<?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-8163957</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:46:24.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dureri...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-6149025360994993438</id><published>2010-02-18T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:15:08.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/S32RrmjRE4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/5wHnNUIhRV8/s1600-h/SISI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/S32RrmjRE4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/5wHnNUIhRV8/s200/SISI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439664103202296706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ghDKM9G9lFg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/ghDKM9G9lFg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am crescut cu Universitatea Cluj...am rabdat tot felu de mizerii..si am ramas in picioare..nu mi-e frica de nimeni si nimic....sunt U-ist si ma mandresc cu asta....am alaturi de mine prieteni adevarati si oameni care simpatizeaza cu U doar pentru ca ma cunosc si vad cata pasiune pun in asta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa vina un presedinte de club care sa incerce sa destabilizeze...sa vina un patron care sa isi faca galerie in cea mai curata galerie din tara??? mi-e scarba. Sunt in stare dupa cum ziceau unii sa dau bani si sa creem o echipa, sa cerem ceea ce are Universitatea are mai bun: SUPORTERII...si numele si mergem mai departe singuri....chiar daca vom juca o eternitate in divizia c...sau d.....vreau sa ii spun copilului meu ca Universitatea este mai mult decat un club condusi de niste magari....este o stare de spirit...suntem noi...cu totii... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SISI UNICUL CAPITAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PENTRUDOARUCLUJCONTEAZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163957-6149025360994993438?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/6149025360994993438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-8386630987441404959</id><published>2010-02-14T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:23:32.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>timpul...</title><content type='html'>stii uneori timpul trece...si de multe ori sta....da..sa stii ca sta....pentru mine a stat atunci cand te-am vazut zambind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poate ca asta mi se adreseaza mie...sau poate ca nu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e5-Qw0Ti24Y&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/e5-Qw0Ti24Y&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/8163957-8386630987441404959?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/8386630987441404959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163957&amp;postID=8386630987441404959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/8386630987441404959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/8386630987441404959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2010/02/timpul.html' title='timpul...'/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-9169700144570550202</id><published>2010-02-14T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:20:37.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am vazut azi fete fericite....poate ca zambeau fals....poate ca nici nu zambeau...am vazut uneori o fericire tampa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am vazut ochi frumosi...si picioare dezgolite...am vazut umeri frumosi...am vazut buze rosii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am trecut prin perdele de parfum imbietor....am simtit frumusetea care trecea prin planul inc are existam si eu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am vazut cum un zambet tamp creea fericire in jurul lui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am vazut oameni fericiti...am vazut clipe de nostalgie....am vazut amintiri frumoase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiar daca ziua asta nu e facuta decat din carton...am vazut ca oamenii sunt la fel..si ca de multe ori dragostea nu insemana comercial...si poate cate putin din doua suflete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am simtit ca te vroiam aproape....am simtit ca as fi vrut sa zambesc si io tamp..uneori...mi-e dor de tine....si uneori chiar imi lipsesti....viata stiu ca merge inainte...clipele se pierd insa...si frumusetea vietii dispare......oare cand o sa o mai vedem...cand o sa o mai prindem.....timpul pleaca dintre noi cu clipele, zambetele, si cu frumusetea lui.....pe care noi..le pierdem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NOw4DgyYQpo&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 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href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2010/02/am-vazut-azi-fete-fericite.html' title=''/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-8719277847327262296</id><published>2010-01-25T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:52:03.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nu stiu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/S132VQvOD-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/RNJtr1ucrtw/s1600-h/nu-stiu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/S132VQvOD-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/RNJtr1ucrtw/s200/nu-stiu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430767570809393122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu daca visele mele au sa devina vreodata realitate&lt;br /&gt;nus tiu daca ploaia care cade in sufletul meu se va opri odata&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu daca mai stiu sa iubesc&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu daca printre lacrimile mele o sa mai gasesc un zambet vreodata&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu daca voi avea putearea sa te strang in brate&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu daca voi mai putea visa in culori&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu daca in visele mele vei mai aparea vreodata&lt;br /&gt;nu stiu daca soarele va mai rasari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stiu insa ca ma duare atat de mult tot ce ma inconjoara....as vrea sa stiu de ce...as vrea sa pot sa mai privesc spre viitor asa cum priveam odata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163957-8719277847327262296?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/8719277847327262296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163957&amp;postID=8719277847327262296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/8719277847327262296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/8719277847327262296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2010/01/nu-stiu.html' title='nu stiu...'/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/S132VQvOD-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/RNJtr1ucrtw/s72-c/nu-stiu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-968036747805314476</id><published>2009-12-25T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T08:57:52.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Inca o zi a mai trecut…dimineatza a fost rece…rece si sumbra…totul in jur e gri…poate ca era mai bine daca era negru..stii bine ca gri-ul ma deprima…insa oare ce nu ma deprima pe mine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plouat si azi…cu lacrimi pe fata m-am trezit…nici nu stiu cum de plansesem…cred ca poate in vis…..ce aveam mai scump pe lume….s-a dus….chiar daca nu vreau sa accept in sufletul meu toate rautatile pe care mi le-ai facut…..nu pot sa nu vad cat de mult ma doare despartirea asta si cat de mult trebuie sa sufar pentru ea….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stii…uneori ma gandesc la ce a trecut si cat de greu mi-a fost…ma gandesc si la tine si la cat de greu ti-a fost si tie..ma uit acum la brad si imi amintesc cand impreuna facem bradul…si cu cata dragostea te sarutam…imi aduc si acum aminte ca te asteptam sa zambesti ca sa simt ca traiesc. Am inceput sa uit amintirile cu tine…am inceput sa uit chiar si cum arati….si imi vine sa plang de fiecare data cand simt asta…..am crezut ca vei fi a mea pentru totdeauna…..si stii ce e trist? Eu am fost al tau….pentru tot restul vietii…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa fii fericita….si sa fii implinita……o sa imi fie dor de tine cu fiecare clipa care trece si se duce in trecut fara sa ii pese de sufletul si de amintirile mele. Am sa starui sa ma gandesc la noi pentru tot restul vietii chiar daca nu te mai vreau……amintirile as vrea sa ma tina ..macar pentru viata asta……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163957-968036747805314476?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/968036747805314476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163957&amp;postID=968036747805314476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/968036747805314476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/968036747805314476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2009/12/inca-o-zi-mai-trecutdimineatza-fost.html' title=''/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-4227874384710314444</id><published>2009-12-17T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T13:52:56.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...poate maine....</title><content type='html'>Daca mi-as fi dat viata?&lt;br /&gt;Cu siguranta ca da….&lt;br /&gt;As fi intins o coarda catre un infinit al sperantei…as fi tras de partea mea muntii plini de liniste si soarele plin de lumina…as fi baut apa din izvoare ca sa o tin aici aproape ….as fi pictat cerul ca sa fie perfect ..si mai mult cred…as fi vrut ca tu sa le ai pe toate…..as fi lasat atat de multe pentru tine si cred ca as fi cerut doar sa ma saruti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163957-4227874384710314444?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/4227874384710314444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163957&amp;postID=4227874384710314444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/4227874384710314444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/4227874384710314444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2009/12/poate-maine.html' title='...poate maine....'/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-6195369878038657997</id><published>2009-11-25T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:17:59.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/Sw2Q7wZNFgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KKUH7aBR6qw/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 121px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/Sw2Q7wZNFgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KKUH7aBR6qw/s400/15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408138083819132418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS VREA SA PLANG…de fapt as vrea sa urlu si sa eliberez tot ce e acolo..as vrea sa pot sa ma fac inteles cum ma faceam odata…acum parca orice as spune e un labirint…tot ce vreau sa spun e analizat ca si cum as fi gresit…ca si cum as fi un om rau. M-am saturat….cred ca mi-a ajuns….cred ca viata asta pe care am cladit-o gandindu-ma la fiecare clipa inainte de a fi…la fiecare posibilitate de a-i face pe altii fericiti trebuie sa inceteze…nimeni nu mai apreciaza asta….cred ca am ramas pe o insula pustie…am ramas acolo singur cu durerile mele..cu framantarile mele…si lacrimile mele….singur….incercand sa le rezolv. As vrea sa pot fugi…as vrea sa evadez….as vrea sa pot zbura si sa adorm undeva departe de toate…sa trec prin tot ceea ce urmeaza…sa plec. Cred ca ar trebui sa plec…de maine ma apuc sa imi construiesc o barca…..cine stie..poate ma ajuta careva…sau poate nu….cred ca nu am nevoie de nimeni…sunt doar eu aici cu mine insumi….acum am sa adorm……..sper sa ma trezesc cat mai tarziu…..poate niciodata….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163957-6195369878038657997?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/6195369878038657997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163957&amp;postID=6195369878038657997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/6195369878038657997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/6195369878038657997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/Sw2Q7wZNFgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KKUH7aBR6qw/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-6392834205563257912</id><published>2009-11-23T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T12:36:18.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>putin despre mine....</title><content type='html'>Daca eram o luna as fi fost ianuarie....cu singuratatea ei si linistea surda a zapezii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o zi a saptamanii as fi fost vineri ....cand visele incep sa zambeasca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o parte a zilei as fi fost inseratul..cand linistea se duce si ma duce la culcare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un animal marin as fi fost o balena...pentru ca balenele nu tac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o direcţie as fi fost stanga...pentru ca la dreapta o iau toti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o virtute as fi fost incapatanat....pentru ca imi place sa fiu asa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o personalitate istorica as fi fost un general de armate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o planeta as fi gravitat in jurul ei insasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un lichid as fi fost o lacrima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o piatra as fi lovit un geam mare...si l-as fi spart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o pasare ar fi fost un condor...pentru ca EL CONDOR ....pasa(trece..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o planta as fi fost o papadie...pentru ca se pierde la primul vant..si ramane o simpla amintire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un tip de vreme as fi fost ploaie rece si marunta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un instrument muzical as fi fost un pian intr-un colt de camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o emotie as fi fost un zambet...pentru ca zambetele sunt acele chestii care unesc oamenii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un sunet as fi fost o pala de vant&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un element as fi fost oxigen....pentru ca unii ar avea nevoie de el cateodata mai mult decat orice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un cantec as fi fost ...Parissine walkways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un film as fi fost o comedie romantica pe care s-o vezi duminica sa te mai bucuri de ultimele clipe dinaintea unei noi saptamani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o carte as fi fost cu coperti rosii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un personaj de fictiune as fi fost batman...ca sa pot ajunge la catwoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un fel de mancare as fi fost o salata ...pentru ca femeile manca salatele de la radacina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un oras as fi fost Venezia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un gust eram dulce acrisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o aroma as fi fost un ceai de fructe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o culoare as fi fost o combinatie de rosu si negru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un material probabil ca as fi fost kevlar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un cuvant as fi fost scurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o parte a corpului as fi fost o burta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o expresie a feţei as fi fost :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o materie de scoală as fi fost limba romana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un personaj de desene animate as fi fost donald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o forma as fi fost  varsata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram un număr as fi fost 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o masina as fi fost un opel tigra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca eram o haina as fi fost un palton de piele&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163957-6392834205563257912?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/6392834205563257912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163957&amp;postID=6392834205563257912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/6392834205563257912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/6392834205563257912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2009/11/putin-despre-mine.html' title='putin despre mine....'/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-2405111822096121289</id><published>2009-11-17T03:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T03:28:37.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prea tare</title><content type='html'>http://hello.vladgeorgescu.com/striptease-and-parental-control&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163957-2405111822096121289?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/2405111822096121289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163957&amp;postID=2405111822096121289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/2405111822096121289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/2405111822096121289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2009/11/prea-tare.html' title='prea tare'/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-5349795363079659232</id><published>2009-10-28T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T13:40:56.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSX2jl0mlI/AAAAAAAAADc/qPgBJtd0bcU/s1600-h/zambet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSX2jl0mlI/AAAAAAAAADc/qPgBJtd0bcU/s320/zambet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401108816646675026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt atat de gol pe dinauntru....si parca as astepta ceva...ceva care nu mai vine&lt;br /&gt;cred ca pe undeva lacrimile au incetat sa mai curga si au secat de durere. Daca as cauta alinare in zilele astea cred ca nu as gasi deloc.....de fapt nici nu stiu ce caut....sunt ca un calator intr-un desert de sentimente prin care caut cu infrigurare ceva...insa intai trebuie sa imi dau seama ce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...mi-am lasat ochii pe o revista din care mi-a zambit o fata...credeam ca esti tu ...dar nu erai nici pe departe. .. as vrea sa stiu cum arati si as vrea sa stiu ce iti place mai mult&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163957-5349795363079659232?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/5349795363079659232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163957&amp;postID=5349795363079659232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/5349795363079659232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/5349795363079659232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2009/10/ma-simt-ata-de-gol-pe-dinauntru.html' title=''/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSX2jl0mlI/AAAAAAAAADc/qPgBJtd0bcU/s72-c/zambet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-7239659174119661613</id><published>2009-10-28T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:25:27.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cerul a inceput sa cearna amintiri....&lt;br /&gt;si printre petale care cad pe fata mea&lt;br /&gt;o lacrima isi cauta un drum firesc.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163957-7239659174119661613?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/7239659174119661613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163957&amp;postID=7239659174119661613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/7239659174119661613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/7239659174119661613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2009/10/cerul-inceput-sa-cearna-amintiri.html' title=''/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8163957.post-6740389094199976043</id><published>2008-06-26T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:59:51.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aiurea despre pasarici</title><content type='html'>sunt uneori momente in viata cand ti se pare ca ai luat-o razna.....ei poate ca da poate ca nu..&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai luat-o razna inseamna ca undeva printre ramurele...circula niste pasarici..si nu de alea cu par sau rase.....ci niste pasarici de alea care duc mesaje gresit. Daca insa nu ia luat-o insemana ca cei din jur sunt niste cretini...de fapt..cu totii stim ca e vb de varianta a 2-a...e lojik. Sa revenim insa la pasaricile astea...mia bine era vb de alea rase....da noa....asta e.....pasaricile astea care duc mesajele gresit e curve taika...e curve de alea belite si merita sa le fie smulse fiece pana. Important e sa le cheliti cat de repede posibil...altfel...se duce dreq tot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8163957-6740389094199976043?l=angusjay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/feeds/6740389094199976043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8163957&amp;postID=6740389094199976043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/6740389094199976043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8163957/posts/default/6740389094199976043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angusjay.blogspot.com/2008/06/aiurea-despre-pasarici.html' title='aiurea despre pasarici'/><author><name>AngusJAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08413541169980281168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFCVG1IYFPQ/SvSYIMie0lI/AAAAAAAAADk/UT9tz9COYoA/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
