<?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-7943474610321276096</id><updated>2011-12-21T11:26:09.279+02:00</updated><category term='Grafologie'/><category term='adevar'/><category term='Urechile pisicii Olga'/><category term='povesti de weekend'/><title type='text'>PisicaPeAcoperis</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-8043341779203110502</id><published>2011-12-21T11:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T11:26:09.289+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Urasc oamenii</title><content type='html'>Incep sa realizez ca lumea a luat-o mai razna decat credeam, suntem in 21 decembrie si oamenii nu au inceput inca sa simta Spiritul Craciunului, inca sunt rai, inca viseaza doar bani.&lt;br /&gt;Oare chiar asa lumea asta nu mai are nici o sansa?&lt;br /&gt;Toata lumea este orbita de bani?! Atunci sa vina o data sfarsitul lumii, macar asa sa incepem sa apreciem sanatatea si oamenii din jur, sa treaca o data FOAMEA ASTA DE BANI.&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat de prostie, nesimtire, fala si cacaturi de genul de la parveniti care acum se cred destepti doar pentru ca au bani.&lt;br /&gt;Indiferent de cati bani are ala de langa tine, omenia este nepretuita.&lt;br /&gt;Daca stii sa fii om esti mai bogat decat oricine.&lt;br /&gt;In viata trebuie sa stii sa ii respecti pe toti cei din jur indiferent de puterea materiala. Nu asta ii face mai oameni, din contra.&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns sa urasc oamenii din jurul meu pentru ca ii vad fericiti doar cand au bani sau doar cand sunt pupati in cur de subalterni.&lt;br /&gt;Unde sunt oamenii aia care taiau mana la hoti? Si ii bagau in puscarie pe cei ce erau capabili de munca dar nu vroiau s-o faca?&lt;br /&gt;De ce l-ati urat pe Ceausescu, ca va limita la un apartament de fiecare, o masina de fiecare.&lt;br /&gt;Ati vrut democratie, popor destept si v`ati ales cu sange varsat pentru foame si coruptie...&lt;br /&gt;O tara distrusa de poporul ei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-8043341779203110502?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/8043341779203110502/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/12/urasc-oamenii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8043341779203110502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8043341779203110502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/12/urasc-oamenii.html' title='Urasc oamenii'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-7626698997655157439</id><published>2011-10-18T17:46:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T17:48:01.768+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce culoare iti aduce noroc</title><content type='html'>În orice situaţie dificilă, ai nevoie de un ajutor din partea destinului pentru ca şansele să-ţi surâdă din nou. Ei bine, dacă porţi anumite culori, vei trece cu bine peste probleme.&lt;br /&gt;Culorile ne-au influenţat dintotdeauna starea de spirit. Unele ne aduc buna-dispoziţie, unele ne liniştesc, iar altele ne fac melancolici.&lt;br /&gt;Dar asta nu e singura lor calitate, anumite culori ne ajută să rezolvăm situa&amp;shy;ţiile conflictuale sau pe cele care par fără ieşire.&lt;br /&gt;Iată cum te ajută să ieşi din impas o anumită culoare, în câteva situaţii frecvente de viaţă.&lt;br /&gt;Emoţiile te copleşesc&lt;br /&gt;Culoarea norocoasă: VERDE&lt;br /&gt;Pentru prima dată în viaţă, trebuie să vorbeşti în faţa colegilor? Ţi-ai găsit un alt serviciu şi vrei să faci o impresie bună?&lt;br /&gt;Totul e bine, dar... emoţiile te copleşesc, picioarele îţi tremură şi ai uitat tot „discursul” pe care l-ai pregătit temeinic.&lt;br /&gt;O bluză sau o eşarfă verde te va ajuta să-ţi redobândeşti calmul şi liniştea interioară.&lt;br /&gt;În plus, această culoare te îndeamnă să „te aduni” şi să-ţi exprimi gândurile cu uşurinţă şi cu claritate.&lt;br /&gt;Ţi s-au înecat toate corăbiile...&lt;br /&gt;Culoarea norocoasă: ALBASTRU&lt;br /&gt;Prietenele tale sunt prinse cu viaţa lor şi nu mai au timp de tine, cu soţul tău rar mai ai timp să discuţi deschis.&lt;br /&gt;Tocmai de asta, în ultimul timp te simţi din ce în ce mai tristă şi mai izolată. Parcă ţi s-au înecat toate corăbiile.&lt;br /&gt;Un pulover sau o cămaşă de un albastru senin îţi va schimba dispoziţia în care te afli.&lt;br /&gt;Albastrul este o culoare care-ţi ridică moralul şi-ţi aduce linişte în suflet.&lt;br /&gt;Îţi dă o energie profundă şi liniştitoare, care te va ajuta să priveşti lucrurile cu mai multă detaşare şi să-ţi deschizi sufletul către cei dragi.&lt;br /&gt;Iar dacă ai în casă obiecte decorative albastre, este şi mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;Ai un vis de îndeplinit!&lt;br /&gt;Culoarea norocoasă: ROŞU&lt;br /&gt;Eşti pe punctul să-ţi împlineşti visul după care tânjeşti de atâta timp: să-ţi cumperi căsuţa pe care ţi-ai proiectat-o în gând încă din tinereţe.&lt;br /&gt;Însă, după ce au trecut momentele de exaltare, te simţi tensionată şi stresată. Îţi este frică să nu intervină ceva neaşteptat.&lt;br /&gt;În aceste momente, poartă o bluză sau o rochie roşie. Îţi redă energia şi tonusul pozitiv şi va atrage şansa de partea ta.&lt;br /&gt;În plus, te vei simţi mult mai încrezătoare în propriile forţe, iar ceilalţi vor remarca acest lucru.&lt;br /&gt;Eşti stresată şi nervoasă&lt;br /&gt;Culoarea norocoasă: PORTOCALIU&lt;br /&gt;Cineva te-a scos cu adevărat din sărite şi nu mai reuşeşti să te calmezi? E clar! Îţi vine să trânteşti totul în calea ta, ţipi la toată lumea şi simţi că, din cauza nervilor, lucrurile îţi scapă de sub control.&lt;br /&gt;O eşarfă portocalie sau o rochie în această culoare energizantă te va ajuta să ieşi din starea colerică. Portocaliul are o influenţă liniştitoare asupra sistemului nervos, te va calma, te va aduce la sentimente mai bune şi te va ajuta să-l vezi cu „ochi mai buni” pe cel care te-a supărat.&lt;br /&gt;Ai trecut printr-un divorţ&lt;br /&gt;Culoarea norocoasă: GALBEN&lt;br /&gt;Ai trecut recent printr-un divorţ sau peste o despărţire foarte dureroasă şi nu mai poţi să-ţi revii. Nu reu&amp;shy;şeşti să te concentrezi, nu mai găseşti niciun motiv să ieşi din casă şi simţi că, orice ai face, nimic nu mai are sens pentru tine.&lt;br /&gt;Galbenul îţi va reda speranţa şi pofta de viaţă. Această culoare solară te înviorează, îţi alungă temerile, îţi dă curajul să mergi mai departe şi să-ţi regăseşti echilibrul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-7626698997655157439?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/7626698997655157439/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/10/ce-culoare-iti-aduce-noroc.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7626698997655157439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7626698997655157439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/10/ce-culoare-iti-aduce-noroc.html' title='Ce culoare iti aduce noroc'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-1638028504411833</id><published>2011-10-12T10:48:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T11:07:22.702+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Secretele sexului ascunse in felul in care scrii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqbE254x-6w/TpVJD8GWnkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sMvS8sO0FWA/s1600/Bucle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662512438509477442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqbE254x-6w/TpVJD8GWnkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sMvS8sO0FWA/s200/Bucle.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Deși fiecare învață aceleași reguli, oamenii îşi personalizează scrisul, în funcție de experiențele vieții.&lt;br /&gt;Literele care se extind în partea de jos, de exemplu, precum g, j, f, p, q, trădează natura sexuală a unei persoane. Litera g este, totuşi, cel mai des folosită în analizarea sexualităţii unei persoane, iar bucla pe care o faci îți spune câteva secrete despre senzualitatea ta. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WhH5br1mIhU/TpVIJoZYDpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JaW63KaDudM/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bucla întreruptă - Frustrare sexuală&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persoanele care nu sunt satisfăcute din punct de vedere sexual scriu cu întreruperi la nivelul buclei literei g. Este un semn că viaţa lor sexuală este incompletă.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buclă voluminoasă - Apetit sexual ridicat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un apetiti sexual puternic este indicat de o buclă lungă şi moderat de lată a literei g. O astfel de persoană se plictiseşte foarte repede şi are nevoie permanent de lucruri noi în pat. Are o imaginaţie foarte bogată, iar fanteziile sunt impresionante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buclă foarte mică, trunchiată - Dezinteres sexual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe de altă parte, dacă partea de jos a literei g este mică, trunchiată sau îi lipseşte presiunea, cel care a scris nu este prea activ din punct de vedere sexual şi nici nu se implică în prea multe activităţi fizice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buclă moderată - Energie sexuală bine stăpânită&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Îşi controlează foarte bine energia sexuală astfel încât pot sta săptămâni întregi fără să facă sex, dar de asemenea pot face sex chiar şi de trei ori pe zi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-1638028504411833?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/1638028504411833/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/10/secretele-sexului-ascunse-in-felul-in.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1638028504411833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1638028504411833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/10/secretele-sexului-ascunse-in-felul-in.html' title='Secretele sexului ascunse in felul in care scrii'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqbE254x-6w/TpVJD8GWnkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/sMvS8sO0FWA/s72-c/Bucle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4093471560170329012</id><published>2011-10-07T14:03:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T14:05:05.815+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grafologie'/><title type='text'>Grafologie: Despre semnatura</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mai jos cateva linii simpliste despre semnătură , interpretare minimală a unor aspecte legate de aceasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Daca semnatura ta este ascendenta si o subliniezi inseamna ca esti foarte ambitios,&lt;br /&gt;•Daca te semnezi mereu înclinat în sus garantează că priveşti mereu spre viitor.&lt;br /&gt;•Cei care îşi semnează numele drept trăiesc foarte mult în prezent.&lt;br /&gt;•Semnătura înclinată uşor în sus sugerează o abordare mai strategică.&lt;br /&gt;•Semnătura înclinată în jos sugerează că priveşti înapoi tot timpul şi că trăieşti în trecut.&lt;br /&gt;•Daca incepi mereu semnătura cu o linie apăsată în sus şi o termini cu o linie apăsată în sus inseamna că şansele tale vor avea mereu o tendinţă ascendentă. Acest lucru este important în special dacă îţi conduci propria afacere sau daca ai o functie de conducere.&lt;br /&gt;•Daca iti inchei semnătura cu o linie descendentă ai putine sanse de a avansa sau sansele sunt mici in a avea afaceri super profitabile.&lt;br /&gt;•Daca scrii linia la t şi pui punctul pe i inseamna ca esti capabil sa desfasori proiecte de avengura, iar daca literele nu sunt bine formate (o, a, g….) inseamna ca esti risipitor.&lt;br /&gt;•Daca semnatura ta este incercuita de jur imprejur inseamna ca iti e greu sa te faci respectat si iti este greu sa te impui fiind usor instabil, nehotarat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4093471560170329012?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4093471560170329012/comments/default' 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href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8290377144096879501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8290377144096879501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-6179771751577059167</id><published>2011-08-18T16:06:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:22:43.042+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprizele placute apar cand te astepti mai putin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RSjW8gYoyY/Tk0SG5Mz-8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/sN_fBHoTa_Q/s1600/80c2124bae6f9d6dbcc954b8cf34c73c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RSjW8gYoyY/Tk0SG5Mz-8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/sN_fBHoTa_Q/s400/80c2124bae6f9d6dbcc954b8cf34c73c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642185817808174018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O alta priveliste minunata cu surprize placute care apar cand te astepti mai putin.&lt;br /&gt;Am dat drumul unei maini care m-a strans o data tare si nu a reusit sa lase urme prea adanci, decat amintirea unei minuate zile... In schimb am primit ceva neasteptat.&lt;br /&gt;Am primit caldura care ma invaluie inca de la prima atingere si imi da starea de pielea gainii... o privire sincera si calda care ma inmoaie mereu, niste buze facute din cele mai alese arome, menite parca sa topeasca ambele poluri de-odata.&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce conteaza este ca te-am gasit cand nici nu te cautam si totul a venit ca un cadou mult asteptat de la Mos Craciun...&lt;br /&gt;Stii senzatia cand ti-ai dori ceva foarte tare dar ai incetata sa speri ca vei primi iar dimineata cand ajungi sub brad si deschizi cadoul gasesti fix ce iti doreai si ai senzatia aia de implinire totala de iti vine sa urlii de fericire... Asta esti tu!&lt;br /&gt;Totul este ca un vis si fiecare dimineata cand ma trezesc langa tine este o zi perfecta...&lt;br /&gt;Si atata de greu imi e sa plec mai departe spre un drum separat de al tau... dar ma consoleaza gandul ca suntem "IN ASTA IMPREUNA".&lt;br /&gt;E frumos sa functioneze asa de bine chimia asta si sa iasa scantei de cate ori ne revedem... fluturasii sa zboare liberi cand primesc un mesaj iar cand suna telefonul sa-mi fie greu sa imi dezlipesc ochii de pe imagine si sa apas butonul de raspuns si ca prin magie sa aud vocea ce ma linisteste si imi ofera o stare de BINE.&lt;br /&gt;Cele mai frumoase 11 zile &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Cine s-ar fi gandit ca vom devenii Echipa Fantastica :* ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6179771751577059167?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6179771751577059167/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/08/surprizele-placute-apar-cand-te-astepti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6179771751577059167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6179771751577059167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/08/surprizele-placute-apar-cand-te-astepti.html' title='Surprizele placute apar cand te astepti mai putin'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RSjW8gYoyY/Tk0SG5Mz-8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/sN_fBHoTa_Q/s72-c/80c2124bae6f9d6dbcc954b8cf34c73c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-8064455628050639614</id><published>2011-07-28T11:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T11:39:03.714+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Increde-te</title><content type='html'>AI incredere in mine ca voi fii mereu acolo sa te sustin... orice ar fii, nu te las sa lupti singur.&lt;br /&gt;Am nevoie da strangerea mainii la fel ca si tine... &lt;br /&gt;Asa am primit lumina in strada intunecata.&lt;br /&gt;Tu om cu chip de inger de imi pazesti Paradisul si ai grija sa vad viata cu alti ochi... &lt;br /&gt;Ai transformat lumea asta alb negru in color... toata natura zambeste si oamneii par mai frumosi.&lt;br /&gt;Nimic nu e ca tineeeeee - Cum canta Alexandrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/en30k22zydE?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-8064455628050639614?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/8064455628050639614/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/07/increde-te.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8064455628050639614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8064455628050639614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/07/increde-te.html' title='Increde-te'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/en30k22zydE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-5124330273643988593</id><published>2011-07-26T16:01:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:12:42.256+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Monstrii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83rtga2ibA8/Ti69QHGyQDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/nWw9vkwNHYk/s1600/purificationheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83rtga2ibA8/Ti69QHGyQDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/nWw9vkwNHYk/s400/purificationheart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633648268370133042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teama creaza monstrii cu care nu oricine poate lupta sau nu oricine poate iesi invingator in aceasta lupta.&lt;br /&gt;Degeaba este totul bine daca nu exista acel prezent care de multe ori o ia razna si se transforma in trecut,"prezent" pe care l-ai cunoscut doar pentru a stii ca poti fi fericit.&lt;br /&gt;Care este scopul unei fericiri limitate, de minute, ore sau chiar zile?&lt;br /&gt;Unde e prea multa fericire si nu exista prezent se poate aluneca usor spre alte lumi cu acei monstrii de neinvins... Sunt monstrii trecutului care nu cedeaza tocmai pentru ca nu vor a fi uitati, sunt mai puternici decat orice dorinta pozitiva... pot transforma un curcubeu in scrum.&lt;br /&gt;Ei se hranesc cu visele frumoase si zambetele inocente si le transforma in ce te sperie mai tare...&lt;br /&gt;Transforma zambetul sincer si fiinta cruda in zambete false si Marul prea copt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-5124330273643988593?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/5124330273643988593/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/07/monstrii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5124330273643988593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5124330273643988593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/07/monstrii.html' title='Monstrii'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83rtga2ibA8/Ti69QHGyQDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/nWw9vkwNHYk/s72-c/purificationheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-6878742243225707532</id><published>2011-07-26T10:36:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T11:04:31.592+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O alta explozie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5dMeqzKQ84/Ti50_ihQu7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/FwJlCxaH-YM/s1600/92983126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5dMeqzKQ84/Ti50_ihQu7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/FwJlCxaH-YM/s400/92983126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633568818833963954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discutii pe care nu vrei sa le termini, mesaje pe iti doresti sa le citesti dar ti-e teama sa le intelegi...teama ca este prea frumos pentru a parea real... si daca este, exista si riscul sa se piarda...&lt;br /&gt;Nu vreau sa ma gandesc la buzele alea pufoase si oarecum mai delicioase ca o inghetata intr-o zi de vara... &lt;br /&gt;N-am mai fost fascinata de frumusetea unor ochi pana nu i-am descoperit pe cei care arata fix ca rasaritul, cei ce i-am studiat minute in sir gandind ca poate e imaginatia mea.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e teama de lumea asta minunata, in care din greseala am ajuns, dar e greseala pe care n-o voi putea regreta vreodata. As da timpul inapoi sa o mai fac de cel putin 100 de ori LA FEL... Cu aceeasi pasiune, pentru ca e al naibi de placut sa simti cum iti doresti ceva cu toate celulele trupului iar cand primesti sa explodezi si sa nu intelegi cum s-a intamplat sau Ce?&lt;br /&gt;Scutul nici n-a simtit nevoie sa apara in fata unei astfel de fiinte, sau poate cum am mai zis asta e super puterea lui...&lt;br /&gt;Un om frumos cu un suflet minunat care deschide noi universuri pline de culori vii si parca transforma tot ce insemna teama, in CE E AIA?&lt;br /&gt;Am avut un vis prin locuri mirifice, am cutreierat munti si mari, iar totul a parut atat de real de nu vroiam sa ma trezesc... &lt;br /&gt;Ca si in viata reala simteam fiecare atingere de 50 de ori mai intens si mai placut.&lt;br /&gt;Tine-ma de mana si sa ne uitam impreuna la pelicula ce urmeaza...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6878742243225707532?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6878742243225707532/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-alta-explozie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6878742243225707532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6878742243225707532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-alta-explozie.html' title='O alta explozie'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5dMeqzKQ84/Ti50_ihQu7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/FwJlCxaH-YM/s72-c/92983126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-5676843357026974026</id><published>2011-07-25T11:14:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:45:46.557+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Neintelesuri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxHWZC8WXR8/Ti1VjC4vQOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3fivDIU7a5U/s1600/U%2Bmake%2Bme%2Bfeel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxHWZC8WXR8/Ti1VjC4vQOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3fivDIU7a5U/s400/U%2Bmake%2Bme%2Bfeel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633252769468989666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt chestii care nu le poti explica, dar le simt chiar daca nu le inteleg si habar n-am daca chiar exista... Cum sa cunosti un om pe care sa ai impresia dupa cateva ore petrecute impreuna, ca il cunosti de-o viata. &lt;br /&gt;Cum se explica atingerea aia care-ti face pielea ca de gaina si iti trimite fluturasi in stomac? Si de ce apare asa brusc?&lt;br /&gt;De ce o privire iti topeste picioarele si simti ca nu mai poti respira?&lt;br /&gt;Vreau niste explicati de la cineva in masura sa explice aceste simtiri si sa inteleg daca e normal sa fie asa...&lt;br /&gt;E normal sa existe cineva care sa iti provoace o dorinta doar cand te gandesti la EL?&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa uiti de tot si sa-ti pese doar de cat de frumos e?&lt;br /&gt;De ce se intampla asa brusc, fara ca cineva sa te anunte ca se va intampla? &lt;br /&gt;Mi-e frica sa cred ca un om poate provoca ceea ce simt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum simt ca lipseste ceva, nu pot explica exact simtirea, dar exista...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E atata de tare sa vezi in ochii unui om un tablou frumos care te incanta... si sa ramai blocat pe buzele care nici macar nu conteaza ce rostesc, dar sunt fascinante...&lt;br /&gt;Cata admiratie si ce explozie de simtire, din care mare lucru un se intelege dar exista si e ciudat.&lt;br /&gt;Ajuta-ma sa inteleg ce este si de ce!&lt;br /&gt;Simt caldura, panica, frig, nu inteleg... ce urmeaza? &lt;br /&gt;Si fluturasul ala nu are deloc stare, da din aripioare prin stomacul meu creand neliniste prin tot corpul.&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt goala si totusi plina, lipseste ceva ce am gasit dar nu este...Si nu-mi pasa de nimic, decat ca m-am simtit alt om si a fost frumos...&lt;br /&gt;MAI AI? MAI ADU!&lt;br /&gt;E dubios sa simti ca ai nevoie sa vezi pe cineva, fara un motiv PUR SI SIMPLU.&lt;br /&gt;Nu ai nevoie de apa, mancare sau tigari pentru ca... este tot ce-ti trebuie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-5676843357026974026?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/5676843357026974026/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/07/neintelesuri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5676843357026974026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5676843357026974026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/07/neintelesuri.html' title='Neintelesuri'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxHWZC8WXR8/Ti1VjC4vQOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3fivDIU7a5U/s72-c/U%2Bmake%2Bme%2Bfeel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4654642271856055904</id><published>2011-07-20T14:18:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:27:52.785+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Iar vara</title><content type='html'>Vara, acel anotimp in care culorile devin colorate si oamenii frumosi...&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc sentimentul de TRAIESC VARA!&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc momentele cand ma intalnesc cu oameni pe care nu-i mai tin minte, de care ma intreaba prietenele si tre sa-mi amintesc numele lor sa le pot ad informatii..&lt;br /&gt;Si ii mai si gasesc :D&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc sa ma oftic cand nu pot intra in apa ca e rece sau e buna da n-am voie...&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc vara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4654642271856055904?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4654642271856055904/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/07/iar-vara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4654642271856055904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4654642271856055904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/07/iar-vara.html' title='Iar vara'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-6854312331535370457</id><published>2011-05-02T11:29:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:48:32.498+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cati bani au castigat scriitorii romani din opera lor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zZtKudjlLQs/Tb5uJu8csEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VtTuVEW9dRE/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zZtKudjlLQs/Tb5uJu8csEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VtTuVEW9dRE/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602036099994923074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. Andrei Plesu&lt;br /&gt;Andrei Plesu adora sa povesteasca cele doua anecdote care fac deja parte din folclorul tesut in jurul succesului editorial "Despre ingeri". (Carte publicata la Editura Humanitas in 2005 si a fost vanduta in peste 54.000 de exemplare)&lt;br /&gt;Prima:&lt;br /&gt;Un cititor din provincie a suant la editura, cerand cu vehementa sa cumpere cartea "Despre ingineri"&lt;br /&gt;A doua:&lt;br /&gt;La cateva zile de la aparitia cartii, Andrei Plesu a intrebat un angajat al Humanitas cum se vinde "Despre ingeri". Raspunsul a cazut sex: "Se vinde in draci!"&lt;br /&gt;Cele doua anecdote ii produc, de fiecare data cand le spune, aceeasi bucurie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sursa: Forbes Romania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu puteam sa nu scriu aceste randuri, deoarece aceasta carte una din preferatele mele... "Despre ingeri"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6854312331535370457?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6854312331535370457/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/05/cati-bani-au-castigat-scriitorii-romani.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6854312331535370457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6854312331535370457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/05/cati-bani-au-castigat-scriitorii-romani.html' title='Cati bani au castigat scriitorii romani din opera lor'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zZtKudjlLQs/Tb5uJu8csEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VtTuVEW9dRE/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-2762852752526300020</id><published>2011-04-28T15:44:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T15:53:18.870+03:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Mai</title><content type='html'>O revedere cu prietenii vechi si 3 zile pline cu distractie la mare schimba parte  considerabila din starea aia...&lt;br /&gt;Placut uimita de felul in care au evoluat locurile de iesit din Orasul Iubit si impresionata de o priveliste, putin zis mirifica, m-am intors in capitala cu mare in suflet...&lt;br /&gt;Cu toate astea, vreau marea mea, locul meu nu foarte populat si doar cu cei care conteaza, pe care de altfel l-am descoperit, trebuie doar sa il ascund bine pentru a-l proteja de suprapopulare :((&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturata de aglomeratia 1maista de la mare, ma intreb ea saraca cum mai suporta...&lt;br /&gt;Primul an in care PisicaPeAcoperis isi petrece 1 mai-ul in Bucuresti, departe de mare si de majoritatea prietenilor... Sper sa reziste bine, cum s-ar zice vitejeste ;))&lt;br /&gt;Si marea-n suflet asteapta vara :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-2762852752526300020?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/2762852752526300020/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/04/1-mai.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2762852752526300020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2762852752526300020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/04/1-mai.html' title='1 Mai'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-5560473315344410153</id><published>2011-04-11T10:46:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:04:46.503+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No more Cristian</title><content type='html'>Te-a dezamagit vreodata cineva atata de tare in cat sa iti schimbe parerea despre el cu 180 de grade?&lt;br /&gt;PisicaPeAcoperis era indragostita pana peste cap, adora zambetul ala cretin, replica lui celebra :)) TOT. Era mai frumos decat capsunile cu frisca a malul marii.&lt;br /&gt;L-a cunoscut mai bine si a inteles ca e un mitoman care nu stie sa respecte ceea ce i se ofera.&lt;br /&gt;Din pacate o dezamagire mai mare ca asta nu exista, pentru ca cel mai mult uraste sa fie mintita si sa nu i se aprecieze sacrificiile... O sa ramana in memoria ei ca un barbat frumos si atat...&lt;br /&gt;Un barbat frumos care nu are principii si pretentii de la viata. se multumeste cu ceea ce gaseste chiar daca nu inseamna calitate ci din contra...&lt;br /&gt; "- Niciodata nu am apreciat omul care nu lupta pentru o viata mai buna."&lt;br /&gt;Acum nu se mai poate gandi nici macar ca i-ar fi dor de Pitong pentru ca ii sta in minte doar felul in care l-a descoperit, in care era de la inceput dar refuza sa-l vada si provocarea pe care i-a facut-o: " - N-ai curaj sa pleci si sa nu mai ma cauti".&lt;br /&gt;Doamne cat iubeste pisi provocarea si mereu trece si peste cadavre pentru a demonstra ca e capabila :))&lt;br /&gt;Papusel asta e pentru tine... Ti-am acceptat provocarea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-5560473315344410153?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/5560473315344410153/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-more-cristian.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5560473315344410153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5560473315344410153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-more-cristian.html' title='No more Cristian'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-731672287834423151</id><published>2011-04-07T14:03:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T14:17:30.419+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Zambetul cu numele sefei la masculin</title><content type='html'>PisicaPeAcoperis priveste in continuu uimita la frumusetea unei persoane greu de inteles.&lt;br /&gt;Ai avut vreodata un moment in care ai ramas profund impresionata de ceva frumos pe care l-ai vrea dar ti-e destul de greu sa-l capeti?&lt;br /&gt;Cam asta e senzatia Pisicii... Priveste ca matza in calendar la niste poze cu ochi sclipitori si veseli, cu buze delicioase si moi, cu un fel de perfectiune in viziunea ei, dar fara dorinta de acel ceva... &lt;br /&gt;Altfel zis, cu tot ce trebuie si cu un mare FARA... &lt;br /&gt;PisicaPeAcoperis intelege ce zice dar nu vrea sa mai accepte, incearca sa treaca peste si sa nu mai se gandeasca la zambetul ala cretin care a dat-o pe spate... un zambet care pare atat de inocent dar daca ar fi aici i-ar straluci coltii si nu s-ar feri sa-i infiga in cicatricele deja existente si dureroase, oarecum nepasator, zambetul diabolic nu poate fi uitat.&lt;br /&gt;Acum deja se conformeaza si incet incet accepta ca zambetul ala nu e facut pentru ea, dar totusi nu poate trece peste si inca o data adoarme gandindu-se la CINEVA-ul acela si se trezeste cu el in gand, iar atunci cand i se pare ca il vede sau ii aude vocea i se inmoaie sufletul si picioarele precum ciocolata aerata.&lt;br /&gt;Mai nasol e atunci cand sefa trimite un mail sau un raport si apare acelasi nume doar ca la feminin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-731672287834423151?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/731672287834423151/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/04/zambetul-cu-numele-sefei-la-masculin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/731672287834423151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/731672287834423151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/04/zambetul-cu-numele-sefei-la-masculin.html' title='Zambetul cu numele sefei la masculin'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-6200187614698902599</id><published>2011-04-06T14:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T14:02:03.209+03:00</updated><title type='text'>TEST:Te caracterizeaza rautatea?</title><content type='html'>Ai obtinut 115 puncte. Mai bine sa te stie de nebuna decat de proasta &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acesta este dictonul tau in viata. Simti ca nu poti lasa o fapta neplatita si mai bine sa afle din timp cu cine se pune pentru ca data viitoare sa nu mai faca greseala de a te supara. Iti place ca cei din jur sa se comporte cu tine asa cum te comporti si tu cu ei. Cand se intampla contrariul, bati imediat obrazul. Pont: Cuvantul are destula putere si nu a ranit pe nimeni fizic. Dupa ce le aplici puterea acestuia, toti isi vor da seama ca nu e bine sa se puna cu tine, iar cei care au avut de-a face te vor ocoli de teama reactiilor tale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6200187614698902599?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6200187614698902599/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/04/testte-caracterizeaza-rautatea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6200187614698902599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6200187614698902599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/04/testte-caracterizeaza-rautatea.html' title='TEST:Te caracterizeaza rautatea?'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-8293638067379009542</id><published>2011-04-05T14:23:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T14:31:20.793+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O stare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ9e0MkYnhA/TZr9gQDfWyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/412yVh6inzY/s1600/1080518_922602091-300x195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ9e0MkYnhA/TZr9gQDfWyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/412yVh6inzY/s400/1080518_922602091-300x195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592060617841138466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai avut vreodata o stare de lehamite? ChefLess sau ceva de genu?&lt;br /&gt;Asta e starea mea... Am trecut de la o extrema la alta.&lt;br /&gt;Noroc ca soarele are raze pentru toata lumea si din cand in cand mai ajung si la mine.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai nasol e cand cazi de sus, doare mai tare, decat daca te prabusesti cand esti mai putin sus si nu ajungi de la Maxim la Minus Maxim.&lt;br /&gt;Totul se intampla cu un motiv, eu inca incerc sa-l aflu, dar observ ca se lasa asteptat si ma roade sa astept, mai tare ca un pantof nou...&lt;br /&gt;Incep sa trec la extrema cand e atat de apasator si in curand va deveni neinteresant si poate trece...&lt;br /&gt;Incet incet dar sigur, acest "univers" se duce... si altul nu se vede nici macar foarte departe... Greu si cu universul asta si centrul lui.&lt;br /&gt;O stare de cacat de la un univers ciudat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-8293638067379009542?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/8293638067379009542/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-stare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8293638067379009542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8293638067379009542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-stare.html' title='O stare...'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ9e0MkYnhA/TZr9gQDfWyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/412yVh6inzY/s72-c/1080518_922602091-300x195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-269531358146702881</id><published>2011-03-30T10:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T10:29:15.697+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz: Care este numele tau de baiat?</title><content type='html'>Alexandru – curaj, siguranta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esti o persoana echilibrata, sigura pe ea, increzatoare in fortele proprii si foarte ambitioasa. Esti intr-o continua competitie si o lupta acerba cu tine insati pentru autodepasire, atat pe plan psihic, cat si pe plan profesional. Iti place sentimentul de siguranta si de aceea simti ca este datoria ta sa ii protejezi pe cei din jurul tau. Te bucuri de o viata aventuroasa si incerci sa traiesti fiecare clipa ca si cum ar fi ultima, insa uneori ajungi sa regreti anumite aspecte si fapte facute in graba. In dragoste uimesti prin senzualitatea si noncoformismul de care dai dovada. Iti plac relatiile de lunga durata, in care sa poti iubi cu patima si sa te dedici trup si suflet relatiei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-269531358146702881?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/269531358146702881/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/03/quiz-care-este-numele-tau-de-baiat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/269531358146702881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/269531358146702881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/03/quiz-care-este-numele-tau-de-baiat.html' title='Quiz: Care este numele tau de baiat?'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-8305413056282098657</id><published>2011-03-29T14:21:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T14:32:59.158+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bac in bisnis</title><content type='html'>PisicaPeAcoperis a lenevit si dupa cum stiti iarna nu-i place.&lt;br /&gt;A fost pe afara dar n-a vazut soarele asa ca s-a intors la barlog ;))&lt;br /&gt;Acum in schimb ca inviat natura, scoate si ea nasul la aer si apreciaza fiecare raza de soare si gura de aer placut...&lt;br /&gt;Si ca de obicei isi complica viata la fiecare iesire :))&lt;br /&gt;Il gaseste pe Minunatul Print care dupa cateva ore pare mai rau ca dracu :)) trece peste, mai gaseste un Fat-Frumos calare pe cal alb care si el are ghearele ascutite si atunci decat sa se lase cu sange mai bine cu "petece si cicatrice" pe inima.&lt;br /&gt;Si uite asa se intoarce la Pisi Alinuta si Pisi Ralucuta si se uita la filme de oftat in grup ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-8305413056282098657?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/8305413056282098657/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/03/bac-in-bisnis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8305413056282098657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8305413056282098657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/03/bac-in-bisnis.html' title='Bac in bisnis'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-990199520908733410</id><published>2011-03-25T15:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T15:48:01.743+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Un OMAGIU</title><content type='html'>UN MIC MOMENT DE RECULEGERE pentru "Pisica de pe acoperisul fierbinte"&lt;br /&gt;RIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-990199520908733410?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/990199520908733410/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/03/un-omagiu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/990199520908733410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/990199520908733410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2011/03/un-omagiu.html' title='Un OMAGIU'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-6378709127568674334</id><published>2010-11-15T23:15:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:20:46.117+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reguli de hranire</title><content type='html'>Ce face pisicapeacoperis :)) si-a amintit ca exista :))&lt;br /&gt;De plictiseala incearca sa faca fata unei provocari DURE, d`aia cu regim, cu reguli la mancare.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah, oribil, hidos, e inca prima zi si daca nu ma duc la somn o sa mor de foame :-j&lt;br /&gt;De ce a inventat lumea conceptul de femeie plinuta? Sa ma chinui eu sa ma infometez :-j&lt;br /&gt;Si regulile stau asa:&lt;br /&gt;Azi Ziua 1 Supa de varza si fructe plus multa apa....cine poate sa traiasca asa :((&lt;br /&gt;Dar trebuie sa fac fata provocarii, o luptatoare nu cedeaza in fata mancarii, doar sufera groaznica cand simte aromele....&lt;br /&gt;Sper sa apuc si ziua de manie :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6378709127568674334?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6378709127568674334/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/11/reguli-de-hranire.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6378709127568674334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6378709127568674334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/11/reguli-de-hranire.html' title='Reguli de hranire'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-9122430153700944868</id><published>2010-07-21T11:13:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T11:48:15.490+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mega super WEEKEND prelungit :D&lt;br /&gt;Ce frumos e sa ai weekendul de vineri pana marti :D&lt;br /&gt;Pisicapeacoperis s-a innegrit, are o culoare maronie :X &lt;br /&gt;M-am distrat la maxim sa zic asa, mancata de furnici si lesinata de caldura, abea asteptand sa se lase noaptea sa inceapa distractie.&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa ne destrabalam si sa ma treziti si pe mine cam in 2 ore asa, nu ca si Katinca, sa adoarma dupa mine :)) si sa o trezesc eu.&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu uitam sa fim prieteni si la rau, nu doar la bine, pentru ca peste orice altceva suntem oameni si totul e bine cand se termina cu bine.&lt;br /&gt;Si hai cu Sheebulina pe plaja sa mai manance niste mingii sau capul unui copil cu casca de plastic :-j&lt;br /&gt;Sa gasim sticla de 5 litri d vin si party-ul ala Goa, care in nici un caz nu  unde m-a trimis omul cu tigara aprinsa, acolo e doar fucking camp dubios.&lt;br /&gt;Mai bem palinca si palinca fake de la Ariciu ?:))&lt;br /&gt;Sa creeam un cort peste corturi ca doara sa putem gasi o gura de umbra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-9122430153700944868?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/9122430153700944868/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/mega-super-weekend-prelungit-d-ce.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/9122430153700944868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/9122430153700944868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/mega-super-weekend-prelungit-d-ce.html' title=''/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-1587220780543985672</id><published>2010-07-16T11:22:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:46:01.269+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O nebunie</title><content type='html'>Nu prea mai inteleg ce se intampla, totul se transforma, parca traim intr-o lume intoarsa.&lt;br /&gt;Suntem un popor retard, plin de ratati care promoveaza curvele doar ca sa aiba parte de un blowjob mocca.&lt;br /&gt;Devenim din ce in ce mai prosti si mai usor de dus de nas de oameni cu 8 sau chiar 4 clase. Ce dracu inseamna asta?&lt;br /&gt;Au murit si se sinucid valorile muzicii si actorii de valoare si in urma lor apar numai rebuturi.&lt;br /&gt;Orice reclama are conotatii sexuale iar la stiri doar crime si violuri.&lt;br /&gt;Cum educam copii din ziua de azi?De fapt de ce au nevoie de educatie intr-o tara ca asta. Daca e fata e de ajuns sa aiba parul blond si sa fie usuratica, iar daca e baiat e de ajuns sa aiba parinti cu bani.&lt;br /&gt;Din pacate cam la asta se limiteaza poporul nostru.&lt;br /&gt;La metrou, o "doamna" cu batic cara intr-o geanta Marks and Spencer, cartofi si ceapa si alta desteapta folosea o sacosa d`aia de hartie, de o purtau pitipoancele pe post de poseta, cu relama la STICKY pe ea (pentru cunoscatori).&lt;br /&gt;WTF au innebunit toti?&lt;br /&gt;Mai avem o mica sansa sa devenim o tara normala? sau trebuie sa ne mutam din tara ca sa putem trai normal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-1587220780543985672?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/1587220780543985672/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-nebunie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1587220780543985672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1587220780543985672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-nebunie.html' title='O nebunie'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-6096526844712679992</id><published>2010-07-12T12:21:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:33:56.989+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Inca o data mare</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/Jw6TnHYUkPg/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jw6TnHYUkPg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jw6TnHYUkPg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inca un weekend la mare :x inca o data impresionanta de minunile marii.&lt;br /&gt;Am savurat o baie la nudisti si am lasat marea in ochii lui.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa o saptamana de munca, un binemeritat weekend insetat de distractie si in compania prietenilor, chiar si prin minunata ploaia racoritoare, putin insistenta.&lt;br /&gt;Si ne-am intors fara culoare si inca cu dor de mare :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6096526844712679992?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6096526844712679992/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/inca-o-data-mare.html#comment-form' title='0 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-8350300027580532306</id><published>2010-07-07T17:11:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:18:14.462+03:00</updated><title type='text'>nu va mai suport</title><content type='html'>inca o data am realizat ca munca cu oamenii trecuti de varsta pensiei e imposibilia, oricat crezi ca is ok, sunt tot invidiosi si rai, plini de ura pentru ca nu mai sunt tineri si frumosi, au ramas singuri si pt ca sunt asa nimeni nu-i iubeste.&lt;br /&gt;Frate daca ai asa ceva casa tine-l, nu-i da drumu sa mai lucreze, nu afce de cat sa atraga rau asupra ta, pentru ca e nesuferit si face viata grea altora, totul va cadea pe tine, ca sa e.&lt;br /&gt;E practic imposibil sa ajungi sa iesi la pensie si sa nu te mai sature Dumnezeu, sa incrci sa lucrezi da de fapt sa tragi totul in jos si totusi tot aia sunt cu gura mare si ciufuti.&lt;br /&gt;Vorba unui prieten:"Toata lumea stie ca femeile la menopauza sunt nesuferite" doar ac ele nu realizeaza cat de groaznic e sa suporti asa om.&lt;br /&gt;Se amnagesc ca le e bin si ca se descurca dar de fapt toata lumea ar vrea sa scape de ele da le e mila.&lt;br /&gt;Rezulta ca sunt PATETICE si isi bat joc singure de ele, e ca si cum te-ai imbraca in clovn si te-ai intreba de ce te trimite lumea la circ, sau ai arata ca o mumie si nu stii de ce te trimite lumea la muzeu.&lt;br /&gt;Nu, Nu te trimite sa le vizitezi, te trimite sa ramai acolo sa-ti faci numarul si sa nu mai omori retina si nervii celor care incearca sa faca ceva util si au capacitatea de a o face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-8350300027580532306?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-6032180860071620767</id><published>2010-07-05T10:08:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:01:10.467+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mare</title><content type='html'>Inapoi de la mareeeeee :(&lt;br /&gt;Un weekend aproape minunat, important e ca ma fost intre prieteni si cunostinte.&lt;br /&gt;Daca am avea scoici in loc de burice atunci am sta pe o plaja plina de burice :))&lt;br /&gt;Iar daca nu stiam ca ganganiile fug dupa flori, iar acestea de ele, am aflat de Confucius.&lt;br /&gt;:)) Dupa ce ne-am rugat in stanga si-n dreapta de cineva sa ne ajute, sa plutim pe barcuta, pana la geamandura a venit si momentul intoarcerii care din pacate nu era favorabil :)))&lt;br /&gt;Cunostinte noi, punkisti dubiosi, care fiind la Goblin`n`Gulag spuneau ca ei beau o bere la Google :))&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am gasit inspiratie spre glume proaste cu oameni tuti :))&lt;br /&gt;Am fost Copac cu inspiratie si fructe, aproape calcate de masina cand incercau sa fie covor din piele de leu :)))&lt;br /&gt;Si cand zic barcuta ma refer la aceea barca "uitata de cineva" pe plaja, langa baldachinul pe care stateam noi, pe care zicea nenea ala sa o ia el :-j daca tot nu eram acolo (asta e Romania).&lt;br /&gt;Dupa entuziasmul cu care am plecat, ne-am intors cu gust amar dar responsabil.&lt;br /&gt;Un soare minunat in baldachinul de pe malul marii unde hopa s-au trezit hate-ri aia sa-mi disturbe cel mai lin somn cu un scartait, gen picatura chinezeasca, umflandu-si salteaua aia infecta, dar acelasi zgomot l-am interpretat si eu am vazut ca au cazut ei in cel mai relaxant film, nu de alta da eram curioasa sa vad cum le place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6032180860071620767?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6032180860071620767/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/mare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6032180860071620767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6032180860071620767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/mare.html' title='Mare'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-1612119595087525290?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/1612119595087525290/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/iar-la-mareeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1612119595087525290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1612119595087525290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/iar-la-mareeeee.html' title='Iar la mareeeee'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-2667064092929141883</id><published>2010-07-01T12:26:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:29:41.630+03:00</updated><title type='text'>TREI SORI</title><content type='html'>Azi fiind lansarea oficiala a clipului TREI SORI ne delectam cu ce avem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/rUnfIZ1QhhM/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rUnfIZ1QhhM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rUnfIZ1QhhM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I:&lt;br /&gt;Azi ne despartim&lt;br /&gt;E vina ta, sau poate-i vina mea&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu voi uita, niciodata...&lt;br /&gt;Niciodata, soarele sau vantul&lt;br /&gt;Din privirea ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ref: &lt;br /&gt;E soare, soare mult in privirea ta&lt;br /&gt;Vad 3 sori cand merg la mare, ochii tai si-un soare&lt;br /&gt;Uneori apare vantul, aducand o floare&lt;br /&gt;Si pe loc, ma doare gandul....c-am pierdut ceva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II:&lt;br /&gt;Am sa plec acum, &lt;br /&gt;Sa ne fie poate mai usor&lt;br /&gt;O sa plangi putin, te stiu prea bine&lt;br /&gt;Si o sa-mi fie dor...&lt;br /&gt;De soare si privirea ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ref x2:&lt;br /&gt;E soare, soare mult in privirea ta&lt;br /&gt;Vad 3 sori cand merg la mare, ochii tai si-un soare&lt;br /&gt;Uneori apare vantul, aducand o floare&lt;br /&gt;Si pe loc, ma doare gandul....c-am pïerdut ceva!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-2667064092929141883?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/2667064092929141883/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/trei-sori.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2667064092929141883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2667064092929141883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/07/trei-sori.html' title='TREI SORI'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4146740858141904758</id><published>2010-06-30T16:29:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T16:40:11.787+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Era o vreme in care PisicaPeAcoperis era foarte usor de impresionat, o atingea orice imagine deprimanta, acum inghite in sec doar cand isi aminteste ca acolo exista piatra aia grea si rece.&lt;br /&gt;Nu stie sigura daca ii e dor de casa sau vrea sa mai ajunga acolo sa povesteasca ce nu s-a zis pana acum 3 ani, de zilele alea luni in care vorbea singura, sperand ca o auzi.&lt;br /&gt;Era asa greu sa indrepte pasii spre poarta aia mare, in drum atatea vise spulbrate si vieti amarate......&lt;br /&gt;I s-a spus de multe ori ca o viata de succes e aia in care se lasa trecutul in urma, dar cum ar putea sa lase in urma trecutul care i-a creat prezentul?&lt;br /&gt;Acum are momente cand isi aminteste .... si atat!&lt;br /&gt;ATAT ii ramane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4146740858141904758?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4146740858141904758/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4604312496737931239</id><published>2010-06-30T12:12:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:30:16.985+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Un vis nebun de vara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/TCsOPhSlRfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/SrDUgUOraN4/s1600/nejd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/TCsOPhSlRfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/SrDUgUOraN4/s400/nejd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488496230678218226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PisicaPeAcoperis vrea acasa la mare!&lt;br /&gt;Hei alo,  putina liniste si pace!&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa zac sub soare, intinsa pe mal, sa simt fiecare val cum ma inconjoara plin de caldura.&lt;br /&gt;O sampanie rece, o inghetata nesstea de piersici, un sclav care sa-mi faca vant cu o frunza imensa, eventual sa fie Spartacus :D.&lt;br /&gt;Tre sa am trezesc, mai sunt 2 zile pana vineri, cand ajung la mare sau pardon la nudisti, ca m-am saturat de dungi albe pe piele bronzata :D&lt;br /&gt;Deci da PisicaPeAcoperis vrea sa se balaceasca nud cu Spartacus :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4604312496737931239?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4604312496737931239/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/06/un-vis-nebun-de-vara.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-3678090477692251638</id><published>2010-06-25T14:25:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T14:30:03.083+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipocrita</title><content type='html'>Ce usor am ajuns la un dezgust maxim, fata de fatarnicia acelora care se dadeau prieteni doar ca sa ajunga sa-mi cunoasca prietenii.&lt;br /&gt;Toata viata am urat astfel de tarani, ipocriti idioti.&lt;br /&gt;Daca nu va puteti face o viata a voastra nu incercati sa intrati cu forta in viata altora.&lt;br /&gt;Si ipocrizia aia cand imi ofereai sfaturi, care mergeau spre favoarea ta, sau cel putin asa credeai.&lt;br /&gt;Da uite vezi, ca daca esti falsa si varza nu ai nimic, cu atat mai putin de pe urma greselilor mele.&lt;br /&gt;Sper ca faptul ca te ignor si t tratez mai urat decat cu curu sa-ti dea de gandit si sa realizezi ca de fapt nu vreau sa te mai vad sau sa mai am vreo treaba cu masti ca tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti urez ce imi doresti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-3678090477692251638?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/3678090477692251638/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/06/ipocrita.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/3678090477692251638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/3678090477692251638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/06/ipocrita.html' title='Ipocrita'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4047822959232919437</id><published>2010-06-23T12:55:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T13:08:55.493+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vita de vie - visare</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/j8z1zoS8xqQ/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8z1zoS8xqQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j8z1zoS8xqQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stai langa mine si priveste-ma&lt;br /&gt;Dormi langa mine si viseaza-ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-are rost sa-ti amintesti ce-a fost&lt;br /&gt;Fiindca tot ce-a fost a trecut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta cu mine si asculta-ma&lt;br /&gt;Plangi pentru mine si salveaza-ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu e greu sa crezi ca tu esti eu&lt;br /&gt;Si dorinta mea e a ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stinge lumina si aprinde-ma,&lt;br /&gt;Rupe din tine, intregeste-ma,&lt;br /&gt;Iarta-mi visarea sï trezeste-ma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4047822959232919437?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-6000666430460623643</id><published>2010-06-21T10:56:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:01:50.936+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mare, Soare si Prieteni</title><content type='html'>Primul weekend de mare, planificat in ultimele secunde.&lt;br /&gt;Drum plin de hohote, soare, mare si alcool cu prietenii, ce poate fi mai minunat de atat.&lt;br /&gt;Asculta-ma 2 secunde.........................................E ok, e ok , e ok.&lt;br /&gt;:)))&lt;br /&gt;Asa trist e cand uitandu-ma in urma vad marea, e un sentiment de pustiu.&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai vreau vara fara mare, nu mai vreau zile fara soare :))) Na ca fac si rime.&lt;br /&gt;Un weekend perfect, din pacate scurt, poate prea scurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MI-E DOR DE MAREEEEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6000666430460623643?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6000666430460623643/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/06/mare-soare-si-prieteni.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6000666430460623643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6000666430460623643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/06/mare-soare-si-prieteni.html' title='Mare, Soare si Prieteni'/><author><name>Alina 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A cui e casa asta? si ce caut eu aici?&lt;br /&gt;Nu cunosc pe nimeni si toti stau langa o masa dubioasa, pare o inmormantare dar omul din poza e de mult inger.&lt;br /&gt;Il cunosc, mi-a fost prieten bun, ce se intampla aici??&lt;br /&gt;In ce an suntem?&lt;br /&gt;Buna! Ce faci?&lt;br /&gt;Mergem iar pe pajiste? dar promite-mi ca vii la petrecere dupa, la casa aia pe care n-o cunosc.....&lt;br /&gt;Cat de frumos e peisajul, as putea sta asa toata viata, mai ales tinand cont de situatie, te-as tine aici sa ramai mereu langa noi, ia, bea o gura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiar daca pare dubios nu vreau sa ma trezesc, vreau sa mai petrec cateva clipe aproape......nu pleca, staaaaaaai............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unde te grabesti asa?Iar dispari asa?&lt;br /&gt;Unde esti? cine sunt oameni astia de langa mine? ce se intampla?&lt;br /&gt;Vreau inapoi acolo..... &lt;br /&gt;Tu cine esti?&lt;br /&gt;Ce imi arati? Vorbeste! De ce nu zice nimeni nimic ?!?&lt;br /&gt;Stii cumva in ce parte a plecat tipul care era aici? langa mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu nu nu!&lt;br /&gt;Ce imi arati acolo?&lt;br /&gt;Uof, iar a plecat si n-am apucat sa vorbesc :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai vreau sa vad piatra aia, e oribila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-7516626910334085237?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/7516626910334085237/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/06/cosmar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7516626910334085237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7516626910334085237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/06/cosmar.html' title='Cosmar'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-2942071808424869038</id><published>2010-05-25T11:38:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:47:12.223+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa il introduc pe noul pet al pisiciidepeacoperis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S_uOfInFpII/AAAAAAAAAFA/Bp9fUZ4cyyg/s1600/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S_uOfInFpII/AAAAAAAAAFA/Bp9fUZ4cyyg/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475126437537490050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El este Ollie, si nasica Olivia (cea de la care ii vine si numele).&lt;br /&gt;Sobolanul meu domeswtic, cea mai docila fiinta si foarte usor de educat, ii place sa invete sa faca trucuri si sa cucereasca mainile oamenilor, iar cand se simte iubit si protejat te pupa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-2942071808424869038?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' 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sezonul pentru weekenduri in Vama.&lt;br /&gt;Un Paste fericit si nu uitati sa dati un click ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- start code 'www.delaunprieten.ro' --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.delaunprieten.ro/widget?w=2&amp;id=1363&amp;code=9f02ce4a5c611186e109a61d4dd1071f"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- end code 'www.delaunprieten.ro' --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-546198182790459840?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/546198182790459840/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/03/si-vine-si-pastele.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Urechile pisicii Olga'/><title type='text'>Acoperis nou</title><content type='html'>Pisicapeacoperis si-a schimbat "acoperisul", are si balcon cu mult soare, unde vom face plaja duminica, si nu are net acasa inca.&lt;br /&gt;   Spre noul acoperis merge cu tranvaiul, si intr-o dimineata a schimbat 3 tranvaie ca sa-l nimereasca pe cel bun, noroc ca avea companie haioasa.Si oameni d`abea treziti din somn, suparati ca mergeau spre job o priveau cu invidie ca era in drum spre culcusul cel nou si calduros, si cu companie ei plina de viata.&lt;br /&gt;   In sfarsit a nimerit tranvaiul dar a apasat pe alarma in lift si a aflat ca in caz de urgenta in lift nu reactioneaza nimeni, pentru ca alarma nu functioneaza.&lt;br /&gt;   A trecut evenimentul care imi ocupa cea mai mare parte din timp, respectiv Salonul de Carte, Presa si Muzica, care a fost foarte dragut.&lt;br /&gt;   Mi-am incarcat o bucata din biblioteca, si am cunsocut "Urechile pisicii Olga", carticica cu aventurile unei mititele pisicute urecheate, si am reusit sa descopar "Non sensul Giratoriu si alte non sensuri de ieri si de azi" o carte minunata cu multe realitati.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-1552630346788049696?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/1552630346788049696/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/03/acoperis-nou.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1552630346788049696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1552630346788049696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/03/acoperis-nou.html' title='Acoperis nou'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-1465820956987000256</id><published>2010-02-19T19:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:29:01.902+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMr52bCXNdU&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/CMr52bCXNdU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would not believe your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If ten million fireflies&lt;br /&gt;Lit up the world as I fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause they'd fill the open air&lt;br /&gt;And leave tear drops everywhere&lt;br /&gt;You'd think me rude but I would just stand and&lt;br /&gt;Stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns, slowly&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd get a thousand hugs&lt;br /&gt;From ten thousand lightning bugs&lt;br /&gt;As they tried to teach my how to dance&lt;br /&gt;A foxtrot above my head&lt;br /&gt;A sock-hop beneath my bed&lt;br /&gt;The disco ball is just hanging by a thread&lt;br /&gt;(Thread, thread...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns, slowly&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems&lt;br /&gt;(When I fall asleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave my door open just a crack&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here)&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel like such an insomniac&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here)&lt;br /&gt;Why do I tire of counting sheep?&lt;br /&gt;(Please take me away from here)&lt;br /&gt;When I'm far too tired to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;(Ha-ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ten million fireflies&lt;br /&gt;I'm weird cause I hate goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I got misty eyes as they said farewell&lt;br /&gt;(Said farewell)&lt;br /&gt;But I'll know where several are&lt;br /&gt;If my dreams get real bizarre&lt;br /&gt;Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar&lt;br /&gt;(Jar, jar, jar...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns, slowly&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything is never as it seems&lt;br /&gt;(When I fall asleep)&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That planet Earth turns, slowly&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;Because my dreams are bursting at the seams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-1465820956987000256?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/1465820956987000256/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-would-not-believe-your-eyes-if-ten.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1465820956987000256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1465820956987000256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-would-not-believe-your-eyes-if-ten.html' title=''/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-2342290920254963242</id><published>2010-02-17T22:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:41:33.015+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ca o stea</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Um9nH_hBGU&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/_Um9nH_hBGU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca o stea x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fii atent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are o aura ce te-atrage,&lt;br /&gt;Stie ca o placi, de-aia nu te lasa-n pace.&lt;br /&gt;E atat de tacuta,&lt;br /&gt;Misterul iti provoaca o privire pierduta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stii, te debusoleaza.&lt;br /&gt;Crezi ca-i aproape, dar-i departe cand se insereaza.&lt;br /&gt;Cateodata te intristeaza&lt;br /&gt;Cand in zilele cu ghinion nu te lumineaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai zile in care te debusoleaza,&lt;br /&gt;Dispare de pe cer ca reper cand se incetoseaza.&lt;br /&gt;Da, e exact ca o stea,&lt;br /&gt;O vezi doar cand vrea, de-aia esti nebun dupa ea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De la distanta pare mica rau,&lt;br /&gt;Da` de-i aproape, e chiar imens sufletul sau.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru tine de neatins,&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i ca o stea, e chiar o stea. Te-ai prins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E deasupra tuturor, vegheaza.&lt;br /&gt;Cand restu` dorm, ea e singura treaza.&lt;br /&gt;Stie ca are ceva in plus,&lt;br /&gt;E de neajuns fiindca-i mult prea sus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diferita, nu poate fi comparata,&lt;br /&gt;Nici cu toti banii din lume nu poate fi cumparata.&lt;br /&gt;Greu sa ajungi la ea, firesc.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt multe ca ea, dar nu toate stralucesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le tine pe restu` la distanta,&lt;br /&gt;Stie ca n-are ce cauta pe langa vreo zdreanta.&lt;br /&gt;N-are nevoie de nimeni,&lt;br /&gt;Straluceste si singura, si il stie prea bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu o ai nici tu, dar nici altii,&lt;br /&gt;Nu e genu` de fata care se baga in relatii.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt atatia care au incercat&lt;br /&gt;S-o atinga noaptea, dar au esuat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parca n-are niciun defect,&lt;br /&gt;Cand se instaleaza seara, ea ii da efect.&lt;br /&gt;Si mi se pare corect,&lt;br /&gt;E o munca sa te mentii frumoasa. Respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E atat de speciala.&lt;br /&gt;Dintre atatea milioane, apare la mine pe coala.&lt;br /&gt;Poate nu-i place muzica mea&lt;br /&gt;Ca din cate vad, eu nu exist pentru ea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E deasupra tuturor, vegheaza.&lt;br /&gt;Cand restu` dorm, ea e singura treaza.&lt;br /&gt;Stie ca are ceva in plus,&lt;br /&gt;E de neajuns fiindca-i mult prea sus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diferita, nu poate fi comparata,&lt;br /&gt;Nici cu toti banii din lume nu poate fi cumparata.&lt;br /&gt;Greu sa ajungi la ea, firesc.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt multe ca ea, dar nu toate stralucesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pana si Soarele-i o stea.&lt;br /&gt;Cum ai convins Pamantul sa se-nvarta-n jurul tau asa?&lt;br /&gt;Am atatea intrebari sa-ti pun&lt;br /&gt;Dar ma las sa-mi raspund singur, ca un nebun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu daca asculti asta, ma omoara.&lt;br /&gt;Fa cumva sa ma anunti, ca timpul zboara...&lt;br /&gt;Imi pare rau si nu stiu dac-o sa-mi mai para&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma simt respins si a doua oara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi pare rau daca te presez&lt;br /&gt;Dar vreau sa m-asigur ca io-s cel pe care-l luminezi.&lt;br /&gt;Daca nu-s eu steaua ta pereche&lt;br /&gt;Nici sa nu-mi intra alt nume de fraier in ureche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu caut sa-ti ajung intre picioare,&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa fim o familie unita, ca si caru` mare.&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca tie-ti suna a dume&lt;br /&gt;Da` o ard pe bune, zic lucrurilor pe nume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E deasupra tuturor, vegheaza.&lt;br /&gt;Cand restu` dorm, ea e singura treaza.&lt;br /&gt;Stie ca are ceva in plus,&lt;br /&gt;E de neajuns fiindca-i mult prea sus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diferita, nu poate fi comparata,&lt;br /&gt;Nici cu toti banii din lume nu poate fi cumparata.&lt;br /&gt;Greu sa ajungi la ea, fïresc.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt multe ca ea, dar nu toate stralucesc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-2342290920254963242?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/2342290920254963242/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/ca-o-stea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2342290920254963242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2342290920254963242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/ca-o-stea.html' title='Ca o stea'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4604992787319439943</id><published>2010-02-17T19:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:30:06.321+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciocolata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S3wm17aYLDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sL77dbWiOZg/s1600-h/171796ejliwic9+from+imageshack_us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S3wm17aYLDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sL77dbWiOZg/s400/171796ejliwic9+from+imageshack_us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439265157879966770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce poate fi mai relaxant decat ciocolata?&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai am nevoie de sex, sau iubire daca am cel mai dulce desert, distrugatorul depresiilor si aducatorul de zambete.&lt;br /&gt;Nu face figuri, nu-mi cere fidelitate, nu se streseaza, nu bea....ce poate fi mai bun?&lt;br /&gt;In plus ajuta la lupta antiriduri si creeaza energie pozitiva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4604992787319439943?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4604992787319439943/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/ce-pot-sa-zic.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4604992787319439943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4604992787319439943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/ce-pot-sa-zic.html' title='Ciocolata'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S3wm17aYLDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sL77dbWiOZg/s72-c/171796ejliwic9+from+imageshack_us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4203025313982711979</id><published>2010-02-09T21:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:26:39.103+02:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP HAYPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S3G24drd4MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Dgq06XkpQQ0/s1600-h/DSC05503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S3G24drd4MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Dgq06XkpQQ0/s400/DSC05503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436327306368770242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce urat!&lt;br /&gt;S-a dus..un ingeras nevinovat, o fiinta mica si delicata care imi facea zilele mai dragute.&lt;br /&gt;O sa-mi lipseasca zgomotul rotitei verzi si energia cu care facea totul :((&lt;br /&gt;A murit HAYPA :((&lt;br /&gt;Asa liniste e si asa greu mi-e sa o vad nemiscata :-s&lt;br /&gt;Nimic nu e vesnic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4203025313982711979?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4203025313982711979/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/rip-haypa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4203025313982711979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4203025313982711979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/rip-haypa.html' title='RIP HAYPA'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S3G24drd4MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Dgq06XkpQQ0/s72-c/DSC05503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-1242374516569302099</id><published>2010-02-08T19:09:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:11:50.699+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tatoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S3BFTBESqqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SxSa_GOKgzY/s1600-h/1577728056_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S3BFTBESqqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SxSa_GOKgzY/s400/1577728056_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435920943242455714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helllp!&lt;br /&gt;Vreau tatuaj dar nu gasesc un text interesant, ceva sfaturi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-1242374516569302099?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/1242374516569302099/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/tatoo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1242374516569302099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1242374516569302099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/tatoo.html' title='Tatoo'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S3BFTBESqqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SxSa_GOKgzY/s72-c/1577728056_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-7297549745975450416</id><published>2010-02-08T14:43:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T15:51:27.815+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dor de vara</title><content type='html'>Oameni noi, experiente noi, alt inceput.&lt;br /&gt;Recladim zidurile si incepem povesti mai frumoase si cat mai scurte posibile.&lt;br /&gt;Hai cu demnitatea aia, cu harcoreala lu Drogy, hai ..acolo in gang.&lt;br /&gt;Cat mai e pana vine caldura sa putem sa ne destrabalam in voie?&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne pierdem iar demnitatea in public, nu prin buzi si locuri cat mai ascunse si calduroase.&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai vreau 100 de hainute pe mine si sa ma misc ca un robotel.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa am doar un tricou si ala subtireeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor sa caut disperat un colt de umbra, si o gura de apa, si sa am racoresc cu o inghetata d`aia de care ne place noua.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ies la plimbare cu Troti si sa fac intrecere cu copii:-j.&lt;br /&gt;Sa inceapa festivalurile in padure, sa vina 1 mai sa uitam de noi.&lt;br /&gt;Hai cu destrabalarile verii!&lt;br /&gt;Hai cu harcoreala!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-7297549745975450416?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/7297549745975450416/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/dor-de-vara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7297549745975450416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7297549745975450416'/><link rel='alternate' 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final.&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat de tot si viata nu are nici un sens, la fel ar fi si daca s-ar termina.&lt;br /&gt;Ar disparea doar viata aia fara sens si nimica mai mult...Ar disparea nimicul asta apasator care pare ca nu se termina niciodata...&lt;br /&gt;Cat poate sa dureze? Cu ce scop?&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa nu am nimic de care sa ma leg cand totul e prea apasator. &lt;br /&gt;Macar de ar apasa o data pana la final.&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa ma trezesc mereu la sfarsit si tot ce gasesc sunt siroaie de lacrimi si o durere froaznica.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa ajung iar la mijlocul ala plin de bine, unde totul e roz si nimic nu pare prea greu.E tot ce imi doresc si tot ce nu pot avea.&lt;br /&gt;E asa greu sa primesti doar suturi in fund si sa nu poti face pasul ala nenorocit, inainte.&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa pot merge din nou cu capul sus si cu zambetul pe buze...zambetul ala care apare al dracu de greu si niciodata nu ramane prea mult.&lt;br /&gt;As face o poza cand zambesc pe bune si sa opresc timpul in loc la momentul ala...&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma trezesc zilnic stiind ca am de ce si ca voi gasi iar zambetul acolo, dar nu, tot ce ramane e o amintire trista a celui mai fericit si frumos zambet.&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa sper ca va veni si ziua aia cand zambetul nu va mai fi doar o poza, cand chiar are un motiv sa existe, un motiv cat se poate de real si de sincer.&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai pot sa traiesc in minciuna unui zambet fals.E asa de greu si de fiecare data cand vad oameni zambind ii invidiez, ca pot fi asa frumosi si au un chip asa luminat, angelic.&lt;br /&gt;Oare ingeri plang?&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e asa dor sa rad cu gura pana la urechi, asa cum faceam cand eram copil, habar n-aveam ce ma asteapta.Si cu siguranta daca stiam profitam mai mult de inocenta si nu ma apropiam asa usor de oameni, cele mai rele si reci fiinte posibile in lume.&lt;br /&gt;Daca as putea da timpul inapoi cu siguranta m-as intoarce mereu la momentul in care nu eram in stare sa realizez ca lumea e rea.&lt;br /&gt;Da-mi zambetul inapoi si inocenta aia de care nu se putea atinge rautatea.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai complicat lucru este viata de om matur independent, atunci am realizat trebuie sa lupti pana si pentru un zambet, iar atunci cand il gasesti apare cineva, parca cu un burete pe o tabla si sterge tot si ramane amintirea si dorinta de a-l regasi, si de a lupta pentru ceva ce pare atat de banal si este atat de complicat.&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai am putere sa afisez nici macar un zambet fals, de frica sa nu raman si fara el.&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt ca o nava scufundata intr-o lume trista si stiu ca aici ma voi opri pentru ca nu mai am puterea de a mai lupta, si chiar daca as avea-o tot nu voi dobandi.&lt;br /&gt;Raman pe fundul marii de tristete de unde nu ma va scoate decat un val puternic al finalului mult asteptat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-294798686546419408?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/294798686546419408/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/unde-e-zambetul-meu.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/294798686546419408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/294798686546419408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/unde-e-zambetul-meu.html' title='Unde e zambetul meu?'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-2520793909971514307</id><published>2010-02-05T16:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T16:30:36.886+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy END</title><content type='html'>Obisnuiam sa ma trezesc inaintea ta doar sa te admir cum dormi, dar azi as mai fi dormit numai sa nu fiu treaza cand pleci.&lt;br /&gt;Imi pare rau ca s-a oprit totul asa ca la comanda, si totusi prea tarziu.&lt;br /&gt;Un ursulet mic si frumos va ramane mereu un ursulet mic si frumos, dar DOAR atat.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-mi cere sa-ti arat un zambet sincer, ca nu e pentru oameni falsi si deja imi ceri imposibilul, NU MERITI.&lt;br /&gt;M-am deschis in fata ta pentru ca imi parea ok, asta nu inseamna ca poarta nu se inchide, ba chiar pune si un lacat sau 2 sa nu mai poata intra asa orice prim venit.&lt;br /&gt;In loc de HAPPY ANIVERSARY iti urez cel mai calduros HAPPY END.&lt;br /&gt;U know me, lil evil.&lt;br /&gt;Deci oficial sunt singura :))&lt;br /&gt;Te-am pupat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-2520793909971514307?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/2520793909971514307/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-end.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2520793909971514307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRxSKzTUaKA&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/wRxSKzTUaKA&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne dam in gondole.. VREI?!&lt;br /&gt;Sa respiram adaaanc!&lt;br /&gt;Sa mancam vata de zaharrr.. VREI?!&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma vezi mancaaand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa cadem pe bicicleta.. VREI?!&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne taram pe mocheta.. VREI?!&lt;br /&gt;Sa vii seara pe la mine.. VREI?!&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma gasesti plangand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce vrei tu? Ce vrei?&lt;br /&gt;Facem tot ce vrei TU! (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vrei?! Ce.. ce vrei?&lt;br /&gt;Facem tot ce vrei! (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Vrei?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne dam cu racheta.. VREI?!&lt;br /&gt;Sa te trag de paaar!&lt;br /&gt;Sa te privesc cu luneta.. VREI?!&lt;br /&gt;Si sa te-ating usooor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa te adorm pe carpeta.. VREI?!&lt;br /&gt;Sa te masor cu ruleta.. VREI?!&lt;br /&gt;Sa te joci in cort cu mine...VREI??&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma vezi urlaaand??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce vrei tu? Ce vrei?&lt;br /&gt;Facem tot ce vrei TU! (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vrei?! Ce.. ce vrei?&lt;br /&gt;Facem tot ce vrei! (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Vrei?! &lt;br /&gt;Vrei?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce vrei tu? Ce vrei?&lt;br /&gt;Facem tot ce vrei (x3)&lt;br /&gt;Ce vrei tu? Ce vrei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce vrei tu? Ce vrei?&lt;br /&gt;Facem tot ce vrei TU! (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vrei?! Ce.. ce vreï?&lt;br /&gt;Facem tot ce vreï! (x3)&lt;br /&gt;VREI !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-3308543627798360442?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/3308543627798360442/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/gondole.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/3308543627798360442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/3308543627798360442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/gondole.html' title='Gondole'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-1255560140611168567</id><published>2010-02-04T18:44:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:07:56.828+02:00</updated><title type='text'>eu cu mine si restu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S2r-5egmytI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-ap3i_Ykt-0/s1600-h/SadGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S2r-5egmytI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-ap3i_Ykt-0/s400/SadGirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434436163771747026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai simtit vreodata ca ti s-a luat de absolut orice in viata?&lt;br /&gt;Mie da, din pacate de prea multe ori, si de ce?&lt;br /&gt;De fiecare data tot eu am suferit si m-am consumat ca nebuna, mai nou dau si masinile peste mine.&lt;br /&gt;Cu ce scop?Oricum nu ajung la nimic!&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat iar de tot si ma simt mai varza ca oricand!&lt;br /&gt;De fiecare data am facut aproape imposibilul ca sa mearga totul bine si n-am primit nimic in schimb...M-am saturat, de fapt nu mai pot, nu mai am destula rabdare!&lt;br /&gt;Recunosc sunt vinovata de toate esecurile mele, dar macar imi recunosc mereu vina si incerc sa repar, in limita bunului simt, raul facut.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt eu prea buna doar cu oamenii rai?&lt;br /&gt;Chiar trebuie sa primesc atatea suturi in fund ca sa fac nenorocitul ala de pas inaine?&lt;br /&gt;Cateodata am impresia ca ar trebui sa raman in carapacea mea si sa evit toate rautatile din jurul meu!&lt;br /&gt;E chiar asa mult daca verau sa am liniste si intelegere din partea tuturor?&lt;br /&gt;E o solicitare prea mare ca toata lumea sa-si vada de viata lor si sa ma lase pe mine in treaba mea?&lt;br /&gt;Credeam ca Marius va fi cel care va fi mereu aproape cand voi avea nevoie de un prieten, dar se pare ca aparentele inseala.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt mereu ultima optiune si nu mai pot!&lt;br /&gt;Daca tot eu sunt vinovata ca el are alte prioritati, ce pot sa mai zic?Imi accept ireala vina si ma conformez cu situata..&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca nici o fapta buna nu ramane niciodata nepedepsita si d`asta astept sa primesc mult rau in viata, pentru tot binele pe care l-am facut.&lt;br /&gt;Am fost mereu prima mana de ajutor al tuturor iar cand am avut eu nevoie am fost tratata cu indiferenta.&lt;br /&gt;Asta e viata.&lt;br /&gt;Lasati-ma in treaba mea si incercati sa nu va apropiati pentru ca mereu reusesc sa dau rateu.&lt;br /&gt;La asta ma pricep cel mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;Daca ar exista un post pentru omul care se pricepe cel mai bine sa dea rateuri si sa fie bun luat de prost, ala e job-ul meu fara drept de apel.&lt;br /&gt;Am plecat la carapace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-1255560140611168567?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/1255560140611168567/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/restu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1255560140611168567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1255560140611168567'/><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1980265881359297862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1980265881359297862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='pentru TINE'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/S2cD-RB8_eI/AAAAAAAAADg/nvq37AP4f74/s72-c/nc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-5041502505001261231</id><published>2010-02-01T17:58:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:07:12.292+02:00</updated><title type='text'>asta sunt</title><content type='html'>Sunt multe persoane care gandesc si spun ca este un lucru rau ca sunt o persoana dura, dar putina lume intelege de ce sunt asa.&lt;br /&gt;Cand viata mi-a intors spatele eu am F%^*o in cur, eu pe picioarele mele cu fortele mele si singura.&lt;br /&gt;Daca multi dintre cei care comenteza ar fi fost nevoiti sa traiasca independenti, si ar fi, nu la fel de duri ca mine, cred ca s-ar schimba rolul si ei ar fi cei care ar trebui sa intoarca curu.&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa inghit comentarii idioate fara sens si pline de rautate.Daca nu ma cunosti si habar n-ai cu ce probleme am luptat tine-ti gura si uita-te in ograda ta, ca nu iti cer sa-mi spui ce crezi.Iti cer sa ma lasi in pace sa fiu cum sunt, pentru ca mie mi-e bine.&lt;br /&gt;E mai bine sa fiu mereu pregatita si sa nu las garda jos decat in fata cui vreau eu.&lt;br /&gt;Asta sunt si nu cer nimanui sa inteleaga sau sa ii pese, vreau doar sa fiu lasata in treaba mea, si cui nu-i convine si are ceva de replicat sa se abtina si sa ma ignore.&lt;br /&gt;Asta sunt, si cui nu-i place N-AM CE-I FACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-5041502505001261231?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/5041502505001261231/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/asta-sunt.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5041502505001261231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5041502505001261231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/02/asta-sunt.html' title='asta sunt'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-8627839273138908843</id><published>2010-01-25T12:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T13:03:28.943+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Romani nu tigani</title><content type='html'>In metrou, in fata mea, un nene citea ziarul si undeva in colt scria ca nush care manelist nu va fi acceptat la Eurovision pt ca e tigan.&lt;br /&gt;Probabil stiuta ura mea pt aceasta rasa,m-am bucurat ca in sfarsit romani se gandesc la tara lor si nu permit unui tigan sa ne reprezinte, si asa suntem comparati prea mult cu ei.&lt;br /&gt;In sfarsit exista cineva care are creier?&lt;br /&gt;In sfarsit cineva ia atitudine pentru a nu lasa tara sa se duca de rapa?&lt;br /&gt;Cineva care vrea ca viitorul tarii sa fie alb nu negru, de la culoarea pielii lor.&lt;br /&gt;Pana nu se vor trezi toti si se va naste inca un Antonescu, Romania va fii invadata de incultura si tiganie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNTEM ROMANI NU TIGANI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-8627839273138908843?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/8627839273138908843/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/01/romani-nu-tigani.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8627839273138908843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8627839273138908843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/01/romani-nu-tigani.html' title='Romani nu tigani'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-1039843493352902415</id><published>2010-01-20T14:19:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:44:38.516+02:00</updated><title type='text'>amintiri</title><content type='html'>Memory low....memory to low....&lt;br /&gt;Ce faci?&lt;br /&gt;Sunt socata de ce se intampla, de ce cacat ninge asa mult?&lt;br /&gt;E hidos, m-am saturat de frig  si chiar ma deprima.&lt;br /&gt;Am auzit aseara la tv cuvantul magic si mi-a trezit amintirile cele mai sensibile.&lt;br /&gt;Era o emisiune unde 2 cantarete se certau nush de ce.Una era Silvia Dumitrescu, cea care a zis ceva de Vama Veche, mi-a dat palpitatii si m-a dus cu gandul spre varaaaaaa, soare, mare, caldura, inghetata Lipton de fructe, bere rece, bronz, nisip...DOR DE VAMA!&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor sa ma chinui sa adorm in cort, sa manac conserve si gris cu lapte si mere, sa merg cu Dimi pana la vama sa aprovizionam roacheti cu alcohol, sa adunam comorile nisipului, sa ne rupem degetele in saniute, sa ne luptam cu oameni sa prindem microbuzul pana la Mangalia si apoi pana la Constanta, sa ma orbeasca Tufisa cu sfarcurile ei pe sub tricouri albe si lista poate continua muuult dar ma opresc aici.&lt;br /&gt;Acum nu mult timp vorbeam cu Marius de cat de mult s-a schimbat admosfera in Vama, fapt care ma deprima, dar eu am coltisorul meu din care nu ies, discutie care m-a facut sa plang la propriu.&lt;br /&gt;A trecut Revelionul, acum vine Pastele si imediat, cel mai asteptat eveniment anual, cel putin pentru mine si cateva persoane dragi, 1 MAI. &lt;br /&gt;Nush cat de reusit va fii anul asta, ca nu vom mai sta o saptamana ca si anul trecut din motive de job, dar imi pun mari sperante ca distractia va ajunge la aceleasi cote, sper ca nu le va depasi...&lt;br /&gt;Hai cu PRIMA ZI DE MAI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-1039843493352902415?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/1039843493352902415/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/01/amintiri.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1039843493352902415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1039843493352902415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/01/amintiri.html' title='amintiri'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-2669737547130415169</id><published>2010-01-18T16:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:44:25.435+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Teribilisme</title><content type='html'>La inceput te simteai bine printre prieteni si sperante umile, acum esti condus de pastile, omori sperante cu kile, mereu doar in stari febrile, nu realizezi daca trec ore sau zile, dorinta moarta se vede in pupile, caci timpul se numara in doze si bile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-2669737547130415169?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/2669737547130415169/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/01/teribilisme.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2669737547130415169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2669737547130415169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/01/teribilisme.html' title='Teribilisme'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-378791720513381401</id><published>2010-01-12T16:39:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:44:53.833+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nu am mai scris de mult&lt;br /&gt;Pai da!S-a intamplat asa; s-a ars firul de la transformatorul pc-ului si m-a dezlegat de la orice conexiune cu lumea de afara, pe geam vad doar zapada sau noroi....&lt;br /&gt;Da uite ca acum e relativ ok, am job, am conexiune la net, afara a iesit soarele, Marius e in setresiune, ultima e de naspa :) da suna ok.&lt;br /&gt;Asta e nu le pot avea pe toate!&lt;br /&gt;E mai ok, mai rarut ca e mai dragut ;))&lt;br /&gt;Labareala, litere aruncate aiurea cuvinte cu sens dar neinteresante, asa tare ma plictisesc :)).&lt;br /&gt;Poate data viitoare am o revelatie, sau cablu la pc :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-378791720513381401?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/378791720513381401/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/01/loong-time-no-writeing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/378791720513381401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/378791720513381401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/01/loong-time-no-writeing.html' title=''/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-6833030310392461134</id><published>2010-01-03T01:16:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:40:19.771+02:00</updated><title type='text'>povesti si despre tine</title><content type='html'>Haos, agitatie si momente dubioase.&lt;br /&gt;In fond si la urma urmei tot ce a contat ca eram acolo impreuna,PREA PUTIN CONTEAZA LOCUL DACA AI APROAPE PE CINE TREBUIE!&lt;br /&gt;Au fost ultimele momente de relaxare de 2009 cu jocuri de societate, cum au fost numite, daca ne plictisim avem vampiri cu lalele :)) sau cine stie o petarda sa ne trezeasca, o mica cearta ca tare dulce e impacarea.&lt;br /&gt;Primele momente de 2010 magice, putin mai devreme sarbatorite, dar magice cand privesti prin ochii magici.&lt;br /&gt;Numai tu...Gura mi-o inchizi cand ma saruti...Cu buzele gustoase...Nimic nu e ca tine...&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor de tine!Cum sa dorm, singura in pat?Dupa atata timp?&lt;br /&gt;Fara atingerile calde si delicate care ma fac sa zbor spre lumi cu totul altfel decat ce stiam ca poat exista.&lt;br /&gt;Intelegi ca AM NIMIC FARA TINE?&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor nebun, dupa numa cateva ore!&lt;br /&gt;Nu exista ceva mai frumos decat sa simti ca zbori, numai cand te gandesti la ce ai aproape, sa iti tresara fiecare firicel de piele cand privirile se intalnesc si sa simti cum sangele parca alearga prin vene la fiecare atingere.Iar acea fiinta magica sa fie cat se poate de aproape fix cand e necesar.&lt;br /&gt;I got u baby!:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Am primit cel mai frumos cadou de Craciun ceea ce are 2 intelesuri:&lt;br /&gt;- Am fost eu cuminte si am meritat, sau&lt;br /&gt;- Asta ti-ai dorit si tu, si ai fost cuminte deci cadoul l-ai primit tu :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6833030310392461134?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6833030310392461134/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2010/01/povesti-si-despre-tine.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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buni</title><content type='html'>Verificand mailu azi dimineata, ceva mi-a atras atentia, un mesaj de la un &lt;a href="http://www.bemysanta.tk/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; in care donezi ce nu mai folosesti in schimbul a ceea ce ai nevoie, asta era altceva.&lt;br /&gt;Un post care se numeste be my santa.Este vorba de niste copii orfani care au nevoie de noi pentru a avea un Craciun mai frumos.Pe &lt;a href="http://www.bemysanta.tk/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; sunt postate scrisorelele lor catre Mos Craciun.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Cititi scrisorelele, poate chiar detineti ceea ce ei isi doresc si putem face niste copii fericiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.bemysanta.tk/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-3307409098374537891?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/3307409098374537891/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/12/sa-fim-mai-buni.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/3307409098374537891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/3307409098374537891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/12/sa-fim-mai-buni.html' title='Sa fim mai buni'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-1741999095327308355</id><published>2009-12-14T22:16:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:25:28.552+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SyaeF1rtS5I/AAAAAAAAADY/aELDP7r0OdQ/s1600-h/darw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SyaeF1rtS5I/AAAAAAAAADY/aELDP7r0OdQ/s320/darw2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415189425106537362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce este mai frumos decat libertatea? &lt;br /&gt;Si cum simti mai bine libertatea daca nu dezbracat de toate grijile si problemele?&lt;br /&gt;Ce mai clara imagine a libertatii este personajul gol care alearga in camp, se vede pe chipul ei ca nu se gandeste la nimic, si atat...&lt;br /&gt;Ce poate fi mai frumos de atat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-1741999095327308355?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/1741999095327308355/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/12/ce-este-mai-frumos-decat-libertatea-si.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1741999095327308355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/1741999095327308355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/12/ce-este-mai-frumos-decat-libertatea-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SyaeF1rtS5I/AAAAAAAAADY/aELDP7r0OdQ/s72-c/darw2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-3155273645157834450</id><published>2009-12-14T03:39:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:29:55.311+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre TINE</title><content type='html'>Nimeni n-o sa iti explice ce e dragostea..Asta singur intr-o zi de vara o`vei afla...&lt;br /&gt;Simt ca am gasit exact ce imi lipsea, am gasit zambetul ala adevarat, nu ala care il afisam (fals si prefacut).&lt;br /&gt;Pot sa zambesc, simt ca traiesc si imi place sentimentul.&lt;br /&gt;Am invatat sa pierd si sa sufar dar nu credeam ca voi invata vreodata sa rad dinou...s-a intamplat si singurul vinovat esti TU, si nu am nevoie de nici un "test" ca sa inteleg ca ceea ce simt este adevarat...Nu uit!&lt;br /&gt;Cand sunt cu tine simt ca radiez, simt ca traiesc si pot sa fiu fericita.Mi-ai facut viata mai frumoasa.Ma faci sa imi doresc sa ma trezesc in fiecare dimineata doar pentru a mai trai cateva momente cu tine.&lt;br /&gt;De cand te-am cunsocut o singura data am fost trista, aveam toti prietenii langa mine dar lipsea piesa aia a puzzleului..TU.&lt;br /&gt;Pare incredibil, dar e cat se poate de real.&lt;br /&gt;De cand te am langa mine viata-mi a luat un alt curs, un curs lin, in care totul are sens cand suntem noi.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt niste trairi pe care nu am cuvinte sa le explic!si daca ar exista acele cuvinte ar fi cele mai frumoase cuvinte care exista.&lt;br /&gt;Cineva acolo sus ma iubeste, pentru ca te-a trimis sa ma inveti sa traiesc ca inainte si sa mi se para fiecare zi insorita, chair daca nu e asa!&lt;br /&gt;Daca inainte doar visam la zile cu soare pe strada mea, acum simt ca le traiesc....sunt aici...cand esti si TU.&lt;br /&gt;Nu inteleg cum s-a intamplat totul, rapid, dar cu o poveste memorabila.&lt;br /&gt;Ma pot considera cea mai fericita femeie din lume,asta pentru ca te am pe tine.&lt;br /&gt;Esti ce am primit mai frumos de la viata, si voi merge pana-n panzele albe ca totul sa ramana asa.....Nu vreau sa schimb NIMIC, e PERFECT.E tot ce mi-am putut dori de la viata...pardon ESTI tot ce aveam nevoie pentru a putea zambi dinou.&lt;br /&gt;Uita-te la mine, si spune-mi daca vezi cum radiez de fericire.Spune-mi ca vezi si tu asta, nu doar prieteni mei.&lt;br /&gt;Sper sa nu fie totul un vis, sau macar daca e un vis sper sa nu ma trezesc niciodata!&lt;br /&gt;Daca acum ceva timp candtam "E oare cineva"-Vama veche, acum cant "Cu tine" -Vama veche.....&lt;br /&gt;Asa ai schimbat totul...&lt;br /&gt;Simt ca pot fi dinou fericita!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-3155273645157834450?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/3155273645157834450/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/12/nimeni-n-o-sa-iti-explice-ce-e.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/3155273645157834450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/3155273645157834450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/12/nimeni-n-o-sa-iti-explice-ce-e.html' title='Despre TINE'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-556405126109492110</id><published>2009-12-09T00:11:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:20:20.057+02:00</updated><title type='text'>uof</title><content type='html'>Uof, ce enervant!&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt pierduta intr-o lume pe care n-o cunosc, o lume plina de tritete.&lt;br /&gt;Poate dramatizez situatia, dar cam asa vad prezentul si sincer, nici viitorul nu suna prea roz.&lt;br /&gt;Sarbatori, petrecere in familie si trece inca un an in care n-am realizat nimic constructiv, pentru chestii distructive as avea ce nota pe lista, dar prefer sa nu o fac sa ma deprim mai rau.&lt;br /&gt;Ideea e ca m-am cam saturat, exista oare o metoda de a sterge amintirile neplacute, o faza de senilitate in care sa-mi amintesc NUMAI ce a fost frumos?&lt;br /&gt;Da?Stii tu sigur si o sa-mi spui?&lt;br /&gt;Nu NORMAL ca NU!&lt;br /&gt;Weekendurile par un film care este pe repete si rar se mai schimba situatia, mai nou!Macar nu ramane acelasi film ca in perioada cu ceasul!Stii ce zic!&lt;br /&gt;Mai vine un weekend!Ne pierdem demnitatea, si asta e timp de fiecare weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Vreau altceva!&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu, ceva nou!Ceva altfel!&lt;br /&gt;Unde pana mea e?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-556405126109492110?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/556405126109492110/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/12/uof.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/556405126109492110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/556405126109492110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/12/uof.html' title='uof'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-7459876082932103873</id><published>2009-11-27T16:19:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:56:48.983+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adevar'/><title type='text'>ADEVARUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/Sw_opgkKkEI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1IhrZsFr2qc/s1600/truth-consequences-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/Sw_opgkKkEI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1IhrZsFr2qc/s320/truth-consequences-500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408797477309157442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un gest, un cuvant, un gand sau o altfel de privire iti poate da universul peste cap in cel mai ciudat mod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt dependenta de comunicare, de adevar, exact ca in pelicula recent vizionat "CLOSER".&lt;br /&gt;Daca nu am spune adevarul am fi animale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar poate e mai bine ca adevarul sa nu fie stiut? sa fie denaturat? Omis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intr-adevar, daca il aflii il ierti mai usor dar iti taie si ultimul fir de sentiment, de la radacina, ca existenta acestuia pare sa nu se fi intamplat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NU CRED CA SUNT SINGURA CARE RECUNOASTE CA DE MULTE ORI AM RENUNTAT LA ANUMITE PERSOANE DIN VIATA CARE NE-AU INSELAT INCREDEREA, AU RELATAT ADEVARUL PENTRU A FI IERTATI, SI AU FOST, DAR IN CONTINUARE PRIVITI NU CU ACEEASI OCHI, APRECIATI NU LA FEL CA INAINTE, IUBITI NU LA FEL DE MULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta este riscul pe care trebuie sa ti-l asumi in concordanta cu actiunile din viata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ierti, uiti si ajungi sa nu-ti mai pese....E cat se pate de omenesc!In acelasi timp brutal si provoaca suferinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pana la urma prefer ca adevarul pe care il aud sa nu fie acela, adevarul pe care vreau sa-l aud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefer sa fiu dezamagita cu adevarul tau, decat amagita cu un altul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocmai d`asta incerc sa iti amintesc ca inainte de toate sa te gandesti de 2 ori si sa nu uiti sa fii om.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De fapt ce e adevarul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E un cuvant in DEX &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADEVẮR&lt;/strong&gt;: Concordanță între cunoștințele noastre și realitatea obiectivă; oglindire fidelă a realității în gândire; ceea ce corespunde realității, ceea ce există sau s-a întâmplat în realitate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-7459876082932103873?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/7459876082932103873/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/un-gest-un-cuvant-un-gand-sau-o-altfel.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7459876082932103873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7459876082932103873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/un-gest-un-cuvant-un-gand-sau-o-altfel.html' title='ADEVARUL'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/Sw_opgkKkEI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1IhrZsFr2qc/s72-c/truth-consequences-500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-8805911640567826391</id><published>2009-11-23T13:47:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:58:17.316+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='povesti de weekend'/><title type='text'>Ups we did it again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/Swp4MBGM2tI/AAAAAAAAADI/NdHNZZGPVfc/s1600/9i3gl80bcinhu30s9df3eztxz_g2ajp2ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/Swp4MBGM2tI/AAAAAAAAADI/NdHNZZGPVfc/s320/9i3gl80bcinhu30s9df3eztxz_g2ajp2ss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407266450459908818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ups....parca se termina, adica un final inseamna sfarsit :))&lt;br /&gt;Se pare ca si cuvintele o iau razna o data cu noi, au alte sensuri si totul se intampla in tampla. &lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce vreau dar nu stiu daca vreau sa aflu :-j&lt;br /&gt;Un lucru e clar NU SE POATE NICI CU, NICI FARA.&lt;br /&gt;Am incercat sa termin povestea fara sfarsit, si a inceput continuarea!&lt;br /&gt;Ups m-ati prins!&lt;br /&gt;Si promit ca o sa se mai intample!&lt;br /&gt;Si ce? :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-8805911640567826391?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/8805911640567826391/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/ups-we-did-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8805911640567826391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8805911640567826391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/ups-we-did-it-again.html' title='Ups we did it again'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/Swp4MBGM2tI/AAAAAAAAADI/NdHNZZGPVfc/s72-c/9i3gl80bcinhu30s9df3eztxz_g2ajp2ss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-2259785661843783096</id><published>2009-11-19T13:54:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:09:09.188+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SwU1T9VD3rI/AAAAAAAAADA/Hn5cPuA8764/s1600/Imag016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SwU1T9VD3rI/AAAAAAAAADA/Hn5cPuA8764/s320/Imag016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405785544724831922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am inchis ochii si am vazut o amestecatura de vorbe, fapte, ganduri, oameni pe care nu-i cunosc.&lt;br /&gt;Nu inteleg nimic si de multe ori nu vreau sa accept sa imi amintesc si sa cred in visele mele.&lt;br /&gt;In fond si la urma urmei, visul e doar o iluzie creata de mintea mea, nu e nimic real, chiar daca pare.&lt;br /&gt;Vad dar nu pot atinge, simt dar nu pot trai.&lt;br /&gt;O iluzie care ma bantuie si dupa ce ma trezesc si incerc cu toata forta sa o elimin, nu imi iese mereu, dar macar incerc.&lt;br /&gt;Devin confuza atunci cand visul e mai mult decat o iluzie, cand e o transpunere a amintirilor eului meu din viitor, sau cel putin asa imi place mie sa explic fenomenul.&lt;br /&gt;De ce altceva as visa ceea ce urmeaza sa se intample? Adica, nu e ca si cum as detine o masina a timpului si stiu deja ce se va intampla.&lt;br /&gt;Pur si simplu universul o ia razna pentru cateva minute si transmite informatii unde nu trebuie.&lt;br /&gt;E normal, toti gresim!&lt;br /&gt;Alea sunt visele care ma sperie cel mai tare, si as prefera sa pot face o selectie si sa le primesc doar pe cele care ma bucura si prevestesc binele, nu cele care ma blocheaza si imi produc o trauma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-2259785661843783096?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/2259785661843783096/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/vis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-7566175338856035534</id><published>2009-11-18T16:15:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:53:15.258+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Foundation - Eyes On Fire (Zeds Dead Remix)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJzU0CmR5hU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&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/aJzU0CmR5hU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll seek you out, &lt;br /&gt;Flay you alive &lt;br /&gt;One more word and you won’t survive &lt;br /&gt;And I’m not scared of your stolen power &lt;br /&gt;I see right through you any hour &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t soothe your pain &lt;br /&gt;I won’t ease your strain &lt;br /&gt;You’ll be waiting in vain &lt;br /&gt;I got nothing for you to gain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m taking it slow &lt;br /&gt;Feeding my flame &lt;br /&gt;Shuffling the cards of your game &lt;br /&gt;And just in time &lt;br /&gt;In the right place &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I will play my ace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t soothe your pain &lt;br /&gt;I won’t ease your strain &lt;br /&gt;You’ll be waiting in vain &lt;br /&gt;I got nothing for you to gain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes on fire &lt;br /&gt;Your spine is ablaze &lt;br /&gt;Felling any foe with my gaze &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just in time &lt;br /&gt;In the right place &lt;br /&gt;Steadily emerging with grace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felling any foe with my gaze &lt;br /&gt;Steadily emerging with grace &lt;br /&gt;Felling any foe with my gaze &lt;br /&gt;Steadily emerging with grace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-7566175338856035534?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/7566175338856035534/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/blue-foundation-eyes-on-fire-zeds-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7566175338856035534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7566175338856035534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/blue-foundation-eyes-on-fire-zeds-dead.html' title='Blue Foundation - Eyes On Fire (Zeds Dead Remix)'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-7086488019671998845</id><published>2009-11-16T14:11:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:58:50.353+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='povesti de weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SwFB_rYGDeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/PIxKK3xsddw/s1600/5tl7ezwrujfmz7tqw0ovbjbzw_g21v8a3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SwFB_rYGDeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/PIxKK3xsddw/s320/5tl7ezwrujfmz7tqw0ovbjbzw_g21v8a3o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404673590052654562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In toata supararea mea, si lipsa de chef de sambata, am reusit sa ma simt ca niciodata. &lt;br /&gt;U`ve made my day/night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-7086488019671998845?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/7086488019671998845/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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fost interesant!&lt;br /&gt;Locatia dubioasa, parca scoasa dintr-un film de junkisti, putin inspaimantatoare si in fiecare moment ma gandeam ca poate cadea ceva peste noi.&lt;br /&gt;Subsolul ala dubios cu lifturile alea jegoase si afisele de pe vremea lu ceasca, buzile imputite de preferai sa faci pe tine decat acolo, bannerele alea de pe jos care iti puneau mereu piedica, bucatile de lenm pe care te dadeai uta uta daca mai dansa si altcineva pe ele si nu in ultimul rand santul ala plin de o zeama scarboasa....Nu inteleg de ce cladirea aia se numeste PALAT.&lt;br /&gt;In mare interesant referitor la locatie, foarte frumos referitor la simtiri, deprimant la final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am pierdut demnitatea dar ca in fiecare zi am regasit-o inainte sa fie prea tarziu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-5504773878208363612?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' 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Viata e scurta si urata fara distractiile de weekend, fara prieteni.&lt;br /&gt;Ne rupem fasu fara ocazie, a doua zi nu ne amintim nimic, ceea ce denota ca seara a fost exraordinara.&lt;br /&gt;Si pana la urma de ce am vrea sa tinem minte ceva, doar traim in prezent, ce a fost este trecutul, important e sa tinem minte cu cine.&lt;br /&gt;In cazul in care vrem sa aflam cum a fost adunam bucatele, franturi sau cum s-or numi ele si facem un intreg.&lt;br /&gt;Si uite asa, DEMNITATEA unde era in poveste?&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca am pierdut-o cand a inceput seara, dar dimineata o voi regasi, sa am ce pierde maine poimaine, saptamana viitoare, cand am chef si cu cine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa ne pierdem demnitatea la BORGORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6878716818560733882?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-7855968087594620359</id><published>2009-11-12T17:01:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:01:52.162+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just Like Heaven"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Rmil_raUtU&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/2Rmil_raUtU&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me how you do that trick &lt;br /&gt;The one that makes me scream he said &lt;br /&gt;The one that makes me laugh he said &lt;br /&gt;And threw his arms around my neck &lt;br /&gt;Show me how you do it &lt;br /&gt;And I promise you I promise that &lt;br /&gt;I'll run away with you &lt;br /&gt;I'll run away with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning on that dizzy edge &lt;br /&gt;I kissed his face and kissed his head &lt;br /&gt;And dreamed of all the different ways I had &lt;br /&gt;To make him glow &lt;br /&gt;Why are you so far away? he said &lt;br /&gt;Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you &lt;br /&gt;That I'm in love with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, soft and only &lt;br /&gt;You,lost and lonely &lt;br /&gt;You, strange as angels &lt;br /&gt;Dancing in the deepest oceans &lt;br /&gt;Twisting in the water &lt;br /&gt;You're just like a dream &lt;br /&gt;You're just like a dream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylight licked me into shape &lt;br /&gt;I must have been asleep for days &lt;br /&gt;And moving lips to breathe his name &lt;br /&gt;I opened up my eyes &lt;br /&gt;And found myself alone alone &lt;br /&gt;Alone above a raging sea &lt;br /&gt;That stole the only boy I loved &lt;br /&gt;And drowned him deep inside of me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, soft and only &lt;br /&gt;You, lost and lonely &lt;br /&gt;You, just like heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, soft and only &lt;br /&gt;You, lost and lonely &lt;br /&gt;You, just like heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-7855968087594620359?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/7855968087594620359/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-like-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4254237514060280375</id><published>2009-11-12T14:45:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:58:04.661+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SvwGFv9d0FI/AAAAAAAAACo/a6Vx3V5gtiY/s1600-h/Imag003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SvwGFv9d0FI/AAAAAAAAACo/a6Vx3V5gtiY/s320/Imag003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403200348781138002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar a iesit soarele, e asa placut, trece prin jaluzele direct in ochii mei. &lt;br /&gt;Cum il vad fug pe strada si il ls sa imi mangaie corpul, sa ma incalzeasca cu caldura pe care doar el o poate da.&lt;br /&gt;O asa iarna e ceea ce mi-am dorit de mica, imi pare rau, sunt omul soarelui.Iubesc marea soarele si caldura.&lt;br /&gt;Iubesc vara sa stau in soare pana nu mai suport caldura, pana simt ca fierbe sangele in mine si sa ma arunc in mare, sa ma asez pe malul marii si sa simt fiecare val cum se sparge, sa ma gadile nisipul si algele, sa prind culoare vesela :X.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ies din apa sa ma usuc sa beau la GULAG`N`GOBLIN cu prietenii sa nu mai stiu de mine si a doua zi sa ma intreb oare de unde ma stiu oamenii aia care imi zambesc asa frumos si impart cu mine sticla lor.Si seara sa port doar un tricou cat mai comod sa nu ma sufoc, sa manac tort din nisip, sa ajut oamenii sa vomite si eu peste :)).&lt;br /&gt;Dimineata cand ma trezesc imi place ca ma sufoca soarele in cort si numa bine asa nu pierd prea mult din zi, ce conteaza ca am dormit doar cateva ore, am mare soare si prietenii in VAMA :X&lt;br /&gt;Si totul a pornit de la o raza de soare care m-a trezit,ce poate sa faca raza de soare cu creierul meu ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4254237514060280375?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4254237514060280375/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/iar-iesit-soarele-e-asa-placut-trece.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4254237514060280375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4254237514060280375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/iar-iesit-soarele-e-asa-placut-trece.html' title=''/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SvwGFv9d0FI/AAAAAAAAACo/a6Vx3V5gtiY/s72-c/Imag003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4470926266086285239</id><published>2009-11-10T14:59:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:06:49.436+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tara lui Andrei</title><content type='html'>Tara lui Andrei punct ro” este primul program de responsabilitate sociala care permite unui numar nelimitat de oameni sa interactioneze, sa comunice, sa se informeze si mai ales sa schimbe in mod concret lumea in care traiesc. &lt;br /&gt;Granitele “Tarii lui Andrei punct ro” sunt deschise angajatilor Petrom si publicului larg, de la elevi si profesori pana la fundatii si artisti, de la oameni de cultura si jurnalisti pana la politicieni. &lt;br /&gt;Petrom lanseaza astfel un apel catre toata Romania de a se exprima deschis si sincer in timp real, intr-un spatiu interactiv pentru a-si uni ideile si energiile in actiuni concrete pentru o lume mai buna.&lt;br /&gt;Actiunile cetatenilor Tarii lui Andrei sunt rasplatite cu puncte care se transforma in copaci ce vor fi plantati de catre Petrom cu ajutorul voluntarilor, in fiecare primavara si toamna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multi au intrebat "De ce Andrei?". Pentru cei care n-au aflat inca, as vrea sa le dau acum acest raspuns:&lt;br /&gt;V-ati gandit, vreodata, ca aproape fiecare dintre noi avem alaturi un Andrei care ne este foarte drag: tata, mama, sora, colegul de birou, un prieten din copilarie, partenerul de viata?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4470926266086285239?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4470926266086285239/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/tara-lui-andrei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4470926266086285239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4470926266086285239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/tara-lui-andrei.html' title='Tara lui Andrei'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4311696106124407468</id><published>2009-11-10T00:36:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:01:08.267+02:00</updated><title type='text'>mi-e dor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/Svib-ntYznI/AAAAAAAAACg/LYyKs9OssPI/s1600-h/Natura_Marinescu+Alina_Marea+din+cort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/Svib-ntYznI/AAAAAAAAACg/LYyKs9OssPI/s320/Natura_Marinescu+Alina_Marea+din+cort.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402239253144456818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mie dor sa ma trezesc dimineata pe balcon si sa vad marea, prima mea iubire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor sa adorm cu geamul deschis si dimineata sa ma trezesc speriata de sunetul pescarusilor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor sa fie iarna si eu sa citesc pe faleza la Cazino, sa nu vad cocacalarii infecti care au invadat tot litoralul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor sa alerg dimineata si sa simt miros de mare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor sa dorm la cort chiar daca "acasa" e la 30 minute departare, numa pentru a fii cu prietenii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor sa-mi rup picioarele pe cele 1000 de scari pe care trebuie sa le cobor pentru a ajunge langa mare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor sa merg cu detectorul de metale pe nisip si sa "gasesc comori nepretuite", care creeaza momente nepretuite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor sa inchid marea intr-un borcan pentru a o duce prietenilor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e dor de casa....MI-E DOR DE LINISTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4311696106124407468?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4311696106124407468/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/mi-e-dor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4311696106124407468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4311696106124407468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/mi-e-dor.html' title='mi-e dor'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/Svib-ntYznI/AAAAAAAAACg/LYyKs9OssPI/s72-c/Natura_Marinescu+Alina_Marea+din+cort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-925105843852845801</id><published>2009-11-09T23:13:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:14:11.867+02:00</updated><title type='text'>funn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SviGHI6muPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SMQaVP10LM4/s1600-h/127171257801105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SviGHI6muPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SMQaVP10LM4/s320/127171257801105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402215210241407218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-925105843852845801?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/925105843852845801/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/funn.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/925105843852845801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/925105843852845801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/funn.html' title='funn'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SviGHI6muPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SMQaVP10LM4/s72-c/127171257801105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-6122943803734160406</id><published>2009-11-06T18:07:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:00:12.612+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='povesti de weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SvRK0D0LtTI/AAAAAAAAACI/QQ0yCv_UPN4/s1600-h/DSCF0007+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SvRK0D0LtTI/AAAAAAAAACI/QQ0yCv_UPN4/s320/DSCF0007+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401024111361897778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un zambet nu afecteaza incalzirea globala, dar poate face ziua cuiva mai buna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zambeste-mi! Si ziua mea va fi mai buna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cate zile proaste am avut, am nevoie doar de un zambet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa-mi expun supararea!Oare daca eu voi avea o atitudine mai optimistia, viata mi-ar fi mai usoara?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa vad haosul asta cretin si inutil, nu mai vreau sa aud de violenta si vorbe urate. Vreau sa vad oameni si sa fie cei din jurul meu fericiti!&lt;br /&gt;Nu cer mult. Cer doar zambete, care culmea, NU COSTA NIMIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am cunoscut cel mai frumos zambet din lume, zambetul pe care il vad si imi insenineaza ziua!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6122943803734160406?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6122943803734160406/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/un-zambet-nu-afecteaza-incalzirea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6122943803734160406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6122943803734160406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/un-zambet-nu-afecteaza-incalzirea.html' title=''/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SvRK0D0LtTI/AAAAAAAAACI/QQ0yCv_UPN4/s72-c/DSCF0007+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4631738926396726056</id><published>2009-11-05T14:57:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:06:07.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ratatule</title><content type='html'>Nervi intinsi la maxim, dorinta de a omora cu propriile maini si sa vad cum sufera si il doare orice particica din el, si fiecare miscare ii provoaca o durere de 5 ori mai mare. Astea sunt sentimente cand ma gandesc la acei neseriosi infecti, oameni de 2 lei care doar pentru ca sunt sefi se cred superiori.&lt;br /&gt;Or fi avut mami si tati banuti sa-ti deschida firma dar nu te duce capu....mori si sterge orice amintire legata de tine din lumea asta. &lt;br /&gt;Bine ca ai mari basini dar esti un ratat infect care se sperie daca o femeie ridica tonul la tine si are putin mai mult sange in coaie decat tine.&lt;br /&gt;Om de nimic, nu te mira ca totu se duce de rapa, asta primesti cand nu apreciezi oamenii care te ajuta.....Un sut in cur de la aia pe care ii apreciai ca erau mai prosti ca tine, si te simteai bine in prezenta lor si intelegeai orice cuvintel scos din creierasul lor cu iq mai low decat prevede legea. Dar da intr-adevar, intre ei erai cineva. Fix ca un alb in Africa, care doar pentru ca e alb toti cred ca e mai destept ;). &lt;br /&gt;Esti doar un inapoiat mintal, un ratat, nesimtit.&lt;br /&gt;RATATULE faci umbra degeaba!&lt;br /&gt;Hey sefu, cum te simti acum, la nivelul tau, nesef?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4631738926396726056?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4631738926396726056/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/nervi-intinsi-la-maxim-dorinta-de-omora.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4631738926396726056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4631738926396726056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/nervi-intinsi-la-maxim-dorinta-de-omora.html' title='Ratatule'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-2028943416771413353</id><published>2009-11-04T23:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:57:42.980+02:00</updated><title type='text'>IMI PARE RAU</title><content type='html'>Ma bucur cand lumea intelege ca cel mai mare atu al meu este sa ma comport ca o imbecila. O fac pentru ca asa am invatat, sa lupt pentru ce vreau, si daca nu reusesc din prima, sa lupt dur.&lt;br /&gt;Poate si faptul ca timp de 6 ani, deja, a trebuit sa invat singura cum sa ma port si de 3 ani sunt singurul stapan pe viata mea, si acum incercarea e din ce in ce mai ciudata.&lt;br /&gt;Asta e, in viata nici un lucru bun nu ramane ne pedepsit!&lt;br /&gt;Recunosc sunt o imbecila, dar cand imi dau seama ca am gresit imi cer scuze.&lt;br /&gt;IMI PARE RAU! :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PisicaPeAcoperis nu uita ce a invatat de la Pikachiu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-2028943416771413353?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/2028943416771413353/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/motive.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2028943416771413353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2028943416771413353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/motive.html' title='IMI PARE RAU'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-8333124142923976092</id><published>2009-11-04T10:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:42:42.931+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cum bate vantul, agresiv, crengile asa sunt gandurile mele. Tot ce am acum e un gol in stomac.&lt;br /&gt;Care ar trebui sa fie urmatorul pas? Vreau o harta, un semn in spre ce sa ma indrept. Nu mai inteleg nimic, nu mai ma inteleg nici pe mine. &lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat de atat ceata! Vreau doar o raza de soare in tot intunericul asta de cacat.&lt;br /&gt;Am o problema? Sau asta era cea care imi lipsea sa umple paharul?&lt;br /&gt;Mie dor sa-mi canti despre samponul ala si prezenta ta sa vina o data cu zambetul meu, da nu ala fals pe care il afisez de 6 ani, sa rad iar cu gura pana la urechi si chiar sa fie pe bune.&lt;br /&gt;De ce bariera asta nu se ridica, si devine din ce in ce mai puternica atunci cand sunt eu "slaba"?&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa dau rateuri. &lt;br /&gt;Asa cum m-ai invatat sa fiu puternica si sa rad in fata piedicilor, acum ajuta-ma sa o fac.&lt;br /&gt;Ma simt coplesita de un sentiment cretin si nu ma pot opri din plans amintindu-mi de ce a fost si cum iar am dat rateu! Am fugit de sentimente....si era asa dragut! &lt;br /&gt;Un burete care absorbea tot ce era negativ in jurul meu - asta ii e descrierea. Da am stricat tot filmul...La asta as putea sa iau si premii.Distrug foarte usor ce e frumos in viata mea :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-8333124142923976092?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/8333124142923976092/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/cum-bate-vantul-agresiv-crengile-asa.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8333124142923976092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/8333124142923976092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/cum-bate-vantul-agresiv-crengile-asa.html' title=''/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4089341938103478850</id><published>2009-11-03T00:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:45:11.720+02:00</updated><title type='text'>feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/olYVnvfPDoI&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/olYVnvfPDoI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Minuuuuunat! Am scapat pentru cateva zile de depresie, eram prea concentrata sa rasfat, sa apreciez!&lt;br /&gt;Minuuuunat! Sa fie cineva cute caruia sa-i spui "Buna Dimineata!"!&lt;br /&gt;Minuuuunat! Sa nu gasesti cuvintele cand vrei sa spui ceva ce probabil ar strica.&lt;br /&gt;Minuuuunat! Simt ca traiesc frumos dar gresit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna feel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4089341938103478850?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4089341938103478850/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/feel.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4089341938103478850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4089341938103478850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/feel.html' title='feel'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-7079395275593993748</id><published>2009-11-03T00:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T00:22:12.377+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ganduri aiurea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/Su9bIX_EmQI/AAAAAAAAABY/CG_RmhzaI2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inca o zi de luni, inca un sut in fund. Inca un pas inainte...sau mai sigur unu inapoi.&lt;br /&gt;Picica de pe acoperis a disparut, cica a ajuns undeva bine, adica mult mai bine decat pe acoperis.&lt;br /&gt;Un nebun pe strada anunta ca va cadea ceva din cer, nu-l inteleg, ascult muzica, nu vreau panica.&lt;br /&gt;La tv criza financiara, gripa porcina...doamne ati innebunit cu totii? Decat asa nebunii, mai repede as vedea un desen animat, pare mai credibil si, ghici ce, nu te streseaza, te amuza.&lt;br /&gt;Cautand un alt drum, gasesc porti deschise dar prea mici, si nu vreau sa ma chinui trec prin ele. Insist, o voi gasi pe cea pe marimea mea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-7079395275593993748?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/7079395275593993748/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/11/inca-o-zi-de-luni-inca-un-sut-in-fund.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7079395275593993748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/7079395275593993748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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melodie.&lt;br /&gt;In viata mea exista sau au existat persoane dragi de care nu pot uita, chiar daca ii am aproape, departe sau prea departe, exista melodii care ma leaga de ei orice ar fii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CW52Tcq64Hs"&gt;Vine o zi - Holograf&lt;/a&gt;, un adevar trist aflat prea devreme.&lt;br /&gt;Nu o sa uit niciodata un gingle-ul de la Dalin, un cantecel cretin, dar care-mi aduce aminte de un el foarte important in viata mea...care nu mai e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=73KIIOBCfK0"&gt;Angel- Robbie Williams&lt;/a&gt;, normal ca ma duce cu gandul la Galati, in barul acela plin de oameni, prietenii nostrii cantand karaoke iar el cantandu-mi angel...isnt` that cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1agzp_PM-Z4"&gt;Tatu - All the things she said&lt;/a&gt;, primele nebunii din viata cu ea, prietena mea speciala :X cu care mergeam iarna pe malul marii ca era frumos, si asa ne placea sa fim doar noi si marea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HCgW5UGBKjI"&gt;Balada pentru o minune - Vank&lt;/a&gt;, nici nu cred ca tre sa zic eu multe, versurile spun tot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9K4Aho01qyg"&gt;Cantec prost - Vama veche&lt;/a&gt;, un lipicios adorabil.&lt;br /&gt;Cand imi mai amintesc lista continua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PisicaPeAcoperis e putin trista!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6745546249501859020?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6745546249501859020/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/melodii-din-viata-partea-i.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4951404787994179718</id><published>2009-10-29T17:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:45:52.338+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEPY REBELS - Looking Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nWUr7sOlcHs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&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/nWUr7sOlcHs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my looking glass&lt;br /&gt;I see a beautiful view&lt;br /&gt;Memories come fast&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Visions come to life&lt;br /&gt;From the stars above&lt;br /&gt;In my life only love is real&lt;br /&gt;In my life only love is real&lt;br /&gt;Through my looking glass&lt;br /&gt;I see a beautiful view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life all the love is real&lt;br /&gt;In my life all the love is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my looking glass&lt;br /&gt;I see a beautiful view&lt;br /&gt;Memories come fast&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Visions come to life&lt;br /&gt;From the stars above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life only love is real&lt;br /&gt;In my life only love is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my looking glass&lt;br /&gt;I see a beautiful view&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4951404787994179718?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4951404787994179718/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleepy-rebels-looking-glass.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4951404787994179718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4951404787994179718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleepy-rebels-looking-glass.html' title='SLEEPY REBELS - Looking Glass'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-5201181339028227439</id><published>2009-10-28T23:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:09:38.101+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rahat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SujBGs68wgI/AAAAAAAAABI/-4ia90cpLhE/s1600-h/Imag004a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397776474285326850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SujBGs68wgI/AAAAAAAAABI/-4ia90cpLhE/s320/Imag004a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SujAJ_e19BI/AAAAAAAAAA4/a37RQL547UQ/s1600-h/Imag004a.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rahat, asta e cuvantul care-mi vine, cand ma gandesc la situatia de acum......DE RAHAT!&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai inteleg nimic, si incerc sa nici nu-mi bat capu` sa inteleg, ce platesc acum cu suturile astea.Nu-i nimic, gen, cu cat sunt mai multe cu atata fac mai multi pasi inainte.Sau.Inainte, asa era vorba aia.&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa am mereu ceva de inteles, ceva de incercat, ceva de facut, vreau si eu un pestisor magic, o lampa fermecata orice sa imi ia gandul asta de rahat!&lt;br /&gt;E ca si cum as vrea sa ma predau sa pierd runda asta si sa o iau de la inceput doar ca in loc de 3 vieti as avea 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sau sa dau un restart, try again later....now take a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA MA CAC PE ANOTIMPURILE RECI SI INFECTE CARE IMI CREEAZA DEPRESII!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-5201181339028227439?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/5201181339028227439/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/rahat-asta-e-cuvantul-care-mi-vine-cand.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5201181339028227439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5201181339028227439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/rahat-asta-e-cuvantul-care-mi-vine-cand.html' title='Rahat'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SujBGs68wgI/AAAAAAAAABI/-4ia90cpLhE/s72-c/Imag004a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-2043666926509178818</id><published>2009-10-26T09:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:04:40.643+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Depresia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SuVX4Wyid4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ToG6FbQX6mE/s1600-h/batranica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396816354175252354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SuVX4Wyid4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ToG6FbQX6mE/s320/batranica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inca afectata de acea vizita, imi vine mereu in minte si ma deprima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incercam sa incep o carte, ca sa-mi distraga atentia, mai rau m-a bagat in intunericul depresiei, pentru simplu fapt ca incepea cu povestea vesela de undeva dintr-un sat, cum era toata familia la focul sobei, ce frumos era. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chiar si acum dupa 7 ani mi-e greu sa intru in casa aia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am luat inima in dinti si am intrat, era pustie, totul trist, si insuportabil de privit, era totul la fel dar totusi diferit, poate si ploaia a accentuat starea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-2043666926509178818?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/2043666926509178818/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/depresia.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2043666926509178818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/2043666926509178818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/depresia.html' title='Depresia'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4Elt--lgtc/SuVX4Wyid4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ToG6FbQX6mE/s72-c/batranica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-5217700076489753320</id><published>2009-10-22T14:16:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:27:29.735+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Un om deosebit</title><content type='html'>O voce uimitoare, un om cu cap, restu` intelegi ascultand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.citatepedia.ro/?s=plesu"&gt;http://blog.citatepedia.ro/?s=plesu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-5217700076489753320?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/5217700076489753320/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/un-om-deosebit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5217700076489753320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/5217700076489753320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/un-om-deosebit.html' title='Un om deosebit'/><author><name>Alina Marinescu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11475643439725010694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYcJQm7TS2E/TftP6s9BD-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/GZozrA5gQuw/s220/260268_10150336054957571_516732570_9825753_2485420_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7943474610321276096.post-4283762981685552774</id><published>2009-10-22T09:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T10:05:04.175+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubios</title><content type='html'>Un peste intr-un acvariu fara apa.&lt;br /&gt;Hai cu soarele ala pe strada, sau, nu stie adresa?Poate maine, sau a gresit destinatarul?&lt;br /&gt;Un sunet de chitara linistitor, o voce calda...asta e soarele ala?&lt;br /&gt;Sau e &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pisicapeacoperis&lt;/span&gt; care pandea pestele din acvariul fara apa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-4283762981685552774?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/4283762981685552774/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/dubios.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4283762981685552774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/4283762981685552774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/dubios.html' title='Dubios'/><author><name>Alina 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7943474610321276096-6478504562566665472?l=pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/feeds/6478504562566665472/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/pisica-cu-vodka.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6478504562566665472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7943474610321276096/posts/default/6478504562566665472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicapeacoperis.blogspot.com/2009/10/pisica-cu-vodka.html' 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