<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:31:13.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kªrlª</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601.post-6772522335111061469</id><published>2008-09-05T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:38:03.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>\:ddd/</title><content type='html'>Si doar acum bag la cap,ca au trecut luni de cand nu am mai publicat nimic.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SMD4yWF0quI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Nh8U3nGzFS0/s1600-h/d-vert.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trist!Vacanta este pe sfarsite,cand apuc sa inteleg,ca nici nu a fost atat de rau!Imi dau seama doar acum ca foarte multe lucruri s'au implinit.Nu credeam ca voi ajunge sa ma intalnesc cu Roberta si Lorena,dar uite,am fost fata in fata cu ele,am auzit pentru prima oara poreclele date,am simtit pentru prima data imbratisarile.&lt;br /&gt;Ajungand la Constanta,am cautat adresa,coborand din masina o vad pe Lorena iesind din curte,luandu'ma in brate,spunandu'mi -Pizdu!-Eram prea emotionata sa fiu convina ca e chiar ea,ne uitam una la alta,tacand.Luandu'ne de mana,am mers in Sk8 sa ne intalnim cu Roberta.Inconjuram parcul,dam ocoluri,Roberta nu e!Cand aud niste pasi,intordandu'ma,ea fugind catre mine,tipand-Coae!-Ziua aceea nu auzeam nimic in afara de-Nu imi vine sa cred,esti chiar tu?!Esti cu noi?!Te iubesc!-Mi'am luat "ramas bun"de la Roberta si am luat'o sper"casa".Am dormit cu Lorena,ea cand atipea ii spuneam-Pizdu!Dormi?"A ajuns sa imi puna porecla Iaurtel(aveam iaurt pe fata arsa de soare)Au fost minunate orele astea impreuna,chiar si vacanta a fost minunata,doar ca ma oftica un lucru!Mai era o persoana cu care imi doream nespus de mult sa ma intalnesc,si nu am avut nici macar o posibilitate!Mi'a promis"La anu' te iau la mare"Si inca 'multe luni'pana a mai visa la ceva frumos.Cei care ati fost langa mine,cei cu care mi'am petrecut minutele,orele,zilele,saptamanile,luniile,va multumesc!Insemnati atat de mult pentru mine..&lt;br /&gt;Cat despre trecut nu imi mai pasa!Acum chiar ma simt bine!Dispusa sa nu imi mai amintesc de nimic,absolut nimic!-"Esti pentru mine doar un vis urat,esti un trecut,un trecut,doar atat!/Nu o sa mai insemni niciodata nimic"&lt;br /&gt;Incarc cateva poze reusite cu valoare sentimentala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SMD5kC606rI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CjaDp8xKKTg/s1600-h/Pisii..jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/2008/09/si-doar-acum-bag-la-capca-au-trecut.html' title='\:ddd/'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SMD5kC606rI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CjaDp8xKKTg/s72-c/Pisii..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601.post-9023298767536473496</id><published>2008-06-04T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:35:45.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Este din nou vacanta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood:Happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Din fericire.a sosit vremea sa ne mandrim.si in acest final de an.&lt;br /&gt;A sosit mult asteptata vacanta de vara. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toti copiii sunt fericiti.dar nu numai copiii.cei mari.si cei invarsta.insa cel mai mult copiii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ea a sosit si a adus cu ea un chef dublu de distractie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bucura'te din plin de ea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu uita sa repeti ceea ce ai invatat in acest an.de la istorie pana la matematica.de la iubire pana la prietenie.si presupun sa lasam deoparte dezamagirile.zilele in care ai plans si te'a durut.sa lasam deoparte vorbele care te'au ranit.persoanele care ar putea sa dispara in aceasta periodata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In primele saptamani.exagerat spus in prima luna.e usor.e distractiv fara stresu zilnic.fara profesori.fara teste la care nu te'ai pregatit.dar dupa aceea?dupa aceea ti'e dor.putin spus dor.e greu fara cei din jur cu care discutai orice si acum nu te poti intalni din diferite cauze.Ti'e dor de rahati tai de colegi.mda.rahati.:)dar totusi.nu e la fel.nu te enervezi pentru orice.nu ceri de la nimeni cola.pizza.bani imprumut.nu ai pentru cine duce "apa plata".nu ai de la cine auzi"tu chiar nu esti normala?"nu ai pe cine filma in momente haioase.si nici nu ii vezi pe baieti aia frumosi dupa care iti curg balele in fiecare pauza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar cum spuneam mai inainte sa lasam lucrurile fara gust pentru Septembrie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pana atunci am atatea planuri.si nu stiu daca le voi putea implinii pe toate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prima si cea mai importanta :Sa ii pot vizita pe cei de pe "hi5" la care tin atat de mult.Incepand de la Costanta.pana la Bucuresti.Dar mai mult ca sigur in Bucuresti nu am sa ajung.probleme personale.normal.lasa asta nu trebuie sa stii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A doua:sa fie in sfarsit liniste.sa dorm mult.mult.mult.&lt;br /&gt;A treia:sa le satisfac pe prietenele mele.normal stand cat mai mult timp impreuna.E nasol.e prea nasol.ea.ea.pleaca in Spania si sta pana in august.posibil chiar Septembrie.shit.ce ma fac?iar cealalta ea e aici.e langa mine.Ne va fi dor de tine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A patra si tot asa:Sa nu imi pese de cine imi pasa.:)&lt;br /&gt;"Vacanta e mare si e in fata ta." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763883948609051601-9023298767536473496?l=karlaliubi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/feeds/9023298767536473496/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763883948609051601&amp;postID=9023298767536473496' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/9023298767536473496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/9023298767536473496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/2008/06/este-din-nou-vacanta.html' title='Este din nou vacanta.'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601.post-8782269059215556273</id><published>2008-05-26T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:34:35.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Care'i problema ta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDsfmu-b3ZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dFyZGL3ej_E/s1600-h/coaie+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204788544662134162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDsfmu-b3ZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dFyZGL3ej_E/s320/coaie+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood:-]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listening to:Tapinarii-Procust.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai dati'va in pula mea.&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma inteleg.Nu te inteleg.&lt;br /&gt;Ce ar fii sa nu raman asa?ma las prea usor purtata de sentimente.&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt atat de nasol incat ma doare.ma doare de ceea ce nu mai este.&lt;br /&gt;Nu sunt doar ceea ce par.nu sunt asa perfecta cum zici tu.si nici nu lacrimez sub ochii tai.nici nu am sa o mai fac.&lt;br /&gt;As rade de mine.dar nu pot.vreau sa nu mai fiu cum sunt.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa imi treaca iubirea.deceptia.speranta.tot.&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu mai ramana nimic.sa fie pustiu.simplu.mi de bucatele care sa dispara.&lt;br /&gt;Sa imi taie cineva visele.sa nu se atinga nimeni de ele.numai eu.dar nu mai am nevoie de vise.nu mai am nevoie de nimeni si de nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Un cantec surd.ce nu mai vreau sa il ascult.&lt;br /&gt;"Nu voi fi niciodata altceva decat sunt."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763883948609051601-8782269059215556273?l=karlaliubi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/feeds/8782269059215556273/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763883948609051601&amp;postID=8782269059215556273' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/8782269059215556273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/8782269059215556273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/2008/05/carei-problema-ta.html' title='Care&apos;i problema ta?'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDsfmu-b3ZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dFyZGL3ej_E/s72-c/coaie+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601.post-5198490686720111312</id><published>2008-05-20T13:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:34:35.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mori.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDM5td0DN3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/VutR3lofEe4/s1600-h/strumf+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202565447802894194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDM5td0DN3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/VutR3lofEe4/s320/strumf+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Mood:Fara mood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi toti vor sa moara.Muriti in morti matii.Muriti.&lt;br /&gt;Crezi ca eu nu ma simt rau?Crezi ca totul e cum pare?Crezi ca numai tu poti fi mintit.pacalit.Crezi ca cei din jur nu sufera?Numa tu suferi.&lt;br /&gt;Crezi ca e usor zi de zi?Crezi ca e totul perfect?Crezi in iubire?Crezi in incredere?&lt;br /&gt;Fugi de tine insuti.&lt;br /&gt;Cuvintele sunt cel mai puternic drog folosit de umanitate.&lt;br /&gt;“In fata lui Dumnezeu toti suntem la fel de prosti” .(Albert Einstein)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Poza Dianei-&gt;&lt;a href="http://dydynella.hi5.com/"&gt;http://dydynella.hi5.com&lt;/a&gt;.Mersii.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763883948609051601-5198490686720111312?l=karlaliubi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/feeds/5198490686720111312/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763883948609051601&amp;postID=5198490686720111312' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/5198490686720111312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/5198490686720111312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/2008/05/moodfara-mood.html' title='Mori.'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDM5td0DN3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/VutR3lofEe4/s72-c/strumf+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601.post-4866394656751355508</id><published>2008-05-14T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:34:35.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganduri.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDMGFN0DN2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y2V8MbNGUoo/s1600-h/SSA49367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202508681220142946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDMGFN0DN2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y2V8MbNGUoo/s320/SSA49367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood: I'm Ignoring You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listening to:Th1-Cuvinte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As da totul pentru inca un minut de somn, atat de mult am asteptat, atat de mult am visat.&lt;br /&gt;"Nu imi pasa."&lt;br /&gt;Daca nu ne pasa.putem intreba "who cares"&lt;br /&gt;E simplu.&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns la concluzia ca nici mie nu imi mai pasa.&lt;br /&gt;Atunci de ce astept ca celorlalti sa le pese?&lt;br /&gt;De ce astept ca ceilalti sa ma inteleaga.sa fie langa mine.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa imi arat in schimb preocuparea fata de cei care merita.&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai stiu despre tine.nu te mai vad.&lt;br /&gt;E usor sa spui "sa-la-la.i don't care.nu existi"&lt;br /&gt;Ba da existi.e greu sa iti ascunzi iubirea.e usor sa iti areti indiferenta.&lt;br /&gt;Sa fii atat de indiferent incat pe el/ea sa il/o doara.&lt;br /&gt;Imi apar diferite ganduri.stupide.pe care tu nu le iei in considerare.le eviti.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt furata de acele ganduri.dau mai incet muzica ascultand si asteptand.&lt;br /&gt;Nu imi pasa.nu imi pasa.se poate sa mai repet inca de o mie de ori."nu imi pasa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"- Ce putem sa ne spunem unul altuia?&lt;br /&gt;- Nu avem pentru ce vorbi.&lt;br /&gt;- Ce putem face unul pentru celalalt.&lt;br /&gt;- Totul e deja facut.&lt;br /&gt;- Asa-i bine.&lt;br /&gt;- Asa-i bine. Oare chiar asa devreme,atat de simplu imi voi trai viata? Uite-aaa, atat de simplu?&lt;br /&gt;- Asta putea sa fie doar simplu.&lt;br /&gt;- Si ce va urma?&lt;br /&gt;- Nu va urma nimic. Pur si simplu, nimic. Se intampla si asa ca inainte nu-i nimic. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Poza is mine.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763883948609051601-4866394656751355508?l=karlaliubi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/feeds/4866394656751355508/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763883948609051601&amp;postID=4866394656751355508' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/4866394656751355508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/4866394656751355508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/2008/05/ganduri.html' title='Ganduri.'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDMGFN0DN2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y2V8MbNGUoo/s72-c/SSA49367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601.post-3662668838798940211</id><published>2008-05-13T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:34:35.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Profesor de fericire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SCn5dN0DNuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ujnQxEVpqJQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199961525095446242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SCn5dN0DNuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ujnQxEVpqJQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SCn5R90DNtI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zWSG8oDnxAg/s1600-h/gfds.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood: Tired.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cand te cunosti mai bine.capacitatea ta de a invinge este mult mai dezvoltata decat a celor care se cunosc doar superficial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cand incepi sa te vezi in adevarata lumina.te poti raporta mai usor la ceilalti si.astfel.te poti acomoda firesc.normal.la ceea ce se intampla in jurul tau.la viata.la oameni.la lume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caci tu esti cel mai important pentru tine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu stii cel mai bine ce e bun pentru tine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu poti decide sa cresti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insa tine minte ca nimeni nu sta pe loc pentru o perioada lunga de timp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lumea este intr-o continua schimbare.zi de zi.ceas de ceas.minut de minut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unii cresc.altii stagneaza.iar altii involueaza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt multe momente de fericire in viata omului.am putea asemana fericirea cu niste gingase balonase de sapun.si fiecare balon este un moment de fericire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt mai mari, altele mai mici, unele sunt mai durabile, altele sunt mai firave si se sparg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viata noastra este insa plina de astfel de balonase.nu trebuie decat sa le pastram cu grija.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unii spun ca fericirile sunt scurte si costisitoare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fi fericit înseamna a iubi. a fi iubit vine abia dupa aceea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" "Eu sunt minunea lumii", spunea ieri trandafirul."Cine-ar avea curajul sa-mi faca vreo durere?"Cânta privighetoarea si repeta zefirul:"O zi de fericire un an de lacrimi cere." "(Omar Khayyãm)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Poza deasemena tot din pc.Good job guy oricine ai fii.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763883948609051601-3662668838798940211?l=karlaliubi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/feeds/3662668838798940211/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763883948609051601&amp;postID=3662668838798940211' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/3662668838798940211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/3662668838798940211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/2008/05/profesor-de-hapiness.html' title='Profesor de fericire.'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SCn5dN0DNuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ujnQxEVpqJQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601.post-7728944398129697417</id><published>2008-05-11T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:34:36.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SCn6vd0DNwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/u4YG_CbmQXI/s1600-h/fgfd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199962938139686658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SCn6vd0DNwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/u4YG_CbmQXI/s320/fgfd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood:Adoration.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:Vocea tatei care tipa.&lt;br /&gt;Watching:Ceasul care bate ora 0:10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredibil.Mi'a venit sa scriu.Chiar mi'a venit.&lt;br /&gt;Cate o data fericirea e sub ochii tai si nu iti dai seama.De cele mai multe ori e asa.&lt;br /&gt;Dar ce se intampla daca iti dai seama?Vei fii fericit?Sau nu se schimba nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Ba da se schimba.Dar cat timp?Cat timp va fi bine?Cat timp crezi ca esti fericit?&lt;br /&gt;Lumea nu simte, nu pot lega sentimente de cuvinte.&lt;br /&gt;Multe s'au schimbat.In fiecare zi se schimba.dar sunt chesti.sentimente care raman tot acolo.tot asa.tot mai mult.tot mai tare.&lt;br /&gt;Problemele apar, normal, pe parcurs.gelozie.certuri.nervi. asta e relatie?lipsa de ocupatie.&lt;br /&gt;Ne schimbam.sunt piedici.ar trebui sa rezistam.fara sa lasam capul plecat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nu arunc cuvinte inainte.caci lucrul ce se simte nu ti'l exprimi un cuvinte."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Poza am gasit'o prin pc.sincer nu mai stiu de pe ce site si de la cine am scos'o.oricum good job celui care a facut o asemenea poza.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763883948609051601-7728944398129697417?l=karlaliubi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/feeds/7728944398129697417/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763883948609051601&amp;postID=7728944398129697417' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/7728944398129697417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/7728944398129697417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/2008/05/moodadoration.html' title='Paranoic.'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SCn6vd0DNwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/u4YG_CbmQXI/s72-c/fgfd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601.post-1167164683286425021</id><published>2008-05-02T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:34:36.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDshee-b3aI/AAAAAAAAAGY/2VqjpM4u3ZQ/s1600-h/coaia+meaaaa+=X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204790601951468962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDshee-b3aI/AAAAAAAAAGY/2VqjpM4u3ZQ/s320/coaia+meaaaa+%3DX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood:Satisfied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listening to:Baby Bash-What is it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drinking:Cafea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In sfarsit ma simt mai bine.Ieri a fost the crazyest day eva.&lt;br /&gt;M'am distrat pe cinste.A fost ca la Hollywood.Oamenii de holbau la noi de parca as fii Britney cheala.Apoi vine o fata care imi spune"Tu esti Karla?"."Da.Eu sunt.De unde ma cunosti?"."De pe hi5."Un moment placut.Eram surprinsa.Cred ca m'am facut putin rosie.Sunt satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu te'am vazut de cateva zile.Ma simt implinita.Ce bine e sa o spun.Oye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt putin dezamagita de o persoana.Oricum nu isi da seama.Si nici nu o sa'si deie.Sunt gesturi ce ma fac sa cred ca niciodata nu ti'a pasat.Deloc.Poate era o distactie pentru tine.Pentru mine o pierdere de timp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omul cat traieste invata.asa cum am invatat sa iti vad adevarata fata.&lt;br /&gt;Si dragostea jurata se chinuie sa fie vie cand defapt e moarta.sper sa mai invie.sper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt la un pas de dezamagire.Mai bine zis sunt la acel pas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pentru tine am ramas o simpla amintire.incerci sa te scuzi.mai bine lasa.am sa incerc sa o accept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oricum orice inceput are si un sfarsit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763883948609051601-1167164683286425021?l=karlaliubi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/feeds/1167164683286425021/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763883948609051601&amp;postID=1167164683286425021' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/1167164683286425021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/1167164683286425021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/2008/05/oye.html' title='Oye.'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SDshee-b3aI/AAAAAAAAAGY/2VqjpM4u3ZQ/s72-c/coaia+meaaaa+%3DX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601.post-9119617767517870477</id><published>2008-04-27T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:34:36.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai sa vedem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SCfyLd0DNqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/TaZeqXBGPsk/s1600-h/fhfdhdfhfd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199390573617952418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SCfyLd0DNqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/TaZeqXBGPsk/s320/fhfdhdfhfd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood: Tearful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drinking:Cafea.&lt;br /&gt;Eating:Orbit professional mints.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ne e greu.La toti ne e greu.&lt;br /&gt;Alaturi de prieteni.Langa o tigara.Totul trece.Toate trec.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ochii imi lacrimeaza.poate de la fum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Niciodata nu ti`am spus.n`am vrut sa`ti arat cata durere am in suflet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tot timpul te`ai comportat ciudat.si de fiecare data ai gresit si te`am iertat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atunci cand ma gandesc la tine.plang.nu ma pot abtine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meriti?Nu e vorba de meritat.findca daca ma intreb.stiu si raspunsul.si tu il sti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Timpul trece.poate ma va ajuta sa uit.sa uit amintirile putine care au mai ramas.sa le scot din gandul meu.&lt;br /&gt;Parca totusi n`as vrea.caci daca ar fi sa vii din nou la mine.sunt sigura ca te`as ierta.&lt;br /&gt;Ma dor toate ranile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te vreau ca la`nceput.imi pare rau.vrea sa o spun:eu.nu mai pot sa plang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hai sa vedem daca m'am schimbat?&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa vedem cine pe cine a tradat?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763883948609051601-9119617767517870477?l=karlaliubi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/feeds/9119617767517870477/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763883948609051601&amp;postID=9119617767517870477' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/9119617767517870477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/9119617767517870477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/2008/04/mood-tearful.html' title='Hai sa vedem.'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SCfyLd0DNqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/TaZeqXBGPsk/s72-c/fhfdhdfhfd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763883948609051601.post-6174873603415512190</id><published>2008-04-25T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:37:04.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primavara'n flori.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood:Cheerful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listening to:James Brown:I feel good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vacantaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doamne dadu si ziua asta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deci.e superb.Si nu in sensul ironic a cuvantului superb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E \:D/.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insa intotdeuna cand e ceva frumos trebuie sa existe si ceva care sa o strice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vacanta asta e pentru odihna.si pentru prieteni.Sa pasteti fericiti.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insa si pentru invatat.Dupa ce se termina "vacanta" care nici nu se poate numi vacanta.vin tezele.Saptamana asta ore particulare.in timpul unui film bun.incercarea de a asista la un concert.padure.flori.multe flori.muzica.Ma rog de Dumnezeu sa fie vreme buna.si sa imi scoata mama netu.Findca daca am net depind de el.si nu pot face nimic decat a butona .a ma uita la poze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calculasem ceva.care inca nu s'a implinit. .In fine.Speranta moare ultima.Si inca sper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Vreau sa întelegi, vreau sa întelegi! Vreau sa întelegi ca mi-e dor de tine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vreau, vreau sa întelegi ca desi nu stiu cine esti acum, ce faci si cu ce putere-mi tii dorul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vreau sa stii ca nu te-am uitat, vreau sa stii, vreau, vreau! Vreau mult, sa stii ca te iubesc."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3763883948609051601-6174873603415512190?l=karlaliubi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/feeds/6174873603415512190/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3763883948609051601&amp;postID=6174873603415512190' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/6174873603415512190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3763883948609051601/posts/default/6174873603415512190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlaliubi.blogspot.com/2008/04/primavaran-flori.html' title='Primavara&apos;n flori.'/><author><name>Kªrlª</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17343214726363867819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NVDl1Fnk3HE/SA9s-ztrwQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zo37LXzkUzM/S220/3..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
