<?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-6247845874519505862</id><updated>2011-10-08T07:41:51.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A life with peace and music...</title><subtitle type='html'>Please.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-7723144488475504588</id><published>2011-02-20T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T14:18:02.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>va provoc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLJyZWGQiWU/TWEBS_ph_bI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qbSXtRqfC-c/s1600/27463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLJyZWGQiWU/TWEBS_ph_bI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qbSXtRqfC-c/s400/27463.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575739239496285618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am un prost obicei, un mare prost obicei. astazi m-am trezit pentru a mia oara intr-un bubble. mare bubble, frumos si colorat. dar nu exista asa ceva atunci cand oamenii din jurul tau sunt niste tristi deprimati. de aia par eu vesela, pt ca sunt restul tristi, asta ca sa citez din teatru. pt ca pot.&lt;br /&gt;m-am trezit e impropriu zis, ca nici nu am dormit de fapt.nici la propriu, nici la figurat.si nici nu a fost linistita,noaptea, asa cum mi s-a urat sa fie, a fost...pfff.&lt;br /&gt;oare ma bate dumnezeu daca fac curat duminica?&lt;br /&gt;s-a saturat de soricei, pisica. &lt;br /&gt;asta-i alt citat.faust.&lt;br /&gt;va provoc.pe toti. sa faceti ceea ce simtiti.cu mentiunea, ca asta costa cel mai mult in viata.&lt;br /&gt;ha!&lt;br /&gt;intre timp eu merg in Austria la parintele permaculturii :)) &lt;br /&gt;ha!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.krameterhof.at/en/index.php?id=holzersche_permakultur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, si printre alte multe filme faine vizionate in ultimul timp, recomand : &lt;br /&gt;First Earth Ecological Arhitecture http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DuDkfuziZiI&lt;br /&gt;127 Hours, Oh brother, where art thou, Blues Brother, Mr.Magorium Wonder Emporium :D, Tangles, Radio Days, The Party, Spring, Summer,Fall, Winter and Spring. Hm. ma mai gandesc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-7723144488475504588?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/7723144488475504588/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=7723144488475504588' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7723144488475504588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7723144488475504588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2011/02/va-provoc.html' title='va provoc'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLJyZWGQiWU/TWEBS_ph_bI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qbSXtRqfC-c/s72-c/27463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-4829707952838755778</id><published>2010-12-07T15:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T15:59:47.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/TP7JzVIFg4I/AAAAAAAAATo/SAfsGAC2ars/s1600/33916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/TP7JzVIFg4I/AAAAAAAAATo/SAfsGAC2ars/s400/33916.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548093674648601474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Storm is your Conscious Self - who you are and who you are becoming.&lt;br /&gt;Blue Storm is the initiation by fire, the lightning path, the arrival of the thunderbeings who bring the final transformation. To the Maya, Blue Storm represents the storm, the thundercloud full of purifying rain, and the lightning that shatters any false structuring of reality. Blue Storm is the purification of the 'body temple' and the ignition of the light body. In these last years of a twenty-six-thousand-year Mayan grand cycle, Blue Storm comes to help you in the disintegration process that moves you from separation to ascension. This initiation by fire breaks any false containers of self that cannot withstand the flame of transmutation. Only your true identity will live through these fires, for you will be reborn in the heart of All That Is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Storm provides the water that purifies and quenches your spiritual thirst. In this state of consciousness, you stand willing to surrender everything. You give up what you seem to be in order to become fully what you are. You step into the fires of the unknown, and you are changed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow Blue Storm's storm to purify and cleanse you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Storm catalyzes and prepares your nervous system and circuitry for complete transformation. It is the electromagnetic storm of transmutation, the clearing and quickening of your physical, mental, emotional, and etheric bodies. As you become aligned with the descending energies, and evolve in consciousness, you body's vibration is raised, becoming less 'dense'. Your new alignment ignites the quickening process that transmutes the shadows of the past, including experiences, judgements, thoughtforms, and old patterns that have held you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you move into this new vibration, you may feel off balance. In this transformational shift, you will feel unusual quickenings on every level of your being. You will sense emotional and physical 'imbalances' and restructuring. Your issues will be catalyzed and brought out for you to address. By being present with your old patterns you have a unique opportunity to access the energy of Blue Storm, which is experienced as an inner transformational 'storm', a natural part of the process of vibrational shift and quickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are experiencing these changes consciously or unconsicously, the vibrational change is adjusting your energy pattern to accomodate the flow of the language of light. These new frequencies feed you on every level of your being. As your transformation progresses, you quickly become aware of the unconscious material you still need to process. No longer can you escape the effects of your belief systems. Fears and negative images can all be felt very quickly. The transformation is experienced as if it were happening 'from the inside out'. Things seem to 'cook' inside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that you have chosen to take part in this rebirth, both on a planetary and a personal level - the planetary dream, the miracle on Earth, is what brought you here! You are becoming the living model of the new reality. As an emissary of the great change, you are a transformer of the collective myth. Riding the crest of the wave, you are travelling both outward and inward on your journey home - for yourself and for all those who will follow after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple catalyst for this catapulting force is the integration of duality within. The personal integration of shadow is what will create the miracle! Personal shadow is simply that which is separated from the full light of consciousness. By integrating shadow, you are freed from delusions of right or wrong, good and evil. Shadow provides an opportunity for you to bring in all of your expanded essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consciousness is a structural metaphor that is calling for transformation. As your consciousness becomes crystallized, narrow, and complex, it invites the process of dissipaton to 'unravel' and break it free. As you travel the spiral vortex of light, expanding into ever-widening realms of truth, your crystallized energy breaks down and trasncends form. This process can be very intense, but if you embrace it, you can be transformed into a freed adventurer - a divine actor who can play any part without becoming attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Storm is also your Higher Self &amp; Guide. (you are guided by your own power doubled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harmonic wisdom embodied in Cauac is freedom, which can be defined as the state of being unconstrained by fate, karma, necessity, or circumstances in one's choices or actions. Freedom is an open reality wherein you know that you are at choice every moment. This state of being originates from an innate perception of reality. It is the understanding that you are an 'actor', free to play any part at any moment without being attached to it. You work with your life's 'scripts', your attachments and perceptions, in order to free them. From this perspective comes the fullest freedom: learning to live in natural harmony and union with divine will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In music, this concept is expressed by the term 'a piacere', which means "at the pleasure of the performer." As a divine actor aligned with divine will, you are free at any moment to dance the dance of ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The musical descriptor of this harmonic is senza, meaning 'without measure.' This refers to a composition that has the feeling of freedom. Since all limitations and separation are illusory, freedom is without measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Wind is your Subconscious Self and Hidden Helper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Wind is the galactic wind, the catalyzing current, the Spirit that moves through all things. It is the divine breath that gives life to all creation, the unseen essence of solar energy. White Wind is the breath of inspiration, the fertilizing force of the wind. Its essence is the movement of Spirit as it penetrates into form to enliven, purify and inspire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receive the gift of White Wind by simply taking a conscious breath. Amidst the seemign complexity, beathe consciously. Allow your life to be more like the wind, free-flowing and open to Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Wind represents spontaneity and simplicity. As you experience the truth of the present moment, White Wind leaves you free to move on to the next moment without the baggage of desire, regret or expectation. White Wind is the simple knowledge that invisible forces are always moving in your life, guiding and inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Wind also embodies the concept of presence. Presence is an expression of beingness, a creator of intimacy. It has to do with being wise in your simplicity. From simple beingness, your true identity emerges. Presence is being open, aware, and in the now. Presence is 'being there' for whatever is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think back to a time when someone looked deeply into your eyes, acknowledging your beingness with their full presence. Remember how wonderful and intimate that felt. When you wnat to be intimate with someone, become equally open, aware, and present. When you bring your awareness into the present moment, everything else falls away. When you are fully present, your mind is not preparing responses to what it is hearing while you're listening and feeling. Drop your evaluating and reactive nature. Trust that your heart will have the appropriate response when the time comes. Allow your mind to be quietly responsive, like a pool of water, natural in its unconditional acceptance of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presence is simple. It is like being caught in the moment by the beauty of nature. Presence is your natural state of being. When you are present, your heart feels open, charged, full. When you are present, whether alone or with another, you are loose and relaxed. Time may seem to slow down. You can expand your awareness with ease, allowing yourself to truly see and be seen. You let your feelings speak through your eyes, and the 'feeling channel' in you breathes freely, without expectation or judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Moon represents your Challenge and Gift. With maturity and awareness this challenge will turn into a Focus. This is what you desire to learn in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One shadow of Red Moon is the tendency to float in the river of forgetfulness, feeling separate from clear awareness and guidance. Due to the influence of the collective trance, you may have unthinkingly accepted the beliefs and values of your culture. Because of the illusion of separation from the Divine, this trance may have deepened your experience of forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shadow aspect of Red Moon is the tendency to direct your life primarily on the desires and needs of your ego instead of opening to the guidance of your Essence Self. Choices at your "growth edge" may feel unsure, for they transform your beliefs on your journey toward wholeness. Your intuitive guidance and internal proddings will trigger remembrance of what seems to have been forgotten. Pay attention to any sensory signs, any guidance that gives you strong feelings. In the larger pattern of cosmic communication that is available in each moment, these signs are painted everywhere. Be the translator-beacon. Let Red Moon awaken the interpreter within you who decodes such signs. Let Red Moon assist you in clearly understanding your perceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembrance is a natural process. Use it naturally, without becoming obsessed with it. Being overly concerned with remembrance can actually hamper your process. Also be aware of any tendency to look to others for information about your remembrance. As fellow journeyers, we catalyze each other; however, you are the one who truly knows. Don't get lost or confused by looking outside yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shadow of Red Moon is self-deprecation. In this shadow you may feel like hiding your light so that it limits you from being seen as the beacon you truly are. This tendency can stem from your shy or wounded inner child, whose sensitivity may have been suppressed thorugh life experiences. This may create a desire to withdraw or feelings of aloneness and insecurity. On the other side of this shadow, you may be overidentified with being the beacon for others. Such issues show you what is between you and the clear expression of all that you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-criticism may be supported by internal self-talk, which brings to awareness the negative self-judgements that have been separated unconsciously into shadow. You have picked up your internal critic from the judgements of a critical world. Red Moon invites you to heal the inner critic. Take the blinders off. Make a conscious effort to reframe self-talk that is self-diminishing. Be aware of your response to the judgemental and critical remarks of others. Allow relationships with others to support your fullest expression. As you stand in your own light, you will naturally fulfill that which you came here to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Sun is your Compliment - something that comes naturally to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Am that I Am...I Am that I Am...I Am that I Am." This mantra of Yellow Sun is a meditation for accessing the I Am presence that contains great power and universal truth. Yellow Sun is the mystery unveiled, the simplicity of unconditional love and limitless bliss. Known by many names, Yellow Sun is the Solar Lord, the Mind of Light, the Center that is also your center. Yellow Sun is your solar home, the Great Central Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Sun is a reminder that you are, at every moment, in the center of All That Is. In your journey of remembrance, you are crafting a light body to return to a home in the stars that you never really left. Return as a child of the sacred to the Great Central Sun! You are the crown of creation, infused with the blueprint of solar mind. You are a Godseed, the reflection of cosmic consciousness. You are love made visible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discover the simple secret encoded in Yellow Sun's star-glyph: you are unconditional love, the stone of indestructible liberation. Radiate that knowing in all your thoughts and actions. Love all of creation. Join the dance of light, the fundamental constant of nature, and shine forth the clarity of your true essence. There is great power in simply identifying with the light:"As above, so below." You are in God, and God is in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you express unconditional love, you become more than you previously perceived yourself to be. You become illumined, the full manifestation of your divinity. In the embrace of your humanity, accept yourself and others unconditionally. Magnify your full presence. Yellow Sun will come in myriad forms to assist you. Be limitless. Accept and understand the nature of judgement, fear, light and dark within yourself and others. Love and accept yourself and others as you are, freed from previous boundaries. You are the dawning of the solar age.&lt;br /&gt;As you move toward your core of light, you will find a clear-light awareness that is innately innocent. In this place, the mind is restored to it's original state of receptivity. Clarity and freedom become expressions of being, and bliss becomes the body. At this core of light, a new reality is born. From the union of the divine masculine and feminine is birthed the solar androgyny of cosmic consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we find ourselves in a great awakening. We have the opportunity to retrace our steps, to return to union with Original Cause. We who have deepened the illusion of seperation are now poised to retrieve what seemed to be lost forever. Through the gift of rebirth and ascension, we are reclaiming our original state of union with God. We are going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process of rebirth and ascension can be viewed simply as the raising of the vibratory rate of the Earth and her children. It is embodied in the state of consciousness that knows the self as divine. The circlet, or crown, is a symbol of recognizing and knowing that divine self. So the crown as a sacred tool is a universal symbol of the completion of a circle of self-empowerment and self-authority. Full ascension is the freedom to take your physical form with you to other planes and dimensions. In preparation for the ascension, there is an opening and clearing of your light seals and chakras. If you choose to walk this path, know that in the embodiment of your "I Am" self, you will learn to accept all things unconditionally, forgiving and releasing all judgements of yourself and others. The activation of solar mind and ascension is already in progress. In divine fusion, you are becoming the one body of the ascension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your heart as a flower to the Sun, and become the same love that holds universes together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Tone is Tone 11 - Spectral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change, disintegration, letting go, stripping away, complexity moving to simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven is the ray of dissonance, the foundation of self combined with the foundation of Essence Self, catalyzed by the point of unity. Eleven is the process of disintegration, stripping away the layers down to your core essence. Unity, the great illuminator, is transforming patterns and structures, freeing you from things that no longer serve your emerging wholeness. Look through the surface appearance of your process. Let complexity dissipate, becoming the blessing of simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Spectral Tone of 11, cherished ideals, beliefs, and images of all kinds are being brought up for you to reexamine, illuminate, and transform. Examine what appears dissonant in your life. Let go! Embrace the disintegration process without resisiting or judging it. The rigid walls of your resistances are being broken down. Going through your resistances and boundaries prepares a space for greater wisdom. You are becoming an open system. Anything that defines you is being stripped away. Expect clearing and change. As your facade crumbles and your walls come tumbling down, the true illumination of self bursts through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-4829707952838755778?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/4829707952838755778/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=4829707952838755778' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4829707952838755778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4829707952838755778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2010/12/blue-storm-is-your-conscious-self-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/TP7JzVIFg4I/AAAAAAAAATo/SAfsGAC2ars/s72-c/33916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-5446286673832801297</id><published>2010-07-27T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T13:37:09.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Nu pot sa ma abtin din a incepe cu ...'ce nebunie`i viata asta'. De fapt, cred ca nu ma pot opri din a ma minuna de asta. Sau viata nu inceteaza sa ma uimeasca. Intr`o oarecare masura e si datorita mie si a talentului meu de a`mi complica viata. Ceea ce nu pot spune ca`mi dispalce. Dimpotriva. Ain`t it funny when life goes crazy? It comes naturally....&lt;br /&gt;           Ma gasesc acum pe un acoperis.Un oarecare acoperis, in stanga vad cel mai tare WC ever, Din punctul de vedere al view`ului si de faptul ca cei care au construit`o ( adica pe romaneste, buda) au inteles perfect potentialul locului ales. Doua usi. Hehe. S`ar putea ca asta sa fie de ajuns pentru unii sa ma localizeze. Desi, n`as vrea :). Mai in stanga un alt acoperis, apoi un deal, si padurea cu viezurii hoti de porumb [asta`i alta poveste]. Verde. Mult verde. Drept in fata o sfoara cu niste proasoape incearca sa`mi atraga atentia, dar pe langa faptul ca privirea`mi fuge mult mai departe, atentia mi`e totusi atrasa de telefon. Priest. Mesajele lui Priest sunt printre cele mai diversificate. Imi plac. Ma fac sa zambesc.Imi pare rau ca nu`l mai amuz pe Puscas though, da na asa cum eu, asa poate si el...in fine, asta`i alta poveste:)). Deci, in fata, dupa prosoape, se vede verde. Mult verde, diferite nuante de verde crud si tonuri de albastru.Undeva se vede un varf acoperit de zapada. Desi am o facultate care`mi permite, well, nu stiu ce varf este...Dreapta brusc: cabana-de`a-dreptul-casa. Dar draguta casa. Tot un fel de albastru si ea. Obloanele sunt chiar albastre. Butoiul din fata mea, rezamat pe horn imi blocheaza brusc privirea. Este tot albastru. Mai la drepata: verde. Verdele in starea lui cea mai naturala,cea mai frumoasa, cea mai cruda. Cret. Si dealuri incretite. Daca focalizez, mestecenii imi sar in ochi, dar tabla acoperisului in care se oglideste soarele pur si simplu imi omoara retina!zoooom in spate: marea. Cred ca fiecare dintre noi am prins momentul ala al zilei cand orizontul pare a fi marea.....Mi`e cam dor de mare, ce`i drept.Pana una alta, ma bucur de verde, albastru, alt verde...&lt;br /&gt;           Ce caut aici?Hmm...nu stiu.Cred ca tocmai momentul asta.Desi, putea fi oriunde, pe oricare alt deal....E genul ala de situatie, care nu m`a incantat 100%, dar in care m`am bagat pentru ca...m`am bagat.Dar e un deal, e soare, aer curat, verde, albastru si liniste.E bine deci. Desi ma cam supara vantul.Noaptea iti devoreaza urgent lemnele, iti fumeaza tot ce ai, iar in cazul meu, ma ataca acolo unde barbatii nici macar nu au nimic...ovare.Pfff, existenta voastra ii conditionata,buei! Bine , porbabil si eu ma expun, pe un oarcare deal, pe un oarecare acoperis...&lt;br /&gt;           Ideea e ca locul asta e prea porno ca sa fi singur aici. Nu`i bai, ma distrez excelent si singura, am carti, am tot felu` ;) , mi`am desenat tenisii, nu ma plictisesc deloc. Dar e prea frumos ca sa stai singur la foc....&lt;br /&gt;           Ce nebunie`i viata asta...azi aici, vineri in Engenthal.Dracu` stie unde`i aia, hehe.De fapt cam asta ii ideea....Dar eu am harta.Si motor;) .Lux.&lt;br /&gt;             Dupa o scurta evaluare a ultimilor ani ( suport pentru carte- pot sa zic ca m`am apucat) observ anumite prezente materiale si spirituale frecvente. Si anumiti oameni. Rezultatul, sau mai bine zis tot timpul asta rezulta in mine trei mari dorinte: o casuta, un teren, si un el.(si bantuiala de dupa:)).Pfff.Cred ca ma maturizez.M`am cam saturat de ars aiurea ,ce`i drept.Dar inca refuz sa cred ca totul se rezuma la o decizie. Ma las de fumat, ma mut, nu mai cheltui bani,imi schimb serviciul, dintre astea doua ce aleg?care`i mai ieftin, de ce asa, si nu asa?Trebuie, trebuie, trebuie.Ma indragostesc, ma dez`indragostesc.Te iubesc, nu te mai iubesc.te iubesc iar, dar totusi nu te vreau, desi ma gandesc totusi sa te vreau , desi parca totusi nu te vreau, desi te iubesc, si cand nu te mai iubesc, te vreau. Maram hippie punk gen...Unii pot....eu nu mai vreau. Dar nu am luat decizia asta , asta simt....Mama lor de sentimente....Si`apai eu si simt...tot felu`.Ce simt acum? hmmmm....simt ca sunt intr`un moment in viata vietii in care trebuie sa iau o decizie. sau macar sa imi restabilesc prioritatile.Ceea ce imi este un pic dificil. Ce vreau eu nu se poate. Nu sunt facuta pentru lumea asta.Dar dntre prioritatile cele 'pamantene', mi`am cam stabilit asa....Mai am nevoie doar de timp, rabdare si incredere.Si sustinere, futui sustinerea.Motivare exista.Dar si sa nu....prea multe directii, prea multe influente, prea multe scuze, prea multe decizii.&lt;br /&gt;Revin:nimic nu`i intamplator.Asadar, nici o decizie nu`i proasta.Doar este, si atat.Doar ca schimba directii, uneori atata cat sa se piarda destul de multe in urma.Inca nu stiu daca merita.Dar vorba aia: Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again expecting different results.Daca nu schimbi directii, cum inaintezi?Straight?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... in sufletul meu cred ca decizile au fost luate oricum....this IS the strangest life I`ve ever known...&lt;br /&gt;            Am abertat prea mult.Ma duc sa bag un lemn in soba.....in curand, in semineu. :)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Ganduri cu si pentru Priest, dar nu numai. 6.05.2010."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-5446286673832801297?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/5446286673832801297/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=5446286673832801297' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/5446286673832801297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/5446286673832801297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2010/07/nu-pot-sa-ma-abtin-din-incepe-cu.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-4634216682049750482</id><published>2010-04-07T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:04:21.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is here...</title><content type='html'>so summer is coming :&lt;br /&gt;planu` numaru` unu : http://chez-mazilique.blogspot.com/2009/08/ferma-de-scoici.html&lt;br /&gt;planu` numaru` doi : mini vacanta platita 4 x 4 off road: Sibiu - Bran - Sibiu . I love to be a guide.&lt;br /&gt;planu` numaru` trei:  Heidi Hutte Tour. Nice. Once again: I love to be a guide.:))&lt;br /&gt;planu` numaru` patru: Londra party @ Setal with the girls :)&lt;br /&gt;planu` numaru` cinci: Insula secreta de prin Delta. :D e secreta....:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astept sugestii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar sa nu uitam ca nu credem in planuri . adica nu cred in planuri ca deocamdata sunt doar eu.si uju, care sper sa zumzaie de saptamana viitoare dupa planu` numaru` 0 : Bucuresti ziua lui Priest :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar casuta, weellll casuta asteapta un Styx sa incepem sa dezvolte ideea lui, sa dezvoltam ideea mea si apoi vedem noi ce iese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iolldereerrrriuuu!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-4634216682049750482?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/4634216682049750482/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=4634216682049750482' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4634216682049750482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4634216682049750482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-is-here.html' title='Spring is here...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-8235357831032346609</id><published>2010-03-25T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:41:31.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One word:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S6vlvOLYiqI/AAAAAAAAARY/r7LZWgdfuvU/s1600/DSCN3290.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/_2alFp-EV0YE/S6vlvOLYiqI/AAAAAAAAARY/r7LZWgdfuvU/s400/DSCN3290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452704373284571810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;                                               PEACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-8235357831032346609?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/8235357831032346609/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=8235357831032346609' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/8235357831032346609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/8235357831032346609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-word.html' title='One word:'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S6vlvOLYiqI/AAAAAAAAARY/r7LZWgdfuvU/s72-c/DSCN3290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-4453067112926523684</id><published>2010-03-24T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T11:53:54.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>toate la timpul lor....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Don't you hate that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?    &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncomfortable silences.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I don't know. That's a good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Uhm.Coffee.Revin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Am revenit.Coffee s`a transformat intr`o plimbare, un pomelo si o inghetata. excelent:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bun. Ieri a fost ziua mea. Hehe. Cand eram mica. nu foarte mica.Doar mai mica:), varsta de 25 de ani mi se parea limita dintre tanar- ca sa`i zic asa- si om mare. No, ca am ajuns la 25. Nu ma simt deloc ca un om mare. Poate refuz. Sau poate nu. Oricum, nici nu ma intereseaza prea tare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Toate la timpul lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ideea`i ca a fost ziua mea. Ieri. Si in weekend i`am strans pe cativa ce`i drept la Negoiu.M`am reindragostit de munte.Sau l`am vazut asa cum nu l`am vazut niciodata.Da da, a fost prima mea data la Negoiu.Am savurat totul , cam gatata ce`i drept, ca un copil mic o jucarie noua.Asa a fost si cu Faust acum 3 saptamani, hehe.Toate la timpul lor.Si incep sa`l inteleg pe Caragiu.Ca asa`i in tenis. Hehe. Toate la timpul lor. A fost nebunie de vreme, ca un weekend in vama, cand te bronzezi cu ochelari de soare. Eu m`am cam ars cu ochelari de soare haha, dar m`am ars la Negoiu, nu oriunde. A fost excelent.Munte, zapada, soare, cald, sauna, vin bun de la tata, plimbari, urcusuri si coborasuri, o placa de snowboard, o mana de prieteni si un pomelo. :)) a.Si masaj. hehe. E ceea ce eu numesc LUX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Iar aseara, o alta mana de oameni, Chaos Hostel, 25 de narcise hehe, floricele si cadouri, rasete si tot felu`. Si vin. Si Puscas ii nebun.Dar un nebun f f f f drag mie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Printre altele, am realizat ca, nu numai ca toate lucrurile se intampla cu un motiv ( f bine ascuns motivu` :)) si nimic nu e intamplator , dar toate se intampla la timpul lor.Roata vietii chiar se invarte.E nebunie asa viata asta, pe mine cel putin nu inceteaza sa ma uimeasca. Am mai zis asta si inca ma mai minunez. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Astazi mi`e foarte dor de vama. Fiind mahmura asa un pic, am avut exact starea aia de vama....mi`as fi dorit sa fiu in vama, sa am in fundal pink floyd, doors, janis, sau mai stiu eu ce [un playlist facut de Priest ar fi fost lux], sa stau intinsa,la soare, sa ma uit la mare, si incet incet sa adorm. Sa ma mai trezeasca o adiere de vant, sa deschid ochii, sa vad marea iar, sa ma acopar cu o esarfa, sa ma intorc pe partea cealalta si sa adorm iar. Mi`ar fi placut ca vama sa fie aproape goala. Nici sezon sa nu fi fost. Asa, primavara. Da....primavara la mare trebuie sa fie frumos.:) Nu mai frumos ca la munte totusi. Dar azi as fi vrut sa fiu acolo.Sa fie liniste, si muzica in fundal. Sa`mi cante marea si pescarusii.Sa fiu cu pletele in vant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ieri, am mai avut o reveleatie. de fapt nu era chiar revelatie. M`am bucurat pur si simplu ca sunt. M`am bucurat ca un catel, cu capul scos pe geamul din spate al masinii, cu limba scoasa si cu pletele in vant.Exact asa si stateam, pe geam, in taxi, mergeam la dentist. Era soare, era cald, si ma bucuram ca sunt. Si ma bucuram ca sunteti. Dar m`am cam saturat de voi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;O primvara excelenta va doresc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Scoateti bicicletele!! Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-4453067112926523684?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/4453067112926523684/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=4453067112926523684' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4453067112926523684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4453067112926523684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2010/03/toate-la-timpul-lor.html' title='toate la timpul lor....'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-7721298474756211165</id><published>2010-03-16T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:30:21.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pentru ca toate lucrurile sunt triste, par eu vesela....oare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S5-fiZ_kDrI/AAAAAAAAARI/4uyBHvdG2eI/s1600-h/a96930_a576_1-dome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S5-fiZ_kDrI/AAAAAAAAARI/4uyBHvdG2eI/s400/a96930_a576_1-dome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449249487583448754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hehe, mi s`a spus ca nu scriu decat atunci cand sunt trista sau nervoasa.sau cand ma plictisesc haha,dar deloc atunci cand sunt fericita.nu stiu de ce las impresia in ultimul timp ca sunt trista, pentru ca nu sunt, sunt chiar bine. imi place cum evolueaza lucrurile.adica, macar evolueaza. se misca harta ,ca`n dota haha. descopar oameni si chestii noi. si oricum, am uitat ce vreau sa zic, haha. Ideea era : chill people, sunt chill. Haha . Si chiar vreau sa fiu lasata in pace . Asa cum vrea si cel mai hippie dintre hippies. Haha .&lt;br /&gt;Si inca ceva, nu stiu ce fac, dar eu nu ma plictisesc niciodata . Ii chiar distractiva viata mea momentan cel putin .&lt;br /&gt;Casuta se contureaza,  verbal. Trebuie sa mergem zilele astea , hippie punk si cu mine pana in Deva sa furam meserie de la baietii care, am inteles ca deja s`au apucat de casute, hehe, apoi sa desenam. Planu`, facem planu. Credem in planu` :)). Apoi ne mobilizam. Hehe.Abia astept. Prima casuta din pamant din Sibiu :P.Vezi poze. Ma rog, astea sunt un fel de. Eu nu vreau asa. In fine.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, in weekend finally Negoiu :) abia astept. No, nu mai vreti Poplaca de ziua mea,haideti la Negoiu :)&lt;br /&gt;De ziua mea va fac cadou Primavara!Iar eu primesc ...un masaj?:D&lt;br /&gt;Over.&lt;br /&gt;Blum`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-7721298474756211165?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/7721298474756211165/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=7721298474756211165' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7721298474756211165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7721298474756211165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2010/03/pentru-ca-toate-lucrurile-sunt-triste.html' title='pentru ca toate lucrurile sunt triste, par eu vesela....oare?'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S5-fiZ_kDrI/AAAAAAAAARI/4uyBHvdG2eI/s72-c/a96930_a576_1-dome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-760818638818628206</id><published>2010-03-11T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:54:59.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE DOORS - Wild Child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt;All right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild child full of grace&lt;br /&gt;Savior of the human race&lt;br /&gt;Your cool face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural child, terrible child&lt;br /&gt;Not your mother's or your father's child&lt;br /&gt;Your our child, screamin' wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ancient rulage of grains&lt;br /&gt;And the trees of the night&lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha, ha, ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hunger at her heels&lt;br /&gt;Freedom in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;She dances on her knees&lt;br /&gt;Pirate prince at her side&lt;br /&gt;Stirrin' into a hollow idols eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild child full of grace&lt;br /&gt;Savior of the human race&lt;br /&gt;Your cool face&lt;br /&gt;Your cool face&lt;br /&gt;Your cool face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember when we were in Africa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, pentru mine ...si pentru voi ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-760818638818628206?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/760818638818628206/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=760818638818628206' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/760818638818628206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/760818638818628206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2010/03/doors-wild-child-all-right-wild-child.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-6205183600109793198</id><published>2010-03-10T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T07:04:10.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....when I was a child....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S5eerQWvy9I/AAAAAAAAARA/N0S8SCm1HHc/s1600-h/animal-photography-black-cat.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S5eerQWvy9I/AAAAAAAAARA/N0S8SCm1HHc/s320/animal-photography-black-cat.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446996740289842130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;...I played with boys. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pentru ca femeile sunt prin definite niste pizde. Au o rautate in ele greu de ascuns. Imposibil as zice eu. Numai ca femeia intre femei ii o mare pizda. Si nu numai atunci. Pfff! Eh,cat fight @ office. Trec peste asta, nici o problema. Dar imi tot vine si revine o intrebare, pe care as urla`o in gura mare tuturor: de ce nu ma lasati in pace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am stat si m`am gandit daca , chiar imi doresc sa fiu lasata in pace, la tot ceea ce ar putea inseamna asta din partea oamenilor pliiiini de surprize. Well,yeap, vreau sa fiu lasata in pace. Decat asa, mai bine singura in pace. Oameni urati ce sunteti! Da, voi toti cei care adresati cu atata usurinta,de cele mai multe ori ieftin de tot, tot felu` de adjective - dupa parera mea- frustrarile voastre- celor din jur.Oamenii nu mai rosesc cand gresesc, si nu se mai opresc din criticat atunci cand altii gresesc.Na, fass.N`am nevoie, multumesc.Prefer sa`mi pun castile, si sa`mi vad de drum...fara voi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Din categ despre femei si alte cacaturi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pana una alta, am inceput sa ma documentez tot mai mult despre Eco houses - http://www.lowimpactliving.com/blog/2009/04/10/the-most-beautiful-green-home-building-construction-project-ever/ hehe. Sunt de`a dreptul geniale!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In principiu, nu mi se pare mare lucru: cinshpe mii de tone de argila , paie, galeti, saci ecologici, sarma ghimpata, si o mana de oameni dornici sa te ajute :D. Hmmm, mda, as putea face asta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pentru cei interesati, in luna iunie o sa fie un workshop in legatura cu aceste casute, mai exact ceva oameni s`au apucat sau se vor apuca in curand sa construiasca o intreaga comunitate de genul asta, undeva langa Deva. Daca nu cumva o termin eu pe a mea pana atunci :D:D:D ceea ce imi doresc f f f f tare, atunci ma gandesc sa particip la workshop. :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In fine, weekendul asta ma gasiti ori in Apuseni, ori la Balea unde va avea loc Inverno - http://www.inferno.ws/ro/index.php ...iar urmatorul este ziua mea :D deci Negoiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paz cojones!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-6205183600109793198?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/6205183600109793198/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=6205183600109793198' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6205183600109793198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6205183600109793198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-was-child.html' title='....when I was a child....'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S5eerQWvy9I/AAAAAAAAARA/N0S8SCm1HHc/s72-c/animal-photography-black-cat.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-5275632334270476540</id><published>2010-03-06T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T02:39:11.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I`m back?I`m lost? Hmm...eu cine sunt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S5d2fSAZoiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UZViVOtNjew/s1600-h/120110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S5d2fSAZoiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UZViVOtNjew/s320/120110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446952554109444642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;azi noapte am avut un vis taaare aiurea.ma cam lucra mintea pe la spate. nu prea`mi convine. dar ignor. ca daca nu, visez aiurea:)). oricum, nu mai aprind veioza, tot ii bine.Nu stiu de ce ma tot trezesc sa aprind veioza si apoi sa o sting....hmmm....oare comunic cu cineva prin codul lumino-morse? hmmm.... ar fi si asta un subiect. sau un capitol . hehe. am sa scriu candva o carte. despre toti voi care ma si nu ma cititi.va tot amenint. despre toti cei care ati atins sufletul meu. oho, cate am sa scriu despre cei care au calcat pe el. si am sa scriu si despre cele pe care am calcat eu....futui mama ei de parte carosabila a sufletului..... . dar asta alta data. pana una alta, mintea ma lucreaza, iar eu sunt pe hold de la mancare , bautura , tigari si sex. Pfff. Stau foarte mult in casa asadar. Prietenii mei ar incerca sa ma lucre si ei ori sa beau ceva, ori sa pip, ori sa mananc, sau sa ma futa.&lt;br /&gt;cum era ...asa : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Quote of the day :" Avem mai putini prieteni decat ne inchipuim, insa mai multi decat cei pe care ii stim " Hugo von Hofmannsthal :). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;         I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;A...si anul asta e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mov&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace and music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pentru Preist....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-5275632334270476540?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/5275632334270476540/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=5275632334270476540' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/5275632334270476540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/5275632334270476540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-backim-lost-hmmeu-cine-sunt.html' title='I`m back?I`m lost? Hmm...eu cine sunt?'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/S5d2fSAZoiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UZViVOtNjew/s72-c/120110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-1778571018884677291</id><published>2009-12-25T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T09:01:29.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fara titlu...</title><content type='html'>....trebuie sa moara omul.....ca sa realizezi cum trece timpul si sa iti para rau de el....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craciun Fericit celor care se fac ca traiesc.&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu sa`i ierte pe cei care nu mai sunt printre noi ....&lt;br /&gt;La Multi Ani Papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumea asta ii din ce in ce mai chau....;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-1778571018884677291?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/1778571018884677291/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=1778571018884677291' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/1778571018884677291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/1778571018884677291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/12/fara-titlu.html' title='fara titlu...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-2696542291129847841</id><published>2009-12-20T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T08:08:43.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let there to be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/Sy5MBNBSsoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/u2x_21Iz77w/s1600-h/8916_1252050300652_1211353588_752579_271925_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/Sy5MBNBSsoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/u2x_21Iz77w/s320/8916_1252050300652_1211353588_752579_271925_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417350985331946114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;light! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jazz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Jazz- O poveste cu negrii...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Music - Music can change people, so music can change the world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lot of changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;More Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Less Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snow. Am vrut nameti, nameti am primit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Budapestaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;and then Paris!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Work work work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;C&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;p.p.n.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;pffff.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;......Good vibes or no vibe! There is no such thing like bad vibe ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-2696542291129847841?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/2696542291129847841/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=2696542291129847841' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/2696542291129847841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/2696542291129847841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-there-to-be.html' title='let there to be...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/Sy5MBNBSsoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/u2x_21Iz77w/s72-c/8916_1252050300652_1211353588_752579_271925_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-158694626705807032</id><published>2009-11-18T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:23:12.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...despre prieteni .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SwQtZ_xnGCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c3u3931AKWE/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SwQtZ_xnGCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c3u3931AKWE/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405495377390934050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Un prieten numai al meu,un prieten bland si dragut, un om pentru care nu voi fi o cantitate neglijabila! [...].Un prieten!Cel mai frumos dar pe care Dumnezeu mi l`ar putea face!E prea frumos, nu indraznesc sa cred!Si totusi e adevarat....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La multi ani &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nucu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-158694626705807032?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/158694626705807032/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=158694626705807032' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/158694626705807032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/158694626705807032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/11/despre-prieteni.html' title='...despre prieteni .'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SwQtZ_xnGCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c3u3931AKWE/s72-c/IMG_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-7719448841767458228</id><published>2009-11-16T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T04:34:36.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>si inca ceva....I was gone till november...</title><content type='html'>anul asta il declar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;horror!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anul - noiembrie 2008 - noiembrie 2009 .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-7719448841767458228?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/7719448841767458228/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=7719448841767458228' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7719448841767458228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7719448841767458228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/11/si-inca-cevai-was-gone-till-november.html' title='si inca ceva....I was gone till november...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-4601114274175221304</id><published>2009-11-16T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T04:15:03.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>despre fripti si alte cacaturi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SwE_ErckpuI/AAAAAAAAAP4/F2tFFGK-WrQ/s1600/P1040835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SwE_ErckpuI/AAAAAAAAAP4/F2tFFGK-WrQ/s320/P1040835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404670377435899618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...de curand, in aberatile mele, am lansat o noua teorie, cum ca toti oamenii sunt niste fripti, dar pe diverse. Da` toti baga sau sunt pe ceva ....imposibil sa nu.Unii baga cafele pana ii ia dracu, altii sunt pe ceaiuri, altii pe munca, altii pe muzica, altii pe filme. de tot felu`.unii pe bani, unii pe ppn, altii pe pastile, tooooooot felu`...&lt;br /&gt;Sau pur si simplu m`am trezit eu printre fripti. egal. Ideea ii ca futu`i !! De cand a fi fript a devenit o scuza?" Sunt un mare fript lasa`ma in pace!" Fix pla. Esti un mare fript, du`te dracu!Sau, esti un mare fript, descura`te. Esti un mare fript. punct.&lt;br /&gt;Am draci. Pe fripti. Pe unul in mod special. Dar ce sa ii si faci....ii fript....&lt;br /&gt;In curand am sa scriu o carte. Despre viata si alte cacaturi. Despre voi.&lt;br /&gt;Friptilor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-4601114274175221304?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/4601114274175221304/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=4601114274175221304' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4601114274175221304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4601114274175221304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/11/despre-fripti-si-alte-cacaturi.html' title='despre fripti si alte cacaturi....'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SwE_ErckpuI/AAAAAAAAAP4/F2tFFGK-WrQ/s72-c/P1040835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-6072288387984528746</id><published>2009-09-06T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T04:36:45.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Sibiul o arde cultural...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOek_PKQtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xDUR4rILLj0/s1600-h/P1080387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOek_PKQtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xDUR4rILLj0/s320/P1080387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378316738298004178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...dar nu de fiecare data ii reuseste. desi....uhm, nu sunt eu in masura sa comentez. doar ca...de la un  trio -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mikolaj Trzaska War Song Trio- &lt;/span&gt;ma asteptam sa fie un trio...adica, no,trei Doamne , da toti trei, nu fiecare pe filmu` lui. Asadar, &lt;a href="http://www.ronduldesibiu.ro/cultura/Doua-concerte-jazz,-preambul-festivalului-octombrie/"&gt;jazz`ul electronic&lt;/a&gt; nu`i pe gustul meu, desi nici partea asta n`am inteles-o prea bine....&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, ma fac eu mare....pana una alta, Doamne ajuta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-6072288387984528746?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/6072288387984528746/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=6072288387984528746' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6072288387984528746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6072288387984528746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/09/sibiul-o-arde-cultural.html' title='...Sibiul o arde cultural...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOek_PKQtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xDUR4rILLj0/s72-c/P1080387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-684656601956679775</id><published>2009-08-30T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T03:09:56.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>follow the bubbles,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SppP5V3Zc6I/AAAAAAAAANw/tgPYp_OFBaU/s1600-h/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SppP5V3Zc6I/AAAAAAAAANw/tgPYp_OFBaU/s320/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375696951760745378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put the jeep on the roof and smile again!Done!next?&lt;br /&gt;Cluj!&lt;br /&gt;din categoria numai eu stiu despre ce vorbesc si putin imi pasa ca altii nu,tutututut. Pam pam!&lt;br /&gt;Doamne ajuta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-684656601956679775?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/684656601956679775/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=684656601956679775' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/684656601956679775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/684656601956679775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/08/follow-bubbles.html' title='follow the bubbles,'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SppP5V3Zc6I/AAAAAAAAANw/tgPYp_OFBaU/s72-c/ist2_2470596-soap-bubbles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-7504574136660897356</id><published>2009-05-10T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T05:11:03.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Din categoria "idiotii zambesc, au fata umana..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SgbDcCT2z0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/lcrJ-VCaiXk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334165695090839362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SgbDcCT2z0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/lcrJ-VCaiXk/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am ajuns la concluzia ca jobul meu nu este foarte solicitant.nici macar fizic daca nu intelectual vorbind.si atunci imi ramane timp pentru a citi tot felu` -carti, reviste, pe net, depinde. saptamana asta am citit pe ceva site "cele mai ciudate reclamatii ale turistilor straini" .ceva de genu`. si scria acolo ca niste britanici au facut plangere la conducerea unui hotel din ce stiu ce statiune,fiind deranjati de"prea mult nisip pe plaja".Altii, tot britanici, se agitau din cauza faptului ca nimeni nu i-au anuntat ca in mare sunt pesti. In prima faza am zis ca o ard aia aiurea, ce tampenii mai scriu pe net din lipsa de alte activitati. Dar azi mi s-a spus, de data asta de catre conducere, ca in parcare este o "mizerie de nedescris" - m-am dus sa verific.Si m-am tot uitat.Si mizeria de nedescris lipsea cu desavarsire din punctul meu de vedere. pt ca mizeria de nedescris erau niste ace de brazi batuti de vant. pentru ca pensiunea este la munte. adica in padure. adica sunt brazi. si brazii au ace. asa cum plaja are nisip....Deci, se poate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;Am revenit. Salut cei mai fericiti oameni in viata.Si pe Ele si pe Nelu :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blumi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-7504574136660897356?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/7504574136660897356/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=7504574136660897356' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7504574136660897356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7504574136660897356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/05/din-categoria-idiotii-zambesc-au-fata.html' title='Din categoria &quot;idiotii zambesc, au fata umana...&quot;'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SgbDcCT2z0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/lcrJ-VCaiXk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-4943276467657792425</id><published>2009-03-10T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:15:16.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/Sba7uxNB9NI/AAAAAAAAALw/lTcP_8nlyuU/s1600-h/getTxtPic.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311639222686446802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/Sba7uxNB9NI/AAAAAAAAALw/lTcP_8nlyuU/s400/getTxtPic.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BJT! un nou film.alt decor.alti actori, ca tot am citit recent un post referitor la....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa-mi vand motorul sa plec in Africa la voluntariat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.drh-norway.org/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.drh-norway.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stie cineva ceva orice despre porgramul respectiv?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-4943276467657792425?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/4943276467657792425/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=4943276467657792425' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4943276467657792425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4943276467657792425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/03/bjt-un-nou-film.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/Sba7uxNB9NI/AAAAAAAAALw/lTcP_8nlyuU/s72-c/getTxtPic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-3901601542568566518</id><published>2009-02-20T14:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:33:02.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce nebunie....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SZ8vFFT6suI/AAAAAAAAALM/K6mOipyM-jM/s1600-h/Sunset2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305010650437300962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SZ8vFFT6suI/AAAAAAAAALM/K6mOipyM-jM/s400/Sunset2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;      ......music is everywhere.....all u have to listen...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-3901601542568566518?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/3901601542568566518/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=3901601542568566518' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/3901601542568566518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/3901601542568566518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/02/ce-nebunie.html' title='Ce nebunie....'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SZ8vFFT6suI/AAAAAAAAALM/K6mOipyM-jM/s72-c/Sunset2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-6561850128259049711</id><published>2009-02-05T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T02:48:00.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oficial,m-am hotarat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SYrD1Ru-1dI/AAAAAAAAALE/yKV34knXFm8/s1600-h/Cute_Babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SYrD1Ru-1dI/AAAAAAAAALE/yKV34knXFm8/s400/Cute_Babies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299263231615751634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu-mi place viata de om mare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta vida perra&lt;br /&gt;que oculta una condena&lt;br /&gt;nos obliga al tiempo&lt;br /&gt;perdemos la inocencia.&lt;br /&gt;El sabor amargo&lt;br /&gt;que deja esta condena&lt;br /&gt;no sentimos nunca&lt;br /&gt;de la misma manera.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero, no quiero crecer,&lt;br /&gt;no tener que pensar en ayer,&lt;br /&gt;olvidar que el mañana vendrá,&lt;br /&gt;saber que hoy es lo que dios nos da.&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero, no quiero crecer,&lt;br /&gt;no tener que pensar en ayer,&lt;br /&gt;olvidar que el mañana vendrá,&lt;br /&gt;saber que hoy es lo que dios nos da.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-6561850128259049711?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/6561850128259049711/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=6561850128259049711' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6561850128259049711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6561850128259049711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/02/oficialm-am-hotarat.html' title='oficial,m-am hotarat...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SYrD1Ru-1dI/AAAAAAAAALE/yKV34knXFm8/s72-c/Cute_Babies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-6585827441174283931</id><published>2009-02-02T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:01:28.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;Am observat ca lumea nu mai stie sa-si ceara scuze.sau pentru ce isi cer scuze.sau ce inseamna de fapt sa iti ceri scuze.pus si simplu, ideea de a cere scuze fata de cineva. Pe aici undeva ma includ si pe mine.Daca unii isi cer foarte lejer scuze, mie intotdeauna mi-a fost greu sa-mi cer scuze.Poate pentru ca stiam ca in moemntul ala trebuie sa imi asum responsabilitatea faptelor, trebuia sa renunt la acel "dar" care te scotea din kkt.mai mult sau mai putin. Acum lumea isi cere scuze la repezeala, fara sa stie exact pentru ce anume.Adica, ma gandesc eu asa, in momentul in care imi cer scuze, realizez ca, cumva , cuiva , i-am facut un rau.incepand de taximetristul pe care l-am chemat dar a carui comanda nu o sa o onorez si-l las sa astepte,sau unei receptionere unde am facut o rezervare dar la care din motive dependente sau nu de mine, nu o sa mai ajung - caci, de fapt aici vroiam sa ajung- pana la acea persoana draga pe care, uneori inevitabil o ranim, si un simplu "imi pare rau" dar sincer,o va face sa se simta mult mai bine. recunosc, cele 5 limbaje ale scuzelor - cartea - m-au facut oarecum sa vad cum sta treaba. dar nu foarte mult. de fapt, chiar mi-am dat seama ca multe lucruri le stiam. doar ca nu le puneam in practica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;uhm. m-am pierdut ...ideea era....ca nevoia de scuze este in fiecare, si ar trebui ca si cea de a cere scuze sa fie in aceasi masura. pentru ca toti suntem la un moment dat in ambele situatii...si ca sa revin la ideea initiala, atunci cand faci o rezervare , pe care nu o poti onora, anunta frate....anuleaz-o,fa ceva, unii oameni te asteapta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;in ultimul timp ma cam pierd in idei....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;uhm...mai sunt cateva persoane la care le datorez scuze....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-6585827441174283931?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/6585827441174283931/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=6585827441174283931' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6585827441174283931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6585827441174283931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/02/am-observat-ca-lumea-nu-mai-stie-sa-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-2884978479486254829</id><published>2009-01-25T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:21:51.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>si totusi....</title><content type='html'>...v-as trimite vederi din fiecare oras pe care l-as bantui....daca as avea curaj....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SXy7dZ2IaoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/CvPlD7VazsI/s1600-h/postcards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295313375709391490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SXy7dZ2IaoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/CvPlD7VazsI/s400/postcards.jpg" 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/6247845874519505862-2884978479486254829?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/2884978479486254829/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=2884978479486254829' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/2884978479486254829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/2884978479486254829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/01/si-totusi.html' title='si totusi....'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SXy7dZ2IaoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/CvPlD7VazsI/s72-c/postcards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-280004458120841744</id><published>2009-01-21T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:16:01.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smells like.....spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SXgL3lnJVHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Z64qyWSRCng/s1600-h/rt.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/_2alFp-EV0YE/SXgL3lnJVHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Z64qyWSRCng/s400/rt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293994411591029874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nu stiu altii cum sunt, dar se stie ca primavara eu iau deliru`. incepe bantuiala. oricum as spune. e primavara! Oh well, e ianuarie si am senzatia ca e primavara. Incepe nebunia...de...decizii. schimbare de job. prima zi :) . oarecum. nature freak.peisagistica. planuri de reconditionare a motorului. weeeei, ce dor imi e sa ma dau cu baza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;O agenda chiar face minuni!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hehe, primavara asta sper sa ma duca mai departe ....prin Brno mai exact hehe. Pana atunci ma mut in padure.si pana una alta, drum bun Uratu....si sa ne vedem cu bine.in Amsterdam anu` asta. Desi...Uratu e genul de persoana cu care te intalnesti intamplator, la locul si momentul potrivit....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;O primavara placuta va doresc                :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-280004458120841744?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/280004458120841744/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=280004458120841744' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/280004458120841744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/280004458120841744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2009/01/smells-likespring.html' title='Smells like.....spring!'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SXgL3lnJVHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Z64qyWSRCng/s72-c/rt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-5609482339237188632</id><published>2008-12-18T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:17:25.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Couse we are....NOT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SUph2318BPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K2XqjjWqinA/s1600-h/5XCVNU955043-02.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/_2alFp-EV0YE/SUph2318BPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K2XqjjWqinA/s400/5XCVNU955043-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281141108376339698" 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/6247845874519505862-5609482339237188632?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/5609482339237188632/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=5609482339237188632' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/5609482339237188632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/5609482339237188632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/12/couse-we-are.html' title='`Couse we are....NOT!!!'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SUph2318BPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/K2XqjjWqinA/s72-c/5XCVNU955043-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-3738415382292048230</id><published>2008-12-10T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:25.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we want the world and we want it nooooooooooooooowwww....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SUBNzAND3VI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7jTR8Yh_fio/s1600-h/P1050197.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/_2alFp-EV0YE/SUBNzAND3VI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7jTR8Yh_fio/s400/P1050197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278304301901667666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;...I want the world , and , yes, I want it now, please.Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;...ce ironic, de o luna ma hranesc la munca cu travel &amp;amp; living, u know, discovery travel &amp;amp; living, post Tv care reuseste performanta de a nu ma plictisi, atinge cam toate acele domenii care ma intereseaza.... prin grand designs, ca deh, aveam eu un film cum ca voi mai da la o facultate si anume....nevermind, while ure out, ca intodeuna mi-a suras ideea de a decora....chestii, Miami ink, asta i f tare , deci jur ca m-as tatua pe tot corpul, dar na, nu mama, n-am sa fac chestia asta :)) , si ma rog, printre altele, in principal ideea in sine de a bantui....pe bani,hehe... Ma rog, ironia era ca am vrut sa vad ceva pe siteul lor, ca banuiam eu asa ca au si un site, si, ori ma omoara pe mine tehnologia, ori Discovery Travel &amp;amp; Living nu au un site...al lor. da da, discovery are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;...ma rog... the point is...ca asa mi-as lua rucsacu`n spate....si as pleca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want MY world and I want it now, please. bloody.Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-3738415382292048230?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/3738415382292048230/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=3738415382292048230' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/3738415382292048230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/3738415382292048230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-want-world-and-we-want-it.html' title='we want the world and we want it nooooooooooooooowwww....'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SUBNzAND3VI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7jTR8Yh_fio/s72-c/P1050197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-1770715520014961693</id><published>2008-11-16T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:31:42.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SSEBgrgT0iI/AAAAAAAAAJc/C2RgNfjaYXs/s1600-h/Foto0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SSEBgrgT0iI/AAAAAAAAAJc/C2RgNfjaYXs/s400/Foto0147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269494699945873954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SSD_iBLQrDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/z0gMwzMbKm4/s1600-h/Pqqdbk332058-02.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/_2alFp-EV0YE/SSD_iBLQrDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/z0gMwzMbKm4/s400/Pqqdbk332058-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269492523919780914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ea e May.O stiti pe May.Da da, v-am mai spus de May.&lt;br /&gt;Well, May este.a fost, si va mai fi. De restu nu stiu ce sa zic....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-1770715520014961693?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/1770715520014961693/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=1770715520014961693' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/1770715520014961693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/1770715520014961693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/11/ea-e-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SSEBgrgT0iI/AAAAAAAAAJc/C2RgNfjaYXs/s72-c/Foto0147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-539924143888551281</id><published>2008-11-12T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:28:53.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SRsPVB6vTdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yrYdgbFYqbk/s1600-h/Image000000.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/_2alFp-EV0YE/SRsPVB6vTdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yrYdgbFYqbk/s400/Image000000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267821043106401746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luni, 3.11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"incercam pana merge cumva, nu?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ma enervezi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"asta-i farmecu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;da, pana la oarecare limita, :)). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cum era in cls a 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;eu incerc, el incearca,el/ea incearca, noi nu incercam, voi incercati, ei/ele incearca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marti, 4.11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;new job.lejeeerrr.lux chiar :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miercuri, 5.11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;se inaugureaza un nou principiu : planul ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joi, 6.11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;nostalgia motociclistului fara motor.....o vreme excelenta . da n-ai cu ce, n-ai cu ce :) dar ma fac eu mare....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vineri, 7.11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hingherim sau ne lasam hingheriti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Samabata, 8.11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"in orasul acesta , idiotii zambesc, au fata umana...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duminica, Luni , Marti, probabil miercuri, joi, vineri....blana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am chef de un Brasov....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simt o oarecare scarba fata de societate.Una noua.Si m-am plictisit iar. Si e frig ca dracu. Si totusi am copacii, mai trebuie doar casuta .... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;O seara excelenta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-539924143888551281?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/539924143888551281/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=539924143888551281' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/539924143888551281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/539924143888551281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/11/luni-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SRsPVB6vTdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yrYdgbFYqbk/s72-c/Image000000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-2465998989392657940</id><published>2008-11-02T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:09:36.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SQ4XDKd7n-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/N6qNlAbW6V4/s1600-h/Foto0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SQ4XDKd7n-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/N6qNlAbW6V4/s320/Foto0105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264170357559631842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiar ca e ciudata memoria selectiva a omului. si cred ca intr-adevar viata nu e ceea pe care ai trait-o ci cea pe care ti-o amintesti spre a povesti. si uite ce am gasit pe un oarecare blog :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; "Suferim deoarece ne imaginam ca dam mai mult decat primim.Suferim deoarece dragostea noastra nu este recunoscuta.Suferim pentru ca nu ne putem impune propriile noastre reguli.SUFERIM FARA ROST."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;foarte adevarat.trist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the strangest life Ive ever known.&lt;br /&gt;ma omoara tehnologia. ne omoara tehnologia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in alta ordine de idei, nu-mi mai caut locul, Im on the flow&lt;br /&gt;....all in all a fost un weekend ciudat.dar misto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va salut!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-2465998989392657940?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/2465998989392657940/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=2465998989392657940' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/2465998989392657940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/2465998989392657940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/11/chiar-ca-e-ciudata-memoria-selectiva.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SQ4XDKd7n-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/N6qNlAbW6V4/s72-c/Foto0105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-613509740029859305</id><published>2008-10-22T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:28:09.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SP9-wqOGHOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2wr_jqaKq3c/s1600-h/treehouse_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SP9-wqOGHOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2wr_jqaKq3c/s400/treehouse_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260062264224259298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imi doresc o casuta`n copac.&lt;br /&gt;aici ii gradina zoologica umana.&lt;br /&gt;horrorshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                              [ portocala mecanica ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-613509740029859305?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/613509740029859305/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=613509740029859305' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/613509740029859305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/613509740029859305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/10/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SP9-wqOGHOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2wr_jqaKq3c/s72-c/treehouse_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-8381113067648382562</id><published>2008-10-16T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:39:58.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colaj de ganduri random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SPfQW8yLb5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/xICEFZnAli8/s1600-h/Foto0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SPfQW8yLb5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/xICEFZnAli8/s320/Foto0134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257900182670634898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hello.Munti.Acum te simti ca acasa oriunde in lume!There`s no better way to fly.Accepta provocarea.e simplu,important e sa vrei.asa cum simti.Viata in padure.Povesti.Moment unic.Povestiri vesele si triste.Au si povestirile farmecul lor.plimbari.dincolo de cuvinte. exprima-te.There`s something.Pe drum.Born to be wild...Te ducem unde visezi.Zile si nopti de neuitat,Zambetul tau preferat.aer liber.Oameni mari.Provocari.sa-ti inveselim diminetile!prieteni si locuri noi.cand ti se pune pata.De ce ne enervam,ba?Copii elibereaza.Jucam pe mai multe fronturi!Nu, nu e doar un vis.Looking for you.Viata cu un idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si preferata mea: Atentie la vietile de plastilina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nani bun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-8381113067648382562?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/8381113067648382562/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=8381113067648382562' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/8381113067648382562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/8381113067648382562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/10/colaj-de-ganduri-random.html' title='Colaj de ganduri random...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SPfQW8yLb5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/xICEFZnAli8/s72-c/Foto0134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-2525435500979394177</id><published>2008-10-15T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:02:44.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>filme...</title><content type='html'>weeell, romaniacsu a fost un stres si o oboseala de care nu aveam nevoie.sec.nici nu are rost sa dezvlot subiectu`...dar am alta poveste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ori sunt eu un om foarte instabila psihic, ori anul asta totul este de la o extrema la alta.&lt;br /&gt;nu frate, anul asta nu credem in compromisuri, anul asta nu credem in cale de mijloc, anul asta nu lasam de la noi, anul asta nu punem suflet....&lt;br /&gt;pai bun ,da mie de nu mi-a zis nimeni nimic?&lt;br /&gt;mda, mi s-a mai spus ca sunt naiva, si-am ras.&lt;br /&gt;si rad, eu, rad, si chiar ii rasul  meu !!&lt;br /&gt;si rad si de data ca ce dracu sa si fac :)&lt;br /&gt;aaa, si anul asta totul este tragic. stii ce zic? anul asta o cearta cu parintii -te muti cu cortu daca trebuie. o cearta cu un el /ea, te-arunci cu parasuta de pe bloc!&lt;br /&gt;Ceee, nu te baga in seama? ii tai mana cu care-si face ...treaba. ca deh, we are the lizard kings, we can do anthing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[am vazut o soparla saptamana trecuta la palti, am prins-o si m-am jucat cu ea... am vrut sa o iau acasa.......dar nu nu ...nu ma lasa inima...]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da` serios, anul asta parca fiecare dintre prietenii mei,[implicit eu],  a avut perioada lui de retardare, ma rog, noi ii spunem mai frumos, schimbare. dar cate schimbari sa tot ai? adica de cate ori ne retardam ?:))&lt;br /&gt;adica, cand incepi sa urci incet, frumos, ca un om normal,stii, de ala care nu pipa, nu bea, nu f*te, nu nimic, nu gafaie cand urca dealu`, stii, ala care face creasta saptamanal, nici o treaba, soare, frumos, super peisaj, si la un moment dat poc-buf-puf-au.dgf-sffg-boom!! auci! no unde sunt?bezna......hopa.....luminita! bun.....here we go again....ne cataram de data asta, cu grija, aaaaaaa,ia uite iar soarele, hmmmm, vorba aia,  I feel the sun in the trees, I feel the psychedelic breeze....weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeiiii BJT-poc-buf-puf-fhdf-dfsfg!!! AUCi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plm! no hai, SUS, hai ca mai merge odata, ca deh, vba aia cu soparla, no sus, alegi una bucata carare si mergi ...si mergi... si mergi.Uhm.incepi sa te uiti in jos, observi ca ai urcat ceva!yupppy, te uiti in jur, si vezi cum incet incet se materializeaza lumea AIA, nu oricare, AIA! Yeeey, mai urci, mai urci, tot urci.Party party time! el, ea, ele, ei , noi , voi ,toti party party, pe unii i-ai uitat pe drum, dar na, nu au tinut pasu` asta este, FIECARE CU RITMUL LUI nu ? ca nu credem in compromisuri, nu nu, nu in lumea asta. so, party party then, hehe. si toata lumea rade, bea, pipa, f*te, cante , danseaza, ca deh, doar sunt in varf, nu mai tre` sa urce, si deci, beau, pipa, f*t-mai la propriu, mai la figurat, happy happy, joy joy, pana cand.......................................................... . BJT!&lt;br /&gt;.....................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;Ceata. liniste....prea liniste.unde`s restu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....................&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;un puternic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cutremur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  s-a produs la ora x în data de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; cu efecte devastatoare asupra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rom%C3%A2nia" title="România"&gt;lumii lor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. A avut o intensitate de x,y grade pe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scara richter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;şi a făcut în timp de circa z  secunde, xyz victime....[am o facultate care-mi permite;)) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; iar pe fundal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;....se face praf lumea....se face praf lumea, lumea mea se face praf....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mmmm.....oki then , and now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oare cati dintre ei au rezistat?oare cati dintre ai l-au simtit? oare cati dintre ei erau in acelasi film?  oare cati erau in filmu meu....? aaaaaaaaaa.....era cineva in filmu meu?&lt;br /&gt;echo! echo! echo! AHA!&lt;br /&gt;Phfiiuuuu...&lt;br /&gt;......si se ia una bucata suflet de pe jos, se sterge bine de urme si se merge mai departe ....&lt;br /&gt;in padurea de molizi :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people, Im back!&lt;br /&gt;Un weekend la Oasa face minuni ;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whhhaaaaaattttt, v-am spus ca-mi place sa aberez.....receala e de vina. ;) .virulul african hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salut cei mai fripti dintre fripti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-2525435500979394177?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/2525435500979394177/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=2525435500979394177' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/2525435500979394177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/2525435500979394177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/10/filme.html' title='filme...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-7515429354731769288</id><published>2008-09-11T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T04:29:40.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I`m happy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SMj7W9uKWPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LfuHamj7ENU/s1600-h/1184-droopy-msn-background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SMj7W9uKWPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LfuHamj7ENU/s200/1184-droopy-msn-background.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244718138016815346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi hi , sunt mandra de mine ca am evitat un posibil conflict cu mama,adica ceea ce ar fi putut fi o cearta urata daca reactionam .....cum as fi reactionat daca ....nu eram asa bine dispusa, sa zicem....un buchet de flori la locul si momentul potrivit , uneori face minuni haha. Si sunt happy ca maine incepe nebuniaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, Romaniacsul, hehe , o saptamana de delir, de motoare, de dealuri, de red bull, de oameni faini :D.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unele dimineti sunt pur si simplu geniale, perfect weather, perfect coffee, perfect people....all u need for a great day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restu` e al meu ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Don`t u hate that?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Hate what?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-I don't know. That's a good question.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-7515429354731769288?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/7515429354731769288/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=7515429354731769288' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7515429354731769288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7515429354731769288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-happy.html' title='I`m happy....'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SMj7W9uKWPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LfuHamj7ENU/s72-c/1184-droopy-msn-background.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-4612263886888216293</id><published>2008-09-08T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T03:43:01.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SMWw9Y0R6UI/AAAAAAAAAEc/c669czgrR8s/s1600-h/DSC05332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SMWw9Y0R6UI/AAAAAAAAAEc/c669czgrR8s/s400/DSC05332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243791909823048002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-era asa de dor de o ploaie de aia puternica, de parca cineva de straduieste sa comunice cu tine, iti atrage atentia prin fulgere si tunete si totodata te linisteste.In seara asta am savurat ploaia cum n-am mai facut-o demult....si parca m-a inundat o linistit sufleteasca ...hehe,v-am spus eu ca imi va fi bine ....nu mai sunt trista. :D. si cu ai mei e chiar ok. Bine, nu ii vad eu foarte mult, dar e oki. Am masina...hehehe. A! si am si gume noi la Uju hihi!&lt;br /&gt;Revenind la ploaie....Imi place sa adorm pe ploaie...de cand am vazut August Rush aud muzica... Si azi Maria a zdranganit la chitara pe fundal....in sfarsit.....Abia asteptam momentu ala sa ia dracu chitara aia sa cante un pic....ma bucur ca a facut-o noaptea asta....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si sa nu uit La multi ani Picu-picu !!&lt;br /&gt;Picu picu ii un om fain. Calm. Cald.Vesel.Picu picu nu se supara pe mine ca-l tot bazai cu tot felu de intrebari stupide. Si-mi face vizite la cafele.Si imparte cu mine Luckyurile lui. Si povesteste fain. Si rade fain!Si il cam duce capu pe el asa.Da da , e destept Picu Picu !Si mi-e drag de el! Si nu nu , nu scriu astea ca stiu ca va citi candva....(hahaha. Razi tu razi Picu picu). La multi ani prietene! Sa ne traiesti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later edit : Picu ii genial! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-4612263886888216293?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/4612263886888216293/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=4612263886888216293' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4612263886888216293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4612263886888216293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/09/mi-era-asa-de-dor-de-o-ploaie-de-aia.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SMWw9Y0R6UI/AAAAAAAAAEc/c669czgrR8s/s72-c/DSC05332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-4252511849669992177</id><published>2008-09-06T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T05:04:07.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BJT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SMJxf2X0qxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/J8vd7bgOWuU/s1600-h/P1040835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SMJxf2X0qxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/J8vd7bgOWuU/s400/P1040835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242877708197997330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Sunt trista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunt trista pentru ca undeva, candva am gresit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunt trista pentru ca nu am stiut sa tac atunci cand a trebuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunt trista pentru ca nu am stiut sa ascult atunci cand a trebuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunt trista pentru ca uneori orgoliul ma impinge sa fac lucruri care in mod normal nu le-as face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunt trista ca nu stiu sa spun imi pare rau atunci cand simt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunt trista pentru ca uneori sunt prea impulsiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunt trista pentru ca.Si atat. Sunt trista. Si mi-as fi dorit sa nu fiu trista. Si sa nu fie trist. Si sa nu fim tristi. Si nici ei sa nu fie tristi. Si nimic nu-i intamplator. Si mi-e frica. Si daca am stricat tot , atunci o sa fiu in continuare trista.....pana la un moment dat.Trist. And here we go again...aka...povestea merge mai departe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deci,ce am invatat azi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atunci cand tre` sa taci, taci!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atunci cand trebuie sa asculti, asculta! Atunci cand iti pare rau, spune-o, s-ar putea ca cel de langa tine sa nu stie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atunci cand stii ca-i cazul, lasa dracu orgoliul....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A!Si vorba aia, nemultumitului i se ia darul....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si cel mai trist e ca nu ii prima oara cand imi dau cu capul!Poc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no need to aruge anymore&lt;br /&gt;I gave all I could&lt;br /&gt;But it left me so sore&lt;br /&gt;And the thing that makes me mad&lt;br /&gt;Is the one thing that I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew, I knew, I’d lose you&lt;br /&gt;You’ll always be special to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember all the&lt;br /&gt;Things we once shared&lt;br /&gt;Watching tv movies on&lt;br /&gt;The living room armchair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they say it will work out fine&lt;br /&gt;Was it all a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;Cause I knew, I knew, I’d lose you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll always be special to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I forget in time&lt;br /&gt;You said I was on your mind&lt;br /&gt;There’s no need to argue&lt;br /&gt;No need to argue anymore&lt;br /&gt;There’s no need to argue anymore&lt;br /&gt;Special&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-4252511849669992177?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/4252511849669992177/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=4252511849669992177' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4252511849669992177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/4252511849669992177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/09/bjt.html' title='BJT!'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SMJxf2X0qxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/J8vd7bgOWuU/s72-c/P1040835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-1507293780252901334</id><published>2008-09-01T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:42:04.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I see the sun in the trees and I feel the psychedelic breeze...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SLub4V9pONI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JY5FadrWmkY/s1600-h/greblesti+02.08.2008+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SLub4V9pONI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JY5FadrWmkY/s400/greblesti+02.08.2008+172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240953983646382290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SLubiEPNWDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/31VPWBuvszc/s1600-h/J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SLubiEPNWDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/31VPWBuvszc/s400/J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240953600931092530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Ce ti-i si cu viata asta ....acum ceva timp, mult timp sustineam sus si tare ca mie nu mi-e frica de nimic, ....si in mare masura nu imi era, nu m-am agitat niciodata din cauza unei schimbari, din cauza unor oameni mai mult sau mai putin dubiosi din viata mea, nu mi-a fost frica de mine, nici de el, nici de o ea, le luam toate asa cum erau, in deliru` meu....si imi era bine. Daaaaaarrrr, pentru ca,la fel ca si clima care a luat-o razna, si eu ma manifest altfel pe masura ce trece timpul....si poate, da, chiar m-am maturizat ....hehe.Acum depinde de fiecare cum priveste maturizarea.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru prima oara mi-e frica. Vorba aia, mi-e frica de ma cac pe mine.Anul asta a adus asa de multe schimbari, a fost un an atat de plin, trait la o intensitate aproape maxima, un continuu delir, am bantuit o gramada, am legat prietenii speciale, am reluat alte legaturi, am rupt legaturi ce trebuiau de mult rupte....a fost un an f fain...si inca nu e gata, clar. Daaaaaaaaaaaaarrrr, simt o schimbare decisiva la un moment dat, care ma sperie. Si venirea alor mei este o schimbare. Mare.Apartamentu meu a fost un adevarat hostel ultimele luni.Si m-am obisnuit cu prieteni in casa. Sau cu straini.By the way, hospitalityclub.org e foarte tare-ai ocazia sa cunosti o gramada de oameni faini.Si o sa simt lipsa la toate astea....dar in acelasi timp simt lipsa unei familii...Ce ii cel mai ciudat e ca nu am un sentiment naspa ca vin ai mei,ca alta data, mi-e dor de ei, si stiu ca era cazul sa se intoarca....&lt;br /&gt;Dar o sa fie ca dracu de ciudat. Dar inca o data, a enshpea mia oara, ceva imi spune ca o sa fie bine. Si ca o sa se termine cu bine...;).&lt;br /&gt;Ar mai fi de aberat despre un el ....dar asta tin pentru mine....hehe.;)&lt;br /&gt;Mai vreau totusi un picutz de vara ....:)&lt;br /&gt;Desi wannabe planuri pentru iarna sunt destule, si sunt mai mult decat oki.          Trebuie sa ajung(em) in Spania.:))&lt;br /&gt;Peste 2 saptamani incepe Romaniacsul.&lt;br /&gt;Adica http://www.redbullromaniacs.com/ . Hehe! O sa fie nebunie!!!!Si dupa aia probabil un ultim weekend in vama....&lt;br /&gt;Pana atunci....munca.In toate sensurile posibile :))&lt;br /&gt;Salut cei mai fericiti oameni in viata !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.Cine ar vrea sa adopte un cutzu mic si frumos sebeshean?:)) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-1507293780252901334?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/1507293780252901334/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=1507293780252901334' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/1507293780252901334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/1507293780252901334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/09/ce-ti-i-si-cu-viata-asta.html' title='I see the sun in the trees and I feel the psychedelic breeze...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SLub4V9pONI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JY5FadrWmkY/s72-c/greblesti+02.08.2008+172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-5572993326122474802</id><published>2008-08-22T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:51:13.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>despre culoare, forme si dimensiuni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SK9C1aS9GvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/G6ODue4-Rbo/s1600-h/FoodColours-YeeLaiYingS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SK9C1aS9GvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/G6ODue4-Rbo/s400/FoodColours-YeeLaiYingS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237478377014500082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stiati ca :&lt;br /&gt;imi place sa aberez?:))&lt;br /&gt;cum zicea, un mare fript haha, si  anume...This is the strangest life Ive ever known....&lt;br /&gt;oh well, indeed...cadem si ne ridicam, incercam sa zburam in ciuda faptului ca ni se tot repeta ca nu se poate...&lt;br /&gt;ma bucur ca am in jurul meu oameni care nu ar da pentru nimic in lume anumite momente mici dar totusi mari, acele detalii care ne coloreza viata si pe noi insine, acele dimineti sick, acele focuri, toate cafelele baute savurand o poveste in fundal, toate acele clipe, care pentru toti sunt cele mai cu fond forme fara fond...&lt;br /&gt;asa ca , acelasi fript  spunea...take is easy baby, take it as it comes....&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, vorba unui alt geniu, de data asta in viata.... "am o facultate care-mi permite" sa spun ca e nevoie doar de un efort minim....restul vine de la sine....;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu esti oare cel  mai bogat om atunci cand te bucuri pana la lacrimi de cea mai ieftina bicicleta din targul de vechituri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will ride on my bicycle, I ride thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;As I'm riding on my tricycle, I ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the sun in the trees, and I feel the psychedelic breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egesegedre!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-5572993326122474802?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/5572993326122474802/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=5572993326122474802' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/5572993326122474802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/5572993326122474802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/08/despre-culoare-forme-si-dimensiuni.html' title='despre culoare, forme si dimensiuni'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SK9C1aS9GvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/G6ODue4-Rbo/s72-c/FoodColours-YeeLaiYingS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-6958753989312872670</id><published>2008-08-15T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:55:51.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La multi ani MAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKU0CTJHcEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qDY4EySV9dI/s1600-h/P1050738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKU0CTJHcEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qDY4EySV9dI/s400/P1050738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234647355990962242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKUzzb8rCRI/AAAAAAAAADs/dkz49VFcaRk/s1600-h/P1050737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKUzzb8rCRI/AAAAAAAAADs/dkz49VFcaRk/s400/P1050737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234647100656650514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;May este un copil genial.&lt;br /&gt;May este o maaare fripta!&lt;br /&gt;May stie cand si cum sa imbratiseze oamenii.&lt;br /&gt;May stie sa zambeasca sincer.&lt;br /&gt;May e destul de cu picioarele pe pamant incat sa-si permita sa fie cu capul in nori,&lt;br /&gt;May este constiinta mea.&lt;br /&gt;May stie sa asculte.&lt;br /&gt;May intelege.&lt;br /&gt;May ma intelege.&lt;br /&gt;May ma suporta de ani de zile.&lt;br /&gt;May este o persoana cu care poti locui o vesnicie.&lt;br /&gt;May e nebuna.&lt;br /&gt;May e singura persoana care cade de enshpe mii de ori pe loc drept si nu numai si nu pateste nimic.&lt;br /&gt;May e singura persoana care o stiu ca a incercat sa zboare :)). (nu a reusit dar nu si-a pierdut speranta).&lt;br /&gt;May e cartea mea de istorie.&lt;br /&gt;May te ajuta de fiecare data neconditionat.&lt;br /&gt;May e incapabila sa faca rau.&lt;br /&gt;May e May zece min :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May e May si o iubesc!!!La multi ani fripto!!!!Iti doresc sa-ti traiesti fiecare vis la intensitate maxima!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKUzjb9CTQI/AAAAAAAAADk/0DiW2OkHiVY/s1600-h/IMuyiyuiG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKUzjb9CTQI/AAAAAAAAADk/0DiW2OkHiVY/s400/IMuyiyuiG_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234646825780268290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKUzQ4xyGHI/AAAAAAAAADc/CikikCkwN2E/s1600-h/may.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKUzQ4xyGHI/AAAAAAAAADc/CikikCkwN2E/s400/may.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234646507100182642" 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/6247845874519505862-6958753989312872670?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/6958753989312872670/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=6958753989312872670' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6958753989312872670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6958753989312872670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-multi-ani-may.html' title='La multi ani MAY!!!'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKU0CTJHcEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qDY4EySV9dI/s72-c/P1050738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-6984712192944016673</id><published>2008-08-14T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T04:32:38.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uhm....cred ca m-am cam ...asa....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKQWusWfCUI/AAAAAAAAACs/tbGycLXNpCc/s1600-h/Marea-Neagra-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKQWusWfCUI/AAAAAAAAACs/tbGycLXNpCc/s320/Marea-Neagra-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234333658346621250" 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/6247845874519505862-6984712192944016673?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/6984712192944016673/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=6984712192944016673' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6984712192944016673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/6984712192944016673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/08/strange-feeling.html' title='Strange feeling'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SKQWusWfCUI/AAAAAAAAACs/tbGycLXNpCc/s72-c/Marea-Neagra-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-7103531552865723114</id><published>2008-07-31T02:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:48:38.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SJGC1Wz69QI/AAAAAAAAACk/kQIbzjGkKLI/s1600-h/IMGP0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SJGC1Wz69QI/AAAAAAAAACk/kQIbzjGkKLI/s320/IMGP0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229104495521887490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oficial, weekendul incepe joia,cu un mic training in Brasov, apoi o bere, doua, trei in The Jack , ca de`, The Jack a fost, the Jack ramane, impreuna cu un urat, un cristi initial sictirit,si o mana de sibieni cu multa voie buna.....si se termina undeva in timpul saptamanii....de data asta martea.si totodata un weekend in vama inseamna implicit si o noapte pe plaja de la Corbu - o plaja momentan pustie, foarte foarte faina, unde poti face baie printre tot felu` de animalutze gen crabi mici si mari, cert e ca multi, melci, meduze si pestisori, intr-o apa mai clara ca cea de la robinetul bucurestenilor, ;)), cu pietre dubioase si multe multe multe scoici albe,de alea ce nu le gasesti in vama :) - o vizita a muzeului de istorie din Cta, a Moscheei si a Mozaicului roman,cu cei mai ghizi dintre ghizi, arheologi pe deasupra, si apoi o noapte pe malul Dunarii, la Capidava, ceea ce este un sit arheologic, la un foc mare mare si-o poveste....Si povestea merge mai departe,cu  *un weekend la munte,la Greblesti, la un posibil  festival in Sf.Gheorghe, inca o portie de Capidava,ca tre` sa-mi iau matza de acolo,un weekend in Budapesta, and so on.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*sunt in stadiul de idei,nu raspund pentru schimbarile bruste de directii, nu credem in planuri bine stabilite....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-7103531552865723114?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/7103531552865723114/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=7103531552865723114' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7103531552865723114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/7103531552865723114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/07/oficial-weekendul-incepe-joiacu-un-mic.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SJGC1Wz69QI/AAAAAAAAACk/kQIbzjGkKLI/s72-c/IMGP0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-999981583555706166</id><published>2008-07-21T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:48:38.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trai pentru a-ti povesti viata...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SITCSvyvH3I/AAAAAAAAACc/DfT7v_VG96A/s1600-h/P1180227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SITCSvyvH3I/AAAAAAAAACc/DfT7v_VG96A/s320/P1180227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225515094979321714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viata nu este cea pe care ai tarit-o, ci aceea pe care ti-o amintesti si cum ti-o amintesti spre a povesti. G.G.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Povestea merge mai departe... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-999981583555706166?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/999981583555706166/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=999981583555706166' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/999981583555706166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/999981583555706166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/07/trai-pentru-ti-povesti-viata.html' title='A trai pentru a-ti povesti viata...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SITCSvyvH3I/AAAAAAAAACc/DfT7v_VG96A/s72-c/P1180227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-3154497153812906028</id><published>2008-07-17T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:48:38.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SH9ERKvH2iI/AAAAAAAAACM/RLNQPJFHWP0/s1600-h/Cotton+-+Chocolate+Flower+Power.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SH9ERKvH2iI/AAAAAAAAACM/RLNQPJFHWP0/s320/Cotton+-+Chocolate+Flower+Power.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223969154503531042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Time to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Time to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Time to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Time to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Takes it easy, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Take it as it comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Dont move too fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;If you want your love to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Oh, youve been movin much too fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;anul asta chiar e unul al schimbarilor. dupa cum a spus si un geniu in viata :)) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;in mai putin de 1 luna vin ai mei. i mean se intorc acasa. de tot :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;mi-au cam spart toate filmele ce-i drept....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;dar e ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Am salvat fluturasul de ieri. era inca in bucataria mea. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Si  un el drag mie a dat un semn, dupa muuuuult timp , hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Si am pictat. pe pereti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Si ma duc la munte in weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Si baza-i baza :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Si v-am spus ca am steaua mea?:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;Awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt; Shake dreams from your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt; my pretty child, my sweet one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt; Choose the day and choose the sign of your day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt; the day's divinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt; First thing you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-3154497153812906028?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/3154497153812906028/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=3154497153812906028' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/3154497153812906028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/3154497153812906028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/07/time-to-live-time-to-lie-time-to-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SH9ERKvH2iI/AAAAAAAAACM/RLNQPJFHWP0/s72-c/Cotton+-+Chocolate+Flower+Power.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-5340046350520693398</id><published>2008-07-17T06:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:48:39.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SH9D87VZIQI/AAAAAAAAACE/G0JtzjtL8B0/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SH9D87VZIQI/AAAAAAAAACE/G0JtzjtL8B0/s320/peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223968806771695874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dupa zambet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m-am trezit azi dimineata cu un fluturas in bucatarie :)..si afara ploua.dap, ploaia aia de vara de care imi era dor....mi se duce pielea de pe nas.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cum recunosti un om fain?&lt;br /&gt;dupa zambet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in ideea ca fiecare are ceva de spus, de scris....am revenit.&lt;br /&gt;Salut cei mai fericiti oameni in viata !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-5340046350520693398?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/5340046350520693398/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=5340046350520693398' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/5340046350520693398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/5340046350520693398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/07/dupa-zambet.html' title=''/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SH9D87VZIQI/AAAAAAAAACE/G0JtzjtL8B0/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247845874519505862.post-2000782164045837927</id><published>2008-07-17T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:48:39.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waitnig for the sun ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SH9A4yP61lI/AAAAAAAAAB8/W2up5U8oJgs/s1600-h/Martin000X+Hippie_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SH9A4yP61lI/AAAAAAAAAB8/W2up5U8oJgs/s320/Martin000X+Hippie_t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223965437078459986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A wave hello...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;in ideea ca , nimic nu-i intamplator, ma gandesc cat de ciudata-i viata, de ce atunci cand nu e nimic, nu apare nimic.... iar dintr-o data apar toate cele... :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;mda.... aberez. si-mi place. si am un loc al meu unde sa fac asta . hehe.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;oficial am marea mea....pictata pe pereti....:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;urmeaza si muntii....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;pana atunci....zambim.eu, el, ele, noi...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Salut cei mai fericiti oameni in viata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6247845874519505862-2000782164045837927?l=lumi-blumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/feeds/2000782164045837927/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6247845874519505862&amp;postID=2000782164045837927' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/2000782164045837927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6247845874519505862/posts/default/2000782164045837927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lumi-blumi.blogspot.com/2008/07/waitnig-for-sun.html' title='Waitnig for the sun ...'/><author><name>Blumi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06857938709012923829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SqOvPNXCgTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fXpozzNkLN8/S220/DSCN1201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2alFp-EV0YE/SH9A4yP61lI/AAAAAAAAAB8/W2up5U8oJgs/s72-c/Martin000X+Hippie_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
