ma sa traiesc&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma, stiu ca-i greu, dar ajuta-ma sa fiu eu&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma sa nu plang, ajuta-ma sa pot in brate sa te strang&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma sa rad, dar inainte invata-ma sa plang&lt;br /&gt;N-am mai zburat de-atata timp in vise&lt;br /&gt;N-am mai umblat printre nori&lt;br /&gt;N-am cantat atata timp in vise, n-am mai visat in culori&lt;br /&gt;Nu, visele mele nu mai au chip, nu mai au glas&lt;br /&gt;Desi sunt singurul lucru care a ramas&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma sa iubesc, ajuta-ma sa traiesc&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma, stiu ca-i greu, dar ajuta-ma sa fiu eu&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma sa nu plang, ajuta-ma sa pot in brate sa te strang&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma sa rad, dar inainte invata-ma sa plang&lt;br /&gt;Vad ca inca n-ai plecat, vad ca inca mai esti&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca daca te-ai hotarat sa stai si sa ma iubesti&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma sa iubesc, ajuta-ma sa traiesc&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma, stiu ca-i greu, dar ajuta-ma sa fiu eu&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma sa nu plang, ajuta-ma sa pot in brate sa te strang&lt;br /&gt;Invata-ma sa rad, dar inainte invata-ma sa plang (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Si-as mai vrea sa te rog sa nu uitam&lt;br /&gt;Dragostea e simpla, doar noi cand ne iubim o complicam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu, nu stiu domne ce se ma mai fac! Aici in bucuresti se afla un om ,un om pe care eu&lt;br /&gt;eu credeam ca il iubesc! Este unu dint oamenii cu gura si nas de zmeu...exact ca in melodie cunoscatorii stiu despre ce este vorba...de fiecare data cand renunt la el el vine si da cate un semn de viata si face ceva dragut care ma face sa il iert si sa il iau innapoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-5260027860797696066?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/5260027860797696066/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=5260027860797696066' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5260027860797696066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/5260027860797696066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/11/nici-nu-stiu-ce-as-vrea-sa-faci-sa-ma.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7061331620521215230</id><published>2009-10-30T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:45:48.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BA e momentu unei schimbari! PEcuvant blogu asta e prea urat prea negru prea greoi ....norocu lui ca tre sa ajung la seminar la bozgor la psihologie experimentala si dupa sper trenutul cu care o sa ma duca acasaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da acasa , unde nu e tocmai acasa pentru ca pleca lumea unde nu stiu unde osa poposesc pt ca lumea are treburi de disputat !!Unde casa nu mai e casaaaa...nu stiu ce caut acolo si eu ma intreb cert este ca e mai bine ca aici!Mentionez faptu ca DA inca iubesc orasu asta numai ca NU, nu imi place locul unde stau ...am niste colegi jegosi ....si nu prea am chef sa stau sa-i mai suport! Noroc cu Alina care e cat de cat ok macar ea respecta intimitatea ...Ma rog in fine cert este ca ma duc acasa sa imi vad parintii ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca va aduceti aminte ai mei parinti sunt divortati! A fost un intreg scandal in care se dezbatea de data asta ....unde dracu osa dorm eu! Imi place ca toata lumea cand are o problema cu unu din membrii din FOSTA familie ma suna pe mine eu sunt un fel de pion neutru saraca de mine ca eu sunt la 200 de km si nu pot sa contribui si eu la scandal si atunci cica eu sunt fata buna :) .....oh well norocu meu!Pana la urma din we anuntat cu surle si trambite care trebuia petrecut impreuna cu a mea mama s-a ales prafu....pt ca si citez : "mama-eu plec sambata nu mai plec duminca si nu pot sa ma intorc cu tine in Bucuresti" sooo nice ..nu mai spun ca discutia asta  fost avuta la 1 nopatea prin tel.adica eu vin special sa o vad pe ea si pe ceilalti si ea pleaca!Oh very nice mom .... ce sa spun!Inseamna ca dorintele mele conteaza foarteee mult pt tine! C dragut ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar ma rog ma duc ca dobitocu cu ochelarii trasi pe ochi ca sa nu vad nimic ma duc sa vad orasu mai mult sa stau sa vad asa zisi prieteni ...fuck nu-mi vine sa cred ca imi e dor de oraselul minunat .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar acu tre sa-mi fac bagaju' sa spal vasele si sa-mi strang rufele ..ca daca le las cine stie cum gasesc ....pentru ca am ce-i mai adorabili colegi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum am pronit eu de la blogu care necesita mari schimbari la chestii gen familie casa si colegi de camera ....:) V-am pupat !Weekend frumos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7061331620521215230?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7061331620521215230/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;!-- END OF RINGTONE 1 --&gt;  &lt;b&gt;"Paranoid Eyes"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;button your lip don't let the shield slip&lt;br /&gt;take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask&lt;br /&gt;and if they try to break down your disguise with their questions&lt;br /&gt;you can hide hide hide&lt;br /&gt;behind paranoid eyes&lt;br /&gt;you put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar&lt;br /&gt;fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar&lt;br /&gt;laughing too loud at the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;with the boys in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;you hide hide hide&lt;br /&gt;behind petrified eyes&lt;br /&gt;you believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory&lt;br /&gt;now you're lost in a haze of alchohol soft middle age&lt;br /&gt;the pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high&lt;br /&gt;and you hide hide hide&lt;br /&gt;behind brown and mild eyes&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/7850159940548367803-4534846005098455203?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4534846005098455203/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4534846005098455203' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4534846005098455203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4534846005098455203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-can-hide-hide-hide-behind-paranoid.html' title='you can hide hide hide behind paranoid eyes'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SuW9-PqMwnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/auQkYoZ_f_M/s72-c/The-Eye-1429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-8676280460166153621</id><published>2009-10-25T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:28:17.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notite de seara !!</title><content type='html'>De cate feluri de liniste ai nevoie ca sa ajungi la sfarsitul zilei sa-ti asezi capul pe perna fara sa te gandesti la cum o sa faci maine sau ce-o sa faci maine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depinde de cum percepi lucrurile si de cat de puternic esti,de cat de nebun esti si daca esti destul de cretin sa stii ca stanga e dreapt si dreapta e stanga  ...asta e dreapta si asta e cealalta dreapta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In orasu asta cretin am invatat  sau am reinvatat ca timpu costa bani si ca costa inconstient de mult si cica ar trebuii sa fie o gramada de oportunitati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu m-am saturat de unii care imi zic in fata ca nu sunt in stare sa imi depasesc limitele si cand intr-un final apoteotic vreau sa fac ceva ma dau inapoi si imi zic ca e greu si ca nu am cum sa ajung sa fac ceea ce-mi propun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NU sunt genu de om cu care sa ma multumesc cu putin .....m-am si obisnuit cu un anumit standard ....numai ca am cam pierdut timp pana la 22 de ani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si inca ceva m-am saturat de lauda unor papagali care zic ca au facut bani si ca au dres si ca au futut la viata lor pana acum si ei sunt imbracati cu aceeasi pereche de blugi ca saptamana trecuta .... acuma nu zic ca e un criteriu de selectie[poate erau blugii de iesit in club mai stii:D] dar nu e frumos .... e bine sa stii unde ti-e lungul nasului....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s O sa vina o zi cand o sa am bulan si o sa dau si nume ...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-8676280460166153621?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/8676280460166153621/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=8676280460166153621' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8676280460166153621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Poate de-aia n-am noroc, da' poate&lt;br /&gt;Poate a fost ceva in apa&lt;br /&gt;Poate de-aia stau la bloc&lt;br /&gt;Poate nu vad ce se-ntampla&lt;br /&gt;De-aia nu pricep nimic&lt;br /&gt;Da' poate n-am avut caldura&lt;br /&gt;Si papusi cand eram mic.&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca mama cu tata&lt;br /&gt;Au fost frati cand erau mici&lt;br /&gt;Pana cand s-a prins bunicu'&lt;br /&gt;Eu eram deja aici&lt;br /&gt;M-am nascut cu trei manutze,&lt;br /&gt;Nimic mai adevarat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong class="ref"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate la maternitate,&lt;br /&gt;Poate mai tarziu la cresha&lt;br /&gt;Aia m-au schimbat cu altul&lt;br /&gt;Si mi-au dat alta adresa&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1552331104117310462?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-7095741341793434849</id><published>2009-10-23T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T15:32:34.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DRag auditoriu, ma declar un om nefericit!Stau aici si ma gandesc la ce-as putea eu sa fac cu viata mea ca sa fiu un om fericit,adineauri mi-am amintit drumul pe care tre sa-l traversezi intre shoni si stuf ..... uite si acolo poti gasii o bucata de fericire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar ma opresc putin si realizez ca ma doare gatul si ceafa ...si ma gandesc la fotoliul meu confortabil de-acasa la biroul meu la patul meu de fapt la toata camera din care fiecare milimetru ma reprezinta...pacat ca acum este goala ...ca si casa ca si amintirea ei!&lt;br /&gt;Si cum ziceam durerea de gat e desul de apasatoare si ar fii nevoie de 2 palme care sa absoarba durerea ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizez brusc ca nevoile mele nu conicid cu dorintele acelor palme pe care le doresc eu ...stiti voi :Iubeste mainile si ochii&lt;br /&gt;Si iarta-le dac-au fost clipe&lt;br /&gt;In care n-au stiut sa-ti spuna&lt;br /&gt;In care n-au putut sa-ti dea&lt;br /&gt;Atat cat ar fi vrut&lt;br /&gt;Atat cat poate dorul ti le cerea.&lt;br /&gt;In dragoste, in randuiala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO shit ? Cand eram mica nu intelegam ce vrea sa zica bou asta de chirila ...dar acu am invatat!Am invatat sa fiu om mare ...sa trec prin momente de cacat sa invat ca in viat esti singur si nici ma-ta(mama ta pentru intelectuali) nu e acolo cand ai nevoie ....uneori!&lt;br /&gt; VA salut si sper ca maine sa fie soare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-7095741341793434849?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/7095741341793434849/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=7095741341793434849' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7095741341793434849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/7095741341793434849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/10/drag-auditoriu-ma-declar-un-om.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-3021712668763663425</id><published>2009-10-19T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:14:16.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Este foarte trista in seara asta Piata Iancului!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/StzPSzTXaYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/P3Sa3rIkXe8/s1600-h/Picture+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/StzPSzTXaYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/P3Sa3rIkXe8/s320/Picture+136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394414375599040898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ridicat pumnul spre cer&lt;br /&gt;Si-am urlat&lt;br /&gt;De ce a trebuit sa vina?&lt;br /&gt;De ce a trebuit sa plece?De ce dracu a mai venit?&lt;br /&gt;Mereu cu gura plina de sange&lt;br /&gt;Cer razbunare&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ce mi-au facu altele&lt;br /&gt;Si-mbatat de succes&lt;br /&gt;Ma reped spre o noua victima&lt;br /&gt;Uneori victima devine vanator&lt;br /&gt;Intr-o lume-n care&lt;br /&gt;Totul este de mancare&lt;br /&gt;Viata este de vanzare&lt;br /&gt;Chiar si eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este adevarat nu alegem in viata persoanele pe care le iubim ...fie ca sunt mame tati frati sau surori dar mai ales iubiti!&lt;br /&gt;Este si mai adevarat ca viata ne ofera diferite perspective din care vezi lucrurile .... poti fi sus sau jos ,e foarte dureros ca nu prea mai exista pozitii de mijloc ....E simplu ori esti sus ori esti jos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns in orasu asta pe care mi l-am dorit de exact 20 de zile... Bucuresiul mi-e tare drag si ma simt tare bine in el , pacat ca frig mereu si ploua de zici ca suntem in London nu in Bucharest....imi place ca sunt oameni mai in varsta  decat parintii mei, care se tin de mana se saruta, se iubesc pe strada ..... se privesc,se ating fara nici o jena ...pe strada la metrou ,in piata, in cluburi etc .... e foarte frumos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si plus ca sunt atatea de vazut si de facut!MAI sunt o gramda de oameni dragi de vazut si de stat cu ei la povesti!&lt;br /&gt;Ar mai fi o'gramadade lucruri faine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De'ocamdata e tristete mare in Piata IAncului pentru ca iar am avut incredre intr'un anumit .... om sa-i zicem care dezamageste constant! Se spune ca dragostea nu trebuie sa fie conditionata ....ei bine eu am dat peste unu din asta din toooaaata tara asta eu l-am gasit!Al meu print .... s-a dovedit a fi iar un catar care urmareste numa nimicuri si se bucura doar pe moment de niste lucruri ieftine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NU mai stau sa detaliez cert este ca in seara asta mi-am dorit patul meu de acasa ....vremurile bune cand il injuram pe tata ca nu ma lasa afara dupa 10 si viata aia fara nicio grija !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E rau sa fii naiv si sa crezi in oameni mai mult decat e cazul!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-3021712668763663425?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/3021712668763663425/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhZfvw2pLuc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhZfvw2pLuc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt fericita pentru ca :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am gasit chirie ....un apartament cam vechiut cu inca 4 colegi dar cu o coleguta de camera foarte simpatica care nu intelege ca deja mi-e draga si cu care cred ca o sa fiu buna prietena ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ma mut in sfarsit in Bucuresti &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca mi-am adus iar aminte ca pentru mine asta un mare lucru ....si pentru ca m-am descurcat singura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca m-am simtit bine azi i microbuz stand de vorba cu un strain ...care-l cunostea pe bunicul meu!Cred ca era ceva director la casa de cultura din Focsani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca o sa incep o facultate care imi place si pentru ca am planuri mari si frumoase ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca cineva acolo sus ma iubeste pentru ca mi-a iesit .... :D si pentru ca numai eu stiu cat mi-am dorit!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca am realizat ca cu acest baiat pe nume Iulian nu osa mearga si ca am trecut peste acest hop fara prea multe zgarieturi .... si apreciez faptu ca am trait o chestie asa frumoasa si sunt fericita ca l-am cunoscut cu toate ca el a facut niste gafe ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt fericita pentru ca am vbit cu mama care e nebuna si paranoia dar pe care o iubesc de ma doare cateodata ...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca inca sunt oameni care asculta muzica care imi place mie ....aici ar trebuii sa se simta vizata alina care nu stie ce mintire placuta a creat pentru simplu fapt ca si ea apreciaza ceea ce apreciez eu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEntru ca eun drum nou si frumos ..greu dar frumos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca zambesc sfidand'du'i pe toti pe fata ....nu ma intereseaza viata e prea frumoasa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca am avut o vara plina si nebuna si tampita si si si ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca vreau sa fac ceva din mine ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca invat ceva in fiecare zi ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-8706209168837369970?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/8706209168837369970/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=8706209168837369970' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8706209168837369970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8706209168837369970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/09/fericire.html' title='FERICIRE ....'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-5540767631204954978</id><published>2009-09-19T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:40:34.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M-am saturat...</title><content type='html'>M-am saturat sa imi tot mearga prost, sa fac economie degeaba cand altii nu fac , iar eu fac degaba ca tot bani multi cheltui ..&lt;br /&gt;Si as vrea sa am si eu un prieten care nu fute 5 odata,care nu-mi cere bani imprumut si uita sa mii dea inapoi.....&lt;br /&gt;PArca as vrea o mama care nu se gandeste numai la ea si prietenul ei si care nu se uita la mine urat cand incerc sa-i zic ce gandesc chiar daca ceva care nu-i convine ei ar trebuii sa respecte daca vrea sa fie respectata...&lt;br /&gt;Si m-am saturta de toata povestea cu parintii mei divortati si de povestea trista a mamei mele ....&lt;br /&gt;Si as vrea  ca odata in viata ca Monica sa inteleaga ca nu e normal sa te rastesti la om si sa-l injuri la 3 secunde .....si as mai vrea sa nu mai desconsidere oamenii asa  cum o facea tata , e o chestie pe care a mostenit'o cu succes de la tata ...&lt;br /&gt;Si mi-e pur si simplu sila de faptru ca mama e nemultumita ca trebuie sa  cotizeze la chiria care urmeaza sa o platesc in bucuresti...&lt;br /&gt;Nu e vina mea ca toata lumea are o viata dezorganizata si am ajuns la apropae 23 de ani inca sa mai depind de banii parintilor ...(sa zicem ca nu e vina mea in totalitate)&lt;br /&gt;Si inca ceva :tata daca ajungi sa citesti si air imi arunci pastila cu "nu poti sa scrii pe un blog public lucrurile rele din viata ta" asta este o prostie nu esti numai tu in peisaju asta mirirfic ....oricum ma doare'n fund de intimitatea de care simti ca nu o ai tu daca scriu eu pe blog!&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai trist e ca am ajuns sa vad niste straini cand vad persoane apropiate ...nu am sa dau nume pt ca o sa mi se zica ca il apar pe tata.... &lt;br /&gt;M-am saturta de razboiul dinre cei 2 parinti ai mei .... si sincer nu ma intereseaza de ce au ajuns aici pana daca au ajuns sa nu prea ii intereseze exact ce si cum fac !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa pot sa o inteleg pe mama dar nu pot cand zici ca ai 3 copii care sunt viata ta dar alegi sa nu mai fii alaturi de ei doar pt simplu motv ca SUNT MARI SI SE DEScURCA .... nu e foarte frumos nu e foarte conforrtabil pt ca atunci chiar te simiti in plus asa in viata ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si abia astept ziua aia cand n-o sa mai depind de acesti 2 oameni: unu pentru ca stiu ca e incapabil pe buan dreptatate sa-mi faca mie niste mofturi care le fac pt a nu am de ales pana la urma ...iar unul pt ca considera ca are deja copii mari care se descurca ....si cand face ceva pentru ei FACE DIN OBLIGATIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O SEARA PLACUTA ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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saturat...'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-1946990896308617874</id><published>2009-09-17T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T02:07:41.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zambeste ba, ce dracu' :)))!!!</title><content type='html'>Cu toate ca :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu exact unde'o sa stau in B,faza cu statu la Razna in Titan a cazut....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu domnul meu nu prea mai e asa roz si clar ca acu cateva  zile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exista restante garla si chef de invatat inexistent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vine frigu si nu ma pot duce eu la mare cand si cum vreau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ....sa n-am ambitie de nu sunt cea mai tare stare de spirit,ma enerveaza oamenii astia rai care se baga in seama dar frate eu ma bucur de viata, ma bucur ca exist....poate pentru ca-l iubesc pe tampit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stateam si ma gandeam asa ca de razboit ne putem razboii pana la adanci batraneti, m-am saturat de scandal.....vreau liniste :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vineri seara in Iron am facut cunostinta cu un nebun de prieten al OAnei....Balteanu care are o super prietena cu dreaduri vechi de 8 ani de zile .... Care mi-a zis ca colturile buzelor sunt facute sa stea in sus...asa o sa stea !{Asta are dreptate}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un zambet de 100 de stele face cat toata lumea ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In final vreau sa spun .... Ca da inca il mai iubesc pe tip cu toate ca el nu merita de multe ori... O iubesc pe mama care e nebuna si tampita da asta e alta nu mai am, trebuie sa ma descurc cu asta!&lt;br /&gt;Imi vine sa-i fut unua in cap lu JAmes ca vbeste mult cateodata....&lt;br /&gt;Si ca abia astept sa ma mut odata in Bucuresti sa ma apuc de treaba ...&lt;br /&gt;si sa-i multumesc lu' tata ,stie el de ce :P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CRISTINA VA PUPA PE NASUCURI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1946990896308617874?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/1946990896308617874/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=1946990896308617874' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1946990896308617874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1946990896308617874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/09/zambeste-ba-ce-dracu.html' title='Zambeste ba, ce dracu&apos; :)))!!!'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6286405647077227106</id><published>2009-09-09T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:17:28.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VAMA  VECHE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7crS-Wj7Y8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7crS-Wj7Y8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOAMNELOR SI DOMNILOR,VAMA VECHE !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-6286405647077227106?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/6286405647077227106/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=6286405647077227106' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6286405647077227106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/6286405647077227106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/09/vama-veche.html' title='VAMA  VECHE...'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-1903274142422475963</id><published>2009-09-09T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T05:14:24.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fara titlu...</title><content type='html'>In primul rand vreau sa zic tare si raspicat asa sa auda tota lumea , mi'e bine! Lucrurile au inceput sa  mearga bine sper sa imi iasa pana la capat!                        &lt;br /&gt;                               Sa nu-ti pese ce spun ei&lt;br /&gt;                             Viata iti da chiar tot ce vrei&lt;br /&gt;                               Daca nu sti, poti sa si ei&lt;br /&gt;                                 Dar eu vreau, o vreau&lt;br /&gt;                                 Vreau sa am steaua mea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adevaratul sentiment cred ca este de liniste in ultimele zile chiar ca am avut parte de liniste si de pace! Sunt niste chestii marunte care mi-au iesit mie s-a dovedit inca odata ca cineva acolo sus ma iubeste! Si da si eu il iubesc pe El pt asta ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Am rezolvat cu chiria in buc nu mai ramane decat sa merg in Buc sa vad cum arata sa las eventual niste bani, o sa stau la Titan pe langa Ior .... e misto zonaimi place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu domnul meu merge bine dupa ultimele discutii chiar ne-am apropiat foarte mult,sper sa nu se strice tot farmecu sa o luam de la inceput!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproape ca nu mai conteaza nimic ideea e ca osa-mi ramana in suflet indiferent ce-ar fii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cred ca meritam fiecare sa ajungem la STEAUA noastra ...si da, in viata merita sa lupti si sa ajungi la ceea ce-ti doresti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAr sa fii constient ca daca esti sus odata poti sa ajungi jos foarte repede cat ai clipii de repede...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai zic nimic de restante ca imi stric tripul :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1903274142422475963?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/1903274142422475963/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=1903274142422475963' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1903274142422475963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1903274142422475963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/09/fara-titlu.html' title='Fara titlu...'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-1813575088756488373</id><published>2009-09-06T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T05:01:01.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iulian...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqQUmsPZreI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4qnhwdOWw7k/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqQUmsPZreI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4qnhwdOWw7k/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378446509930556898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iulian ....ce-m place cel mi mult!&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca de fiecare data cand incearca sa imi transmita ceva trebuie neaparat sa o faca printr-un mesaj codat.... de fiecare data trebuie sa-i decodez actiunile....&lt;br /&gt; De ex: cand mi-a dat piesa aia de la zale-in numele ei [eu iti spun casi-o face cu mana ei/din vina ta/si-n numele dragostei/vrea sa stie/ca o poti lua asa cum e/de-o vei face in numele dragostei] ... &lt;br /&gt; Felulul lui dragut in care iti explica anumite lucurui prin tot felul de piese cu tot felul  de mesaje .... remeber Maria Magdalena Danaila - "Nebuna dupa el" sau "De va venii la tine vantul"[De va veni la tine vântul Purtând povestea mea amară/Jelitul lui să nu te frângă/Mustrarea lui să nu te doară] ! &lt;br /&gt; Nu stiu cel putin asa mi se pare mie ....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pentru este reporteul cu cearcane, isi face cu pasiune munca,televiziunea e o parte importanta din viata lui ....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca are aerul ala trist ....si pentru ca el chiar are cearcane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru textu: Pisi n'ai o harta! Spus de 100 de ori intr-o frumoasa zi de 1 mai 2008 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru berile luate cate  doua,una bauta una varsata pe plaja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca a terminat Fizica   ..... dar face jurnalism!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca tine minte anumite lucururi peste care tu crezi ca atrecut ft usor sau cel putin nu le-a observat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca e un Rac innascut ....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca impune respect ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca si acum cand ascult Child In Time ....imi aduc aminte de el si de seara aia cand a vrut sa-mi dea sa ascult.... [Bietu de el credea ca n-o stiu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca e genul de om care te ambitioneaza sa vrei mai mult de la tine!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; PEntru aerul lui de cavaler si sarmul lui unic...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pentru maturitatea si curajul lui ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca e baiatul cu cei mai blanzi ochi pe care i-am vazut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca dadea BUZZ la 2 noaptea ....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; PEntru zambetu' ala a lui care'l are cand face cate-o ghidusie ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca e tipu cu esarfele....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca e din berceni .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca'i place Redd's!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca a invatat pana si mama cum il cheama .. si ii stie chiar  tot numele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca e dragut rau cand se imbata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca e singuru dinamovist care nu ma enerveaza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca vrea sa ajunga regizor!Si-o sa reusasca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca a zis Medeea de el ca are palmele moi ...:D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca mama lui,in a 10a l'a gasit cu 4 fete in pat el  in chiloti si ele imbracate . IAr de-atunci ii zice cassa nova!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca poate fi uneori a big pain in the ass!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca toata lumea ii zice IULI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca e un tip finut ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca e nascut vara ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pentru ca e el pur si simplu... prietenul meu bun,Iulian Andrei tipu din TVR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-1813575088756488373?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/1813575088756488373/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=1813575088756488373' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1813575088756488373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/1813575088756488373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/09/iulian.html' title='Iulian...'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqQUmsPZreI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4qnhwdOWw7k/s72-c/DSC00114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4562667956829996411</id><published>2009-09-04T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:11:06.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Viata ne obliga sa ne maturizam iar noi cand auzim asta ne caram ....&lt;br /&gt;Daca ar fii sa numar de cate ori am avut parte de cate-o dezamagire sau pana daca as fii avut 100 de mii de dezamagire acuma as fi fost un om bogat.... &lt;br /&gt;  Cred ca Dumnezeu Iubeste foarte mult oamenii eu daca as fii tatal a 5 miliarde de copchii nemultumiti care tot timpu dau gresi si se cearta intre ei si fac numa prostii[o sa fiu eleganta si nu osa zic ca i'as calca pe cap pe toti] doar nu i'as lasa in oras dupa 8.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu cred ca oamenii sunt niste prosti si pierd pe drum ceea ce este important pt ei si se cred mari si tari si destepti de mama focului cad defapt toti suntem niste copii pierduti in spatiu ...Da poti sa zbori sa ai un suflet frumos sa faci lucurui frumoase da atunci cand te crezi prea zmeu si te apuci sa faci lucruri de capu tau cand te crezi mare si tare atunci iti cade caramida in cap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiti ceva, mie nu-mi place sa fiu mare si tare si sa am ca tel in viata o casa masina si bani ...recunosc ca sunt vitale in viata unui om da depinde cum faci sa le ai ...la ce renunti pt asta si ce compromisuri faci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu inca mai cred in oameni si capabilitatea lor de-a face sau de'a creea FRUMOSUL... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRumosul= in aceceptiunea  mea frumos inseamna sa iubesti un tip chiar daca e bou tu il imprumuti de bani il scoti din cacat si el se face ca ploua cand tre sa ti dea inapoi ...si te mai si tiganesti tu cu el si el cu tine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa accepti ca mama ta trece printr-o perioada de cacat si ca nu crede cand spune ca nu-i pasa de tine ...sa tii minte doar amintirile bune nu cele rele &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa treci peste faptu ca tatal tau cu toate ca el e autoru a jumatate din problemele create nu este pedepsit pt ceea ce facut ci tu esti .... mai mult sau mai putin asa se intampla ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa accepti ca lumea eimperfecta si tocmai de-aia iti place si e frumoasa dar cateodata te intrebi cum naiba se-aduna atatia cretini in jur care reusesc sa iti de-a peste cap viata ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIsta e lunga si poate sa continue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-4562667956829996411?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/4562667956829996411/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=4562667956829996411' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4562667956829996411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/4562667956829996411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/09/viata-ne-obliga-sa-ne-maturizam-iar-noi.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-8110696338324251220</id><published>2009-09-03T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:51:12.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am descoperit ca viata e facuta din bucati,tocmai am trecut printr-o bucata de viata mai tampita,mai nasoala,mai aiurea ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Da' am mai descoperit si ca  viata e frumoasa,defapt iar am descoperit asta, pentru ca o stiam! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Numai ca am descoperit si altceva frica ....Mi-e foarte frica cred ca defapt asta e un nou pas spre maturizare ,ininte nu mi-era frica de nimic,bine inainte obisnuiam sa zbor si sa visez,bine ca exista dragostea de orice fel sa ne(ma) mai salveze ....ca o gura de aer proaspat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe 5 am prima restanta .... si dupa ce dau examenele asta o sa scap! Si pana pe 15 trebuie sa ma duc sa ma inscriu la facultate!Psihologie ... daca stiu ce fac, nu!Daca am un plan oarecum...oricum m-am simtit cam singura si probabil de-aia am o senzatie de esec care e inutila ca osa fac tot ce-mi sta in putinta sa-mi fie bine ....&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai conteaza nimic .... doar safac sa-mi fie bine si atat!&lt;br /&gt;SO : &lt;br /&gt;1 RESTANTE &lt;br /&gt;2 CAMIN SAU GAZDA PRIN BUC&lt;br /&gt;3 FACULTATE &lt;br /&gt;4 JOB &lt;br /&gt;It's a plan ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-8110696338324251220?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/8110696338324251220/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=8110696338324251220' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8110696338324251220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8110696338324251220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/09/am-descoperit-ca-viata-e-facuta-din.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-4716038551991300807</id><published>2009-07-14T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:05:17.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Draga mama, &lt;br /&gt;Promit ca de-acum o sa fiu un copil cuminte nu o sa ma mai cert cu tine niciodata si tu niciodata n-o sa mai faci scandal... si o sa-l suni pe tata sa vina sa ma ia si sa-mi zici stai cu tac'tu deacum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAr eu nu o sa mai fug de acasa la unu nopatea si sa plec in oras cu stopu ....si sa opresc prima masina care imi iese in cale .... dar ma rog bine ca nu era tipu ala vre'un psihopat ...sa stii ca m-am uitat ft bine la masina cand am oprit'o ma rog norocul meu e ca era un tip dragut care mi-a zis sa fug de tot ... tipu avea un jeep ....ai vazut mama ca tot tu m-ai invatat cu narav ca pana si cu stopu fac nazuri ...&lt;br /&gt; Si inca odata promit in mod solemn ca nu o sa mai stau in parc cu prietenii pana la 2-3 dimineata si apoi sa vin ca o floare pe banii tai cu taxiul inapoi acasa .... Si mai important promit sa-mi iau cheie dupa mine asta sa sa nu mai trebuiasca sa escaladez balconul fratelui meu la 4 dimineata cu un sentiment de invingator ca am reusit sa nu cad sa-mi rup gatu de la 4 metrii ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si da mama, stiu sunt inconstienta dar sa nu uiti ca eu o sa ma fac cuminte si nu o sa mai fac scandal.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Si tu stii mama ca eu nu sunt genu sa se imbete sa nu crezi asta... sunt chiar foarte lucida si incerc sa destainui povestea exact cum a fost .... :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s..... da,da,da o sa scapi de mine in we plec la mare ...Da mama stiu ca de o luna de zile merg we de we la mare ....si vezi de'aia o sa fac ce mi-ai zis tu ...mi-ai zis sa las consumatu sa mai produc si eu ceva .... ei bine copilul tau cuminte o sa imbine utilu cu placutu si o sa se angajeze la mare ...nimic periculos ca doar mi-ai dat o educatie buna... iar cel mai inteligent lucuru e ca nu osa te ami vad!VAi ce trist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-4716038551991300807?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-6061387262618693259</id><published>2009-07-09T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T04:43:45.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suflet flamand ..[sau inca o bucata din mine ]</title><content type='html'>suflet flamand &lt;br /&gt;si un singur gand,&lt;br /&gt;vorbesti in somn ,&lt;br /&gt;iar nu poti sa dormi ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cu ochii carpiti &lt;br /&gt;intristati si mahniti &lt;br /&gt;privesti in gol...&lt;br /&gt;eternul spectacol&lt;br /&gt;caci esti propriu obstacol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suflet calator &lt;br /&gt;un gand trecator &lt;br /&gt;un destin clandestin&lt;br /&gt;pierdut prin ruine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suflet rebel &lt;br /&gt;fara nici un tel &lt;br /&gt;doar un stingher&lt;br /&gt;pe cararile  vietii &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suflet obosit &lt;br /&gt;alergand zdrobit&lt;br /&gt;spre tinte perfide&lt;br /&gt;si locuri translucide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suflet lovit &lt;br /&gt;mult prea pedepist &lt;br /&gt;cand zambet mut &lt;br /&gt;se izbeste de tine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suflet irosit &lt;br /&gt;neplanificat iubit&lt;br /&gt;mereu neprimit&lt;br /&gt;cand il ceri el nu vine  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suflet la drum &lt;br /&gt;mereu am sa spun &lt;br /&gt;in viata esti singur&lt;br /&gt;un gand mult prea sigur &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suflet copil &lt;br /&gt;sa faci ceva util &lt;br /&gt;ca nu te vad bine &lt;br /&gt;ce faci nu prea tine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina NAstase,Iunie 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-6061387262618693259?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-8445126495757341623</id><published>2009-07-08T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:42:12.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BArbatii sunt niste porci si femeile sunt niste proaste ca'i cred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta e inca un pumn in stomac!Dar pana la urma n'am cazut in genunchi ....In fine!&lt;br /&gt;Ar trebuii sa ma concentrez numa' pe ce'am de facut pt toamna! Dar printe picaturi bagam cate o mica petrecere cu prietenii cate un we la mare care sa speram n-o sa fie dezastroase ca ultimul..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acuma stiu ca sunt nebuan da abia astept sa se faca vineri odata ca sa plec inapoi la mare..... ma duc sa imi pierd din nou sufletul pe nisip ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-8445126495757341623?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/8445126495757341623/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=8445126495757341623' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8445126495757341623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/8445126495757341623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/07/barbatii-sunt-niste-porci-si-femeile.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850159940548367803.post-2577019956876923827</id><published>2009-07-06T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:50:09.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mi-era dor de blogarit .... si trec pe-aici!&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e lene sa stau sa scriu alata data, in momentu asta sunt plina de draci,am pierdut o chestie pe drum!Se spune ca ...ca trebuie sa te bucuri de calatorie si sa nu te gindesti doar la scopul ei..cel mai nasol e ca m-am concentratdoar asupra scopului!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Si ciudat este ca zicala se refera la situatii de viata in general,ei bine la mine chiar a fost vorba de un drum facut la mare!Si cel mai greu imi e sa recunosc ca niste motive neimportante si de'a dreptu ridicole m-au facut sa fac din o amintire bestiala ceva mai putin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In fine .... am sa spun doar ca a fost ok la mare ..a fost primul drum singura primul drum cu cineva drag!Si a iesit....dar nu cum am vrut eu, cel putin nu in totalitate! Bine aici o sa ma opresc putin din auto-blamare pentru ca am fost si ajutata de situatie ft mult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sa fiu mai concreta sa inteleaga lumea ceva... e vorba de un baiat, probabil ca pe multi dintre voi v-am stresat cu povestea asta ...cine intelege despre ce e vorba intelege si fara sa dau eu nume ca n'am chef sa dau din casa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In fine, am fost la mare  cu el ,mi-am facut niste prieteni ma rog prieteni mult spus poate amici sau cunostinte ....In fine oamenii de treaba! Dar in gasca lor cu poantele lor cu mistourile lor cu povestile lor! Iar eu am fost un fel de leguma .... am vorbit putin pt ca am stat sa'i observ (ma rog mai mult sau mai putin)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; IAr acum stau la 4 dimineata in patu meu si scriu (am laptop na ca ma dau mare:d)si nu inteleg de ce reusesc eu sa fac prostiile pe care le fac!&lt;br /&gt;Si nu inteleg cum mama ma'sii am reusit sa ajung si in situatii de genu asta!Si bineinteles ca le dau dreptate prietenilor care incearca sa ma faca sa ma schimb in bine...da asta nu inseamna ca nu  ma pot enerva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Acum mi-e frica ca am facut niste gafe prea mari si nu mai e la felIn primu rand pt mine!Si mi-am cam luat'o we asta pt ca ma asteptam la ceva care nu exista!Si bine sunt eu copil...da nu numai eu sunt si altii sunt.... &lt;br /&gt; Si nu cred ca doar acei altii au avut niste experinte de viata mai crude daca trebuie sa le numesc cumva! &lt;br /&gt;Si da viata merita traita ....da pana la urma nu merita sa te lasi calcat pe cap doar de dragul unor aparente ale unora !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fine excursiuta la mare a fost ceva de genu "S-avem bani noi amandoi dar sa plateasca ea." Asta e fraierii platesc ....oamenii care nu gandesc in general decat pt urmatoarele 20 de minute cum areusit sa fac eu cand am zis ca plecde nebuna la mare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da sunt ofticata ,da! Poate nu de mult am facut si eu misto de genu asta de situatii si probabil o sa fac mult misto si de-acum incolo iar  concluzia este ca persoana  de la care eu m-am asteptat la mai mult nu a reusit sa inteleaga ca pana la urma nimic nu conteaza in viata decat cateva momente pretioase de care o sa-ti aduci aminte toata viata!Si exact asta ma asteptam eu sa inteleaga nu vreay mai mult decat mi se ofera dar nici mai putin! Si aici nu ma refer decat la faptu ca eu cand descopar un om cu un suflet misto ma astept sa nu ma dezamageasca!Asta call me stupid ...eu asfa astept de la sufletele mari, sa nudezamageasca! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda fucked up! e usor sa nu-ti pese? Bineinteles ca aici osa vina sa-mi zica ca gandesc prost si ca eu am inteles gresit ca de la inceput s-a afisat exact cum il vad eu acum!&lt;br /&gt;Ideea principala e ca pana la urma o urma fina de respect mai am pt mine deci ma gandesc ca ar trebuii sa zic pas de'acum la picanterii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt copil bravo mie cred in minuni si oameni prea mult si mi'o iau in barba!Sunt un copil dezamagit de oameni care defapt sunt si ei copii dar cred ca sunt oameni mari! Punct ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7850159940548367803-2577019956876923827?l=crischildintime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/feeds/2577019956876923827/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7850159940548367803&amp;postID=2577019956876923827' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2577019956876923827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7850159940548367803/posts/default/2577019956876923827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crischildintime.blogspot.com/2009/07/mi-era-dor-de-blogarit.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17769505926931061921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ixFMa-OqE8I/SqbDtQGJoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Rmm65NQvkSQ/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
