<?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-1839620260896480944</id><updated>2011-11-01T03:02:49.326-07:00</updated><category term='LEO'/><category term='speranta'/><category term='poezii de uflet'/><title type='text'>jurnalul intalnirilor</title><subtitle type='html'>e un jurnal al gandurilor, al povestilor, al pritenilor si a vietii mele!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-4804791468850928397</id><published>2011-02-01T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T11:24:05.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multumim Rocky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/TUhdsdWUQiI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1TN3mUU2oF4/s1600/DSCN4119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/TOwjvIUX67I/AAAAAAAAAOk/3CR-VlCngog/s400/Luciana%2B%2526%2BOctavian%2B%2528767%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542844533979999154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ei multe pregatiri, multe emotii, multe lucruri si ganduri mutate pe locuri neprioritare pt ziua cea mare, zi care a venit si a trecut in graba, o zi de agitatie, de bucurie, de cantec, de emotii, de sentimente nedescrise, de stres , de preocupare si totusi de liniste, frumoasa zi!!! dar care nu s-a oprit in loc nicio secunda, frumoasa unirea dintre noi, frumoase cunune am avut noi in aceea zi!!! si a trecut cu pasi repezi si subtili!!! dar au ramas amitirile pe care le vom pastra o vesnicie si viata in doi, binecuvantata abia acum a inceput!!! urati-ne succes!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-6052982799674514693?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/6052982799674514693/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=6052982799674514693' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/6052982799674514693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/6052982799674514693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2010/11/ei-multe-pregatiri-multe-emotii-multe.html' title=''/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/TOwjvIUX67I/AAAAAAAAAOk/3CR-VlCngog/s72-c/Luciana%2B%2526%2BOctavian%2B%2528767%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-8256238992970282408</id><published>2010-01-04T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:41:47.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aceasta e dovada!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/S0J8gu1przI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iW5RR9YICws/s1600-h/IMG_8588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/S0J8gu1przI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iW5RR9YICws/s400/IMG_8588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423033803078217522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                       Dovada iubirii, a intalegeri, a respectului si a dainurii!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-8256238992970282408?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/8256238992970282408/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=8256238992970282408' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/8256238992970282408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/8256238992970282408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2010/01/aceasta-e-dovada.html' title='Aceasta e dovada!!!'/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/S0J8gu1przI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iW5RR9YICws/s72-c/IMG_8588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-8493137928587185065</id><published>2010-01-04T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:29:59.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iubirea mereu invinge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/S0J7cAWfmmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u0Uwdq_Xsmw/s1600-h/IMG_8574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 331px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/S0J7cAWfmmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u0Uwdq_Xsmw/s320/IMG_8574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423032622368397922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uneori vine vremea unei provocari, a unei maturizari si a unui &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/S0J7qpTYaHI/AAAAAAAAADA/ejA7WqpiOPM/s1600-h/IMG_8575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/S0J7qpTYaHI/AAAAAAAAADA/ejA7WqpiOPM/s320/IMG_8575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423032873879365746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nou inceput, despre asta as vrea sa vorbesc acum si sa-mi marturisesc fercirea si implinirea. Dupa aproape cinci ani de asteptare, de obstacole, de dureri, ferciri, impliniri, nereusite, iubire multa si un strop de gelozie am invins impreuna!!!!! Eu si el, alesul inimii mele, nu stiu cum, dar asa a ales ea, din atatia oameni minuntati l-a ales tocmai pe el, ei probabil e si putin destin in asta si bineinteles Divinul, care ne-a adus impreuna chiar in lacasul Sau, si ne-a impreunat din nou peste vreo 2 luni, asta chiar a fost o minune, si noi oameni care nu credem in ele, dar de fapt exista si sunt reale!!!!! Ei si uite, am trecut in 2010, anul in care ne vom uni in fata Domnului vietile, pentru totdeauna si vom promite si ne vom intari dragostea, e minunat ce se intampla si de necrezut!!! Nu stiu sincer dar cred ca as putea scrie o carte sau un roman cu povestea noastra sau mai stii daca nu voi scrie, asta ramane de vazut in anii de pensie cand vom ramane doar noi si vom putea sa punem cap la cap toate amintirile frumoase, splendide dar si cele tensionate si mai putin placute, e o poveste frumoasa, care imi da uneori senzatia ca am fost aleasa pentru asa ceva, ma simt speciala si il cred un Fat Frumos, dar acum nu asta vroiam sa spun ci de schimbarea care a produs-o aceasta decizie, de cresterea noastra, de maturizarea noastra, de trecerea nostra de la copii la adulti, e interesant, sa o traiesti si sa o poti pune in cumpana, e absolut placut!!!!! Sincer e placut!!!! M-am vazut transformata si pe el constient de asta, de ceea ce si doreste, si sigur!!!! A fost o surpriza sa vad cum putem creste!!! E minunat sentimentul!!!!! Si in acelasi timp ciudat, pentru ca as fi vrut sa ma fiu copil desi nimic nu ma impiedica sa fiu, dar e o senzatie de maturizare si responsabilitate pe care n-am mai simtit-o si o vad si la el, e evidenta, e frumos sa vezi cum cineva gandeste pentru 2 ca pentru unul singur, ca pentru o unitate!!! Sa vrea sa construiasca ceva pentru a face fericit pe cel de langa, sa se sacrifice pentru un zambet si o implinire din partea celuilalt si astfel sa fie si el la randul lui implinit si satisfacut, e impresionant sa vad cum se bucura cu bucuria mea, cea pe care el o infaptuieste si eu sa ma bucur cu bucuria lui pe care de fapt eu o provoc!!!! Sa avem grija unul celuilalt la nevoie, e extraordinar!!! Sa iubim si sa ne lasam orgoliile, sa invatam din greseli pentru a fi fericiti, si pentru a vedea un zambet, pentru a simti un sarut, o imbratisare tandra, o privire gingasa, Dumnezeule cate lucruri marunte si frumoase ai lasat sa se intample intre acesti doi!!!!!! Cata fericire si uneori tristete ai varsat intre noi!!!! Si cate iubire ai presarat!!! Nu Te intreb de ce!!!! Nici macar nu vreau sa stiu de ce, pentru moment, voi afla intr-o zi, pentru ca mi-ai dat mereu raspunsurile pe care mi le-am dorit!!!!!! Nu stiu daca e suficient sa multumesc dar sunt sigura ca e bine sa multumesc, asta sigur imi va aduce un zambet care ma va bucura!!! Da aceste lucruri sunt trecatoare nu dureaza decat putin, cateva minute, secunde, ore dar sunt indestulatoare!!!!!!! Poate as sta toata noaptea aceasta sa scriu si nu mi-ar fi de ajuns, sa marturisesc implinirea pe care o simt in acest moment, nici el nu stie din cuvinte aceste lucruri, nu am stat niciodata sa le spun pe de-a intregul dar le stie, le simte, si le constientizeaza, pentru ca mereu ma intreaba daca sunt fericita, multumita de tot ceea ce traim, asta inseamna ca i-a pasat si ii pasa, eu mereu ii raspund ca sunt fericita, desi el o stie, pentru ca in adancul inimii lui o simte atunci cand il privesc duios, cand il cert, cand il strang in brate, cand ii mangai crestetul in somn, cand sunt eu!!!Dar are nevoie de o confirmare orala, de un simplu DA!!! E foarte frumos ceea ce traim si nu sunt suficiente cuvintele pentru a aprecia sentimentele si trairile!De asta voi lasa faptele sa vorbeasca pentru noi, si inimile sa-si graiasca, si sufletele sa vibreze iubirea!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-8493137928587185065?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/8493137928587185065/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=8493137928587185065' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/8493137928587185065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/8493137928587185065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2010/01/uneori-vine-vremea-unei-provocari-unei.html' title='Iubirea mereu invinge!'/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/S0J7cAWfmmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u0Uwdq_Xsmw/s72-c/IMG_8574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-5537960558915764528</id><published>2009-12-12T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T04:50:24.583-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LEO'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SyOQyU-dvgI/AAAAAAAAACo/1gZKkNjaEDk/s1600-h/Picture+130%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SyOQyU-dvgI/AAAAAAAAACo/1gZKkNjaEDk/s320/Picture+130%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414330371328032258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;El este Leo, m-am gandit ca ar fi frumos sa arat toata evolutia lui, Acum are o intreaga gradina numai pentru el, papa numai ce vrea si are niste stapani iubitori cu suflet mare!! Sa ne traiesti Leo!!! Ei da se merita!!! Am o satisfactie incredibila cand primesc vesti despre el, mai ales cand stiu cat de mic si de fragil era piticul, dar s-a luptat si uite-l!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-5537960558915764528?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/5537960558915764528/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=5537960558915764528' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/5537960558915764528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/5537960558915764528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2009/12/el-este-leo-m-am-gandit-ca-ar-fi-frumos.html' title=''/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SyOQyU-dvgI/AAAAAAAAACo/1gZKkNjaEDk/s72-c/Picture+130%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-2724503902975305442</id><published>2009-12-12T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T04:37:19.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum ne ferim de gripa AH1N1</title><content type='html'>Cea mai buna metoda de a te feri de gripa porcina este prin imbunatatirea sistemului imunitar - consumul fructelor si a vitaminelor, in special &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vitamina D&lt;/span&gt; sau &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a produselor ce contin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.netmedic.ro/vitamina-d/"&gt;vitamina D&lt;/a&gt; (ficatul pestelui slab ulei din ficat de morun, pestele gras, galbenusul de ou, ficatul,laptele integral si produsele lactate nedegresate - unt, in special).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-2724503902975305442?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/2724503902975305442/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=2724503902975305442' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/2724503902975305442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/2724503902975305442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2009/12/cum-ne-ferim-de-gripa-ah1n1.html' title='Cum ne ferim de gripa AH1N1'/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-5972042633267051746</id><published>2009-06-04T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:38:46.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LEO'/><title type='text'>S-a meritat si se merita!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/Sif3rmpoqLI/AAAAAAAAACg/n3ktifBdCGI/s1600-h/IMG_7603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/Sif3rmpoqLI/AAAAAAAAACg/n3ktifBdCGI/s320/IMG_7603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343511811379996850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/Sif3rYDvlfI/AAAAAAAAACY/l8hz7BynEW0/s1600-h/IMG_7633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/Sif3rYDvlfI/AAAAAAAAACY/l8hz7BynEW0/s320/IMG_7633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343511807462970866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Truda noastra, el e LEO, LEO care mai jos era doar un ghemotoc a fost singurul care s-a luptat poate si Piti si Tera ar fi vrut sa invinga dar s-au unit si toata puterea lor i-au lasat-o lui Leo ca sa ne incante pe noi, si nu cred ca strengarul se va opri mai are de crescut, de explorat, si noua ne e tare drag pentru ca inca e cu noi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-5972042633267051746?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/5972042633267051746/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=5972042633267051746' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/5972042633267051746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/5972042633267051746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2009/06/s-meritat-si-se-merita.html' title='S-a meritat si se merita!!!!'/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/Sif3rmpoqLI/AAAAAAAAACg/n3ktifBdCGI/s72-c/IMG_7603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-4109560678547212188</id><published>2009-06-04T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:29:47.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Copii pe vecie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="t"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/Sifz92UnCkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rai3N8UZIPY/s1600-h/IMAGE_352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/Sifz92UnCkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rai3N8UZIPY/s400/IMAGE_352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343507726777911874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;" class="t"&gt;Copilăria este o lume de miracole şi de uimire a creaţiei scăldate în lumină, ieşind din întuneric, nespus de nouă şi proaspătă şi uluitoare.(V. Butulescu)&lt;br /&gt;Dar sunt si oameni mai pragmatici sau hai sa le spunem realisti pentru ca asa numim in ziua de azi oamenii plini de furie sau suparati ei stiu probabil pe ce si spun asa :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="t"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Copilărie. Perioadă a vieţii umane, intermediară între idioţia prunciei şi nebunia tinereţii - la doi paşi de păcatele maturităţii şi la trei de regretele bătrâneţii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Si trebuie sa tinem cont ca Eugen Ionescu a afirmat asta, stim cu totii din scenele sale si din personalitatea sa conceptia proprie despre lume si oameni. Dar de fapt cine stie, si cine a zis ca e asa? eu mereu l-am crezut si mi l-am imaginat ca pe un om minunat cu principii bine definite si tare mi-as dori sa aud ca asa a fost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dar plecand de la copilarie cat de frumos e sa te joci sa uiti o clipa de toate, de asta eram toti ferciti cand eram copii datorita jocului, ne lasam dusi de val si probabil de asta mi-a placut de tot timpul sa raman copil si sa port acea masca a copilului sa ma protejez de rele si dupa cum se vede in fotografie nu doar pentru mine functioneaza ci ..... pentru mai multi, sau mai multe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-4109560678547212188?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/4109560678547212188/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=4109560678547212188' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/4109560678547212188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/4109560678547212188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2009/06/copii-pe-vecie.html' title='Copii pe vecie'/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/Sifz92UnCkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rai3N8UZIPY/s72-c/IMAGE_352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-3550923060066985614</id><published>2009-05-01T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:13:57.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suntem cu totii creaturi ale lui Dumnezeu, El stie probabil de ce ne trimite pe fiecare aici pe Pamant, dar noi ce facem ne jucam cu viata trimisa de El, si nu e corect ce se intampla, de asta am si postat 3 vietii cu care s-a jucat omul, Omul fiinta cea mai apropiata de Dumnezeu, oare nu e pacat?????? Daca nu sunteti de acord contrazicet-ma!!!!! Suntem liberi, oarecum sa ne spunem parerea dar nu suntem liberi sa calcam in picoare viata!!!!!! cU asta nu sunt de acord si nu voi fi niciodata!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-3550923060066985614?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/3550923060066985614/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=3550923060066985614' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/3550923060066985614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/3550923060066985614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2009/05/suntem-cu-totii-creaturi-ale-lui.html' title=''/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-3181891992544852210</id><published>2009-05-01T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:29:37.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sufletele</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SftUqaBYWPI/AAAAAAAAACI/GRBbjgMneh0/s1600-h/IMG_7315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SftUqaBYWPI/AAAAAAAAACI/GRBbjgMneh0/s400/IMG_7315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330947671439464690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SftUe_5xaLI/AAAAAAAAACA/usmY--tND1w/s1600-h/IMG_7299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SftUe_5xaLI/AAAAAAAAACA/usmY--tND1w/s400/IMG_7299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330947475449669810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SftUQHEwilI/AAAAAAAAAB4/738r1C9PwEc/s1600-h/IMG_7305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SftUQHEwilI/AAAAAAAAAB4/738r1C9PwEc/s400/IMG_7305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330947219676760658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TERRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ramai cu bine prieten mic!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PITI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-3181891992544852210?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/3181891992544852210/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=3181891992544852210' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/3181891992544852210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/3181891992544852210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2009/05/terra-leo-piti.html' title='Sufletele'/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SftUqaBYWPI/AAAAAAAAACI/GRBbjgMneh0/s72-c/IMG_7315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-6254321627988467019</id><published>2009-04-25T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:36:23.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SfNlwkC-uCI/AAAAAAAAABw/XOFjEqIK9OI/s1600-h/IMG_7267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SfNlwkC-uCI/AAAAAAAAABw/XOFjEqIK9OI/s400/IMG_7267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328714669093730338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suntem 3 Norocei micuti fara ochisori, papam din biberon, si am fost gasiti azi pe drumul dintre Cisnadie si Cisnadioara abandonati si ne asteptam stapanii:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-6254321627988467019?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/6254321627988467019/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=6254321627988467019' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/6254321627988467019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/6254321627988467019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2009/04/suntem-3-norocei-micuti-fara-ochisori.html' title=''/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SfNlwkC-uCI/AAAAAAAAABw/XOFjEqIK9OI/s72-c/IMG_7267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-8563022241551383363</id><published>2009-01-28T03:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:24:11.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speranta'/><title type='text'>Pasi in nisipul vietii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SYBACAuK_JI/AAAAAAAAABo/riwntKw9OJE/s1600-h/clip_image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296303565085277330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SYBACAuK_JI/AAAAAAAAABo/riwntKw9OJE/s400/clip_image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ei uite am revenit, si am revenit cu fruntea sus, m-am gandit ca nu are sens ceea ce vroiam sa fac! Daca ramaneam in tacere nu faceam nimic, nu izbandeam nimic, eram si eu INDIFIRENTA, ei asa actionez, si ma impotrivesc indiferentei si rusinii, eu sunt ceea ce sunt datorita unui Parinte care ma vegheaza si care-mi ghideaza pasii, e acel Parinte care e bucuros odata cu mine si cu toti, care nu invideaza pe nimeni, care nu invata pe nimeni de rau, pentru ca EL e Binele Suprem, pentru ca EL e Perfectiunea si nu are nevoie de invidie si de sentimente marunte!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Astfel am sa fac cunoscut tuturor niste cuvinte care m-au impresionat si care imi dau speranta:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Des pas dans le sable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Une nuit, je fis un rêve:&lt;br /&gt;Je marchais sur la plage avec mon Seigneur. Sur le ciel noir des épisodes de ma vie furent projetés, comme sur un immense écran. Et sur le sable je voyais à chaque fois deux traces de pas: les miens, et ceux de mon Seigneur.&lt;br /&gt;Après la dernière scène de ma vie, je me retournai. Je fus surprise de voir par endroits les traces d'une seule personne. Je me rendis compte que je traversais alors les moments les plus difficiles et les plus tristes de ma vie.&lt;br /&gt;Inquiète je demandai au Seigneur: “Le jour où j'ai décidé de te suivre tu m'as dit que tu marcherais toujours avec moi. Mais je découvre maintenant qu'aux pires moments de ma vie il n'y a les empreintes que d'une seule personne, pourquoi m'as-tu abandonné lorsque j'avais le plus besoin de toi?”&lt;br /&gt;Il me répondit: “Mon enfant chérie, je t'aime et je ne t'abandonnerai jamais, jamais, jamais, surtout pas lorsque tu passes par l'épreuve. Là où une seule personne a marqué le sable de ses pas, c'était moi qui te portais.”&lt;br /&gt;(Margaret Fishback Powers) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-8563022241551383363?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/8563022241551383363/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=8563022241551383363' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/8563022241551383363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/8563022241551383363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2009/01/pasi-in-nisipul-vietii.html' title='Pasi in nisipul vietii'/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SYBACAuK_JI/AAAAAAAAABo/riwntKw9OJE/s72-c/clip_image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-449374695640222357</id><published>2009-01-21T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:28:08.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indiferenta ugicatoare de ganduri</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Nu vreau sa scriu si nu vreau sa mai citesc, e mult prea mult, e mult prea trist, de ce???? asta nu inteleg de ce oamenii din jur refuza cultura, si reneaga stiinta, dar cel mai dureros lucru e ca in acelasi timp reneaga si devin indiferenti fata de iubirea Lui, a Tatalui care ne-a dat viata.... asta e motivul pentru care nu mai vreau pentru ca sunt mult prea dezamagita si mult prea rapusa de acestea toate, in plus dorul, dorul de cei care ma inteleg, si ma iubesc, dorul de ei e teribil, am nevoie de ceva care sa-mi alunge aceste resentimente si dezamagiri, am nevoie cu toate acestea de lectura si de scris dar parca nu mai am curaj, si parca totul se transforma in gri, indiferenta asta e atat de apasatoare si totodata atat de inselatoareincat nu mai faci nimic, stau.....astept......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-449374695640222357?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-1239822815397081132</id><published>2009-01-19T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T03:50:11.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arta pasilor mici</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXRo10JO67I/AAAAAAAAAAo/R4ueEbHBvvI/s1600-h/bonsai-5[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292970735806901170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXRo10JO67I/AAAAAAAAAAo/R4ueEbHBvvI/s400/bonsai-5%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poze.name/poza_detalii.php?id_pz=85"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;L’art des petits pas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Antoine de Saint-Exupéry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seigneur, apprends-moi l’art des petits pas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Je ne demande pas de miracles ni de visions,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais je demande la force pour le quotidien !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rends-moi attentif et inventif pour saisir &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Au bon moment les connaissances et expériences&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qui me touchent particulièrement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;ffermis mes choix &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dans la répartition de mon temps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donne-moi de sentir ce qui est essentiel &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Et ce qui est secondaire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Je demande la force, la maîtrise de soi et la mesure, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que je ne me laisse pas emporter par la vie, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais que j’organise avec sagesse Le déroulement de la journée.&lt;br /&gt;Aide-moi à faire face aussi bien que possible &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A l’immédiat et à reconnaître l’heure présente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comme la plus importante.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donne-moi de reconnaître avec lucidité&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que la vie s’accompagne de difficultés, d’échecs,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qui sont occasions de croître et de mûrir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fais de moi un homme capable de rejoindre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ceux qui gisent au fond.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donne-moi non pas ce que je souhaite,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais ce dont j’ai besoin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apprends-moi l’art des petits pas !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-1239822815397081132?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/1239822815397081132/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=1239822815397081132' title='1 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-5392256870847708818</id><published>2009-01-19T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T06:11:31.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avem timp pentru toate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXSKBZAlWzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/tp0_sQ245Ws/s1600-h/v4Bus.235276-01[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293007218565012274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXSKBZAlWzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/tp0_sQ245Ws/s400/v4Bus.235276-01%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avem timp(varianta completa de Octavian Paler)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avem timp pentru toate.Sa dormim, sa alergam in dreapta si-n stanga,sa regretam c-am gresit si sa gresim din nou,sa-i judecam pe altii si sa ne absolvim pe noiinsine,avem timp sa citim si sa scriem,sa corectam ce-am scris, sa regretam ce-am scris,avem timp sa facem proiecte si sa nu le respectam,avem timp sa ne facem iluzii si sa rascolim princenusa lor mai tarziu.Avem timp pentru ambitii si boli,sa invinovatim destinul si amanuntele,avem timp sa privim norii, reclamele sau un accidentoarecare,avem timp sa ne-alungam intrebarile,sa amanam raspunsurile,avem timp sa sfaramam un vis si sa-l reinventam,avem timp sa ne facem prieteni, sa-i pierdem,avem timp sa primim lectii si sa le uitamdupa-aceea,avem timp sa primim daruri si sa nu le-ntelegem.Avem timp pentru toate.Nu e timp doar pentru putina tandrete.Cand sa facem si asta murim.Am invatat unele lucruri in viata pe care vi leimpartasesc si voua!!Am invatat ca nu poti face pe cineva sa te iubeascaTot ce poti face este sa fii o persoana iubita.Restul ... depinde de ceilalti.Am invatat ca oricat mi-ar pasa mieAltora s-ar putea sa nu le pase.Am invatat ca dureaza ani sa castigi incredereSi ca doar in cateva secunde poti sa o pierziAm invatat ca nu conteaza CE ai in viataCi PE CINE ai.Am invatat ca te descurci si ti-e de folos farmeculcca 15 minuteDupa aceea, insa, ar fi bine sa stii ceva.Am invatat ca nu trebuie sa te compari cu ceea cepot altii mai bine sa facaCi cu ceea ce poti tu sa faciAm invatat ca nu conteaza ce li se intamplaoamenilorCi conteaza ceea ce pot eu sa fac pentru a rezolvaAm invatat ca oricum ai taiaOrice lucru are doua feteAm invatat ca trebuie sa te desparti de cei dragi cucuvinte caldeS-ar putea sa fie ultima oara cand ii veziAm invatat ca poti continua inca mult timpDupa ce ai spus ca nu mai potiAm invatat ca eroi sunt cei care fac ce trebuie,cand trebuieIndiferent de consecinteAm invatat ca sunt oameni care te iubescDar nu stiu s-o arateAm invatat ca atunci cand sunt suparat am DREPTUL safiu suparatDar nu am dreptul sa fiu si rauAm invatat ca prietenia adevarata continua sa existechiar si la distantaIar asta este valabil si pentru iubirea adevarataAm invatat ca, daca cineva nu te iubeste cum ai vreatuNu inseamna ca nu te iubeste din tot sufletul.Am invatat ca indiferent cat de bun iti este unprietenOricum te va rani din cand in candIar tu trebuie sa-l ierti pentru asta.Am invatat ca nu este intotdeauna de ajuns sa fiiertat de altiiCateodata trebuie sa inveti sa te ierti pe tineinsutiAm invatat ca indiferent cat de mult suferi,Lumea nu se va opri in loc pentru durerea ta.Am invatat ca trecutul si circumstantele ti-ar puteainfluenta personalitateaDar ca TU esti responsabil pentru ceea ce deviiAm invatat ca, daca doi oameni se cearta, nuinseamna ca nu se iubescSi nici faptul ca nu se cearta nu dovedeste ca seiubesc.Am invatat ca uneori trebuie sa pui persoana peprimul locSi nu faptele saleAm invatat ca doi oameni pot privi acelasi lucruSi pot vedea ceva total diferitAm invatat ca indiferent de consecinteCei care sunt cinstiti cu ei insisi ajung maideparte in viataAm invatat ca viata iti poate fi schimbata in catevaoreDe catre oameni care nici nu te cunosc.Am invatat ca si atunci cand crezi ca nu mai ainimic de datCand te striga un prieten vei gasi puterea de a-lajuta.Am invatat ca scrisulCa si vorbitulPoate linisti durerile sufletestiAm invatat ca oamenii la care tii cel mai multIti sunt luati prea repede ...Am invatat ca este prea greu sa-ti dai seamaUnde sa tragi linie intre a fi amabil, a nu ranioamenii si a-ti sustine parerile.Am invatat sa iubescCa sa pot sa fiu iubit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-5392256870847708818?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stancu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Tristeţea ce-mi răsare în inimă amurg,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Când&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apele&lt;/span&gt; sunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;albe&lt;/span&gt; sau galbene ca norii,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;De nu va mai fi vorba ta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blândă&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;s-o&lt;/span&gt; alunge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Eu veşnic voi fi trist cu faţa ca amurgul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just happyness, self confidence and fraternity....and feels so good to have someone next to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-1948023759052046896?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/1948023759052046896/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=1948023759052046896' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/1948023759052046896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"Zambeste celui pe care nu-l iubesti sa nu observe raceala ta, zambeste celui pe ca&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXSKpBoC4oI/AAAAAAAAABA/1Qgv0-n1LBI/s1600-h/zl6vLN734628-02[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293007899482841730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXSKpBoC4oI/AAAAAAAAABA/1Qgv0-n1LBI/s400/zl6vLN734628-02%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;re-l iubesti ca sa-i deschizi inima, zambeste celui ce te-a jignit sa nu observe ca te doare..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-5303939438410503262?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/5303939438410503262/comments/default' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXSKpBoC4oI/AAAAAAAAABA/1Qgv0-n1LBI/s72-c/zl6vLN734628-02%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-3130283185185313348</id><published>2008-11-05T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:55:01.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Viata nu e mereu asa cum ne-o dorim, oamenii nu sunt mereu asa cum ne imaginam, sentimentele nu sunt aceleasi in fiecare zi inima nu bate la fel mereu, dar sunt lucruri in lumea aceasta-Terra- cum ne place noua sa o numim pentru care merita sa lupti, pe care merita sa le ai si care merita sa le impartasesti.Asa ca in momentul acesta daca am inchide ochii am putea percepe macar unul....cum ar fi dragostea, iar cand spun dragoste ma refer la profunditatea si puritatea ei, la aceea dragoste nu neaparat dintre ea si el, ci aceea DRAGOSTE care ne face mai buni.Ma intreb de foarte multe ori oare noi oameni mai stim sa iubim? mereu vorbim de ea doar oare fiecare stie ce inseamna? ei, multi m-ar putea contrazice si ar spune da...ok poate..dar e greu sincer e foarte greu sa o definesti in lumea aceasta nebuna, grabita care isi schimba cursul permanent in care fiecare crede intr-un scop, isi stabileste un tel si incearca sa ajunga la el abuzand, abuzand vieti, credinte, idealuri, sentimente si multe altele. E trist intr-adevar suparator sa vrei sa iubesti, sa oferi iubire si sa primesti.......ce? franturi....atentie....cuvinte.....mangaiere in cele mai fericite cazuri si injurii, deazamagiri in acele cazuri pe care nici nu merita amintite pentru ca sunt prea banale sau prea mult intalnite.&lt;br /&gt;Unde e iubirea aceea pe care Shakespeare a scris-o, unde e iubirea aceea pe care o cantau trubadurii, unde e scanteia acelei iubiri? e posibil sa nu mai existe?!! asta nu o cred si imi rezerv acest drept pentru ca eu inca cred si imi doresc sa cred ca oamenii isi dobandesc blandetea si bunatatea prin iubire. Aceasta credinta si convingere totodata nu mi-o poate fura nimeni si nimic pentru ca stiu ca intr-o buna zi, intr-o buna zi un vis va deveni realitate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1839620260896480944-3130283185185313348?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/3130283185185313348/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=3130283185185313348' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/3130283185185313348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/3130283185185313348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2008/11/viata-nu-e-mereu-asa-cum-ne-o-dorim.html' title=''/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839620260896480944.post-5607329701315436913</id><published>2008-11-05T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:16:20.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SRHGqly6WjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MsSmiBKr4qk/s1600-h/IMG_4943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SRHGqly6WjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MsSmiBKr4qk/s320/IMG_4943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207874375277106" 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/1839620260896480944-5607329701315436913?l=jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/feeds/5607329701315436913/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1839620260896480944&amp;postID=5607329701315436913' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/5607329701315436913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1839620260896480944/posts/default/5607329701315436913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurnalulintalnirilor.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Luciana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03499998861843045296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SXbreGuPuqI/AAAAAAAAABI/k0HktXbk6fI/S220/6418675%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELw32cCX7yc/SRHGqly6WjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MsSmiBKr4qk/s72-c/IMG_4943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
