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term='ploaie'/><category term='emotie'/><category term='viata'/><category term='strazi'/><title type='text'>Roşu</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>190</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3028182273945357590</id><published>2011-10-25T03:04:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T03:28:09.103+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I want some sunny day...</title><content type='html'>Fiindcă astăzi mi-a fost parcă cel mai frig de când a venit tristul octombrie şi fiindcă mi-a fost atât de greu să mă trezesc dimineaţă să mă duc la facultate, parcă îmi vine să aduc vara înapoi, sau cel puţin, să pot să merg la cursuri, repetiţii and all stuff printr-un procedeu simplu: să sar din casă direct în RATB, din autobuz, direct în sala de curs şi din sala de curs direct în sala de repetiţii... sau să mă îmbrac din cap până in picioare într-un sac călduros şi transparent în dreptul feţei:)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei bine, cum aşa ceva e cam imposibil, încerc să ma obişnuiesc cu ideea că frigul abia a venit şi mă va mai sâcâi vreo 5 luni, aşa că trebuie să-mi văd de ale mele. La şcoală am intrat în pâine cum se spune, am început cu proiecte,prezentări, bla bla-uri din astea, interesante ce-i drept, cu cântările... la mai mare:D... apropo de asta, staţi cu ochii pe pagina mea şi pe &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/2.Zece.Band"&gt;pagina&lt;/a&gt; trupei de Facebook ca să fiţi la curent cu toate evenimentele noastre, repetiţii, cafele cu prietenele, weekenduri la Târgovişte alături de ai mei şi de iubitul meu şi treburi gospodăreşti... cam aşa se poate povesti viaţa mea din ultimul timp. Al doilea an de facultate m-a adus parcă mai responsabilă, mai cu "toată ţigla pe casă" şi sper să rămân aşa ceva timp de acum în colo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un călduros "noapte bună, Bucureşti" şi o piesă pentru sufletele noastre... am fugit în plapumă că mâine mă trezesc devreme!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EqWLpTKBFcU" 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/6064239585883642419-3028182273945357590?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3028182273945357590/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3028182273945357590' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3028182273945357590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3028182273945357590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-some-sunny-day.html' title='I want some sunny day...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EqWLpTKBFcU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-1680986675254868831</id><published>2011-10-13T00:13:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T00:31:15.357+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn time!</title><content type='html'>Bine v-am regăsit dragi cititori! Am avut un program foarte încărcat în ultimele săptămâni, am început facultatea (anul II cu experienţe noi şi dor de "boboceală"), am tot avut cântări în fiecare weekend alături de băieţii mei minunaţi, m-am mutat din nou în liniştitul meu cartier, singurică şi-s pusă pe treabă! Mi-am împlinit în sfârşit visul de a cânta într-o trupă şi cu ajutorul oamenilor minunaţi din jurul meu I will shiiiine\:D/!. Am nişte prieteni minunaţi care mă suportă şi mă susţin în fiecare zi, un iubit de care mi-e tare dor şi un chef de viaţă molipsitor în ciuda temperaturilor din termometre din aceste zile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_HavRV-nuc/TpYGWO78SsI/AAAAAAAAAdA/smYYAepqr0Y/s1600/313378_294519340561760_168289803184715_1409873_218705866_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_HavRV-nuc/TpYGWO78SsI/AAAAAAAAAdA/smYYAepqr0Y/s400/313378_294519340561760_168289803184715_1409873_218705866_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662720560501377730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum vă spuneam mai sus, mi-e dor să mai fiu boboc, să descopăr viaţa de student, să tratez cu mai multă curiozitate seminariile şi să lenevesc grav, să las pe ultima sută de metri toată bibliografia pentru sesiune [:))], să pierd nopţile cu prieteni, să merg fără bilet pe RATB şi lista poate continua... Odată cu noile mele activităţi, am început să simt că-mi fructific timpul şi abia aştept să văd şi rezultatele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca să închei cu o notă PR-istă, vineri seara vă invit de această dată în Cafepedia să ne încălzim puţin pentru anotimpul care vine!&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=162900283799361"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-1680986675254868831?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1680986675254868831/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=1680986675254868831' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1680986675254868831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1680986675254868831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/10/autumn-time.html' title='Autumn time!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_HavRV-nuc/TpYGWO78SsI/AAAAAAAAAdA/smYYAepqr0Y/s72-c/313378_294519340561760_168289803184715_1409873_218705866_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4785491682940633688</id><published>2011-09-10T14:03:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T17:54:25.858+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Road to hell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X9YMU0WeBwU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Piesa zilei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt în Gara de Nord, aştept trenul să plec acasă... Oameni pestriţi, gânduri, multe bagaje şi zeci de drumuri care se despart de sub pasajul Basarab... &lt;br /&gt;O mulţime de oameni îmbrăcaţi diferit, babe în papuci cu şosete fascinate de noua tehnologie, moşi care mâncau cereale cu lapte la caserolă (nu fac mişto), punkeri deşuchiaţi cu pantalonii căzându-le neglijent pe şolduri coborând din trenul de Braşov şi ţigănci puse pe ghicit şi negustorie. Se aşează o pirandă lângă mine şi începe să mă convingă să-mi ghicească... după câteva replici de genul, "nu mă interesează, vă rog să nu mă deranjaţi, nu cred în aşa ceva" a început să mă analizeze şi să-mi spună că sunt o fată foarte veselă şi zâmbitoare dar inima mea e tristă (PAM PAM PAM!!!:)), că am 2 băieţi în viaţa mea, unul mă iubeşte, iar celălalt vrea să-şi bată joc (aflu eu cine eşti, hienă!!!), dar eu iubesc un brunet care nu simte nimic pentru mine (amuzant!)... după toate lătrăturile ei, m-am ridicat să plec şi ea ca să mă oprească, scoate un ghiul din buzunar spunând că l-a furat de la tac'su că e de aur şi să-i dau şi ei măcar 20 de lei că n-are cu ce să plece acasă... analizându-i manichiura atât de infectă, i-am zâmbit şi i-am spus să se ducă să-l vândă în Piaţă la Crângaşi fiindcă eu nu sunt interesată... Am plecat şi am râs în sinea mea... cum aş putea să cred ce mi-a zis individa so random? Îmi tot repetam în gând "auzi şi tu,brunet"... şi-mi veneau tot felul de replici dubioase...&lt;br /&gt;Well, revenind la realitate, diseară o să ies în oraş că sunt Zilele cetăţii şi avem invitaţi ceva artişti de seamă. Iar a venit căldura, mai am beleaua aia de restanţă de dat şi să mă bucur de ultimele 2 săptămâni de vacanţă:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi minunată tuturor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4785491682940633688?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4785491682940633688/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4785491682940633688' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4785491682940633688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4785491682940633688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/09/road-to-hell.html' title='Road to hell...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/X9YMU0WeBwU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-1203355426277873263</id><published>2011-09-09T00:01:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T00:39:10.424+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFZqycNO6VY/Tmk2FvgRq5I/AAAAAAAAAbU/_L3YG4U2_TM/s1600/stretchbeyondlimits400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFZqycNO6VY/Tmk2FvgRq5I/AAAAAAAAAbU/_L3YG4U2_TM/s400/stretchbeyondlimits400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650106679792085906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Şi încep cu această minunată piesă după o zi plină... Acum sunt cu Alina, best frienda mea la Ina (o altă friendă) şi stăm ca fetele, fiecare cu gândurile ei... Chiar aveam nevoie de o companie ca a lor în noaptea asta.. Astăzi am avut repetiţie şi am fost foarte mulţumită de ce am făcut:) (thanks boys)... mâine iar reppetiţii, iar weekendul mi-l voi petrece cu ai mei părinţi la Târgovişte (zilele oraşului, concerte, chestii ca în fiecare an) şi săptămâna viitoare o iau de la capăt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GOJk0HW_hJw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;În seara asta mergeam pe stradă şi mi-a venit să plâng... oh, tu, iubit Bucureşti cu amintiri, bucurii, nopţi albe, necazuri,lacrimi şi iubiri adolescentine... oare când o să te opreşti? Văd numai cioburi în urma mea... cioburi din poveşti demult pierdute... cioburi din chipurile oamenilor pe care i-am iubit... cioburi din mine însămi... din copilul din anii trecuţi, din visele la care am renunţat, cioburi din noi... care sunt împrăştiate pe trotuare opuse... ce ne leagă? Sau... de ce ne-ar lega ceva?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Şi mai rămâne doar... arta care mă salvează şi dorinţa că poate într-o zi, vei fi al meu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-1203355426277873263?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1203355426277873263/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=1203355426277873263' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1203355426277873263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1203355426277873263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/09/is-this-love.html' title='Is this love?'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFZqycNO6VY/Tmk2FvgRq5I/AAAAAAAAAbU/_L3YG4U2_TM/s72-c/stretchbeyondlimits400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7791350708687062220</id><published>2011-09-08T01:47:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:58:30.472+03:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Zece Band \m/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4tgkvoqNzQ/Tmf21g4C82I/AAAAAAAAAbM/_enj0VV9qmQ/s1600/2zece%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4tgkvoqNzQ/Tmf21g4C82I/AAAAAAAAAbM/_enj0VV9qmQ/s400/2zece%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649755656778085218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu am ales acest subiect fiindcă &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/2.Zece.Band"&gt;această trupă&lt;/a&gt; ar fi vreo legendă a rockului, ci pt că aici sunt eu, pasiunea mea pentru muzică şi toate gândurile mele... Alături de nişte băieţi minunaţi (Bogdan, Radu, Florin, Alex şi noul solist, Andrei) îmi petrec cele mai frumoase şi obositoare ore ale zilei! Săptămâna trecută eram în căutări ale solistului, l-am luat, acum ne apucăm de treabă! O să auziţi cât de curând de noi cântând prin iubitul meu Bucureşti şi o să ajung să împart cu oamenii care ne vor asculta cele mai frumoase acorduri şi cele mai mişto mesaje ale muzicii.&lt;br /&gt;Până o să ajung eu rock star, mai am ceva de mâncat şi muncit şi învăţat aşa că, enjoy the silence, noapte bună şi BELIEVE IN YOUR DREAMS!(al meu s-a împlinit):D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep rockin'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7791350708687062220?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7791350708687062220/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7791350708687062220' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7791350708687062220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7791350708687062220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-zece-band-m.html' title='2 Zece Band \m/'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4tgkvoqNzQ/Tmf21g4C82I/AAAAAAAAAbM/_enj0VV9qmQ/s72-c/2zece%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-1966595747084272171</id><published>2011-09-01T09:10:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T09:22:24.879+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Septembrie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hickerphoto.com/data/media/65/cape_breton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 377px;" src="http://www.hickerphoto.com/data/media/65/cape_breton.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sună dubios... asta fiindcă, copil fiind, uram această lună. De ce?Păi simplu...se termina vacanţa şi începeam şcoala... acele zile de luni plictisitoare peste măsură când ne controla doamna învăţătoare batistuţele şi manichiura (vaaaai, acum îmi vine să râd) şi viaţa era atât de monotonă cu lecţii despre liniuţe(nu d'alea la care vă gândiţi şi voi:)) şi bastonaşe... La 13 ani după, pe Septembrie îl văd altfel...ultima lună de vacanţă, luna în care îţi pui în ordine gândurile pentru a-ţi începe cu dreptul activităţile şi luna în care.... pam pam pam... îţi dai restanţele:D. Ce diferenţă e între fiecare septembrie din an şi cât de diferită e această lună pentru fiecare!&lt;br /&gt;Dacă acum 10 ani mai imploram calendarul pentru încă o zi de vacanţă, acum un an doream să nu mai fie vară ca să încep mai repede facultatea (uuuh, new experience), anul ăsta mă rog ca septembrie să ţină cât mai mult pentru a profita şi eu de puţina relaxareeee... şi uite cum luna atât de urâtă, mi-a devenit prietenă, sau cel puţin aşa sper:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: La mulţi ani, &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/alina.bindar"&gt;Alina&lt;/a&gt;, best frienda mea care e un simbol pentru luna septembrie... feminină, timidă, finuţă, calmă...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-1966595747084272171?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1966595747084272171/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=1966595747084272171' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1966595747084272171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1966595747084272171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/09/septembrie.html' title='Septembrie...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4196016967935957382</id><published>2011-08-31T14:22:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T14:36:57.288+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Schimbari si stres...</title><content type='html'>In ultima saptamana am avut parte de un program foarte incarcat... De la semnarea demisiei la munca (imobiliarele si atmosfera din firma aia chiar nu erau pentru mine:D), am trecut la cautarea unui solist pentru trupa mea scumpa si draga. Am initiat &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=265378156824160"&gt;eveniment&lt;/a&gt; pe Facebook, am avut si auditii si oboseala s-a acumulat rapid. Numele solistului inca nu-l dezvaluim, cautarile continua iar eu imi iau liber cateva zile de la "feisbucit", "cantareala", "aiureala" pentru a ma ocupa de restanta la... Istoria culturii romane moderne... un amalgam de informatii total plictisitoare care ma obliga sa-mi pun la punct si un dosar de aplicatii cu o bibliografie tareeee scarboasa!!! (ferice de integralisti)... Asadar, fug la studiat, voi bucurati-va de ultima luna din vara si s-auzim de bine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Eu nu credeam ca oraselul meu mic va avansa in "dezvoltarea pietei muncii" cu ajutorul videochatului... gen.. WTF??? Asadar, pentru necunoscatori, s-a deschis un studio pentru videochat in Targoviste, iar un asa zis, Adam Smith garanteaza salarii intre 1000 si 4000 de $ plus o prima de 100$ la anagajare... Daca mafiotii si prostituatele din Targoviste se luptau pentru mii de euro pentru a-si castiga existenta, acum au o concurenta serioasa... eu l-as numi videochat provincial! Bafta tuturor!:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4196016967935957382?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4196016967935957382/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4196016967935957382' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4196016967935957382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4196016967935957382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/08/schimbari-si-stres.html' title='Schimbari si stres...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-8036675529877386576</id><published>2011-08-22T21:57:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T14:22:40.121+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is ok...</title><content type='html'>Sau nu... În ultima săptămână am acumulat foarte multă oboseală... Bucureşti, job, repetiţii cu băieţii mei (mai multe detalii &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/2.Zece.Band"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;) şi numeroase priviri zilnice pot epuiza chiar şi o persoană foarte energică... Aşadar, m-am angajat la un Call Center pe imobiliare şi e interesant... vorbeşti cu tot felul de oameni, unii receptivi, alţii ciufuţi, da' per total e fun.Am un super colectiv de 12 gagici şi 4 tipi cam de aceeaşi vârstă şi e super caterincă, chiar dacă fiind nou-veniţi, ăia mai vechi din firmă ne cam pun "beţe în roate"..mai bine zis... alea mai vechi, pentru că femeia e cel mai al dracu specimen din toate timpurile şi tre' să-şi dea în petec de fiecare dată când intră în contact cu o alta, care, crede ea, îi  ştirbeşte din personalitate:).Pe lângă intrigi, arfe "şefoase" (ştiu că nu există cuvântul ăsta, da' vă prindeţi voi) şi telenovelisme, 4 ore pe zi fiecare îşi face treaba cum ştie mai bine, aşteptând ziua de salariu:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe lângă job, subsemnata şi-a făcut apariţia în peisajul trupei 2 Zece, cover band nu prea cunoscut, cu nişte băieţi extraordinari care m-au acceptat ca solistă!Fericire mare,entuziasm şi chef de muzică fiindcă datorită lor, visul meu de a cânta într-o trupă de coveruri, este pe cale să se împlinească! Momentan stăm în sala de repetiţii, ne punem la punct piesele şi sper să apărem cu cântări cât de curând:D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt înconjurată zilnic de tot felul de oameni şi în momentele mele de repaus dintr-ale mele, încerc să-i studiez pe ei, să le aflu secretele din priviri, destinaţiile zilnice şi dorinţele lor... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gza3DNrM_eE/TlKvTtvWkxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/iArEZhEqut0/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gza3DNrM_eE/TlKvTtvWkxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/iArEZhEqut0/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643766036279235346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astăzi m-am oprit la modelul puştiului de 20 de ani, distrat, energic căruia nu i-a plăcut niciodată şcoala şi care nu are de gând să dea la facultate prea curând... Are o familie, are prieteni, are şi un job "de umplutură" şi îşi petrece timpul aparent ca orice tip de 20 de ani... Prieteni, bere, ţigări, fotbal, party-uri, fete, chestii pe care orice băiat le are în cap daaaar, există un dar.... printre toate activităţile lui zilnice se află şi drogurile.. şi nu rahaturile astea legale, ci tot felul de ierburi (iertaţi-mi ignoranţa, da' chiar nu cunosc şi eu le zic simplu ierburi) care au ajuns să îi fie cea mai bună companie zilnică... Nu judec pe nimeni, nu încerc eu să schimb lumea, dar nu îmi pot explica de ce ai vrea să te duci dracu atât de repede, prin nişte metode nu tocmai normale (bani pierduţi aiurea şi stări de inconştienţă)???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De ce nu poţi trăi liniştit şi fericit lângă nişte prieteni ok, să te bucuri de momentele petrecute alături de fata care-ţi place şi să duci o viaţă normală, să te gândeşti la viitor şi să renunţi la vicii şi la filme?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-8036675529877386576?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8036675529877386576/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=8036675529877386576' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/8036675529877386576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/8036675529877386576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/08/everything-its-ok.html' title='Everything is ok...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gza3DNrM_eE/TlKvTtvWkxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/iArEZhEqut0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6597565324996762236</id><published>2011-08-15T00:18:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:38:27.402+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O fărâmă din industria muzicală românească...</title><content type='html'>Mă fraţilor, n-am nimic cu oamenii care s-au adaptat la noul val muzical de trance, dance, pentru mine tot house ieftin e, da' am o mare problemă cu piesele în sine şi cu videoclipurile atât de neinspirate... Cu ajutorul unor cunoştinţe, am postat câteva clipuri la mare vizionare şi ascultare la tv şi radio şi cu ajutorul vostru, vreau să-mi dau seama...ce dracu e aşa special la genul ăsta muzical şi de ce toate piesele care sună atât de comun, cu versuri idioate sunt ascultate de toată ţara şi mai rău... difuzate???&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iată propunerile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.Amna-Tell me why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hiA765ultB0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.Alessia-Find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eANf0IlJEO4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.Allexinno &amp;amp;Starchild-Senorita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LY79GPfKNWk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.Azuro feat. Elly-Ti amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TLxGfGAReGY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.ALexandra Stan-Lollipop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6poog6k6Rg0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So?:D Ce ziceaţi?:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mulţumesc pentru propuneri lui Alin, Daniel şi Cosmin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-6597565324996762236?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6597565324996762236/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6597565324996762236' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6597565324996762236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6597565324996762236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-farama-din-industria-muzicala.html' title='O fărâmă din industria muzicală românească...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hiA765ultB0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-2950929479844357799</id><published>2011-08-14T13:49:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T14:23:40.380+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Senzaţii de sâmbătă...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9t3-ALaqWk/TketA7ZpjsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/GxWqVTz8VjQ/s1600/3116554.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9t3-ALaqWk/TketA7ZpjsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/GxWqVTz8VjQ/s400/3116554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640667289761713858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziua de ieri a decurs exact ca pe vremuri(în timpul facultăţii când rămâneam în Bucureşti şi nu ştiam cum să-mi petrec sâmbetele, însă se soluţiona rapid problema cu după-amieze pe stilul "relax, take it easy with some friends", alături de serile prin cluburile bucureştene cu muzică live)... În timp ce alţii stăteau pe A2 cu nervii la pământ în trafic (muhahaha, aţi vrut mare:D), eu mă gândeam să dau o fugă până la BCU să-mi caut câteva materiale pentru fabuloasa restanţă la ICRM, aşa că m-am trezit devreme, însă am fost totuşi inspirată să mă uit pe site şi să văd că oamenii până pe 21 august sunt în concediu şi biblioteca e închisă.Ghinion!"Se mai duce o zi şi nu fac nimic"... M-am tot învârtit eu pe ici, pe colo, până când am vorbit cu un prieten să ne vedem la un cico, dar nici aici nu a decurs totul conform planului şi anume că, până la urmă, ne-am dus la el... acolo era şi frate-su (mare artist:D), s-au mai adunat nişte prieteni, alături de jocuri cu maşini şi lupte pe PlayStation şi Facebooceală, se făcuse 7 seara iar eu încă nu ştiam exact cum o să-mi petrec seara de sâmbătă... Aş fi vrut în Coyote la concert Smashed Mosquito, da' până la urmă m-am dus în Hard Rock Cafe la ai mei dragi Marfari pe care nu-i mai văzusem de ceva timp... În drum spre Hard Rock, din Titan, am traversat juma' de Bucureşti şi s-a reaprins dragostea mea pentru haoticul oraş noaptea... E al naibii de frumos Bucureştiul noaptea!!! Lumini, umbre de blocuri, oameni de toate felurile, parcă  sunt mai interesante toate pentru că fie nu le vezi frumuseţea totală din timpul zilei, fie din cauza întunericului care ascunde multe, vezi chestii foarte frumoase... mă fascinează! Poate o să ziceţi că sunt nebună şi că multora li s-a cam luat de micul Paris, da' pe zi ce trece îmi dau seama că locul meu e aici, în haos, lumini, întuneric şi oameeeeeeni....mulţi oameeeeeeeni:D.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Să aveţi o după-amiază de duminică minunată!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-2950929479844357799?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/2950929479844357799/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=2950929479844357799' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/2950929479844357799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/2950929479844357799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/08/senzatii-de-sambata.html' title='Senzaţii de sâmbătă...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9t3-ALaqWk/TketA7ZpjsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/GxWqVTz8VjQ/s72-c/3116554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7632662069159524916</id><published>2011-08-09T20:37:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T21:17:19.902+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon Bon Jovi si Vocea României</title><content type='html'>Cum vă spuneam aseară, am revenit de pe drumuri cu postarea promisă!&lt;div&gt;Well, în frumoasa şi călduroasa zi de 10 iulie, în Piaţa Constituţiei alături de zeci de mii de oameni, am savurat cel mai tare concert din toate timpurile şi anume, concertul trupei Bon Jovi din cadrul  The Circle Tour 2011 unde iubitul şi adorabilul de Jon a fost ca de fiecare dată la înălţime! Un spectacol monstru de 3 ore şi nenumărate bis-uri, momente de neuitat cu tricolorul nostru, urlete, lacrimi şi cele mai cunoscute piese Bon Jovi m-au făcut cel mai fericit fan din lume! Nu stau să vă detaliez fiecare moment unic al concertului pentru că ar părea o povestioară despre adolescente disperate şi idoli cu inimioare şi pupici pe postere, aşa că, pentru cei care aţi simţit concertul ăla până în măduva oaselor nu mai are rost să repet, iar pentru cei care n-au fost acolo, va trebui să vedeţi măcar o dată un concert Bon Jovi! Eu mai vreau încă 100 de concerte de-ale lor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BON JOVI FOREVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vocea României şi un altfel de show...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;În aceeaşi zi minunată de 10 iulie, în drum spre Piaţa Constituţiei, la Unirii la metrou mă aştepta o echipă de la PRO, cu un plic în care era biletul meu către Vocea României.Vă daţi seama, lacrimile de bucurie, emoţiile şi gândul că mă va auzi şi pe mine cineva cântând într-un show TV mi-au tăiat respiraţia:D. Trei zile mai târziu aveam să ajung pentru prima dată în studiourile Media Pro de la Buftea pentru alegerea piesei, interviuri, documentaţie, etc, urmând ca în următoarele 2 săptămâni să trăiesc cea mai frumoasă experienţă din viaţa mea!Oameni noi, oameni talentaţi, pasionaţi şi profesionişti, m-au învăţat cum e să te simţi apreciat şi cum să munceşti ca să ai succes. Am făcut canto cu cei mai buni profi, pe această cale vreau să-i mulţumesc încă o dată lui Călin Geambaşu şi Danei Dorian, am fost inspiraţi şi ajutaţi de cel mai bun personal de la PRO şi am trăit regeşte:). Pe lângă acestea, am cunoscut şi o mulţime de oameni noi şi cum subsemnata e nebună dupa lume nouă, vă imaginaţi ce găşti am format pe acolo şi care cu cine şi-a făcut de cap:D. Voci de voci, personalităţi cât mai variate da' numa' oameni faini şi de treabă!Pe unii îi ştiam, pe alţii i-am cunoscut acolo, dar am legat prietenii frumoase şi pe viitor clar vom ţine legătura. Acum, îmi petrec ultima lună rămasă din vacanţă la Târgovişte şi aştept în toamnă preselecţiile la Românii au Talent şi să înceapă Voceaaaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep rockin' şi să auzim de bine!\m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7632662069159524916?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7632662069159524916/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7632662069159524916' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7632662069159524916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7632662069159524916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/08/jon-bon-jovi-si-vocea-romaniei.html' title='Jon Bon Jovi si Vocea României'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-774727350686593484</id><published>2011-08-09T00:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T00:22:09.132+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back Sandra!</title><content type='html'>Hello, hello, lume veche şi nouă... Poate unii o să vă întrebaţi "de unde a mai apărut şi asta?", alţii veţi spune că "şi-a mai adus şi ea aminte să mai scrie pe blogul ăsta", iar eu o să vă spun că deşi mi-am regăsit blogul prăfuit,am revenit în forţă cu gânduri and stuff ca să-i redau aerul de odinioară:D.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu o să mă apuc acum să înşir toate lucrurile pe care le-am făcut în ultimele.... 7 luni?! de când n-am mai postat, însă, o să încerc să vă pun la curent cu ce a fost mai important:).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am avut un semestru de facultate demenţial cu party-uri şi "studenţeală" la ordinea zilei, cu oameni care au intrat sau au ieşit din viaţa mea, cu întâmplări şi prostioare demne de povestit nepoţilor [eh,ale tinereţii valuri]:D. În haosul în care de mică mi-a plăcut să fiu, inima mi-a fost furată de un motociclist, m-am împăcat cu prietena mea cea mai bună, Alina şi mi-am definit idealul!Am avut cea mai restrânsă petrecere de ziua mea,mi-am văzut,ascultat şi simţit idolul 5 zile mai târziu, am participat la "Vocea României" şi mi-am dat seama că fără muzică eu chiar nu pot trăi! Am trăit experienţe unice vara asta şi după interviul de mâine (îmi caut şi eu un job ca tot studentul) o să vă povestesc în stilu-mi propriu despre Jon Bon Jovi la Bucureşti, Vocea României, despre pagina mea de Facebook (http://facebook.com/sandrac.fans), despre visul de a cânta într-o trupă şi despre eternul meu Bucureşti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noapte bună!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-774727350686593484?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/774727350686593484/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=774727350686593484' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/774727350686593484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/774727350686593484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2011/08/welcome-back-sandra.html' title='Welcome back Sandra!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4873238342869437137</id><published>2010-11-07T22:56:00.024+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T00:41:58.147+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Basisti</title><content type='html'>Mi-am propus ca in fiecare saptamana sa fac publice niste listute cu artistii mei preferati pe plan muzical...&lt;br /&gt;Debutez cu iubitorii si practicantii de chitara bass si voi continua cu alti instrumentisti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asadar, incep lista cu monsieur &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hugh McDonald (Bon Jovi)&lt;/span&gt; pe care o sa-l aud/vad la anu'in iulie:D.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcZ_KqFYVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/mLoJEc4Vp14/s1600/Hugh-McDonald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 333px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcZ_KqFYVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/mLoJEc4Vp14/s400/Hugh-McDonald.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536922839858635090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De teapa lui McDonald ii pot aminti pe: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Trujillo(Metallica)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcaVaEJtdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ooqSiiWq8Yc/s1600/robert_trujillo_sick07_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcaVaEJtdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ooqSiiWq8Yc/s400/robert_trujillo_sick07_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536923221951624658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve Harris(Iron Maiden)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcaxRsOd3I/AAAAAAAAAXk/MQGwPYo7OP4/s1600/Stevey7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcaxRsOd3I/AAAAAAAAAXk/MQGwPYo7OP4/s400/Stevey7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536923700740126578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duff McKagan (Guns N'Roses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcbHyqIxvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/TNus_SEuX2Y/s1600/Jk20040810_221759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcbHyqIxvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/TNus_SEuX2Y/s400/Jk20040810_221759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536924087546857202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Deacon (Queen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcbkgE93DI/AAAAAAAAAX0/uKO8RYdZMrM/s1600/john+deacon+16+-+live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcbkgE93DI/AAAAAAAAAX0/uKO8RYdZMrM/s400/john+deacon+16+-+live.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536924580775320626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom Hamilton(Aerosmith)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcb9n47zYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/zWDOsKdDPXI/s1600/tom_hamilton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcb9n47zYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/zWDOsKdDPXI/s400/tom_hamilton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536925012369067394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cliff Williams (AC/DC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNccWmNj0QI/AAAAAAAAAYE/QgGKgA_65zg/s1600/Cliff-Williams-ac-dc-6466239-400-580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNccWmNj0QI/AAAAAAAAAYE/QgGKgA_65zg/s400/Cliff-Williams-ac-dc-6466239-400-580.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536925441415434498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Illsley (Dire Straits)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcconfa-CI/AAAAAAAAAYM/4cZriW25IV4/s1600/illsley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcconfa-CI/AAAAAAAAAYM/4cZriW25IV4/s400/illsley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536925750996432930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Francis Buchholz (fostul bassist Scorpions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcdC_BDOaI/AAAAAAAAAYU/d-XF4BZAvl0/s1600/fb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcdC_BDOaI/AAAAAAAAAYU/d-XF4BZAvl0/s400/fb4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536926203988097442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Myung (Dream Theater)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcdemOW9lI/AAAAAAAAAYc/R44qqkqdqLw/s1600/john_myung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcdemOW9lI/AAAAAAAAAYc/R44qqkqdqLw/s400/john_myung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536926678369367634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victor Wooten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcm9lq-hII/AAAAAAAAAZ0/C_Dakk5QX30/s1600/wooten2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcm9lq-hII/AAAAAAAAAZ0/C_Dakk5QX30/s400/wooten2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536937106401559682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam Clayton (U2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNceSF64pjI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AIFhzirw8So/s1600/adamclayton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 387px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNceSF64pjI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AIFhzirw8So/s400/adamclayton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536927563050952242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca am terminat cu greii rockului, urmeaza basistii mai tineri internationali:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David "Phoenix" Farrell (Linkin Park)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcd9MYZS8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/-DT_Mb7kxCs/s1600/Linkin-Park3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 385px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcd9MYZS8I/AAAAAAAAAYk/-DT_Mb7kxCs/s400/Linkin-Park3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536927204008086466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikko Paananen (HIM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcfEXhZS0I/AAAAAAAAAY0/-n8BpLLqmDw/s1600/him13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcfEXhZS0I/AAAAAAAAAY0/-n8BpLLqmDw/s400/him13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536928426769337154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eero Heinonen (The Rasmus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcf1_b8dbI/AAAAAAAAAY8/NzELFukHZ6g/s1600/1227900645723_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcf1_b8dbI/AAAAAAAAAY8/NzELFukHZ6g/s400/1227900645723_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536929279297484210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si in final, ai nostri (ordinea nu este relevanta):D&lt;br /&gt;Cei mai simpatici basisti ale trupelor din Romania:&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doru Borobeică (Boro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Iris)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mugurel Vrabete(Holograf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alin Achim (Cargo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNchaFoR1TI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oPaJWU-H4GQ/s1600/2436167380_a8d413e974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNchaFoR1TI/AAAAAAAAAZE/oPaJWU-H4GQ/s400/2436167380_a8d413e974.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536930998946747698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adrian Ciuplea (Vita de Vie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNchyQjXyXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/4x7L2CtruyM/s1600/ciuplea-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNchyQjXyXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/4x7L2CtruyM/s400/ciuplea-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536931414195816818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vali "Prunus" Ionescu (Voltaj)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcikh-j-0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/4p1YHQQ82HA/s1600/ValiIonescu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcikh-j-0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/4p1YHQQ82HA/s400/ValiIonescu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536932277866724162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ionut Radulescu "Oscar" (Trooper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcjv200y6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/VzWRsDVYvic/s1600/oscar-trooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNcjv200y6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/VzWRsDVYvic/s400/oscar-trooper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536933571953216418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dragos Pitaru (Marfar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNckFzmz5_I/AAAAAAAAAZk/rvUajkVwty8/s1600/26934_416464492328_249816112328_5137851_3843199_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNckFzmz5_I/AAAAAAAAAZk/rvUajkVwty8/s400/26934_416464492328_249816112328_5137851_3843199_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536933949046253554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adrian Chifu (Incipient)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TNckXAa8daI/AAAAAAAAAZs/njgEYPOFYso/s1600/m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TMNikPdTRiI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7RQVp-kWfYA/s400/fun_girls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531373142105343522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekendul acesta mi l-am petrecut acasa, la Targoviste, revenind aici dupa 2 saptamani chemata de..dor:). Ei bine, cu viata de Bucuresti m-am obisnuit, chiar si cu orarul incarcat e ok, iar de oameni de calitate nu duc lipsa. Nu prea am avut eu timp de nopti pierdute prin cluburi, dar joi am avut o tentativa la "marele" party FCRP. Nu vreau sa critic pe nimeni dar nu am fost deloc incantati unii dintre noi, asa ca am plecat cu ultimul metrou la "casile" noastre. Ieri am fost si la dna Lidia la canto, m-am reintalnit cu fetele mele, Diana(nevasta-mea) si Natasa(sora-mea), mi-am gasit si o piesa noua, iar restul de timp ramas mi l-am petrecut cu ai mei parinti si cu al meu copil (nu plodul, iubitul):D. Azi trebuie sa plec devreme la Bucuresti fiindca la 17:00 am un interviu pentru VIP (Voluntari pentru Idei si Proiecte) si poate o fi cu noroc:).&lt;br /&gt;Spuneam ca am intalnit oameni de calitate la facultate si daca Dana (o gagica superba din Constanta) a scris despre mine ca fiind un simbol al unei prietenii legate recent, atunci voi scrie si eu despre noile mele prietenii. Well, Dana si Flavia(Craiova) sunt 2 tipe extraordinar de finute, simpatice si cu simtul umorului. Debordeaza de feminitate (Flavia) si senzualitate (Dana) si impreuna cu energia mea, facem un trio excelent:). Cred ca din capul Danei, corpul Flaviei, parul meu si idealurile noastre, ar iesi femeia perfecta:). In alta ordine de idei, pe Alina ati cunoscut-o intr-un post anterior. Ea cu Emma, care din pacate nu sunt cu mine in grupa, au ramas prietenele mele de suflet pentru ca ele au fost primele cu care am intrat in contact si cu care am pastrat legatura dupa admitere:)[sunteti doua mizerii, da' va iubesc]. Mai am cateva specimene pe care le indragesc foaaarte mult si cu care ma distrez pe cinste: Ioana(Pitesti), din grupa 8, o miniona nebuna ajunsa la a 3 a facultate(sa speram ca e ultima, Ioana) si care te face sa zambesti in orice moment, Diana(Targu Jiu), colega din grupa 6, colega mea de seminar la Marketing si bineinteles, Anca (o fashionista inraita, care e la curent cu tot ce e in trend, de la muzica,filme,la moda), Denna (care la inceput mi s-a parut o nesuferita figuranta, dar pe parcurs am desoperit ca e o bombonica de fata) si Alina 2( colega mea de prima banca la ICRM). Fiind o facultate de fete, baietii sunt cam greu de gasit dar avem cativa baieti de treaba, Teo (misteriosul cu ochi verzi de la Publicitate- e o combinatie bestiala intre Matt Damon, Brad Pitt si Leonardo DiCaprio), Mario (un bacauan simpatic si sociabil), Matei (rastaman-ul zapacit) si desigur, Gherghe, colegutul meu ante-admitere:)).&lt;br /&gt;Daca oboseala de pe drum isi face simtita prezenta la fiecare sfarsit al zilei, stiu ca a doua zi o voi lua iar de la capat in haosul capitalei cu barfe, caterinca si.. facultate:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://storage0.dms.mpinteractiv.ro/media/1/1/1688/2740081/1/aglomeratie-metrou.jpg?width=400"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://storage0.dms.mpinteractiv.ro/media/1/1/1688/2740081/1/aglomeratie-metrou.jpg?width=400" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Pentru oamenii stresati si obositi, eu propun un exercitiu de relaxare, la Unirii la metrou unde este cel mai mare flux de oameni din Bucuresti, dupa parerea mea, sa asculti in casti Linkin Park-The Catalyst, in timp ce calm, urmaresti multimea imprastiindu-se fie pe scarile spre iesire, fie prin pasajul cu P. Unirii 2, fie pe peroanele Berceni sau Pipera. E o chestie fascinanta, sa vezi atatea fetze, atatea caractere, sa auzi atatea cuvinte din care, daca le-ai pune cap la cap, nu ar iesi nimic, sa iti induiosezi nasul cu parfumuri fine, sau, din contra, sa iti dea lacrimile de la asternutul timpului transpirat de pe pielea unora certati cu igiena, sa te gandesti la gandurile celorlalti si sa ghicesti de unde vin sau unde ar putea sa mearga... This is me, this is my Bucharest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7793850688510078588?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7793850688510078588/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7793850688510078588' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7793850688510078588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7793850688510078588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/10/home.html' title='Home...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TMNikPdTRiI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7RQVp-kWfYA/s72-c/fun_girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3915441509459213916</id><published>2010-10-16T11:56:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T12:29:40.810+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TLlvHPeRhRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/YyCLmXO-KRA/s1600/36160_156551927708878_100000622154295_326873_2207833_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TLlvHPeRhRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/YyCLmXO-KRA/s400/36160_156551927708878_100000622154295_326873_2207833_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528572187777271058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys!N-am mai postat de ceva vreme pe aici pentru ca am fost ocupata cu acomodarea in noua etapa din viata mea:).Well, oameni noi, un oras partial nou, iubiri vechi, facultate, viata de student, metrou, cluburi si zile cu doar 3 lei in portofel au facut parte din mine 2 saptamani, timp in care am trait fiecare secunda la maxim. La facultate e foarte misto, am cunoscut oameni adevarati cu idealuri si chef de viata, am legat si cateva prietenii si pe zi ce trece, totul pare o provocare din ce in ce mai dificila. Nu o sa stau sa descriu prima zi de "gradi" de la Palatul Parlamentului sau iesirile la cafea cu noile colege(apropo de asta, am numai gagici in grupa). Stiu doar ca experienta mea au mai trait-o si altii inainte si nu ma simt privilegiata sau dezavantajata in vreun fel:D. Aseara am fost cu Alina,prietena si colega mea, in Spice la concert Marfar si ne-am distrat foarte bine (cel putin eu), chiar aveam chef de o iesire gen zilele astea. E destul de obositor orarul la facultate, dar ne facem timp si de distractii ca la asta nu ne intrece nimeni:)). Acestea fiind spuse, am o misiune importanta, la o varsta frumoasa, intr-o perioada interesanta!&lt;br /&gt;Si daca voi mai avea momente de criza existentiala, am sa ma gandesc mereu la ce mi-a zis un prieten foarte bun: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"nu da un sentiment profund pe o placere trecatoare"&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimul dans, o piesa geniala si multa bafta tuturor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QdHcwaFZd_k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/QdHcwaFZd_k?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/6064239585883642419-3915441509459213916?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3915441509459213916/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3915441509459213916' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3915441509459213916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3915441509459213916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TLlvHPeRhRI/AAAAAAAAAW4/YyCLmXO-KRA/s72-c/36160_156551927708878_100000622154295_326873_2207833_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-247260499097830118</id><published>2010-10-08T23:02:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T23:11:06.196+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderland...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TK96xzpY3rI/AAAAAAAAAWw/oUwHTikow34/s1600/1250645963_2af2ec9cca_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TK96xzpY3rI/AAAAAAAAAWw/oUwHTikow34/s400/1250645963_2af2ec9cca_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525770263902871218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TK96xm95rQI/AAAAAAAAAWo/iE9165QGitk/s1600/231051-bigthumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TK96xm95rQI/AAAAAAAAAWo/iE9165QGitk/s400/231051-bigthumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525770260499246338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TK96xRWJDdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/4ygjG-8yN7w/s1600/lady_in_black_1_resize_20081115_1860637431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TK96xRWJDdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/4ygjG-8yN7w/s400/lady_in_black_1_resize_20081115_1860637431.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525770254695337426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-247260499097830118?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/247260499097830118/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=247260499097830118' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/247260499097830118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/247260499097830118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/10/wonderland.html' title='Wonderland...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TK96xzpY3rI/AAAAAAAAAWw/oUwHTikow34/s72-c/1250645963_2af2ec9cca_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3993759934017177704</id><published>2010-09-16T12:12:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T12:19:13.030+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>You lost me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TJHg83kCybI/AAAAAAAAAWE/RPAXY521T6Y/s1600/PIC_8439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TJHg83kCybI/AAAAAAAAAWE/RPAXY521T6Y/s400/PIC_8439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517438354817468850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Şi asta pentru că m-am hotărât într-un final să pun capăt unei suferinţe... mă rog, capătul unei poveşti,unui vis... GATA!Renunţ!Nu trăiesc în basme să-l tot aştept pe Făt-Frumos până la adânci bătrâneţi... Nu mai am chef să vorbesc,să vreau,să plâng, să aştept... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GATA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mă cufund în orele de ţipete,furtună şi gol... Sunt doar eu şi gândurile mele... şi poate o geantă cu iubire puerilă... Te-am iubit,dar trebuie să spun STOP! Life will go on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done&lt;br /&gt;Smoking gun&lt;br /&gt;We've lost it all&lt;br /&gt;The love is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has won&lt;br /&gt;Now its no fun&lt;br /&gt;We've lost it all&lt;br /&gt;The love is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had magic&lt;br /&gt;And this is tragic&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't keep your hands to yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like our world's been infected,&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you left me neglected&lt;br /&gt;We've found our lives been changed&lt;br /&gt;Babe, you lost me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we tried&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how we cried&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we lost ourselves&lt;br /&gt;The love has died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though we tried&lt;br /&gt;You can't deny&lt;br /&gt;We're left as shells&lt;br /&gt;We lost the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had magic&lt;br /&gt;And this is tragic&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't keep your hands to yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I feel like our world's been infected&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you left me neglected&lt;br /&gt;We've found our lives been changed&lt;br /&gt;Cause babe, you lost me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;And we were sweet&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but you chose lust when you deceived me&lt;br /&gt;And you'll regret it, but it's too late&lt;br /&gt;How can I ever trust you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like our world's been infected,&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you left me neglected&lt;br /&gt;We've found our lives been changed&lt;br /&gt;Oh babe, you lost me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-3993759934017177704?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3993759934017177704/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3993759934017177704' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3993759934017177704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3993759934017177704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-lost-me.html' title='You lost me...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TJHg83kCybI/AAAAAAAAAWE/RPAXY521T6Y/s72-c/PIC_8439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3925689525377636797</id><published>2010-09-13T22:44:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:44:39.220+03:00</updated><title type='text'>We need you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.petitieonline.ro/petitie/prelungirea_programului_de_circulatie_ratb_si_metrorex-p40796053.html" target="_blank" style="display: block; width: 500px; background-color: #045BB2; font: 11px verdana,arial,sans-serif; color: #fff; text-decoration: underline; text-align: left; padding: 4px 0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding: 0 6px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelungirea programului de circulatie RATB si METROREX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-3925689525377636797?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3925689525377636797/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3925689525377636797' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3925689525377636797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3925689525377636797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-need-you.html' title='We need you!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-8955129112191128866</id><published>2010-09-09T18:26:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T21:03:51.130+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorinte'/><title type='text'>As vrea ca iubitul meu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TIkAkSbfsjI/AAAAAAAAAV8/N-TBPRUUkhc/s1600/beach-love-couple-silhouette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TIkAkSbfsjI/AAAAAAAAAV8/N-TBPRUUkhc/s400/beach-love-couple-silhouette.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514939842114335282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sa aiba vise&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie inteligent&lt;br /&gt;*sa aiba pasiuni&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma asculte cand cant&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma sustina&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma certe&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie profund&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie punctual&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie tandru&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma lase sa-l seduc&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie gelos&lt;br /&gt;*sa ii placa fotbalul si sa mearga cu mine pe stadion&lt;br /&gt;*sa nu urmareasca serialul ala cretin "Gossip Girl"&lt;br /&gt;*sa cante la pian,chitara,vioara sau bass:)&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma puna sa fac sport&lt;br /&gt;*sa-i placa tatuajele&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie mai inalt decat mine&lt;br /&gt;*sa se uite la desene animate&lt;br /&gt;*sa aiba planuri de viitor&lt;br /&gt;*sa ii placa cand port tocuri&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie copilaros&lt;br /&gt;*sa-mi spuna ca sunt frumoasa&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie comunicativ&lt;br /&gt;*sa se inteleaga bine cu ai mei&lt;br /&gt;*sa ii placa Pepsi Twist&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie nebun&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie spontan&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie serios&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie responsabil&lt;br /&gt;*sa NU fie adept al betiilor salbatice&lt;br /&gt;*sa ii placa sa se uite la stele&lt;br /&gt;*sa se emotioneze cand ii fac declaratii de dragoste&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie fericit&lt;br /&gt;*sa-i placa junk food:D&lt;br /&gt;*sa-mi aduca flori&lt;br /&gt;*sa-mi ofere cadouri simbolice&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie dispus sa vina si la capatul lumii dupa mine&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma ierte cand fac tampenii&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma adore&lt;br /&gt;*sa nu ma puna sa merg la biserica sau sa accept religia&lt;br /&gt;*sa ii placa marea&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma lase sa-i conduc masina:))&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie puternic&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma aduca cu picioarele pe pamant&lt;br /&gt;*sa asculte Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma lase sa-i gatesc&lt;br /&gt;*sa-mi cumpere bijuterii&lt;br /&gt;*sa-mi iubeasca parfumul&lt;br /&gt;*sa NU se epileze pe picioare&lt;br /&gt;*sa NU doreasca sa schimbe lumea&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma asculte cand sunt nervoasa&lt;br /&gt;*sa imi dea sfaturi&lt;br /&gt;*sa mearga cu mine la cumparaturi&lt;br /&gt;*sa ma lase sa ii fac manichiura&lt;br /&gt;*sa doreasca sa facem dragoste :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sa-mi iubeasca cainele si pisoiul&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie altfel decat ceilalti&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie... SPECIAL...&lt;br /&gt;*sa fie... AL MEU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-8955129112191128866?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8955129112191128866/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=8955129112191128866' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/8955129112191128866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/8955129112191128866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-vrea-ca-iubitul-meu.html' title='As vrea ca iubitul meu...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TIkAkSbfsjI/AAAAAAAAAV8/N-TBPRUUkhc/s72-c/beach-love-couple-silhouette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6041738168652215066</id><published>2010-08-19T22:30:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:43:11.575+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calatorii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glissando'/><title type='text'>Back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TG2JFbjQfjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/npX-M3QTGx4/s1600/PIC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TG2JFbjQfjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/npX-M3QTGx4/s400/PIC_0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507208645731974706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,hello!Cum o mai duceţi?Eu am revenit pe meleaguri tradiţionale şi e foarte biiine!Am fost cu Glissando în turneu prin Europa şi am revenit plină de energie şi dornică să profit de cea mai tare vară din viaţa mea!&lt;br /&gt;Well, am plecat pe 30 iulie în excursia vieţii mele, până la Nadlac, drumul a fost groaznic de plictisitor [Valea oltului şi Sibiul au fost foarte ok], dar într-un final am ajuns în Budapesta,unde am şi rămas o noapte.Aventura abia avea să înceapă:). Nu o să stau să vă povestesc fiecare detaliu în parte, cert e că în astea 15 zile ne-am distrat, am avut şi spectacole grele,ne-am şi plimbat,războitbronzat şi am văzut numai locuri minunate.Am rămas impresionată de Strasbourg,Geneva şi îndrăgostită nebuneşte de Monte Carlo.Nu mi-a plăcut Veneţia, însă gaşca, împreună cu profa, au făcut ca totul să fie bestial!Am revenit în Românica, mi-era dor de o ciorbă, ca la mama acasă, de roşii cu brânză şi de pepene [nu de alta, dar pe acolo pepenele era foarte scump]!&lt;br /&gt;Vă pup, aveţi grijă de voi şi distraţi-vă cât puteţi vara asta!:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;P.S: Tomorrow, să mai uitaţi de caniculă, veniţi în Jukebox Club:)!&lt;br /&gt;Vineri, 20 august,ora 23:00, concert MARFAR&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/6064239585883642419-6041738168652215066?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6041738168652215066/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6041738168652215066' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6041738168652215066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6041738168652215066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/08/back.html' title='Back!!!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TG2JFbjQfjI/AAAAAAAAAVs/npX-M3QTGx4/s72-c/PIC_0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7806810689903609178</id><published>2010-07-29T11:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T11:45:50.862+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marfar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Dacă nu aţi plecat încă în vacanţă, distraţi-vă vineri în Jukebox!</title><content type='html'>Concert MARFAR&lt;/span&gt; în Jukebox Club din Bucureşti, vineri 30 iulie, ora 22:30. Be there!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TFE_mQFqroI/AAAAAAAAAVc/W2OzqJiGcyw/s1600/MARFAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TFE_mQFqroI/AAAAAAAAAVc/W2OzqJiGcyw/s400/MARFAR.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499246546382401154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7806810689903609178?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7806810689903609178/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7806810689903609178' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7806810689903609178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7806810689903609178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/07/daca-nu-ati-plecat-inca-in-vacanta.html' title='Dacă nu aţi plecat încă în vacanţă, distraţi-vă vineri în Jukebox!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TFE_mQFqroI/AAAAAAAAAVc/W2OzqJiGcyw/s72-c/MARFAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7221702637751690354</id><published>2010-07-29T10:40:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T13:53:26.074+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glissando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facultate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacanta'/><title type='text'>Reîntoarcere în cotidian</title><content type='html'>Am lipsit cam mult pe aici, dar am o scuză importantă:). Am avut unul din cei mai importanţi şi decisivi ani pentru viitorul meu, am luat BAC-ul cu 9,43, am intrat la buget toate cele 3 facultăţi la care am dat admiteri şi mi-am ales Facultatea de Comunicare şi Relaţii Publice din cadrul SNSPA, pentru că ăsta era visul meu de ceva timp:). M-am familiarizat şi mai mult cu Bucureştiul, cu viaţa de noapte şi am iubit fiecare clipă a perioadei care a trecut. Mă trezesc dimineaţa acasă, în patul meu roşu-alb de la Târgovişte şi mă asigur că nu visez, din cauză că nu mai am chiar NIMIC de făcut!Nu mai am de învăţat, nu mai am examene de dat, curăţenie de făcut and other fucking stuff şi mă relaxez cu ochii pe pereţi câteva minute:)). Dacă abia acum începe vara/vacanţa pentru mine, aş vrea ca asta să fie o vară de neuitat!&lt;br /&gt;În noaptea asta plec în turneu cu fetele mele (Glissando) prin Europa şi pe lânga miile de kilometri pe care îi vom face, vom vedea şi nenumărate oraşe precum Budapesta, Viena, Salzburg, Geneva, Strasbourg, Paris,Lyon, Montpellier, Marsilia, Nisa, Cannes, Monte Carlo, Genoa, Roma, Veneţia, Ljublijana şi Belgrad. Va fi bestial!!!Nimic nu mă va împiedica să am o vară de vis. Mi-am făcut prieteni noi, mi-am cunoscut o parte din viitorii colegi pe care îi ador, iubesc şi sunt fericită, chiar dacă la partea sentimentală stau cam prost:)).&lt;br /&gt;Eu vă pup, să aveţi o vară minunată şi să ne vedem cu bine dupa 20 august!!!:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7221702637751690354?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7221702637751690354/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7221702637751690354' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7221702637751690354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7221702637751690354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/07/reintoarcere-in-contidian.html' title='Reîntoarcere în cotidian'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7097219541536213673</id><published>2010-06-19T03:36:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T04:14:45.897+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TBwW6MqBB8I/AAAAAAAAAVI/P6FhJ59j_Eo/s1600/_DSC5891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TBwW6MqBB8I/AAAAAAAAAVI/P6FhJ59j_Eo/s320/_DSC5891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484283635316099010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ştiu că nu prea m-am preocupat de blog în ultima vreme, asta pentru că am fost ocupată cu facebook-ul, că doar e la modă, am avut nişte examene pentru BAC de dat, teze,atestate,nebunii şi am lăsat blogul pe ultimul loc. Am să vă povestesc foarte multe, dar o să încerc să mă limitez la chestii interesante. Se pare că în ultima vreme îmi merge din ce în ce mai bine, am cu ce să-mi ocup timpul şi am o mulţumire sufletească enormă. În aproximativ 4 săptămâni îmi scot şi micul meu roman în care până acum nimeni nu a avut încredere, dar sper că impactul va fi favorabil pentru toţi:). Mai am 9 zile până la probele scrise ale BAC-ului şi de ieri într-o lună am examenul de admitere, examen care îmi va schimba viaţa. La probele orale de până acum am luat nivel maxim, am avut destule cântări cu Glissando şi ne pregătim de cea mai marcantă experienţă din viaţa noastră, turneul din această vară, care va începe pe 30 iulie şi va cuprinde ţări precum Ungaria, Franţa, Austria şi Italia. Este prima dată în viaţa mea când am ocazia să susţin un recital pe o scenă europeană. Un alt moment emoţionant l-am avut pe data de 6 mai, când am avut un recital la Aula Universităţii şi la piesa lui Michael Jackson- "We are the world", sala s-a ridicat în picioare şi toţi cântau cu noi. Mi-au dat lacrimile! A fost prima dată când am simţit adevăratul contact cu publicul. Cu învăţatul stau bine, sunt nerăbdătoare să scap de examene şi să mă bucur de succese şi de momentele oferite de oamenii care mă iubesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TBwW5esA8OI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9Jwj6UO-x0o/s1600/_DSF9232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TBwW5esA8OI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9Jwj6UO-x0o/s320/_DSF9232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484283622976450786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Săptămâna trecută am fost la un concert extraordinar al lui Horia Brenciu, care mi-a dat încredere în mine şi mi-a deschis orizonturile artistice. Am câştigat un prieten şi un exemplu bun de urmat în lupta crâncenă cu industria muzicală românească. &lt;br /&gt;Seara trecuta a fost concertul Aerosmith însă nu m-am putut duce. Am auzit numai lucruri bune despre show-ul lui Steve Tyler and Co. şi mă gândesc că, aşa cum Metallica au revenit anul ăsta în România, aşa poate vin şi Aerosmith.Până atunci însă, am nişte vise de împlinit, am de trecut cu bine peste o etapă importantă din viaţa mea, am de iubit un om care poate mă va iubi cândva şi am de ascultat în continuare "Psihologul muzical" la Radio România Actualităţi- e invitat Horia Brenciu până la 5.&lt;br /&gt;Să nu ma mai certaţi că nu scriu pe blog, o să recuperăm timpul pierdut!&lt;br /&gt;Să aveţi o noapte liniştită!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7097219541536213673?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7097219541536213673/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7097219541536213673' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7097219541536213673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7097219541536213673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-everyone.html' title='Hello everyone!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/TBwW6MqBB8I/AAAAAAAAAVI/P6FhJ59j_Eo/s72-c/_DSC5891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-5042492841617341123</id><published>2010-04-17T22:41:00.015+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:51:40.868+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica veche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='femeie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><title type='text'>Femei...</title><content type='html'>Am ales să scriu acest post, tocmai pentru că astăzi, uitându-mă la "Final Countdown - 50 Best Rock Anthems" am observat ceva. În videoclipurile în care apăreau femei, toate erau naturale,nesiliconate şi... cu părul creţ-ondulat. Se vedea clar senzualitatea genuină şi autenticitatea feminină fără păr întins cu placa, fără unghii false, fără şedinţe de solar şi botox. Aceste femei sunt întradevăr frumoase şi senzuale. Rockerii rebeli ai anilor '80, se pare că erau mult mai inspiraţi în alegerea prezenţelor feminine din videoclipuri, nu ca "marii" muzicieni din ziua de astăzi, care au drept "bucăţi", pachete de silicoane, piţipoance şi gagici bronzate artificial care coboară din maşini străine:). Şi pe atunci erau îmbrăcate sumar, dar aveau personalitate şi inspirau feminitate. O să vă public nişte poze cu câteva candidate la "Cea mai frumoasă prezenţă feminină din videoclipuri", printr-o referire strictă la anii '80-'90 (muzică rock) şi anii 2000, muzica momentului, muzica house.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O să deschid lista cu domnişoarele de la Heart, care acum sunt destul de în vârstă, dar pe vremuri erau geniale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8oZfD_8PpI/AAAAAAAAARw/cUjZ2xnYgSQ/s1600/heart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8oZfD_8PpI/AAAAAAAAARw/cUjZ2xnYgSQ/s320/heart.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461205519580282514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next lady e din videoclipul celor de la Withesnake-Here I go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8odMp5UP_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/075miXqL-iE/s1600/withesnakes1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8odMp5UP_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/075miXqL-iE/s320/withesnakes1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461209601382039538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domnişoara lui Alice Cooper din videoclipul piesei "Poison"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8oepR7aIPI/AAAAAAAAASA/aeCjkOGSBBw/s1600/alice+cooper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8oepR7aIPI/AAAAAAAAASA/aeCjkOGSBBw/s320/alice+cooper.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461211192676196594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aerosmith-Dude!Looks like a lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8ofww1u1BI/AAAAAAAAASI/HfcG58emhUM/s1600/aerosmith.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8ofww1u1BI/AAAAAAAAASI/HfcG58emhUM/s320/aerosmith.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461212420744598546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson-The way you make me feel (nu e rock, dar tipa este extraordinară)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8ojjWQFgiI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PRlKkov_yJw/s1600/jackson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8ojjWQFgiI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PRlKkov_yJw/s320/jackson.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461216588315591202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this love - Whitesnake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8oknigXk7I/AAAAAAAAASY/scfbMc-ADiE/s1600/w2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8oknigXk7I/AAAAAAAAASY/scfbMc-ADiE/s320/w2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461217759836214194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Şi bineînţeles, superba protagonistă din "Felicity" care a apărut în "Always"-Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8olmSF2xYI/AAAAAAAAASg/hDGPNn92NZI/s1600/felicity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8olmSF2xYI/AAAAAAAAASg/hDGPNn92NZI/s320/felicity.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461218837761803650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparaţi domnişoarele din imagine cu:&lt;br /&gt;Inna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.alomoda.ro/photos/inna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 425px; height: 640px;" src="http://www.alomoda.ro/photos/inna.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clopotel.ro/muzica/funclubfoto/funclub16810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.clopotel.ro/muzica/funclubfoto/funclub16810.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara(Happy for you feat. Liviu Hodor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.musichat.ro/images/articles/pictures/Tara-musichat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 417px; height: 581px;" src="http://www.musichat.ro/images/articles/pictures/Tara-musichat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya (Baby don't you know feat. Jay Ko)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SW9abgKGevM/SsNO24RmK2I/AAAAAAAABr0/JBdLbPlz2EU/s400/DSC05084_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SW9abgKGevM/SsNO24RmK2I/AAAAAAAABr0/JBdLbPlz2EU/s400/DSC05084_resize.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesha, care mi se pare o cretină:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://clubspaceland.com/WP/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/kesha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 401px; height: 602px;" src="http://clubspaceland.com/WP/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/kesha.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akcent-Make me shiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8oqWsC6JmI/AAAAAAAAASo/vTlChkdieXo/s1600/akcent.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8oqWsC6JmI/AAAAAAAAASo/vTlChkdieXo/s320/akcent.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461224067408995938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Deejay feat. Dony-So bizzare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8orKONgh6I/AAAAAAAAASw/ePmv209ogO0/s1600/f.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8orKONgh6I/AAAAAAAAASw/ePmv209ogO0/s320/f.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461224952753588130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep Central-In love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8osObCxYvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/O8zJ0ZoQUgM/s1600/aaaaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8osObCxYvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/O8zJ0ZoQUgM/s320/aaaaa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461226124429320946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aştept păreri:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-5042492841617341123?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/5042492841617341123/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=5042492841617341123' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5042492841617341123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5042492841617341123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/04/femei.html' title='Femei...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S8oZfD_8PpI/AAAAAAAAARw/cUjZ2xnYgSQ/s72-c/heart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-5715265216149256539</id><published>2010-04-15T14:58:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:16:28.405+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prostia'/><title type='text'>Prostia, semn distincitiv al rasei umane...</title><content type='html'>O după-amiază plăcută de joi... plouă, iar eu trebuie să plec la meditaţie. Înainte de asta, îmi omor timpul pe net cu una, alta, porcării şi idioţenii pe Facebook. Pe fiecare zi mă minunez cum pot unii să fie atât de penibili, idioţi şi ignoranţi. Bat apa în piuă aiurea, văd că devin ppenibili dar continuă să arunce cu noroi în oameni de valoare, mult mai inteligenţi decât ei, care au ales la un moment dat să iasă din contidianul ignoranţei. Aş putea fi mult mai dură, dar nu vreau să mă comport şi eu ca ei, însă nici nu am de gând să o las baltă. Ce fac eu acum, este fix promovare, dar I don't give a fuck, atâta timp cât mesajul va ajunge unde trebuie:). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesaj pentru oameni idioţi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odată ce v-aţi bătut joc de unii care au avut încredere în voi şi v-au oferit totul, acum ar trebui să ieşiţi cu capul plecat în faţa respectivilor şi nu să le cereţi iertare, că nu sunteţi capabili de asta pentru că plutiţi în orgoliu, dar măcar să lăsaţi loc de "bună ziua".Acei oameni care  sunt mult mai inteligenţi decât voi, vor accepta locul de "bună ziua" şi vor da dovadă de bună creştere, de cei 7 ani de acasă, pe care voi nu îi aveţi. Întotdeauna veţi încerca să vă bagaţi aiurea în seamă şi să atrageţi atenţia în moduri negative, dar nu-i panică, oamenii de calitate vă vor da "ignore". Baftă la progresarea prostiei şi păziţi-vă capetele!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-5715265216149256539?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/5715265216149256539/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=5715265216149256539' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5715265216149256539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5715265216149256539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/04/prostia-semn-distincitiv-al-rasei-umane.html' title='Prostia, semn distincitiv al rasei umane...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7939842941581838733</id><published>2010-03-24T20:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:03:48.523+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><title type='text'>Ai laic futbol... end... Mister Ricky, frate cu Inna Hot la engleză de baltă!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type='application/x-shockwave-flash' data='http://www.europafm.ro/&amp;res/swf/ngxplayer/ngxplayerEmbed.swf' width='542' height='407' id='ngxPlayer'&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always' /&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.europafm.ro/&amp;res/swf/ngxplayer/ngxplayerEmbed.swf' /&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high' /&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent' /&gt;&lt;param name='scale' value='noscale' /&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='flashVars' value='stream=http://www.europafm.ro/%26files/voicu-panzaru-mr-world.flv'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frumuşelul, Voicu, a lu' Bote, participă la Mister World şi şi-a făcut şi el o prezentare drăguţă despre el... dacă avea puţin creier, lua şi el ceva lecţii de pronunţie în engleză, măcar să nu pară ca România e o ţară de inculţi...&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7939842941581838733?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7939842941581838733/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7939842941581838733' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7939842941581838733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7939842941581838733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/03/ai-laic-futbol-end-mister-ricky-frate.html' title='Ai laic futbol... end... Mister Ricky, frate cu Inna Hot la engleză de baltă!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-8642890063135625125</id><published>2010-03-08T17:51:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:15:20.440+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='femeie'/><title type='text'>Eşti femeie pentru că...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S5UiPlgIWnI/AAAAAAAAARg/eFxeiuHr8dg/s1600-h/mystery-woman-0807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S5UiPlgIWnI/AAAAAAAAARg/eFxeiuHr8dg/s320/mystery-woman-0807.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446296975534742130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... îţi plac culorile deschise...&lt;br /&gt;...iubeşti să te uiţi la nori...&lt;br /&gt;...îţi place să pierzi ore în şir prin magazine...&lt;br /&gt;...îţi place să bârfeşti cu prietenele la cafea...&lt;br /&gt;...îţi place să-ţi simţi pielea catifelată, mirosind a vanilie...&lt;br /&gt;...ai idealuri...&lt;br /&gt;...eşti frumoasă...&lt;br /&gt;...pui suflet în tot ceea ce faci...&lt;br /&gt;...eşti sensibilă...&lt;br /&gt;...îţi plac florile...&lt;br /&gt;...plângi la fiecare film siropos...&lt;br /&gt;...scrii în jurnal...&lt;br /&gt;...în copilărie erai prietenă cu băieţii...&lt;br /&gt;...eşti nehotărâtă asupra ţinutei pentru un anumit eveniment...&lt;br /&gt;...după o săptămână vrei altă pereche de pantofi la modă...&lt;br /&gt;...iubeşti pe cineva care nu merită...&lt;br /&gt;...ai fost înşelată...&lt;br /&gt;...la miezul nopţii un vechi prieten te sună şi-ţi spune că te iubeşte...&lt;br /&gt;...ţi s-au dedicat piese de suflet...&lt;br /&gt;...ştii să seduci...&lt;br /&gt;...îţi colorezi unghiile cu roşu...&lt;br /&gt;...foloseşti un parfum floral...&lt;br /&gt;...dansezi lasciv...&lt;br /&gt;...eşti doar pentru cel pe care îl iubeşti...&lt;br /&gt;...plângi pentru cine nu merită...&lt;br /&gt;...lumea din jurul tău are încredere în tine...&lt;br /&gt;...ai făcut greşeli copilăreşti...&lt;br /&gt;...ştii să faci dragoste...&lt;br /&gt;...eşti naivă...&lt;br /&gt;...eşti sălbatică...&lt;br /&gt;...eşti frumoasă...&lt;br /&gt;...eşti tu însăţi...&lt;br /&gt;...urăşti piţipoancele şi ipocriţii...&lt;br /&gt;...prietenul tau cel mai bun te place...&lt;br /&gt;...îi dai o şansă să te facă fericită...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt femeie pentru că... mă regăsesc în ce am scris mai sus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-8642890063135625125?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8642890063135625125/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=8642890063135625125' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/8642890063135625125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/8642890063135625125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/03/esti-femeie-pentru-ca.html' title='Eşti femeie pentru că...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S5UiPlgIWnI/AAAAAAAAARg/eFxeiuHr8dg/s72-c/mystery-woman-0807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6239662207806087054</id><published>2010-03-06T19:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T19:16:10.003+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><title type='text'>Recomandări pentru sâmbătă seara...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Owl City-Fireflies&lt;/span&gt; (super piesă)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/psuRGfAaju4&amp;hl=en_US&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/psuRGfAaju4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gossip-Heavy Cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KLLxdcrk0-s&amp;hl=en_US&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/KLLxdcrk0-s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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/6064239585883642419-6239662207806087054?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6239662207806087054/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6239662207806087054' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6239662207806087054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6239662207806087054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/03/recomandari-pentru-sambata-seara.html' title='Recomandări pentru sâmbătă seara...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7054318100300918764</id><published>2010-03-02T22:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:23:41.139+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintiri'/><title type='text'>Looking through her eyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S41ycUvXvYI/AAAAAAAAARY/YGpiEjkTQhA/s1600-h/PIC_5904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S41ycUvXvYI/AAAAAAAAARY/YGpiEjkTQhA/s200/PIC_5904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444133355490098562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Martie 2010... O zi specială... Jon Bon Jovi împlineşte 48 de ani, astăzi se împlineşte un an de când l-am cunoscut pe bunul meu prieten Florin şi odată cu ziua asta, am părăsit Bucureştiul meu de altă dată... Bucureştiul în care eram doar noi, uitaţi de lume şi de realitate. A început un nou capitol din viaţa mea dar încă nu mă pot stăpâni... Nu voi încerca să scriu despre ceva ce nu mai există şi totdată despre ceva care doare enorm... Weekend-ul ăsta am fost la Bucureşti să-mi adun amintirile, să mă transform. A fost frumos! Sâmbătă seara s-a lăsat cu un super concert Marfar in club Jukebox, cu cântat, dansat şi zbenguială până pe la 4 de dimineaţă, iar duminică s-a lăsat cu dragoste, lacrimi şi război... Duminică a fost ultima noapte de dragoste, iar de 1 Martie am declarat război. Mă doare! Dar încrederea e mai presus de orice! Mă simţeam destul de rău şi am hotărât ca aseară să ies cu nişte prieteni. Am nimerit prin Grozăveşti la nişte studenţi la medicină. Am râs, am făcut caterincă, dar odată ajunsă acasă, PE JOS în şosete, pentru că de 3 zile eu am umblat tot Bucureştiul pe tocuri şi nu mai îmi simţeam picioarele, mi s-a făcut dor de el. Era ciudat să vezi la 11 noaptea o tipă în şosete umblând &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAOTIC&lt;/span&gt; pe străzi... Am devenit un monstru! A fost totul pentru mine... acum va trebui să renasc din propria-mi cenuşă, cum am făcut-o mereu... It's hard letting you go... Astăzi m-am relaxat pe Lipscani la un Cafe au lait, după care m-am îndreptat îngândurată spre gară... Am plâns, dar soarele mi-a uscat lacrimile... Sunt doar eu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7054318100300918764?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7054318100300918764/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7054318100300918764' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7054318100300918764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7054318100300918764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/03/looking-through-her-eyes.html' title='Looking through her 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in mintea mea?&lt;br /&gt;si ce daca incerc sa ma ascund?&lt;br /&gt;nu pot sa te gasesc,sa te privesc si sa te uit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si nu mai pot asa&lt;br /&gt;alerg in lumea ta,a ta&lt;br /&gt;pentru fiecare zi&lt;br /&gt;pentru anii care vin&lt;br /&gt;pentru visul meu&lt;br /&gt;de-as sti ca pot zbura.&lt;br /&gt;focul se aprinde-n cer&lt;br /&gt;singura ma ridic spre el&lt;br /&gt;aripi cresc din soare pot zbura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lumea fara tine nu o vreau&lt;br /&gt;printre carti o ghicitoare-mi spune totul clar&lt;br /&gt;"n-ai sa-l ai pentru ca ai sa mori&lt;br /&gt;si nu te poti ascunde se va sfarsi in zori!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stau singura m-ascund&lt;br /&gt;privesc in trecut&lt;br /&gt;ganduri se-ascund&lt;br /&gt;in noroi le arunc...&lt;br /&gt;e noapte si ger, in mine e furtuna&lt;br /&gt;stiu ca de azi n-am sa mai vad lumina....&lt;br /&gt;dar pe tine nu te uit&lt;br /&gt;in stele te vad cum esti,&lt;br /&gt;esti ca o lumina&lt;br /&gt;as vrea sa te simt in lumea mea&lt;br /&gt;vino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai da-mi doar o zi&lt;br /&gt;si tot se va sfarsi&lt;br /&gt;mai da-mi un sarut&lt;br /&gt;si-apoi am sa te uit&lt;br /&gt;o ultima seara&lt;br /&gt;ce moarte geniala&lt;br /&gt;un ultim raspuns&lt;br /&gt;in gand ai sa auzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;priviri se agata incet de noi&lt;br /&gt;priviri m-atrag ca un pietroi&lt;br /&gt;si strig,e in zadar&lt;br /&gt;trupul tau sopteste c-ai plecat&lt;br /&gt;pentr-o secunda mor si iarasi vin&lt;br /&gt;sa te gasesc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daca maine n-as mai fi&lt;br /&gt;oare iti vei aminti&lt;br /&gt;tot ce-a fost cu noi odata?&lt;br /&gt;daca maine poate&lt;br /&gt;am sa plec in soapte&lt;br /&gt;tu vei fi la fel ca azi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cand am aflat ca pentru voi&lt;br /&gt;in viata a face rau este un scop&lt;br /&gt;mai bine plec....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tot ce-am pierdut,tot ce-am iubit&lt;br /&gt;in cer am sa caut linistit-acum&lt;br /&gt;sufletul tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mai trecut o zi&lt;br /&gt;departe esti mereu&lt;br /&gt;cat de mult mi-e dor s-aud&lt;br /&gt;un gand al tau...&lt;br /&gt;nu pot sa exist&lt;br /&gt;fara iubirea ta&lt;br /&gt;simt in suflet&lt;br /&gt;si mi-e greu&lt;br /&gt;atingerea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e scris in stele tu sa fii cu mine&lt;br /&gt;in viata asta scurta si straina&lt;br /&gt;si-n fiecare zi apoi&lt;br /&gt;in Rai vom fi tot noi&lt;br /&gt;si-n fiecare zi apoi&lt;br /&gt;vom fi tot noi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O viata este prea mult&lt;br /&gt;Pentru un minut de moarte ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-6598759758081839367?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6598759758081839367/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6598759758081839367' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6598759758081839367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6598759758081839367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-viata-este-prea-mult.html' title='O viata este prea mult...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-8511040285652964089</id><published>2010-02-23T15:52:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:00:50.392+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plictiseala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primavara'/><title type='text'>Aproape primăvară...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S4PeyPElLaI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1FIwITU4hBw/s1600-h/PIC_5887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S4PeyPElLaI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1FIwITU4hBw/s200/PIC_5887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441437729414262178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregătiţi-vă, va veni astenia în curând. Ce cald a fost astăzi! Să vezi copii alergându-se pe stradă,trotuare uscate şi chiar ingheţate în mâinile oamenilor, nu fiindcă a fost caniculă,ci poate pentru că le era dor să mănânce îngheţată:). E frumos să vezi soarele strălucind, să zâmbeşti şi să trăieşti viaţa la maxim:). Deja fetiţele au înlocuit blugii sau pantalonii groşi cu colanţii şi fustiţele, gecile de 3 kg cu paltonaşe drăguţe, iar băieţii au început să înlocuiască baia cu curtea şcolii, pentru a fuma. Ei nu pun preţ pe vestimentaţie, dar avem noi grijă de asta:D. Negrul si movul de pe unghii, e înlocuit cu roşul, rozul şi culori pastelate, bocancii au fost lasaţi să doarmă, iar teneşii şi botinele, abia aşteptau să iasă... Nu mai vreau frig! Mi-am făcut playlistul soft exact pentru acest sfârşit de februarie şi îmi omor timpul privind cerul (mi-era dor de albastrul ăsta), zgâindu-mă la soare şi numărând zâmbetele oamenilor... Hai să fim fericiţi!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-8511040285652964089?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8511040285652964089/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=8511040285652964089' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/8511040285652964089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/8511040285652964089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/aproape-primavara.html' title='Aproape primăvară...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S4PeyPElLaI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1FIwITU4hBw/s72-c/PIC_5887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-619885896960283695</id><published>2010-02-22T21:56:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:43:38.240+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><title type='text'>DA DA DA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S4LjZEnimfI/AAAAAAAAARI/q8ABL5_HnNw/s1600-h/02-KeepTheFaith-BonJovi01-tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S4LjZEnimfI/AAAAAAAAARI/q8ABL5_HnNw/s200/02-KeepTheFaith-BonJovi01-tn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441161319692802546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a readus liniştea... Îmi pare rău ca au fost zile întregi în care nu l-am ascultat, mă binedispunea... Life will go on! Şi nu am regrete! O iau de la capăt.. o luăm de la capăt... Ce bine ca m-am regăsit, sunt fericită... Îl iubesc!!! E zeu:)). Mi-am pus ordine în gânduri, mi-am umplut sufletul de amintiri şi merg mai departe... Mai puternică, mai înţelegătoare, mai... EU :D.&lt;br /&gt;Chiar dacă el nu mă ştie, pentru mine va rămâne esenţa sufletului meu:).&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Jon Bon jovi!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-619885896960283695?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/619885896960283695/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=619885896960283695' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/619885896960283695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/619885896960283695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/da-da-da.html' title='DA DA DA!!!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S4LjZEnimfI/AAAAAAAAARI/q8ABL5_HnNw/s72-c/02-KeepTheFaith-BonJovi01-tn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6147940471428993166</id><published>2010-02-22T21:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:28:40.458+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declaratie'/><title type='text'>Seduces me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S4La4nky5AI/AAAAAAAAARA/xg3M4jMU8NE/s1600-h/PIC_4803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S4La4nky5AI/AAAAAAAAARA/xg3M4jMU8NE/s200/PIC_4803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441151966047822850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you are&lt;br /&gt;Everything you'll be&lt;br /&gt;Touches the current of love&lt;br /&gt;So deep in me&lt;br /&gt;Every sigh in the night&lt;br /&gt;Every tear that you cry&lt;br /&gt;Seduces me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;All that I'll be&lt;br /&gt;Means nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;If you can't be with me&lt;br /&gt;Your most innocent kiss&lt;br /&gt;Or your sweetest caress&lt;br /&gt;Seduces me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I've given up on yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Here and now is all that matters&lt;br /&gt;Right here with you is where I'll stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in this world&lt;br /&gt;Every voice in the night&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing of beauty&lt;br /&gt;Comes shining thru in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And all that is you becomes part of me too&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all you do seduces me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I should die tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I'd go down with a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;I thank God I've ever known you&lt;br /&gt;I fall down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;For all the love we've made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every sigh in the night&lt;br /&gt;Every tear that you cry&lt;br /&gt;Seduces me seduces me&lt;br /&gt;All that you do...Seduces me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru cineva special...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-6147940471428993166?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6147940471428993166/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6147940471428993166' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6147940471428993166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6147940471428993166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/seduces-me.html' title='Seduces me...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S4La4nky5AI/AAAAAAAAARA/xg3M4jMU8NE/s72-c/PIC_4803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6884924117270267124</id><published>2010-02-21T18:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:29:53.126+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>Join me in death...</title><content type='html'>E o simplă stare de spirit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-6884924117270267124?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6884924117270267124/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6884924117270267124' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6884924117270267124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6884924117270267124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/join-me-in-death.html' title='Join me in death...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-9074045700473928863</id><published>2010-02-19T22:46:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:49:11.307+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunăciuni:)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porcărisme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vedete'/><title type='text'>Bad to the bone...</title><content type='html'>Bă, omul e sărit rău de pe fix. Pentru demonstraţia rockerească a lui Badea, îl bag şi pe el în topul masculilor feroce pentru că, vorba lui nea Nichita Stănescu, e "în dulcele stil clasic"... Enjoy!:) &lt;br /&gt;P.S: Da! Şi sunt şi fană ZZ Top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sTgMWCqjIoQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/sTgMWCqjIoQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" 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/6064239585883642419-9074045700473928863?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/9074045700473928863/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=9074045700473928863' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/9074045700473928863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/9074045700473928863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/bad-to-bone.html' title='Bad to the bone...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-5870251569227099727</id><published>2010-02-19T21:27:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T09:35:38.236+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunăciuni:)'/><title type='text'>Masculi feroce...</title><content type='html'>Fiindcă nu am ce face în aceste momente şi de învăţat mi-e lene să ma reapuc, m-am gândit să împart cu voi bucuria unui top: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cei mai atrăgători bărbaţi din "şoubizul" românesc şi internaţional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jon Bon Jovi&lt;/span&gt; -nu mai are nevoie de nicio descriere. E ZEU!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a dublură="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/071018/bonjovi_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/071018/bonjovi_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Iubirea mea din copilărie, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lee Ryan&lt;/span&gt;, fostul solist Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://laetitia.porte.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/lee-ryan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 453px;" src="http://laetitia.porte.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/lee-ryan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nick Carter&lt;/span&gt; (Backstreet Boys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.2coolhairstyles.com/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/10286_NickCarter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.2coolhairstyles.com/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/10286_NickCarter1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Brad Pitt&lt;/span&gt; - doar nu credeaţi că era să-l uit:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nypost.com/rw/nypost/2009/09/01/pagesix/photos_galleries/brad-pitt-20040406-168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.nypost.com/rw/nypost/2009/09/01/pagesix/photos_galleries/brad-pitt-20040406-168.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pănă acum aţi observat că preferaţii mei sunt toţi blonduţi cu ochi albaştri. În viaţa reală nu aş ieşi cu un tip blond cu ochi albaştri, tocmai pentru că mi se par prea angelici, prea plastici. I need a bad boy! &lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/span&gt; - un Jack Sparrow aş vrea să mă răpească:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freewebs.com/samzie_j_c/johnny_depp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 394px;" src="http://www.freewebs.com/samzie_j_c/johnny_depp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Orlando Bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://celebrity-pics.movieeye.com/celebrity_pictures/Orlando_Bloom_405728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 753px; height: 771px;" src="http://celebrity-pics.movieeye.com/celebrity_pictures/Orlando_Bloom_405728.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.După acelaşi model, dar "made în România" de data asta, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mihai Petre&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tanase.biz/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/mihai_petre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 560px; height: 278px;" src="http://tanase.biz/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/mihai_petre.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Darren Hayes&lt;/span&gt; - fostul solist Savage Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nndb.com/people/262/000109932/darren-hayes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.nndb.com/people/262/000109932/darren-hayes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alex Velea&lt;/span&gt; - ştiu că e ţigan, ştiu că sunt rasistă dar el este foarte simpatic şi ca animal e bun tată!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.musichat.ro/images/articles/pictures/old/1/4/1447-picture-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 296px;" src="http://www.musichat.ro/images/articles/pictures/old/1/4/1447-picture-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Din duetul &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Razilor"&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ştefan vs. Vâlcan&lt;/span&gt; - mi-e greu să mă decid:) (pe amândoi i-am cunoscut şi cu amândoi am stat de vorbă deci aici sunt imparţială)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S37xdgIJDwI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yQ8n42V5pUc/s1600-h/love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S37xdgIJDwI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yQ8n42V5pUc/s200/love.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440050889052720898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bogdan Miu&lt;/span&gt; - de la Europa FM, pe care îl ador!Este deştept, serios, un om de succes şi omul ştie ce vrea! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3013/2607451858_05a4e1ced6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3013/2607451858_05a4e1ced6.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Teddy Păun&lt;/span&gt; (Europa FM), un simpatic şi un dulce!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.europafm.ro/&amp;files/toader-paun-074-thumb-350-0-192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 234px;" src="http://www.europafm.ro/&amp;files/toader-paun-074-thumb-350-0-192.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ville Valo&lt;/span&gt;- am şi gusturi mai.. dark:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/S/SY/SYN/Syn.is.everywhere.13/1164961731_e_____kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/S/SY/SYN/Syn.is.everywhere.13/1164961731_e_____kiss.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mihai Bendeac&lt;/span&gt; -alt om pe aceeaşi lungime de undă cu mine:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.comunicatemedia.ro/media/gallery/thumbs500/prima_tv/Mihai_Bendeac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.comunicatemedia.ro/media/gallery/thumbs500/prima_tv/Mihai_Bendeac.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Voicu Panzar (Ricky)&lt;/span&gt; -l-am lăsat ultimul pentru că e prostuţ şi de el nu sunt doar faţa şi corpul:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S37vpChf0sI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ScHTmQ_ppIU/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S37vpChf0sI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ScHTmQ_ppIU/s200/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440048888241181378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aceştia sunt primii 15 bărbaţi mişto pentru mine. Ordinea este la întâmplare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-5870251569227099727?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/5870251569227099727/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=5870251569227099727' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5870251569227099727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5870251569227099727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/masculi-feroce.html' title='Masculi feroce...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S37xdgIJDwI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yQ8n42V5pUc/s72-c/love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-173499199759162115</id><published>2010-02-19T20:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:07:44.248+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitipoance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plictiseala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fufe'/><title type='text'>Lumea bună şi muzica românească...</title><content type='html'>Uităndu-mă ca un om sictirito-plictisit pe net într-o seară idioată de vineri, am dat de nişte valori artistice demne de reprezentat România la ce vreţi voi mai puţin la capitolul muzică... &lt;br /&gt;Sunt 4 fetiţe, 3 blonde una brunetă, asta fiindcă a greşit vopseaua, nu din altă cauză, care îşi arată păsăricile proaspăt epilate şi frezate la o grămadă de labagii pe care ele îi numesc fani. Piesa sună ceva gen "Quero bailar,cantar nu ştiu ce.../ Mor(e), mor(e), mor(e)... după sloganul "Bag-o adânc şi mai mult şi mai mult, etc". În afară de faptul că sunt proaste, mâncale-ar mama, de bubuie, cică ele "cântează" şi bine. Vizionaţi, suspinaţi şi închinaţi-vă, căci asta este România!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bOfI9a-jVZk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/bOfI9a-jVZk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;În altă ordine de idei, nu m-ar mira, ca mâine, Bianca Drăguşanu, Simona Sensual, Eva Kent şi tuta cealaltă, Daniela Crudu, să facă o formaţie d'asta de "succesuri" şi mulţi bani:).Baftă lor, S.O.S. nouă şi life will go on!&lt;br /&gt;Aştept păreri!&lt;br /&gt;Să-l citez pe bunul meu tovarăş Guess Who, pe bune că "nu ne-am născut în locul potrivit!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-173499199759162115?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/173499199759162115/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=173499199759162115' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/173499199759162115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/173499199759162115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/lumea-buna-si-muzica-romaneasca.html' title='Lumea bună şi muzica românească...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7374498568740095083</id><published>2010-02-15T21:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:59:50.242+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica veche'/><title type='text'>Cu cine am crescut?</title><content type='html'>Am mai scris în urmă cu ceva timp un articol asemănător referitor la hiturile româneşti cu care am crescut. Acum abordez ceva mai soft şi anume, muzica internaţională.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.Sinead O'Connor-Nothing compares to you&lt;/span&gt; -pe piesa asta dansa tati cu mine pe umărul lui, până adormeam. E cu valoare sentimentală.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yGx3f272blE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/yGx3f272blE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.Bon Jovi-Always&lt;/span&gt;- piesă care încă îmi dăinuieşte în suflet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9BMwcO6_hyA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/9BMwcO6_hyA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.Gary Moore-Still got the blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xx3yXUunEq8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/Xx3yXUunEq8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4.Scorpions-Wind of change&lt;/span&gt;- altă piesă legendară&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4RjJKxsamQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/n4RjJKxsamQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5.Withney Houston- I will always love you&lt;/span&gt; - era febra "Bodyguard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HGC003Xz3CY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/HGC003Xz3CY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6.Celine Dion- My heart will go on&lt;/span&gt;- îmi rupeam plamânii pe atunci:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/saalGKY7ifU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/saalGKY7ifU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7.Bee Gee's- Stayin' alive&lt;/span&gt; - ce chefuri trăgeau ai mei pe piesa asta:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IHWeuQyFouo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/IHWeuQyFouo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Mariah Carey- Without you&lt;/span&gt;- Ai chen liiiii:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dcmy6CLEmUo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/dcmy6CLEmUo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9.Backstreet Boys-As long as you love me&lt;/span&gt;- eram îndrăgostită de Nick:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_XZxgs6jHE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/y_XZxgs6jHE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10.Aerosmith-I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vo_0UXRY_rY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/Vo_0UXRY_rY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" 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;Ar fi drăguţ să veniţi şi voi cu propuneri!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7374498568740095083?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7374498568740095083/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7374498568740095083' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7374498568740095083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7374498568740095083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/cu-cine-am-crescut.html' title='Cu cine am crescut?'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-1735878903693950742</id><published>2010-02-15T21:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:25:54.944+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAC'/><title type='text'>Prima probă a luat sfârşit!</title><content type='html'>Gata cu prima etapă a stresului! Astăzi am susţinut prima probă a BAC-ului, oralul la limbă şi comunicare pe care l-am trecut cu nivelul experimentat. Din punct de vedere organizatoric, la nivel liceal, a fost ok, s-au respectat orele de intrare a elevilor, profele au fost de treabă, relaxate şi totul s-a desfăşurat fară incidente. Mâine urmează a doua jumătate să susţină proba, după care mai avem o săptămână plictisitoare de şcoală. Pe 26 intrăm în practică şi ne vom bucura cum ştim mai bine de această mini-vacanţă (e un prilej nemaipomenit să mă apuc serios de învăţatul pt. admitere).&lt;br /&gt;Până atunci, baftă celor care mai au de învins ceva emoţii şi să ne auzim cu bine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O piesă care sper să vă meargă la suflet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YbJqswLi3uE&amp;hl=en_US&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/YbJqswLi3uE&amp;hl=en_US&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-1735878903693950742?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1735878903693950742/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=1735878903693950742' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1735878903693950742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1735878903693950742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/prima-proba-luat-sfarsit.html' title='Prima probă a luat sfârşit!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3766229113591970252</id><published>2010-02-10T20:51:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:17:10.932+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dependenţă'/><title type='text'>Dependenţă...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S3MFV5af4pI/AAAAAAAAAQY/LaLSDPOm3Qc/s1600-h/lanturi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S3MFV5af4pI/AAAAAAAAAQY/LaLSDPOm3Qc/s200/lanturi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436695048913674898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aţi simţit cu siguranţă pe pielea voastră măcar o dată în viaţă dependenţa... Fie ea de ţigări, cola, jocuri pe calculator, muzică sau "feşăn" (nu luăm în calcul dependenţa de droguri sau de Puya-că e tot aia:D), dependenţa a determinat o luptă colosală cu realitatea şi cu voi înşivă. La un moment dat aţi învins... sau nu, dar sunteţi încă în viaţă:). Lucrurile se complică atunci când atingi apogeul "dependenţial" (nah, că inventez şi cuvinte) prin dependenţa faţă de o persoană. Bă, ţi se pune pata şi nu te poate scoate nimeni dintr-ale tale... Vă puteţi închipui că eu, aia rebelă şi masculină, anarhistă convinsă şi rasistă, injectată cu "durencurism" ar fi putut vreodată deveni dependentă de vreo altă formă în afară de Bon Jovi, Dinamo, Lee Ryan, Cola, etc? Ei bine, DA! Şi nu mă plâng! Mi-am făcut-o cu mâna mea. E vorba de bine cunoscutul Romeo... Cum a reuşit omul ăsta în 6 luni de zile să mă facă dependentă în stare critică de el, nu ştiu... Şi cel mai dureros e că el nu prea pune preţ pe aşa ceva. Şi ştie că mă doare, dar urăşte să mă vadă plângând sau văitându-mă. E dubios. Şi grav. Să ajungi să-i iubeşti şi măduva oaselor şi lui să i se pară un simplu moft, o simplă infantilitate, e dureros... mai dureros decât însă-mi dependenţa. E parte din mine, e Ying-ul care mă completează şi Nordul care mă atrage! E raza de soare a dimineţii şi răcoarea nopţii care mă face sa-l doresc din nou lângă mine. Sunt dependentă de sărutul lui, de mângâieri, de vorbele dulci şi de gelozie... Dorul teribil acumulat săptămână de săptămână nu mi-l pot stăpâni nici o clipă şi îl doresc tot mai mult şi mai mult şi mai mult... până la epuizare. Îmi revin şi o iau de la capăt... Ma sedez cu iubirea lui, mă îmbăt cu aşteptarea... Nu mai vine! Durere, tulburare, dor, pasiune şi nebunie... esenţele dependenţei de TINE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-3766229113591970252?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3766229113591970252/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3766229113591970252' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3766229113591970252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3766229113591970252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/dependenta.html' title='Dependenţă...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S3MFV5af4pI/AAAAAAAAAQY/LaLSDPOm3Qc/s72-c/lanturi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-1595720815889668386</id><published>2010-02-02T18:55:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:13:01.297+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pierdere de timp'/><title type='text'>Respiro înainte de BAC...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S2hcXpwxBXI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DX_LPzxiGRQ/s1600-h/PIC_5861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S2hcXpwxBXI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DX_LPzxiGRQ/s200/PIC_5861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433694511839642994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum am tot omis să mai scriu pe blog, m-am gândit că odată cu vacanţa asta dinaintea BAC-ului, să mai bat şi eu câmpii ca tot omul, de data asta, cu diacritice pentru că mi-am propus să exersez scrierea corectă în limba română. Mai avem aproximativ 2 săptămâni până la prima probă şi vă pot spune cu mâna pe inimă că nu m-am pregătit absolut deloc. În afară de faptul că vom susţine proba cu profii liceului, sperăm să ieşim şi noi cu calificative rezonabile din chestia asta, să ne rămână timp pentru următoarele probe. Nu vreau să-mi amintesc că am de făcut un ditamai atestatul pe o temă aleasă special pentru ce vreau să fac mai departe şi anume, comunicarea în afaceri. Cine are idei, sinteze cu privire la acest subiect, îi dau o bere şi poate ma inspiră şi pe mine. În altă ordine de idei, am petrecut un weekend liniştit cu Romeo,a profitat şi el de mica pauză din sesiune, am dat o fugă şi până la facultate pentru că deja publicarea informaţiilor şi a subiectelor pentru admiterea de anul ăsta a devenit un adevărat stres pentru mine şi pentru ca drumul să fie cu oameni, m-am dus şi eu să încurc lumea prin SNSPA. Mi-a părut foarte bine însă, pentru ca m-am reîntâlnit cu o veche prietenă din copilărie şi am mai depănat ceva amintiri. Reîntoarsă în sătucul meu (Târgovişte), m-am apucat iar de învăţat. Până la sfârşitul săptămânii, sper să reuşesc să-mi pun la punct câte ceva pentru oralul la română.&lt;br /&gt;V-am pupat, baftă celor cu BAC-ul, ăstora mai mari în sesiune şi celorlalţi cu activităţile lor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-1595720815889668386?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1595720815889668386/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=1595720815889668386' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1595720815889668386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1595720815889668386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/02/respiro-inainte-de-bac.html' title='Respiro înainte de BAC...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S2hcXpwxBXI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DX_LPzxiGRQ/s72-c/PIC_5861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-73095984435087114</id><published>2010-01-17T21:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:00:18.898+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Gaga'/><title type='text'>Gaga invasion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yAd29GlCKf4&amp;hl=en_US&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/yAd29GlCKf4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geniala voce, geniala versiune...:) enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-73095984435087114?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/73095984435087114/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=73095984435087114' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/73095984435087114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/73095984435087114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/01/gaga-invasion.html' title='Gaga invasion!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4067341695478074247</id><published>2010-01-17T20:47:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:48:08.417+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/S1NbS4gWlQI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uIYMvreB04w/s1600-h/PIC_5765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/blue-to-purple-perennial-flowers-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am intrat in noul an, un an care se arata foarte plin inca din primele zile:). Dupa un Craciun linistit in familie si un Revelion demential la Valcea, a inceput scoala si deja noul an s-a aratat plin de surprize. Un proiect de prezentat la Geografie, un 9 la MATE, adica un vis care a devenit realitate [:)], mult stres, invatat si olimpiada la romana care simt ca nu se mai termina!&lt;br /&gt;Ce-mi dorec in noul an?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Sa fiu sanatoasa, in primul rand&lt;br /&gt;2.Sa ma calific maine la faza nationala a olimpiadei de Romana&lt;br /&gt;3.Sa iau calificative rezonabile la oralele care ma asteapta&lt;br /&gt;4.Sa iau BAC-ul cu medie mare, gen peste 9:)&lt;br /&gt;5.Sa intru la facultate la fara taxa&lt;br /&gt;6.Sa sparg ultima luna de vara ramasa cu distratia&lt;br /&gt;7.Sa am putere sa invat si sa fac fata stresului si provocarilor care ma asteapta&lt;br /&gt;8.Sa mentin aceeasi relatie misto cu ai mei&lt;br /&gt;9.Sa fiu iubita ca si pana acum si sa petrec cele mai frumoase clipe langa iubitul si prietenii mei&lt;br /&gt;10.Sa ajung in Bucuresti si sa-mi fac prieteni noi&lt;br /&gt;11.Sa devin mai responsabila, matura si feminina&lt;br /&gt;12 Sa nu uit de unde am plecat&lt;br /&gt;13.Sa am libertatea deplina de exprimare si de a alege&lt;br /&gt;14.Sa invat sa pierd si sa invat sa ma lovesc de probleme si sa le rezolv&lt;br /&gt;15.Sa fiu mai rationala&lt;br /&gt;16.Sa fiu eu insami, sa nu ajung sa ma prefac:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca realizez macar 10 din astea ma pot declara aproape multumita:)&lt;br /&gt;Asta va doresc si voua, sa aveti parte numai de lucruri bune si sa ajungeti acolo unde v-ati propus&gt;:D&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4225301711347718228?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4225301711347718228/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4225301711347718228' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4225301711347718228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4225301711347718228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-2010-fericit.html' title='Un 2010... fericit!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-2413233019122416936</id><published>2009-12-21T22:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:30:01.458+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebunie!Mesaj pentru acei "ei"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidsculpture.com/images/water/water-drop-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 367px;" src="http://www.liquidsculpture.com/images/water/water-drop-a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haos... Bucuresti, multa zapada, botine din lac si picioare inghetate... Cantece de iarna si pareri de rau. Lacrimi, prietenie, zambete! De ce am uitat sa iubim, sa iertam si sa oferim o noua sansa omenirii in preajma sarbatorilor?&lt;br /&gt; Am terminat de impodobit bradul, e asa dragut! In 2 culori.. eu si el... Ying si Yang ai secolului XXI, iubire pura... Mi-e dor de el, il iubesc... sunt doar eu, asteptand ziua cand ne vom revedea... Lasandu-ma la o parte pe mine...&lt;br /&gt;Azi am invatat ceva! Chiar si luni bune de iubire pot fi distruse intr-o secunda de haos, confuzie, orgoliu... Oare cei care fac asta nu se gandesc ca lasa in urma niste suflete pe jumatate incinerate de rautatea si de durerea cu care acei "ei" se lupta pentru a birui destine, principii, caractere? Unde este feminitatea de care vorbeai in biletelul oferit de martisor? Unde este dorul nebun cu care te imbatai in fiecare seara gandindu-te la ea? Unde e senzualitatea de care erai indragostit pana peste cap si unde sunt toate infantilitatile voastre? Ea fara tine nu mai e NIMIC... Tu fara ea... esti doar o masca aparent fericita in haosul umanist cotidian. Regaseste-ti copilul pe care l-ai iubit atat! Urla si spera sa te reintorci si sa-i spui cat de mult o doresti. Ea e totul pentru tine! Nimic nu e mai presus decat nebunia unui artist, decat depasirea conditiei umane prin iubire... Gandeste-te bine! Maine ea nu mai poate fi a ta... &lt;br /&gt;Acest post a fost scris pentru sufletul pereche al unei bune prietene... sper sa inteleaga totul..&lt;br /&gt;Cat despre noi, am ramas aceiasi doi salbatici in asteptarea viitorului:x.&lt;br /&gt;Te iubesc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-2413233019122416936?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/2413233019122416936/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=2413233019122416936' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/2413233019122416936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/2413233019122416936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/12/nebuniemesaj-pentru-acei-ei.html' title='Nebunie!Mesaj pentru acei &quot;ei&quot;...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4968596569035127781</id><published>2009-12-16T21:50:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:57:46.947+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Isterie de decembrie...</title><content type='html'>De ce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa-nteleg nimic din ce-mi spui&lt;br /&gt;Iar orele trec, este noapte acum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma ascund, ma stii prea bine&lt;br /&gt;Nu, nu vreau sa fug&lt;br /&gt;Mi-ar fi mult prea prea greu fara tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce nu mai e la fel cum era ?&lt;br /&gt;Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com&lt;br /&gt;De ce m-am lasat atins de mana ta ?&lt;br /&gt;De ce norii grei nu vor sa plece ?&lt;br /&gt;De ce in sufletul meu e gol si rece ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te-ai schimbat, dar nu recunosti&lt;br /&gt;Nu am aflat cum sa te pastrez sa ma cunosti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dhrramalaysia.org.my/dhrramalaysia/images/stories/psychcousnl/180901tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 368px;" src="http://www.dhrramalaysia.org.my/dhrramalaysia/images/stories/psychcousnl/180901tears.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ploaia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu esti aici, nimic nu ma poate opri&lt;br /&gt;Sa cred in ce simt pentru tine&lt;br /&gt;Am vrut sa stii ca te-am asteptat o viata&lt;br /&gt;Acum resimt privirea ta de gheata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu ai adus cu tine tot ce in suflet mi-a lipsit&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce e mai bun in mine, dar totul are un sfarsit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand ploaia aluneca usor peste noi&lt;br /&gt;Ne regasim tacuti in noapte&lt;br /&gt;Cand ploaia aluneca din cerul plin de nori&lt;br /&gt;Ne amintim de aceleasi soapte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu cred ca poti&lt;br /&gt;Sa treci peste tot si sa uiti&lt;br /&gt;Ce noi am trait impreuna ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4968596569035127781?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4968596569035127781/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4968596569035127781' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4968596569035127781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4968596569035127781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/12/isterie-de-decembrie.html' title='Isterie de decembrie...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-2937851847484442733</id><published>2009-12-14T17:55:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:20:55.622+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iarna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frumusete'/><title type='text'>Arata-ti ca esti frumoasa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/07/20/article-0-0205064200000578-528_634x567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 634px; height: 567px;" src="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/07/20/article-0-0205064200000578-528_634x567.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probabil ai momente cand te uiti in oglinda si nu te consideri tocmai draguta... Esti ciufulita, ai pielea obosita si parca ai vrea sa stai toata ziua in pat la tv sau vorbind ore in sir cu prietenele la telefon, fara a te vedea cineva neingrijita. Poate esti intr-una din zilele cand ti se face dor sa ai un iubit, sau poate iubitul e plecat momentan din oras si pur si simplu nu ai chef de nimic. E destul de frig afara iar tie ti se pare imposibil sa gasesti niste haine potrivite in sifonierul care nu se arata deloc incantat pentru ca iar vei scoate toate hainele, iar vei tranti usile de nervi si iar vei tipa ca nu ai nimic dragut spalat. Hotarasti sa ramai totusi in varful patului. NU! Te ridici, te uiti in oglinda si iti spui: "Azi trebuie sa fiu doar eu, azi trebuie sa fiu frumoasa!". Intri in dus, iti hranesti pielea cu lotiunea ta preferata, iti bagi un pumn de spuma in par, caci acum nu iesi cu prietenii sa stai ore in sir sa-ti intinzi parul cu placa, iti tragi o pereche de jeansi pe tine pe care nu credeai ca-i vei mai imbraca vreodata, o bluza alba, simpla dar confortabila, un pulover calduros, paltonul cel negru, fesul xxl care sigur va fi prietenul urechilor tale, fularul luuuung pe care il incolacesti in sictir pe dupa gat si cizmulitele tale comode care cu siguranta nu vor fi roz:). Iti iei geanta dintr-o suflare, telefonul dat pe silent aruncat intr-un colt, portofelul si cheile si iesi bucuroasa pe usa... Damn it! Ai uitat sa te machiezi. Intri in casa, iti iei rimelul si iti arcuiesti usor genele. Balsamul de buze pentru iarna il ai deja in buzunar si esti gata de plecare. Iesi din bloc si te duci in statia de autobuz din apropiere, asteptand cu un aer de mandrie autobuzul. Te urci in primul autobuz si cobori unde iti pofteste inima. Te hotarasti totusi sa cobori in fata centrului comercial, sa hoinaresti prin magazine de una singura. Constati insa ca nu ai decat 20 de lei in buzunar si nu prea ai ce sa iti cumperi cu banii astia. Iti clatesti ochii prin magazinele preferate, mirosi cateva parfumuri, probezi cateva articole pentru sezonul asta si iesi vesela din centrul comercial oprindu-te sa bei o ciocolata calda intr-o cafenea prietenoasa. Poate ca oamenii se uita ciudat la tine, sau poate ca tu te uiti nostalgic la mesele la care sunt cupluri indragostite, sau la mesele unde chicotesc grupuri de prieteni, dar nu dispera! Asta e ziua ta!Ai timp pentru tine insati si trebuie sa te bucuri de fiecare clipa petrecuta in compania gandurilor tale. Ai avut o saptamana plina si meritai sa te relaxezi. Iesi din cafenea si in drum spre casa asculti postul de radio preferat, sarindu-ti in ochi trandafirii albi zambitori de la floraria din coltul strazii. Iti cumperi unul si-ti spui: "Cat de frumoasa sunt astazi!"&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu lasam zilele de monotonie si singuratate sa ne rapeasca. Sa ne iubim in fiecare zi si sa ne dorim sa fim mereu frumoase nu pentru ceilalti, ci in primul rand, pentru noi insine:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ysanames.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/white-rose1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 382px;" src="http://ysanames.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/white-rose1.jpg" alt="" 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/6064239585883642419-2937851847484442733?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/2937851847484442733/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=2937851847484442733' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/2937851847484442733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/2937851847484442733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/12/arata-ti-ca-esti-frumoasa.html' title='Arata-ti ca esti frumoasa!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6014913160434847995</id><published>2009-12-02T21:34:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:39:42.358+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Gaga'/><title type='text'>Bad romance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SxbCGDA4NxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Vi5v3HHawDE/s1600-h/lg-promo-phineas-and-ferb-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SxbCGDA4NxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Vi5v3HHawDE/s200/lg-promo-phineas-and-ferb-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410725411476223762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa luni de cercetari mi-am dat seama ca Lady Gaga e pur si simplu geniala! Multi o critica dar din punct de vedere muzical nu ai frate ce sa-i reprosezi! Mai am 2 zile pana iau vacanta neoficial si incerc sa mai raman catusi de putin concentrata pe invatat and all fucking stuff, in timp ce pauzele bine meritate mi le iau in compania desenelor mele preferate "Phineas si ferb" si in compania muzicii lu' Gaga. Probabil deja ati vazut videoclipul la cea mai noua piesa a ei dar il postez si eu pentru ca e foarte expresiv:). Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACm9yECwSso&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/ACm9yECwSso&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/6064239585883642419-6014913160434847995?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6014913160434847995/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6014913160434847995' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6014913160434847995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6014913160434847995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-romance.html' title='Bad romance...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SxbCGDA4NxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Vi5v3HHawDE/s72-c/lg-promo-phineas-and-ferb-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4731040969095519829</id><published>2009-11-23T21:12:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:36:24.595+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bal'/><title type='text'>Weekend puturos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SwrjiZ59rXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Mob7kttVAKU/s1600/PIC_5395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SwrjiZ59rXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Mob7kttVAKU/s200/PIC_5395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407384482820762994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Swrjh00IBtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/QDbPVmMNFVY/s1600/PIC_5331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Swrjh00IBtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/QDbPVmMNFVY/s200/PIC_5331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407384472864163538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Swrjhh3BF5I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Gf4IHWSGUls/s1600/PIC_5397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Swrjhh3BF5I/AAAAAAAAAPU/Gf4IHWSGUls/s200/PIC_5397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407384467776018322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obosita si doborata de raceala asta care nu mai imi trece odata, m-am asezat putin in fata calculatorului sa ascult putina muzica si sa mai scriu ceva pe blog. Weekendul trecut am pierdut timpul cum nu am mai facut-o demult... Adica am lenevit pana dupa pranz in pat uitandu-ma la desene animate si mancand cereale cu lapte, ca in vremurile bune:). In ultimul timp am avut cu ce sa-mi ocup timpul, deci aveam nevoie de o relaxare8-&gt;. Miercuri a fost balul UTCB la care m-am distrat foarte bine, am cantat, am dansat, iar Romeo, m-a facut cea mai fericita si mandra iubita din lume, odata cu castigarea titlului de Mister UTCB 2009. Am cu ce!(cum se spune). A fost un show foarte dragut, stricat insa de Puya care iar era tras, iar a facut playback si iar a parut penibil:). Vita de vie au fost geniali, iar Despot e mai dragut in realitate decat credeam. Am stat putin de vorba cu el si nu mi s-a parut deloc inganfat, cum spun unii. Alex Velea... hmmm.. e bun ma! Muzical vorbind, nu va ganditi la altceva:)!. Singura chestie nasoala e ca saracul Alex e mai pitic cu vreo 4-5 cm decat mine si nu prea am dat bine in poza, dar a mers:). Revenind in lumea asta non-VIP, Romeo s-a descurcat foarte bine la toate probele din concurs si ca toti ceilalti concurenti, au facut un spectacol frumos. Singura chestie enervanta a fost prezentatoarea, o anume Ioana de la Pro FM Dance care a fost mai mult decat vulgara, penibila si proasta:). M-am simtit foarte bine, dar m-am ales cu o raguseala zdravana si o tuse urata de la cat fum de tigara am inhalat. In alta ordine de idei, am reintrat in ritmul meu haotic de invatare si ma pregatesc de teza la mate. Aveti grija de voi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4731040969095519829?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4731040969095519829/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4731040969095519829' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4731040969095519829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4731040969095519829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-puturos.html' title='Weekend puturos...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SwrjiZ59rXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Mob7kttVAKU/s72-c/PIC_5395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7878317587388653402</id><published>2009-11-05T21:58:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:13:43.736+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zbor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Hai sa zburam spre soare!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c0170361.cdn.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/222799_71506_1006747c79_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 658px;" src="http://c0170361.cdn.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/222799_71506_1006747c79_p.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am impacat.Stii ce mult te iubesc! Am cumparat aripi de la vanzatorul ambulant din statia de autobuz. I-am dat la schimb umbrela mea veche albastra sa nu-l mai ploua. M-a plouat pe mine insa, caci aripile nu m-au protejat si au inceput sa mi se defineasca carliontii umezi. Am aflat ca aripile sunt magice si functioneaza doar atunci cand suntem doar amandoi, uitati de lume, de realitate. Vrei sa zburam spre soare? Am luat cu mine in bagaj poza noastra, inelul de la tine si jumatatea brelocului:). Sa nu vii fara cealalta jumatate a brelocului, caci nu vom zbura. Rezolva-ti problema cu timpul, sa se opreasca azi, joi, 5 noiembrie 2009 si "sa-i dam drumul din nou si sa o ia din loc doar cand o fi sa ne despartim":). Eu am vorbit cu el, i-am dat in schimb vocea mea... a acceptat:). Acum timpul cand pentru noi! Ce mai astepti? Te astept la gara! Sa te imbraci gros pentru ca pana iesim din atmosfera e frig! Nu vreau sa racesti pentru ca in cer nu sunt farmacii:). Te iubesc! O sa zburaaaam, o sa visam, o sa fugiiiim, o sa scapam de "Domnul Rau" prin arta...  Cum? Pai as putea spune ca prin noi, arta devine un mijloc de reflectare a complexitatii aspectelor existentei si o modalitate de amendare a raului. Te astept cu o cafea fierbinte, exact asa cum iti place tie. Grabeste-te! Se raceste...&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa zburam spre soare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7878317587388653402?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7878317587388653402/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7878317587388653402' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7878317587388653402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7878317587388653402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/11/hai-sa-zburam-spre-soare.html' title='Hai sa zburam spre soare!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-5570097891022388738</id><published>2009-11-05T21:21:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:41:33.897+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regret.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gelozie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Ispita umbrei de pian...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SvMpXTEXDII/AAAAAAAAAPM/-Op8Gyb9zNs/s1600-h/lovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SvMpXTEXDII/AAAAAAAAAPM/-Op8Gyb9zNs/s200/lovers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400705858379648130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu es mon coeur...&lt;br /&gt;simtire.tristete.multime.ingrijorare.vulgaritate.orgie.cer...&lt;br /&gt;pareri de rau.regrete.renuntare?de ce?boala.gelozie.iubire.parere de rau:|.&lt;br /&gt;"iarta-ma"."te iubesc".&lt;br /&gt;pareri de rau.decizii.crize.frumusete.sustinere.pasiune.feminitate.&lt;br /&gt;umbre.mizerie.muzica in surdina.lacrimi.&lt;br /&gt;boala.gelozie.groaza.crize.boala.gelozie.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IUBIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;piatra.carte.oboseala.spleen.ceata.valuri.toamna.noiembrie.ploaie.&lt;br /&gt;pasari.frunze.personajul unui roman.gelozie!!!!nebunie.iertare.frica.ura?&lt;br /&gt;dor.atractie.alb...&lt;br /&gt;falsitate.ipocrizie.oameni perversi.istorie.gelozie...&lt;br /&gt;draci.iad.noroi.minciuna.unghii.petale de trandafiri.eu... tu...&lt;br /&gt;Ma vei putea ierta vreodata? Sunt pur si simplu... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monografia unui element psihic... gelozia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Te iubesc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-5570097891022388738?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/5570097891022388738/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=5570097891022388738' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5570097891022388738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5570097891022388738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/11/ispita-umbrei-de-pian.html' title='Ispita umbrei de pian...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SvMpXTEXDII/AAAAAAAAAPM/-Op8Gyb9zNs/s72-c/lovers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-385431618978223579</id><published>2009-11-04T13:57:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:22:18.019+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valori imorale'/><title type='text'>Valori imorale ale omenirii...</title><content type='html'>Am ales sa scriu despre niste caractere ratate ale societatii in care traim, tocmai pentru a face referire la tot ce se intampla in jurul nostru, incepand cu marele circ "Gripa Porcina" si continuand cu campaniile electorale pentru prezidentiale, banchete, baluri ale bobocilor si rasism:). Despre gripa porcina nu prea am ce sa va spun, pentru ca a fost destul de mediatizata si as pierde timpul sa relatez niste chestii pe care deja le stiti. In legatura cu campaniile electorale, se poate aminti despre tepele date adolescentilor voluntari la parlamentare si despre aranjamentele si politica de "succes" a oamenilor care ne-au condus, ne conduc si vor sa ne conduca tara. Si fiindca, subiectele se leaga intre ele, banchetul nu se va mai tine din cauza gripei, deoarece ISJ Dambovita nu ne da aprobare sa parasim judetul. Balul Bobocilor, alta mancare de peste, stiti voi, chestiile alea numite evenimente la care participa elevii claselor a9a si studentii din anul I de facultate, sa se aleaga si ei acolo cu un titlu de miss si mister, uneori pe pile, alteori pe oua sau de cele mai putine ori, pe bune:). Balul Bobocilor de anul acesta, al Col. Ec. Ion Ghica, s-a amanat pentru ca datorita gripei porcoase .. I mean, porcine, trebuie sa evitam aglomeratia si maimutarelile in plina zi pe o scena rablagita in fata a zeci de oameni plictisiti, scarbiti de discursurile interminabile despre sponsori, dar nerabdatori sa il vada pentru a suta, mia oara pe Puya, marele artist al momentului (si acum ploua cu covrigi, ca sa-l citez pe Mr. Ochi din reclama Coca-Cola). Cum spuneam, balul nu se mai tine, chiar daca speram ca anul acesta sa iasa ceva misto, nu de alta dar e ultimul meu an in liceu si nu voiam sa plec cu un gust amar dupa:). In continuare vom vorbi despre un alt bal al bobocilor, de data asta, un bal mai... matur. Balul Bobocilor al facultatii de Constructii din Bucuresti, care va avea loc pe 18 noiembrie intr-un club de prin Capitala, in fine, nu asta e esential, ci faptul ca as avea rugamintea, daca aveti placerea, sa il votati si pe Romeo, iubitul meu cu 5 stelute la linkul &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://bal.ascb.ro/?p=82 &lt;/span&gt; pentru ca cine stie, un vot de la tine, un vot de la mine, il vad peste 2 saptamani pe iub mister UTCB:). Vreau sa mentionez ca se voteaza in fiecare zi.&lt;br /&gt;De ce am latrat eu atat sa ajung defapt la adevaratele valori imorale ale omenirii cand puteam sa scriu direct fara sa mai aberez atat pe baza altor teme, va puteti intreba:). Am vrut sa ironizez putin subiectele de actualitate de saptamana asta, dar articolul il voi incheia vertiginos cu o sinteza despre un anumit popor al Terrei, cu o descriere a unei sete nemarginite de razboi intelectual cu o anumita natie care ne-a blamat istoria, cultura si civilizatia acum "cativa" ani. Daca sunteti putin logici si putin rasisti, va veti da seama ca nu este vorba de unguri ci de unii mai "tuciurii", mai pagani, de peste mare:). Cum in lucrarea de la istorie de luni, l-am facut inapt al societatii pe Rösler, datorita afirmatiilor lui geniale despre poporul roman, acum o pot numi inapta a omenirii insa, pe aceasta individa, care face parte dintr-o natie inferioara romanilor din punct de vedere cultural, economic, intelectual si moral. Au si ei un premiu la Miss Univers in 2002 si un premiu la Eurovision in 2003 si gata, deja femeile se cred superioare romancelor:). Frumusetea, feminitatea si senzualitatea romancelor nu o poate contesta nimeni, cu atat mai putin o oarecare plecata la studii in strainatate:). Valorile imorale se intalnesc la orice colt de strada, fie intr-un om, fie intr-o reactie, intr-un cuvant sau intr-un gest din realitatea cotidiana. Exista o revolta interioara a fiecarui om care la un moment dat izbucneste, nimicind totul in calea lui, distrugand toate entitatile paradoxale inumane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-385431618978223579?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/385431618978223579/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=385431618978223579' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/385431618978223579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/385431618978223579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/11/valori-imorale-ale-omenirii.html' title='Valori imorale ale omenirii...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7394564355370435816</id><published>2009-10-29T20:47:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:12:41.211+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Dincolo de nori... e o raza de lumina...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2275/3527909013_d6aeed673d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 389px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2275/3527909013_d6aeed673d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost vreodata pus in situatia de a te izola de propria-ti persoana si de propriile trairi doar pentru ca ii deranjeaza pe cei din jur? Sa eviti sa spui lucruri care probabil rezolvau probleme, dar sa nu le spui de teama ca ceilalti te vor judeca, parasi sau pedepsi? I'm sick! Pana unde va ajunge tupeul, curiozitatea si vorbele aruncate in vant in necunostinta de cauza? Iubesti... Si? Cui ii pasa daca esti gelos, posesiv, simti ce altii nu pot intelege si traiesti diferit de ei?! Sinceritate? Fuck it!:) Stai ore in sir cu o piesa pe repeat, cu poze imprastiate prin camera, cu amintiri "scurse" pe geamuri odata cu ploaia si ajungi la concluzia ca ti s-au dus ani buni din viata fara niciun rezultat. Ai plans, ai urlat, ai disperat dar te-ai reintors la aceeasi veche problema, poveste, raspuns... Iti cauti un rost, increderea in tine si te busesti de aceleasi zambete feminine si aceleasi parfumuri ieftine pe care candva le iubeai. Who gives a fuck? In miez de noapte cauti alinare dar ti se inchide telefonul in nas... E asa frumos sa te vezi acelasi om dobitoc in aceeasi camera monotona, uitandu-te dupa umbre argintii pe peretii luciosi de la cati ani au trecut... Dincolo de nori... Acolo e lumea mea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ziua ce vine, poate ma vei asculta...&lt;br /&gt;Am ales si rau si bine,&lt;br /&gt;O parte din mine las in grija ta.&lt;br /&gt;Nopti fara vise, intrebari fara raspuns,&lt;br /&gt;Imi trezesc din amintire sufletul ascuns....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dincolo de nori, e o raza de lumina !&lt;br /&gt;Dincolo de nori, e lumea mea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu cer iertare pentru tot ce am facut...&lt;br /&gt;Cer o raza de iubire s-o iau de la-nceput...&lt;br /&gt;Am putere acum sa schimb ceva in lume.&lt;br /&gt;Am puterea de-a visa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7394564355370435816?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7394564355370435816/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7394564355370435816' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7394564355370435816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7394564355370435816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/10/dincolo-de-nori-e-o-raza-de-lumina.html' title='Dincolo de nori... e o raza de lumina...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2275/3527909013_d6aeed673d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3765160293049360889</id><published>2009-10-27T18:25:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:42:56.931+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chestii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bucuresti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invatat'/><title type='text'>Then fly away from here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SucrtpC-cYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/axs2a9z9DG8/s1600-h/PIC_5284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SucrtpC-cYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/axs2a9z9DG8/s200/PIC_5284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397330741539271042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Poza e facuta in patul de la camin al lui Romeo:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar pana atunci, sa va povestesc ce am mai facut in ultima vreme (asta pentru ca ati sarit pe mine ca n-am mai postat):). Ma fratilor, e a dracu rau clasa a12a... Poate pentru unii dintre voi nu e asa, dar pentru mine este un izvor nesecat de invatat, teme, proiecte, munca si meditatii... Zeci de foi scrise si mii de neuroni obositi de o furtuna de informatii, un vulcan de formule si mii de cuvinte de care atarna viitorul meu (ce filozofic!). Pe bune, nu vreau sa ma plang dar stresul asta si forta asta absoluta de creativitate si inovare ma ajuta foarte mult... Am prins drag de matematica! DA! Eu care aveam cosmaruri cu ecuatii, a inceput sa-mi placa matematica si sa rezolv variante de bac si altele. Imi place sa invat si ma complac in situatie pentru ca asa vreau eu, dar trebuie sa victimizez si eu putin:D. Revenind la oile noastre, chiar daca de luni pana vineri sunt ocupata cu scoala, invatat, BAC, meditatie, admitere, sambata si duminica mi le dedic iubitului meu si jobului. De aproape 1 luna si jumatate m-am mutat in weekend in Bucuresti. La cat iubesc eu Bucurestiul, am momente cand ma dispera aglomeratia, nervii oamenilor, prostia, vulgaritatea si aurolacii care trag prena din pungi pentru legume. Apropo de cea din urma idee, am avut un soc, atunci cand in drum spre Gara de Nord, in 182 au urcat 4 puradei (Doamne, cat de rasista pot sa fiu!) si au inceput sa atraga atentia sufland in niste pungi de legume. Una dintre cei 4 tiganei, era sefa. I-a aliniat pe toti pe scaune si asteptau sa coboare pentru a ciordi cateva pungi si ceva prenandez pentru o seara linistita in ghetoul lor afrodiziac probabil. Mai era o fetita care manca dintr-o pulpa de pui, furata probabil de pe undeva, si dintr-o bucata de paine, iar cel mai mic si cel mai tras dintre ei, nu stiu cum dracu s-a asezat tocmai langa mine si tragea de zor din punga aia transparenta. Partea acida a fost in momentul in care a infipt dintii in punga si a inceput sa mestece prenandezul ca pe o glazura a unei prajituri cu vanilie. Sefa lor a inceput sa tipe si sa-l ameninte ca nu va mai primi prena pentru ce a facut si ca va sta netras ceva timp. explicatia a fost simpla: ii era foame si din cauza halucinatiilor, a muscat din punga sub privirile lacome ale tuciuriei care savura bucata de pui. zdrentarosi, emanand o putoare de Ferentari, cu limbaj argotic putin codificat, au coborat la a2a statie in cautarea aurului (prenandezului) si in cautarea unei noi fericiri. Cand eram mica, in gara de Nord vedeam deseori aurolaci dar ma fascinau. Eram doar un copil, cu bunica de mana prin Capitala si imi fura ochii tot ce nu era normal, sanatos, legal. Acum am ramas cu un gust amar dupa scena din autobuz... Cat de departe vom ajunge in tara asta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SucvTarSmnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/LO45Spy9w8g/s1600-h/aurolacii+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SucvTarSmnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/LO45Spy9w8g/s200/aurolacii+5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397334689051744882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekendul asta a fost cel mai tensionat dintre toate. Am avut si foarte mult de munca, la sfarsitul zilei de sambata instalandu-se si oboseala si caracterul recalcitrant. Ziua s-a incheiat cu "brio", cu o amenda RATB pentru ca la 8 seara nu stiu daca mai gasesti vreo casa de bilete RATB deschisa in Bucuresti. Partea nasoala nu a fost ca m-a prins controloarea fara bilet, ci faptul ca era foarte stresanta si nervoasa. Isi facea datoria intr-un mod putin exagerat. Nu a inghitit textele de genul "sunt din provincie, nu cunosc Bucurestiul", etc si nu o scotea nimeni dintr-a ei. Partea buna a fost ca tipa era cu un ajutor, un baiat amabil care a vorbit cu ea si a facut-o sa treaca peste, ma rog, cu 20 de lei dati spaga. Si uitati ce mandra sunt de mine cand spun ca am dat spaga la controlor sa nu-mi iau amenda 150 de lei. Maine-poimaine ma trezesc cu dosar penal pentru dare de mita, aia mi-ar mai trebui:)). Am ajuns intr-un final la camin la Romeo cu... taxiul si am picat lesinati de oboseala la somn. Duminica a urmat caterinca la Baneasa Shopping City cu Romeo si colegul lui, Radu si plecarea mea spre acelasi oras monoton Targoviste si acelasi loc scarbos si influentabil, cocalaresc si involuat dar cu toatea astea, locul meu natal, locul unde am copilarit si in care mai am cateva luni de stat. Alte chestii dubioase nu mi s-au mai intamplat, la scoala e aceeasi rutina, aceeasi placa zgariata de responsabilitati si aceiasi oameni ofticati pe viata:D. Distractia se concentreaza in 5 minute de recreatie, ascultand piese comerciale la calculatorul nostru virusat de la mansarda:). Azi am pus capat invatatului, dar maine o voi lua de la capat. Samabata am finala Mini-Megastar la Bucuresti si sa vad cand imi fac timp sa mai repet ceva pentru concurs. Sper sa nu dezamagesc pe nimeni si sa fac fata tuturor provocarilor, teoriilor, zambetelor, imbratisarilor, certurilor si responsabilitatilor acestei perioade, relativ critice din viata oricarui adolescent si elev de clasa a12a indragostit, constiincios, original si profund:).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-3765160293049360889?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3765160293049360889/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3765160293049360889' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3765160293049360889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3765160293049360889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/10/then-fly-away-from-here.html' title='Then fly away from here...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SucrtpC-cYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/axs2a9z9DG8/s72-c/PIC_5284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-8290249059190082938</id><published>2009-10-05T11:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:17:13.714+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='octombrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catalina hildan'/><title type='text'>Inca un an de suferinta, dor si regrete...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SsmrhOZPWzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DHiqWzv1qEU/s1600-h/115_catalin-hildan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SsmrhOZPWzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DHiqWzv1qEU/s200/115_catalin-hildan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389027016413502258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 octombrie 2000, o zi neagra pentru tot dinamovistii... S-a stins din viata cel mai iubit, devotat si sufletist jucator al lui Dinamo. Acum dupa 9 ani, a ramas in urma lui acelasi octombrie negru, aceeasi durere din sufletul oricarui dinamovist... Nu te vom uita niciodata!!!&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Catalin Hildan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-8290249059190082938?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8290249059190082938/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=8290249059190082938' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/8290249059190082938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/8290249059190082938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/10/inca-un-de-suferinta-dor-si-regrete.html' title='Inca un an de suferinta, dor si regrete...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SsmrhOZPWzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DHiqWzv1qEU/s72-c/115_catalin-hildan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4332958579557878486</id><published>2009-09-28T13:59:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:39:48.807+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hits'/><title type='text'>Charts!:)</title><content type='html'>Plictisindu-ma terbil din cauza racelii si pierzand oarecum contacul cu lumea, m-am gandit sa va pun in vedere cateva piese, mai vechi, mai noi, pe genuri muzicale sau nu si sa ma ajutati sa fac niste topuri, statistici, sa vad cam ce se cere pe piata muzicala din Romania si internationala... So? Enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House/Trance/Minimal/Electro-International&lt;br /&gt;1.Pink Floyd feat. Eric Prydz-Proper education&lt;br /&gt;2.Tiesto-Adagio for stings&lt;br /&gt;3.Alex Gaudino-Work that body&lt;br /&gt;4.Moby-Raining again&lt;br /&gt;5.Depeche Mode-Enjoy the silence 2000&lt;br /&gt;6.Armin van Buuren-In and of love&lt;br /&gt;7.Lexter-Freedom to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oldies-International&lt;br /&gt;1.Eurythmics-There must be an angel&lt;br /&gt;2.East 17-Thunder&lt;br /&gt;3.Tina Turner-The best&lt;br /&gt;4.Smokie-I'll meet you at midnight&lt;br /&gt;5.Shania Twain-That don't impress me much&lt;br /&gt;6.Sting-Shape of my heart&lt;br /&gt;7.Patricia Kaas-Kennedy Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock romanesc&lt;br /&gt;1.Proconsul-Povestea noastra&lt;br /&gt;2.Holograf-Na-m iubit pe nimeni&lt;br /&gt;3.Vama Veche-Zmeul&lt;br /&gt;4.Voltaj-Acolo&lt;br /&gt;5.Vita de vie-Basul si cu toba mare&lt;br /&gt;6.Cargo-Ploaia&lt;br /&gt;7.Tari ca muntii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop/Pop-Rock International&lt;br /&gt;1.Mandy Moore-Only hope&lt;br /&gt;2.Avril Lavigne-My happy ending&lt;br /&gt;3.Blue-Bubblin'&lt;br /&gt;5.Leona Lewis-Better in time&lt;br /&gt;6.Tiziano Ferro-Stop!Dimentica&lt;br /&gt;7.Celine Dion-Falling into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House romanesc&lt;br /&gt;1.Deep&amp;White-This is love&lt;br /&gt;2.Fly Project &amp; Tom Boxer &amp; Anca Parghel-Brasil&lt;br /&gt;3.Connect-R-Burning love&lt;br /&gt;4.Stella&amp;Dj Andy-Freedom&lt;br /&gt;5.Inna-Amazing&lt;br /&gt;6.Roller Sis-Se thelo&lt;br /&gt;7.Morandi-Colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop romanesc&lt;br /&gt;1.Lucian Viziru-Predestinati&lt;br /&gt;2.Laura Stoica-In singuratate&lt;br /&gt;3.Stefan Banica Jr-Inca o zi&lt;br /&gt;4.Madalina Manole-Tu n-ai avut curaj&lt;br /&gt;5.Alex-Doar ea&lt;br /&gt;6.Smiley-Designed to love you&lt;br /&gt;7.Cream-I don't miss missing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock/Punk-International&lt;br /&gt;1.AC DC-Thunderstruck&lt;br /&gt;2.Bon Jovi-It's my life&lt;br /&gt;3.Metallica-Unforgiven II&lt;br /&gt;4.Simple Plan-Perfect World&lt;br /&gt;5.Green Day-American Idiot&lt;br /&gt;6.Nickelback-Photograph&lt;br /&gt;7.Scorpions-Still loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piesele au fost alese prin metoda "shuffle" in Winamp:)&lt;br /&gt;Faceti topurile voastre si postatile in comentarii in ordinea preferintelor:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4332958579557878486?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4332958579557878486/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4332958579557878486' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4332958579557878486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4332958579557878486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/09/charts.html' title='Charts!:)'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4254961692090228769</id><published>2009-09-26T17:25:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:05:37.582+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='335'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baieti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agatat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bucuresti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tehnologie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dupa-amiaza'/><title type='text'>Dupa-amiaza linistita in capitala si cum agata baietii bucuresteni..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ratb.metrouusor.com/uploads/image/rute%20ratb/4832-335-23.03.2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://ratb.metrouusor.com/uploads/image/rute%20ratb/4832-335-23.03.2009.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sunt din nou la Bucuresti, asa cum s-au obisnuit cei care interactioneaza cu mine mai mult de 2 ori pe saptamana. Again in Bucuresti, dar de data asta putin racita, cu o durere in gat de imi vine sa ma urc pe pereti si o stare de moleseala din aia "a intaia".Astazi am reusit sa supravietuiesc pana pe la 4 cand am ajuns acasa cu eugenii [yummy, de cat timp nu am mai mancat eugenii!] si Nurofen pt raceala si gripa, plus o doza buna de Coca-Cola fiindca imi scazuse glicemia. Lasand la o parte detaliile mele medicale, cand am plecat de la job, m-am urcat in bine-cunoscutul 335 si mi-am deschis revista[ mi-am cumparat, dupa foarte mult timp, o Cool Girl sa vad care mai e treaba cu trendurile,barfele and co.], cititnd atent fiecare articol care mi se parea interesant.Langa mine s-a asezat un tip, care s-a oferit sa-mi composteze biletul, iar in fata mea, 2 tipe dragute venite din Baneasa de la cumparaturi.Tipul a aruncat niste ochiade fiecareia dar se parea ca noi eram total absente in atmosfera aia. Eu ascultam Radio ZU cu castile la maxim si citeam revista, iar tipele respective erau preocupate cu discutiile interminabile despre integrame si cuvinte incrucisate.Era interesant cercul asta "vicios". Tipul era stilul clubberului heartbreaker, una din fete era o girlie blonda, foarta draguta, prietena ei era un soi de punkista-hippie, iar eu imbracata bussiness cu un tricou ciclam si o esarfa mov aruncata in sictir la gat. Vazand-o pe blondina ca scoate o carte despre filozofie germana, tipul incearca sa se bage aiurea in seama, dand dovada de o cultura putin fortata. Se pare ca eroina noastra nu parea foarte interesata de spusele lui Don Juan si ca sa o impresioneze cumva, a inceput sa vorbeasca despre cat de importante sunt cartile pentru el si pana la urma, sa ii lanseze o invitatie la cafea, atentie, intr-o sala de lectura in Diverta. Eu auzeam cu o ureche toate textele lui nea Filimon [primul nume care mi-a venit in minte] si schimbam priviri indraznete cu prietena Domnisoarei X, asa cum a numit-o gagiul ala. Prin priviri indraznete se intelege o foarte buna comunicare vizuala, subconstienta, prin intermediul careia radeam in sinea noastra de cei doi porumbei. Obosit saracul baiat de atatea refuzuri, mi-a venit si mie randul. Am observat ca cel mai mult l-a enervat faptul ca girlie fashionista noastra era f misterioasa si arunca cu texte gen "numele meu este prea important sa ti-l spun tie", sau "o femeie emana mai mult mister cand e imbracata decat dezbracata", asta a spus-o dupa ce mi-a vazut decolteul, asadar m-am prezentat simpatic lasand-o putin uimita si exclamand putin arogant "se pare ca altii sunt mai comunicativi decat mine". Am facut cunostinta civilizat si s-a pornit o adevarata discutie cu subiectul "barbati curajosi vs. barbati timizi", eu neimplicandu-ma aproape deloc in asta pentru ca cei care intretineau discutia erau "single". La un moment dat, in punctul culminant al atmosferei, eu am spart gasca, pentru ca a trebuit sa cobor. A fost o experienta foarte draguta, pentru ca pana acum in Bucuresti am intalnit numai cocalari cu texte gen "pisi, esti singurica?nu ai nevoie de un barbat adevarat care sa te faca fericita?" si daca ii vedeai cat de schilozi si urati erau, iti venea sa te arunci in fata tramvaiului:). In alta ordine de idei, am ajuns acasa, am mancat si m-am bagat la laptop sa verific si eu un mail, doua, trei, mai un forum, mai un haifaiv,astfel petrecandu-mi o dupa-amiaza linistita in capitala...&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4254961692090228769?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4254961692090228769/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4254961692090228769' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4254961692090228769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4254961692090228769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/09/dupa-amiaza-linistita-in-capitala-si.html' title='Dupa-amiaza linistita in capitala si cum agata baietii bucuresteni..'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4581209050702217547</id><published>2009-09-25T13:03:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:40:26.059+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prieteni'/><title type='text'>Trooper, din nou in Targoviste!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sryb_A2b7KI/AAAAAAAAAOo/T8Okni0C6uc/s1600-h/concert_trooper_tgv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sryb_A2b7KI/AAAAAAAAAOo/T8Okni0C6uc/s200/concert_trooper_tgv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385350761290656930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa o perioada de 6 luni, Trooper au revenit sa ne incante ca de fiecare data in locul lor natal. Lipsa asta s-a datorat si faptului ca baietii au avut mult de munca la noul album pe care il lanseaza pe 16 Octombrie in Bucuresti, au avut si ceva concerte importante in tara, dar si dintr-un motiv suparator atat pentru noi, fanii, cat si pentru trupa, acela ca Primaria Targoviste a interzis baietilor sa mai concerteze in orasul nostru. Ca drept urmare, concertul de aseara s-a numit "Cultura vs. cenzura", un mesaj bine realizat pentru marii politicieni ai Targovistei. Despre spectacol, nu prea am ce sa va spun pentru ca toti stiu ce atmosfera fac Trooperii de cate ori au un concert. Ne-au incantat cu piese precum "Doar a mea", "Cantecul lebedei", "Old school baby", "Tari ca muntii", "Highway to hell", "O viata este prea mult", "Fear of the dark" si o piesa nou-nouta care se va afla pe noul album, dar nu va dezvaluiesc titlul, este ff frumoasa, cu feeling, exact cum le sta in caracter prietenilor nostri si bine cunoscuta "Amintiri", la care, spre surprinderea mea, toti din sala stiau toate versurile. Coiotu', desi putin racit a facut un adevarat spectacol cu vocalizele lui tipice si vocea extraordinara, Balauru' si-a luat chitara noua si, cum se spune pe romaneste, a rupt aseara totul, Oscar, sarmant ca de fiecare data, John, un adevarat guru al energiei pozitive si Laur pe pozitii, cum ne-am obisnuit. Atmosfera incendiara, plete in vant si o adevarata putere artistica s-au resimtit pana in maduva coloanei vertebrale. In afara de distractia bine meritata, am revazut si prieteni vechi, aceiasi oameni de la aceleasi minunate concerte Trooper. Multumim ca existati!&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Ne vedem la lansare:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4581209050702217547?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4581209050702217547/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4581209050702217547' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4581209050702217547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4581209050702217547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/09/trooper-din-nou-in-targoviste.html' title='Trooper, din nou in Targoviste!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sryb_A2b7KI/AAAAAAAAAOo/T8Okni0C6uc/s72-c/concert_trooper_tgv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4687500842274022236</id><published>2009-09-23T21:46:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:08:03.356+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evadare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noapte'/><title type='text'>Leagan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.karynlgissphotography.com/babies/babies1/images/port_children/large/baby_photography_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 402px; height: 440px;" src="http://www.karynlgissphotography.com/babies/babies1/images/port_children/large/baby_photography_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astazi am avut o zi ciudata... Am facut lucruri pe care nu credeam ca le voi mai face:). M-a lovit febra copilariei. Pe o piesa pe care am crescut, mi-am facut tema constiincios la limba romana, exact ca in clasele 1-4, cu stiloul. Nu am mai scris cu stiloul din clasa a5a si astazi mi-a venit un pitic pe creier si mi-am cumparat un stilou. E mov, cu oitze si e foarte haios. Eram trista. Mi-e dor de copilarie, mi-e dor de mine... Am iesit pe seara sa iau aer, sa alerg putin si sa ma opresc la locul de joaca pentru copii. Plangeam... M-am urcat in leagan si am inceput sa visez... As fi ajuns pana la stele, vantul imi mangaia usor buclele, luminile adormite ma priveau. Eram o fantasma in parcul pustiu, unde praful imi usca lacrimile si noaptea mi-era confindent. Fredonam niste versuri pe jumatate de gura, simteam un gust amar pe buze, un dor de evadare... M-a sedus... Noaptea! Oh, ce dulce himera era! M-a vrajit... As fi zburat pana la stele. Acolo ar fi fost el? In postumitate ne-am fi iubit?! Ma dureau picioarele si imi inghetase nasul dar nu doream sa cobor din leagan. Era ca o calatorie increata spre neant... Eram doar eu, singura, suferinda...&lt;br /&gt;Piesa despre care v-am vorbit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Alycia/d568dc4545533a.swf"&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://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Alycia/d568dc4545533a.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretenders - I&amp;#039;ll stand by you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si o alta piesa care ma face sa visez si pe care i-o dedic lui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/rasun/88624a7ae259ea.swf"&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://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/rasun/88624a7ae259ea.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celine Dion-Seduces me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4687500842274022236?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4687500842274022236/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4687500842274022236' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4687500842274022236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4687500842274022236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/09/leagan.html' title='Leagan...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6140502270168344705</id><published>2009-09-16T16:04:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:09:51.400+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='permis auto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admis'/><title type='text'>Stop accidentelor!Viata are prioritate!</title><content type='html'>Ca doar na, acum sunt soferita:). Totul a inceput in jurul orei 8, am ajuns la stadion, am asteptat politistii, am completat ce era de completat si ne asteptam timizi randul. Erau insirate in jur de 30 de masini si ma tot gandeam ca voi fi ultima... Nu a fost chiar asa, dar am avut ceva de asteptat. Traseul a fost simplu, politistul de treaba, pietonii aiuriti ca de obicei si traficul greoi. Am avut ceva emotii, ca doar sunt firesti, dar totul s-a incheiat cu bine. Am luat examenul pentru obtinerea permisului de conducere si sunt foarte fericita:).Se pare ca munca mea si timpul pierdut timp de 2 luni si jumatate, au avut un rezultat pe masura...&lt;br /&gt;Ne vedem in trafic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-6140502270168344705?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6140502270168344705/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6140502270168344705' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6140502270168344705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6140502270168344705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/09/stop-accidentelorviata-are-prioritate.html' title='Stop accidentelor!Viata are prioritate!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-5182603853888032666</id><published>2009-09-15T22:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:46:53.890+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mansarda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 A'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catarat'/><title type='text'>Sex in mansarda...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sq_vKNEIi2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/lNmOgbsiv4g/s1600-h/picture+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sq_vKNEIi2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/lNmOgbsiv4g/s200/picture+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381783038315760482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu e un titlu de film, este chiar povestea clasei noastre... Unii dintre noi s-au resemnat cu noul domiciliu, dar altii au ripostat sa ne mute din clasa. A venit dna directoare azi, tot tacamul, ne-a explicat ca nu prea avem alternative, dar cei cu pricina o tineau pe a lor, ca nu vor in mansarda. De ce? Va spun eu... Avantajele sunt ca este o clasa mai mare, luminoasa, se vede panorama centrului orasului si locurile pentru copiat sunt foarte bune in anumite banci, iar dezavantajele sunt ca suntem fix in capul profilor, adica deasupra cancelariei si ca baietii au cam multe scari de coborat sa se duca la baie sa fumeze... Adica sa isi faca nevoile:D. Analizand situatia, am ajuns la concluzia ca ne e bine acolo si am promis ca vom face tot posibilul sa intretinem o atmosfera frumoasa chiar si in pod. Chestia interesanta care m-a determinat sa scriu articolul, este statusul colegului nostru Dragos care suna cam asa: "Clasa de la mansarda este atat de mare si de frumoasa incat pot face sex in grup 15 perechi, plus parintii acestora, dar pacat ca e deasupra cancelariei". Foarte bine gandit acest mesaj numai ca noi, minti sirete de cand ne stim, vom reusi cu siguranta sa ne furisam afara din clasa si sa chiulim, ca doar de aia suntem a12a. In alta ordine de idei, azi am fost cu fetele prin parc si eu, aici de fata am parcurs traseele alea de prin copaci, din parc(cine stie, cunoaste). Interesanta aventura, mai ales cand am mers pe sarma si fetele ma incurajau mai ceva ca la circ. De cand a inceput scoala ma cam distrez, dar maine se ingroasa gluma. Tomorrow morning, trebuie sa ma prezint in fata stadionului pentru examenul pentru obtinerea permisului de conducere, mai precis, pentru "traseu". Stiu ca o sa-mi tineti pumnii si o sa va ganditi la mine, sper sa iau:). Revenind tot la colegii mei iubiti si scumpi, aproape toti au permise de conducere (bine, mai exista si codasi care nu au implinit inca 18 ani, sau altii, cazul meu, care au facut scoala de soferi 2 luni si jumatate pentru ca dl instructor era foarte ocupat si na, ca elev, trebuia sa te conformezi. !2 A ne spargem in figuri, in masini si in cai putere, dupa caz, dupa buzunar, dupa valoare [sunt putin rautacioasa, stiu].&lt;br /&gt;Va salut cu respect si sper sa ne vedem in trafic!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-5182603853888032666?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/5182603853888032666/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=5182603853888032666' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5182603853888032666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5182603853888032666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/09/sex-in-mansarda.html' title='Sex in mansarda...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sq_vKNEIi2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/lNmOgbsiv4g/s72-c/picture+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6108642671583447191</id><published>2009-09-14T21:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:25:28.087+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rupere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 A'/><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sq6KLhBv_vI/AAAAAAAAAOY/e2p6DHXgusY/s1600-h/PIC_5029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sq6KLhBv_vI/AAAAAAAAAOY/e2p6DHXgusY/s200/PIC_5029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381390535203225330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adio vacanta, adio leneveala, adio timp pierdut:). Sloganul noului an? "Acesta e sistemul, noi doar ne conformam!":). Asatazi a fost "mult" asteptata deschidere a liceului, penetrata discret de madame Ecaterina Andronescu, o valoare de seama a tarii si o minte luminata cu lanterna in ceea ce priveste noua lege a invatamantului. Distinsa doamna ne-a tinut un discurs latrat de cateva minute dupa care s-a carat sa manacea si sa bea pe moca in cancelarie ca doar suntem in Romania:). Noi intre timp ne-am indreptat frumusel spre casa. Azi am avut o revelatie in momentul in care am vazut ca de la sobolani (a.k.a. subsol), am ajuns sa invatam la vrabiute (a.k.a. insorita mansarda), fosta clasa a lui Bon Jovel, colegul meu de la a12a D, de anul trecut:)). Lasandu-l pe Bon Jovel si pe ex-elevii liceului, anul asta noi facem legea! Noi suntem veteranii, noi o sa ii facem praf:). In rest, toate bune si frumoase, sunt mandra de noul meu job, de noul iubit si de noul meu stil de business woman si sunt pusa pe fapte mari anul asta! 12 A pe pozitii, we rock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-6108642671583447191?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6108642671583447191/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6108642671583447191' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6108642671583447191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6108642671583447191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sq6KLhBv_vI/AAAAAAAAAOY/e2p6DHXgusY/s72-c/PIC_5029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4456605614612971332</id><published>2009-09-11T11:23:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:39:07.598+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toamna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacanta'/><title type='text'>Betisor parfumat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://multimedia.realitatea.net/media/image/200808/w190/image_121991489990092900_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://multimedia.realitatea.net/media/image/200808/w190/image_121991489990092900_1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe muzica inegalabilului Sting, m-am apucat de curatenia de toamna, sa fac ordine in caiete, Cd-uri si amintiri... Printre hartii, ambalaje de la chipsuri, ca doar sunt adepta mancarii nesanatoase,haine de vara bagate la saci, glossuri si lacuri de unghii care nu mai sunt in trend toamna, tubul de Pronto imi zambeste:). Luni incepe scoala fratilor!!! Socul mare nu a fost ca incepem scoala, ci ca va veni in vizita madame Ecaterina Furlaifus Andronescu. Daca as putea sa ii zic vreo 2 despre ideile ei si despre noua organizare a sistemului, of ce i-as face! Revenind la praful din camera mea, sunt perturbata de masina de inghetata care toata vara m-a stresat cu muzicutele alea pentru bebei de 2 ani:|. Retrospectiva vara 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Nu mi-a placut ca am pierdut cam mult timp cu scoala de soferi, thanks God am terminat-o si pe aia intr-un final, nu mi-a placut masinuta de inghetata, cainii care concertau in fiecare noapte in fata blocului meu, arsurile solare si nu mi-au placut aproape 3 sferturi din vacanta de vara:)). Ce mi-a placut? Mi-au placut iesirile cu prietenii, majoratul, tenesii mei albi, lumanarile parfumate, sa conduc, mi-a placut la mare [:x], mi-a placut sa lenevesc si sa fac tot ce vreau in vacanta asta, mi-a placut sa cant, sa dansez, sa imi omor picioarele prin Bucuresti (in interes de serviciu, of course), mi-a placut ca m-am indragostit si baza ecuatiei, mi-au placut ultimele 5 zile din saptamana asta:)., cine stie, cunoaste:D. Pauza de tigara:)...&lt;br /&gt;Revenind in camera mea minuscula, am terminat si curatenia si am aprins un betisor parfumat... Ultima aroma de vara, parere de rau:). Imi place viata, imi place vara, ador amintirile... Sunt fericita!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4456605614612971332?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4456605614612971332/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4456605614612971332' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4456605614612971332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4456605614612971332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/09/betisor-parfumat.html' title='Betisor parfumat...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-1059608760603135521</id><published>2009-09-03T13:57:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:00:10.020+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignoranta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitch'/><title type='text'>Interviu Inna!!! Exclusiv!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JDUhIfFsZDE&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/JDUhIfFsZDE&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;Radeti ca aveti de cine!Marea artista, idolul copilasilor din zilele noastre... Ne face Romania de ras!!!In afara de faptul ca arata bine si face playback, e praaaaaf!:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-1059608760603135521?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1059608760603135521/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=1059608760603135521' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1059608760603135521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1059608760603135521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/09/interviu-inna-exclusiv.html' title='Interviu Inna!!! 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Si cerului ii e dor de tine! Timpul parca sta in loc si ma face sa intru intr-o stare de nevroza continua. Am in fata ochilor numai indicatoare rutiere, chestionare si reguli! M-am saturat! Te vreau langa mine, vreau sa ma trezesc la rasarit langa tine, asa cum am facut-o acum cateva zile... Parca a trecut o vesnicie de atunci. Am momente cand mi-e dor de masina aia in care am stat inghesuiti, de initialele noastre scrise intr-un mod hieroglific pe geamurile aburite, de emotiile alea... Mi-e dor de momentul revederii poate pe aceeasi plaja plina de amintiri, poate tot intr-o zi calduroasa de august, poate tot cu "noi"... Ratacita in monotonia egoista a zilei, am incercat sa reactionez! Starea de concentrare mi-a fost perturbata in momentul in care am citit acel mesaj dragut de la statusul tau... Mi-a taiat respiratia si priveam in gol poza noastra... Visam? Nu! Aveam doar un moment de intimidare psihica. Mi-ai intrat in suflet si nu stiu daca vei putea iesi prea curand. Sunt atat de aproape!!! Voi reusi si eu? Ma vei ajuta sa ma indragostesc? Am nevoie de tine, pentru ca respir prin tine, iti doresc orice miscare si ma transpun in fiecare traire pe care ai pute sa o ai... We wanna make a memory... Pentru ca pur si simplu ma faci fericita!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7733939219936522592?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7733939219936522592/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7733939219936522592' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7733939219936522592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7733939219936522592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/fara-rasuflare.html' title='Fara rasuflare...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SpwUibl3a0I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/CWUZ4Mz1WtU/s72-c/PIC_4884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-291364570519200535</id><published>2009-08-30T22:21:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:42:28.526+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='el'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire..'/><title type='text'>The sacred geometry of chance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SprV4C7S29I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Mt1BUJIaaBU/s1600-h/PIC_4891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SprV4C7S29I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Mt1BUJIaaBU/s200/PIC_4891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375844264055069650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor de el... Ne despart doar cateva zile pana ne vom reintalni, pana ne vom afunda iar in lumea noastra... A aparut intr-un moment critic pentru mine... Un moment de regret fata de vara care a trecut, fata de timpul pierdut, fata de anul greu care ma asteapta. A aparut sa-mi redea increderea in mine si sa ma ajute sa lupt, sa joc pana la capat, pentru a castiga razboiul cu mine insami. Sa ma faca sa tremur din nou, sa ma adoarma mangaindu-ma pe par, sa hoinarim prin Bucuresti, sa ne trezim impreuna mangaiati de razele de soare, sa ma alinte, sa ma invete sa iubesc din nou. Sa-mi indeplineasca vise, sa ma faca sa cred in realitate, sa ma faca sa ma simt femeie, sa ma salveze... L-am asteptat toata viata. Cine se gandea? "Vise uitate demult, bucati de viata, acolo e sufletul meu, in rest ceata"- era descrierea unei fotografii cu mine pe malul marii... La malul marii m-am pierdut, la malul marii m-am regasit, la malul marii m-am indragostit, acolo vom muri... Free love, pentru ca pur si simplu suntem speciali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stai langa mine si priveste-ma&lt;br /&gt;Dormi langa mine si viseaza-ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-are rost sa-ti amintesti ce-a fost&lt;br /&gt;Fiindca tot ce-a fost a trecut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta cu mine si asculta-ma&lt;br /&gt;Plangi pentru mine si salveaza-ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu e greu sa crezi ca tu esti eu&lt;br /&gt;Si dorinta mea e a ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stinge lumina si aprinde-ma,&lt;br /&gt;Rupe din tine, intregeste-ma,&lt;br /&gt;Iarta-mi visarea sï trezeste-ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa te iubesc, vreau sa fiu eu, vreau sa fim noi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentul asta de gandire prelungita fortat, mi-a fost perturbat de un necunoscut maniac la prima vedere, dar foarte destept, care mi-a zis sa il mentionez in postul meu. Paul?Multumit?:)... Revenind la mine, sunt cea mai fericita persoana din lume si vreau sa va injectez pe toti cu fericire... Stare de beatitudine, amor, regasire... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;El...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-291364570519200535?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/291364570519200535/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=291364570519200535' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/291364570519200535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/291364570519200535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/sacred-geometry-of-chance.html' title='The sacred geometry of chance...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SprV4C7S29I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Mt1BUJIaaBU/s72-c/PIC_4891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7938892389609784427</id><published>2009-08-29T15:50:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T16:34:57.264+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plaja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rasarir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nisip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire..'/><title type='text'>Fire de nisip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SpktEB3KDRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/EYAJepx5804/s1600-h/PIC_4889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SpktEB3KDRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/EYAJepx5804/s200/PIC_4889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375377177485905170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totul a inceput intr-o zi obisnuita de miercuri, pe plaja, la 30 de grade Celsius. Vantul adia delicat, iar firele de nisip dansau pe pielea mea bronzata. Deodata, a aparut el... Inalt, brunet, cu ochi patrunzatori. M-am pierdut cu firea cateva momente si i-am urmarit fiecare miscare de sub lentila neagra a ochelarilor de soare. Si-a asezat tacticos prosopul in fata mea si s-a intins pe nisip... Soarele ii incalzea pielea si il privea cu drag. Eram geloasa! As fi vrut sa fiu soarele lui. Ardeam de nerabdare sa schiteze un gest cat de mic, sa am motiv sa ii spun ceva, orice... Era o situatie limita, iar eu eram incoerenta. Am asteptat, s-a apropiat de mine si am inceput sa vorbim... Am facut cunostinta abia dupa cateva minute... Romeo. Primul baiat pe care l-am cunoscut cu numele asta. As fi vrut sa fiu Julieta dar era prea tragic si prea clasic... Aveam nevoie de originalitate si de creativitate sa realizam ceva. Am plecat dupa-amiaza doar noi, cu masina, spre necunoscut... Un necunoscut care se afla la vreo 7 km. Era prima data cand plecam cu el departe de privirile insistente ale oamenilor obisnuiti, departe de realitate... Am ajuns pe plaja, am inceput sa vorbim si sa ne privim indelung... Nu mi-a trebuit foarte mult sa uit de mine, sa imi bata inima cu putere si sa vreau sa fiu a lui... Era doar o simpla dorinta, ca un fir de nisip ratacit in mare... Ca un val misterios care se sparge de stanci in miliarde de stropi... Eram oricand gata sa renunt la tot pentru un sarut...  &lt;br /&gt;Dupa cateva clipe de meditatie, m-a sarutat... N-am realizat pe moment ce s-a intamplat. A fost cel mai frumos sarut din viata mea, atat de tandru, atat de dulce... Eram incurcata! Ce urma sa se intample dupa? Visam la momentul asta de o viata intreaga... Imi treceau prin minte tot felul de idei paradoxale si inexplicabile. Ce am facut sa merit asta? Ne-am continuat povestea seara, pe plaja... Am stat imbratisati, am ascultat muzica... Nu mai aveam nevoie de nimic. Mi-era frig dar salbaticia marii si privirea lui ma incalzeau. Evadasem pentru prima data din realitate. Eram fericita si nu-mi pasa de nimeni si nimic... A urmat o noapte unica, cu momente rupte din filmele romantice, cu trairi intense si ganduri profunde... Martori ne erau doar stelele, marea si firele de nisip. Ne sustineau ritualul adamic, regasirea interioara, aventura sufletului. Senzualitate, Delicatete, inocenta. Eram noi insine, tulburati uneori de farurile masinilor care circulau... Am adormit intr-un final tarziu. Mintea mea o luase razna, nu mai gandeam lucid. Am fost treziti de lumina care isi croia drumul catre noi. Ne-am dus pe plaja sa vedem rasaritul. Primul rasarit din viata mea, alaturi de el, cel pe care l-am asteptat atata timp. Ce imi puteam dori mai mult? &lt;br /&gt;Ziua a continuat cu plimbari de mana pe malul marii, saruturi in nisip si bucurii de moment... Eram numai noi 2... ah si marea! Piesa celor de la Vama Veche-Dragostea, se potrivea perfect. Ma imbatam cu mireasma pielii lui si ma readucea la viata gustul buzelor lui carnoase. Era feeric! Voiam sa opresc timpul in loc, sa ne iubim... "forever and a day" si sa uitam de noi... Atingeri indraznete, saruturi tandre, promisiuni, lacrimi, vise, trairi, pareri de rau si momente, candva interzise... Ma facea sa ma simt protejata si fericita. I wanna be loved... In momentul in care am realizat ca tot ce se intamplase pana atunci, era real, totul s-a terminat... Aveau sa ne desparta cateva zile bune pana ne revedeam si cateva sute de kilometri... Ne-am resemnat prin ultimul rasarit impreuna, de pe plaja aia plina de amintiri... Vom continua sa fim fericiti pentru ca nimic nu a fost intamplator... Noi, pe plaja, uitand de lume, de trecut si de viitor. Eram tulburati si imbatati, intr-o stare continua de reverie... Am devenit mai puternica, mai feminina, am devenit mai rebela si mai euforica. M-am regasit prin el si continui sa traiesc prin el... Multumesc pentru ca ma faci fericita!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7938892389609784427?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7938892389609784427/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7938892389609784427' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7938892389609784427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7938892389609784427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/fire-de-nisip.html' title='Fire de nisip...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SpktEB3KDRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/EYAJepx5804/s72-c/PIC_4889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-5222436737694363318</id><published>2009-08-29T14:06:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:49:27.460+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacanta'/><title type='text'>Till we ain't strangers anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Spkjy5iqCII/AAAAAAAAANw/K3SmHL1hfUM/s1600-h/PIC_4731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Spkjy5iqCII/AAAAAAAAANw/K3SmHL1hfUM/s200/PIC_4731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375366987590011010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am venit de la mare... V-am spus ca august pentru mine este ca o parere de rau... Mai sunt doar 2 zile de vara, 2 zile in care ma voi ineca in ultimele amintiri petrecute vara asta. O saptamana cu parintii la mare, care s-a transformat in cea mai frumoasa poveste din viata mea, din urma careia m-am ales cu o multime de amintiri care ma tin in viata... Am fost in Saturn, statiune pentru oameni cu copii mici sau pentru cei de varsta a3a, dar m-am adaptat:). Primele zile au fost monotone, cu plaja de dimineata pana seara si plimbari pe faleza, de manuta cu mami si tati:D. Totul s-a schimbat in momentul in care el, un tip obisnuit la prima vedere, s-a apropiat de mine si mi-a spus cu o voce timida: "Nu te supara, am si eu o intrebare, fiindca am vazut ca ai cartea de legislatie rutiera, care sunt limitele de viteza?". M-am uitat lung si i-am raspuns relaxat, fara sa par vreun pic interesata de el... De aici insa, am inceput discutia si am aflat cateva chestii despre fiecare, am ras, am glumit, parintii nostri intre timp s-au cunoscut si ei si urmatoarele zile au fost de vis:). Am avut cu cine sa ma distrez si vacanta asta la mare s-a dovedit a fi cea mai reprezentanta pentru mine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-5222436737694363318?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/5222436737694363318/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=5222436737694363318' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5222436737694363318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5222436737694363318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/till-we-aint-strangers-anymore.html' title='Till we ain&apos;t strangers anymore...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Spkjy5iqCII/AAAAAAAAANw/K3SmHL1hfUM/s72-c/PIC_4731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-478328681878337455</id><published>2009-08-29T14:05:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:06:40.624+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinamo'/><title type='text'>Dinamo in grupe!!!</title><content type='html'>Am fost plecata o saptamana de acasa si nu am mai postat!Nu va mai luati de mine pentru Dinamo:). E bine acum!Mi-au facut o surpriza f placuta baietii si sper sa nu ne facem de ras in grupe. Au fost scuturati bine:). Ma bucur mult..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-478328681878337455?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/478328681878337455/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=478328681878337455' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/478328681878337455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/478328681878337455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/dinamo-in-grupe.html' title='Dinamo in grupe!!!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-5441127774563089427</id><published>2009-08-21T13:02:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:15:47.199+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinamo'/><title type='text'>Dinamo + Europa=paralele</title><content type='html'>Dupa marele meci al lui Dinamo cu Slovan Liberec, de aseara, mi-am dat seama ca toate sperantele mele pentru o echipa mai buna s-au spulberat. In afara de faptul ca am jucat mizerabil, acum suntem si prima pagina a ziarelor din Romania si din afara. Felicitari suporterilor care au intrerup meciul! Meritam suspendarea asta, care sper sa ne scuture. UEFA nu are nevoie de rebuturi de echipe. &lt;br /&gt;Pe GSP.ro, Turcu a declarat ca "Dacă ne suspendă un an sau doi, există pericolul ca echipa să se desfiinţeze". Suspendarea se vehiculeaza ca va ajunge de la 3 la 5 ani, deci Turcule esti un prost!Cu asemenea jucatori si cu asemenea conducere, Dinamo se va desfiinta din inimile suporterilor. Se poate citi dezamagirea pe fata si in sufletul meu, dar si-au facut-o cu mana lor. In afara de faptul ca in Campionat suntem vai de capul nostru, in Europa ne-am facut de cacat pentru a3a oara dupa Elfsborg, NEC Nijmegen si acum, Slovan... Suntem de rasul curcilor!!! Rusine conducerea lui Dinamo!!! Rusine balerinelor din echipa!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-5441127774563089427?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/5441127774563089427/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=5441127774563089427' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5441127774563089427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5441127774563089427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/dinamo-europaparalele.html' title='Dinamo + Europa=paralele'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7026211369216082745</id><published>2009-08-18T22:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:11:15.730+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deci, sunt ca o pasaricaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.licitatii-electronice.ro/produse/files/img5638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 335px;" src="http://www.licitatii-electronice.ro/produse/files/img5638.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ales titlul acesta pentru ca fraza asta a marcat toata ziua... Totul a inceput in forta, m-am trezit de dimineata, am facut ceva treburi casnice, dupa care m-am dus la conducere... M-am invartit prin oras ca de obicei, fiind atenta la idiotii din trafic care nu au auzit de prioritate, sau semnalizare pana s-a facut ora 14, l-am luat si pe amicul meu A. in masina (ca doar facem conducere cu acelasi instructor si programul nostru azi chiar au coincis)si am pierdut timpul pe strazile gaurite din Targoviste. Fiind mai multi pe metru patrat, fiecare facea misto in stilul lui si fiecare radea de greseala celuilalt. Am facut cateva "stop-uri" cam bruste, am incurcat si stanga cu dreapta uneori, dar totul a iesit ok. Am oprit putin pe dreapta sa inscrie instructorul pe nu stiu cine la scoala de soferi si pe Europa FM canta Nelly Furtado- I'm like a bird, iar A. a inceput sa cante varianta tradusa in romana "Sunt ca o pasaricaaaa..." si de acolo, am pornit din nou la drum prin caldura si praf. Am facut vreo 4 plecari de la stadion si deja imi spuneam ca la noapte voi visa stadioane. Dupa ce am terminat condusul, am zis sa mergem la cursurile de mecanica la scoala sa mai invatam si noi ceva... Am intrat in aceeasi clasa mare, cu aer conditionat si am asteptat profesorul sa vedem si noi cu ce se mananca mecanica:). Ce credeti ca am facut intr-o ora de mecanica? Am trimis mesaje si am ras de Mr Vehicol care avea niste exprimari foarte intelectuale la ora aia:)). Mi-am imbogatit vocabularul cu expresii ca.. " frâna dă servici", "frâna pneumatică pă aier", "deci" la fiecare 2 propoziţii si sa nu uitam cuvantul cheie "VEHICOL"... Nu am inteles nimic din lectia de mecanica, in schimb m-am distrat pe cinste facand misto de bietul Mister Vehicol. Am ajuns acasa, am bagat ceva la ghiozdan si am iesit din nou in oras cu alti nebuni, plini de viata:). Subiectul principal al meu si al lui Vali? Legislatie rutiera, sfaturi ca intre soferi incepatori si tarifele scolilor de soferi din oras, plus criticile aduse la adresa participantilor la trafic care nu respecta regulile. Sartany saracul, avand ghipsate ambele maini, se chinuia sa scrie niste mesaje si nu prea participa la discutie... Facand misto de tot ce ne iesea in cale, am revenit in fata calculatorului obosita si totusi, cu o pofta de viata pe care nu o mai simtisem demult... I want to break free:))... Vineri plec la mare si abia astept... Mi-e dor si de S., dar lasa ca vine ea toamna:). See ya si traiti-va viata!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7026211369216082745?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7026211369216082745/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7026211369216082745' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7026211369216082745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7026211369216082745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/deci-sunt-ca-o-pasaricaaa.html' title='Deci, sunt ca o pasaricaaa!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7808452324207465862</id><published>2009-08-16T22:13:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:15:42.036+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>You took something perfect and painted it red...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SohavxZeI1I/AAAAAAAAANo/YIulpWoaqEg/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SohavxZeI1I/AAAAAAAAANo/YIulpWoaqEg/s200/red.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370642332399838034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vara... mare... subiect tabu:D. E cald in camera si ma uit pe fereastra. De cateva zile ascult pe repeat piesa lui Daniel Murriweather- Red si imi aduc aminte de Sandra de anul trecut... Anul trecut pe vremea asta eram la mare, pe plaja cu nebunii mei, ne distram. A fost de vis. Revenind in zilele noastre, aseara am fost la "marele" concert de ziua metalurgistului cu o gashca de prieteni, bine intre timp, unii s-au pierdut pe traseu, dar a fost ok. Sa nu va inchipuiti ca am stat in primul rand, am stat undeva mai departe de scena de unde se auzea relativ ok, pe o banca, cu 2 vedete fratilor:&gt; :Chifu si Vlad de la Incipient, asa ca mosnegii. Mi-a prins bine iesirea asta... Am mai iesit putin din starea mea nasoala care dureaza de aproximativ 2 saptamani... M-au rascolit nsite amintiri la ora asta si am prea multe idei in cap sa fiu coerenta...&lt;br /&gt;Aveti grija de voi!Miss you S.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7808452324207465862?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7808452324207465862/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7808452324207465862' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7808452324207465862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7808452324207465862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-took-something-perfect-and-painted.html' title='You took something perfect and painted it red...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SohavxZeI1I/AAAAAAAAANo/YIulpWoaqEg/s72-c/red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-1778053940896418228</id><published>2009-08-13T14:30:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:43:37.522+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plictiseala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trafic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>This is the road to hell..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.123rentacar.ro/fr/images/300x200LoganRosu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.123rentacar.ro/fr/images/300x200LoganRosu.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mda, de ceva timp, mai precis vreo 2 saptamani, pierd grav timpul aiurea cu preocupari inutile... In afara de faptul ca de 2 saptamani am o viata monotona, in fiecare zi fac aceleasi lucruri, mai e putin pana incepe scoala si eu n-am simtit vara asta decat pe ici pe colo... Am inceput scoala de soferi de 5 saptamani si mai am inca muuult de condus, sa termin orele. Fac scoala pe un Logan rosu diesel, care, face parte din mine. E rosu, merge bine, dar nu are aer conditionat. Pe canicula asta, ar trebui... In scurt timp voi deveni soferita si FERITI-VA!!! Sunt destul de sportiva la volan si e posibil in trafic sa va intimidez pentru ca, sa-l citez pe dl instructor, sunt cam intepata. In alta ordine de idei, am tot citit zilele astea legislatia (pentru a3a oara vara asta), am facut si chestionare, apropo de asta, dragi viitori conducatori auto, am gasit chestionarele care se dau la sala pe net. Se gasesc pe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drpciv.ro"&gt;www.drpciv.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, unde va faceti un cont micut si va apucati de treaba:). Bagata in ale mele, am aflat ca sambata e concert in Targoviste de ziua metalurgistuui, sau a "fierarului" cum imi place mie sa zic. Vor veni artisti mediocrii de duzina, care si-au facut studiile muzicale prin Bamboo, dar macar o sa avem de cine rade:). Pana atunci insa, viata are prioritate, spuneti NU accidentelor si aveti grija de voi!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-1778053940896418228?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1778053940896418228/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=1778053940896418228' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1778053940896418228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1778053940896418228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-road-to-hell.html' title='This is the road to hell..'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7395296547194358006</id><published>2009-08-11T14:48:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:08:35.311+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nisip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='S.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labutze'/><title type='text'>Footprints in the sand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2206/2132973848_8dfc93796e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 376px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2206/2132973848_8dfc93796e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rasarit soarele!Trezeste-te! Se vad inca urmele pe nisip... Am adormit pe plaja.Cat de copilaresc! Vantul isi croia drum prin parul ei cret, de culoarea unei alune si firele de nisip o gadilau in talpi.. El o privea... O saruta usor pe frunte si ii stergea lacrimile. Ii intrase nisip in ochi si plangea... Valurile marii se calmasera si asteptau parca o miscare apocaliptica sa le tulbure din nou... Era imbracata in alb, o rochita subtire, de vara, prin care i se conturau toate formele ca ale unei fecioare puternice... Erau imbratisati si isi impartaseau cele mai ascunse ganduri... Telefoanele erau descarcate, le era sete si erau cam rupti de civilizatie. Zona populata a plajei era departe... S-au aventurat in acel loc pentru a-si potoli setea de explorare, de cunoastere infinita si s-au trezit la realitate cam slabiti... Iubirea ii tinea in viata si faptul ca se aveau unul pe celalalt... Baiatul a luat-o de mana, i-a asezat parul delicat intr-o parte si au pornit pe plaja sa gaseasca un loc mai bun unde sa se odihneasca... In lumina rasaritului, se vedeau urmele talpilor pe nisip... peisaj de vis, eram doar "noi" si marea... &lt;br /&gt;Miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7395296547194358006?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7395296547194358006/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7395296547194358006' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7395296547194358006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7395296547194358006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/footprints-in-sand.html' title='Footprints in the sand...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2206/2132973848_8dfc93796e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-1158573639309774366</id><published>2009-08-07T21:24:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:12:32.039+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metafizica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absolut'/><title type='text'>Esenta absolutului...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qsDpLDiIGuk/SZGLKppW7DI/AAAAAAAABMo/pzRZrDIKGYQ/s320/ying-yang.20424130_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qsDpLDiIGuk/SZGLKppW7DI/AAAAAAAABMo/pzRZrDIKGYQ/s320/ying-yang.20424130_std.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ales sa scriu despre absolut tocmai ca sa fac referire indirecta la starea mea... O suferinta inexplicabila, generata de o poveste neimplinita, sau de o iubire secreta, cu urmari grave in realitate... Eu insami, ma regasesc in obsesia absolutului eteric, in enigmele vietii, ale iubiri si ale mortii... Ce poate fi mai crud, mai neinteles, mai feeric? Oh, ce imensa fericire izvoraste din contemplarea eternitatii! Cati dintre noi stiu sa faca asta? Cati dintre noi sunt constienti ca suferinta o provocam noi insine prin teama de cunoastere, de explorare, de absolut? Lacrimile sunt cred ca mijloace de evadare in necunoscut, hranesc o metempsihoza agresiva, o uitare primordiala, o distrugere interioara in masa... Plansul meu e ca o chemare la care nu poate raspunde nimeni. Chemarea picura in suflet o fericire nemarginita, o merinde pentru o cale necunoscuta si nesfarsit de lunga... Nu stiu daca exista vreun moment din viata mea actuala, din cele trecute, sau din cele viitoare, in care iubirea sa-si realizeze aspiratiile in plan terestru.In cele mai multe cazuri, nici nu pot intrezari posibilitatea unei armonizari a doua fiinte decat in postumitatea lor, in viata eterna inchipuita dupa moarte. Nu stiu, sunt de parere ca substanta epica a vietii mele, a intregii naratiuni, care constituie un roman autobiografic (ciudat ca eu sa scriu un roman), este funciar tragica, un tragism izvorat din energiile dezlantuite ale erosului tulburat si amenintat de alte valori, sau alte false valori. Ma regasesc in Thanatofilia unor personaje mistice, care izvoraste dintr-o confruntare dramatica cu timpul. Cum spunea si un critic literar de prin secolul XX, Dan Manuca, "dorinta de moarte inseamna o incercare de dominare a timpului si de perpetuare a unui moment unic". Asadar, am o sete nebuna de evadare, de a-mi depasi conditia umana prin moarte, dar... cu ce ma voi alege? Ma vad alaturi de el, explorand un taram necunoscut, fiind definitia pura a cuplului etern si fericit in postumitate, ca o forma particulara de intruchipare a utopiei erotice... Teoretic, pentru mine, sufletul ciudat si panteist cu viziuni metafizice, iubirea ar trebui sa insemne, paradoxal, nu un mod de a trai viata plenar si a o confirma efuziv, ci o cale de a imblanzi, sau chiar de a infrange moartea. DA! Mi-e frica de moarte! In suflet si in minte, mi se imbina niste conceptii mai putin ortodoxe, care se refera la faptul ca, creatia artistica e un proces sufletesc de esenta divina si pe bune, nu are legatura cu Biblia si religia atat de prost transformata de-a lungul timpului. Vreau sa fiu partea dominatoare, partea onirica, partea intunecata, spiritualista a mitului cuplului etern, adamic. Adica, nazuinta suprema a artei este aceea de a transcede relativitatile si de a patrunde si infatisa absolutul. Artistul, vorbind in plan sufletesc, care intuieste si transpune pulsul vietii, se apropie de misterul eternitatii... Probabil o sa va intrebati care viata? Ei bine, viata pe care v-o imaginati, viata pe care a-ti dori sa o traiti fara limite, fara reguli, principii, legi nescrise si fara stereotipuri sociale. Povestea mea de iubire, evadarea mea din realitate, este tocmai o perspectiva paradoxala asupra instinctului metafizic al erosului. E zona ambigua, genuina, spiritualista, in care se vede indepartarea de instinctualitatea naturalista lipsita de un plan abstract si de o aspiratie atat de patetica spre absolut...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-1158573639309774366?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1158573639309774366/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=1158573639309774366' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1158573639309774366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1158573639309774366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/esenta-absolutului.html' title='Esenta absolutului...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qsDpLDiIGuk/SZGLKppW7DI/AAAAAAAABMo/pzRZrDIKGYQ/s72-c/ying-yang.20424130_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-5572052699680916603</id><published>2009-08-04T23:33:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:51:11.392+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florin BJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prieten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mesaj'/><title type='text'>Mesaj pt un prieten...</title><content type='html'>Nu te-am uitat! Vei invata oare sa apreciezi si sa accepti oamenii care tin la tine? Vei invata vreodata sa valorifici un moment de iubire, de suparare, de indiferenta, de gelozie, de uitare? Vei invata ca in mintea ta nu vor pieri niciodata amintirile si distanta niciodata nu te va impiedica sa ma uiti? Vei invata ca legatura dintre noi este indestructibila tocmai prin "noi", prin amintiri si prin Bon Jovi? Vei invata sa ierti, sa iti ceri iertare si sa acorzi incredere prietenilor tai? Vei invata sa stai singur, sa meditezi si sa visezi la ziua in care vei fi liber? Vei invata sa evadezi si sa-i faci pe oameni fericiti? Vei invata sa iubesti puritatea sufleteasca si fizica a unei persoane? Vei invata sa iubesti ploaia si sa faci chestii nebunesti? Vei invata sa faci diferenta dintre aparenta si esenta, dintre oameni si animale, dintre rau si bine, &lt;strong&gt;dintre mine si ea, dintre tine si el&lt;/strong&gt;? Vei invata sa ma vezi fericita? Vei invata sa te lupti cu orgoliul si cu propria-ti minte diabolica? Vei invata sa crezi in puterea gandului? Vei invata sa dobori barierele timpului? Vei invata sa-ti urmezi visele si sa transformi ura in sentimente curate? Vei invata sa canti la chitara sa devii intr-o zi mai bun decat idolii tai, Richie Sambora si Slash? Vei invata sa iti doresti sa ajungi cineva? Vei invata sa te tii de cuvant? Vei invata sa nu mai arunci cu vorbe in vant care dor? Vei invata sa tii cont de parerea altora si sa te lupti cu prostia omeneasca? Vei invata sa fii tu insuti? Vei invata sa speri la mai bine? Paradox... Till we ain't strangers anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat despre mine, mi-e dor de &lt;strong&gt;S.&lt;/strong&gt;, mi-e dor de sarutul lui salbatic... Vreau sa visez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-5572052699680916603?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/5572052699680916603/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=5572052699680916603' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5572052699680916603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/5572052699680916603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/mesaj-pt-un-prieten.html' title='Mesaj pt un prieten...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-9207927991835685996</id><published>2009-08-03T23:54:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:14:44.197+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prostie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fara sens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dor'/><title type='text'>Prietenie, plaja, foc, dragoste, putere, tinerete, fum,iubire, amintire, val, nepasare, lupta, orgasm ideal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.evz.ro/imagemanager/images/2008/aiaseptembrie/05/02bolc_nato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.evz.ro/imagemanager/images/2008/aiaseptembrie/05/02bolc_nato.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera, intuneric, dor... Ceva mai bun de facut? Nu... Ma simt asa de obosita... Lacrimi uscate pe obraz, frica de paianjeni si de necunoscuti... Puritatea era la un pas sa fie distrusa. Suc de portocale, gheata, pareri de rau.. Mi-e dor de el, mi-e dor de noi... Mai sunt 2 saptamani si zilele nebuniei se apropie... Manichiura frantuzeasca, Celine Dion- Falling into you in surdina... Scama ma priveste curios (ursuletul pufos de la &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;.)... acel S. din copilarie, povestea mea de iubire, raza de soare, momentul meu de glorie, orgasmul din noptile cu luna plina, amintiri la metrou... toate astea sunt doar la cateva mii de kilometri distanta... Evadare! Paradox! Dor, zbor, decor.. razboi cu lumea... Fum de tigara, lacrimi [bis]... ingeri, rugaminti, alinturi, &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;., internet, pierdere de timp... Luminile orasului transpira si aerul poluat zambeste... Vine ploaia, va plange cerul pentru a miliarda oara de cand am fost creati... Sa ne invingem frica si sa pasim in neant fara regrete... Sa ne iubim fara limite, neconditionat, sa doboram gandurile perverse ale mintilor bolnave ale periferiei rau-famate a orasului... Sa legam teribilismul in camasa de forta... Chipuri de lut, sex virual, prostie... Tupeu si iar prostie! Cati dintre noi vor trece cu brio examenul vietii? Criza financiara, mediu urban, interese, marfuri proaste, manele si valori nerecunoscute ale tarii... Unde suntem noi? Suntem departe [paradox]... Dorul de tine ma omoara... Scama zambeste!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-9207927991835685996?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/9207927991835685996/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=9207927991835685996' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/9207927991835685996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/9207927991835685996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/prietenie-plaja-foc-dragoste-putere.html' title='Prietenie, plaja, foc, dragoste, putere, tinerete, fum,iubire, amintire, val, nepasare, lupta, orgasm ideal...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4653215214414728014</id><published>2009-08-01T22:46:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:01:04.272+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aripioare picante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talpi goale'/><title type='text'>Shape of my heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SnSe-5uKntI/AAAAAAAAAM4/aHAFCnMQIWA/s1600-h/PIC_4634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SnSe-5uKntI/AAAAAAAAAM4/aHAFCnMQIWA/s200/PIC_4634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365087859588636370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt fericita!Da, asta are legatura cu el...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In alta ordine de idei, sunt cu varamea Diana pe la mine si zilele astea ne-am distrat destul de bine.. Dupa cateva discutii cu un amic de-al ei la tel, a ajuns la concluzia ca e un zeu:).Diana e zeu... iar astazi, draguta de ea, s-a rugat de mine sa ii fac o poza artistica pe wc pentru ca hartia igienica se asorta cu unghiile ei ciclam si cu chiloteii roz bombon:)).Asadar, zeul, a devenit in scurt timp, Zeul pe Tron:D. Verisoara-sa, sa nu cumva sa nu fie in trend, s-a apucat sa isi schimbe numele pe hi5 dupa vechea ei obsesie, aripioarele picante de la KFC, in evident, Aripioare Picante KFC. Dupa cateva ore de plictiseala astazi in casa, ne-am hotarat sa ne facem pitzipoance cu sandale inalte cu talpa ortopedica si sa iesim in oras cu Tibi si Doggy, mai nou, Doggozaur. Zis si facut!Am fost prin oras, am vorbit, am ras si baietii au facut pariuri pe tigari si pe alte porcarii [by the way, Tiby, peste 6 luni, esti un om mort:))].Cand sa plecam acasa, mintea luminata a Aripioarelor Picante, a descoperit ca sandalele ei galbene ii julisera pielea grav pe picioare si nu prea mai putea sa mearga... Zeul pe Tron se strica de ras si baietii au inceput sa ma care in brate pana aproape de casa, insa efortul era prea mare si m-am resemnat mergand desculta prin baltile orasului Targoviste... Am ajuns din nou in fata calculatorului si ma gandeam ca parerile mele de rau din zilele anterioare cu privire la vara care trece pe langa mine au disparut odata cu venirea Dianei la mine... Voi trai cea mai tare vara de pana acum odata cu prima zi din august si in curand, odata cu venirea lui... Miss him...&lt;br /&gt;Take care!:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4653215214414728014?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4653215214414728014/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4653215214414728014' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4653215214414728014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4653215214414728014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/08/shape-of-my-heart.html' title='Shape of my heart...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SnSe-5uKntI/AAAAAAAAAM4/aHAFCnMQIWA/s72-c/PIC_4634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-672023035124132859</id><published>2009-07-31T10:51:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T11:18:52.689+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='septembrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viitor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trecut'/><title type='text'>Jurnalul unei fete...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dmitryshovtyuk.com/photos/autumn-sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.dmitryshovtyuk.com/photos/autumn-sunset.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titlul nu are legatura cu postul da' imi place cum suna:D. M-a tot certat lumea ca n-am mai postat pe blog... O sa ma revansez! Zilele astea am avut calculatorul in reparatii si am dus dorul tehnologiei si internetului:).&lt;br /&gt;Ultima zi din iulie... Vine august ca o parere de rau... Unde e vara asta?Unde am ascuns-o pentru ca in afara de cateva iesiri la piscina cu prietenii, majoratul meu care putea fi in orice zi a  anului si cateva plimbari prin parc cu Bon Jovi in urechi, nu s-a intamplat nimic interesant... Unde sunt nebunia, haosul, fluturii din stomac si saruturile pe ascuns in fata portii de la tara? Sunt undeva departe... in vara anului 2007, o vara ca oricare alta care a devenit speciala prin noi, 2 copii diferiti, 2 mentalitati diferite, 2 suflete profunde... Odata cu trecerea anilor s-au adunat in sufletul ei cateva fire de cenusa si de amaraciune, pe care spera sa le abandoneze odata cu venirea lui... Septembrie. Prima luna de toamna, racoare, apusuri aramii, depanarea amintirilor, venirea lui... Inceperea unui nou capitol din viata lor... Avem nevoie de libertate de exprimare:).&lt;br /&gt;Lasand neterminata ideea inceputa sus, din lipsa de inspiratie, aseara am fost la Manastirea Dealu si am prins cel mai misto apus vazut vreodata pe muzica lui... Alex, de data asta pentru ca amicii mei cu care eram nu ascultau Bon Jovi... In fine,evitand detaliile, a fost un moment frumos... Parca m-as fi intors in timp sau parca as fi dat timpul inainte... Trecutul si viitorul se vor intalni in fata mea peste o luna si ceva si eu va trebui sa stiu ce aleg... Raman in trecut cu amintirile sau aleg viitorul care... nu se stie ce-mi rezerva.... Paradox!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-672023035124132859?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/672023035124132859/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=672023035124132859' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/672023035124132859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/672023035124132859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/07/jurnalul-unei-fete.html' title='Jurnalul unei fete...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6521943385375387111</id><published>2009-07-15T00:36:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:59:48.186+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evadare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dulceata de visine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi'/><title type='text'>This is freedom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs18/i/2007/188/2/a/Love_the_rain_by_voorikvergeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs18/i/2007/188/2/a/Love_the_rain_by_voorikvergeet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am intalnit cativa prieteni, ne-am urcat in masina lu' tata si am pornit spre nicaieri... Partea buna a fost ca ai mei au fost de acord cu evadarea mea weekendul asta si mi-au dat masina cu conditia sa am grija pe drum... Am pornit spre munte... Ca in orice vis, trebuia ca locatia sa fi fost ori un deja-vu, ori un loc unde mai fusesem in viata mea actuala.. Busteni, o vila draguta la inaltime. Pana acolo am ascultat muzica buna, am cantat, am ras si am injurat participantii la trafic care fie nu acordau prioritate, fie erau de-a dreptul prosti:). In dreapta mea statea el.. Era atat de dulce! Ma sorbea din priviri in timp ce eu cercetam cu atentie in oglinda retrovizoare, masinile care se apropiau.. Am ajuns intr-un final la destinatie si asteptam sa vina restul lumii... Practic, din Targoviste plecasera 3 masini si eram in total 12 insi:). Ne-am cazat fiecare cu cine a vrut si unde a vrut si ne-am apucat sa punem ceva de mancare pentru a ne potoli foamea. Era o zi superba de septembrie, cu un peisaj feeric, unde auriul cerului se imbina perfect cu aramiul frunzelor si cu cenusiul muntilor stancosi... Crucea de pe Caraiman ne veghea fiecare miscare:).Nori zambeau. Obositi de pe drum, ne-am retras fiecare in camerele noastre si am adormit (in living au mai ramas cativa baieti sa mai discute d'ale lor)... Deodata, se aud batai in usa mea... afara ploua si nu prea realizam ce fac. Am coborat speriata din pat, cu inima cat un purice si am deschis usa... Eram imbracata intr-un tricou larg de-al lui... Mi se conturau formele in lumina tremuranda a coridorului... Ma ucidea privirea lui:). M-a invitat afara sa vedem luna... Era superba! Am iesit in ploaie si de nicaieri s-a auzit piesa Celinei Dion-Map to my heart... Am inceput sa fredonez piesa in timp ce ploaia imi lipea tricoul de corp si el ma sorbea din priviri... Give me a reason to dance in the dark... Mi-a sarutat mana si am inceput sa dansam. Era un ritual oniric, intr-o dimensiune neexplorata unde Eros se intalnea cu Tanathos, nascandu-se din ei o noua fiinta... "noi"... Era magic! Tremuram imbratisati in lumina lunii pe jumatate acoperita de nori si ne sarutam, energizati de picaturile reci de ploaie care se prelingeau pe umerii mei goi... Ma mangaia si imi spunea ca.. "asa a fost scris" si ca nimeni nu va schimba asta... Am evadat in absolut in acea noapte... Am pierdut firul intamplarilor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am trezit... in 2 ore trebuia sa plec la scoala de soferi... Am visat... Asta e.. niciodata nu e prea tarziu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-6521943385375387111?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6521943385375387111/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6521943385375387111' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6521943385375387111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6521943385375387111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-freedom.html' title='This is freedom...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3865295137259056193</id><published>2009-07-13T00:54:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:14:59.415+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><title type='text'>Someone took my soul...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lovepicturesoflove.net/love-picture-hug-couple-rain-orangeacid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 683px; height: 1024px;" src="http://www.lovepicturesoflove.net/love-picture-hug-couple-rain-orangeacid.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plouat azi toata ziua... Dupa o plimbare scurta la Bucuresti cu niste amici si dupa o portie sanatoasa de aripioare picante de la KFC, am ajuns acasa... M-am uitat cateva minute indelung pe fereastra. Ploua. Aseara am vb dupa f mult timp cu o persoana f speciala care m-a iertat... A insemnat mult pt mine.. el nu stie asta!Desi acum e departe, simt ca se gandeste la mine. Am o dorinta teribila sa incep o viata noua... Matura, mai sigura pe mine, mai puternica, sa fiu eu insami si sa le demonstrez celorlalti cat de mult m-am schimbat... Cum pe zi ce trece devin tot mai profunda, tot mai feminina, mai senzuala... Oare ura asta care mi-a purtat-o atata timp sa ma fi schimbat? Cand pierzi ceva... nu-ti dai seama... realizezi ca ai pierdut un lucru sau o persoana abia dupa ce nu o mai poti recupera. Si ce faci? Lupti [paradox]! Unii spun ca esti doar obsedat de acea persoana sau de acel lucru... Nu! Acum, singur, meditezi si incepi sa pui cap la cap totul... Esti inundat de remuscari! Nu mai poti scapa... Totul sau nimic! Si ne despart sute de kilometri si multe saptamani pana ne vom reintalni... Si atunci? Ma va mai recunoaste? Il voi recuceri sau voi ramane cu remuscari si regrete? Se merita oare? Se va mai naste din tradare iubire? Sau din indiferenta romantism? Chipuri de lut si atat... sunt niste prosti! Ei nu inteleg! Rebeli, distrati, haotici... vom alerga prin ploaie... Vom fi chiar noi? Unde se afla raspunsul? In fiinta mea cea noua... Joci pana la capat sau pasaresti terenul ca un las? Invingi, sau iti pleci capul? Paradox... Vreau sa ma indragostesc... Oare cat te vei opune?:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-3865295137259056193?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3865295137259056193/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3865295137259056193' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3865295137259056193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3865295137259056193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/07/someone-took-my-soul.html' title='Someone took my soul...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4818921563648893149</id><published>2009-07-09T22:10:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:29:33.484+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noapte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strazi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jungla'/><title type='text'>Good night moon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freephotosbank.com/photographers/photos1/10/med_1204cbf9bd19da2018e0e84fc5437c66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://www.freephotosbank.com/photographers/photos1/10/med_1204cbf9bd19da2018e0e84fc5437c66.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ati vazut vreodata cat de frumoasa e noaptea vazuta de la fereastra camerei voastre?Ati simtit vreodata noaptea cu parfumul ei urban rapindu-va in vajaitul motoarelor masinilor sau in linistea apasatoare a becurilor de pe strada? Iulie, vara, caldura... e noapte, adie vantul, stau pe pervaz... Se aude in surdina piesa mea preferata si ma uit pe cer. M-am certat cu un prieten prea influentat de viata rau famata a orasului... De aerul de periferie nociv pentru un suflet curat ca al lui... Revenind la noaptea urbana... Aseara era luna plina. Azi n-o mai vad... E un aer atat de placut si vantul adie usor. Luminile impletesc cu praful de pe strada un guler de bronz asupra orasului. Se aude forfota in departare... Oamenii stau in apartamente plictisiti probabil de ziua monotona care tocmai s-a scurs si se uita la televizor, pentru putina manipulare sau informare sau... who gives a fuck? Eu sunt in camera la calculator si beau apa minerala. Bulele de aer ma revigoreaza si ma imaginez facand baie intr-o cascada, aproape goala, ascunzandu-ma printre stanci si jucandu-ma in apa... Sunt salbatica, sunt stapana unei bucati de natura feerica. Se aud cainii din cartier. Au un concert dragut de latraturi unison, si pe voci... e destul de artistic:)... Revin iar in realitate, pe pervaz si ma uit in gol... Strazile bronzate de atata nepasare zambesc:). Suntem victimele unei nopti urbane... Noapte buna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4818921563648893149?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4818921563648893149/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4818921563648893149' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4818921563648893149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4818921563648893149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-night-moon.html' title='Good night moon!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6573813489443081183</id><published>2009-07-07T16:32:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:32:44.520+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NzA1OTc2MzMyOCZwdD*xMjQ3MDU5OTQ2NzY1JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Y29sbGFnZSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*yJnQ9Jm89OGY3YTc5ZmUwMzI1NDFkNzk3YzJmMjIxZTI*Y2JiNGImb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - arbori genealogici, genealogie şi recunoaşterea figurii gratuite" alt="MyHeritage - arbori genealogici, genealogie şi recunoaşterea figurii gratuite" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/Q/storage/site1/files/71/51/72/715172_8996155bd435a42fnwu305.JPG" width="499" height="297" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.ro"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage?lang=EN"  &gt;Celebrity Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/dynasty"  &gt;Dynasty&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/family-reunion"  &gt;Family reunion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-6573813489443081183?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6573813489443081183/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6573813489443081183' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6573813489443081183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6573813489443081183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/07/celebrity-collage-by-myheritage.html' title='Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4890290772514715735</id><published>2009-07-06T00:28:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:46:18.438+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='majorat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><title type='text'>Happy B-day to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SlEc28FMvjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/A3UC558qfZo/s1600-h/PIC_4457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SlEc28FMvjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/A3UC558qfZo/s200/PIC_4457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355093162086678066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa Greenwich, e inca 5 iulie, dupa ora Romaniei, am intarziat cu postul pe blog... Asadar, sunt majora! Aseara am avut parte de o petrecere de zile mari cu atmosfera misto, oameni speciali si muuulte cadouri. Am ras, am dansat, am topait, ne-am distrat si am picat rupti de oboseala. Party-ul a  tinut pana pe la 5 de dimineata, lumea s-a simtit bine si eu am plecat cu inima impacata:). Am primit multe flori si multe cadouri si mi-am dat seama ca... eu chiar sunt iubita... Am prieteni putini, dar care stiu sa se distreze si care stiu sa ma faca sa nu ma simt singura. A fost o zi speciala in care am avut langa mine colegii de suflet, prietenii, dirigu', familia si my ex-boyfriends care spre surprinderea mea, s-au inteles foarte bine intre ei si s-au distrat. Am avut o zi in care m-am simtit importanta pentru niste oameni simpli dar interesanti. Nu prea am ce impresii sa va impartasesc acum, pentru ca sunt foarte multe de mentionat dar a fost o zi super din care m-am ales cu numeroase amintiri si povestiri pentru nepoti:). Va multumesc tuturor ca ati fost alaturi de mine si ca m-ati sustinut! Am avut si musafiri nepoftiti ca la orice eveniment, o mireasa furata, am avut si ceva momente tensionate legate de muzica, dar totul s-a rezolvat cu bine:). Multumesc mami, tati, Romi, Mimi, Chitzu, Razvan, Bogdan, Diana, Cristina, Diana, Georgi, Liviu, Ana, Taya, Tiby, Tinu, Mutu, Silviu, Domyno, Andrada, Emma, Fitz, Cristy, Motanu, Doggy, Andrei, Cretzu, Microb, Ruxy, Vali, Lavinia, Vlad, Dana, Radu si Ghebo... si nu in ultimul rand lui Florin, care din pacate nu a putut sa vina! O sa revin cu detalii pentru ca acum sunt foarte obosita!Va pup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4890290772514715735?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4890290772514715735/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4890290772514715735' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4890290772514715735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4890290772514715735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-b-day-to-me.html' title='Happy B-day to me!'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SlEc28FMvjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/A3UC558qfZo/s72-c/PIC_4457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-344188701508006863</id><published>2009-07-03T14:52:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:26:43.684+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18 ani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'>18 years ago... I heard this song in New York City...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sk31bHnBtwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PdmMtl7l3rI/s1600-h/PIC_4439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sk31bHnBtwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PdmMtl7l3rI/s200/PIC_4439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354205378261399298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titlul este inceputul unui discurs de-al lui Jon Bon Jovi din 2000, de la un concert din Osaka.Vorbea despre piesa "Runaway", prima lor piesa, etc... Am ales titlul acesta pentru ultimul post in calitate de minora imatura [:))], deoarece piesa "Runaway" e cea mai reprezentativa pentru mine in perioada asta... Piesa e profunda, e varianta slow si imi intra direct la suflet... Sa revenim la ce voiam sa postez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns aseara acasa, dupa o mini-vacanta la tara, momentan sunt singura in camera mea, ascult muzica si ma bucur de ultimele mele ore ca si copil (oficial):). Imi bat la usa rationalul, responsabilitatea si maturizarea si eu vreau sa ma dau disparuta! Am invatat pana acum foarte multe lucruri care sper sa ma ajute pe viitor si sa ma faca sa devin mai puternica. Ma asteapta un an greu, un an de care va depinde viitorul meu, un an in care va trebui sa demonstrez cine sunt cu adevarat. Pana atunci insa, mai am de infruntat si de iubit o vara intreaga, mai am de acumulat numeroase amintiri si prietenii, mai am de plans cateva nopti, mai am de alergat cativa kilometri pe plaja, mai am sa vizitez cateva locuri care imi aduc aminte de copilarie. Pana atunci sper sa imi intalnesc si misteriosul meu cu ochi verzi, sa stam pe plaja, noaptea, sa-mi cante la chitara si sa ma mangaie pe par... Pana atunci mai am de trait cateva clipe infantile, pure, inocente... Odata cu varsta asta de care noi ne bucuram, ne afundam fara sa vrem in realitate, in prostie(prostia celor din jur), in decizii si in vulgaritate... Nu mai putem privi problemele ca pe niste chestii neinteresante pe care le rezolva mama sau tata... de acum trebuie sa ne implicam. Cum vom reusi daca ne lasam purtati de val?:) Sa nu uitam niciodata copilaria! Pana acum, va spun sincer, nu am absolut niciun regret! Am avut o copilarie vulcanica, exact cum sunt si eu, cu parinti de gasca, care m-au inteles, cu rude si prieteni simpatici, cu jucarii si alte atractii ale varstei... O sa am cea mai tare zi de nastere (sunt sigura) si voi pasi in lumea adultilor la fel de visatoare si de panteista cum ma stiu... Belive in your dreams!&lt;br /&gt;Sincera sa fiu, nu prea mai am inspiratie... o sa revin cu detalii dupa marea petrecere de maine si o sa va povestesc cum o sa ma simt la 18 ani:).&lt;br /&gt;Va pup si aveti grija de voi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-344188701508006863?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/344188701508006863/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=344188701508006863' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/344188701508006863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/344188701508006863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/07/18-years-ago-i-heard-this-song-in-new.html' title='18 years ago... I heard this song in New York City...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Sk31bHnBtwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/PdmMtl7l3rI/s72-c/PIC_4439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4109965000126479214</id><published>2009-07-01T09:23:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:58:54.892+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='120'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra FCD'/><title type='text'>121 adevaruri despre mine..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2TlMD9zjbM/SCw5PgGjSJI/AAAAAAAAADk/kgUDbD-1thE/s320/Grijile+copilului+singur....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2TlMD9zjbM/SCw5PgGjSJI/AAAAAAAAADk/kgUDbD-1thE/s320/Grijile+copilului+singur....jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La indemnul lui Cosmin, am hotarat sa postez si eu 121 adevaruri despre mine... Cica asa trebuie, ca sa fim in trend, sa-l citez tot pe Cosmin...&lt;br /&gt;Asadar... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Ma numesc Sandra&lt;br /&gt;2.Mi se spune Bon Jovica sau "Fecede"&lt;br /&gt;3.Sunt creata&lt;br /&gt;4.Am ochii verzi;;)&lt;br /&gt;5.Acum ascult muzica&lt;br /&gt;6.Duminica fac 18 ani&lt;br /&gt;7.Tin cu Dinamo&lt;br /&gt;8.Am camera alb-rosie&lt;br /&gt;9.Il iubesc pe Jon Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;10.Sunt fana Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;11.Imi place fotbalul&lt;br /&gt;12.Cant&lt;br /&gt;13.Fac canto&lt;br /&gt;14.Imi plac romana si marketingul&lt;br /&gt;15.Vreau sa urmez o cariera in publicitate&lt;br /&gt;16.Imi plac filozofia si cultura hindusa&lt;br /&gt;17.Nu-l inghit pe Puya:x&lt;br /&gt;18.Iubesc Bucurestiul&lt;br /&gt;19.Mi-ar placea sa vizitez India&lt;br /&gt;20.Nu le am cu bisericile, biblia and all fucking stuff&lt;br /&gt;21.Sunt virgina ma:))&lt;br /&gt;22.Imi place chitara&lt;br /&gt;23.Sunt energica&lt;br /&gt;24.Stresanta uneori&lt;br /&gt;25.Sunt cea mai mare visatoare pe care am intalnit-o&lt;br /&gt;26.Urasc rationalul&lt;br /&gt;17.Realitatea e de cacat&lt;br /&gt;18.Imi place sa ma distrez&lt;br /&gt;19.Am un stil propriu&lt;br /&gt;20.Urasc Steaua&lt;br /&gt;21.Ma amuza Jiji Becali&lt;br /&gt;22.Dinamo e cu un picior in groapa... nu e strict legat de mine, da' face parte din sufletul meu:)&lt;br /&gt;23.Turcu' e un prost!&lt;br /&gt;24.Nu suport complexatii&lt;br /&gt;25.Urasc manelele&lt;br /&gt;26.La majoratul meu nu vor fi manele spre bucuria ascultatorilor:))&lt;br /&gt;27.Vreau la mare&lt;br /&gt;28.Ador rasaritul&lt;br /&gt;29.Scriu poezii simboliste&lt;br /&gt;30.Sunt inspirata de Eliade&lt;br /&gt;31.Vreau sa ma intalnesc cu Floriiiin;;), chitaristul viitoarei mele trupe:))&lt;br /&gt;32.Da, vreau sa am o trupa rock&lt;br /&gt;33.Chiar o sa am&lt;br /&gt;34.Vreau sa ne civilizam&lt;br /&gt;35.Vreau sa nu mai fie asa multi cocalari in Targoviste&lt;br /&gt;36.Vreau infrastructura&lt;br /&gt;37.Sportul meu preferat este fotbalul&lt;br /&gt;38.Mi-a placut de Radu Stefan, dar de cand n-am mai auzit nimic de el, nu mai imi place:))&lt;br /&gt;39.Ma uit la "Copiii de la 402"&lt;br /&gt;40.Urasc tiganii, sunt mai rasista decat cel mai mare rasist din lume:)&lt;br /&gt;41.Urasc matematica&lt;br /&gt;42.Am prieteni de treaba&lt;br /&gt;43.Sunt fana "Mondenii"&lt;br /&gt;44.Il apreciez pe Mircea Badea &lt;br /&gt;45.Vizionez Mtiviul&lt;br /&gt;46.Sunt fana Jetix&lt;br /&gt;47.Stiu toate orele de difuzare ale desenelor preferate&lt;br /&gt;48.Sunt asemanata cu Nancy Francis din "Copiii de la 402"&lt;br /&gt;49.Sunt singura la parinti&lt;br /&gt;50.Nu suport limbajul de chat, care poceste limba romana:)&lt;br /&gt;51.Iubesc rock-ul&lt;br /&gt;52.Ascult si muzica clasica&lt;br /&gt;53.Urasc blondele cu sani mari&lt;br /&gt;54.Nu suport baietasii obsedati de jocuri pe calculator, gheimării draga:D&lt;br /&gt;55.Nu-mi plac filmele porno&lt;br /&gt;56.Imi place sa conduc&lt;br /&gt;57.Vara asta o sa-mi iau permis de conducere&lt;br /&gt;58.Imi place Audi TT&lt;br /&gt;59.Nu suport obsedatii sexual&lt;br /&gt;60.Cei care fac misto de mine ca sunt virgina nu stiu sa aprecieze ca mai exista si dinozauri in secolul XXI:))&lt;br /&gt;61.Sunt un suflet panteist&lt;br /&gt;62.Cred in zeul Shiva (zeul hindus al distrugerii-esenta creatiei)&lt;br /&gt;63.N-am noroc in dragoste&lt;br /&gt;64.Imi merge bine pe plan profesional(muzica, scoala, job)&lt;br /&gt;65.Lucrez la Altex ca promoter&lt;br /&gt;66.Imi place berea&lt;br /&gt;67.Nu-mi plac oamenii care se imbata&lt;br /&gt;68.Nu suport fumul de tigara dar mi se pare "cul" sa fumezi&lt;br /&gt;69.Eu nu fumez&lt;br /&gt;70.Port ochelari&lt;br /&gt;71.Melodia mea preferata e "You want to make a memory"-Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;72.Mi-a placut Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;73.Dumnezeu sa-l ierte, il regret!&lt;br /&gt;74.Nu o inghit pe Elena Basescu&lt;br /&gt;75.Urasc politica&lt;br /&gt;76.Urasc campaniile electorale pentru ca se dau multe ŢEPE!&lt;br /&gt;77.Urasc numarul 77 pentru ca in Targoviste este o brigada cu acest simbol si numarul 77 il au toti cocalarii la idurile de mess:))&lt;br /&gt;78.Nu suport sa ma trezesc devreme&lt;br /&gt;79.Cel mai mult am dormit 14 ore juma'&lt;br /&gt;80.Muzica anilor '80 e cea mai tare&lt;br /&gt;81.Imi place galeria lui Dinamo&lt;br /&gt;82.Tin cu AC Milan&lt;br /&gt;83.Aglomeratia si haosul din Bucuresti ma calmeaza&lt;br /&gt;84.Uuuuh, she's a little runaway... in '84 a aparut primul album Bon Jovi care imi place la nebunie:)&lt;br /&gt;85.Imi place de Alex, tipul care canta "Doar ea":)&lt;br /&gt;86.Vorbesc mult&lt;br /&gt;87.Imi place sa filozofez&lt;br /&gt;88.Cateodata fac pe interesanta&lt;br /&gt;89.Nu suport ipocritii&lt;br /&gt;90.Sunt directa&lt;br /&gt;91.Acum m-am nascut eu:)) (1991)&lt;br /&gt;92.Imi place sa ma bag unde nu-mi fierbe oala si sa demaschez cand ceva e in neregula&lt;br /&gt;93.Nu-mi plac pitipoancele&lt;br /&gt;94.Imi place de Adi Despot&lt;br /&gt;95.Ma enerveaza Tudor Chirila&lt;br /&gt;96.Imi place rosul&lt;br /&gt;97.Imi place negrul&lt;br /&gt;98.Eram rockerita turbata acum vreo 2 ani, acum m-am mai potolit:)&lt;br /&gt;99.Imi plac blugii, sunt cel mai tare lucru inventat vreodata, traiasca Levi Strauss:)&lt;br /&gt;100.Imi place Adidas&lt;br /&gt;101.Sunt eu insami&lt;br /&gt;102.Imi place cum arat si ma simt bine in pielea mea&lt;br /&gt;103.Sunt "daddy's girl"&lt;br /&gt;104.Sunt rebela familiei&lt;br /&gt;105.Imi place sa chiulesc de la economie&lt;br /&gt;105.Imi place la piscina&lt;br /&gt;106.Imi plac "baietii rai"&lt;br /&gt;107.Pentru mine e mai importanta cariera decat banii pe care ii castig in cariera:)&lt;br /&gt;108.Vreau sa ajung cineva:D&lt;br /&gt;109.Vreau sa-mi depasesc conditia umana&lt;br /&gt;110.Numarul 5 e numarul meu norocos&lt;br /&gt;111.Nu cred in superstitii&lt;br /&gt;112.Imi plac cainii&lt;br /&gt;113.NUmarul 666 pentru mine nu are nicio insemnatate&lt;br /&gt;114.Nu cred in Rai sau Iad&lt;br /&gt;115.Imi place sa imi astern toate gandurile pe hartie&lt;br /&gt;116.Ma refugiez in muzica&lt;br /&gt;117.Ascult Metallica&lt;br /&gt;118.Imi place de nebuna de Pink&lt;br /&gt;119.Sunt foarte sociabila&lt;br /&gt;120.Imi plac oamenii comunicativi&lt;br /&gt;121.Sunt... profunda...:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4109965000126479214?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4109965000126479214/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4109965000126479214' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4109965000126479214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-6508009226114221558</id><published>2009-06-30T23:45:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:04:18.553+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chitara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>Majorat, Michael Jackson, amintiri si muzica...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Skp9xzTdnjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nO1tVl-965Y/s1600-h/Michael_Jackson-Bad-Frontal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Skp9xzTdnjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nO1tVl-965Y/s200/Michael_Jackson-Bad-Frontal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353229401622158898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people! Am revenit dupa o saptamana petrecuta la tara unde nu am avut acces la internet sau altele... Am revenit dupa vestea socanta: moartea lui Michael Jackson. As fi ipocrita sa nu recunosc faptul ca eu am crescut cu muzica lui si chiar daca de cativa ani ascult rock, nu l-am uitat nicio clipa ca artist. Unii l-au condamnat pentru ca si-a facut-o cu mana lui si altele, dar pe mine nu m-a interesant niciodata viata lui personala si cate operatii si-a facut pentru ca avea gargauni la creieri. Pe mine m-a fascinat daruirea, tehnica muzicala, dansul si culoarea artistica pe care o transmitea in toate piesele lui. A fost un geniu si toti stiu asta! Reusea sa bage in delir mii de oameni, reusea sa energizeze stadioane intregi, reusea sa te faca sa traiesti fiecare clipa de parca ar fi fost ultima. Cine va mai putea face asta vreodata? Dupa cateva zile de Michael Jackson, pentru ca pe programele de muzica vreo 3 zile, a fost difuzat numai M. Jackson, am descoperit ca toate piesele lui si cariera lui de succes mi-au lasat un gust amar. Mi-ar fi placut sa-l vad live, sa traiesc si eu ce au trait parintii mei in '92, cand eu eram inca un bebelus idiot (nu stiu daca eram idioata, dar...). Revenind la noi, astia de rand de traim in Romania, duminica fac 18 ani:|. Ba, baiatule si parca mai ieri eram o copilita intepata de n-avea stare si se juca cu masinile... Da, da eu ma jucam cu masinile cand eram mica... In alta ordine de idei, vreau la mare! Il vreau pe tipul misterios cu ochii verzi, vreau sa-mi cante la chitara si sa ma adoarma... Asta imi doresc... de majorat vreau sa-l primesc cadou pe misteriosul cu ochi verzi:x... Cine se ofera?:D. Mi-e dor de mare, mi-e dor de oameni vechi, uitati, mi-e dor de vocea lui... de acordurile chitarii, mi-e dor de "noi"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-6508009226114221558?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6508009226114221558/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=6508009226114221558' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6508009226114221558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/6508009226114221558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/majorat-michael-jackson-amintiri-si.html' title='Majorat, Michael Jackson, amintiri si muzica...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/Skp9xzTdnjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/nO1tVl-965Y/s72-c/Michael_Jackson-Bad-Frontal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3117347623679884084</id><published>2009-06-24T23:16:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:23:42.825+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilarie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vama Veche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><title type='text'>17 ani... infinit:x</title><content type='html'>Au mai ramas 10 zile si 40 de minute pana voi deveni adult... stiti voi, va tot povesteam ca ma sperie gandul asta.. Responsabilitate, maturitate si realism... I don't give a fuck! In seara asta am descoperit o piesa de la Vama- 17 si am de gand s-o mai ascult cat mai pot sa simt piesa din punct de vedere biologic:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/overthemoon93/1f1e1bbe3318cc.swf"&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://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/overthemoon93/1f1e1bbe3318cc.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vama- 17 ani&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 ani, baierame, timiditate, inceput, &lt;br /&gt;Saliva, buze, rasuflare, &lt;br /&gt;Noapte alba, lacul tei, &lt;br /&gt;Ciorapi de dama, suferinta, fotografie, ramas-bun, &lt;br /&gt;Disperare, hohote de ras, politie, rasarit, metrou, &lt;br /&gt;Prietenie, plaja, foc, dragoste, putere, tinerete, fum, &lt;br /&gt;Iubire, amintire, val, nepasare, lupta, orgasm ideal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 mii, pahar, tigara, camin, speranta, asternut, &lt;br /&gt;Betie, cantec, ignoranta, ruscas, nisip, gara de nord, &lt;br /&gt;Carte de munca, libertate, urlet, rana, &lt;br /&gt;Scarba, mila, lasitate, orgoliu, furie, nedreptate, &lt;br /&gt;Mizerie, otrava, rautate, violenta, sange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Succes, povara, somnifer, avutie, aer, secunda, ger, &lt;br /&gt;Invidie, depravare, nerabdare, goana, depresie, mal, &lt;br /&gt;Delfini, lumina, orizont, liniste, furtuna, despartire, somn, &lt;br /&gt;Albastru, cersetor, destin, ratacire, suflet, coroana, chin, &lt;br /&gt;Uitare, lacrima, copil, oboseala, tremur, prevestrire, har, &lt;br /&gt;Speranta, judecata, scrum, &lt;br /&gt;Asteptare, zambet, credinta, drum, &lt;br /&gt;Destertaciune, stele, foc, &lt;br /&gt;Intuneric, inger, nemurire, nimic, &lt;br /&gt;Calatorie, univers, molecula, dor, infïnït…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-3117347623679884084?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3117347623679884084/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3117347623679884084' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3117347623679884084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3117347623679884084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/17-ani-infinitx.html' title='17 ani... infinit:x'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3598791867950020328</id><published>2009-06-24T20:44:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:02:00.754+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dulceata de visine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='umbre'/><title type='text'>Fantezii cu dulceata de visine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bucataras.ro/uploads/modules/news/1018/gemvisine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 472px; height: 354px;" src="http://www.bucataras.ro/uploads/modules/news/1018/gemvisine.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da! M-am trezit acum un sfert de ora in niste mirosuri imbatatoare care veneau din bucatarie... Intru eu tip-til, sa nu ma fac simtita si imi sare in ochi oala inspumata cu visine:x. Mami, face dulceata! Am simtit parca un fior in corp, ca pe vremea cand eram mica, veneam de la joaca murdara "ca un purcel" si saream pe bunica mea sa-mi dea dulceata de visine. Cina mea pe atunci consta intr-o cana de lapte cald si cateva felii de paine cu dulceata de visine... Fericita de ceea ce vazusem, intru pe mess si ii dau vestea cui altcuiva, daca nu lui Domyno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: esti?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: &lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: sunt&lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: nebun dupa tine&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: ghici ce face mama?&lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: m-am trezit in niste mirosuri&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: sunt...&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: &lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: tarta de visine&lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: ?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: nu&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: dulceatzaaa&lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: de visine?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: da&lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: frateee&lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: te bat&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: e singura dulceata pe care o mananc&lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: imi dai si mie un borcan&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: vii la mine pisi si-ti dau?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: da o servim romantic la un pahar de apa rece de izvor intr-o d'aia... chestie din'aia pt dulceaca&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ: chelsea sau cum ii zice?&lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: habar n-am&lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: vin pisi&lt;br /&gt;Domyno Domyno: cum sa nu vin&lt;br /&gt; The end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In alta ordine de idei, zilele astea am fost calauzita de piesa lui James Morrison cu NElly Furtado- Broken strings ca nah, doar e vara, doar e mai mult timp liber, iar figurile de ceara nu au ce sa faca decat sa controleze viata altora...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smartnow.com/content/DanceBabyDance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 261px;" src="http://www.smartnow.com/content/DanceBabyDance.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum ascult Michael Bolton-When a man loves a woman 8-&gt;... si ma imaginez... Pe un ring de dans intunecat, imbracata intr-o roochie neagra eleganta, dansad cu tipul misterios cu ochii verzi:x... Nu la mare, de data asta vreau undeva unde sa ni se contureze doar truprile in umbra, iar figurile de ceara sa ne priveasca la infinit.. Avem miscari rebele dar senzuale, tandre dar originale, suntem imbatati cu arta si ne exprimam prin dans, transmitem toate trairile noastre... E un dans divin... ireal, prin care poate candva imi voi depasi conditia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Da, vreau sa-mi depasesc conditia umana, stiti doar!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-3598791867950020328?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3598791867950020328/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3598791867950020328' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3598791867950020328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3598791867950020328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/fantezii-cu-dulceata-de-visine.html' title='Fantezii cu dulceata de visine...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3004069090699927239</id><published>2009-06-18T15:01:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:04:58.777+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plaja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vama Veche'/><title type='text'>Vama Veche...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tripper.ro/img/galerie/rasarit%20in%20Vama%20Veche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.tripper.ro/img/galerie/rasarit%20in%20Vama%20Veche.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se poate sa fie zi...&lt;br /&gt;Se poate sa fie noapte...&lt;br /&gt;Se poate sa fie vara...&lt;br /&gt;La fel cum iarna poate fi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nisipul sa fie ud&lt;br /&gt;Iar marea un pic amara&lt;br /&gt;Nisipul sa zgarie lin&lt;br /&gt;Iar marea sa fie murdara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vrei soare, soare iti dau&lt;br /&gt;Sau pielea ti-e ruda cu luna&lt;br /&gt;Pe stanci daca vrei te sarut&lt;br /&gt;Sau in apa...mi-e totuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pot sa te aleg dintr-o suta&lt;br /&gt;In ochi sa ai inima mea&lt;br /&gt;Sa-ncerc sa ma ascund de iubire&lt;br /&gt;Dar sa nu te mai&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu te mai pot uita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar noaptea sa ai pielea uda&lt;br /&gt;Insetata sa tragi din tigara&lt;br /&gt;Pe mare se aude sirena &lt;br /&gt;Al tau san imi mangaie mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Povestea merge mai departe&lt;br /&gt;Ca vantul din Vama Veche...&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu pot sa mai continui&lt;br /&gt;Caci eu mi-am gasit pereche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Povestea merge mai departe&lt;br /&gt;Ca vantul din Vama Veche...&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu pot sa mai continui&lt;br /&gt;Saruta-ma in ureche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am plecat la Vama Veche&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa imi gasesc pereche&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns la Vama Veche &lt;br /&gt;Si sunt apucat de streche&lt;br /&gt;Stau pe plaja-n Vama Veche&lt;br /&gt;Si-am sarutul in ureche&lt;br /&gt;Doar pe plaja-n Vama Veche&lt;br /&gt;Noi toti vom avea pereche.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-3004069090699927239?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3004069090699927239/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3004069090699927239' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3004069090699927239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3004069090699927239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/vama-veche.html' title='Vama Veche...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-2658039782029796673</id><published>2009-06-17T22:48:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:37:45.086+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plaja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filozofie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebunie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fara sens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Sweet dreams are made of this....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.relationshiptherapylondon.co.uk/images/lovers_shore_sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 379px;" src="http://www.relationshiptherapylondon.co.uk/images/lovers_shore_sunset.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viseeeeez! Sa zbooor! Sa evadez! Vara, soare, plaja, mare... De mica am fost fascinata de mare. Stiti piesa celor de la Vama Veche-Omul plajei? Ei, cam asa sunt eu.. M-as muta la mare pentru totdeauna:x. Ce bine era sa fie Bucurestiul la mare, era perfect:). I want hiiiim! Vise, amintiri, sentimente, nisip ud, valuri, alge si fum de tigara.. Ne leaga oare toate astea? Mi-e dor de "noi"... Un "noi" mai apropiat, atat fizic cat si sufletesc, un "noi" care nu se va plictisi niciodata sa-si traiasca viata, un "noi" spontan, inteligent, egoist, incapatanat...&lt;br /&gt;Un "noi" pregatit intotdeauna sa isi ia un rucsac si sa fuga... Un el care incearca sa gaseasca o solutie pentru a ajunge la ea, o ea rebela care viseaza la ziua cand se vor intalni inca din copilarie... Oare va fi posibil? Dupa ani si ani, cand din sufletele noastre de acum va ramane doar scrum, dupa ani si ani in care ne vom lupta cu realitatea, va mai fi posibila o poveste de iubire? O iubire de-o vara pe malul marii? Nisipul intepandu-mi usor talpile, vantul jucandu-se prin parul meu, sarea care se va usca pe pielea lui, algele, soarele care rasare si fumul de tigara eliberat de buzele lui carnoase si pictate cu tutun... Ne vom intalni vreodata cu aceste momente? Pielea uda, marea amara, sarut salbatic, briza racoroasa.. Parca as schita un tablou sau o scena dintr-un film... Dorinta, pasiune si intr-un final suferinta... Suntem programati pentru asta. Destinul e de partea noastra doar cateva clipe. Vom stii sa profitam de ele sa fim fericiti? Sa ne iubim, sa copilarim impreuna si sa ne transpunem in propriile ganduri? Noapte, cearsafuri albe de matase, perdele turcoaz, vant, muzica in surdina, lumina obosita... Noi... Dansam in intuneric si pe peretii ingalbeniti de vreme, ni se contureaza trupurile... Suntem niste fantasme imbatate de nebunie... Ne iubim! Murim, renastem, ne oprim, respiram... Plecam intr-o calatorie onirica din care "fiecare scapa cum poate"... Plang... Te strig, nu ma auzi.. Ies pe strazile cenusii, pe asfaltul incins, luminile imi zambesc. "Stiu ca ma asteapta"... E pe plaja... Radem, alergam prin neant, ratacim, pierdem vremea... suntem "noi". Rebeli, visatori, fericiti si filozofi... Ne transpunem in fiecare obiect care ne iese in cale, ne reintalnim si adormim franti de amintire si imbatati de nebunie... Isi aprinde o tigara, eu il mangai pe spate... E superb! Sunt nebuna! Il ador.. Incepe o noua zi... Am visat... Telefonul imi distrage atentia. E el, cu ochii goi, ma asteapta... pe plaja... e un ritual neinteles..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-2658039782029796673?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/2658039782029796673/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=2658039782029796673' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/2658039782029796673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/2658039782029796673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweet-dreams-are-made-of-this.html' title='Sweet dreams are made of this....'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3970812713268889810</id><published>2009-06-16T00:02:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:25:33.479+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nunta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><title type='text'>Wedding time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geekologie.com/2007/07/17/wedding-bands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://www.geekologie.com/2007/07/17/wedding-bands.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va-ti fi imaginati vreodata ca eu m-am maritat?:))... Da , da! E oficial... Azi, 15 iunie 2009, m-am maritat:). Am vrut sa va fac si voua publica asta, nu v-am chemat la nunta ca a fost ceva pe fuga fara preoti, ritualuri si chestii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:10:02): iubii&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:10:08): oh da&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:10:11): ce faci iubi?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:10:12): &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:10:24): stiu io ca nu te bucuri ca am intrat pe tine &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:10:59): ba ma bucur&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:11:02): ce-ti veni?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:11:11): stateam de vb cu mama&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:11:24): o convingeai sa ma aduca la majoratul tau &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:11:25): ?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:11:29): da&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:11:33): daca ai avion personal&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:11:34): &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:11:48): aveti aeroport?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:11:59): avem la iesire din tgv&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:12:40): se anunta chef mare aa?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:12:47): &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:12:52): cred&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:13:02): dar daca lipsesti tu cu chitara n-o sa fie chef&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:13:15): aaa))&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:13:47): o sa caaant&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:14:04): &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:14:12): i'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:14:16): &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:15:43): de ce sunt primul in top?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:16:12): ca au disparut aia dinaintea ta&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:16:23): m-am certat cu tibi si nah&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:16:24): &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:16:28): te deranjeaza? ca te scot&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:16:44):  credeam ca e un motiv mai special si..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:16:50): pai da..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:16:52): esti special&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:17:04): noroc cu tibi&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:17:19): nuuu&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:17:25): oricum acum esti the one&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:18:14): i've missed you&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:18:46): miemi zici?cu toate ca.. de abea aseara miam dat seama&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:18:55): de ce ti-ai dat seama?&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:19:07): ca miai lipsit&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:19:17): ce sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla, bla... chestii neinteresante..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:57:20): ah apropo&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:57:24): ti-am zis?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:57:35): m-a intrebat roxi daca suntem impreuna&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:58:39): aaa?&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:58:40): stai asa&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:58:42): cee?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:58:40): m-a intrebat roxi daca suntem impreuna&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:58:42): &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:58:50): cand?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:58:50): azi&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:59:14): &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:59:16): ai mai vb cu ea?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:59:26): da&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:59:27): vb mereu&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:59:28): &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:59:34): ne citim blogurile..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:59:47): i-am zis ca nu ne-am vauzt niciodata deci nu avem cum&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 22:59:50): opaa..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:59:49): la care ea..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 22:59:52): a pai ce daca?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:00:01): vine vara va vedeti pana atunci puteti fi impreuna pe mess&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:00:02): &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:00:27): ce minte isteatza are saraca de ea &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:00:37): de ce ma ce ai cu ea?&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:00:45): nimic )&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:01:04): dar tu nu mai vb cu ea?&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:01:10): aa stiu asta &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:01:18): neam foarte certat &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:01:45): &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:01:48): nasol..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:01:55): la nunta noastra o chem sa stii&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:02:00): chiar daca sunteti certati&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:07:18): si cu noi cum ramane?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:07:37): pai cum vrei sa ramana?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:07:45): te dai in vant dupa chestiile virtuale?&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:08:00): nu stiu &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:08:02): tu ce zici?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:08:32): eu am intrebat prima..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:08:34): raspunde..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:08:35): &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:08:41): nu stiu ce gandesti..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:21:16): tu defapt ce vrei?&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:22:49): nu prea stiu. nu ma gandesc la viitor in sensul.. "sa am o familie.. o slujba.. un cacat.. " ci.."devin vedeta.. am bani celebritate.. ma distrez.." si cam atat.. &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:22:55): bine.. paote exagerez putin dar..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:23:02): si eu gandesc la fel stai linistit&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:23:07): deocamdata vreau sa scap de viata de ccat de acum..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:23:15): inteleg,...&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:23:22): ma refeream la mine.. la noi..&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:24:21): sincer.. ma gandisem odata.. sau visasem nu mai stiu sigur.. ca noi nu vom mai tine legatura.. pana la un moment dat.. adica.. pana peste 3 ani asa..&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:24:25): cand intram eu la fac.&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:24:30): si apoi.. &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:24:34): nu mai stiu ce se intampla..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:24:31): asa..&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:24:35): cacat..&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:24:46): iar peste putin timp.. ne vedeam intro trupa &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:24:45): legatura daca tu n-o vei rupe, ea va exista mereu&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:24:50): sau cam asa..&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:31:55): i wanna be your valentine&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:32:22): you are my valentine &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:32:34): oficial?&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:32:46): habar nam &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:32:47): &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:32:53): pana nu semnezi actele nui niciodata oficial&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:32:53): &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:33:06): mi se rupe de chestii legale si hartii&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:33:39):  de parca miemi pasa &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:33:44): conteaza ce crezi tus i eu&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:33:59): pai sa modific stare relatie pe hi5&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:34:02): uh&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:34:05): deja intru si eu&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:34:07): e de bine&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:34:19): )&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:34:24): baga&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:34:25): casatorita&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:34:26): &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:34:26): &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:34:46): pai tre sa bagi si tu ca nu's casatorita singura&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:36:34): bag bag &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:36:56): serios?inca nu m-ai cerut...&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:37:01): vrei sa fii sotia mea pana cand moartea ne va desparti?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:37:14): daaaa&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:37:27): gata&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:37:31): gata si eu&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:37:42): ah &lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:38:06): si cu copiii care treaba?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:38:13): vrei 2 nu?&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:38:14): si eu&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:38:50): suntem speciali&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:39:02): chiar suntem&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:39:58): am nevasta&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:40:06): acuma faci mancare..speli chiloti&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:40:03): am nevastoi&lt;br /&gt;Florin BJ (15.06.2009 23:40:06): &lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:40:07): ok&lt;br /&gt;Sandra FCD BJ (15.06.2009 23:40:10): le fac si p'astea&lt;br /&gt;The end... asta e o parte din toata discutia... Stiti voi, vara, soare, aberatii:))... Mi-am tras sot;;)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postul este un pamflet, deci trebuie tratat ca atare:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-3970812713268889810?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3970812713268889810/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3970812713268889810' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3970812713268889810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3970812713268889810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-time.html' title='Wedding time...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3623030864958161406</id><published>2009-06-14T23:44:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:54:14.580+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gesi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nensi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><title type='text'>I'll be there for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.hi5.com/0040/502/873/c6Smps502873-02.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos1.hi5.com/0040/502/873/c6Smps502873-02.bmp" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O piesa care de fiecare data cand o ascult imi aduce aminte de cate cineva... I'll be there for him... Mi-am propus ca incepand de azi, 15 iunie 2009 [fara un sfert de ora] sa visez, sa-mi traiesc viata si sa nu-mi pese de nimiiiic:.... I wanna be loved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multi pupici pt Gesi, de la Nensi fara nr... Gesi stie de ce:)) Iti dedic piesa Gesi, fiindca ti-a luat mami tau chilotei noi:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time you're really leaving&lt;br /&gt;I heard your suitcase say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And as my broken heart lies bleeding&lt;br /&gt;You say true love in suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you're cried a thousand rivers&lt;br /&gt;And now you're swimming for the shore&lt;br /&gt;You left me drowning in my tears&lt;br /&gt;And you won't save me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm praying to God&lt;br /&gt;You'll give me one more chance, boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe I want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;br /&gt;Words can't say what a love can do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know we're had some good times&lt;br /&gt;How they have their own hiding place&lt;br /&gt;I can promise you tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;But I can't buy back yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And baby you know my hands are dirty&lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to be your valentine&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the water when you get thirsty, baby&lt;br /&gt;When you get drink, I'll be the wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe I want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;br /&gt;Words can't say what a love can do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn't there when you were happy&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't there when you were down&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to miss your birthday, baby&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'd seen you blow those candles out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe I want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;br /&gt;Words can't say what a love can do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-3623030864958161406?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3623030864958161406/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=3623030864958161406' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3623030864958161406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/3623030864958161406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-be-there-for-you.html' title='I&apos;ll be there for you...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-1844739948680122612</id><published>2009-06-14T22:22:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:52:40.118+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calatorii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bucuresti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacanta'/><title type='text'>Summertime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SjVUy8KL0OI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xyf0eTAyVHs/s1600-h/PIC_4381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SjVUy8KL0OI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xyf0eTAyVHs/s200/PIC_4381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347273366691369186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacantaaaa! Weekendul asta am fost plecata la tara unde am evadat putin prin niste paduri dragute, am furat cirese si am cules flori... Exact ca in vremurile cand eram copil si ma cataram prin toti pomii, ma tavaleam in iarba si radeam la nori. Astazi, mai profunda, totul imi parea ireal. Azi-noapte am visat foarte frumos, am dormit linistita si m-am trezit plina de viata:). Am visat un baiat, misterios, dintr-un alt oras, era un port, o mare, o gara si el... cu ochii verzi 8-&gt;. Revenind in planul real, a venit vacanta, au revenit orele de somn bine meritate, zilele insorite, flirturile fierbinti de pe plaja, cantatul sub cerul liber, alergatul prin statiile de metrou din Bucuresti, timpul pierdut pe mess si cel mai important, a venit ultima mea vacanta ca si copil. Fac si 18 ani si vara viitoare o sa am BAC-ul , Admiterea, etc. si n-o sa ma mai distrez asa:). In alta ordine de idei, odata cu visul de azi-noapte, a inviat o parte din "noi", "noi"-ul ala de prima data separat de distanta, idei diferite, etc. Mi-e dor de mare... Vreau sa plec la mare, vreau sa-l vaaaad, vreau sa fim "noi"... Odata cu venirea verii, revin amintirile din anii anteriori. Spuneti voi, vara nu e cel mai tare anotimp ever in care avem parte de absolut orice?:) [mai putin schiatul si snowboarding-ul dar...]. Iubesc varaaaa, iubesc soarele, iubesc marea, iubesc muzica, il iubesc pe Jon Bon Jovi, iubesc pe "noi"... Cred ca si el se gandeste la mine... iar daca nu, ma gandesc eu pt amandoi... Summertime! Let's go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-1844739948680122612?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1844739948680122612/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=1844739948680122612' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1844739948680122612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/1844739948680122612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SjVUy8KL0OI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xyf0eTAyVHs/s72-c/PIC_4381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7440953388133379883</id><published>2009-06-08T21:18:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:21:57.157+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patricia kaas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kennedy rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><title type='text'>Kennedy Rose</title><content type='html'>De ce? Pentru ca e o piesa senzuala care ma inspira... De ce Patricia Kaas? Pentru ca stilul ei e unic. Asadar, piesa "Kennedy Rose" a Patriciei Kaas imi place la nebunie si vreau sa o lucrez pentru urmatorul spectacol sau festival.. Ce ziceti? Mi se potriveste?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/anna_k/83c71061517bca.swf?color=@@COLOR@@"&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://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/anna_k/83c71061517bca.swf?color=@@COLOR@@" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="46"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patricia Kaas - Kennedy Rose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica" title="Muzica"&gt;Asculta mai multe audio Muzica &amp;raquo;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7440953388133379883?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7440953388133379883/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7440953388133379883' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7440953388133379883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7440953388133379883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/kennedy-rose.html' title='Kennedy Rose'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-9077350655191492253</id><published>2009-06-06T22:17:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:28:31.462+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concurs'/><title type='text'>The end...</title><content type='html'>Yeeeey! Am terminat totul cu brio(inclusiv scoala)! Azi am avut ultima activitate pe anul asta scolar si anume concursul Mini-Megastar de la Bucuresti la care am luat locul 1:). Am cantat tot "Milord", dar se pare ca a prins la public si la juriu. Au fost numai voci bune in concurs din toata tara, fiecare s-au valorificat in felul lor, dar eu am avut se pare un atuu: piesa in franceza impreuna cu "pronuntia impecabila" (sa-l citez pe Mihai Vanica), dar si atitudinea, tinuta, etc (nu degeaba am luat Miss Elegenata:D). Drumul a fost obositor pana la Bucuresti, dar cand am revenit in orasul meu de suflet deja imi incarcasem bateriile. Dupa concurs ne-am oprit la Mc impreuna cu Mihai Vanica, din juriu, mai schimband cateva vorbe (m-am ales cu nr lui si mailul pt o viitoare colaborare), deci nu m-am dus bou si am venit vaca:)). Am incheiat cu brio obiectivele pe anul acesta si sunt foarte fericita! Le multumesc celor care m-au sustinut si au fost alaturi de mine:). Mai am sa-mi iau carnetul auto si gata, miss independent scrie pe mine:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va pup, va iubesc si aveti grija de voi&gt;:D&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-9077350655191492253?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/9077350655191492253/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=9077350655191492253' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/9077350655191492253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/9077350655191492253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/end.html' title='The end...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-4717999859424116378</id><published>2009-06-06T08:49:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:23:56.498+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss si mister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concurs'/><title type='text'>Emotii, lacrimi, bucurie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SioI3gtE5NI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Cj6uV3U7BmQ/s1600-h/PIC_4270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SioI3gtE5NI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Cj6uV3U7BmQ/s200/PIC_4270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344093657593341138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O parte din participantii balului:Radu(mister eleganta), Creatza, Blonda(miss), Tiko, Sandra, Curly, Radu(mister) si Mutu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SioJOCEHcTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IGM1V8a1S_c/s1600-h/PIC_4280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SioJOCEHcTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IGM1V8a1S_c/s200/PIC_4280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344094044505469234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aici sunt eu cu baietii:Tibi, Radu, Tiko, Mutu, Radu si TwoBad:).&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone! Aseara a avut loc balul mult asteptat care a iesit super:). Ne-am distrat, am avut emotii am plans si am dat tot ce am avut mai bun din noi. Am luat locul 3 (Miss eleganta) si sincer, nici acum nu-mi vine sa cred:D. A fost un bal reusit cu probe care ne-au incurcat sau nu (cei care au fost stiu de ce), cu incidente neplacute si zvonuri. Vreau sa felicit toti participantii pentru ca numai noi stim cat am muncit sa iasa show-ul de aseara si numai noi (si cu Georgiana-coregrafa) stim cati nervi s-au omorat si cate vanatai, lovituri si lacrimi au fost (nu va ganditi ca ne-am batut, la repetitii ne mai loveam din cand in cand). Desi ieri am avut o zi tensionata, totul a iesit ok intr-un final:). Balul a inceput prin prezentarea participantilor care spre surprinderea mea, aproape a iesit. Unii dintre noi au invatat sa numere chiar pana la 9 si a fost putina dezordine in asezarea concurentilor pe scena:)).Dupa prezentare a cantat "marele" Puya in jur de vreo 20-30 de minute. Puya era cam beat, drogat, nu stiu exact, dar mai mult vb decat canta. Cel mai trist a fost atunci cand dupa ce a iesit Puya din scena, sala ramasese aproape goala, pentru ca toti cocalarii(stiu ce spun, sa nu se simta ceilalti), au venit la acest bal doar pt Puya si nu sa vada rezultatul muncii unor oameni cu un coeficient de inteligenta mai mare decat al lor. Poftim cultura!:D Apoi s-a continuat cu proba de aptitudini, cand fiecare a aratat ce stie sa faca mai bine. Eu am cantat piesa celor de la Aerosmith-I don't wanna miss a thing, pe care am dedicat-o mamei mele, deoarece ieri a fost ziua ei:). Dupa proba de aptitudini, a urmat proba de dans, cand toti s-au lasat purtati de ritmurile muzicii (din pacate, noi nu am stiut pe ce piese vom dansa, dar ne-a iesit). Ultima proba si cea mai dura, spun asta pt ca multi dintre noi am pierdut aici, a fost proba surpriza cu intrebari surpriza. Intrebari de gandire in raspunsurile carora trebuia sa dai dovada de originalitate. Mie mi-a picat cea mai penibila intrebare din concurs "In ce l-ai transforma pe fostul iubit?". Emotii, ganduri necurate la adresa fostului iubit si un raspuns la fel de patetic ca si fostul iubit: nu l-as transforma in nimic, deoarece are deja prea multe defecte. Pe moment imi venise sa spun ca l-as transforma intr-un geniu neinteles ca sa-si poata depasi conditia umana pentru ca el este un tip superficial care traieste intr-o banalitate continua, dar mi-era teama de reactia publicului. In final, s-au anuntat si premiile si anume: Mister eleganta: Radu de la mine din liceu, orginal si simpatic, miss eleganta: Sandra, mister popularitate: Silviu, miss popularitate: Flor, iar titlurile de Miss si Mister DB 2009, le-au revenit Andreei(Blonda din Liceul de Muzica) si partenerului ei, Radu (Carabella).Am plecat apoi emotionati si fericiti la after party in Amnezia, unde toata lumea s-a simtit super si ne-am distrat pana dimineata. Acum m-am trezit pt ca in scurt timp plec la Bucuresti la Casa Radio pentru un concurs de muzica. In sfarsit, aceste saptamani de truda si oboseala s-au valorificat:). Viata e prea scurta pt regrete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I've got nothing to prove for it's you that I die to defend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-4717999859424116378?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4717999859424116378/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=4717999859424116378' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4717999859424116378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/4717999859424116378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/emotii-lacrimi-bucurie.html' title='Emotii, lacrimi, bucurie...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7yVx0IDLbNw/SioI3gtE5NI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Cj6uV3U7BmQ/s72-c/PIC_4270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-7979055745882370762</id><published>2009-06-03T21:42:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:36:29.945+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><title type='text'>Bombonelu', Iliescu si baba:))</title><content type='html'>Hello,hello! Azi am avut o zi pliiina:).Dupa ce m-am enervat la sport pt ca mie mi-a iesit media 7 iar altora care n-au fost tot anul la ore le-a iesit media 10 pe cantat, fie pe vrajeala, am mers fericita la repetitii(nu eram fericita pt media de la sport ci pt faptul ca azi am purtat un tricou cu Bon Jovi:x, thanks B.J.:x). Acolo, caterinca ca de obicei:). Dsoara coregrafa ne-a spus pentru prima data in 3 saptamani ca suntem tari la dans si anume la hora:D. Asta a fost o chestie de notat in calendar, progresam ce mama dracu'? La ora 2 juma, 3 fara ceva, ne-am strans in fata la Sindicate pentru marea intalnire cu Adrian Nastase, Ion Iliescu si Rovana Plumb... Dupa ce au oprit astia masinile, au coborat elegant Bombonelu' cu nea Nelu si madam Plumb, cu un mers leganat si cu mainile pe sus au trecut prin multime, Bombonelu' mangaindu-ma pe fata [am ras cu Tiko mult timp pe tema asta]. Dupa ce ne-am asezat pe acolo, am ascultat discursurile "marilor" politicieni si am asteptat ca dobitocii sa iasa somitatile din sala... La iesire, nea Nelu dadu noroc cu mine, lu' Bombonel tragandu-i un zabet cuceritor [pauza de ras]. In afara de faptul ca oamenii au stiut cum sa ne minta ca sa ii votam (sau nu), totul a fost foarte misto:). Dupa intalnirea cu comunistii, ăăă, inteligentii care doresc sa conduca tara [aiurea!], am plecat la Priseaca sa impartim galeti oamenilor. O alta isprava a fost in momentul in care o baba a iesit din curte sa ne ceara galeti, incercand sa-i smulga lui Tiko una din mana... bietul baiat s-a ales cu o zgarietura de toata frumusetea datorita manichiurii nefacute a babei. S-a tinut cotoroanta vreo 50 de m dupa noi, pana la urma i-am dat galeata ca nah, nu mai scapam de ea... Am revenit la civilizatie si am mai stat sa radem ceva timp si in fata la sediul ### ca sa fie ziua ziua:D. Maine, o iau de la capat si vineri va astept la bal! Va pup:)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Promit sa pun poza cu participantii de la bal maine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-7979055745882370762?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7979055745882370762/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=7979055745882370762' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7979055745882370762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/7979055745882370762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/bombonelu-iliescu-si-baba.html' title='Bombonelu&apos;, Iliescu si baba:))'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-2710501130540447297</id><published>2009-06-02T21:43:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:58:51.255+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni &quot;atotstiutori&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concurs'/><title type='text'>Rain,rain,rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://marshupee.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/bc026the-last-dance-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 338px; height: 450px;" src="http://marshupee.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/bc026the-last-dance-posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ploua!Bai da' in ce hal! A fost o furtuna cam urata dar acum a trecut (abia s-a racorit afara). I-am promis lui Tiko ca o sa scriu pe blog despre ce s-a intamplat azi la repetitii. Asadar, avem o noua coregrafa care isi cam distruge corzile vocale incercand sa ne explice cate ceva, iar noi de multe ori nu stim ce sa facem pt ca nu intelegem. In fine... azi s-a iscat o cearta de mama focului intre coregrafa si unul din organizatori lasandu-de cu paruiala [exagerez] si cu replici pline de orgoliu si superioritate din partea fiecareia [erau 2 pasarici nah]. Noi, fericiti ca luasem o pauza micuta de cateva minute,ne-am asezat pe canapele fiind atenti (sau nu) la ce se discuta, pana in momentul in care calvarul a reinceput. Organizatoarea a plecat si am ramas cu "sefa" cu care am dansat timp de... multe minute... Eram 4 perechi care dansam, 3 dansam corect, iar una gresea... Dansul il relua toata lumea haotic si stresant, in timp ce celelalte perechi stateau pe canapea si se stricau de ras probabil cand ne vedeau in situatia asta. Dupa aproape 3 saptamani de repetitie, am descoperit ca unii dintre noi nu stiu sa numere pana la 8 si nu stiu inca ce e ala ritm, masura, pas... Balul va iesi super misto, va garantez... Mai avem ceva de lucrat la proba de dans care nu stim in ce va consta. Va fi un colaj de melodii pe care noi nu le vom sti si vom dansa probabil ca descreieratii pe acolo, impresionanad juriul prin cat de bine stim sa dam din fund:)). Iti place Tiko ce a iesit nu? M-ai inspirat... Cat despre mine ce sa va spun? Oboseala, munca, scoala, canto, sambata mai am un concurs la Casa Radio in Bucuresti, iar oficial de la 8 iunie sunt libera... Poate ma apuc si eu odata de scoala de soferi ca imbatranesc si nu mai iau permisul. Va pup si va iubesc! I miss him:).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064239585883642419-2710501130540447297?l=sandrafcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/feeds/2710501130540447297/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064239585883642419&amp;postID=2710501130540447297' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/2710501130540447297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064239585883642419/posts/default/2710501130540447297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandrafcd.blogspot.com/2009/06/rainrainrain.html' title='Rain,rain,rain...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16361604113608783518</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/-vOq-BGYKWWw/TkBUyRG7KTI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Maxa_G-NveM/s220/29932_124851290878942_100000622154295_178793_8080153_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064239585883642419.post-3502073929081827785</id><published>2009-06-01T21:32:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:53:20.024+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss si mister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oameni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caterinca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concurs'/><title type='text'>Fucking stuff...</title><content type='html'>My guitar lies bleeding in my arms:x. O piesa geniala:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people!Vin cu vesti noi;;).Sambata am avut un concurs, mai precis concursul national "Un talent innascut" care s-a desfasurat la Rm. Valcea si la care am luat locul 2 la sectiunea solistica si locul 1 la sectiunea grup, impreuna cu fetele.Obosita si fericita, am adormit... Duminica a fost o iesire in familie la tara, iar azi am luat-o de la capat.De dimineata am fost la Altex, apoi m-am intalnit cu B.J. (cine stie,cunoaste), iar dupa-amiaza am avut-o incarcata de repetitiile pt miss, m-am vazut si cu Andrei:x, etc. Pe zi ce trece se acumuleaza multi nervi,oboseala dar ne si distram si intr-un final se va merita tot efortul:).Apoi, am continuat misiunea mea zilnica in campanie... Lovely boy:x...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxandu-ma pe net la o barfa cu vechiul meu prieten Florin si cu cativa de la miss si mister, am dat peste blogul lui Tiko (colegul de la mister) care m-a emotionat cu poeziile lui si m-a amuzat cu posturile despre mine. Am faaani:).Pup Tiko:*. 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