<?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-1531701712430596561</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:24:47.834-08:00</updated><category term='Zapping'/><category term='Produse'/><category term='Interviu'/><title type='text'>PUPICA</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Un blog amestecat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-39283429303073425</id><published>2011-08-12T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:56:36.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Astazi mi-am redescoperit blogul. A trecut asa de multa vreme...sunt in concediu de luni; ieri si azi am fost la serviciu; mi-e dor de Pufi si de Ari; maine plec in Barcelona. Abia astept. Revin cu poze. Imi promit!
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Trebuie sa recunosc ca cel de-al doilea subiect m-a atras si pe mine mai mult, dar eu nu sunt de parere ca toata lumea va muri. Cred in toate chestiile cu schimbarea polilor si incheierea unui ciclu de 26000 de ani, dar nu putem stii noi cand va fi sfarsitul lumii. Daca am stii asta, ar fi trebuit sa stim toate evenimentele cu efect nefast asupra noastra de genul razboaielor si atentatelor si se pare ca nu le-am stiut...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Clar ceva se va intampla cu noi pentru ca mi se pare ca mergem din rau in mai rau, e prea multa lume rea si cumva trebuie sa fim potoliti si lucrul asta este evidentiat si intr-un &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=11iCmzGnOI8&amp;amp;eurl=http://www.interestingfacts.org/?page=fact&amp;amp;id=202"&gt;filmulet&lt;/a&gt; de pe youtube. Circula multe astfel de filme, dar acesta mi s-a parut mie mai relevant pentru situatia globala care ma face sa ma intristez chiar si la 20 de ani, fara multa maturitate si experienta.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pirmarketing.com/images/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 396px;" src="http://www.pirmarketing.com/images/home.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nici legat de ceea ce a spus Nostradamus nu stiu ce sa cred, dar am gasit un &lt;a href="http://nostradamus2012.com/"&gt;site &lt;/a&gt;pentru cei mai interesati.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Partea mea spirituala crede ca, decat sa ne gandim ca murim in 2012, mai bine facem putin bine in fiecare zi...poate asa vom trece mai usor peste greu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-1095169227659538637?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/1095169227659538637/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=1095169227659538637' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/1095169227659538637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/1095169227659538637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/sfarsitul-lumii-sau-doar-schimbare.html' title='Sfarsitul lumii sau doar schimbare?'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-8921471139841128586</id><published>2009-02-17T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:22:51.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samsung E200=Telefon eco?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Peste tot vedem produse bio provenite dintr-o agricultura ecologica, ce se vrea a ne scapa de toate chimicalele din alimente si nu numai. Recunosc ca nu am incercat pana acum nimic bio, nu ma tenteaza, stiu ca nu fac deloc bine, dar astept sa se diversifice mai mult gama de produse, poate asa am mai multa tragere de inima. Dar de la produse bio pana la marfuri nealimentare ecologice mi se pare deja un pas prea mare. Consider ca avem probleme mai grave de genul tigarilor care cred ca fac mai rau decat o perna neecologica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.realitatea.net/media/image/200808/w480/image_121874067539523300_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.realitatea.net/media/image/200808/w480/image_121874067539523300_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Am vazut azi-noapte pe banda de la The Money Channel cum ca ar fi aparut un  telefon eco realizat din plastic din plante..pentru a reduce CO2 eliminat la fabricarea plasticului. Nimic rau, dar un singur tip de telefon nu cred ca va schimba foarte mult mediul...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;In  fine, nu sunt foarte documentata, nu vreau sa comentez mai mult, cert este insa ca trecem prin schimbari  care pe mine ma depasesc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Legat de &lt;a href="http://simonaconstantinescu.blogspot.com/2009/02/intrebarile-de-luni-capat-de-curcubeu.html"&gt;postarea&lt;/a&gt; lui &lt;a href="http://simonaconstantinescu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Small Wonders&lt;/a&gt; de lunea trecuta, am gasit zilele astea o poza deloc serioasa cu capatul curcubeului:))

P.S: se pare ca e prea mare poza, deci pentru raspuns, click-uiti pe ea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myunusual.com/Pix/Pictures%20pix/pot%20rainbow%20R.Elmore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 767px; height: 574px;" src="http://www.myunusual.com/Pix/Pictures%20pix/pot%20rainbow%20R.Elmore.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-8472611550408848935?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/8472611550408848935/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=8472611550408848935' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8472611550408848935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8472611550408848935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/capatul-curcubeului-adaptare.html' title='Capatul curcubeului-adaptare'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-2249637787080361018</id><published>2009-02-16T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:44:39.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O altfel de iubire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lasand la o parte toata revolta creata de mediatizarea exagerata de anul acesta a Zilei Indragostitilor, mie imi place aceasta zi. Stiu ca multi spun ca pentru ei aceasta zi nu are nicio semnificatie deosebita, ca ei sunt indragostiti in fiecare zi, dar eu cred ca nu ai in fiecare zi  timpul si starea necesara sa arati acest lucru. Si chiar daca am preluat acest obicei din strainatate e frumos sa vezi atatea cupluri tinandu-se de mana, sarutandu-se, uitand de griji si iubindu-se cat pot ei de mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SZnq9md4O_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/jqfdf7hfeEs/s1600-h/PB010339+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SZnq9md4O_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/jqfdf7hfeEs/s400/PB010339+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303528380224257010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru cei care ma cunosc poate va parea ciudat, dar anul acesta nu am luat niciun cadou prietenului meu. Si nu pentru ca nu il iubesc, ci pentru ca pur si simplu  el nu este genul romantic care sa guste asa ca mine toate declaratiile siropoase materializate in "n"cadouri. De fiecare data ma suparam ca nu face ca mine, ca nu imi declara dragostea in versuri sau nu scrie si el 500 de biletele cu "te iubesc", dar pe parcurs am realizat ca ma iubeste in felul lui, nu are niciun rost sa-l schimb dupa cum vreau eu. Si stiu ca si pentru el a fost simplu anul acesta si m-a iubit si mai mult pentru ca nu a trebuit sa-si stoarca mintea sa imi gaseasca ceva dragastos:) Buchetul de lalele a completat foarte bine weekend-ul frumos pe care l-am petrecut...Nu stiu daca si anul viitor vom petrece impreuna Ziua Indragostitilor pentru ca nu imi place sa ma gandesc atat de mult in viitor, dar sigur nu voi mai cere "luna de pe cer"!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;Legat de iubire, dar fara leagtura cu ce am discutat pana acum, am gasit un &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/photogallery/0,29307,1879220_1845013,00.html"&gt;set de poze&lt;/a&gt; care inca imi mentin zambetul pe buze...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-2249637787080361018?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/2249637787080361018/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=2249637787080361018' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/2249637787080361018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/2249637787080361018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/altfel-de-iubire.html' title='O altfel de iubire'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SZnq9md4O_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/jqfdf7hfeEs/s72-c/PB010339+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-3043466911085963002</id><published>2009-02-14T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:05:37.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre copii si internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Imi place sa navighez pe internet, il gasesc a fi foarte folositor, dar nu e nicio tragedie daca nu pot sa-l folososesc zilnic, ca doar am destui ani in spate neconectati la internet... Si totusi, am avut si eu perioada mea critica in care stateam ceva cam mult pe mIRC si simteam ca factura de la telefon este cel mai mare rau care mi se poate intampla. Si daca generatia mea a mai fost cum a fost in ceea ce priveste timpul acordat internetului, cei din urma noastra, sa zicem de 14-15 ani,sunt din ce in ce mai legati de messenger si alte programe de genul acesta.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stiu ca nu sunt suficient de mare incat sa critic eu, dar nu spun asta doar ca am auzit in stanga si in dreapta, o spun pentru ca o vad la sora mea. Zi de zi acorda internetului un timp mult mai mare decat ar trebui...nu zice nimeni sa nu stea si pe messenger, dar nu atat si, mai ales, nu cu atata incredere in cei de la capatul celalalt al discutiei. Si nu este numai cazul ei, sunt convinsa ca foarte multi au in ziua de azi mai multi prieteni virtuali decat reali si se pare ca au si o foarte mare influenta aspura lor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu mai spun de intalnirile pe care si le dau si ,culmea, nu sunt din acelasi oras, lucruri  care mie imi ridica tot sangele in cap..degeaba explici ca poti spune absolut ce vrei intr-o fereastra de pe monitor, ca nu e deloc sigura o astfel de intalnire ,ca realitatea nu este aceasi...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sa speram ca este doar o criza a varstei si ca din cei in  ce mai multi copii vor face si alte lucruri interesante pentru varsta lor si mai ales ca vor avea grija ce vor spune, cui vor spune!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Intrati si pe&lt;a href="http://www.sigur.info/"&gt; acest site&lt;/a&gt; si urmariti in special filmuletul de pe prima pagina.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-3043466911085963002?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/3043466911085963002/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=3043466911085963002' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3043466911085963002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3043466911085963002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/despre-copii-si-internet.html' title='Despre copii si internet'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-4114945403364100227</id><published>2009-02-11T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:59:33.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo?:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cum am o stare cam SPM-ista  pentru perioada asta, imi place o melodie cu numele de Emo...deci, gata,s-a terminat distractia, de maine imi cumpar insigne si oja neagra! :)))))  Aoleu cum a sunat asta, nici in gluma sa nu mai zic asa ceva! E o melodia cu un ritm care mie imi place, din versuri nu inteleg nimic si sincer, nici nu vreau!

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kKorrZzZSY8"&gt;Santa Maffy- Emo, emo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s: ascultati doar melodia, fara videoclip:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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...cand intreb o secretara despre orarul meu de optional mi se spune sa ma uit pe lista de la avizier. La avizier,nimic altceva decat o insiruire de studenti si o trimitere la o alta facultate.  La alta facultate, nimic la avizier. Intru la secretariat, ma trimite jos, la alt avizier. La alt avizier gasesc lista cu optionalul, dar nu sunt trecuti cei de la facultatea mea. Fuga iar sus sa intreb care este problema.Raspunsul..nu voi fi trecuta niciodata pe lista cu optionalul asta, doar sunt de la alta facultate, nu? trebuie sa ma "alipesc" si eu unde pot, cand pot. Intoarcerea la facultatea mea. Degeaba imi spun problema, gasesc acelasi raspuns: nu voi fi trecuta pe lista sa vorbesc cu profesorul. Care profesor? Cel de la optional, normal. Cand, doar nu stiu orarul, nu? Cum cand, cand e trecuta ora acolo...ora bineinteles a celor de la alta facultate. Nu stiu ora, nu stiu profesorul, nu stiu sala, nu stiu daca imi va fi trecuta vreo nota finala in catalog- asta in cazul in care reusesc sa trec de obstacolele de dinainte- nu stiu nimic...Eu cam proasta asa...plus un bonus..."Decurca-te singura, ca la Bolognia!"

&lt;p&gt;Simplu, nu?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SZNhQtx8CII/AAAAAAAAAb0/Jpe57p9qv40/s1600-h/Donde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SZNhQtx8CII/AAAAAAAAAb0/Jpe57p9qv40/s400/Donde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301688126140057730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Concluzia: nu stiu de ce naiba mai sunt la facultate, as putea sa-mi fac propria facultate, doar sunt si profesor si secretar si student.. si in plus, daca sunt la Comert, ce o sa scrie pe diploma  mea de absolvire?? Sa fiu serioasa, dupa ce ca sunt la ASE, mai sunt si la Comert,  de ce naiba mai traiesc???? Daca nu sunt la Medicina sau Farmacie tot degeaba. Si totusi, as putea sa mai fiu administratora de camin, dar cred totusi ca e prea greu pentru mine, nu cred ca ma descurc sa stau si sa barfesc asiduu....Hmm, ramane sa ma gandesc, ca se pare ca e tare smecher sa fii si administratora, nu numai secretara....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-806804252803938756?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/806804252803938756/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=806804252803938756' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/806804252803938756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/806804252803938756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/degeaba.html' title='Degeaba'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SZNhQtx8CII/AAAAAAAAAb0/Jpe57p9qv40/s72-c/Donde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-6412865826263874120</id><published>2009-02-07T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:39:49.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2. Sacre Cuore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mi-a placut. Nu stiu daca s-a intamplat asta din cauza ca era frumos afara sau pentru ca imi place foarte mult zona Montmarte, dar chiar pot spune ca este printre preferate. Basilica propriu-zis nu a avut nimic special, dar m-a fascinat urcarea in turla. Am si un filmulet in care numar treptele si ,din cate tin minte(sper sa nu gresesc), sunt vreo 304, dar asta nu m-a facut sa nu urc..si nici faptul ca era un spatiu foarte strans si eu ma cred putin claustrofoba:)) Totusi, nu ma pot lauda cu o dorinta innascuta de miscare asa ca, pentru urcarea pana la biserica am luat Furnicularul, deh..acum exista tehnologie, de ce sa nu profit de ea?!:))
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imi pare rau ca nu am stat mai mult in acea zona si  ca nu am mai avut suficienta baterie sa mai fac poze...asa ca trebuie neaparat sa revin:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2UsRIUeFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/oq69MlMVVXY/s1600-h/PC290292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2UsRIUeFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/oq69MlMVVXY/s400/PC290292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300055824718395474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2UsqvoPOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SXhoM7sfnuo/s1600-h/PC290301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2UsqvoPOI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SXhoM7sfnuo/s400/PC290301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300055831594155234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2Us8RYxqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/g2-odMKbJAI/s1600-h/PC290323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2Us8RYxqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/g2-odMKbJAI/s400/PC290323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300055836299151010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2UtGK6v4I/AAAAAAAAAbc/h7Jw8d7Zr6Q/s1600-h/PC290316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2UtGK6v4I/AAAAAAAAAbc/h7Jw8d7Zr6Q/s400/PC290316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300055838956371842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2UtI1011I/AAAAAAAAAbk/0ntXrhDt0aU/s1600-h/PC290343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2UtI1011I/AAAAAAAAAbk/0ntXrhDt0aU/s400/PC290343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300055839673210706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2WEzwHlhI/AAAAAAAAAbs/LszToXPGu7o/s1600-h/PC290373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2WEzwHlhI/AAAAAAAAAbs/LszToXPGu7o/s400/PC290373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300057345840616978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-6412865826263874120?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/6412865826263874120/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=6412865826263874120' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6412865826263874120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6412865826263874120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-sacre-coure.html' title='2. Sacre Cuore'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2UsRIUeFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/oq69MlMVVXY/s72-c/PC290292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-8626489280830670462</id><published>2009-02-07T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T05:41:24.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pepene-design</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Foarte interesant si probabil foarte greu de realizat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2Orv-gIUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/6G0ciTQMRf0/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2Orv-gIUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/6G0ciTQMRf0/s400/2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300049218749079874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2Or7ClQFI/AAAAAAAAAac/Jt7ImUs3jZI/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2Or7ClQFI/AAAAAAAAAac/Jt7ImUs3jZI/s400/1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300049221718982738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2OsKpTlkI/AAAAAAAAAak/FLKsjGtmRnc/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2OsKpTlkI/AAAAAAAAAak/FLKsjGtmRnc/s400/3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300049225907934786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2OsTxPuNI/AAAAAAAAAas/bwuX-ff02_g/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2OsTxPuNI/AAAAAAAAAas/bwuX-ff02_g/s400/4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300049228357155026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2OsXHwCmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Ge0h8ongQ5A/s1600-h/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2OsXHwCmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Ge0h8ongQ5A/s400/6.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300049229256854114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2PJnQEisI/AAAAAAAAAa8/LF1i0l3R6jU/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2PJnQEisI/AAAAAAAAAa8/LF1i0l3R6jU/s400/5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300049731802925762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-8626489280830670462?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/8626489280830670462/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=8626489280830670462' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8626489280830670462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8626489280830670462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/pepene-design.html' title='Pepene-design'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2Orv-gIUI/AAAAAAAAAaU/6G0ciTQMRf0/s72-c/2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-8839297618932106996</id><published>2009-02-06T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:57:47.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum sa devii irezistibil femeilor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Un&lt;a href="http://www.howcast.com/videos/1056-How-To-Make-Yourself-Irresistible-To-Girls"&gt; filmulet &lt;/a&gt;foarte amuzant, despre cum, mai in gluma mai in serios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sa cuceresti o femeie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:)))&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-8839297618932106996?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/8839297618932106996/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=8839297618932106996' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8839297618932106996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8839297618932106996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/cum-sa-devii-irezistibil-femeilor.html' title='Cum sa devii irezistibil femeilor..'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-8365913504806972592</id><published>2009-02-06T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:02:22.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MF- super fond de ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Din pacate, sunt una dintre acele persoane dependente de fondul de ten. Inca de la 10 ani am probleme cu acneea, nimic grav, dar suficient cat sa se vada. Nu cred ca exista persoana care sa se spele si sa se ingrijeasca mai mult de fata lui si, totusi, cosurile si porii dilatati inca imi dau bataie de cap. Nu pot spune ca m-am resemnat, dar nici sa nici sa nu folosesc fond de ten nu pot.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.expressbeauty.co.uk/images/productimages/large/max_factor_miracle_touch_foundation_warm_almond_10504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.expressbeauty.co.uk/images/productimages/large/max_factor_miracle_touch_foundation_warm_almond_10504.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dupa lungi incercari de a-mi gasi un fon de ten preferat, se pare ca am reusit: Max Factor Miracle Touch. Il folosesc de pe la sfarsitul lui octombrie si inca sunt multumita de el. Aplicarea se face cu un buretel, nu incarca fata, acopera foarte bine si rezista si foarte mult. Singurul defect pe care il gasesc deocamdata este ca se termina cam repede, in  maxim o luna...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-8365913504806972592?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/8365913504806972592/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=8365913504806972592' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8365913504806972592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8365913504806972592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/mf-super-fond-de-ten.html' title='MF- super fond de ten'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-4498811808046667830</id><published>2009-02-02T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:51:00.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cealalta Pupica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sunt deprimata. Ma deprima doctorii si pastilele si starea de rau. Si faptul ca de 3 ani si 3 luni imi este rau in fiecare zi si nimeni nu stie sa ma faca bine. Toti dau diagnostice si pastile diferite. Ba am ulcer, ba nu am, ba am reflux, ba nu mai am, ba am prea multa aciditate, ba diger prea greu. Mai in gluma mai in serios am spus ca o sa-mi cumpar un stomac nou. Dar azi am aflat ca mai proasta e fierea si am nu stiu ce mal pe la ea. Dupa un an in care nu am mai luat nicio pastila de stomac, ca oricum nu aveau efect, acum trebuie sa iau pentru fiere. Bine macar ca sunt doar 10 zile- si le voi lua numai pentru ca eu am insistat sa merg la ecografie, chiar daca sunt satula de medici.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYeUO0OFG6I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ksi-kxjuGQ0/s1600-h/P1090892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYeUO0OFG6I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ksi-kxjuGQ0/s400/P1090892.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298366468881456034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru cei care vad o persoana slaba, vor rog frumos, nu va mai minunati atata de cum este, daca esti slab nu inseamna neaparat ca vrei sa fii asa sau tii vreo cura de slabire. Si de data asta pot da sfatul acesta pentru ca nu trecea saptamana, sa nu zic mai des, in care sa nu mi se spuna -vai dar ce ai slabit- si nu e asa de grozav. Noroc ca am m-am mai ingrasat putin, a mai trecut si timpul si s-a mai obisnuit lumea cu mine...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYeUOwcYd6I/AAAAAAAAAZs/hVzckvsMBGg/s1600-h/P1130017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYeUOwcYd6I/AAAAAAAAAZs/hVzckvsMBGg/s400/P1130017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298366467867703202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si pentru ca totusi m-am obisnuit cu raul meu si cu mine speram sa  nu  ma mai apuce vreo stare din asta, dar sa zicem ca asta e exceptia care confirma regula...maine plec la munte, 2 zile ma duc la zapada sa ma deconectez si mai ales sa imi inghete raul:))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYeUOuS4bqI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1Y0dccvGsOI/s1600-h/P1090850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYeUOuS4bqI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1Y0dccvGsOI/s400/P1090850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298366467290984098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-4498811808046667830?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/4498811808046667830/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=4498811808046667830' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/4498811808046667830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/4498811808046667830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/cealalta-pupica.html' title='Cealalta Pupica'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYeUO0OFG6I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ksi-kxjuGQ0/s72-c/P1090892.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-5589052230077440233</id><published>2009-02-02T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:26:18.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experimentul Eurovision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mare nebunie si cu Eurovision-ul asta. Nu cred ca in anul acesta au fost scandaluri legate de melodii plagiate, dar lumea, din cate am vazut eu, pare cam nemultumita de melodia castigatoare. Dar nu despre asta vreau eu sa vorbesc, ci despre experienta mea legata de acest concurs. Si nu...nu am participat cu nicio melodie, as fi vrut eu sa am asemenea talente:)..ci doar trebuia sa fac figuratie in public...so...

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anul trecut, nu mai stiu cum am ajuns si m-am inscris la CV Entertainment pentru figuratie in emisiuni pe la diverse televiziuni. Dupa un an in care am primit(si nu numai eu) telefoane destul de des, refuzand de fiecare data invitatia( stiam eu ceva), am zis ca macar la Eurovision sa ma duc sa vad cu este. De fapt nu a fost chiar ideea mea, oricum rezultatul a fost acelasi. Si asa am ajuns joi seara, la TVR ,la semifinala a2a,  la ora 6, in conditiile in care spectacolul incepea la 8. Ne-am inscris pe o lista si dupa o jumatate de ora am intrat in sfarsit intr-o sala de asteptare, ceva de genul..sala unde se aflau si ceilalti figuranti. Despre ei, nici nu stiu ce pot spune..mi-e rusine de rusinea lor. Cred ca faptul ca ascultau&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(tare)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; manele la telefon, erau imbracati in trening si baietii aveau puncte decolorate in cap- de care eu am zis ca sunt facute cu capul sub strecuratoare- e de ajuns.Totusi, era o emisiune in direct, putina atentie la felul cum esti imbracat si cum te comporti nu strica..de abia daca au putut selecta cativa pentru a ocupa randurile din fata. Ca atare, am ajuns la concluzia ca sunt una din cele mai fitoase persoane pe care le cunosc, atat timp cat ajunsese sa ma deranjeze prezenta lor...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sala in care asteptam avea un obiect foarte dorit de concurenti si dansatori: un automat de cafea..si fara sa-mi dau seama, m-am asezat strategic, intre intrare si automat. Bine, scopul meu era caldura caloriferului, dar in felul asta am reusit sa-l vad pe Catalin...Catalin,iubirea mea de la Megastar..fosta iubire! Nu stiu de ce vor toti sa epateze atunci cand ajung cunoscuti..el si-a facut "intrarea" cu fata acoperita de geaca, i se vedeau doar ochii. Astepta sa isi ia cafea. Il deranja fumul..nu putea rezista 5 minute..cel putin asta a spus el ca il deranja, nu mie, ci unei fete cu care vorbeam. Mi s-a parut un gest lipsit de bun simt, mai ales ca e si o persoana cunoscuta. Nu sunt totusi in masura sa judec, pentru ca nu sunt vedeta si nu stiu cum m-as putea purta si eu. Stiu totusi ca e muuult mai frumos la tv..si mai carismatic, si mai inalt si mult..altfel. Atunci am trait o dezamagire, asa ca m-am dezindragostit de el:)))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tot in seara aia le-am vazut si pe veveritele de la Happy Hour, care si ele mi se par mai dragute si inalte la tv. Si ele fumau, se pare ca numai pe Catalin il deranja fumul din camera alaturata.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ne-am hotarat sa plecam in momentul in care am vazut cum sunt aruncate hainele si gentile pe jos, nefiind supravegheate, lucru care mi-a displacut. Nu am vrut sa apara vreo problema, mai ales ca ne puneau sa si dansam si tare imi era frica sa nu ma fac de ras:))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si uite asa s-a terminat interactiunea mea cu Eurovision-ul si probabil, odata cu ea ,si cariera mea de figurant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="std"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-5589052230077440233?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/5589052230077440233/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=5589052230077440233' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5589052230077440233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5589052230077440233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/experimentul-eurovision.html' title='Experimentul Eurovision'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-5398674732033091656</id><published>2009-02-01T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:16:36.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce aterizare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zAfQwDizpRo"&gt;Asta &lt;/a&gt;da precizie! B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;una aterizare, bun pilot, curajosi oameni..
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-5398674732033091656?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/5398674732033091656/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=5398674732033091656' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5398674732033091656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5398674732033091656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2009/02/ce-aterizare.html' title='Ce aterizare...'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-4175357514741694095</id><published>2009-02-01T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:57:04.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu, raceala,sesiune ,20 de ani</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am crescut! Am 20 de ani! Am schimbat prefixul, dar nu e cazul sa imi fac griji. Am inteles ca va fi mai rau dupa 28 de ani, deci pana atunci sa ma tot bucur de viata:))
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;De-a lungul anilor, am avut cateva zile de nastere memorabile, dar cea de anul asta le-a intrecut pe toate..in rau:( Nu stiu nici macar ce a fost mai rau..ca a doua zi aveam 2 examene sau ca vorbeam ca un robotel, lucru ce mi s-a repetat de "n" ori in seara aia:) Si daca pe 13 seara tot a fost mai bine, am fost cu Popic, am ras si vorbit( eu mai mult behait) cu Corina si Ioana, pe 14 nici macar nu am putut multumi intr-un mod clar celor care m-au sunat sa-mi ureze "la multi ani". toata lumea credea ca m-a trezit dar eu,de fapt, stateam cu foile de la negocieri in mana si speram ca macar o data sa apuc sa citesc si eu tot materialul.Lucru ce s-a intamplat, dar asta doar pe parcursul intregii zile, pentru ca in cele din urma am si adormit. Si mai aveam si engleza, unde profa nu a venit decat de 3 ori la seminarii si la care de mult nu am mai avut atati termeni economici de invatat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si nu am avut nici tort pentru ca, dupa ce ca a cazut miercurea ziua mea, mai era si in sesiune si in weekend cand am ajuns acasa a trebuit sa o iau de la capat cu invatatul. Am zis eu ca vreau tort si petrecere dupa sesiune, dar nu s-a mai realizat nimic si sincer nici nu mai am chef. nu mai este acelasi lucru.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Per total a fost un fiasco, noroc cu Pupu care mi-a mai inveselit seara si mi l-a adus pe Pupicel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si totusi, timpul a trecut, am 20 de ani..si inca se putea mai rau..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Am ajuns la Disneyland in jur de 11 jumatate, pe 1 ianuarie, si, in ciuda dorintelor noastre de a fi printre primii si aproape singurii care viziteaza parcul, s a dovedit a fi extrem de aglomerat, mai ales ca stiam ca la noi pe intai toata lumea doarme:)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marele nostru noroc au fost biletele achizitionate de pe net inca de acasa( si pentru asta ii multumesc Corinei) si, uite asa, intrarea nu a fost mare problema. Ca in orice parc de distractii care se respecta, cozile erau semnificative pentru fiecare obiectiv, ca atare nu am apucat sa ma dau decat in vreo 3 chestii, puteam 4 dar mi-a fost frica:))&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;nu povestesc="" foarte="" multe="" pentru="" ul="" este="" un="" loc="" despre="" prea="" poti="" te="" exprimi="" in="" cuvinte="" convinsa="" exista="" persoana="" sa="" nu="" fie="" macar="" putin="" impresionata="" imensitatea="" si="" diversitatea="" pot="" spune="" doar="" ca="" am="" capatat="" o="" minnie="" mania="" de="" care="" sunt="" p=""&gt;&lt;/nu&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYWdz2FNRpI/AAAAAAAAAY0/kmMFSIVsBGs/s1600-h/P1010195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYWdz2FNRpI/AAAAAAAAAY0/kmMFSIVsBGs/s400/P1010195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297814050687501970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Si ca sa nu spun totusi ca nu am povestit nimic, pun niste poze si 2 linkuri cu un &lt;a href="http://parks.disneylandparis.co.uk/disneyland-park/lands/frontierland/attractions/big-thunder-mountain.xhtml"&gt;trenulet&lt;/a&gt; care mi-a placut si un&lt;a href="http://http//www.disneytowerofterror.com/#/en/uk/homepage"&gt; turn&lt;/a&gt; de care mi-a fost frica si m-am intors la intrarea in lift.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYWdztPooTI/AAAAAAAAAYs/JIohowOmSYg/s1600-h/P1010205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYWdztPooTI/AAAAAAAAAYs/JIohowOmSYg/s400/P1010205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297814048315318578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aaa..era sa uit de filmuletul cu Mos Craciun pe care Misu, verisorul meu de 8 ani, trebuia neaparat sa-l vada!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYWdzeJU4HI/AAAAAAAAAYk/s6Y8UA6mFQo/s1600-h/P1010171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYWdzeJU4HI/AAAAAAAAAYk/s6Y8UA6mFQo/s400/P1010171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297814044262326386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si daca de data asta am fost doar o zi, data viitoare cel putin 4 zile tot trebuie sa stau, poate asa reusesc sa ma dau si eu in toate. Dar pana atunci, ramane amintirea care, chiar invinge frigul!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Si ca sa incep cu inceputul, trebuie sa le multumesc alor mei pentru minunata vacanta de revelion. chiar daca ei nu vad pentru ca nu citesc blogul( sau cel putin nu cred), eu nu pot sa nu spun ca sunt cei mai buni parinti si ii iubesc mult!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYWUPVVQKdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/yJT1RiritB4/s1600-h/Flower%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SYWUPVVQKdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/yJT1RiritB4/s400/Flower%234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297803527816489426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lasand la o parte sentimentalismul care nu prea ma caracterizeaza, am fost la Paris. Cu toate ca nu a fost prima oara, a fost de departe cea mai buna vacanta. Pentru a povesti mai in detaliu, voi face postari separate, dar, asa, ca impresie generala, pot spune ca as reveni oricand in Paris, nu ma pot satura, dar nu stiu daca as mai face asta de revelion, avand in vedere frigul de care m-am plans si cu care am innebunit pe toata lumea:)) si mai ales avand in vedere ca ei nu au artificii, nici macar la turn, nimic organizat, nicaieri..din punctul asta de vedere, dezamagire totala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In rest, numai de bine, ca doar am terminat sesiunea, nu? Si pe deasupra sunt si in vacanta:))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am aproape 20 de ani si, recunosc, sunt innebunita dupa ursuleti si, in general, dupa jucariile de plus. Ciudat sau nu, dorm cu 3 ursuleti in pat:)) Pe care ii aranjez in fiecare dimineata si ii pup seara:)) Bine, hai ca poate e un pic de ras, dar daca mie imi plac, ce pot face?!
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;In general ma uit la toti ursuletii, dar momentul in care am ajuns in Diverta din Plaza sambata seara, a fost punctul culminant. Stiti intrarea aia minunata cu ursuletii Me to You?? Tocmai cand ma obisnuisem si eu si ,aproape ca stiam toate modelele, am ajuns cand rafturile se umpleau cu editia de Craciun. Am fost mai rau ca un copil de 5 ani. Mai mai ca si mie imi era rusine de mine:)) Dar sunt absolut superbi..am spus ca atunci cand ma fac mare imi fac si eu o fabrica Me to You:d&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am gasit cateva poze( multe multe:P), nu stiu daca ma voi putea decide sa pun doar cateva...imi plac toti atat de mult!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1g65Qyq-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/_sALE9TUqTA/s1600-h/2752small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1g65Qyq-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/_sALE9TUqTA/s400/2752small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277480903268019170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1hJQvPM0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/zMiO5BnSrJ4/s1600-h/2013small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1hJQvPM0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/zMiO5BnSrJ4/s400/2013small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277481150087902018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1hJEVBUHI/AAAAAAAAAW4/tSpagOuBEFY/s1600-h/1949small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1hJEVBUHI/AAAAAAAAAW4/tSpagOuBEFY/s400/1949small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277481146756714610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1hJF8bTEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/aZXEzjSbc6Q/s1600-h/2733big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1hJF8bTEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/aZXEzjSbc6Q/s400/2733big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277481147190430786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1hIw15t0I/AAAAAAAAAWo/LzugerB5aBE/s1600-h/2750small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1hIw15t0I/AAAAAAAAAWo/LzugerB5aBE/s400/2750small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277481141525919554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1hInwnHjI/AAAAAAAAAWg/nnRJ976Fn5M/s1600-h/2777small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1hInwnHjI/AAAAAAAAAWg/nnRJ976Fn5M/s400/2777small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277481139087810098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1g6fOZpiI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wekVGymscGY/s1600-h/2749small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1g6fOZpiI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wekVGymscGY/s400/2749small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277480896278668834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-8760588437814079383?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/8760588437814079383/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=8760588437814079383' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8760588437814079383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8760588437814079383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/12/ursuletii-me-to-you-pentru-craciun.html' title='Ursuletii Me to You pentru Craciun'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/ST1g4_fm_1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/KIVite6mY8w/s72-c/2649big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-6734528734398323682</id><published>2008-12-02T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:04:31.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suflet pereche</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am inceput dimineata cu un &lt;a href="http://www.kudika.ro/quiz/6061/q/0/Cea-mai-arzatoare-dorinta-a-ta-este-sa.html"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;. Se pare ca sufletul meu pereche e Mel Gibson. Mai romanticoasa eu asa...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Esti o persoana foarte atasata de valorile traditionale ale vietii, pe care  simti ca, intr-un fel, societatea din ziua de azi le-a cam pierdut"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Daca asta e bine sau rau, nu stiu, dar tare curioasa sunt ce va iese voua:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-6734528734398323682?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/6734528734398323682/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=6734528734398323682' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6734528734398323682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6734528734398323682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/12/suflet-pereche.html' title='Suflet pereche'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-6079914672861865364</id><published>2008-12-02T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:12:31.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio Nostalgie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nostalgie.fr/radio/radio_webradios.html"&gt;Nostalgie&lt;/a&gt;..pentru ca simt nevoia cateodata de relaxare prin muzica..si pentru ca imi place muzica veche..si limba franceza...10 posturi pentru stari de spirit diferite..mie imi place mult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-6079914672861865364?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/6079914672861865364/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=6079914672861865364' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6079914672861865364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6079914672861865364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/12/radio-nostalgie.html' title='Radio Nostalgie'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-7408942311663622909</id><published>2008-12-02T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:04:13.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pupica si bunul simt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nu stiu de voi, dar mie imi placea sa fiu respectuoasa in mijloacele de transport in comun. Si vorbesc la trecut pentru ca, de cateva saptamani nu mai sunt asa! Invatata de mica sa acord prioritate doamnelor si persoanele varstnice, m-am conformat, timp de mai bine de un an de zile. Dar de anul acesta in octombrie, nu stiu ce s-a intamplat cu toti oamenii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/STVUmojl1ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9e5z30NHpFM/s1600-h/subway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/STVUmojl1ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9e5z30NHpFM/s400/subway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275215561232864658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deci, somnoroasa si plina de "entuziasm" ca ma duc la facultate atat de devreme , imi ocup un loc un metrou, cuminte, privind in prealabil daca este cineva care are totusi mai multa nevoie decat mine de acest loc. Stau linistita timp de o statie, cand, la Eroilor, imbulzeala mare, multe doamne, eu copil simtit, cedez locul...degeaba. Ma ridic, ii spun ca poate sta si nu se uita la mine. Ok, poate nu m-a auzit, si totusi.... Da, stiu, se mai intampla...A doua oara, cedez locul unei doamne in jur de 45 de ani, care mi-a aruncat o privire cam ciudata..poate era suparata si nu avea chef de nimic, dar macar s-a asezat.. Stiu, nu trebuia sa fiu rea atunci cand mi s-a parut ca are aere de superioritate, dar picatura care a umplut paharul a fost cand o doamna bine aranjata, aproape ca ma certa ca i-am cedat locul. A tinut sa-mi precizeze ca nu vrea sa stea, cu un ton deloc placut: "Nu domnisoara, nu vreau sa stau!". Aproape ca ii luasem, nu cedasem locul:)) Nu stiu daca ii placea sa stea in picioare sau doar avea o problema cu persoanele care incearca sa fie dragute, dar de atunci m-am hotarat clar sa nu mai las asa, orisicui,  locul meu. Ca pana la urma nici pe mine cand ma doare stomacul nu ma lasa nimeni sa stau, ca vorba aia,  sunt tanara.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bine, asta nu inseamna ca daca vad o femeie insarcinata sau pe cineva care chiar are nevoie, nu las sa stea, dar asa,  cu gratuitatile de pana acum, mai slabut. Intr-un final, traim intr-o tara in care nesimtirea e pe ordinea de zi, cu cine sa fiu eu simtita??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1531701712430596561-7408942311663622909?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/7408942311663622909/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=7408942311663622909' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/7408942311663622909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/7408942311663622909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/12/pupica-si-bunul-simt.html' title='Pupica si bunul simt'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/STVUmojl1ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9e5z30NHpFM/s72-c/subway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-2360243421690000987</id><published>2008-12-02T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:03:35.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarbatori si cadouri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ca oricarui om, imi place perioada sarbatorilor. Multe beculete, multa aglomeratie in magazine, cadouri care mai de care, plus ca ma imbrac mai gros si ma simt mai plinuta:)).&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Numai ca la mine in familie sarbatorile incep de pe 21 noiembrie. Prima e  ziua lu' tata. Chiar daca nu ma aleg cu aproape nimic din cadourile lui, imi place sa le desfac. Si sa le sortez in functie de categori. Si de marimi. Si de preferinte..Si sa testez parfumurile. Si mai sunt si florile. Superbe...astfel ca am grija sa fie repartizate in mod uniform in toata casa. Verdictul dat de mine :  cel mai interesant cadou de anul asta mi s-a parut o &lt;a href="http://www.taschen.com/custom/image_popup_cover.php?descr_id=13323&amp;amp;size=480"&gt;carte&lt;/a&gt; despre opera lui da Vinci, cam jumatate din greutatea mea:))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Cam atat despre ziua lui. Urmeaza pe 22 noiembrie ziua matusei mele. Anul asta trebuia sa fie mare problema in cumpararea cadoului, avand in vedere ca a facut 40 de ani. Si cu toate astea, nu a fost foarte greu de ales, ei placandu-i foarte mult produsele de ingrijire.  Din tot ce i-am luat, aproape ca m-am indragostit de un &lt;a href="http://www.thebodyshop-usa.com/bodyshop/browse/product_detail.jsp?categoryId=cat1810005&amp;amp;productId=prod4100003"&gt;spray cu vitamina C &lt;/a&gt;de la The Body Shop..care, ramane intre noi, l-am folosit si eu o data:) Si mai nou se pare ca il vrea si mama...hm! ar trebui sa cerem o reducere daca tot le facem atata vanzare:)) ( Cei de la &lt;a href="http://www.thebodyshop-usa.com/"&gt;The Body Shop&lt;/a&gt; chiar au un site bun- imi place organizarea!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Pe 24 noiembrie e ziua verisoarei mele. Micuta si draguta, nu-i puteam lua decat farduri si o &lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/s7ondemand/zoom/flasht_zoom.jsp?company=Sephora&amp;amp;sku=P202926&amp;amp;config=zoom_config&amp;amp;zoomwidth=725&amp;amp;zoomheight=605"&gt;gentuta&lt;/a&gt;.  Ziceti voi ca nu-i draguta. Data viitoare imi iau si eu &lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/s7ondemand/zoom/flasht_zoom.jsp?company=Sephora&amp;amp;sku=P186812&amp;amp;config=zoom_config&amp;amp;zoomwidth=725&amp;amp;zoomheight=605"&gt;carnetel&lt;/a&gt; din asta care mai are si farduri pe deasupra!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Si uite asa incep eu sarbatorile! Urmeaza ziua mea, Sf.Andrei pe 30 noiembrie, dar despre cum a fost, voi posta separat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Sarbatori fericite si voua!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-2360243421690000987?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/2360243421690000987/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=2360243421690000987' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/2360243421690000987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/2360243421690000987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/12/sarbatori-si-cadouri.html' title='Sarbatori si cadouri'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-2691958769012322017</id><published>2008-11-15T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T15:55:16.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragoste pura, termala:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nu credeam ca mai ajung sa mai scriu si eu pe blog. Au trecut doar 6 saptamani de facultate si eu sunt deja satula de ea. Si macar de as invata ceva practic. Marti scap de teste, raman proiectele, deci ma pot bucura in continuare de viata! I hope so:))

&lt;p&gt;Sunt 2 saptamani de cand vreau sa spun de noul meu demachiant Vichy Purete Thermale Deci...este genial si il iubesc rau! Dragoste la prima vedere, clar! Cum de fel sunt mofturoasa, demachiantul nu numai ca se incadreaza in lista mea de mofturi, ci este in topul listei. Si nu pentru ca sunt prea prea mofturoasa, ci pentru ca am probleme cu tenul si fie imi lasa faca grasa, fie imi face bubite, fie nu demachiaza rimelul si nici dermatograful. Pana acum am incercat tot felul de demachiante, ultimul dintre ele fiind cel de la Ivatherm. Destul de bun, pana la ochi. Nu imi curata deloc bine si trebuia sa repet de cel putin 3 ori in zona asta. Stiind ca Vichy-ul este compatibil cu mine, vroiam sa imi iau Normaderm, dar farmacista mi-a zis ca asta ar fi mai bun daca vreau si pentru ochi. Este 3 in 1. Si da, chiar este!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Just try it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SR9gvnjpKpI/AAAAAAAAAVg/XkfsxHoyjkY/s1600-h/12191512960_demachiant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SR9gvnjpKpI/AAAAAAAAAVg/XkfsxHoyjkY/s400/12191512960_demachiant.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269036460235369106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-2691958769012322017?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/2691958769012322017/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=2691958769012322017' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/2691958769012322017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/2691958769012322017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/11/dragoste-pura-termala.html' title='Dragoste pura, termala:)'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SR9gvnjpKpI/AAAAAAAAAVg/XkfsxHoyjkY/s72-c/12191512960_demachiant.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-7840880352393246927</id><published>2008-10-24T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:03:20.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simturi si afaceri..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In loc sa dorm deja, stau si zabovesc pe net. Mda, stiu ca nu sunt singura, dar eu chiar ar trebui sa dorm mai mult,  in conditiile in care ma trezesc asa devreme. Asta iese clar si din testul simturilor pe care tocmai l-am facut...tot pe BBC. Imi place rau site-ul asta, dar pentru azi imi ajunge. Mai pun doua linkuri si gata, ma duc sa visez frumos si sa-mi improspatez simturile:))&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Deci, daca vrei sa stii cum stai cu simturile apasa &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/body/interactives/senseschallenge/"&gt;aici &lt;/a&gt;:))&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Si am mai gasit un test despre potentialul in &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/mind/surveys/millionaire1/index.shtml"&gt;afaceri.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So..enjoy them..again:P&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-7840880352393246927?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/7840880352393246927/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=7840880352393246927' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/7840880352393246927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/7840880352393246927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/10/simturi-si-afaceri.html' title='Simturi si afaceri..'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-1899874624796921160</id><published>2008-10-24T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:09:31.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zambeste!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In  sfarsit grupa mea de la facultate are un mail unde putem pune diverse chestii mult mai rapid. Mai nou si profesorii ne trimit lectiile si nu numai pe mail. Zilele trecute am primit de la profa de comunicare un test foarte interesant de pe site-ul BBC-ului.

&lt;p&gt;Credeti ca stiti sa recunoasteti un zambet fals? Eu am avut 16 din 20 ca rezultat. Daca aveti putina rabdare, chiar merita facut.  Enjoy &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/mind/surveys/smiles/index.shtml"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/mind/surveys/smiles/index.shtml"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-1899874624796921160?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/1899874624796921160/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=1899874624796921160' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/1899874624796921160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/1899874624796921160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/10/zambeste.html' title='Zambeste!'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-6405177346564403229</id><published>2008-10-21T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:42:21.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nunta  online</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP49T3lnwGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/sWPTlRM1lBI/s1600-h/duckies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP49T3lnwGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/sWPTlRM1lBI/s400/duckies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708826363871330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pentru ca in lista keyword-urilor mele de pe analytics cel mai des este intalnita expresia"caut barbat singur", m-am gandit ca as putea ajuta si persoanele care vor sa se casatoreasca cat mai repede cu putinta, cu tot cu certificat:P&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Ce  casatorie civila sau religioasa, interntul este solutia: va legati sufletele pentru toata viata printr-un click. Simplu, nu? Si mult mai ieftin!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Bine, glumesc, oricat ar evolua tehnologia, nu cred ca va fi popularizata o astfel de metoda, fie ea si serioasa, dar asa, de amuzament, chiar merge.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Casa de Piatra de pe acum, dar inca astept invitatie la nunta:P&lt;/p&gt;
Pentru DA, apasa&lt;a href="http://www.bored.com/funweddings/"&gt; aici&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP49TSguspI/AAAAAAAAAVA/G1CXD1_ZG2A/s1600-h/100735,1208884176,9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP49TSguspI/AAAAAAAAAVA/G1CXD1_ZG2A/s400/100735,1208884176,9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708816411243154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-6405177346564403229?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/6405177346564403229/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=6405177346564403229' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6405177346564403229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6405177346564403229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/10/nunta-online.html' title='Nunta  online'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP49T3lnwGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/sWPTlRM1lBI/s72-c/duckies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-9008254355505267178</id><published>2008-10-21T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:06:27.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FaraZero</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pupica in actiune. Pupica agent secret. Pupica Zvarluga.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;:)) ce face un copil cand nu are chef de altceva..se joaca! ce face pupica cand nu are chef de nimic, mai ales ceva legat de facultate...se joaca! si nu asa, orice! se joaca de-a inspector Gadget- parca asa il chema:)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Am aflat si eu, acum la sfarsitul campaniei de jocul de pe lumeafarazero.ro. In urma chestionarului m-am dovedit a fi o adevarata zvarluga si am pornit in cautarea zerourilor:)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Probabil imi va trece entuziasmul repede, mai ales ca pe 24 se termina si campania asta, dar pana atunci ma relaxez si eu, ce sa mai am, am dat in greu de duminica pana acum:))&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;p.s: prima parola e zebra, asta asa ca si eu am primit informatii de la o pasarica! Shhhh!&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-9008254355505267178?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/9008254355505267178/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=9008254355505267178' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/9008254355505267178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/9008254355505267178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/10/farazero.html' title='FaraZero'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-6016051064815052791</id><published>2008-10-21T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:34:38.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ca o Hubba-Bubba!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP4SR-iL5uI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SOz2PQ_Zylc/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP4SR-iL5uI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SOz2PQ_Zylc/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259661514868778722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Iubesc Hubba-Bubba. De orice fel, orice marime, deci se include si cea la metru. Imi place chiar si Hubba-Bubba Glop- sau mai bine zis Buba Bubi:)

&lt;p&gt;Momentan manac una cu aroma de pepene. Adica un pachet:d. Si pentru ca eu caut pe google cam despre tot ce imi place, am gasit ceva foarte interesant. Nu as manaca-o( chiar daca arata tare gustos), dar mi-ar placea si o masina de genul asta- asa pentru distractie!&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP4SSd7RJQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Ozk91jh0A3U/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP4SSd7RJQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Ozk91jh0A3U/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259661523295479042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Asta pentru baietii carora le place aroma de pepene( cel putin unul stiu &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP4SSLbcI9I/AAAAAAAAAUw/SI3HZ-6QLRc/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP4SSLbcI9I/AAAAAAAAAUw/SI3HZ-6QLRc/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259661518330143698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eu:P)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-6016051064815052791?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/6016051064815052791/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=6016051064815052791' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6016051064815052791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6016051064815052791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/10/ca-o-hubba-bubba.html' title='Ca o Hubba-Bubba!'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SP4SR-iL5uI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SOz2PQ_Zylc/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-1041986565636028469</id><published>2008-10-16T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T11:07:16.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La fel si invers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am gasit aseara niste "Stiati ca?" foarte interesante intr-una dintre cartile de engleza. De exemplu, nu stiam ca sunt atatea cuvinte care se citesc la fel si de la dreapta la stanga. De fapt eu nu stiu nici in romana exemple de asemenea cuvinte fara sa stau sa ma gandesc si sa pun pe foaie:)) (in afara de Ana).

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1.Madam, I'm Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2.A man, a plan, a canal-Panama.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;3.Was it a cat I saw?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;4."Able was I ere I saw Elba"- Napoleon&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Doc, note, I dissent. A fast never prevents a fatness. I diet on cod.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am gasit mai multe pe net, dar astea au fost suficiente pentru curiozitatea mea:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ca sa-l citez pe Marius( al &lt;a href="http://justme-corina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Corinei&lt;/a&gt;) :)), "In fiecare zi invatam lucruri noi!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-1041986565636028469?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/1041986565636028469/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=1041986565636028469' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/1041986565636028469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/1041986565636028469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/10/la-fel-si-invers.html' title='La fel si invers'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-7339310238715114512</id><published>2008-10-14T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:51:28.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Par gras...sampon uscat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPT4DVeJfqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/uYgAEjEL-SU/s1600-h/l_1212362900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPT4DVeJfqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/uYgAEjEL-SU/s400/l_1212362900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257099401235103394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu sunt una dintre acele persoane care ar face orice sa aibe un par frumos, lung, bogat si care, bineinteles sa nu fie nevoie sa fie spalat o zi da si una nu. Si asta asa, cu mari sacrificii. Niciodata nu am avut parul lung, deci nu tu coada, nu tu coafuri sofisticate...doar mici variatiuni pe la lungime si breton.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu mai ma plang, m-am obisnuit, am incercat tot felul de sampoane si tratamente, acelasi rezultat. Asa ca am inceput sa ma resemnez, trebuie sa semene cineva si cu tata( cine stie, cunoaste:))). Am trecut de la sampon lichid, la sampon solid( Lush-zic eu ceva mai bun ca cel lichid), iar mai nou, am incercat intre spalari si un sampon uscat. Din acela sub forma de spray. De fiecare data cand treceam prin Sephora ma tot intrebam cum e, si, in cele din urma mi le-am cumparat. Mult mi-a luat si pana sa-l incerc, imi era mai bine sa ma spal, numai ca dragutul nostru camin ne-a luat apa calda ceva zile, si , satula de spalatul cu ibricul:), am zis ca ar fi cazul sa-l incerc. Si, uite asa, s-a intamplat si minunea. Trebuia agitat inainte de folosire, asta am facut. Apoi aplicat pe tot parul, si asta facut. Dar nu mi-a zis nimeni cat sa dau, si, din dorinta de a avea un par cat mai curat, am aplicat o cantitate suficienta cat sa ma fac alba...alba de tot in tot parul. Am stat cateva minute si apoi am trecut la stergerea cu un prosop curat. Si ia si strege pana faci febra musculara la mana, degeaba, tot se mai vedea albul. Dupa vreo 10 minute de sters si periat, s-a intamplat si minunea: parul meu era curat si mai avea si volum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am ramas impresionata in mod placut si azi am repetat "formula magica" pentru ca sunt prea racita sa ma spal pe cap, dar de data asta, nu am mai aplicat cantitati industriale:))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lasand povestea mea (acum) amuzanta in ale sampoanelor uscate, chiar sunt multumita de el si tind sa spun ca e o varianta  destul de eficace  pentru  o asemenea "spalare"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-7339310238715114512?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/7339310238715114512/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=7339310238715114512' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/7339310238715114512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/7339310238715114512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/10/par-grassampon-uscat.html' title='Par gras...sampon uscat'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPT4DVeJfqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/uYgAEjEL-SU/s72-c/l_1212362900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-7630363384514778085</id><published>2008-10-14T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T04:19:47.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Distractie la scoala</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sunt racita..momentan racita rau. Azi la 5 jumate eram mai ok, asa ca am zis ca nu-i mare tragedie daca ma duc la seminarul de la 7 jumate. Intre timp s-a dovedit ca nu a fost o alegere tocmai buna, dar chiar nu regret.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am avut comunicare comerciala..o profa destul de draguta si cu niste idei foarte interesante. Dupa ce ne-a tot aratat niste desene cu tipurile de comunicare, ne-am jucat:d. Da, chiar ne-am jucat si a fost foarte distractiv. De mult timp nu am mai ras asa, cu lacrimi chiar. Ne-a impartit in perechi de cate 7 studenti. Fiecare a scris cate doua cuvinte...oricare. Apoi am avut 10 minute la dispozitie sa facem o poveste din cele 14 cuvinte. Si asa a inceput distractia...pentru ca ele nu erau chiar din aceeasi categorie. Si ca sa enumar cateva, ar fi: antreprenoriat, spatiu, necunoscut, poker, copac, cola, telefon, culoare. In fine, mai sunt cateva dar cam de astea s-a legat povestioara noastra. Sa vedeti ce a iesit:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Era dimineata si imi era somn. tocmai ma intorsesem de la o partida de poker cand telefonul incepe sa sune. Am zis ca poate sa mai astepte. Am pus cola la gura. La naiba, avea o culoare ciudata. Telefonul continua sa sune. Era cu numar necunoscut colegul Gigi care ma chema la antreprenoriat. Subit, m-a luat o raceala si ma intrebam: "Oare cum o fi sa mananci o ciocolata in spatiu, la soare, intr-un copac?" "&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPR_I4Sg-9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/sZeQcwvLIwQ/s1600-h/aug-cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 440px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPR_I4Sg-9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/sZeQcwvLIwQ/s400/aug-cartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256966455573937106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Distractia a inceput insa cand din cei 7 din cealalta echipa, a mai ramas unul singur caruia i-am citit povestea. Celalalti asteptau afara. S-a intrat pe rand, fiecare povestindu-i celuilalt ce a inteles el din ce am scris noi. Un fel de telefonul fara fir cu povesti:) Finalul a fost fenomenal...S-a ajuns la urmatoarea propozitie: " A sunat Gigel cu numar necunoscut, dar chiar si asa el stia ca era Gigel si ,band din cola tulbure, se intreba cum ar fi sa stai sub o umbrela in spatiu".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu stiu cat de amuzant pare asa, in scris , dar noi ne-am distrat copios( chiar daca pare ciudat) inca de la 7 jumatate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ce-i drept, acum stau cu nasul in batista si cu pastilele langa mine, dar in sfarsit am fost si eu la un seminar interesant!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;





&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-7630363384514778085?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/7630363384514778085/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=7630363384514778085' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/7630363384514778085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/7630363384514778085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/10/distractie-la-scoala.html' title='Distractie la scoala'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPR_I4Sg-9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/sZeQcwvLIwQ/s72-c/aug-cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-5739763267919739211</id><published>2008-10-13T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:43:54.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pupica in biblioteca</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De cursurile mele de la British Council am mai spus..nu stiu insa daca am spus ca o data cu inscrierea am primit si un abonament pe un an la biblioteca lor...nu mi se parea nimic deosebit un abonament la o biblioteca, avand in vedere pretul pe care il au cursurile, dar clar mi-am schimbat parerea. Nu exista miercure sau vinere in care sa ma duc si sa nu trec si pe la biblioteca. Stiti ca as lua toate cartile de acolo, nu?:P  Pacat ca nu am timp sa ma uit chiar pe toate, dar sigur toate sunt interesante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;

&lt;p&gt;De exemplu, saptamana asta am luat 2 carti cu phrasal verbs si idioms...vesnica mea problema. Mi se par foarte bune. Sunt pe categorii, una dintre ele are si un dictionar cu toate phrasal verbs-urile si sincera sa fiu, abia astept sa ma apuc de ele. Adica, zic eu, ma apuc chiar in seara asta:P&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Si ca sa fiu si mai exacta, daca vreti sa va apucati de invatat, pun si pozele cu cartile si cuprinsul fiecareia, asa ca ramane doar sa-mi spun si sa va spun..SPOR LA TREABA!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOHmclsReI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lsux_wLRi7M/s1600-h/PA130112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOHmclsReI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lsux_wLRi7M/s400/PA130112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256694284650563042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOH67LDmBI/AAAAAAAAATY/DMaiUexFXUU/s1600-h/PA130114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOH67LDmBI/AAAAAAAAATY/DMaiUexFXUU/s400/PA130114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256694636457728018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOH7A9YKDI/AAAAAAAAATg/FgMFYQmFdHU/s1600-h/PA130115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOH7A9YKDI/AAAAAAAAATg/FgMFYQmFdHU/s400/PA130115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256694638010968114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOH7Wz04qI/AAAAAAAAATo/pAIwGAilf-A/s1600-h/PA130116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOH7Wz04qI/AAAAAAAAATo/pAIwGAilf-A/s400/PA130116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256694643876487842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOIVrpSs-I/AAAAAAAAATw/x1FvuSHABAU/s1600-h/PA130117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOIVrpSs-I/AAAAAAAAATw/x1FvuSHABAU/s400/PA130117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256695096146047970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOIVzLbBQI/AAAAAAAAAT4/631PLGH9m_U/s1600-h/PA130118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOIVzLbBQI/AAAAAAAAAT4/631PLGH9m_U/s400/PA130118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256695098168247554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s: Astept parerea anei despre ele:P
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-5739763267919739211?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/5739763267919739211/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=5739763267919739211' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5739763267919739211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5739763267919739211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/10/pupica-in-biblioteca.html' title='Pupica in biblioteca'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SPOHmclsReI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lsux_wLRi7M/s72-c/PA130112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-6627897544995611493</id><published>2008-10-07T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T04:05:11.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu cu mine..iar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SOtBs9JFqgI/AAAAAAAAASg/gAtSGEyFVr4/s1600-h/wake-up-early.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SOtBs9JFqgI/AAAAAAAAASg/gAtSGEyFVr4/s400/wake-up-early.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254365630840547842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;Spuneam zilele trecute ca am ajuns iar in Bucuresti...aglomeratie pe strazi, lume multa, foarte multa la metrou, la facultate, la cumparaturi...imi place, dar nu mereu..stau la camin, in continuare. Nu, nu-i asa de rau, pot spune chiar ca imi place, poate si pentru ca ai mei( va multumesc mult chiar daca nu cititi) au facut tot posibilul sa stau cat mai bine, deci conditiile sunt ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si totusi, nu e acasa..mi e dor de Lari, mi-e dor de catel, mi-e e dor de somnul meu dulce. Nu credeam vreodata ca voi ajunge sa ma trezesc la 5 jumate. Stiu ca nu sunt singura care se trezeste asa, ba chiar sunt multi care fac asta mult mai devreme, dar e asa ciudat sa te culci pe intuneric si sa te trezesti la fel...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;Cu ocazia asta mi-am dat seama ca sunt o persoana cu tabieturi. Niciodata nu adorm pana nu imi fac sendvisul pentru a doua zi la facultate. Si nici fara sa-mi prepar manacarea de dimineata...si, de asemenea, nici fara sa-mi aleg cu ce ma imbrac a doua zi.Si nu pot sa adorm pana nu fac dus, indiferent daca am mai facut 3 in ziua respectiva. Si imi pun si tot ce am nevoie in geanta, asta asa ca sa-mi fie mai usor dimineata. Si nu in ultimul rand, imi fac rugaciunea. Aaa...si imi pun ceasurile( VREO 3)sa imi sune. Bine, stiu ca exagerez cu toate obiceiurile astea, dar mi-au intrat in reflex. Si acum cand le-am scris, mi-am dat seama ca ar putea fi mult mai multe pe lista, asa de-a lungul intregii zile:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SOtBs_kL9KI/AAAAAAAAASY/Y9bfbL42avE/s1600-h/12165_sleepy_yawning_alarm_clock_with_bloodshot_eyes_wearing_slippers_and_holding_coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SOtBs_kL9KI/AAAAAAAAASY/Y9bfbL42avE/s400/12165_sleepy_yawning_alarm_clock_with_bloodshot_eyes_wearing_slippers_and_holding_coffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254365631491077282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;Cred totusi ca daca nu as fi asa de organizata nu as putea supravietui nici o luna  in Bucuresti.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;p&gt;Am mai spus pana acum ca iubesc alarmele de la ceas, telefoanele cu alarma si nu in ultimul rand, pe colegele mele care mereu aud tzaraitul  inaintea mea?:))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Am revenit in Bucuresti. Prea aglomerat si prea obositor. Si cu ore de la 7 30...adica trezirea la 5 30. De abia mi-am pus net, asa ca o sa intru si eu in sfarsit pe blog...zilele astea:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-4910086355837240589?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/4910086355837240589/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=4910086355837240589' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/4910086355837240589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/4910086355837240589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-revenit.html' title='Am revenit!'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SOW5Moh2-GI/AAAAAAAAASQ/axLi7ArdUjc/s72-c/ANIMATED_BACK_TO_SCHOOL.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-3729984246689263425</id><published>2008-09-24T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:29:39.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doar o zi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNqwTR1mDHI/AAAAAAAAASA/VMXf37CXISk/s1600-h/cat+upset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNqwTR1mDHI/AAAAAAAAASA/VMXf37CXISk/s400/cat+upset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249702160905931890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Azi m-au enervat:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;semafoarele mereu rosii&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;tampeniile alea de coduri gen 428, 34 de pe cartile de la biblioteca! GOD, erau 100 de 428, alte cifre si litere!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;oamenii care se dau mai destepti decat sunt&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;oameni care nu ma lasa sa vorbesc( si care pe deasupra mai vorbesc si aiurea)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;vanzatoarea din librarie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;liftul stricat( nu am mai urcat 6 etaje de cand...habar nu am cand a fost ultima oara:)))&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;administratora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;oamenii care au mancat in autocar salam inainte de plecare si care au vorbit tot drumul pana au coborat in capul meu in limba rroma!!!macar de intelegeam ceva...( ah ce bine a fost fara atata trancaneala!!)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;mancarea prea fierbinte&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;banii prea putini&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt; durerea asta de cap insuportabila!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;si in cele din urma...eu! chiar am fost enervanta azi! de-a dreptul!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Daca stau sa ma gandesc bine, nu a fost o zi asa de rea!aa...am uitat sa precizez ca m-am imbracat mult prea gros si am murit de cald! Ei, da, am zis dinainte ca sunt mofturoasa!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Sau poate e doar de la SPM si vreme( vesnicele mele scuze:))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Maine sigur va fi mai bine!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-3729984246689263425?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/3729984246689263425/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=3729984246689263425' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3729984246689263425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3729984246689263425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/doar-o-zi.html' title='Doar o zi..'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNqwTR1mDHI/AAAAAAAAASA/VMXf37CXISk/s72-c/cat+upset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-6847265999913313446</id><published>2008-09-23T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T01:25:08.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Duminica...frig..innorat..plictiseala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eu...poze din vacanta..photoshop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ19yYDxI/AAAAAAAAARo/jvw8-VLmFa8/s1600-h/50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ19yYDxI/AAAAAAAAARo/jvw8-VLmFa8/s400/50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248963885005278994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ3GJCxUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZMNNBOmVUA8/s1600-h/41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ3GJCxUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZMNNBOmVUA8/s400/41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248963904427705666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ2qpD-KI/AAAAAAAAARw/doegWQc3s10/s1600-h/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ2qpD-KI/AAAAAAAAARw/doegWQc3s10/s400/57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248963897045809314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ1Jt1_JI/AAAAAAAAARY/SGCypgq0Uf8/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ1Jt1_JI/AAAAAAAAARY/SGCypgq0Uf8/s400/39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248963871027625106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ1vM9HZI/AAAAAAAAARg/wJskPYABRYI/s1600-h/40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ1vM9HZI/AAAAAAAAARg/wJskPYABRYI/s400/40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248963881090227602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-6847265999913313446?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/6847265999913313446/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=6847265999913313446' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6847265999913313446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6847265999913313446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-photos.html' title='Some photos'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgQ19yYDxI/AAAAAAAAARo/jvw8-VLmFa8/s72-c/50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-5969794576938108428</id><published>2008-09-22T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:32:29.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu si engleza:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Se face aproape o saptamana de cand tot vreau sa povestesc despre inscrierea mea la cursurile de la British Council, dar se pare ca am avut o stare prelungita de lene..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Deci, m-am inscris. Marti. Am dat un test, toate bune si frumoase la gramatica, toate proaste la speaking. Ei, nu chiar toate, dar aproape. Eu chiar nu pot sa port un dialog mai mult de3 min fara sa ma balbai si fara sa ma fac rosie-verde-galbena-albastra...dar gata, de acum sper sa fie totul mult mult mai bine. Sunt intr-o grupa de post-intermadiar si sunt gata sa invat sa vorbesc in engleza.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgOMbkrMsI/AAAAAAAAARA/AdrypYcRcfY/s1600-h/happy+and+excited.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgOMbkrMsI/AAAAAAAAARA/AdrypYcRcfY/s400/happy+and+excited.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248960972423115458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Si uite asa am avut primul curs vineri. Foarte interesant. Chiar fac cu o englezoaica. Si chiar imi place. Sau cel putin primul curs a fost tare placut. Sunt in grupa cu oameni mari, ink vreo 2 fete de varsta mea, dar am facut cunostinta cu toti intr-un mod la care nu m-as fi gandit: a pus pe 4 dintre noi in cerc si restul se ducea la fiecare persoana si discutam pentru 3 minute. Si asa am ajuns sa aflu ca nu sunt singura care nu e experta intr-ale limbilor straine si ca si ei isi doresc la fel ca si mine sa invete sa vorbeasca engleza. De fapt, "I came here to improve my English" a fost cea mai intalnita propozitie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgOMuaKEGI/AAAAAAAAARI/cC4riCxTIUQ/s1600-h/ace_246316906_1159046179.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgOMuaKEGI/AAAAAAAAARI/cC4riCxTIUQ/s400/ace_246316906_1159046179.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248960977479274594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunt foarte draguti toti si sper sa ramana asa si de-a lungul cursurilor. A...si stiti cu cine mai sunt in grupa? Adriana Muraru. Bine, nici eu nu stiam cum o cheama, dar o stiam de la televizor, de la stiri. Si e mult mai draguta ca la tv. Si mai sunt si cu sora lui Adrian Enache, o doamna foarte de treaba si stilata, care mi-a placut inca dinainte sa aflu cine este. Si cu multi alti "omi"( cum zicea nasa mea cand era mica) mari si importanti, asa cum o sa devin si eu( si nu numai):)))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu v-am zis ca pe profa mea o cheama Bron, e doar de 2 saptamani in Romania, locul ei preferat e Mexicul si, din pacate, a omorat un cangur cu masina. Si a studiat in Barcelona, stie sa schieze si nu are inca o masina aici. Bine, stiu ca astea nu erau neaparat de zis, dar mi le-am amintit usor pentru ca am facut un joc cu lucruri adevarate si false despre ea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;In concluzie, nu am dat banii degeaba. Numai ca vorbesc o ora jumate numai in engleza si tot e ceva. Asa ca, daca vreti sa va inscrieti vreodata si vreti sa aflati mai multe dinainte, puteti sa ma intrebati, pentru ca si eu am vrut sa stiu mai multe si pe mine nu m-a putut ajuta nimeni..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-5969794576938108428?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/5969794576938108428/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=5969794576938108428' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5969794576938108428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5969794576938108428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/eu-si-engleza.html' title='Eu si engleza:)'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNgOMbkrMsI/AAAAAAAAARA/AdrypYcRcfY/s72-c/happy+and+excited.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-3063945283868096408</id><published>2008-09-18T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:25:30.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Povestea soricelului</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNKbez78FpI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Nng_AkdqexE/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNKbez78FpI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Nng_AkdqexE/s400/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247427469480040082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


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&lt;p&gt;Un şoricel privi din crăpătura sa din perete şi îi văzu pe ţăran şi pe nevasta acestuia deschizând un pachet.&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;- Ce mâncare să fi adus oare? se întrebă şoricelul... Cu groază îşi dădu repede seama că era o capcană.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Şoricelul se strecură cu mare grijă în curtea animalelor şi dădu alarma:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;- E o capcană în casă, e o capcană în casă!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Găina cotcodăci şi se înfoie, ridică apoi capul şi îi spuse:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;- Domnule Şoarece, vad bine că acest lucru te afectează, dar pentru mine el nu are nici o relevanţă.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;- Nu pot permite ca acest lucru să mă afecteze.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Şoricelul se întoarse atunci înspre porc şi îi spuse:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;- E o capcană în casă, e o capcană în casă!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Porcului îi fu milă de el, dar răspunse:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;- Îmi pare foarte, foarte rău, Domnule Şoarece, dar tot ce pot să fac este să mă rog. Te asigur că te vei găsi în rugăciunile mele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNKbe61z6qI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Xj5gK5Qfiws/s1600-h/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNKbe61z6qI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Xj5gK5Qfiws/s400/scan0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247427471333386914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Şoricelul merse atunci la vacă şi îi spuse:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;- E o capcană în casă, e o capcană în casă!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Vaca îi spuse:&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;- Vai! Domnule Şoarece, îmi pare foarte rău pentru tine, dar chiar nu este o urgenţă pentru mine.&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p&gt;Şi aşa se întoarse şoricelul în casă, cu capul plecat şi cât se poate de amărât, pentru a înfrunta de unul singur capcana pusă de ţăran.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;În chiar noaptea aceea în casă se auzi un zgomot... Cum ar fi zgomotul produs de o capcana în care s-a prins un şoricel.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Nevasta ţăranului se repezi să vadă ce s-a prins. Pe întuneric, ea nu îşi dădu seama că în capcană îşi prinsese coada un şarpe veninos.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Şarpele o muşcă pe nevasta ţăranului. Ţăranul o duse cât putu de repede la spital, şi când o aduse acasă, ea mai avea încă febră.&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Oricine ştie că cel mai bun tratament împotriva febrei este supa proaspătă de pui, aşa că ţăranul luă un cuţit şi se duse în curtea păsărilor, ca să facă rost de principalul ingredient pentru supă.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Dar nevasta lui nu se însănătoşi, aşa că prietenele şi vecinele ei veniră să o îngrijească şi stăteau cu ea mai toată ziua. Pentru a le da de mâncare, ţăranul fu nevoit să taie porcul.&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Nevasta ţăranului nu se mai însănătoşi, şi muri la scurt timp.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;La înmormântare veni multă lume, iar ţăranul trebui să taie şi vaca pentru a-i hrăni pe toţi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNKbe7THzsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/XC6hmbra7Ao/s1600-h/scan0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNKbe7THzsI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/XC6hmbra7Ao/s400/scan0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247427471456325314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Şoricelul se uita din crăpătura lui din perete, cuprins de tristeţe.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Aşa că data viitoare când auzi că cineva se confruntă cu o problemă şi tu ai impresia că acest lucru nu te priveşte, adu-ţi aminte: Când unul dintre noi este ameninţat, cu toţii suntem expuşi unui risc.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-3063945283868096408?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/3063945283868096408/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=3063945283868096408' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3063945283868096408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3063945283868096408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/povestea-soricelului.html' title='Povestea soricelului'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SNKbez78FpI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Nng_AkdqexE/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-8780005470786969779</id><published>2008-09-14T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:05:56.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invat,  traiesc, gandesc!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SM10pej23qI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1PYMOL-4kgA/s1600-h/84332698.uKcWn2xs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SM10pej23qI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1PYMOL-4kgA/s400/84332698.uKcWn2xs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245977396883414690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stau in fata monitorului de mai bine de 15 minute si pur si simplu nu stiu cum sa incep. Am o groaza de ganduri care imi trec prin minte, dar nu imi vine sa vorbesc despre nimic in mod special.&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Sunt trista. Ma deprima vremea asta. Azi mi-am dat seama de multe chestii..de exemplu, nu stiu engleza pe cat ar trebui sa stiu. Nu aveti decat sa radeti, dar mi se pare total neinteresant sa invat tot fel de cuvinte gen mumble, mutter, splutter pe care nu o sa le folosesc intr-o discutie obisnuita. Nu-mi place totusi ca nu le stiu asa ca ma duc marti sa ma inscriu la cursurile Cambridge,pana la urma am invatat si pana acum multe chestii nefolositoare!&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Am aflat si ca trece vremea pe langa mine si eu sunt prea cuminte! Eu nu beau, nu fumez, nu vorbesc urat, nu fac dezordine, nu fac nimic din ce ar trebui sa faca cineva de varsta mea. M-am plictisit de atata stare de liniste! Nu ca ma apuc maine sa fac ce am zis mai sus, dar abia astept sa incep facultatea ca sa ies si eu mai des in cluburi, asa de nebuna. Sa dansez pana nu mai pot. Asa cum faceam odata fara sa imi pese de ce crede lumea.&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p&gt;De cate ori vreau sa demonstrez cuiva ceva, niciodata nu imi iese. Astazi, singura zi in care tata sta acasa, vroiam sa ii arat ca mananc mult mai bine ca de obicei si nu-mi mai e asa de rau. Numai ca azi m-am trezit tarziu, nu mi-a fost aproape deloc foame si mi s-a dat tot programul peste cap. S-a dus odata cu el si intentia mea de a ii arata ca eu chiar mananc o data la 2 ore, asa cum vrea el. Stiam eu de mult ca planurile nu sunt bune niciodata, dar nu credeam ca se va aplica pana si la asa ceva.&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p&gt;In concluzie, sunt foarte SPM-ista, plus ca mai stau si cu frica in san pentru interviul si testul de plasare in grupe la British Council, de parca e examen de admitere, nu doar un curs pe care singura am vrut sa-l fac!&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p&gt;C'est la vie! Noroc ca m-a mai inveselit sormea cand m-a lasat sa-i fac breton. Nu de alta, dar e fericita ca ii sta bine si astfel am scapat si eu de ulterioarele probleme gen tipete, plansete, greva fiecare in camera ei.&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p&gt;Da, gata, cred ca ma duc sa ma culc, daca mai stau sigur mai gasesc chestii de aberat!&lt;/p&gt;




&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-8780005470786969779?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/8780005470786969779/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=8780005470786969779' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8780005470786969779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/8780005470786969779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/invat-traiesc-gandesc.html' title='Invat,  traiesc, gandesc!'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SM10pej23qI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1PYMOL-4kgA/s72-c/84332698.uKcWn2xs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-7363127080342621851</id><published>2008-09-12T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T04:30:47.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3D</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Te privesc si ma privesc si nu stiu ce se intampla cu mine. Simt lucruri ciudate pe care nu mi le pot explica...ma enervez si ma supar cand  esti cu mine, dar mor de dor cand nu esti. Te doresc si in acelasi timp te resping! Te privesc si ma privesc si tot nu stiu ce se intampla cu mine...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMpSOZ-mtmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/FcnjpesRqgQ/s1600-h/love_calls_sleeve-300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMpSOZ-mtmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/FcnjpesRqgQ/s400/love_calls_sleeve-300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245095123471480418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Iubirea..se fac cele mai mari nebunii in numele iubirii pentru ca atunci cand cineva iubeste se simte intr-o alta lume. Trecutul se uita, prezentul se dizolva, iar viitorul nu exista.Asa este iubirea, nebuna, temerara, te absoarbe, te consuma, te devoreaza. Dar mai presus de toate te face sa simti ca iti traiesti viata!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMpSOjxP0tI/AAAAAAAAAOs/31gWOjaP7ac/s1600-h/love-wallpaper27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMpSOjxP0tI/AAAAAAAAAOs/31gWOjaP7ac/s400/love-wallpaper27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245095126099808978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu exista o singura realitate, pentru ca imaginatia ta o poate transforma si mintea ta poate deschide toate portile  si poate ajunge pe toate drumurile vietii...ca marea in imensitatea sa si ca universul in infinitatea lui...ca omul ce are pacea in inima si iubirea in privire..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMpSOvFvDMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/XkNNhGcJmBk/s1600-h/Graphic_Girl_Birds_Sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMpSOvFvDMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/XkNNhGcJmBk/s400/Graphic_Girl_Birds_Sun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245095129138531522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;                                                                            &lt;p&gt;(texte gasite in agenda mea veche de amintiri)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-7363127080342621851?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/7363127080342621851/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=7363127080342621851' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/7363127080342621851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/7363127080342621851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/3d.html' title='3D'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMpSOZ-mtmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/FcnjpesRqgQ/s72-c/love_calls_sleeve-300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-1384649802845702724</id><published>2008-09-12T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T01:05:01.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incepem scoala!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Incepe scoala! Nu pentru mine, eu mai pot lenevi in voie inca doua saptamani, incepe scoala pentru sormea. Clasa a 8a. Teze nationale, meditatii, stres, emotii si , bineinteles, toata familia pe capul ei.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Toata familia in frunte cu mine. Nu pentru ca nu s-ar descurca, ci pentru ca vreau s-o ajut, sa-i fie mai usor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMoha61BbHI/AAAAAAAAAOE/p0NGoqyhvVo/s1600-h/school-stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMoha61BbHI/AAAAAAAAAOE/p0NGoqyhvVo/s320/school-stress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245041462378327154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Si uite asa, de ieri gata, am inceput cercetarile si pregatirile. Trezirea dimineata!! Bine bine, sa nu exageram cu orele matinale, un 10 pentru Lari a fost de ajuns, spalat, imbracat si fuga in oras. Incepem noi clasa a8a, dar trebuie sa ne si aranjam, nu? Dintr-o ora, timpul pe care il acordasem initial vizitelor magazinului, am ajuns la doua ore jumatate. Tot acest timp in care ea a probat haine peste haine si eu doar imi dadeam cu parerea. Ei bine, nu! Nu imi place sa fac asta, mai ales cand eu nu imi cumpar nimic, dar pentru Lari ce nu fac eu??&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Obosita, dar fericita, a ajuns acasa si s-a dus repede la calculator( obiect prea putin folosit anul asta scolar), iar eu am inceput sa sun in stanga si in dreapta, sa fac rost de numere de telefon pentru profesorii de meditatie. Totul a decurs foarte bine, o sa revin atunci cand isi va afla si sormea orarul, asa ca am fost destul de multumita ca m-am descurcat singura.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Pentru ea nu-i deloc grozav cand stie ca anul asta trebuie sa invete, dar sunt sigura ca se va descurca si va intra acolo unde vrea ea. Si nu, nu ma uraste ca o pun sa invete, in momentele ei de sinceritate imi multumeste ca ma ocup si am grija de ea, deci asta trebuie sa fie de bine, nu?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Si uite ca rolul meu de surioara-mamica a inceput. Ne asteapta un an greu, dar noi suntem gata sa-i facem fata cu brio!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;mi l-a trimis sormea pe messenger, nu stiu cine vorbeste, dar fetita asta este absolut adorabila! o sa va placa!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;sunt convinsa&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-6373049166290205570?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/6373049166290205570/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=6373049166290205570' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6373049166290205570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6373049166290205570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/interviul-vietii.html' title='Interviul vietii'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-3781569478501447018</id><published>2008-09-10T01:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:56:32.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nunta in familia Bush</title><content type='html'>Draguta mireasa, draguta rochia...aa..si interesante invitatiile.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeK_K7L5oI/AAAAAAAAANM/KbUQaJvaMjY/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeK_K7L5oI/AAAAAAAAANM/KbUQaJvaMjY/s320/5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244313108965222018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeK_F1gM2I/AAAAAAAAANU/krnuG8oxvJY/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeK_F1gM2I/AAAAAAAAANU/krnuG8oxvJY/s320/4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244313107599209314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeK_tmbETI/AAAAAAAAANs/APiPBScDfGg/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeK_tmbETI/AAAAAAAAANs/APiPBScDfGg/s320/3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244313118273376562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;




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&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeLPOY1L7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Rntfm4C0anw/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeLPOY1L7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Rntfm4C0anw/s320/2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244313384772775858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeLPMeFW_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/xSVO0mqm5VA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeLPMeFW_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/xSVO0mqm5VA/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244313384257936370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-3781569478501447018?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/3781569478501447018/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=3781569478501447018' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3781569478501447018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3781569478501447018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/nunta-in-familia-bush.html' title='Nunta in familia Bush'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeK_K7L5oI/AAAAAAAAANM/KbUQaJvaMjY/s72-c/5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-9193550603895740670</id><published>2008-09-10T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:23:39.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un ghiveci simtit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am o mare problema cu Ari, catelul meu: zgarma in toate ghivecele posibile din casa( si nu sunt putine), imprastie pamantul peste tot si o lasa pe mama fara o groaza de pamant necesar unui ghiveci, lucru ce o enerveaza teribil si o face sa ma ameninte de fiecare data ca il va da afara. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu il vreau pe Ari in casa, e prea alb si dragut sa stea in curte, asa ca m-am pus pe cautat modele de ghivece, poate poate dau peste ceva interesant... Si da, am gasit. Nu e chiar modelul pe care mi-l imaginam, nu e nici macar potrivit pentru situatia mea, pentru ca florile sunt chiar mult prea ingrijite, dar interesant clar este. Se conecteaza la usb si asigura o viata lunga si frumoasa florilor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeDQrRWnbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/otuG5YHOuVE/s1600-h/digital_pot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeDQrRWnbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/otuG5YHOuVE/s320/digital_pot2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244304613612887474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeDQ8arS-I/AAAAAAAAANE/c_EaFmfjVKE/s1600-h/digital_pot4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeDQ8arS-I/AAAAAAAAANE/c_EaFmfjVKE/s320/digital_pot4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244304618215394274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-9193550603895740670?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/9193550603895740670/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=9193550603895740670' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/9193550603895740670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/9193550603895740670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/un-ghiveci-simtit.html' title='Un ghiveci simtit!'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMeDQrRWnbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/otuG5YHOuVE/s72-c/digital_pot2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-1676936076299141708</id><published>2008-09-08T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T07:30:53.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ajunge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pe cine mint oare ? Mi te-ai fixat in cap si nu-nteleg de ce ... tu rascolesti in amintiri si niciodata nu-mi dai pace.Ma strigi si imi dai sperante false c-ai putea vreodata sa ma ierti ..cand de fapt tot ce doresti este sa imi chinui mintea cu amintirile frumoase ce le-am trait amandoi . Nu ne parea rau , nu ne durea .. nu simteam nimic .. ce repede se schimba totul .. nu mai sunt acele vremuri .. totul s-a dus , insa mintea mea tot mai spera la tine.Tot tu esti centrul dragostei mele...&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Din nou .. stau iar si plang si-mi vars lacrimile pentru cine .. pentru tine ? Pentru cel care mi-a lasat un gol imens in inima ? Pentru vrajitoarea mintii mele . Pentru blestemul ce m-a facut sa te iubesc ?&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Multe ganduri ma incearca , dar acum am realizat . Tu ma lovesti , eu ma ridic , tu nu-mi dai pace , nu zic nimic , tu m-ai lovit , eu te-am iertat , dar acum oare .. mai sunt legata ?&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Nu stiu ! Nu pot ! Nu simt ! ... Nu simt ?! Iar ma pierd in intunericul inimii mele , iar ma inec in durerea pe care tu mi-ai provocat-o ? De ce a trebuit sa se intample asa ?! Ce ai facut tu din viata mea !? Nici eu nu cred ca mai stiu ...&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Adorm acum plangand pe perna durerii , mai vars o ultima lacrima de ADIO si ma las purtata de gandurile negre in abisul care mi-a dat pana acum speranta .. care m-a lasat sa visez la tot ce era mai bun pentru noi doi . Ma duc  inapoi . Il vreau ! Il simt ! Deja ma cufund in el si stiu ca unde voi pleca acum va fi capatul sperantelor pentru mine , insa dragostea ce eu ti-o voi purta si atunci in suflet sa nu mi-o uiti , sa nu mi-o pierzi .. sa ai grija de ea , caci a fost pretextul ce m-a tinut in viata pana acum . TU esti alinarea mea. TE IUBESC !&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Un alt superb eseu a lu' Lari!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-1676936076299141708?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/1676936076299141708/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=1676936076299141708' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/1676936076299141708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/1676936076299141708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/ajunge.html' title='Ajunge!'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-3911515724970501178</id><published>2008-09-08T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T07:18:27.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jocul vietii</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inchisa in propriile-mi ganduri stand in masa amintirilor mele din visul ce a fost spulberat odata cu plecarea ta .&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Daca as putea sa dau timpul inapoi nu m-as lasa prada ezitarii.Cu ce sunt eu de vina daca rodul dragostei noastre s-a prabusit?&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Oare de ce ... ? Oare de ce acum stau singura si vars o lacrima pentru fiecare regret al meu si inund sufletul mintii mele cu amintiri amare ... de ce ?&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Dar oare...eu sunt de vina?Oare printre aceste pareri de rau uitate de mult in intuneric .. se afla si a mea? Oare am gresit?De ce n-a fost de ajuns grija pe care ti-am purtat-o ora de ora , minut de minut , clipa de clipa ? Oare de ce ? Iar stau si imi coplesesc si mai mult sufletul de durere .&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Acum stiu ... nu te mai am .Tu ti-ai ales calea .. ai plecat pe un drum al tau .. m-ai lasat singura sa plutesc in intuneric . M-ai lasat singur sa traiesc pe acest pamant lipsit de mila pentru cei ca mine..&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Acum stiu .. am gandit gresit ... cum am putut crede ca te-am pierdut .. cum am putut gandii oare ca eu pe tine cu adevarat te-am avut .. ? Cum am putut sa-mi fac sperante pentru o iluzie scrisa-n stele cu firul viselor eterne ... ?&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;Acum stau .. stau singura si scriu in jurnalul asta blestemat . Oare daca ai fost o iluzie, daca tu chiar nu ai existat pentru mine,  de ce te port si-acum in gand .. Nu trece minut fara ca macar un fir de speranta sa-mi zboare inapoi la tine&lt;/p&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deci, eu una sunt speechless.Povestea asta e scrisa de sormea cu o gramada de vreme in urma si eu de abia acum am vazut cat de frumos scrie. A participat la un concurs cu ea si a luat locul al doilea, dar eu sunt sigura ca merita primul loc. Doar e sormea, nu?:P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-3911515724970501178?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/3911515724970501178/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=3911515724970501178' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3911515724970501178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3911515724970501178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/jocul-vietii_2933.html' title='Jocul vietii'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-6446276277755331432</id><published>2008-09-04T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:35:30.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invidia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;INVÍDIE, &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;invidii&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;, s.f. Sentiment egoist de părere de rău, de necaz, de ciudă, provocat de succesele sau de situaţia bună a altuia; pizmă&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aha! Stiam eu ca aceasta definitie va cuprinde o gramada de lucruri rele, dar, sincera sa fiu, ma asteptam sa fie mai multe. Asa ca am mai cautat si...am gasit o lista de sinonime care se potrivesc perfect cu ceea ce vad zi de zi..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;INVÍDIE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; s. ciudă, gelozie, necaz, pică, pizmă, pornire, ranchiună, (rar) înciudare, (pop.) năduf, obidă, pizmuire, pofidă, (înv., reg. şi fam.) parapon, (înv. şi reg., în Bucov.) băsău, (înv. şi reg.) măraz, scârbă, (reg.) pildă, zăcăşeală, zăcăşie, (prin Mold.) bănat, (Transilv.) dâcă, (Ban. şi Olt.) inat, (Mold.) poxie, (înv.) patos, răpştire, râvnire, zavistie, zavistnicie, (fam.) boală. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;(Îl roade ~; simte o ~ nestăpânită faţă de...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;" title="Dicţionar de sinonime, 2002"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probabil ca nu sunt singura, dar sunt sigura ca  m-am saturat pana peste de atata invidie. Oriunde, la orice ora din zi sau din noapte vei  gasi macar o persoana care sa se ofere sa fie geloasa pe tine. Dar de ce ca pana la urma aveti amandoi ce manca si respirati acelasi aer. Doar pentru ca are alt destin cel de langa tine, trebuie sa l pizmuiesti si sa-i doresti tot ce e mai rau??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daca am fi si am avea toti aceleasi lucruri, ce farmec ar mai avea viata? Da, traim cu dorinta de a ajunge cat mai sus-in orice plan-, dar nu si cu speranta ca in cele din urma cel de langa noi va claca  si se va alege praful de el.(Sau cel putin asa ar trebui ).Si ca sa fii sigur ca drumul spre esec este cat mai drept, nu ar strica niste intrigi bine gandite in timpul in care ti-ai putea face propriul drum mai drept.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DA, si eu mor de ciuda cand mananca langa mine o ciocolata intreaga, pe cand eu reusesc doar 6 cuburi.Dar stiu ca si daca il invidiez, nu voi schimba nimic. Asa ca mai bine ma concentrez pe mine. Deci, gelozia vine din frustrare. Mai grav e cand aceasta  este la cote ai inalte...si, cu parere de rau, vad ca multa lume e foarte frustrata.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am  trecut de stadiul in care credeam a voi putea schimba gandirea oamenilor cu calm si ratiune, dar tot imi ramane o urma de speranta ca lumea nu va mai fi asa, si ca totusi exista si oameni care se bucura pentru tine..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMANtE98jQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/nAVFnRmiG38/s1600-h/2262682232_98b19ac9ae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMANtE98jQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/nAVFnRmiG38/s320/2262682232_98b19ac9ae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242205034338094338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;




&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-6446276277755331432?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/6446276277755331432/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=6446276277755331432' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6446276277755331432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/6446276277755331432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/invidia.html' title='Invidia'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SMANszhflkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/qfBXH87T5Js/s72-c/Envy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-5549438126057342045</id><published>2008-09-03T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:43:08.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;    Probabil ca va intrebati de ce  m-am apucat sa scriu parti din jurnalul meu vechi..Simplu: asa am simtit nevoia.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;    Multi ma critica pentru ca sunt slaba. Da, sunt slaba si recunosc ca nu imi place asta. Deci, in niciun caz nu sunt slaba pentru ca  asta imi doresc, cum multa lume spune. Sunt slaba pentru ca mi-e rau zi de zi, ora de ora. Nu ma plang, daca asta urma sa spuneti.M-am obisnuit. Stiu sa rad,sa iubesc, sa vorbesc cu prietenele la telefon, sa ma joc cu cateii etc..cu toate starile care ma incearca de-a lungul unei zile.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Mama si tata imi spun ca pun prea multe la suflet si de asta imi este si mai rau. Da, recunosc ca sunt mai sensibila decat ar trebui, dar daca s-ar vinde nesimtirea, as cumpara-o pe toata!! Cel putin asta e important, nu?:))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SL7MVITxGaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Uusi_Ldjw8I/s1600-h/catelpupic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SL7MVITxGaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Uusi_Ldjw8I/s320/catelpupic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241851679685548450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;     Prietenele mele nu prea stiu ce cred. Nici macar nu stiu daca vor citi ce scriu acum.  Ele spun ca o sa-mi revin. Da, sunt sigura ca o sa-mi revin, dar va rog fetelor, nu va suparati pe mine ca nu ies mereu cand vreti voi in oras. Sa mananci iarasi ca un om normal nu e chiar usor si voi spuneti ca ma intelegeti, dar cateodata simt ca nu e asa. Dar cand nu o sa mai fie burta asta proasta, imi iau revansa! Promit!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cristi...Cristi ajuta mult si stie si el asta, stie ca ii sunt recunoscatoare, asa ca nu mai intru in detalii:)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;    Asadar, am simtit nevoia sa clarific putin situatia- nevrand sa par vulnerabila cum mi s-a spus ca s-ar putea interpreta postarile- si sa le multumesc celor care m-au inteles cand mi-a fost rau! Si cum i-am spus si Corinei, astept happy end-ul ca sa rad de toate momentele astea.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;    Si abia astept sa mergem cu totii la un restaurant si sa manacam toate delicatesele posibile! plus tort cu martipan roz!  yammy!!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-5549438126057342045?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/5549438126057342045/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=5549438126057342045' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5549438126057342045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5549438126057342045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/de-ce.html' title='De ce..'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SL7MVITxGaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Uusi_Ldjw8I/s72-c/catelpupic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-3090783669518848758</id><published>2008-09-02T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:24:15.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19 aprilie 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;
&lt;p&gt; "Am fost la Bucuresti. La doctor. Am slabit rau si ai mei sunt ingrijorati. Mi-au facut programare la doctorul Oproiu, la Medicover, pentru o consultatie si o endoscopie. Da, stiu, tocmai eu care nu suport sa vomit, trebuie sa  ma chinui in halul asta! Am ajuns dimineata la clinica, eu fiind nemancata de ieri de la 6 seara. Nu ca as putea manca foarte mult, dar oricum. Era o groaza de lume la rand. O femeie de acolo mi-a spus sa nu imi fie frica, nu este asa de rau. Ea era la a 5a endoscopie. Eram transpirata si rece toata. Imi era rau. Am intrat cam dupa o ora de asteptat. M-a intrebat ce simptome am, m-a palpat pe stomac si mi-a spus ca ar fi mai bine sa fac o endoscopie. M-a pus pe partea stanga si mi-a spus sa respir adanc. Cred ca e cel mai aiurea sentiment sa-ti bage cineva un furtun destul de gros pe gat, alte doua persoane sa te tina pentru ca nu trebuie sa te misti si tu sa nu poti respira. Am inceput sa plang, dar am ajuns la concluzia in toata zapaceala aia ca ar fi mai bine totusi sa ma calmez daca vreau sa mai respir. Nu tin minte decat ca a spus la un moment dat ca  mi-a ajuns si in intestinul subtire. Cand credeam ca se apropie salvarea mea- scoaterea tubului ala ingrozitor- am simtit cum tot ce exista in burta mea iese odata cu camera. Tind sa cred ca iesirea  a fost mult mai rea decat intrarea in stomac. Cu ochii plansi si iesiti din orbite, intinsa pe pat, mi se spunea ca am reflux gastro-esofagian, cardia tot timpul deschisa- deci o foarte mare usurinta in a vomita- si , culmea, nu am avut ulcer. Mai mult, tratamentul pe care l-am urmat mi-a facut rau. Mai mult rau..dar ca o sa ma fac bine cu Motilium si Kreon. Ar fi bine totusi sa ma duc sa fac si un doppler ca sa-mi vada si celelalte organe.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;O sa ma duc saptamana viitoare. Ce naiba sa mai fac. A ajuns sa-mi fie rau si dupa o felie de paine cu unt. O sa tin tratametul asta si sa speram ca imi va fi mai bine. Oricum, nu voi uita niciodata experienta de astazi...&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s. Astazi e ziua lu' Cristi. Face 18 ani. E major, gata:d. Abia astep sa ma duc la ziua lui!Il iubesc:d"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-3090783669518848758?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/3090783669518848758/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=3090783669518848758' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3090783669518848758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3090783669518848758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/19-aprilie-2006.html' title='19 aprilie 2006'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-5750371239178711478</id><published>2008-09-02T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:34:51.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 decembrie 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"La multi ani! Asa ca de zi nationala!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Noroc ca stau acasa si azi si nu trebuie sa recuperam zilele in care a fost greva:d. Tu ce mai faci? Eu..deloc bine. Daca ai stii..mi-am facut analizele. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;M-au pus sa beau bariu si mie aseara tocmai imi fusese rau. Mai mai sa vomit acolo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;si mi-au spus ca am inceput de ulcer. Dar nu vreau sa mai stie nimeni asta, mai ales Cristi. A zis mama ca baietilor nu le plac fetele bolnavicioase. Mi-au dat Metronidazol, Losec, Eurovita si calciu si mi-au spus ca o sa ma simt mai bine. Mie totusi inca imi este rau dupa fiecare masa. Nu mai pot sa mananc decat un fel de mancare si ma simt asa de plina si imi vine sa vomit. Nu stiu ce sa ma mai fac. Sper ca isi va face repede efectul tratamentul asta pentru ca am inceput sa slabesc si nu imi place sa nu mai am fund..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am uitat sa-ti spun ca saptamana trecuta de ziua noastra de 6 luni, Cristi mi-a dat un parfum ICE de la oriflame. A fost asa de dragut...il ador! Ma face sa-mi doreasc sa fiu sanatoasa, sa-mi revin cat mai repede!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ma duc sa ma intind ca iar m-a luat raul. Sper ca data viitoare cand iti scriu sa-mi fie mai bine!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-5750371239178711478?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/5750371239178711478/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=5750371239178711478' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5750371239178711478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5750371239178711478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-decembrie-2005.html' title='1 decembrie 2005'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-859570881294998383</id><published>2008-09-01T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:17:48.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 noiembrie 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"Buna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hai k am inceput bine, nu mai imi mergea pixul bine. De fapt, nu ma simt nici eu prea bine, nu o sa scriu mult.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Azi a fost ziua lu' tata..a primit o groaza de cadouri si mi-a dat bani sa-i cumpar maine niste parfumuri pentru ca totusi asta nu a primit. Sper sa ma simt mai bine. Oricum trebuie sa-mi fac analizele pentru ca mi-e rau tot timpul de la stomac. Parca niciodata nu mi-a fost asa. Si tata mai spune si ca pun prea multe la suflet si mi se inchide stomacul la orice suparare. Sa fie oare din cauza ca sunt stresata si acum de Alina? De parca eu vreau sa fie asa...Oricum nu mai conteaza, stiu doar ca mi-e rau. Abia astept sa-mi treaca!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Am plecat, mai vorbim! pupici!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-859570881294998383?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/859570881294998383/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=859570881294998383' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/859570881294998383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/859570881294998383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/09/21-noiembrie-2005.html' title='21 noiembrie 2005'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-2389801766387304769</id><published>2008-08-07T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:16:55.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incantat de cunostinta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJsteaQ5QgI/AAAAAAAAAL0/w8Z585gTaYM/s1600-h/P8070025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJsteaQ5QgI/AAAAAAAAAL0/w8Z585gTaYM/s320/P8070025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231825392590471682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eu sunt Max, noul catel al Andreei si vreau sa stiti ca sunt cel mai dragalas lup care poate exista. Am doua luni si pentru ca oamenii la care stateam nu au mai vrut al catel, m-au adus aici. Si, sincer, e mult mai bine. Prima seara a fost mai grea ca Andre nu aflase de mine- ea era pleaca atunci cand am venit eu- si bunicul ei m-a bagat in magazie ca sa nu fug. Eu nu vroiam sa plec, dar ei nu stiau asta si am cam suferit de cald acolo, dar dimineata a venit Andreea si mi-a facut un adapost pe cinste. Si mi-a luat si bobite speciale pentru cateii de varsta mea, asa ca nu mai sunt obligat sa manac orezul ala fiert, care, fie vorba intre noi nu-i deloc bun.
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&lt;p&gt;Astazi am facut cunostinta cu Ari. E asa de alb...si pare asa cuminte, nu stiu de ce zic ei ca musca rau. Pe mine nici nu m-a bagat in seama. Si eu de ce sa fiu mai prost? L-am mirosit de cateva ori si l-am lasat in pace..las' ca vine el la mine. Si pana una alta, eu sunt mai mic decat el, dar sunt mai voinic!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;V-am mai spus ca imi place rau aici, nu? Ei vor sa ma faca rau, ca asa au auzit ei ca trebuie sa fie un lup, dar mie imi place sa  ma joc, si sa ma bag printre picioarele lor ca sa ma bage si pe mine in seama. E asa rau tataie ca nu ma lasa si pe mine liber...cum ma vede, cum imi pune lesa si tre sa stau singur acolo si ma zapacesc rau gainile alea, nu stiu ce au de fac zgomotul ala. Uff..noroc cu Andre ca mereu imi da drumul si pot sa-i incurc in voie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJsteW58c8I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tdWpf2tCm18/s1600-h/P8070017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJsteW58c8I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tdWpf2tCm18/s320/P8070017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231825391688905666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inca sunt in cunoasterea teritoriului, dar sunt sigur ca in cateva zile o sa invat totul si o sa am curajul sa ma duc si pana la bety, ca doar si ea e caine lup si sigur o sa ma placa. Abia astept!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-2389801766387304769?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/2389801766387304769/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=2389801766387304769' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/2389801766387304769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/2389801766387304769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/08/incantat-de-cunostinta.html' title='Incantat de cunostinta!'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJsteaQ5QgI/AAAAAAAAAL0/w8Z585gTaYM/s72-c/P8070025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-8917442110222581651</id><published>2008-08-04T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T02:01:02.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They have the power!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Din categoria "ma fac de ras, deci exist", trebuie sa va prezint doua doamne in superba lor prestatie la , bineinteles, Otv, postul tuturor posibilitatilor:))

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sincer, nu am putut viziona niciun dintre filmulete pana la sfarsit (poate reusiti voi) ,oripilata fiind de   imensitatea..degradarii  lor morale, ca sa nu spun altfel. In rest, I'm speechless...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Nume: Mame singure&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Postul: Kanal D&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Cum urasc duminica pentru ca e cea mai linistita  zi ever..satula de somn si fara pofta de alte activitati ce de obicei imi mai indulcesc starea de plictiseala acuta..am ajuns clienta fidela a telecomenzii. Si ia Andreea si zappeaza( habar am cum se scrie), poate poate gasesti ceva interesant! Daa...sigur..abia astept!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Intr-una din pauzele de la Dismissed de pe Mtv, am ajuns pe Kanal D, unde dau peste Dana Savuica, la fel de vorbareata ca de obicei. Rolul ei era de a-i introduce in scena pe domnii, prezentabili mai mult nu, care doreau cu ardoare sa-si gaseasca jumatatea, iubirea vietii. Nimic rau in asta, nu vreau sa par mai rautacioasa decat sunt, dar chiar asa sa te vada o tara intreaga?? Si domnii in cauza erau toti, cel putin asa am observat eu, o apa si-un pamant. De diverse varste, ba divortati-probabil satui de femeia de langa ei , ba burlaci convinsi toata viata, care insa acum au simtit ca e tare greu sa ai grija de tine singur si isi doresc o gospodina, dar sa fie o gospodina BUUUNNA.. din toate punctele de vedere, stiti voi faza aia cu "sa aiba sufletul maaare". Ba mai mult, unul dintre ei a spus ca viata fara femei in ea nu e frumoasa, corectat fiind de una dintre doamne: "adica fara o femeie, nu?"  Daaa...da....asa vroia si el sa spuna.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si daca domnii erau si mai mici(28 de ani) si mai mari (53 ani), nici preafrumoasele doritoare de un barbat.....barbat, nu s-au lasat mai prejos. Prima dintre ele, 49 de ani parca, isi dorea pe cineva mai puternic decat ea, sa aiba personalitate- adica o casa si o masina( s-a dat de gol)- sa nu fie gelos, ca ea este o super cantareata si trebuie s-o inteleaga ca are concerte si..ma rog..stim noi fetele, sa fie cel mai cel. Unul ba e prea vorbaret, altul prea timid, altul prea mic( era cazul, avea 28 de ani!!), ce sa mai,  nu era prea multumita, oricum concluzia a fost trasa la un moment dat- a venit pentru a se face cunoscuta! Buna treaba, doamna, la cat mai multe...cantari!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Cea de-a doua era  tinerica, imbracata cat de cat, o strica putin fata, dar per-ansamblu dadea bine. Barbatii..toti..stii pentru tine am venit in aceasta emisiune, complimente peste complimente, confesiuni, dulcegarii, iubire maxima.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Andre, coboara ca au venit finii!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Shit! Cum, pierd eu bunatate de emisiune?!! Uoff, ce viata cruda, nu pot sa cred ca nu voi vedea minunatele perechi, poate totusi prind nunta lor, tot la televizor, bineinteles, nu cred ca se vor dezice..&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Stiu ca sunt rea, dar indiferent de cat de disperata as fi, nu as face asa ceva,sa-mi dau intalnire intr-o emisiune??..c'mon..prefer sa ma fac de ras doar in fata catorva persoane. Le doresc totusi relatie frumoasa si viata lunga si, va rog, daca ma vedeti vreodata la o emisiune de genul asta, sunati si amintiti-mi ca...odata, demult..aveam minte!&lt;/p&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Niciun om pe lume nu-i doar un ostrov stingher si de sine statator; fiece om este o bucata din continent, o particica din intregul cel de capetenie. Daca marea ii smulge cu valurile un bulgare, Europa e imputinata cum ar fi orice limba de pamant sau mosia ta ori a prietenilor tai...

&lt;p&gt;Moartea oricarui om ma vatama pe mine, fiindca ma aflu cuprins in omenire.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Si de aceea niciodata sa nu-ti pui intrebarea:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Pentru cine bat clopotele?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Pentru tine bat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sper ca toate problemele cu inundatiile  sa se rezolve..sper ca nimeni sa nu mai moara de tanar, sper ca in cele din urma lumea va fi mai implinita, ca va putea zambi macar o data pe zi si nu in ultimul rand sper sa traim intr-o lume mai buna!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-5702918813418690863?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/5702918813418690863/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=5702918813418690863' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5702918813418690863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/5702918813418690863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/08/eusimt.html' title='eu..simt...'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJXPiBlxyeI/AAAAAAAAALY/Kj8hbPm9p3M/s72-c/feelings_flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-3962912578351006934</id><published>2008-08-03T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T08:02:26.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru Ruxi:*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJXIcb3ok4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/mRDZtYLnka4/s1600-h/once_upon_a_time_by_cristianoconnect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 271px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJXIcb3ok4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/mRDZtYLnka4/s320/once_upon_a_time_by_cristianoconnect.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230306933103694722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi-ai scris pe o bucatita de hartie..prin generala, cand eu eram mult prea copil, dar indragostita si prostuta, niste versuri, cu dedicatie. Nu stiu daca iti mai amintesti, dar vreau ca si tu sa faci exact acelasi lucru....&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sa stii sa crezi cand altii te insala,
Sa te ridici cand altii te doboara,
Sa stii sa razi cand sufletul iti plange,
Sa-ti fie cald chiar daca afara ninge,
Asta-i marea arta de-a INVINGE!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Si pe verso mi-a spus..&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;pentru ANDREEA
Think about it!!!
And let him go....&lt;/p&gt;

Eu nu o sa am insa aceeasi dedicatie..ci...

&lt;p&gt;pentru tine RUXI...think about what I've told you and make it work!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;P.S. stii ca te iubesc, nu?:)&lt;/p&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-3962912578351006934?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/3962912578351006934/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=3962912578351006934' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3962912578351006934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3962912578351006934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/08/pentru-ruxi.html' title='Pentru Ruxi:*'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJXIcb3ok4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/mRDZtYLnka4/s72-c/once_upon_a_time_by_cristianoconnect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-2104061358167317855</id><published>2008-07-31T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:59:14.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La cumparaturi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJHXyqnizcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VLGKLGVOb7I/s1600-h/ist2_791199-badge-illustrations-shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJHXyqnizcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VLGKLGVOb7I/s320/ist2_791199-badge-illustrations-shopping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229197907787435458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;     Aminteam aseara de faptul ca am fost la cumparaturi in weekend...dar nu puteam sa nu povestesc mai pe larg cum a decurs minunata seara:) Asa ca...pe locuri, fiti gata, start!       


    Era deja 17:30 si, in ciuda insistentelor mele de a merge chiar atunci la shopping, colegul meu de cheltuit bani avea mari retineri ca doar, vorba aia, o data pe saptamana e turneul ala impresionant de poker si nu ne putem permite sa pierdem 10$...am plecat totusi cu gandul( mai mult el decat eu:P) sa fim acasa la ora 9.

    Toate bune si frumoase, dar unde mergem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJHV3CVLqjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qcyAOE-rIFk/s1600-h/shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJHV3CVLqjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qcyAOE-rIFk/s320/shopping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229195783849093682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;    -Nu vreau in Plaza, hai in Mall Vitan.
    -Ba, Pupica, las' ca am auzit eu niste chestii aiurea si nu mai merg o perioada acolo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;    -Pai..atunci hai in Baneasa, eu si asa nu am fost acolo pana acum, ma initiezi tu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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    Dupa 15 minute de mers si o ocolire de inca 10 pentru ca am ratat intrarea, iata-ne ajunsi in sfarsit. Nu stiu cum a nimerit Cristi, dar am intrat exact pe partea cu magazine pentru femei. Vroiam neaparat costum de baie, &lt;a href="http://www.etam.com/"&gt;Etamul&lt;/a&gt; era langa mine, eu ce puteam face?! Am intrat, bineinteles! Cine ar fi rezistat?! Am probat 2 costume, dar eu niciodata nu cumpar asa de cum am intrat, asa ca am ajuns la un compromis: ii cautam lui adidasi, si pe urma umbla si el cu mine din magazin in magazin. Nu stiu insa cum s-a intamplat ca am stat mai mult dupa el, iar eu am ajuns sa cumpar doar din 2 magazine...De&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; cum am intrat in &lt;a href="http://www.oviesse.com/"&gt;Oviesse&lt;/a&gt;, am stiut ca imi voi lua multe de acolo..si asa a si fost! Rezultatul final: o jumatate de ora de stat in magazin si 4 bluze cumparate, o geanta si o pijama( O ador!). Cum de incaltat nu am gasit nimic pe gustul meu, ramanea doar costumul de baie sa mi-l mai iau si gata..mergeam in Carrefour:))

Ziceam mai sus ca niciodata nu cumpar din primul magazin in care intru..de fapt, cumpar exact din primul, dar doar dupa ce intru si in alte magazine. Ma bantuia costumul ala superb de la &lt;a href="http://www.etam.com/"&gt;Etam&lt;/a&gt;, asa ca m-am intors fara niciun regret ca dau atatia bani pe el. Mall ul mall, oamenii plini de bani, coada la Etam...in fata mea, totalul de plata 740 ron. Eu- 150 ron. Semanam, nu? Asa am zis si eu..

La iesire ne astepta un Mercedes- nu stiu ce model- numai bun de castigat. Si stai si acolo la coada ca sa iei taloane de inscriere pentru tombola, ca doar vrem sa plecam in tur cu o super masina:))) 8 taloane, unul castigator- 1 expresso- pixul nu scria pe cartonul ala, markere nu mai aveau ( "le-au furat clientii"), ajungem in masina. Cand sa ma uit sa vad cati bani mai am, nu-i portofelul. Telefoane, aparat, tot ,  numai portofelul lipseste! Unde l--am lasat?! Nu mi s-a mai intamplat niciodata asa ceva! M-am intors cu speranta ca e totusi la Etam, numai acolo am fost asa cascata! Si da, era acolo, pus deoparte! Printre zambetul ironic al vanzatoarei si rusinea mea ca imi las portofelul pe masa altora de buna voie, il iau in cele din urma, multumesc mult si plec mult mai linistita, salivand din nou la ciocolatele expuse intr-unul dintre magazine.

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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eu= tare zapacita. Imi zicea mie Pupu ca niciodata nu stiu ce fac cu lucrurile din geanta, dar eu nu vroiam sa-l cred. E, uite ca mi s-a intamplat. Multumesc inca o data celor de la Etam pentru ca mi-au inapoiat portofelul. Multumesc si lui Cristi ca a avut rabadare la cumparaturi si a renuntat la turneu si multumesc si lui Ari si Zuri ca au fost cuminti si au stat mai bine de 5 ore singuri!

Asa ca..e tare bine la cumparaturi daca ai bani, dar mai ales cap ca sa stii ce faci cu ei:))
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E miercuri seara si eu ma simt de parca weekendul de abia s-a incheiat. De fapt, chiar asa si este- am avut parte de un sfarsit de saptamana prelungit.
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Planuita de mai bine de o saptamana, plecarea mea la Bucuresti a avut un scop bine conturat: sa sarbatorim ziua Corinei si sa avem grija ( eu si Pupicu') de Zuri. Numai ca eu am fost exact cum zice zicala romaneasca..am plecat cu pisoiul, cu catelul cu purcelul, cu totul:)&lt;/p&gt;



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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramasa fara nicio geanta de voiaj cat de cat mai mica, a trebuit sa apelez( mai bine zis sa ma milogesc) la trollerul lui Mihaita, pentru ca trebuia neaparat sa-mi intre absolut totul - haine, geanta, sandale, lenjerie, mancarea lui Ari, castronul si scutecele lui Ari si trusa cu cosmetice- intr-un loc, nu-mi place sa am o groaza de bagaje. Bine, nu chiar totul..catelul a stat cu mine, in masina. Da, l-am luat  si pe Ari, nu v-am zis ca am plecat cu toate dupa mine? Apropo de Ari si masina...a fost groaznic, nu a avut deloc stare, un mare zapacit care pe deasupra a mai facut si pishu pe bancheta din spate, spre disperarea mea, dar mai ales a lui Cristi!&lt;/span&gt;
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Am ajuns in cele din urma la Zuri, care a reactionat neasteptat de bine in fata lui Ari. Au fost niste draguti, s-au alergat, au mancat si s-au jucat pana au adormit..cu noi in pat. Cu ocazia asta am invatat si  ce inseamna sa ai catei in cap:))&lt;/span&gt;
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Nu stiu cum fac, dar cand sunt la Bucuresti, niciodata nu pot adormi inainte de 4. Asa s-a intamplat si acum, astfel ca am dormit sambata cam toata ziua. Cam pana cand m-au sunat ai mei si mi-au spus ca mai au 100 de km pana ajung si ca ma roaga sa le iau mici si tigari din carrefour..great...Pupicu, trezeste-te, trebuie sa plecam, si, vorbesc serios! Cu greu am reusit sa iesim din casa, din cauza cateilor care erau mult mai nerabdatori ca noi sa ajunga afara.
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acum vine partea grea...i-am anuntat deja de 4 zile pe ai mei ca vreau si eu bani sa-mi cumpar haine, dar intrebarea: "Cati bani vrei?" ma omoara! Daca le zic cat vreau, nu imi dau, daca le zic mai putin, imi dau dar, imi striga de fiecare data cand mai am nevoie de ceva. Exact asa s-a intamplat si de data asta..le-am spus sa-mi dea cat sa nu-mi scoata ochii,au insistat sa le spun, mi-au dat cam cat le-am zis eu si bineinteles ca seara mi-au facut capul calendar. Uff...parintii astia!
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fericita ca am bani- fusesem  "la cersit" si la tataie si una dintre matusi- am plecat la cumparaturi, lucru extrem de neplacut pentru Cristi daca nu trebuia sa-si caute si el de incaltat.
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spre surprinderea noastra, Zuri si Ari erau intregi la venirea acasa. Adica Ari chiar a fost baiat cuminte si nu a muscat-o rau pe Zuri sau Zuri a fost fetita buna si nu i-a facut nimic daca zapacitul meu a muscat-o. Phiu...ce zi!
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duminica au venit Corina si Marius de la Festivalul de la Sighisoara, am socializat:)), iar luni am fost la film. Am tot ocolit sa vad "Don't mess with the Zohan" , dar nu am mai ras de mult timp atat de rau la un film, mai ales la cinematograf. Bineinteles ca am adormit tot pe la 4 dimineata si trezirea noastra de la ora 10, marti, s-a transformat in ora 12:30. Destul de matinali totusi, fata de zilele precedente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJDwaKpoe1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BVMfwn96T2Y/s1600-h/P7260003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SJDwaKpoe1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BVMfwn96T2Y/s320/P7260003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228943499703384914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Iti dai seama ca marti nu am fost buna de nimic, iar azi m-am trezit doar ca sa mananc. Dar nu ma plang, m-am simtit bine, am scapat putin de monotonia vacantei si abia astept sa plec la mare:d

P.s: Corina, iarta-ma daca am pus ce haine nu trebuiau la spalat, iar daca nu iti gasesti ceva la locul lui, give me a call:d
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Si daca mereu inveti, cand te opresti tot nimic nu esti! Si atunci iti aduci aminte ca ai uitat sa fii copil!

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Fiindca invatai!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-4070787277517866367?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/4070787277517866367/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=4070787277517866367' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/4070787277517866367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/4070787277517866367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/07/povestea-omului-care-merge-pe-sarma.html' title='Povestea omului care merge pe sarma'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIkHEXA0dvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iuEqmUq5ds4/s72-c/France_Riviera_Nice_Watcher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-1233786533431251344</id><published>2008-07-24T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:12:15.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;         M-am saturat sa vad peste tot retete de slabit, aparate, plasturi si alte tampenii! Nu inteleg de ce in toate revistele si pe toate forumurile sunt publicate sute de metode de a slabi, pe cand pentru a te ingrasa gasesti cu mare greutate cateva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;      Sunt intr- o perioada in care vreau sa ma ingras si cu diversele mele probleme cu stomacul, tot mananc zilnic ciocolata. Mai putin azi... Nu am avut decat o cutie de Kinder si , pentru ca nu stau intr-o zona cu prea multe magazine, astazi  am cam postit. De fapt, nu prea mi-a iesit. Am mancat virtual zeci de torturi in diverse forme care mai de care si inca ma minunez de cat de profesionisti sunt cofetarii  respectivi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;      Voi posta cateva modele tare amuzante, asta asa  ca sa nu fiu singura care a salivat la minunatiile astea:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIj9KgWsJJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/l53OFui0iPI/s1600-h/760446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIj9KgWsJJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/l53OFui0iPI/s320/760446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226705724489082002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIj9K_-3e_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/Qr-t5ySEnMQ/s1600-h/760458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIj9K_-3e_I/AAAAAAAAAIY/Qr-t5ySEnMQ/s320/760458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226705732979096562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIj9KzWra6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/GLcmr8AM_L8/s1600-h/760468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIj9KzWra6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/GLcmr8AM_L8/s320/760468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226705729589308322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIj9LLOtgNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0bxCCU_xolo/s1600-h/760460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIj9LLOtgNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/0bxCCU_xolo/s320/760460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226705735998341330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIj9LFpm9EI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MzU5CXobdnU/s1600-h/760471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIj9LFpm9EI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MzU5CXobdnU/s320/760471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226705734500545602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Au trecut deja 3 zile de cand au plecat ai mei in concediu. A..nu nu nu! Nu sunt singura! De fapt, la mine in casa este mai mare agitatie decat intr-o perioada obisnuita. De ce? Pai..matusa mea a fost rugata sa stea cu noi ( cu mine si cu Lari) cat timp ai nostrii sunt plecati. Ea nu ar fi o problema, e la fel de zapacita ca si mine, insa Mihaitza, verisorul meu de 8 ani e un adevarat viezure prin casa. Si daca intr-o zi placuta de vara, prezenta lui in casa este destul de rara, ai mei si-au ales prostul moment de a pleca exact atunci cand vremea s-a stricat. Si da, normal, Mishu sta in casa, peste tot, in toate camerele, sunt eu, e si el, orice fac eu, trebuie sa faca si el. Sa nu ma intelegeti gresit, il iubesc ca e un scump cand vrea el si le povestesc tuturor nazbatiile pe care le face, dar parca sunt mai amuzante cand le face in prezenta altora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Vazusem la Tv ca va ploua si va fi innorat, asa ca ziua de miercuri mi-o planificasem ca zi de leneveala, doar sunt in vacanta. M-am trezit pe la 10 jumate si nici nu am apucat bine sa manac, apare Mihaitza:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-  Pot sa ma joc si eu la calculator..hai te rooooggg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-  Pai vreau si eu sa stau, mai bine du te si mananca..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-  Nu mi-e foame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-  Bine, hai spala-te si schimba-te si vezi ce fac mamaia si tataie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-  Nu am periuta si nu ies din casa pentru ca tuna si mi-e frica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;GOOOD!!! deja incep sa ma enervez...am inchis usa la camera, dar am avut proasta inspiratie sa-l las pe Ari pe hol. Nici nu au trecut 3 minute, cand aud tipand:"Ari esti un nesimtit, pleaca de aici! Andreeeeee!!!" Nu se poate, iar incepe...era pe hol, cocotat pe fotoliu speriat de mogaldeata mea de catel. L-am luat pe Ari in brate si i-am spus sa se duca jos, pana il tin eu in brate. Intru in camera, Mihai dupa mine, in pat, isi luase niste bonibon si incepe sa manace. Cum catelul meu e cel mai pofticios posibil, incepe sa planga, sa latre, sa se transforme ( cum ii spun eu:p) si incep si mai tare sa ma enervez si ii zic iarasi sa plece. Nimic...salvarea mea a fost Lari, care enervata ca a fost trezita de urletele lui, ii ia la goana si se ia dupa el pe scari. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIfLCKPeI0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ds0G4s3dtyM/s1600-h/little-boy-covered-with-paint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIfLCKPeI0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ds0G4s3dtyM/s320/little-boy-covered-with-paint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226369130556171074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ce pot spune, vreo 2 ore am stat linistita. Problema vine dupa masa de pranz, eu inca somnoroasa, el plin de viata. Il las sa se joace pe calculator, numai ca nu se multumeste cu volumul aproape maxim, trebuie sa reproduca el insusi sunetele motorului. Se plictiseste mai repede decat m-am asteptat si cand credeam ca voi sta in sfarsit linistita, incepe sa se ia iar de Ari si el il musca din nou. Numai ca de data asta, Mishu al meu incepe sa planga in toata regula! Tocmai cand vroiam si eu sa dorm! Linisteste-l pe Mihai, dar si catelul, ca altfel nu  rezolv nimic. Noroc cu animalele astea ca obosesc mai repede. Ari adoarme, ma pun si eu in pat, Mihaitza langa noi. Suparat ca nu il las sa faca niciun zgomot, pleaca si doarme in alta camera. Phiu...chiar am dormit:d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Imi era dor de Pupicu' dar prea putin dispusa sa ies in oras, asa ca l-am chemat la mine la un film. Inainte- instruirea lu' Mishu: " Cat e Cristi aici, sa nu vii in camera! Vreau sa ma uit linistita la film!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Da aprobator din cap, eu sper sa fii inteles si astept vizita. Trec 5 minute, 10, nu apre Mihaitza. Wow, chiar m-a ascultat, nu-mi vine sa cred!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- Ooaa.. Nestea! yamy!...si duce sticla la gura si nu se mai opreste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nu "salut Cristi", nu "pot sa beau si eu", nu nimic. Am chemat-o pe matusa mea, l-a luat, numai ca asta s-a intamplat pentru 2-3 minute. S-a hotarat ca sta cu noi la film. Pentru ca stiam ca matusa mea are de invatat pentru disertatie, l-am primit cu conditia sa se uite si el ca omu' la film. A..pai asa cine mai cauta prin toate sertarele dulciuri si cine il mai zgandarea pe Ari?? Incepe si Cristi sa se minuneze de activitatea existenta in casa mea si il invit sa stea o zi aici. Refuza categoric.


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Suportam cu stoicism zgomotul de fundal, care, nu , nu era de la film, si asteptam finalul. Devine interesant filmul- am uitat sa spun ca ne uitam la un thriller. Se presupune ca ar fi  o crima. Sange pe o fereastra. Explicatia lu' Mishu- ketchup. Bine, adevarul e ca atat cat s-a uitat el nu a s-a aratat nici o crima, doar se vorbea despre si muzica aia il speria.  Cand am considerat ca vor aparea chestii mai "de speriat" l-am rugat sa se duca jos, sa nu viseze urat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- Mi-e frica! Nu pooottt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- Hai ma Mihaitza ca te duce Cristi..si iese Cristi pe hol si il cheama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- Nu merge..mi-e frica..aprinde lumina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Se aprinde si lumina, vine si matusa mea sus sa-l ia in cele din urma si pleaca, insa nu inainte sa-si ia la revedere si sa ne spuna sa-i povestim si lui cum se termina filmul:))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Iubesc copiii, dar dupa intamplarile  de azi, cred ca imi plac mai tare copiii cuminti. Si cum se zice ca de ce ti-e frica nu scapi, primul meu copil cred ca va fi la fel de nazbatios ca Mihaitza. Sper doar ca sa nu fie mai rau:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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Dupa ce ziua m-am uitat la April Fool's Day (chiar daca Pupicu' mi-a zis ca toata lumea zice ca e o porcarie, mie mi-a placut), noaptea am hotarat ca ar cam trebui sa ma uit la o comedie, nu de alta dar nu sunt asa de pregatita incat sa infrunt ploaia cu un thriller. Dupa lungi cautari , gandiri si razgandiri , am ales un film de animatie( primul pe care il vad in viata mea) , Alvin and the chipmunks. Probabil cu  toti il stiti si l-ati placut, dar eu trebuie sa recunosc ca am dat play cu sufletul indoit. Dar pana la urma, nu aveam nimic interesant de facut si cum nici nu puteam dormi, am zis ca totusi ar trebui sa incerc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIeqS4SfFUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/J-k3dGeXC3c/s1600-h/14chipmunk-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIeqS4SfFUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/J-k3dGeXC3c/s320/14chipmunk-600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226333133911037250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Concluzia? Super film! Veveritele erau absolut adorabile! Nu m-am gandit niciodata cum ar fi ca animalutele mele sa-mi vorbesca si sa-mi cante, dar Alvin, Simon si Theodore m-au facut sa le iubesc si mai tare! Cred ca ar fi tare interesant sa-mi faca si mie Ari un cantecel, macar unul de "noapte buna", dar nu cred ca e cazul sa-mi fac sperante atat de mari:) Nu mi s-a mai intamplat sa rad singura, dar aseara m-am simtit ca atunci cand ma uitam la desene animate si am adormit cu zambetul pe buze.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIeqS5mK3mI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cH6c7Ys67H0/s1600-h/2007_alvin_and_the_chipmunks_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIeqS5mK3mI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cH6c7Ys67H0/s320/2007_alvin_and_the_chipmunks_005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226333134262034018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Foarte incantata de filmul tocmai vizionat, am zis ca cea mai buna idee e sa ii pun si pe sora si verisorii mei sa se uite, doar doar s-or mai linisti si ei. Lorena( 12 ani) a fost foarte incantat de idee, Mihaita(8 ani) m-a intrebat imediat daca il poate vede si maine, iar pe sormea, Lari( aproape 14 ani) de abia am convins-o. s-au mutat cu totii in camera mea, toate bune si frumoase, incepe filmul! Vin dupa o jumatate de ora sa vad cam pe unde au ajuns si o gasesc pe Lorena pe jos, jucandu-se cu catelul si pe Mihai  fara stare in pat. I-am asigurat ca va fi super mai departe si am plecat jos,  sa bag la spalat. Pana  sa urc scarile il vad pe Mihai cu Ari, se plangea ca nu il lasa in pace. Urc, Lari tocmai se muta cu tot cu perna la ea in camera, spunandu-mi ca poate il vede diseara. Singura care se mai uita cat de cat era Lorena. Deja dezamagita ca nu le place, am plecat sa strang rufele pe hol, cand, dupa 5 minute vine si Lorena sa se joace cu catelul. Si uite asa, au plecat cu totii din fata monitorului. Nu le-am mai spus nimic, dar nici acum nu pot intelege cum la un film animat nu se pot uita pe cand toate tampeniile alea cu monstrii si roboti sunt printre preferatele lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIeqTJJeC4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/fQ6BKVZeTxo/s1600-h/20071214_inq_wkzalv14-b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIeqTJJeC4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/fQ6BKVZeTxo/s320/20071214_inq_wkzalv14-b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226333138436623234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Chiar daca am probleme cu intelegerea generatiilor viitoare, nu voi face prea multe eforturi deocamdata si imi ramane sa spun ca , pentru mine, o animatie este indeajuns de vesela pentru o zi plictisitoare!
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- Andre, uite, mami si tati au aflat astazi  ca barza o sa-ti aduca un fratior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
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- Cum un fratior? Eu vreau o surioara! Daca e baiat, eu nu il vreau langa mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

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Cam asta a fost toata discutia la aflarea rezultatului ecografiei.Stiu totusi si momentul cand m-a intrebat tata daca imi este frica sa raman in casa ( aveam 5 ani si jumatate) pentru ca ei trebuie neaparat sa o ia pe surioara mea( nu mai vroiau sa ma contrazica) de la Doamna Barza. Aproape adormita, le-am spus ca nu mi-e frica, dar sa vina repede pentru ca vreau s-o vad. Si da, am vazut-o peste cateva zile si era fata. Spre surprinderea familiei si a doctorilor. La ecograf era baiat, eu vroiam o surioara. Se pare ca dorinta mea a fost mai puternica decat stiinta si asa a aparut Lari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIUORsMhFCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pGYvIsAQmk4/s1600-h/fairi-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIUORsMhFCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pGYvIsAQmk4/s320/fairi-tile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225598639717553186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

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Lari, numele de alint de la Larisa. Pentru toti e Ioana, numai eu ii spun Lari. Si, poate culmea, dar niciodata nu am gresit spunandu-i  altfel! Si nici nu o voi face:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

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Am vrut sa scriu neaparat despre Lari , pentru ca, ea ,chiar daca este cu mult mai mica decat mine, este cea cu care ma mandresc. Pana acum un an, nu ne-am inteles foarte bine, eu mare, vroiam sa faca ce spun , ea mica si incapatanata, facea exact pe dos decat vroiam. Nu era zi in care sa nu ne ciondanim si sa ne reprosam una alteia cine stie ce prostii. Dar de cand am plecat la Bucuresti s-a schimbat  totul...vorbim mai mult, mai des, ne dam sfaturi, ne acoperim una pe cealalta si ,cand trebuie, ne mai si certam ca altfel nu am mai fi surori:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Stiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIUORyVUehI/AAAAAAAAAFU/JlOAKqVLnNg/s1600-h/In+lucru_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 319px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIUORyVUehI/AAAAAAAAAFU/JlOAKqVLnNg/s320/In+lucru_edited-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225598641365088786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; ca citeste ce scriu acum si i-am promis de vreo 2 zile sa-i pun niste desene facute de ea in photoshop, dar, iarta-ma, Lari, nu am avut dispozitia necesara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

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Legat de activitatea extra-scolara a  surorii mele, ea  stie foarte bine ca nu sunt de acord ca pierde atata vreme in fata calculatorului, dar face si lucruri productive: lucreaza in photoshop, modereaza forumuri, scrie compuneri si poezii, lucruri de care sunt sigura ca eu sunt mai mandra decat este ea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Am multe de invatat de la Lari, imi place ca se maturizeaza si sper ca stie ca eu mereu o voi ajuta cu atata cat pot! ( daca nu stiai, acum aflii:d).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Sunt cam sentimentalista in momentul asta, lucru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIUOStrK3pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pw-WQwDBHoo/s1600-h/Portret1_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIUOStrK3pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pw-WQwDBHoo/s320/Portret1_edited-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225598657294425746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; pe care nu imi place sa-l arat foarte des, dar sunt convinsa ca cei care au frati sau surori ma inteleg foarte bine, iar cei care nu au, va asigur ca v-ati dori pe cineva ca Lari!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Voi posta si niste imagini facute de ea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIUOSEaQtRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/FUaeOvCWq9w/s1600-h/SpacialDog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIUOSEaQtRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/FUaeOvCWq9w/s320/SpacialDog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225598646217651474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; printre care si portetul meu, despre care a recunoscut ca nu a invatat sa faca inca o gura inchisa..oricum seamna:))))..stiu stiu,nicio problema, radeti:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-1791501282794140872?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/1791501282794140872/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=1791501282794140872' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/1791501282794140872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/1791501282794140872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/07/declaratie-de-dragoste.html' title='Declaratie de dragoste'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIUORhRqPeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/2ERaZHbTOWE/s72-c/delfin.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-320933323649366527</id><published>2008-07-19T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T16:11:40.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cele mai scumpe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Fie ca ne este usor sau nu sa acceptam, exista persoane care isi permit lucruri scumpe, chiar foarte scumpe. Trebuie sa fie tare bine sa ai atatia bani incat sa poti sa-ti permiti unul din cele mai extravagante parfumuri, sau poate cei mai pretiosi cercei..De fapt, nu pot spune care este diferenta intre un lucru scump si cel mai scump, dar este clar ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  pentru o femeie este o adevarata placere sa cheltuie cat mai multi bani pe produse care mai de care.
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Enervata ca oja mea roz pal a sarit doar dupa cateva zile, am pornit hotarata spre google sa caut cea mai scumpa oja..probabil ca ea trebuie sa dureze mai mult, nu? Costa 250 $ sticluta si ne garantea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;za ca o sa fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;m foarte stra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;lucitoare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHqBLg_FGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/X-h12QJab4o/s1600-h/lipstick.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHqBLg_FGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/X-h12QJab4o/s320/lipstick.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224714348718396514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHo54kOsNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0ehp9VSM3KU/s1600-h/nailpolish.JPG"&gt;                                                                     &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 189px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHo54kOsNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0ehp9VSM3KU/s320/nailpolish.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224713123861016786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Si daca tot am gasit oja, am cautat si cel mai scump ruj&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;KissKiss Gold and Diamonds de la  Guerlain la pretul de 62 000 $

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHrK4WuoaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RTNmQXqfw8w/s1600-h/perfume.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHrK4WuoaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RTNmQXqfw8w/s320/perfume.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224715614885421474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Niciunei fete nu-i poate lipsi parfumul..si daca este &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Clive Christian No. 1 este cu atat mai bine. Problema exista doar daca nu ai 2 000$ :((

Eu nu prea port decat cercei de aur, dar pentru cei mai scumpi cercei as putea renunta..sunt superbi. Nu cred totusi ca as putea da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; 8,5 milioane $ pe ei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;
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Lipsesc doar rochita si pantofii...rochia a fost a lui Marlyn Monroe si a fost vanduta cu 1 150 000 $..stiu cam mult, dar pare sa merite..iar pantofii "Cinderella Slippers" au 565 de diamante incrustate in platina. Pretul? 2 milioane de dolari...La asemenea pret mi-ar fi cam frica sa ies pe undeva cu ei, dar oricum nu sunt ai mei:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHveF_JQgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LBaiuFTi0-4/s1600-h/Marilyn+Monroe+Dress+JFK+Most+Expensive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHveF_JQgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LBaiuFTi0-4/s320/Marilyn+Monroe+Dress+JFK+Most+Expensive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224720343008625154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHtLPu6FrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3l5jhBqNHJk/s1600-h/earrings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHtLPu6FrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3l5jhBqNHJk/s320/earrings.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224717820184106674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHveK0pAPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vT6G7zsxwfM/s1600-h/shoes1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHveK0pAPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vT6G7zsxwfM/s320/shoes1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224720344306745586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Daca aveti bani si nu stiati ce alegere sa faceti pentru o petrecere, acum cred ca v-ati lamurit.Distractie placuta, eu inca raman sa visez!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-320933323649366527?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/320933323649366527/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=320933323649366527' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/320933323649366527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/320933323649366527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/07/cele-mai-scumpe.html' title='Cele mai scumpe'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIHqBLg_FGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/X-h12QJab4o/s72-c/lipstick.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-3688202803064865456</id><published>2008-07-18T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T17:01:15.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Azi, 18 iulie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIEZR7bXoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ChVNvfXAUks/s1600-h/ari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIEZR7bXoXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ChVNvfXAUks/s320/ari.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224484838527443314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;    Sunt neserioasa, stiu. Nu am scris de o groaza de vreme, dar am ajuns acasa. Ah, si tare bine mai este sa lenevesti..si sa tot lenevesti, numai ca trebuie sa te mai si opresti. Iar eu, acum, sa zicem ca m-am oprit:d

Nu am avut intentia de a scrie prea multe  despre viata mea pe acest blog, dar pana la urma, scriu ce simt, nu?
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&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Acum sunt aproape fericita. Mi-am facut camera in cele din urma..si mi-am luat laptop si mi-am pus net in camera! Stiu ca pentru majoritatea chestia asta nu e nimic iesit din comun, dar avand in vedere ca eu am stat numai cu sora mea in camera si practic ne bateam pe calculator si televizor, e ceva nou pentru mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Acum astept sa-mi iau sims-ul. De cand am auzit de jocul asta am fost disperata, dar niciodata nu am avut  un calculator suficient de bun pentru a-l instala. Imi iau sims si vorbesc cu Lari(sora mea) pe mess.e tare ciudat sa fii la un perete distanta si sa vorbesti pe messenger, dar e foarte util, avand in vedere ca ea se exprima mai bine in scris( asa mi-a spus).
Pauza 10 minute..a venit tata sa-mi vada camera. Dupa privire, pare la fel de multumit ca si mine. Daca tot are unde, isi verifica mailul si ne suspecteaza pe mine si pe sormea ca i-am trimis un mesaj pe site:)) Da de unde, eu nu am idei pentru un mesaj si sormea nu are timp, daca are ceva de zis, zice direct! Ee..pana maine uita!
                                                                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIEZRooKHXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-nwemdrkBiU/s1600-h/P7180113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SIEZRooKHXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-nwemdrkBiU/s320/P7180113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224484833480809842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nu ti-am spus ca am primit catel de la tata...bichon maltese ar trebui sa fie. Asa sustine cel de la care l-a luat si un veterinar. altul spune ca e corcitura, sormea zice ca e tomberonez, iar eu spun ca e un scump! E un dragut...nu stiu ce o sa ma fac fara el cand plec la bucuresti...se uita asa de frumos la mine..a mancat si are chef de joaca. Nu-l pot refuza.Oricum am spus destule azi..poate am fost putin cam serioasa..asa mai sunt eu cateodata!

P.s: maine sper ca Ari(catelul meu) s-o vada pe Zuri(catelul &lt;a href="http://www.justme-corina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Corinei&lt;/a&gt;), sa se placa si  sa se joace:d



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&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Avand in vedere ca nu am un apartament al meu, m-am gandit ca ar fi cazul sa imi caut o casa. Da, stiu, e prea devreme, dar cine a zis ca o sa-mi cumpar acum?! Si oricum e asa frumos sa visezi...Si daca tot nu este u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n plan pentru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; urmatorii 2-3 ani, am cautat niste case destul de...futuriste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGdGd4q456I/AAAAAAAAADM/uQBnxQryixU/s1600-h/0606080935_M_040608_houseoffuture_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGdGd4q456I/AAAAAAAAADM/uQBnxQryixU/s320/0606080935_M_040608_houseoffuture_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217216172574435234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGdGdxLR1XI/AAAAAAAAADU/I3da-kHajfA/s1600-h/0606080935_M_040608_houseoffuture_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGdGdxLR1XI/AAAAAAAAADU/I3da-kHajfA/s320/0606080935_M_040608_houseoffuture_16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217216170562803058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Am gasit multe schite si proiecte si sunt tare curioasa cam pe cand sa ma astept la asemenea case si pe la noi. De fapt, nu stiu sigur daca m-as putea adapta la atata tehnologie, cel putin bucataria mi se pare destul de..abstracta. Daca totusi eu nu voi avea o asemenea locuinta ramane sa sper ca macar in vizita sa ma duc intr-o casa futurista, pe lac, de exemplu:d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-2032895401436536837?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/2032895401436536837/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=2032895401436536837' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/2032895401436536837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/2032895401436536837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/06/viitorul-arata-bine.html' title='Viitorul arata bine?'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGdGd4q456I/AAAAAAAAADM/uQBnxQryixU/s72-c/0606080935_M_040608_houseoffuture_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-3150752008999561032</id><published>2008-06-27T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:22:13.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Produse'/><title type='text'>Indispensabil..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nu stiu cum de s-a intamplat, dar  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;astazi am verificat  cutia postala. Da, da, stiu, soarta, bineinteles! Primul lucru gasit- factura Orange-...dezastru! asta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; clar trebuie pusa bine, foarte bine! Trecand totusi peste socul creat de costul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; cu "greu" realizat, dau peste un catalog d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e produse. Nu stiu cum de a ajuns la noi, dar clar ne era destinat, doar era numele mamei pe el...Nu-mi pot stapani curiozitatea si, dupa ce am pus la pastrare factura, ma pun in pat si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; incep sa rasfoiesc catalogul. Parea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; interesant, doar avea o piscina pe coperta. Totusi, de-a lungul paginilor am constatat ca exista mult mai multe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chestii de care nu stiu daca am avea cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; neaparat nevoie. Sau cel putin mie mi se par aberante. De exemplu:
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. carlige din inox-22 Ron- chiar se supara rufele daca sunt prinse cu unele din plastic?!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGTorbJQipI/AAAAAAAAAB0/58RsdUbc0vE/s1600-h/125512l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGTorbJQipI/AAAAAAAAAB0/58RsdUbc0vE/s320/125512l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216550101120486034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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2. pix ergonomic-26 Ron- neaparat daca vrei sa se adapteze formei mainii..
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. deodorant de gura din inox- 40 Ron- s-a dus vremea mentolului. Inoxul rullz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. racheta antistres-39 Ron- Pumnul e solutia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;
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5. tub care intinde cuvertura- 24 Ron- folositor de-a dreptul..
....si lista poate continua..
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chiar geniale produsele..nu stiu cum am trait pana acum fara ele. Ma gandesc serios sa fac o comanda, "sa trec si eu in rand cu lumea buna!" Si asta cat mai repede:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531701712430596561-3150752008999561032?l=pupica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/feeds/3150752008999561032/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531701712430596561&amp;postID=3150752008999561032' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3150752008999561032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531701712430596561/posts/default/3150752008999561032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pupica.blogspot.com/2008/06/indispensabil.html' title='Indispensabil..'/><author><name>Pupica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07164390060482604335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SY2AQ_30iCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/2Ieg89ABdDA/S220/P2040119.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGTorbJQipI/AAAAAAAAAB0/58RsdUbc0vE/s72-c/125512l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531701712430596561.post-2017160791980904883</id><published>2008-06-26T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T04:58:16.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zapping'/><title type='text'>Un ten de 24 de karate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGOD591rwBI/AAAAAAAAABA/kQQWcm82xSQ/s1600-h/poza_index_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGOD591rwBI/AAAAAAAAABA/kQQWcm82xSQ/s320/poza_index_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216157825300676626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Acasa Tv, Euforia, Pro tv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;..uf..cata plictiseala !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Prima, Antena 1...STOP STOP!  Inapoi la  Prima! Asa..."Aurul trateaza boli, se mananca si ajuta la riduri" .
Aceasta era titlul din partea de jos a ecranului. Ce emisiune? Teo live, bineinteles!( nu ca ar mai avea alta ) . Invitata era o doamna care vorbea despre cat de minunat este aurul si cate intrebuintari are. De fapt facea reclama salonului ei de infrumusetare , care , bineinteles , se bazeaza pe tratamente cu AUR. Stati sa vedeti....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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Trecand peste faptul ca aurul se poate manca ( sper ca in forma de pulbere) si ca trateaza boli , asta daca nu te-ai saturat sa dai doctorilor bani in stanga si in dreapta( de multe ori degeaba) , aurul e bun pentru fata! Retineti fetelor, de acum s-a terminat cu argila , daca nu dai cu aur nici nu pot sa-mi inchipui cum poti sa te mai afisezi pe undeva.

Curios mi s-a parut in reportajul realizat in salon ca "fericita" careia i se aplica o masca cu aur nu avea mai mult de 23 de ani. mda....20 de ani- aur..30- platina si mai tarziu ce? Gata, stiu! Mai tarziu nu mai e nevoie, ca ridurile deja nu mai exista si o sa ai o fata mai luminoasa ca soarele...vorba vine:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGOD6ML_bQI/AAAAAAAAABI/h8OXxpwE4OI/s1600-h/t_14913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cJPSp2TB6fc/SGOD6ML_bQI/AAAAAAAAABI/h8OXxpwE4OI/s320/t_14913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216157829152337154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Ce sa mai...s-a dus vremea caviarului si a sampaniei, o masca cu aur urmata de o crema cu particule tot din aur e solutia salvatoare pentru un ten tern. Ya right...alti bani, alta distractie! Pana imi apar mie ridurile, probabil vor aparea tratamente si cu praf de pe luna , dar nu tot ce zboara se mananca!

Daca totusi incercati asa ceva si merge, anuntati-ma si pe mine, poate poate chiar imi schimb "viziunile astea inguste".:))
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Pupica, ce-i cu tine aici?
- Aa...probabil ca si tine, scriu?!

- :)) Tu, sa scrii pe blog? Ha ha! Ti-a luat ceva pana te-ai hotarat...

- Poti spune si asa. Dar nu fi rau! Stii ca mereu am vrut sa fac asta!

- Daaa....si nu ai avut timp, nu-i asa?

- Chiar nu am avut timp! Si cand am avut timp, nu am avut idei. Iar cand am avut idei, am avut prea multe si nu m-am putut decide...

- Dificila tu asa de fel, nu?

- Putin..

- Poate e mai bine sa spui: putin zis:))

- De ce Pupica si nu Andreea?

- Vad ca stii destul de multe despre mine, inseamna ca stii bine ca e acelasi lucru, nu un nume schimba o personalitate, nu?

- Andreea esti pentru toata lumea, pe cand Pupica nu..de ce?

- Cred ca ar fii de-a dreptul penibil sa ma strige tata Pupica, e de ajuns ca imi zice Andre , nu crezi?

- Bine, bine, Pupica:)) Dar spune-le si lor despre tine, daca tot te aflii aici..

- Uff...ma simt ca la un interviu:)) Nu-mi place sa ma descriu!

- Hai spune-le ca iti place la nebunie ciocolata, dar urasti tortul de ciocolata! Si-ti plac filmele, dar nu suporti sa le vezi singura! Iti place la mare, dar nu suporti deloc deloc caldura! Iubesti sa vezi cupluri fericite, dar nu iti place sa lecturezi asemenea povesti! Te plictisesti mai repede ca oricine stiu eu, dar vorbesti mult! Si mai ales iti plac portocalele rau, numai ca nu bei niciodata suc cu aroma de portocale!

- Cate chestii...:)) In mare, asa sunt eu?

- Toate la timpul lor..

- So..eu sunt Pupica..dar tu??
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