<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:55:16.724-07:00</updated><category term='pac pac'/><category term='trist'/><category term='bucuresti'/><category term='prosti'/><category term='parazitii'/><category term='tristete'/><category term='1999'/><category term='music'/><category term='melodii'/><category term='fotbal'/><category term='eu'/><category term='life'/><category term='sex'/><category term='interviu'/><category term='elena gheorghe'/><category term='pacat'/><category term='destepti'/><category term='cocalar'/><category term='scoala'/><category term='balul lazaristilor'/><category term='hahaha'/><category term='17'/><category term='viata'/><category term='becali'/><category term='sadness'/><title type='text'>Propter mala</title><subtitle type='html'>Everybody lies. (Dr. House)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-5969476375291215447</id><published>2010-01-26T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:16:30.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eseu.</title><content type='html'>Initial era un simplu eseu la sociologie:&lt;br /&gt;        Facand o mica analiza asupra raportului intre elevi si atitudinea acestora fata de munca, pot sa afirm ca majoritatea dintre acestia au o orientare pozitiva catre munca. Si spun asta pentru ca observ din ce in ce mai multi elevi care au un job sau care isi cauta unul, mai ales in vacante.&lt;br /&gt;        In primul rand, daca este sa ma refer la studenti, foarte multi dintre ei muncesc in timpul studiilor la facultate, pentru ca multi sunt veniti din provincie si stau la camin si trebuie sa se intretina. Dar nu numai ei muncesc, ci si cei care au o locuinta in capitala. Si asta pentru ca nu vor sa mai fie intretinuti de parinti sau deja stau singuri ori sunt deja casatoriti. Oricum, in jurul varstei de 20 de ani un om are multe prioritati si planuri si de aceea se angajeaza.&lt;br /&gt;     In al doilea rand, nu doar studentii muncesc. De asemenea, si elevii de la liceu au o atitudine pozitiva catre munca. De exemplu, multi din cercul meu de prieteni lucreaza in vacante, iar unii colegi muncesc si in timpul anului scolar. Chiar zilele acestea, o noua cunostinta imi spunea ca lucreaza de la varsta de 15 ani, acum avand 19 ani. Mi s-a parut cel putin interesant, pentru ca nu e tipul de om care ar fi avut nevoie extrema de bani. Unii muncesc pentru ca au nevoie, iar altii pentru ca vor sa experimenteze ceva nou sau sa se simta mai mari, maturi. &lt;br /&gt;       Asta daca e sa ne referim la munca referitoare la joburi si la castigat bani. Pe de alta parte, daca e sa ne referim la munca depusa la scoala si cu ajutorul careia se iau notele, aici e vorba de altceva. Privitor la acest lucriu, exista o analogie a principiilor: elevii vor, in mare parte, note maxime cu efort minim (principiul fundamental al elevului) asa cum si consumatorul doreste maximizarea utilitatii totale cu venituri cat mai mici (principiul fundamental in economie). Bineinteles, acest lucru este incurajat si de profesori, trebuie sa recunoastem, pentru ca atunci cand profesorul da note mari destul de usor, sa nu spun foarte usor, elevul nu mai simte nevoia sa se pregateasca la acea materie. Elevii sunt foarte superficiali in ceea ce priveste munca in raport cu notele. De multe ori, copiatul la lucrari aduce notele mari si nu invatatul. Dar, normal, ca mai sunt inca elevi care invata ora de ora si iau notele in conformitate cu propriul efort depus sau elevi care, pur si simplu, vor note  pe merit indiferent care ar fi acestea. Si inca un aspect ar fi acela ca daca un elev se pregateste pentru o ascultare si primeste nota 10 asta nu inseamna ca acel elev e de nota maxima la acea materie. Din punctul meu de vedere, notele trebuie luate pe merit si pe cat stie elevul. Daca acest lucru se intampla, elevii vor depune mai mult efort in procesul de invatare.&lt;br /&gt;      Asadar, daca pentru munca in urma careia se castiga bani multi sunt interesati si depun efort, pentru munca depusa la scoala situatia e invers proportionala. Deci treaba e relativa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-5969476375291215447?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/5969476375291215447/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=5969476375291215447' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/5969476375291215447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/5969476375291215447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2010/01/eseu.html' title='Eseu.'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-3348351228750585824</id><published>2009-10-01T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T06:14:25.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiot</title><content type='html'>7.30. Ajung in fata liceului unde era un tip care impartea niste fluturasi. Ii da si unei colege dupa care ea incepe sa rada. Eu: ce-ai, ma?zi-ne si noua. Am luat biletul si priviti cauza rasului:&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/SsSqKLC2naI/AAAAAAAAACw/BlsT3VQCZ0I/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/SsSqKLC2naI/AAAAAAAAACw/BlsT3VQCZ0I/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387618145982127522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Cat de prost si disperat sa fii sa faci asa ceva? Cum asa ceva?=)))). Le dadea tuturor fetelor care treceau pe acolo, iar colegii care intrau in clasa se prapadeau de ras. Probabil era un obsedat sexual care isi facea reclama. A..si dupa ce am terminat orele si am iesit din scoala era tot acolo, facand acelasi lucru:|&lt;br /&gt;  IDIOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-3348351228750585824?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/3348351228750585824/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=3348351228750585824' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/3348351228750585824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/3348351228750585824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2009/10/idiot.html' title='Idiot'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/SsSqKLC2naI/AAAAAAAAACw/BlsT3VQCZ0I/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-6505691008749408347</id><published>2009-09-14T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:08:36.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14 a noua</title><content type='html'>A inceput scoala. Si spre deosebire de anul trecut cand prima zi a fost foarte distractiva, anul acesta, dupa primele impresii, nu va fi chiar asa.&lt;br /&gt;   La inceputul clasei a 10-a imi amintesc cum stateam in toaleta baietilor (pentru ca acolo sunt tinute cartile) si vorbeam cu persoane de la alte clase, glumeam. Era foarte tare, frate! Anul trecut a fost cel mai tare de pana acum. Nu m-am plictisit, mi-am facut prieteni/cunostinte de la alte clase si era ''caterinca'', bineinteles cu acele persoane. Pentru ca in clasa mea in niciun caz prea multi oameni glumeti :-&lt;, avand in vedere faptul ca sunt 30 fete si 4 baieti care si aia...&lt;br /&gt;   Azi, inceputul clasei a 11-a, m-a apucat depresia. Am observat ca am putini prieteni in clasa care nici aia nu stiu daca sunt prieteni, ca un sfert din clasa e format din fitoase, pitipoance care nici nu te baga in seama cand le saluti. Tot nu pot sa inteleg cum sa fii asa nesimtit:-? Apoi am plecat cu niste colege intr-un pub unde am mai uitat de depresie si chiar ne-am simtit bine. Si pe langa toate aceste lucruri, clasele de a 11-a le-au imprastiat asa prin scoala nu mai suntem ca anul trecut, toti pe un hol ceea ce e NASPA!&lt;br /&gt;  In fine, trebuie sa ne motivam si sa speram ca o sa fie un an cel putin la fel de distractiv ca cel de anul trecut:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-6505691008749408347?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/6505691008749408347/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=6505691008749408347' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/6505691008749408347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/6505691008749408347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2009/09/14-noua.html' title='14 a noua'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-4036590340066128496</id><published>2009-08-14T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T13:37:52.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Nu stiu cum sa incep. Postul de azi este despre muzica si degetele imi ard datorita dorintei de a rescrie pe blog. &lt;br /&gt;  E incredbil ce face niste muzica adaugata unei stari nasoale, aproape depresive. O melodie iti reda zambetul pur si simplu prin versurile geniale sau sonoritatea vibranta. Iti trezeste si cel mai adormit simt, iti reda pofta de viata, de iesit afara, de socializare cu prietenii pasageri intr-o vacanta efemera in care supravietuiesti plictiselii, poate depresiei.&lt;br /&gt;  Si nu orice fel de muzica reuseste aceste lucruri. Din punctul meu de vedere, muzica adevarata este aceea care transmite o idee, sentimente, care te scoate din monotonia existenta si iti smulge un zambet. Muzica e cel mai bun energizant!:D Voi ce ziceti?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-4036590340066128496?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/4036590340066128496/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=4036590340066128496' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4036590340066128496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4036590340066128496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2009/08/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-2002018167422513904</id><published>2009-06-19T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:28:24.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destepti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prosti'/><title type='text'>Destepti ori ba?</title><content type='html'>Stiu ca nu am mai scris de doua luni chiar. Nu-i panica:). Ma gandeam despre ce sa scriu si, hmm...&lt;br /&gt;   Pai am observat si eu niste chestii. Multe chiar. Una din ele ar fi reprezentata de faptul ca in liceul in care invat sunt foarte multi copii destepti, dar si multi prosti. Da!prosti. &lt;br /&gt;   Sa incepem cu desteptii. Ei au un mama si un tata inteligenti, cu functii destul de bine platite. Pana aici totul bine, dar si categoria asta de copii destepti se ramifica in alte doua. Exista tocilarii si cei cu adevarat inteligenti. Dupa parerea mea, tocilarii sunt aia pe care ii indoapa parintii cu carte, care invata papagaliceste si care habar nu au de viata, sunt complet paraleli. Si acu ma gandesc si eu un pic:-?. Cu ce te ajuta sa stii tot daca tu nu stii nimic despre viata? La un interviu pentru un loc de munca trebuie sa stii si sa fii spontan, sa gandesti. In fine, treaba lor. Cei cu adevarat inteligenti sunt cei care gandesc rapid, care mai stiu cate ceva despre viata si nu privesc precum calul.&lt;br /&gt;  Pe de alta parte, exista prostii cu carte! Categoria asta e cea mai frustranta. Pai si ei au parinti cu locuri de munca bine platite, destepti chiar. Ei bine, astia nu indoapa copilu' cu carte, ci il stimuleaza sa ia note mari prin rasplata materiala. Iar acest lucru are efecte. Spre exemplu, odrasla are ca scop doar obtinerea de note mari fara sa il mai intereseze ca mai trebuie sa stie si niste lucruri de cultura generala, ca mai trebuie sa ai ceva si in cap (nu doar in buzunar). Si pentru atingerea acestui scop recurge la "copiangeala" masiva si la "miloaga". Si astia termina 12 clase, o facultate si ajung importanti ca doar are tata bani.&lt;br /&gt;  Eu nu ma incadrez in categoriile astea. Sunt doar un elev care pentru un test se pregateste si fie ce-o fi. Daca ia 3 nu se duce la catedra sa se roage de prof sa anuleze nota.Nu pot trece peste orgoliul meu nemarginit. In generala luam notele cu greu, dat fiind scoala unde am invatat (165). &lt;br /&gt;  Poate va intrebati care-i problema mea. Pai pur si simplu e frustrant sa vezi cum unii sunt prosti si reusesc doar pentru ca sunt intr-o familie mai importanta.&lt;br /&gt;  Aia de care am vorbit mai sus or sa ajunga cineva cu siguranta. Eu astept sa vad daca se poate si altfel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-2002018167422513904?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/2002018167422513904/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=2002018167422513904' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/2002018167422513904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/2002018167422513904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2009/06/destepti-ori-ba.html' title='Destepti ori ba?'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-6589042176735947831</id><published>2009-04-19T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T05:36:31.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iisus si cocalarii</title><content type='html'>Si a inviat Iisus Hristos. Ooo da! Azi noapte am fost si eu, ca tot omul, la biserica sa iau ''sfanta lumina''. La 23.30 am plecat de acasa, iar la 23.40 am fost la biserica unde am constatat ca se luase deja lumina. S-a grabit Iisus sa invie? Eu stiam ca la 00 se ia lumina. In fine, sa zicem ca nu asta e cel mai important lucru care m-a frapat ci ceea ce era in fata bisericii. Ce faceau roabele lui Dumnezeu, crestinii in fata bisericii? Pai nici nu stiu cu ce sa incep. Erau foarte multi cocalari, tigani, divele de pitipoance care nu erau acolo tocmai pentru a-l astepta pe Iisus. Tiganii isi etalau masinile ''bengoase'', pitipoancele erau pe tocuri si imbracate in haine sclipitoare. Pe scurt erau pregatiti de discoteca. La doi pasi in spate mai multe grupuri de oameni mancau seminte. La sfarsit chiar am vazut si cutii de bere:|. Nici nu se auzea ce spuneau preotii, dar oricum nu interesa pe nimeni. Toti aveau alte preocupari, lucruri foarte importante de discutat in noaptea de Inviere de parca sarbatoarea ar fi in fiecare zi! Si ma  intreb: oare doar in zona asta e asa?  Deci, Invierea a devenit un pretext de a iesi din casa, o promenada de seara.&lt;br /&gt;   Pai ne meritam soarta, fratilor! Tiganii si-au luat-o in cap grav rau, pentru ca toti ii promoveaza (vezi ''Regina'') la tv. Mai nou romanasii sunt foarte buni prieteni cu ei. Oriunde ma duc dau nas in nas cu tiganii. Mai multa umilinta, fratilor ca nu voi sunteti majoritari in tara si noi suntem obligati sa va suportam ca trebuie sa fim toleranti. Parerea mea e ca li se da prea multa importanta si sunt victimizati. &lt;br /&gt;    In concluzie va zic ca in curand romanii vor fi in minoritate si tiganii majoritari. A, si mi-e SILA. In ce lume traim?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-6589042176735947831?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/6589042176735947831/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=6589042176735947831' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/6589042176735947831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/6589042176735947831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2009/04/iisus-si-cocalarii.html' title='Iisus si cocalarii'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-828279398258917515</id><published>2009-03-29T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:59:08.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melodii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1999'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elena gheorghe'/><title type='text'>Update..</title><content type='html'>Acum ceva timp am scris un articol despre muzica de acum 10-11 ani si spuneam cat de praf era industria muzicala atunci. Acum vin si spun ca poate nu era asa praf, ci nedezvoltata si plus ca erau vremurile. Erau 2-3 formatii pe care le stia toata lumea si care aveau un imens succes. Pot sa zic ca toti ne amintim cu nostalgie vremurile alea si sa nu spuneti ca nu e asa ca nu va cred:)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In alta ordine de idei vreau sa spun cateva lucruri si despre Eurovisionul de anul acesta. Finala nationala mi s-a parut mult mai buna ca cele din anii trecuti si melodia desemnata sa ne reprezinte in mai mi se pare acceptabila..Desi eu aveam alti favoriti si vroiam sa fie ales altcineva. Dar asta e. Vom vedea ce vom face in mai;). 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Da, a castigat Nadal. Eu tineam cu Federer, pentru ca e mai bun, mai destept. Apoi cand a avut loc premierea am vazut ce emotionat era Roger si cum plangea:(. Ma facea si pe mine sa plang. Vreau sa spun doar ca Roger Federer mi se pare cel mai bun jucator de tenis si astept sa mai darame si alte recorduri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-4057536260634651146?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/4057536260634651146/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=4057536260634651146' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4057536260634651146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4057536260634651146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2009/02/australian-open.html' title='Australian Open'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-4258468600645001224</id><published>2008-09-11T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:12:43.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocalar'/><title type='text'>Viata de cocalar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;   A fost odata ca-n povestile de groaza un baiat mai special pe nume Gigel. El are meseria de cocalar.  Pff, ce inseamna cocalar? E un termen mult prea complex pentru a fi explicat si inteles in totalitate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Gigel, ca orice cocalar care se respecta, se imbraca cu tricouri mulate ca sa se vada ''burtoaca'', poarta lanturi de aur foarte mari sa vada lumea ca are bani. De cele mai dese ori poarta pantaloni negri cu ciocate d-alea gen cum erau incaltarile lui Aladin. Apoi vine o vreme cand Gigel trebuie sa-si aleaga o pitipoanca cu care sa-si petreaca viata. Adica cu care sa-si potoleasca ''iubirea'', ca daca dragoste nu e nimic nu e.  Oh, come on! ce iubire?:)) SEX! SEX!&lt;br /&gt;  Articolul asta vroiam sa-l scriu de mai de mult. Cu ajutorul lui Radu in sfarsit l-am scris.&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/3679795300754770685-4258468600645001224?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/4258468600645001224/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=4258468600645001224' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4258468600645001224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4258468600645001224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/09/viata-de-cocalar.html' title='Viata de cocalar'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-4605173265102369715</id><published>2008-09-11T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:39:52.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lumea de azi.</title><content type='html'>Am observat ca majoritatea fetelor si dragute si mai putin dragute umbla cu tigani, cocalari, manelari. Si faza e ca astia sunt cu cel putin 10 ani mai mari ca ele. :-? Ma intreb ce-o fi in mintea alora de 30 ani care umbla cu fete de 15-16 ani. La 30 ani un barbat in toata firea se gandeste sa-si gaseasca o sotie, sa-si intemeieze o familie etc.&lt;br /&gt;Si pentru ce sa umbli cu cineva mai in varsta cu 15 ani? Pentru bani sau ce? Si nici atragatori nu sunt. Sufletul? sentimentele? oh come on:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astept pareri;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-4605173265102369715?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/4605173265102369715/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=4605173265102369715' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4605173265102369715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4605173265102369715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/09/lumea-de-azi.html' title='Lumea de azi.'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-3456978816757661701</id><published>2008-08-28T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T04:04:06.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oameni</title><content type='html'>Oamenii sunt egoisti. Probabil ati constatat si voi. Si daca nu esti egoist, atunci esti fraier. Da' chiar asa? Si le dau dreptate egoistilor. E mult mai bine sa fii egoist si nesimtit astfel nu te afecteaza nimic. Si daca pari prost esti mai relaxat. Nu te intreaba nimeni nimic, nu te sacaie nimeni.&lt;br /&gt;   Si totusi de ce e mi-e greu sa spun NU? Probabil asta se invata pe parcurs. I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;  Si de ce persoanele care vreau sa-mi dea un buzz nu o fac?&lt;br /&gt;  ..................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-3456978816757661701?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/3456978816757661701/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=3456978816757661701' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/3456978816757661701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/3456978816757661701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/08/oameni.html' title='Oameni'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-3441717045538735334</id><published>2008-08-09T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T06:57:29.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intoxicated.</title><content type='html'>Nu stiu voi, dar eu ma simt intoxicata de cateva lucruri. Datorita faptului ca am avut ocazia sa mai cunosc si altfel de persoane am constatat ca lumea o ia razna sau am innebunit eu.&lt;br /&gt;Ma refer, daca ati observat, la frecventa cu care este rostit cuvantul P**A. Ok, il rostesti, nu-i nimic, dar de 60 de ori pe minut deja mi se pare exagerat de mult. E exasperant. Si mai ales cand aceste patru litere vin din gurile unor fete. Oi fi eu mai incuiata, asa o fi cool, dar mi se pare penibil.&lt;br /&gt;Asa...Mai sunt intoxicata de persoane. Da. De persoane proaste. Nu e asa rau sa fii prost, dar situatia se agraveaza la maximum cand esti prost si te crezi destept. Atunci devii arogant, nu-ti mai ajunge nimeni la nas. Si acest lucru mi se pare foarte penibil. Prostia e boala grea si nu are leac. ''Prosti aroganti'' mi se pare o sintagma care descrie perfect categoria de persoane care ma enerveaza la culme.&lt;br /&gt;Pana data viitoare, o sa las la o parte prostii si o sa ma bucur de olimpiada.:X:XCius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-3441717045538735334?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/3441717045538735334/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=3441717045538735334' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/3441717045538735334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/3441717045538735334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/08/prostia.html' title='Intoxicated.'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-4010122376466769048</id><published>2008-07-11T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:49:37.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dor...</title><content type='html'>Mi-e dor sa stau afara toata ziua si sa ma joc cu copiii, sa vin murdara acasa de pamant si praf. Sa fie o multime de copii in fata blocului. Sa ne jucam de-a v-ati ascunselea, baza, 1,2,3 la perete stai, cat e ceasul, imparate..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;    Sa vin acasa doar sa rup un colt de paine, sa iau o gura de apa dupa care sa reincep jocul. Sa rad. Seara sa cad moarta de oboseala in pat. Sa ma uit la desene. Sa cumpar cornuri  ca sa completez albumul cu pokemon sau dragon ball Z. Sa n-am nicio grija. Sa ascult muzica din '99, chiar daca acum tuturor ni se pare praf. Sa le imitam pe fetele de la Andre in fata blocului. Sa stam toti pe banca din fata blocului si sa ne jucam flori, fete si baieti si cand vecinii trec sa le zicem un saru'mana d'ala. Sa ne certe vecinii ca iar am facut mizerie in fata blocului. Sa desenam papusi pe trotuar. Sa ne certam pe creta.&lt;br /&gt;    Things which have all passed away. Only the memories remain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-4010122376466769048?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/4010122376466769048/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=4010122376466769048' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4010122376466769048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4010122376466769048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/07/dor.html' title='Dor...'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-6487427913594423265</id><published>2008-07-09T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T10:23:12.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eminem-stan :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.trilulilu.ro/ombladon_paul/1e229d9feeae03"&gt;http://www.trilulilu.ro/ombladon_paul/1e229d9feeae03&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-6487427913594423265?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/6487427913594423265/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=6487427913594423265' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/6487427913594423265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/6487427913594423265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/07/httpwww.html' title='Eminem-stan :&gt;'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-4896271387928629729</id><published>2008-07-09T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T03:49:38.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotbal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pac pac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='becali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interviu'/><title type='text'>Interviu o O</title><content type='html'>Avand in vedere ca poate peste cativa ani ma fac jurnalista, ma gandeam sa incep sa exersez de acum;)). Asa ca i-am luat interviu unui fotbalist in devenire, amic cu mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Care e numele tau complet?&lt;br /&gt;-Petre Florin&lt;br /&gt;-Ai vreo porecla?&lt;br /&gt;-Crouch&lt;br /&gt;-Ce varsta ai?&lt;br /&gt;-16 ani&lt;br /&gt;-Ce zodie esti?&lt;br /&gt;-Gemeni&lt;br /&gt;-Spune-mi de institutiile in care ai invatat si inca inveti&lt;br /&gt;-Pai am invatat in scoala generala nr 165, o scoala " foarte frumoasa si cu profesori foarte bine pregatiti".Dupa emotiile pt capacitate si aflandu-mi media de admitere, am completat fisa cu licee si pe primul loc am scris codul liceului George Calinescu, profil mate-info unde am si intrat.&lt;br /&gt;-La ce club sportiv te antrenezi?&lt;br /&gt;-Rapid Bucuresti&lt;br /&gt;-Presupun ca te-ai uitat la CE 2008. Ce parere ai de prestatia Romaniei?&lt;br /&gt;-M-am uitat, dar prestatia Romaniei e fost departe de valoarea ei.&lt;br /&gt;-Ce poti sa spui de felul in care a cantat Chivu imnul Romaniei?&lt;br /&gt;-Sa-i sperie pe adversari si sa-i deruteze cu vocea lui splendida, lasand la o parte ca ii mirosea gura.&lt;br /&gt;-Care meci din cele 3 ti-a placut cel mai mult?&lt;br /&gt;-Cu Italia cred ca a fost mai interesant&lt;br /&gt;-Ce gen de muzica asculti?&lt;br /&gt;-rapp - r&amp;amp;b - hip.hop&lt;br /&gt;-Ce parere ai de fotbalistii care se duc in cluburi, beau, fumeaza?&lt;br /&gt;-Ca sunt niste hahalere. Nu se gandesc la sanatatea lor in legatura cu fumatul.&lt;br /&gt;-Cu ce echipa de fotbal tii?&lt;br /&gt;-Dinamo&lt;br /&gt;-Ce parere ai de Gigi Becali?&lt;br /&gt;-E un filfizon cu bani&lt;br /&gt;-Daca nu vei reusi ca fotbalist, ce ai dori sa urmezi?&lt;br /&gt;-Tot o meserie in cadrul sportului: antrenor, profesor de sport, medic sportiv&lt;br /&gt;-In incheiere spune-mi opinia ta fata de fotbalul din Romania. La ce nivel suntem fata de fotbalul din Occident?&lt;br /&gt;- Suntem departe de o performanta europeana sau mondiala. Se fac tot felul de transferari din afara tarii in loc sa investeasca in copii si juniori.&lt;br /&gt;- Iti multumesc pt timpul acordat.&lt;br /&gt;-Cu placere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-4896271387928629729?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/4896271387928629729/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=4896271387928629729' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4896271387928629729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4896271387928629729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/07/interviu-o-o.html' title='Interviu o O'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-9098335265637653733</id><published>2008-07-08T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:56:42.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tristete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pacat'/><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>Isi ''cara'' monotonia de zi cu zi, trecand prin fata blocului. Pare resemnata, are o atitudine de nepasare. Trebuie sa aduca bani in casa. Sotul ei beat face urat in lipsa bauturii. Copiii s-au lasat de mult timp de scoala. Nu-si permite sa isi cumpere lucurile care ii plac, nu isi permite sa se resfete. Insa ea merge mai departe in ciuda tuturor lucrurilor.&lt;br /&gt;O samanta aruncata pe jos. Mersul si miscarea degetelor denota o oarecare banala obisnuinta. Expresia fetei da de gol amaraciunea. Acelasi drum in fiecare zi. Din nou si din nou, iar si iar. Asteptand tramvaiul priveste oamenii din statie. Simte invidie, tristete, pentru ca ceilalti par impliniti, veseli. Urca in tramvai. Ca de obicei aglomeratia e la ea acasa. Insa nu ii mai pasa. Deja actioneaza precum un robot, nimic nu mai e colorat ci gri.&lt;br /&gt;Dar trebuie sa ajunga la serviciu, sa faca rost de bani pentru ca sotul ei sa-si cumpere bautura, pentru a-si intretine familia. Nici ei nu ii place, dar se simte obligata. Pacat. Atata munca si nicio satisfactie....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-9098335265637653733?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/9098335265637653733/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=9098335265637653733' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/9098335265637653733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/9098335265637653733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-title.html' title='No title'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-1237595524154674598</id><published>2008-05-27T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T13:51:14.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lumea e rea!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-1237595524154674598?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/1237595524154674598/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=1237595524154674598' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/1237595524154674598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/1237595524154674598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/05/lumea-e-rea.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-1253208085138861691</id><published>2008-04-10T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T13:38:30.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hahaha'/><title type='text'>Ce ratati eram=)))))</title><content type='html'>Andre, Valahia??? Vi se par cunoscute? Stau si ma gandesc cat de praf era industria muzicala inainte de 2000 si dupa. Ce melodii si ce versuri erau atunci:)))[vrem fetite dotate sa ne faca de toate; Suzana, mi-ai furat banana=))))]. Si Andre...cum se imbracau fetele alea si ce show aveau.&lt;br /&gt;Acum Mihai Traistariu e sus, locul 4 la Eurovision, dar si el canta Banana=))). Imi vine sa rad cand imi amintesc. Muzica romaneasca sa zicem ca a evoluat. Dar noi, romanii cat de prosti eram sa ascultam melodiile astea. Ne placeau. Si ce gusturi aveam toti de le imitam pe alea de la Andre in fata blocului=)). Ce minte n-aveam.&lt;br /&gt;Vremuri haioase acum. Atunci credeam ca aia e muzica=))).&lt;br /&gt;Uitati aici exemple: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NuwaPUmC5Mg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NuwaPUmC5Mg&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GUlyWRdSgTw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GUlyWRdSgTw&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5dPbwED5wg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5dPbwED5wg&lt;/a&gt; si lista poate continua:)).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-1253208085138861691?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/1253208085138861691/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=1253208085138861691' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/1253208085138861691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/1253208085138861691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/04/andre-valahia-vi-se-par-cunoscute-stau.html' title='Ce ratati eram=)))))'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-9080681060324566619</id><published>2008-04-08T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T13:00:53.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bucuresti'/><title type='text'>Aglomeratie...</title><content type='html'>Eu m-am saturat de aglomeratie. E ingrozitor sa mergi cu mijloacele de transport in comun si sa te simti ca intr-o conserva. Sa mai simti si 1000 de mirosuri, fiind o caldura insuportabila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De traficul din Bucuresti nu mai vorbesc. Masinile se baga pe sinele tramvaielor, provocand stari de ''stadion'' in randul pasagerilor. Mi s-a intamplat sa fiu in acelasi tramvai cu oameni care se credeau pe stadion. Dadeau instructiuni soferului de parca el era de vina ca soferii se baga in fata. Si mai ziceau faimoasa fraza: &lt;em&gt;tineretul din ziua de azi&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desigur nu putem sa nu mentionam de vestitele ''femei batrane'' aka babe:)))). Nu inteleg cum se gasesc toate in acelasi timp sa circule cu tramvaiul. Se proptesc la scaunul tau si nu se dau la o parte pana nu le cedezi locul X(.&lt;br /&gt;In China nu mai e loc nici de scaun:)). Cu un singur click pe acest link, gasit de un mare informatician, Barbulescu Dan 9A [drepturile de autor:))], puteti vedea inghesuiala din China.&lt;a href="http://www.protv.ro/filme/inghesuiala-mare-la-metrou.html?id_file=49708#49708"&gt;http://www.protv.ro/filme/inghesuiala-mare-la-metrou.html?id_file=49708#49708&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-9080681060324566619?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/9080681060324566619/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=9080681060324566619' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/9080681060324566619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/9080681060324566619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/04/aglomeratie.html' title='Aglomeratie...'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-2812206563952228322</id><published>2008-04-07T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T12:30:05.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bush</title><content type='html'>DA si fuse si summit-ul. Vestitul summit. Ce m-a enervat Mr. BUSH, the president of United States of America, si Mr. Basescu, Romanica's president. De ce? Pentru ca se pupa in fund reciproc.&lt;br /&gt;Bush ne tot lauda cu inghetata si pranzul delicios. Discursul lui a fost neconvingator. Cred ca are chef de joaca acum la sfarsitul carierei. Stati linistit, Mr Bush! Romania va continua sa trimita trupe in Afganistan, pentru ca Romania e fraiera. In schimb americanii nu sunt in stare sa justifice faza cu vizele.&lt;br /&gt;Daca inca nu v-ati dat seama America ne foloseste. Cum a zis in 2002 cand a ramas surprins de aparitia curcubeului? A spus ca Romania este puntea intre America si Rusia. Mare gafa...&lt;br /&gt;Si la faza cu curcubeul s-a simtit special, nu??? A fost doar o coincidenta:P.&lt;br /&gt;Mie mi-a placut de Rusia si de Vladimir Putin. Le-a aratat tuturor ca nu se face nimic fara ea. Si Putin a dat dovada de eleganta in discurs. A aratat ca este un om puternic si inteligent si le-a mai luat din fumuri americanilor. Nu sunt o fana a Rusiei, dar in acest meci tin cu ea, pentru ca e mai buna.&lt;br /&gt;A.. si elevii de la Viilor sper ca s-au descurcat cu servitul.&lt;br /&gt;Poate o sa radeti copios, dar o sa ma bucur ca va inveseliti:D:D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-2812206563952228322?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/2812206563952228322/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=2812206563952228322' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/2812206563952228322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/2812206563952228322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/04/bush.html' title='Bush'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-4074344699561601753</id><published>2008-04-07T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:57:30.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parazitii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Cinstea se plateste</title><content type='html'>In fiecare sambata seara de la ora 22.00 este difuzat pe prima tv un serial, ''17''. Mie imi place foarte mult. Mai ales ca in episodul de ieri am auzit o fraza foarte adevarata anume: Azi cinstea se plateste. Parazitii sunt de parere ca daca esti cinstit in ziua de azi esti fraier.Na ca fac si reclama serialului cu ocazia asta:P.[pareri ceva?]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-4074344699561601753?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/4074344699561601753/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=4074344699561601753' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4074344699561601753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/4074344699561601753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2008/04/cinstea-se-plateste.html' title='Cinstea se plateste'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-1699892047321292978</id><published>2007-12-03T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:42:30.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Luni, ora 12.30, un anost inceput de sapatamana. Inca unu din nesfarsitul sir si monotonia continua.&lt;br /&gt;La metrou la Universitate pluteste un aer plictisitor. Da, plictisitor. Se citeste pe fetele oamenilor, fie ei elevi, studenti, adulti etc. faptul ca nu au chef de inca o zi de scoala sau de munca. Pe fundal se aud cateva acorduri de chitara ale unor oameni care canta de nevoie, presupun.&lt;br /&gt;La ce vreau sa ajung? Nu la faptul ca romanii ar fi oameni lenesi (sunt patriotica :))), ci la faptul ca oamenii au inceput sa actioneze mecanic. Sunt foarte preocupati de serviciul lor, de ceea ce trebuie sa faca. Se afla intr-o extrema graba. Au uitat sa stea o clipa si sa fie atenti la lucrurile simple ale vietii sau la ceea ce ii inconjoara, sa asculte sunetul vietii.&lt;br /&gt;Superficialitatea e la putere, it rulz. Totul e de suprafata. Chiar si prieteniile sunt ca sa fie. Spiritul de turma e in floare: ''fac asa ca asa face si X-ulescu'' si, in cele mai multe cazuri, nu este benefic, pentru ca lucrurile pe care le face X-ulescu nu sunt intotdeauna bune exemple de urmat. De aceea si atatea cazuri de copii care se apuca sa fumeze de la varste fragede...droguri. alcool etc.&lt;br /&gt;Inca un lucru ar fi RASISMUL. Unii oameni nu inteleg sau nu vor sa inteleaga ca avem cu totii loc pe Pamant. Marturisesc ca mie nu imi plac americanii, pentru simplul fapt ca se cred prea inteligenti, se cred Dumnezeu. Stiu ca reprezinta o mare putere in lume, dar putina modestie nu ar strica.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, nu stiu cum am ajuns de la o zi de luni la rasism:)))[sunt si eu ca Tolontan:))):P], dar asta e parerea mea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-1699892047321292978?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/1699892047321292978/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=1699892047321292978' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/1699892047321292978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/1699892047321292978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2007/12/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-3290306596102132541</id><published>2007-11-22T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:37:48.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balul lazaristilor'/><title type='text'>Balul lazaristilor</title><content type='html'>Balul bobocilor lazaristi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cele din urma a avut loc si balul nostru, al lazaristilor. Pe data de 18 noiembrie 2007 s-a dat startul la distractie in clubul Kristal. Fete aranjate, una mai nerabadatoare ca alta sa iasa in evidenta, mult fum de tigara si a...da si muzica la maximum. Descrierea perfecta a unui bal. Dar sa continuam.&lt;br /&gt;Show-ul incepe cu prestatiile lui Dj Nick si Dj Shurubel care ne incanta cu imnul liceului. Intr-adevar mi-a placut momentul. Seara continua cu prezentarea perechilor obisnuitului concurs Miss Boboc respectiv Mister Boboc. Copii frumosi, n-am ce zice. Au loc probele casual, de dans si de aptitudini, momente in care toti au incercat sa se intreaca pe sine;unii au reusit. Whatever, am avut o miss si un mister. Apropo, ''missa'' e colega mea.&lt;br /&gt;Sa trecem mai departe. Seara a continuat cu cantarea Corinei. Despre ea nu am ce comenta. La fel de la fel ca intotdeauna. Ma refer la melodii, pentru ca in privinta modului cum se imbraca mereu vine cu ceva nou. Mda...Nu prea a incins ea atmosfera.&lt;br /&gt;     In schimb Suie Paparude au fost pe placul tuturor.Ei au reusit sa ne faca sa vibram, sa ne dezlantuim. Chiar le-au lasat ''sechele'' lazaristilor nostri. Peste tot prin liceu pe unde trec aud fredonandu-se: ''A fost odata ca ca ca niciodata....''.&lt;br /&gt;Boon. In continuare va spun ca distractia a continuat pana la 4 dimineata cu cativa petrecareti. Nu mai eram asa multi ca la inceput. Despre modul cum s-au comportat elevii pot sa va spun ca s-a fumat la greu, mai pe romaneste, dar toti am fost civilizati.&lt;br /&gt;In fine, ca sa nu va plictisesc foarte mult, mie mi s-a parut OK balul. Bineinteles, voi trage concluzia finala de-abia la anu' cand voi putea compara cele doua baluri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-3290306596102132541?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/3290306596102132541/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=3290306596102132541' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/3290306596102132541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/3290306596102132541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2007/11/balul-lazaristilor.html' title='Balul lazaristilor'/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679795300754770685.post-2027139401126445997</id><published>2007-11-22T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:34:59.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ma numesc Costache Cristina, sunt din Bucuresti. Momentan sunt boboaca la Colegiul National Gheorghe Lazar, la stiinte sociale.&lt;br /&gt;Dar sa trecem la alte lucruri mai interesante. Imi place sa ascult muzica, in special muzica pop-rock.  Ador sa ma uit la meciurile Romaniei, desi de multe ori nu am o satisfactie foarte mare in urma lor :)). Stiti la ce ma refer. Pot spune ca imi iubesc tara, chiar daca ea nu ma iubeste pe mine :).&lt;br /&gt;In ceea ce priveste relatia cu oamenii, imi place sa ma inteleg bine cu lumea si sa-i ajut pe ceilalti. Din acest punct de vedere pot sa zic ca sunt cam fraiera, in sensul ca la mine nu are efect zicala ''Dupa fapta si rasplata''. Ii ajut pe ceilalti cand au nevoie, dar recunostinta lor este redusa.&lt;br /&gt;Dar ce pot sa spun in afara de: ''C'est la vie''? Traim intr-o lume in care sentimentalismele si constiinta nu isi au locul. Trebuie sa ne adaptam cat mai repede, desi unii suntem cam in urma. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3679795300754770685-2027139401126445997?l=cristina-lordi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/feeds/2027139401126445997/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3679795300754770685&amp;postID=2027139401126445997' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/2027139401126445997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3679795300754770685/posts/default/2027139401126445997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristina-lordi.blogspot.com/2007/11/da-am-zis-sa-mi-fac-si-eu-un-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09265109054225675887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvYqu0TFkNg/ScAOqWk_XDI/AAAAAAAAABg/_xxTjMEAZvY/S220/eu+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
