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 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cu ei si mii de soapte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pe care eu le-aud in zbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cand ochii mi-i inchid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nu pot sa cred ca imi e dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Desi tu esti aproape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Am vrut o clipa sa te-ating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In visul de-asta noapte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dar stai! Acum tu esti aici…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sa nu mai pleci departe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ramai pana visez din nou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Poate asa-i mai bine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Si cand ma voi trezi din somn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tu chiar sa fii cu mine…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Visez din nou ca esti aici,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Te simt tot mai aproape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Deschid ochii,tu te ridici&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Si ma alinti cu soapte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“N-o sa mai plec,aici raman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In brate-mi sa te-arunci”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ca eu din nou sa ma scufund&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;In ochii verzi,frumosi,adanci…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-375631730823040204?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/375631730823040204/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2011/04/doar-ochii.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/375631730823040204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/375631730823040204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2011/04/doar-ochii.html' title='Doar ochii...'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-2825709719053338495</id><published>2010-10-15T13:55:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T14:32:44.383+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deci??? Sa risc???</title><content type='html'>Dezamagire....Ce?Vi se pare cunoscut cuvantul?&lt;br /&gt;  Sunt sigura ca da.Adica,sa fim seriosi....cine nu a fost dezamagit macar o data???&lt;br /&gt;  Okie,acum nu vorbesc despre orice,ci despre dragoste.....Dragostea asta....ce ne-am face fara ea?Sau ce ne facem cu ea?Nici cei mai mari oameni de stiinta ai pamantului nu au reusit sa o desluseasca.&lt;br /&gt;  Nici nu incerc sa fac asta.Vreau doar sa-mi dau si eu seama odata pentru totdeauna cand merita sa te lasi purtat de val si cand merita sa risti???Cand stii cu siguranta ca se merita??&lt;br /&gt;  Cu totii gasim o persoana de care ne indragostim si consideram ca este persoana vietii noastre.Si peste foarte putin timp ne dam seama ca nu este asa.....sau dupa destul de mult timp.Atunci e mai trist.Deci,intr-un final,ramanem dezamagiti.&lt;br /&gt;  Apoi gasim pe altcineva,la fel...si putem continua sirul la nesfarsit....acuma depinde si de persoana.&lt;br /&gt;  Ideea este,de ce tot riscam??Si de ce tot cadem in plasa dragostei??De ce unii nu se invata  minte??Oare noi ce invatam de la fiecare relatie in parte,daca nu invatam sa nu mai speram la dragostea nesfarsita???&lt;br /&gt;  Ne zicem:"De data asta se merita....trebuie sa ma las purtata de val".Yeah,right!&lt;br /&gt;  Mare greseala....&lt;br /&gt;  Oricum,ideea este:Hai sa lasam visele si sa revenim la realitate.Doar cand esti ferm convins ca cineva merita,doar atunci fa pasul de a risca.Daca nu,scoate munitia la inaintare....Asa e cel mai bine.Trust me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-2825709719053338495?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/2825709719053338495/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2010/10/deci-sa-risc.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/2825709719053338495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/2825709719053338495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2010/10/deci-sa-risc.html' title='Deci??? Sa risc???'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-449435839129736861</id><published>2010-06-17T14:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T14:40:31.190+03:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Stau de multe ori sa ma gandesc la trecut si ceea ce vad nu este tocmai "roz"....dintr-un punct de vedere,normal.Am aproape 20 de ani si pot spune ca am invatat destule de la viata pana acum.Nu spun ca am avut o viata grea,pentru ca am facut cam ceea ce am vrut si am realizat aproape tot ce mi-am propus......Dar dintr-un punct de vedere a fost mai greu:dragostea...  Suna ciudat,stiu,pentru ca sunt inca tanara si multi se gandesc:"Cat de mult a putut suferii pana la varsta asta?"  Cu retinere spun ca am un mare defect....sau am avut.Ma atasez foarte repede de persoanele care intra in viata mea.Si asta a fost si greseala mea majora pana acum.As putea spune ca m-am indragostit de la varsta de 11 ani.Bine,"indragostit" e cam mult zis....Dar asa credeam eu.  De atunci pana recent am fost dezamagita in toate felurile posibile,de baieti de toate genurile....Dar acum am ajuns in punctul in care le multumesc, le multumesc enorm....atat baietilor care m-au facut sa sufar, dar si tuturor relelor pe care le-am intalnit in viata pana acum, dar si tuturor oamenilor care m-au dezamagit....Le sunt recunoscatoare...De ce???Pentru ca toate astea m-au invatat foarte multe,dar mai ales m-au adus la EL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;L-am intalnit atunci cand mai putin ma asteptam, si vreau sa va spun ca am fost prieteni foarte buni....Probabil ca asta este motivul pentru care ne-am apropiat atat de mult.A fost alaturi de mine cand am trecut prin momente foarte grele, ma facea sa rad, ma facea sa ma simt protejata, ma ajuta sa merg mai departe, imi ridica moralul atunci cand simteam ca nu mai pot.....Efectiv mi-a dat pofta de viata din nou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nu m-am gandit nici o clipa ca ar putea fi alceva intre noi, dar s-a dovedit ca defapt eram facuti unul pentru altul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sentimentul pe care l-am avut in momentul in care m-a sarutat pentru prima oara a fost de siguranta.De asta aveam nevoie pe atunci.Cand ma strangea in brate simteam ca nimeni nu ma mai poate rani, ca nimic nu-mi poate face rau.Dar a fost totusi o perioada destul de lunga in care m-am temut.Ma temeam in fiecare secunda ca o sa ajung de unde-am plecat.Am incercat din rasputeri sa nu ma atasez prea tare.Dar era imposibil, si nu numai din motivul ca asta este firea mea, dar el insusi era adorabil....Imi facea cadouri, faceam alaturi de el lucruri care nu le mai facusem vreo-data, radeam foarte mult, vorbeam despre orice si oriunde....efeciv ramasese prietenul meu,numai ca la un alt nivel....Puteam spune ca am si un prieten si un iubit in acelas timp,pentru ca incetul cu incetul, inevitabilul a avut loc....Ma indragostisem si nu mai aveam cale de intoarcere....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Partea proasta era ca frica nu disparuse.....Zi de zi sufeream la gandul ca il voi pierde si pe el....Eram irascibila,ma comportam urat,eram distanta,tocmai din acest motiv....Dar el m-a inteles in fiecare secunda, si a fost alaturi de mine indiferent cat de insuportabila eram,iar asta mi-a dat de gandit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Am invatat sa iubesc ca sa fiu iubit" spune O.Paler intr-una dintre fabuloasele lui opere.Octavian Paler este un scriitor in zodia rac.De ce ar conta asta?Pentru ca ,daca as fi la fel de talentata ca el, operele mele s-ar asemana mult cu ale sale...este vocea gandurilor si sentimentelor mele.De multe dintre ele nu eram inca constienta....Si atunci mi-am dat seama ce este de facut.Trebuie sa iubesc pentru a fi iubita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lasandu-ma prada sentimentelor mele a fost cel mai bun lucru pe care l-am facut pana acum..Asa am simtit si eu ca traiesc, am simtit ca iubesc si mai ales am simtit ca sunt iubita, ceea ce era o premiera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Maine,in data de 18, implinim 5 luni de relatie.Nu pare mult, dar pentru mine este enorm, mai ales ca ultimele 5 luni au format cea mai frumoasa perioada din ultimii 20 de ani.Am avut parte de fericire din ambundenta, cateodata nervi si suparare, de zambet si romantism, de intelegere si certuri din nimic, de jocuri si de seriozitate, de implinire sufleteasca si de siguranta, de lacrimi si batai puternice de inima....am avut parte de orice, dar mai ales de iubire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Am invatat multe, si am facut foarte multe, dar important este ca am gasit in inima mea curajul de a spune TE IUBESC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-449435839129736861?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/449435839129736861/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2010/06/love.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/449435839129736861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/449435839129736861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2010/06/love.html' title='L.O.V.E.'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-2843454479148772822</id><published>2010-04-10T15:40:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T15:51:07.331+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio Dj.Biz</title><content type='html'>Ei bine...nu mai este chiar nou,pentru ca avem vreo 2 luni de viata,dar tot uniQue este.&lt;br /&gt;  Radio Dj.biz si-a inceput cariera in plin de acum o luna,cand 6 tineri:Razvan Stroe,Bogdan Nistor,Vibroponique,Costel Anghel,Dj Xanax si eu(Anca Hodoreanu) au dat startul in adevaratul sens al cuvantului la o noua revolutie:revolutie a muzicii.&lt;br /&gt;  Cu ceva emotii,dar cu stapanire de sine ne-am pus microfonul la gura si am inceput sa vorbim...nu asa,toti de-odata,ci avem un program,normal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;de luni pana vineri de la ora 13-Vibrophonique&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;de la ora 15-Fun Room cu Costel Anghel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;de la ora 17-Voice On cu razvan Stroe si Bogdan Nistor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;de la ora 19-Glamour Secrets cu Anca Hodoreanu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;de la ora21-House Addicted cu Bogdan Nistor si Razvan Stroe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;de la ora 22(zilnic de aceasta data)-Audio Elements cu Dj Xanax&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   Multa multe distractie,pentru ca la noi,e party all the time,si numai party people pot sa tina pasul cu noi....Dj-ii cei mai cunoscuti isi fac aparitia la noi in difuzoare in fiecare seara la Audio Elements,retransmisii live din Glamour Lounge din Brasov,poze multe poze cu voi,cu noi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Cam asta va asteapta de acum in colo pe &lt;a href="http://www.radiodj.biz/"&gt;www.radiodj.biz&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-2843454479148772822?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/2843454479148772822/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2010/04/radio-djbiz.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/2843454479148772822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/2843454479148772822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2010/04/radio-djbiz.html' title='Radio Dj.Biz'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-4379843063281338925</id><published>2010-02-27T13:36:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:51:12.619+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ceva nou....si UNIQUE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.radiodj.biz"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ma uitam pe saracutul meu blog si am observat ca a trecut ceva timp de cand nu l-am mai accesat....asa ca,it's about time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.radiodj.biz"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   Suntem deja in 2010,anul asta implinesc si eu 2 decenii de viata,ceea ce nu pot sa spun ca este o bucurie,dar trebuie sa ma obisnuiesc cu imbatranirea...ca doar seria Twilight nu m-a facut si pe mine sa imi doresc sa fiu vampir....(app,iubesc Twilight:X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.radiodj.biz"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   Dar trecand la lucruri mai serioase,avem ceva nou pentru voi....ceva nou si UNIQUE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.radiodj.biz"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;RADIO DJ.BIZ este noul concept oferit de o echipa tanara si plina de viata,care incearca sa puna bazele unui post de radio unicat,in intreaga lume...tocmai de asta si .biz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.radiodj.biz"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   Ideea este ca,prin radiodj.biz,muzica dance,tehno,electro,deep sau minimal......isi va face aparitia in casele voastre 24 din 24 de ore,prin intermediul nostru (Bogdan Nistor,Razvan Stroe si Anca Hodoreanu) si al Dj-ilor invitati.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.radiodj.biz"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;   Ei bine...site-ul nostru este chiar dragutz,asa ca nu ezitati sa-l accesati....o sa va placa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.radiodj.biz"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;                                                    ENJOY!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.radiodj.biz"&gt;www.radiodj.biz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-4379843063281338925?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/4379843063281338925/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2010/02/ceva-nousi-unique.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/4379843063281338925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/4379843063281338925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2010/02/ceva-nousi-unique.html' title='Ceva nou....si UNIQUE...'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-542129433390446801</id><published>2009-12-18T11:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:34:32.093+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anotimpul dragostei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Decembrie....este intuneric deja afara,desi nu a trecut cu mult de ora 17.....am draperiile trase si lumina stinsa,lenevind pe pat,gandindu-ma la nemurirea sufletului......fara sa stiu de ce,ma indrept spre fereastra si dau draperia la o parte...ca de obicei lumina felinarului din spatele blocului patrunde in camera...intotdeauna lumina lui in camera intunecata mi-a dat o senzatie aparte....o senzatie de liniste,de caldura....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Nu dureaza mai mult de cateva secunde si vad un firicel de ceva anume in calea razelor de lumina...apoi altul si altul..si tot asa....pana s-a format ca un roi de fluturi in jurul felinarului.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Un fior de bucurie am simtit atunci in tot corpul...erau primii fulgi de nea....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Zambetul mi-a aparut larg pe fata...am deschis geamul sa ii strang in pumn...mai firavi ca intotdeauna se topeau prea repede cand imi atingeau pielea calda..desi nu apucam sa le simt raceala,stiam ca lupta din rasputeri sa ajunga la sol.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Bucuria,linistea....sentimentul profund de implinire,de fericire,m-au dus cu gandul departe...la alt sentiment asemanator...Apoi,intr-o fractiune de secunda mi-a aparut in minte imaginea lui.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Avea chipul bland,linistit....era fericit si el....simteam asta....dar sentimentul a luat amploare in momentul in care a intins mana si a luat-o pe a mea......avea pielea fina,calda.....in acel moment,un alt fior,mult mai profund mi-a patruns in inima...m-am simtit in siguranta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Exista oare o senzatie mai placuta decat asta??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;S-a dovedit ca da.....pentru ca nu a durat mult si m-a strans la pieptul lui,cu toata forta,parca,soptindu-mi ceva la ureche.....am tremurat de emotie....i-am spus cat de mult il ador si l-am strans si eu cat de tare am putut in brate.....in acel moment ne-am simtit mai apropiati ca intotdeauna,ne-am simtit fericiti,de nedespartit......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Insa sentimentul nu a durat prea mult,pentru ca am deschis ochii si mi-am dat seama ca imaginea lui disparuse.....doar imaginea....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Desi era departe,sentimetul ramasese.....il simteam cu toata fiinta,mai profund ca niciodata... stiu ca si el simtea la fel in acele momente....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; Fara sa-mi dau seama,incepuse sa ninga de-a binelea...venise iarna si odata cu ea,dragostea isi facuse loc in inima mea.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-542129433390446801?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/542129433390446801/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/12/anotimpul-dragostei.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/542129433390446801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/542129433390446801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/12/anotimpul-dragostei.html' title='Anotimpul dragostei...'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-9000566282272663300</id><published>2009-09-19T23:50:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:00:01.533+03:00</updated><title type='text'>There is no ordinary love....</title><content type='html'>What is ordinary love?&lt;br /&gt;Does it even exist?&lt;br /&gt;I believe that love can't be ordinary...&lt;br /&gt;Love just comes...&lt;br /&gt;It stays a while...&lt;br /&gt;And then it goes...&lt;br /&gt;Every love is different...&lt;br /&gt;Every love comes in a different way...&lt;br /&gt;Every love stays a little..or more...or for ever..&lt;br /&gt;And then goes....now...then...never...&lt;br /&gt;But how can we say that love is ordinary??&lt;br /&gt;How can we even compare loves??&lt;br /&gt;Can we even compare lovers??&lt;br /&gt;I think we can't...&lt;br /&gt;So...there is no ordinary love....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-9000566282272663300?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/9000566282272663300/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-is-no-ordinary-love.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/9000566282272663300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/9000566282272663300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-is-no-ordinary-love.html' title='There is no ordinary love....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-2768209171498419371</id><published>2009-08-10T13:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:23:13.825+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect sunrise....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/Sn_0-aC5gCI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4BKh_7O46jc/s1600-h/mare+2009+342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SjFTbhMZBcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dLZn4J4b5OI/s320/DSCF2900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346145964897404354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   Pe 15 septembrie 2005 se intalneau in curtea scolii elevii viitoarei clase de-a IX a D din Mesota.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;De-a lungul generatiilor,clasele de D din liceu erau vazute ca fiind speciale,mai rebele,mai diferite...Toti se intrebau cum va fi si generatia aceasta.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   Cu toate ca nu ne prea cunosteau,am fost catalogati ca atare, ca si o clasa "problema",si nu prea ni s-a dat sansa sa aratam cum suntem defapt.Dar am avut noi grija sa le demonstram cu cine se pun....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   Adevarul este ca am avu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;t alaturi de noi si la bine si la rau un diriginte exceptional,care a incercat mai mereu sa ne arate partea lui mai dura,dar cand a fost nevoie,ne-a demonstrat si ca poate fi un om de milioane...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   Nu ne-am inteles intotdeauna extraordinar,poate nu ne-am inteles de loc in unele momente:cand nu voiam cu totii sa chiulim de la nu stiu ce ora,cand nu eram cu totii de acord cu anumit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;e decizii,cand unii voiau sa para ceea ce nu sunt,cand altii aveau chef de cearta....sunt multe exemple.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   Dar un lucru e cert:suntem foarte diferiti,toti avem o personalitate foarte puternica,acesta fiind motivul pentru c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;are ne-am ciocnit cap in cap de multe ori.Dar cand a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;venit vorba de distractie,am stiut sa ne simtim si bin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;e...si asta stim numai noi....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   Probabil,la fel ca si mine,multi isi dau seama numai acum,la final,cat de mult tinem unul la altul si cat de mult o sa ne simtim lipsa...doar am fost colegi 4 ani...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   Am avut puterea sa trecem si peste momente mai dificile si pline de lacrimi,cum ar fi ultimul clopotel si banchetul,iar acum nu ramane sa va spun decat ca ne revedem mult mai curand de 2019.TR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;EBUIE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;   Astfel,promotia 2009 a Colegiului National Dr Ioan Mesota isi ia la revedere de la colegiu si trece intr-o noua etapa,sa speram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; ca cel putin la fel de frumoasa ca liceul,daca nu cu mult mai frumoasa ....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        ..Si au trait fericiti pana la adanci batraneti!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SjFTo8LYs8I/AAAAAAAAABA/rkeuQdwnPn8/s1600-h/ultimul+clopotel...+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SjFTo8LYs8I/AAAAAAAAABA/rkeuQdwnPn8/s320/ultimul+clopotel...+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346146195479245762" 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/1038623531606416755-233256916197032718?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/233256916197032718/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/06/fost-odata-xii-d.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/233256916197032718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/233256916197032718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/06/fost-odata-xii-d.html' title='A fost odata XII D...'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SjFTbhMZBcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dLZn4J4b5OI/s72-c/DSCF2900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-5789032428147452081</id><published>2009-06-03T20:00:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:02:59.725+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A trecut deja un an....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: times new roman;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Totul a inceput cu ceva timp in urma,mai exact acum un an....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vreti sa stiti cum???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ei bine,fix acum un an,pe la ora 18,mergeam pe Lunga 130 sa ma intalnesc cu Razvan....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cine e Razvan???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E tipul pe care il stiam eu de la o colega de-a mea si care lucra la radio...I-am dat add pe mess,am vorbit  cu el si mi-a zis adresa si ora la care sa ne intalnim pentru a merge sa dau o proba de voce,pentru radio.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;De ce?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ma apucase peste noapte ca vreau sa vad cum este sa faci radio.....plictiseala,incercarea de a face ceva in plus,toate astea m-au indemnat sa iau marea hotarare....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asadar luni,03.06.2008,ora 18,am intrat cu Razvan intr-o cladire,am urcat un etaj,si am deschis o usa....am intrat intr-un hol,de unde se auzeau voci si rasete,apoi intr-o camera,"bucataria",unde erau multe(mie mi s-au parut foarte multe)fete necunoscute,printre care era si Stefi,singura persoana pe care o cunosteam in afara de Razvan.A fost destul de ciudat pentru mine la inceput,dar cand am vazut cu cata caldura m-au primit toti,m-am mai linistit....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dar nu pentru mult timp,deoarece in curand a urmat momentul in care am intrat intr-o camera(mai apoi am aflat ca se numeste productie) ca sa dau proba,motivul pentru care ma aflam acolo...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tremuram...foarte tare...eram racita....abia respiram pe nas,dar m-am pus in fata microfonului si am citit un text...a iesit................groaznic......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dar cu bunavointa unei anumite persoane din radio,si anume Doru(cel care se ocupa cu mai tot ce se intampla acolo)si la rugamintea lui Razvan,dar  si la fata mea care cersea o sansa.....chiar mi s-a acordat o sansa si mi s-a zis sa revin a doua zi...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am revenit a doua zi,a treia zi,a patra zi...am tot revenit,pana cand m-am imprietenit cu asa-zisii colegi ai mei si in primul rand,am invatat sa vorbesc la un microfon(asta tot cu ajutorul lui Razvan,care a stat de capul meu cat a fost nevoie)...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asa ca,peste aproape doua saptamani,adica vineri,14.06.2008,am intrat pentru prima oara in direct alaturi de Stefi,cu niste emotii de nici nu pot sa le descriu,abia am putut deschide gura,dar macar am avut pe cineva alaturi si am reusit sa pac primul pas....apoi totul a venit de la sine...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Incetul cu incetul emotiile nu mai erau atat de vizibile,am evoluat cu timpul...si pana la urma,mi-am dat seama ca radioul este iubirea vietii mele,si ca asta imi doresc sa fac mereu.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Acum,dupa un an de zile,dupa un an de radio,nu pot spune decat ca Ii multumesc lui Dumnezeu ca mi-a dat ocazia sa descopar o asemenea placere,sa-mi descopar pasiunea.......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Si in concluzie,ascultati RADIO JOY ART (www.radiojoyart.ro)!!!&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/1038623531606416755-5789032428147452081?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/5789032428147452081/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/06/trecut-deja-un.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/5789032428147452081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/5789032428147452081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/06/trecut-deja-un.html' title='A trecut deja un an....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-146433585556719745</id><published>2009-06-02T20:16:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:42:30.164+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Si au trecut doi ani de zile.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Si au trecut doi ani de zile....Nici nu este asa mult,dar daca stau sa ma gandesc mai bine,este enorm......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In doi ani de zile se schimba foarte multe.....si multe s-au schimbat si in viata mea......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S-au intamplat multe care m-au facut sa ma schimb,sa gandesc altfel,sa actionez altfel,sa judec altfel tot ce se intampla in jurul meu,sa am alta parere despre viata....defapt nu am facut altceva decat sa ma maturizez...cat am apucat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In acesti doi ani am implinit si varsta de 18 ani,care se spune ca ar trebui sa te consideri major,adult...ei bine...eu nu ma consider,dar am implinit si anii astia....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mi-am descoperit pasiunea,am luat si un carnet de soferi...:&gt;:&gt;...mi-am facut prieteni noi,relatia cu vechile prietene s-a intarit....:X:X:X...multe,foarte multe s-au schimbat......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dar sunt lucruri care au ramas la fel:sentimentul de liniste pe care il am cand ii intalnesc privirea,fiorul pe care il simt atunci cand ma atinge,emotia pe care o am cand imi vorbeste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Daca stau mai bine sa ma gandesc,este doar un singur lucru care nu s-a schimbat.....sentimentul pe care il port in suflet de atata timp,la fel de profund ca la inceput...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-146433585556719745?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/146433585556719745/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/06/si-au-trecut-doi-ani-de-zile.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/146433585556719745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/146433585556719745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/06/si-au-trecut-doi-ani-de-zile.html' title='Si au trecut doi ani de zile.....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-1955333893013164354</id><published>2009-05-10T13:59:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:17:39.527+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel.....</title><content type='html'>I feel the pain right in my soul....&lt;br /&gt;I feel the fear with all my body...&lt;br /&gt;I feel the love is running far away from me....&lt;br /&gt;I feel my face is gonna miss my smile.......&lt;br /&gt;I feel my skin is gonna miss you're touch...&lt;br /&gt;I feel the tears are gonna get used to my face...&lt;br /&gt;I feel the sun is gonna come out later than usually...&lt;br /&gt;I feel the rain will fall again and again....&lt;br /&gt;I feel you so far away from me....&lt;br /&gt;I feel this will never end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pt tine...Emy...si nu uita ca indirerent de ce se va intampla....cineva te iubeste mult de tot...&gt;:D&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-1955333893013164354?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/1955333893013164354/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/1955333893013164354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/1955333893013164354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel.html' title='I feel.....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-5278899108524138638</id><published>2009-04-20T14:00:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:07:46.762+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Departare....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Departare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ai intrat in viata mea fara ca eu sa vreau,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ai intrat in viata mea fara ca eu sa stiu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mi-ai adus in suflet tristete,si acum stau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Si ma gandesc ca intr-un tarziu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ma voi trezi gandindu-ma ca tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M-ai facut sa realizez cat de mult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Il iubesc si-l voi iubi mereu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Si pe zi ce trece imi este tot mai greu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Departare....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Tot tu m-ai facut sa plang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Tu m-ai facut sa las lacrimile sa curga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;In fiecare seara cu el in gand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Stiind ca gandul meu la el o sa ajunga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Cu cat imi este mai greu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Cu atat o sa ma gandesc mereu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;La el ca la cel ce ma iubeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Si cel care,cu mine in gand se trezeste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Departare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cat ai incercat sa ma faci sa-l uit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu ai reusit si nu vei reusi vreodata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pentru ca,la cat il iubesc de mult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu pot sa-l uit,asa,deodata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simt ca va ramane in inima mea mereu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si oricat imi va fi de greu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ma voi gandi ca si el se gandeste la mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dragostea dintre noi foarte mult va tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-5278899108524138638?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/5278899108524138638/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/04/departare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/5278899108524138638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/5278899108524138638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/04/departare.html' title='Departare....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-3276778893890627969</id><published>2009-04-15T15:39:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:22:03.208+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I love.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sa ma trezesc dimineata si sa vad cum razele soarelui se lupta cu draperia sa intre in camera mea....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sa deschid geamul si sa las aerul sa patrunda in camera odata cu ciripitul pasarelelor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sa ies in pijamale si picioarele goale in curtea din fata casei bunicilor si sa alerg,sa dansez,fara ca cineva sa ma judece.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;sa cant melodii de dragoste,foarte grele,dar care mie imi ies perfect(chiar credeti?)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;sa stau in natura,pe o patura sau de cele mai multe ori pe un leagan, si sa ma las in voia gandurilor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sa citesc romane de dragoste si sa traiesc  fiecare sentiment al protagonistilor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sa primesc flori.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sa mananc bomboane de ciocolata alaturi de tine.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sa dorm pana tarziu si sa ma trezesc cu zambetul pe buze.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;sa visez ca sunt intr-un loc minunat(pe o insula exotica,pe malul marii la rasarit,la munte intr-o zi de iarna) alaturi de tine......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sa ma plimb in zilele de primavara prin parc,cand copacii infloresc si cand mirosul florilor imi  invadeaza narile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sa culeg flori pe un camp cu iarba crescuta destul de mult,pana peste genunchi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;sa ma strangi in brate atat de tare incat sa-ti simt bataile inimii....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sa te joci in parul meu,pentru ca esti singurul caruia ii permit asta.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;sa imi spui la ureche versuri de dragoste,iar soapta ta sa imi gadile auzul.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sa rad cu prietenele mele pana imi dau seama ca nu mai avem de ce rade.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;sa imi zambesti,si in zambetul tau sa inteleg cat de mult ma iubesti.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sa vorbesc pentru toti ascultatorii mei in studioul Radio Joy Art...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;sa dansez pana cand simt ca picioarele se misca singure pe ritmul muzicii....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sa conduc,dar preferabil ar fi sa locul din dreapta sa nu-l ocupa tata....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sa scriu ceea ce simt,fara ca macar sa ma gandesc daca este logik sau bine ceea ce scriu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-3276778893890627969?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/3276778893890627969/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/3276778893890627969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/3276778893890627969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love.html' title='I love.....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-8701893610587101386</id><published>2009-04-13T23:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:37:48.493+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terapie prin radio...</title><content type='html'>Ce inseamna pentru tine radio-ul????muzica bunicica??niste oameni care vorbesc si ei ca n-au ce face???voci care vin de undeva???ceea ce asculti cand nu ai chef de nimc?...ei bine....eu asta vedeam in radio pana sa imi dau seama ce inseamna defapt....&lt;br /&gt;   Mai nou.....vad prin radio :&lt;br /&gt;o metoda de eliminare a tuturor energiilor negative din jurul meu....&lt;br /&gt;hipnoza prin care uiti de probleme....&lt;br /&gt;revigorare.....&lt;br /&gt;renastere....&lt;br /&gt;calmare a tuturor simturilor si gandurilor....&lt;br /&gt;putere de exprimare.....&lt;br /&gt;libertate in gandire....&lt;br /&gt;creativitate.....&lt;br /&gt;cunoastere a tot ce e nou.....&lt;br /&gt;munca in echipa.....&lt;br /&gt;zeci de butoane in care probabil ca o sa ma incurc mereu....&lt;br /&gt;destindere...&lt;br /&gt;iesire din normal....&lt;br /&gt;trecerea intr-un univers paralel....&lt;br /&gt;un vis continuu.....&lt;br /&gt;o "axis mundi" intre realitate si fictiune....&lt;br /&gt;prieteni.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Suparata...cu sufletul incarcat de tristete...mii de ganduri imi ataca mintea....ma simt incarcata cu deznadejde.....nu mai gasesc cale de iesire din problemele de zi cu zi....stresata.....extrem de epuizata.....deschid usa de la studio.Zambesc la revederea catorva pete de lumina provenite de la calculatoarele de emisie,care strapung intunericul incaperii.Aprind becul.Acum pot observa mai bine mixerele si toata aparatura.Ma asez pe scaunul meu preferat(este mare,comod,are roti,se poate lasa in jos sau ridica dupa pofta inimii mele,negru,lucios)si pun mana pe mouse sa intru si eu pe messenger.Prima oara ma loghez pe id-ul radiouluii,normal... (joyartradio).Apoi intru si pe id-ul meu.Imi pun mandra la status ca sunt "busy" si site-ul radioului(www.radiojoyart.ro).Si apoi....se intampla minunea....partea mea preferata:imi pun castile la urechi,dau mixeru pe solo si vorbesc....doar de proba.....pentru ca mai apoi sa intru "on air"...in direct...si vreau sa spun ca in momentul acela sunt pe alta lume...zambesc nevoit si ma dedic intru totul ascultatorilor....m-am vindecat de orice a fost inainte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P S:Daca vreti sa auziti de ce sunt in stare,ascultati vinerea de la ora 17 pe www.radiojoyart.ro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-8701893610587101386?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/8701893610587101386/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/04/terapie-prin-radio.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/8701893610587101386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/8701893610587101386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/04/terapie-prin-radio.html' title='Terapie prin radio...'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-9155742134512198823</id><published>2009-04-09T19:51:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:56:17.420+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Iluzie....</title><content type='html'>Ai fost fericit atunci cand soarele a rasarit din nou???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit atunci cand ploaia a incetat?&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit atunci cand gheata s-a topit???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand ai ascultat o melodie de dragoste???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit atunci cand ti-a sunat telefonul???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand ti-a zambit???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand i-ai auzit vocea???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand s-a apropiat de tine??&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand ti-a atins din greseala mana???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand ti-a cantat un vers dintr-o melodie????&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand ti-a trimis un banal sms???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand te-a sustinut???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand te-a privit???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand ati iesit sa va plimbati???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand te-a visat??&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand ai visat ca erati impreuna??&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand prietenii iti spuneau ca va fi bine??&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand credeai ca ai renascut???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand credeai ca va fi altfel??&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand sperai la mai bine??&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand aveai din nou sufletul plin de speranta???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand te gandeai la viitor??&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand te gandeai ca trecutul a trecut???&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit cand vantul iti soptea numele lui la ureche??&lt;br /&gt;Ai fost fericit atunci cand toate astea te faceau fericit????&lt;br /&gt;Ai mare grija....de multe ori fericirea nu este decat o iluzie....&lt;div 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title='Iluzie....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-5366464722479519332</id><published>2009-03-21T23:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:17:33.348+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prea putin.....</title><content type='html'>Ce inseamna o lacrima,cand deseori plansul ne acapareaza  cu totul.....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna un zambet,cand rasul insusi ne-a facut sa parem cei mai fericiti de pe pamant.....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna o lupta,cand razboiul poate incepe in orice clipa.....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna o zgarietura,cand rani adanci acopera trupul unora.....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna o raceala,cand unii sufera de boli incurabile....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna o dezamagire,cand unii s-au nascut printr-o dezamegire.......&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna tristetea,cand pe unii supararea ii tine in viata.....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna mai mult,cand unii nu au de loc.........&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna sarutul,cand dragostea te poate face mult mai fericit.....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna stropul de apa,cand insasi apa ne este indispensabila......&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna litera,cand cuvantul ne ajuta sa comunicam.....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna nota muzicala,cand melodia ne incanta auzul....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna titlul,cand cuprinsul ne apune totul.....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna prosteala,cand prostia este mult mai periculoasa....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna un patratel de ciocolata,cand exista fabrici intregi...&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna un strop de bautura,cand unii ajung alcoolici......&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna o formula chimica,cand materia reprezinta chimie....&lt;br /&gt;ce inseamna toate acestea????&lt;br /&gt;PREA PUTIN....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-5366464722479519332?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/5366464722479519332/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/03/prea-putin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/5366464722479519332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/5366464722479519332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/03/prea-putin.html' title='Prea putin.....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-5235539005113199567</id><published>2009-03-18T16:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:25:51.976+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cand sufletul simte prea multe....</title><content type='html'>Cine-ar fi crezut ca un suflet atat de pustiu&lt;br /&gt;isi poate gasi perechea intr-un tarziu...&lt;br /&gt;Cine-ar fi crezut ca pana si iubirea&lt;br /&gt;apare atunci cand insasi tacerea&lt;br /&gt;iti stapaneste sufletul,viata.Si daca&lt;br /&gt;ti-ai fi dorit ca oricine sa faca&lt;br /&gt;ceva ce ti-ar reda bucuria,zambetul,&lt;br /&gt;poate ai astepta pana cand doar pamantul&lt;br /&gt;ar fi unicul hotar care te mai desparte&lt;br /&gt;de ceea ce este atat de departe.&lt;br /&gt;Dar oare chiar este atat de departe cat pare??&lt;br /&gt;Sau doar asta credem noi ,simtind mii de hotare&lt;br /&gt;ca ne-ar impiedica sa ajungem acolo unde viata&lt;br /&gt;ar fi din nou ceea ce nici macar povata&lt;br /&gt;ce s-au chinuit unii sa ne invete,starsnic,&lt;br /&gt;nu au reusit decat sa ne faca mai pasnici,&lt;br /&gt;mai melancolici,mai maturi se pare...&lt;br /&gt;Insa in sufletul nostru este din ce in ce mai mare&lt;br /&gt;dorinta sa fim ceea ce vrem noi sa fim...&lt;br /&gt;Sa fim liberi,sa traim si sa cladim&lt;br /&gt;in noi o adevarata comoara pe care,&lt;br /&gt;numai cel ce ne va ajunge la inima are&lt;br /&gt;sa o descopere.&lt;br /&gt;Da....Comoara pe care numai o singura fiinta,&lt;br /&gt;cu dragoste,daruire si foarte multa buna vointa,&lt;br /&gt;va reusi fara macar sa ne dam seama&lt;br /&gt;sa isi aleaga ce-i mai bun...Cu vremea&lt;br /&gt;vom ajunge sa regretam k am lasat usa sufletului deschisa,&lt;br /&gt;ca ne-am lasat tradati,crezand ca in dragoste nu e permisa&lt;br /&gt;suferinta,teama,nedreptatea,batjocora,hotia....&lt;br /&gt;Si asa vom mai pierde o particica din inima&lt;br /&gt;care intr-o zi va sa bata din nou pentru oarecare&lt;br /&gt;va reusi din nou sa ne fure....oare&lt;br /&gt;este permis asta in dragoste,sau nu???&lt;br /&gt;Ce rost mai are sa cugetam....&lt;br /&gt;Pana la urma tot ce e rau...uitam.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-5235539005113199567?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/5235539005113199567/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/03/cand-sufletul-simte-prea-multe.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/5235539005113199567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/5235539005113199567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/03/cand-sufletul-simte-prea-multe.html' title='Cand sufletul simte prea multe....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-3854318832421125954</id><published>2009-02-28T11:32:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T12:25:52.322+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Puterea vointei....</title><content type='html'>"Trebuie doar sa crezi si tot ce iti doresti se va implini"...un subiect destul de discutat in ultimul timp,mai ales de la aparitia cartii"The secret"...ce?nu ai citit cartea?nu ai vazut filmul?inseamna ca nu esti in rand cu lumea(clar!).&lt;br /&gt;In aceasta aparitie,este vorba despre puterea vointei......un documentar interesat,insa care lasa loc de foarte multe comentarii....cel putin pentru cei care nu se multumesc cu ceea ce citesc sau aud,fara sa mai gandeasca daca este corect sau nu......&lt;br /&gt;"The will of power" este ceea ce ne ajuta sa avem vile pe malul oceanului,sa avem o parcare plina de masini,sa slabim de pe o zi pe alta.....ne ajuta sa avem orice ne dorim....trebuie doar sa avem vointa si credinta ca asta asa va fi...Oare????asa sa fie???nu stiu din ce motiv nu sunt de acord cu asta......poate ca eu inca n-am crezut indeajuns de mult ca voi avea Hummer-ul pe care mi-l doresc de atata timp....Mdap....speculatii...&lt;br /&gt;Intr-adevar nu cred in aceste lucruri....dar cred in puterea credintei.....credinta in Dumnezeu....la urma urmei El este totul,nu???si daca ar fi sa credem in ceva,cu siguranta El ar trebui sa fie acel "ceva".....&lt;br /&gt;Cred din toata inima ca,daca ne dorim ceva cu adevarat,cu siguranta Dumnezeu ne va ajuta sa avem parte de ceea ce vrem.....insa aici nu vorbesc despre case,masini,aur,conturi mari in banca.....aici vorbesc despre ceea ce ne tine in viata :sanatate,iubire,puterea de a trece peste orice durere si de a rezolva orice problema.....asta este ceea in ce trebuie sa credem si sa ne dorim cel mai mult....&lt;br /&gt;Bine....ca in ziua de astazi avem si alte lucruri de care depindem,cum ar f o cariera buna,indeajuns de multi bani pentru a ne putea hrani si pentru a avea cu ne ne imbraca....este ceva normal...dar nu astea ar trebui sa fie scopul nostru in viata...stiti prea bine cum se zice"nu trai pentru a manca,ci mananca pentru a trai!"&lt;br /&gt;Tu crezi?Crezand,faci ceea ce trebuie sa faci....crede!crede in dragoste,in dreptate,in fericire.....si mai ales crede in Dumnezeu...De multe ori suntem extrem de deziluzionati si ne intrebam"de ce?de ce eu?"...Eu ti-asi raspunde"de ce nu tu?"...te-ai gandit vreodata ca El are un plan pentru fiecare??Daca planul tau include suferinta,singuratate,lacrimi....trebuie sa treci prin asta....Pentru ca,stii ce??...este cineva sus care stie,stie tot,stie de ce trebuie sa fim fericiti sau nefericiti....De ce nu ai incredere in El...si de ce nu crezi in tine?De ce ti-e atat de frica???...Ce vrei defapt?sa schimbi acest plan....este imposibil...Dar hai sa-ti spun ceva....asteapta...asteapta indeajuns de mult pana totul va fi bine...pana se va rezolva totul...pentru ca,parerea mea este When you belive,there can be miracle!(atunci cand crezi,miracolele pot deveni realitate)&lt;br /&gt;Poate pare ca ma contrazic...dar eu incerc sa imi spun punctul de vedere,si anume ca atunci cand crezi in Dumnezeu si in puterea ta.....poti face orice(...orice este spre binele tau)...Dar crezand cu ADEVARAT ca vei fi bogat intr-un an,desi tu abia iti platesti intretinerea....nu...nu prea cred...mai bine zis,nu cred de loc.....&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca tot respectul pentru "marea opera"....dar sa deschidem putin ochii!!!....parerea mea....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-3854318832421125954?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/3854318832421125954/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/02/puterea-vointei.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/3854318832421125954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/3854318832421125954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/02/puterea-vointei.html' title='Puterea vointei....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-8381189710499638615</id><published>2009-02-23T12:32:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:16:54.530+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi-e dor....</title><content type='html'>E usor sa spui "mi-e dor"....e usor sa spui "imi lipseste"....e usor sa spui"as mai vrea"....e usor.....mai greu este sa simti ca ti-e dor,ca iti lispeste sau ca ai mai vrea....si cu totii stim cum este sa-ti fie dor....&lt;br /&gt;Daca asi sta acum sa enumar de ce mi-e mie dor....ar fi multe....ar fi foarte multe......mi-e dor de clipa,de fericire,de zambet,de atingere,de iubire,de sentiment,de indrazneala,de sansa,de putere,de liniste,de calm,de libertate,de melancolie,de fluturi in stomac,de pasii de dans,de cantecele de dragoste,de versurile scrise din inima,de privire,de mangaiere,de voce,de mesaje,de nerabdare,de fulgii de nea,de plimbarile lungi,de discutiile interminabile,de glumele fara sens pentru ceilalti,de :X,de :X ,de :X,de parfum,de bucurie,de dragoste,de suras,de ochi,de muzica,de dorinta,de alinare,de tandrete,de intelegere,de imbratisare,de stangacie,de uimire,de tresarire,de dor,de neliniste,de neintelesuri,de tristete,de nepasare,de suspin,de lacrimi de dor,de placere,de incordare,de fascinatie,de incantare,de licarirea din ochi,de bataile prea repezi ale inimii,de planuri,de tacere,de traire,de fior,de sprijin,de incurajare,de incredere.....&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e prea dor.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-8381189710499638615?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/8381189710499638615/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/02/mi-e-dor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/8381189710499638615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/8381189710499638615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/02/mi-e-dor.html' title='Mi-e dor....'/><author><name>AnCooTzA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191493304485470133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' 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pentru a merge la un curs,ceva...tatal meu,care si-a dorit un baiat dintotdeauna,facea cu mine tot felul de exercitii de elasticitate,de gimnastica....(pentru ca nu putea sa ma invete karate,box sau fotbal...)&lt;br /&gt;Cand am implinit varsta de 4 ani,m-au inscris la un curs de balet...fiind foarte bolnavicioasa si pretentioasa la mancare,mi-era tot timpul rau,nu mancam....asa ca s-au gandit ca e mai bine sa ma las pentru moment...dar dorinta de a dansa nu s-a incheiat.Numai parintii mei stiu ce faceam prin casa....&lt;br /&gt;Au aparut mai multe probleme de sanatate,asa ca pana la varsta de 7 ani,n-am mai putut urma nici un curs....Dar apoi m-am inscris iar la balet...imi placea,aveam talent(cel putin asa zicea profesora),mergeam la spectacole de copii....exersam acasa din greu,de parca cine stie ce profesionista eram.....si uite asa s-au facut 4 ani de balet...Asi fi continuat,dar trupa mea s-a desfiintat si trebuia sa intru intr-o grupa mult mai avansata...era mult prea greu si timpul nu-mi permitea....asa ca am renuntat...Normal ca nu am renuntat sa dansez,deoarece asta era ocupatia mea din timpul liber:dadeam drumul la muzica si dansam....&lt;br /&gt;Pana in prezent am mai facut cursuri de dans,dar nu stiu cum,ghinionul,ma facea sa renunt din diferite motive.....de parca soarta,destinul nu ar vrea ca eu sa dansez.....&lt;br /&gt;Cum de curand a aparut seria de filme in care dansul stazii "ruleaza"...din ce in ce mai greu imi este sa ma obisnuiesc cu gandul ca nu voi avea o cariera ca dansatoare....si ca nu voi mai putea sa fac asta decat asa...ca hobby......&lt;br /&gt;Stiti cum este sa fi suparat si sa nu poti face nimic???sa nu fi in stare nici macar sa mananci??sa nu vrei decat sa dormi????Ei bine...in momente de genu'....eu vreau doar sa dansez.....dau drumul la muzica....si dansez.....pasi la intamplare...ansamblu de "figuri" vazute pe ici pe colo....probabil ca arata jalnic....dar eu ma simt extraordinar....de parca scot toata energia negativa,toate gandurile rele,toate supararile din mine.....este....ca o magie....pentru mine dansul este o magie.....si cu toate ca de multe ori am renuntat....in interior nu renunt....defapt nu cred ca poate cineva renunta la ceea ce-si doreste cel mai mult pe lume.....energia pe care mi-o da dansul.....speranta....increderea.....puterea....optimismul.....toate astea fac din mine un nou om atunci cand muzica incepe sa cante....sunt sigura ca multi ma inteleg...pentru ca sunt multi care simt asa ca mine.....si ei,cu siguranta,ma inteleg....&lt;br /&gt;Apropo'....ceea ce vreau sa fac pentru visul meu este sa-mi deschid o scoala de dans....mai este mult pana atunci,insa pentru cei care stiu ca dansul este pentru a te exprima,nu pentru a impresiona....va astept.....The End...:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-2464298283538352421?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cus2otdmbAU/SYGdAJ4h8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KBYMIEIKK3Q/S220/yo+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1038623531606416755.post-2558667448969383404</id><published>2009-01-30T22:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:32:50.276+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Exista si eroi.....</title><content type='html'>De cate ori nu s-a intamplat sa fiti martorii unui jaf,unui accident......sau poate chiar sa vedeti pe cineva ca lesina sau k ii este foarte rau.....si nu ati intervenit....nu ati intervenit de frik....nici eu nu as interveni....suntem oameni....majoritatea suntem foarte lasi....nu ne place sa ne complicam viata sau Doamne fereste sa ne riscam viata....de aceea...mai bine trecem pe langa si mergem mai departe....&lt;br /&gt;Dar exista si eroi...si oameni care si-ar risca viata pentru familie...sau chiar pentru necunoscuti....putini,dar exista...Asa a fost si domnul Gheorghe Lala,care,fara sa vrea a fost martorul unui jaf armat...si,ciudat,dar a si intervenit....insa din pacate,acesta a fost sfarsitul vietii lui.....Insa noi toti ii suntem recunoscatori pentru incercarea lui de a face dreptate....si sa ii multumim profund....&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca si condoleante familiei!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-2558667448969383404?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/2558667448969383404/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/01/exista-si-eroi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1038623531606416755/posts/default/2558667448969383404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cuvinte,tremuram....A fost ciudat....nu stiam ce sa fac...abia mai puteam vorbi.....dar in acelasi timp ma simteam bine.....foarte bine.....o bucurie imensa si o multumire enorma ma cuprinsese.......era....un fel de emotie,dar park mai mult de atat...Nu era prima oara cand am simtit asta...defapt am simtit asta de mai multe ori....dar acum era diferit.....era park mult mai mult decat alta data....&lt;br /&gt;Incepusem sa ma gandesc din ce in ce mai mult....ma gandeam mereu cum sa fac sa fie bine.....sa iasa totul ca la carte...sa n-o dau in bara.....&lt;br /&gt;Cu greu......mi-am luat inima in dinti....am tras aer in piept........si mi-am pus microfonul la gura........am vorbit....mi-am dat interventia....cu mii de emotii am reusit sa o duc la capat......&lt;br /&gt;Cand am ridicat calea.....cand mi-am dat seama ca o facusem si pe asta....mi-am dat seama k m-a prins in vraja....k nu mai pot scapa....k va dura o vesnicie.....da....M-am indragostit!!!!!!&lt;div 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pamant.....dar eu totusi sper sa fie asa....sper petru ca,daca speri....&lt;br /&gt;Gata...ar fi bine sa incetez sa mai visez.....ar fi bine sa mai incetam cu totii sa visam...tocmai de aceea nu suntem fericiti,pentru ca viata noastra nu este asa cum visam noi....De ce nu ne multumim cu ceea ce avem si mereu ne dorim ceea ce nu avem.??...ceea ce visam..???..si cum mereu visam ceea ce nu prea e posibil sa avem....ne amagim......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1038623531606416755-5613635705025950778?l=ancaroxana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/feeds/5613635705025950778/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ancaroxana.blogspot.com/2009/01/asi-mai-scrie.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dispar&lt;br /&gt;Nimic pe lume&lt;br /&gt;nu te face sa renuntzi pe boone&lt;br /&gt;Mereu exista o speranta ...&lt;br /&gt;viseaza,nu mai pune totul in balantza&lt;br /&gt;Traieste...fii ceea ce esti&lt;br /&gt;Fa mereu tot ceea ce-tzi doresti&lt;br /&gt;Nu te lasa invins nici makr dak&lt;br /&gt;Nu e nimeni langa tine sa te faca&lt;br /&gt;Sa zambesti din nou,sa fii tare&lt;br /&gt;Chiar dak durerea-n suflet e mare&lt;br /&gt;Nici o lacrima nu varsa&lt;br /&gt; pentru cei care nu vor putea&lt;br /&gt;Sa-ti impartaseasca iubirea&lt;br /&gt;sa-tzi doreasca fericirea&lt;br /&gt;Chiar dak exista aceste vise&lt;br /&gt;tot vei da mereu de usi inchise&lt;br /&gt;Ideea este sa poti s-nfruntzi&lt;br /&gt;chiar dak obstacolele sunt k niste munti&lt;br /&gt;Nu te lasa,da tot ce-i mai bun din tine&lt;br /&gt;Spera,si vei vedea k fericirea vine....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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