<?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-3072226116170759489</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:12:52.719+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E.M</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>234</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-6714381696098062468</id><published>2011-12-15T20:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T21:31:08.104+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorinelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anna M: dorina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dorina Bombonele: m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anna M: despre ce sa scriu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dorina Bombonele: despre ce vrei tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dorina Bombonele: despre cat ma iubesti pe mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, here we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dorina este una dintre cele trei "my best friends". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ce compunere de copil oligofren pare pana acum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ar trebui deci sa incep cu inceputul, cum am cunoscut-o pe Dorina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Era vara lui 2009 cand navigam pe blogul lui Mada si am dat peste aceasta creatura cu totul noua pentru mine pana atunci, Xaynde (no idea how to spell it right) care avea un blog intitulat "The Fire Lady" pe Wordpress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tot citind si dandu-mi cu parerea pe acolo am ajuns sa ne imprietenim si sa-i dau add pe mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Si restul e istorie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O iubesc mult pe Dorinache a mea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mult Mult mult! &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Si sunt mandra de ea ca a devenit o Potterhead si ca putem vorbi pe tema Harry Potter ani intregi! &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Si imi place sa-i trimit SMS-uri si sa o sun (chiar daca I have problems dealing with the accent, tot e super!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, do you love me, girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-6714381696098062468?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/6714381696098062468/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=6714381696098062468' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6714381696098062468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6714381696098062468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/12/dorinelle.html' title='Dorinelle'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7001078992917895734</id><published>2011-12-09T17:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T22:22:24.804+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Credeati ca ati scapat (din nou) de mine? Ha! Nici gand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Doar ca ultimele zile au fost cam ocupate. Nu am facut mare branza care sa fie interesant, sa va tina cu sufletul la gura, asa ca o sa incerc sa redau pe scurt cateva chestii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Miercuri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;am fost la McDonald's si mi-am luat Happy Meal cu jucarie (si cica in Februarie fac 19 ani)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;am primit de Mos Nicolae o pereche de cizme din imitatie de piele neagra, lungi pana la genunchi, pufoase in interior si sunt foarte mandra de ele &amp;lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mi-am incarcat telefonul cu 2500 minute si 2500 mesaje in retea si inca ceva minute nationale. Ah! si 100 MB pentru internet mobile-ul meu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Joi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;am avut de la 15:30 la 21:30 shooting pentru albumul de clasa a12-a asa ca asta a fost tot ce am facut toata ziua. M-am schimbat de tinute si am stat la poze. Alea din studio, ca alea in natura (respectiv la Hanul Pescarilor le-am facut deja). Si, desi eu nu prea ies bine in poze (cel putin in alea facute de mine, trebuie sa ma chinui mult), in astea am iesit super bine si iubesc asta! O sa pun cateva si pe Facebook zilele astea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Vineri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;am primit ca early Christmas present toooata seria de carti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Harry Potter" &lt;/span&gt;dintr-o intamplare. Cele sapte carti plus, bonus, o cutie pe care scrie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Harry Potter"&lt;/span&gt; si in care imi pot depozita diferite lucruri.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;am mancat baclava de la un take-away cu specific turcesc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;apoi am mancat spagetti carbonara la un alt restaurant, unul unguresc. Eh! tot a fost bine!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;am primit pozele de la studio (doar cu mine) de la Wewe pe mess. Restul le primesc Luni pe trei DVD-uri. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sper ca nu v-am plictisit prea mult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ne mai vedem / citit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dorina, succes in incercarea ta de a face 100 de posturi pana la sfarsitul anului! &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7001078992917895734?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7001078992917895734/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7001078992917895734' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7001078992917895734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7001078992917895734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunshine-daisies-butter-mellow-turn.html' title='Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow.'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8511684118783034581</id><published>2011-12-07T18:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T18:06:31.576+02:00</updated><title type='text'>100</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdDZg-ZVMFI/TRuORM9JqbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/yQLTaYSjpJk/s1600/100-age-l.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdDZg-ZVMFI/TRuORM9JqbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/yQLTaYSjpJk/s1600/100-age-l.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acesta este cel de al 100-lea meu articol pe blog anul asta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu am mai postat atatea luni si totusi am 100 de articole! I rock!&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/3072226116170759489-8511684118783034581?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8511684118783034581/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8511684118783034581' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8511684118783034581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8511684118783034581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/12/100.html' title='100'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KdDZg-ZVMFI/TRuORM9JqbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/yQLTaYSjpJk/s72-c/100-age-l.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8873214742244162650</id><published>2011-12-06T16:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:15:38.171+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Stranger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm back, after I've been gone for a loooong while, I'm finally back. Back into me, back to this blog or...just back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stiu ca v-a fost dor de mine, sau cel putin unora. Nu dau nume aici de oameni care ma stalk-au sa mai scriu ceva pe blog ca prea m-am lenevit :-" adica de prin Iulie, iar asta inseamna sase-sapte luni, huuuu! rusinica, rusinica, rusinicaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am promis in Septembrie ca o sa ma intorc:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Voi reveni din nou la viata pe blog, dar nu azi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nu ma simt in stare!"&lt;/span&gt;, nu am mentionat cand, deci...cred eu ca asta e un moment bun sa o fac :D Nu?&lt;br /&gt;Si ce daca sunt ocupata cu clasa a 12-a? Si ce daca am mult de invatat? Nu o sa las asta sa ma omoare, will I? No! ("Will me, thrill me, you can never kill me!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi am dat test la Literatura Universala si am avut de rezumat o carte apartinand curentului realist, si eu am rezumat, in mod evident, "Batranul si Marea" de Ernest Hemingay. That book rooocks!&lt;br /&gt;La ora de Cinema am urmarit un film grozav,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "When Nietzsche wept"&lt;/span&gt;, e absolut uimitor! Desigur, am vazut si alte filme geniale &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Jeux d'enfants (Love me if you dare)"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Midnight in Paris"&lt;/span&gt; (asta mi-a mers direct la corazon, pentru ca apar scriitori si pictori pe care eu ii admir", &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Memento"&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Restul e tacere"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"American History X"&lt;/span&gt;, dar noah! si cateva filme care nu prea mi-au placut &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The age of innocence"&lt;/span&gt;, de exemplu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apropo de filme, am vazut in sfarsit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (part II)"&lt;/span&gt;, acasa, pe calculator, dar tot a fost genial pentru ca e Harry Potter si Harry Potter nu are cum sa nu fie genial!&lt;br /&gt;In plus, am o gramada de chestii cu Harry Potter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O mica lista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;caiete&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;termos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tema pe telefon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;poze&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stick-ere&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;postere&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ringtons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;filmele&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cartile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bacheta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;piese de sah ca-l HP1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;backround la calculator&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cont pe Pottermore facut in cele sase zile speciale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They call me insane, I call myself a real Potterhead! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sper ca ati obervat ca am schimbat si interfata blogului, pentru ca, man, fundalul ala negru ajunsese sa ma plictiseasca in asa hal ca imi taia orice elan de scris pe blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Am pus o tema de iarna cu un banner (cred ca va inchipuiti) legat de Harry Potter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E geniala, asa-i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: La schimb de cadouri de Mos Nicolae am primit de la Roxi Puscau o bascuta rosie adooorabila, pentru ca eu port bascute adorabile &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS2: Observ ca am revenit in aceiasi zi cu Dorina. Cheers! Drink to that, girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La multi ani de Mos Nicolae tuturor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Glad to be back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Em. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-8873214742244162650?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8873214742244162650/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8873214742244162650' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8873214742244162650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8873214742244162650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-stranger.html' title='Hello Stranger!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1967057787268126854</id><published>2011-09-23T19:07:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:09:02.160+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Scurt si cuprinzator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu le-as extirpa uterul femeilor care isi abandoneaza copiii ca sa fuga cu un barbat / dupa bani / la munca (portofelit) in Italia. Spania, orice tara. &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/3072226116170759489-1967057787268126854?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1967057787268126854/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1967057787268126854' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1967057787268126854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1967057787268126854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/09/scurt-si-cuprinzator.html' title='Scurt si cuprinzator'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-4606636227837777228</id><published>2011-09-01T18:20:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T19:18:30.638+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amurg de toama violet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ziarpiatraneamt.ro/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/septembrie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 243px;" src="http://ziarpiatraneamt.ro/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/septembrie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pentru prima data de muuult timp nu mai simt acea melancolie la venirea toamnei si nici nu mai zic "Vreau vara inapoi!". Simteam nevoia de a incheia un capitol in viata mea, capitol pe care l-am lasat deschis si dupa implinirea varstei de 18 ani, si care vad acum ca se vrea inchis cu orice pret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu pot sa ma laud ca l-am inchis de tot, dar am inceput incet incet sa il inchid, va fi cu totul inchis atunci cand voi termina si clasa a doisprezecea, adica in noua luni de acum inainte. Imi place sa ma gandesc la faptul ca asta ar putea fi ultima toamna petrecuta in Romania &amp;lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De asemenea, de-abia astept Octombrie, mai precis, sfarsitul lui Octombrie. Atunci e Ziua Portilor Deschise la Facultatea la care vreau sa ma duc, Coventry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Voi reveni din nou la viata pe blog, dar nu azi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu ma simt in stare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-4606636227837777228?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/4606636227837777228/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=4606636227837777228' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4606636227837777228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4606636227837777228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/09/amurg-de-toama-violet.html' title='Amurg de toama violet'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-6547081208690495420</id><published>2011-08-24T19:06:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T19:15:38.400+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-Day, Rupert Grint!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bFO5wBAoOi4/TlUh-QBedZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MoBtR0aIQ7U/s1600/tumblr_lq9jgljfJO1qzrxejo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bFO5wBAoOi4/TlUh-QBedZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MoBtR0aIQ7U/s200/tumblr_lq9jgljfJO1qzrxejo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644455061315548562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy B-Day, Rupert Grint!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The King of all Gingers! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-6547081208690495420?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/6547081208690495420/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=6547081208690495420' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6547081208690495420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6547081208690495420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-b-day-rupert-grint.html' title='Happy B-Day, Rupert Grint!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bFO5wBAoOi4/TlUh-QBedZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MoBtR0aIQ7U/s72-c/tumblr_lq9jgljfJO1qzrxejo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-9171001896602229629</id><published>2011-08-11T16:10:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T16:37:44.869+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Copiii spun lucruri traznite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De cand mi-a povestit Mihaela o faza dintre ea si fata ei Bianca (are aproape 7 ani) m-am tot gandit sa o scriu si pe blog, dar mereu m-am luat cu altele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Here you go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bianca: *vede o reclama Always Duo la televizor* Mami, tu folosesti Always Duo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mihaela: Nu, mami. Acela este pentru femeile cu un flux mare la menstruatie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*pauza de cateva clipe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bianca: Mami, tu daca ai avea vezica si pasarica mai mare ai folosi Always Duo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mihaela: Asta nu tine de dimensiunile vezicii si nici ale pasaricii. Tine de aparatul uro-genital. Vezi tu, corpul nostru este format din oase, muschi, piele, carne si mai multe aparate, printre ele si aparatul uro-genital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bianca: *cu capul in nori, uitandu-se in jur* Huh? Ce? Cine ti-a bagat un aparat acolo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Asa am ras cand a povestit faza asta si m-am gandit: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Uite, ma! Uite unde ii poate duce mintea pe copii!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-9171001896602229629?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/9171001896602229629/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=9171001896602229629' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/9171001896602229629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/9171001896602229629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/08/copiii-spun-lucruri-traznite.html' title='Copiii spun lucruri traznite'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-813002552800530942</id><published>2011-08-09T21:01:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:08:19.004+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradoxul omenesc</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In ultimele saptamani am fost mai mult la tara, pentru inmormantarea si parastasele lui Buni (da, a murit Buni pe 27 iulie. Nu am fost in stare sa scriu despre asta, pentru ca noah! au fost momente grele si noah...). Sincer, am fost socata sa vad mentalitatea oamenilor de pe acolo si pe ce anume pun ei pret in viata si viziunile lor atat de diferite de ale mele...noastre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mi se pare atat de ciudat si in acelasi timp de fals, lipsit de respect cum la biserica, la inmormantare au venit tot felul de oameni pe care eu una nu i-am vazut in viata mea si nici macar nu am auzit de ei, imbracati in negru, cu lacrimi la ochi (lacrimi care imi par false, doar de parada). Incercau sa-i spuna mamei ce sa faca si cum, impingand-o dintr-o parte in alta si lundu-se tot timpul de ea, ca habar nu are, ca nu stie cum, ca de ce aia, de ce aia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Frate! cand vii la o inmormantare a unui om pe care nu prea l-ai cunoscut, nu ai avut contact recent cu el si incerci sa-ti bagi nasul prin socoteala rudelor! That suucks, astfel de oameni ar trebui sa fie interzisi, mi se pare o lipsa de educatie crasa si mai ales de respect fata de durerea celor ramasi in urma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Slujba continua, buni este inmormantata, ne ducem acasa. Mai tarziu, cand au venit verisorii mei de la Bordeni (care nu au putut ajunge la slujba) au trecut prima data pe la biserica sa aprinda o lumanare. Cand intra Mihaela in biserica il aude pe Toma (un burtos care m-a calcat rau pe batatura in timpul slujbei, daca mai adulmeca pe acolo ii dadeam un sut in groapa si il astupam) si pe dascal discutand despre pensia lui Buni si despre ce ar trebui noi sa facem cu apartamentul ei, acum ca ea a murit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cand a povestit asta am fost gen: "Wait, what?!". E incredibil cum unii oameni isi pot baga botul jegos in viata altora, mai ales cand acei oameni sunt morti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pentru tot cei care isi baga nasul in viata lui Buni si incearca sa fie smart-asses, am un mesaj: Damn you! Damn you all the way to Hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ca sa inchei intr-un mod mai optimist o sa va spun doar atat: "Pray for London!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-813002552800530942?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/813002552800530942/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=813002552800530942' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/813002552800530942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/813002552800530942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/08/paradoxul-omenesc.html' title='Paradoxul omenesc'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8852338391414704710</id><published>2011-08-04T19:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T19:23:06.814+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let go, never give up, it's such a wonderful life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ieri m-am vazut cu Iris. A fost grozaav! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Desi am avut ceva probleme in a ne gasi, deoarece eu nu prea ma descurc  in Ploiesti, de fapt, eu am un simt de orientare in spatiu "fantastic"  (daca ma scoti in fata blocului si ma invarti de doua ori m-am pierdut).  Pana la urma ne-am gasit si i-am dat doua imbratisari diabetice, una de  la mine, alta de la Marina (btw, Marina, am primit imbratisarea de la  tine. A fost duuulce &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt; ). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Am fost la o pizza si am primit un suc gratis pe care l-am baut eu *blushes* pentru ca Iris nu serverste bauturi acidulate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Dupa ce am mancat acea pizza am plecat sa ne plimbam, a cunoscut-o pe  matusa mea (caci farmacia la care lucreaza ea e foarte aproape de mall),  dar ne-am prins ploaia asa ca a trebuit sa fugim catre mall si sa ne  adapostim acolo de ploaie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Am stat ceva timp in mall, holbandu-ne pe la magazine, unde Iris a vazut  sute de chestii cu bufnite de care s-a indragostit, dar evident, ne  depaseau bugetul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Dupa mall ne-am plimbat pe bulevard unde ne-am facut cateva poze, doar  cateva impreuna, mai multe mi-a facut ea mie si au iesit grozav! Am  iesit foarte bine in poze, ceea ce e socant, pentru ca eu nu prea ies  bine in poze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Ne-am dus apoi in Sud, care dupa mine e o zona extrem de dubioasa, plina  de persoane suspecte, care ma faceau sa fiu extreeem de vigilenta (dupa  cum ar zice Moody, "Vigilenta continua!").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Am vorbit multe, am ras, iar Iris a zis ca accentul meu de ardeleanca e adorabil, iar vocea mea este copilaroasa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Pe scurt: M-am simtit extreeeem de bine si as vrea sa ma intalnesc din nou cu ea cat mai curand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-8852338391414704710?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8852338391414704710/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8852338391414704710' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8852338391414704710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8852338391414704710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont-let-go-never-give-up-its-such.html' title='Don&apos;t let go, never give up, it&apos;s such a wonderful life!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8847278085939436141</id><published>2011-07-22T21:22:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:26:42.797+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O my...(V) (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O noua serie de cautari pe Google care au dus spre blogul meu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Scuzati intarzierea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;toti oamenii sunt bi - Hmm, nu chiar. De fapt, toti oamenii se nasc bi, dar aleg una dintre cele doua exteme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;leapsa nr 1 - Nu mai stiu daca am facut-o sau nu. Verifica si tu prin arhive :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"cherry bomb finally" - Exact asa am zis si eu cand am tinut intre maini DVD-ul cu filmul "CherryBomb" adus direct din UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;bancul  lunii iunie 2011 - Pana la urma nu am mai organizat concursul. Ar mai  fi trebuit o etapa, dar a intervenit nu stiu ce si am anuat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;bancul saptamaini - Look back in time (arhive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;bisexualitatea o boala - I don't think so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ce  spune biblia despre daca sotia a curve it - Ca o sa fie condamnate la  eterna tortura. Ar fi asa de cute sa spuna la fel si despre popii care  violeaza baieteii in altar :-L Dar noah!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;moms - Sunt minunate &amp;lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cantec copii ursu doarme si viseaza - Ursul doarme si viseaza ca papucii lui danseaza \:D/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;viata de lazarist - Asta nu poate fi descris in cuvinte! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;harry poter si comoara - Harry Potter e o comoara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;pisica neagra 666 - What? De ce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ca sa te incrunti - De ce sa te incrunti? Sa zambesti e mai bine! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ce nr e m - E o litera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;citate care te-au marcat - Destule. Hmm :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;harry potter - Copilarieee! &amp;lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-8847278085939436141?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8847278085939436141/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8847278085939436141' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8847278085939436141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8847278085939436141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-myv-part-1.html' title='O my...(V) (part 1)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5291436987040656506</id><published>2011-07-18T17:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:04:33.852+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu am ales-o cu nici un random, ci asa, cum mi-a venit mie :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Are you named after anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;No. I'm so original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2. When was last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday. I saw a huge gornet when I was taking a shower and I was fucking scared, so scared that I cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Do you have kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Not yet. But I want to make two or three later. Maybe at 30 or so :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4. If you were another person, would you be a friend of yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Do you use sarcasm a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yeah, pretty much. Ok, very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6. Will you ever bungee-jump?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't know if I will, but I so want to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7. Whats your favorite cereal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dosen't matter as long as they are with honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8. Whats the first thing you notice about people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9. What is your eye color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Blaack, and I love this. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10. Scary movie or happy endings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Scary movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;11. Favorite smells?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Fresh herb, coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;12. Summer or winter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Late spring &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;13. Computer or television?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;14. What's the farthest you've ever been from home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In London &amp;lt;3 but I felt like London is my home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;15. Do you have special talents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I write novels, I annoy people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;16. Where were you born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Romania.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;17. What are your hobbies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Reading, music, writing, joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;18. Do you have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A cat named Cipi. :D He's 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;19. Favorite movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Harry Potter movies, Rupert Grint movies (CherryBomb, Wild Target, Thunderpants, Driving Lessons)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;20. Do you have any siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;21. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A Psychologist in the UK &amp;lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;22. When was your first slow dance and the song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;At my 8th grade prom. With a cute guy from my class. He was a "Harry Potter" fan and he gave me for the first time "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire" to watch on DVD. I could say the was the most human boy from there. Long story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The song was: 3 Sud Est - Vorbe care dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;23. Movies you dislike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Romantic pink fluffy ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;24. What 3 YouTubers/bloggers would you like to meet in person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bloggers: Geo, Dorina, Madu, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;YouTuber: NigaHiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-5291436987040656506?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5291436987040656506/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5291436987040656506' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5291436987040656506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5291436987040656506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/07/leapsa-random.html' title='Leapsa random'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3826654011227494183</id><published>2011-07-15T15:17:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:07:39.106+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Premiera "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.t-spot.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 322px;" src="http://www.t-spot.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Premiera "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" (part 2), adica ultimul film "Harry Potter" ever, cel care incheie sfarsitul erei Potter va fi o premiera la care eu nu voi putea sa merg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ieri cand m-am dus fain frumos sa-mi iau bilete la Cinematograful Patria din Ploiesti aflu cu stupoare si subliniez STUPOARE ca filmul nu ruleaza din in orasul asta (sa-l futa becu de oras). M-am intors acasa cu coada intre picioare si dupa o zi intreaga de plans isteric, ca nu pot sa ajung la premiera din Bucuresti mi-am revenit, si am conchis ca nu o sa mor daca nu vad premiera, desi asta imi calca cu toc ascutit de 15 centimentrii pe orgoliu de fan urias Harry Potter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As fi putut sa-mi iau bilete de mult, dar am tot sperat ca o sa merg la mare cu daddy, asa cum a zis. Daca mi-as fi ascultat instinctul (si mama) mi-a fi interesat sa-mi iau bilete, si nu m-as fi bazat ca merg la mare cu dad.  *isi da ochii peste cap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am ramas si fara mare si fara premiera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sper ca totusi saptamana viitoare sa pot sa merg la film, sau peste doua saptamani, sau...macar sa-l iau de pe net. Nu vreau sa raman ultima persoana care nu a vazut ultimul film din seria "Harry Potter"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Imi pare asa de rau cand ma gandesc ca totul s-a terminat acum, ca Harry, Ron si Hermione nu o sa mai aiba nici o aventura. Dar fenomenul "Harry Potter" va disparea cu adevarat cand nici un fan nu isi va mai aminti de carti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3826654011227494183?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3826654011227494183/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3826654011227494183' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3826654011227494183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3826654011227494183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/07/premiera-harry-potter-and-deathly.html' title='Premiera &quot;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&quot; (part 2)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-4623808709809142294</id><published>2011-07-14T12:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T12:15:21.108+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Booooooksss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Geo organizeaza un Giveaway cu carti in genul celui facut de mine pe World of Books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As vrea sa castig "Cum traiesc mortii" de Will Self ( http://www.libris.ro/literatura-universala/cum-traiesc-mortii---will-self-HUM973-689-185-4--c7509--p311907.html ) pentru ca am fost atrasa de ea de cand am oferit-o ca premiu pe blogul meu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Check it out:  http://rebellionabsentee.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-4623808709809142294?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/4623808709809142294/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=4623808709809142294' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4623808709809142294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4623808709809142294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/07/booooooksss.html' title='Booooooksss!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-239557361630084378</id><published>2011-07-12T16:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T16:58:30.722+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O my...(IV) (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O noua tura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ultimul sunet de clopotel, clasa a viii-a-discursuri- Eram emotionata atunci, acum ma pliciseeeesc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cum trimit scrisoare unui star - Ii aflii adresa unde ii pot scrie fanii, pui mana pe o hartie si pe un creion / pix / stilou, iti asterni gandurile pe hartie, dupa aia cumperi un plic, bagi scrisoarea, ii pui un timbru si o pui in una dintre cutiile mari si rosii din fata Postei. Voilla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;despre colegii mei de clasa:x - Ca sa o citez pe profa mea de istorie:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Nu raspund la provocari!"&lt;/span&gt;. Acum serios, unii dintre ei sunt cute :D, altii sunt doar ok, iar alti... (puncte de suspensie interpretabile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;diploma pentru sfarsitul clasei intai - Inca o mai am pe a mea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;discurs diriginte ultimul sunet de clopotel cls a viii - Luuung si sfatos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;diversitatea religiilor in secolul 20 - Am avut de facut un referat la istorie despre asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;eu consider ca ... asta ca fiind inutil - Si eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;melodie comunista : suntem copii - Eh, nostalgia? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"aur si paine voi sunteti niste eroi" - Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;accentul din ardeal - E super sexos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;poze fund pe care scrie oldschool - De ce? O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;teza la franceza 2011 - Doamna fereste apara si pazeste! Iti dai seama ca daca am da teza la franceza as fi DOOMED X_X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cantec - vine vacanta cu trenul din franta - Da, da, da &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ce are diriga sub fusta? - Chiloti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;giveaway - Pe blogul meu special pentru asta! ;;) Go and see: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.colors-imagination-books.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;discurs director sfarsit de an scolar aurel lazar - Sper ca mai scurt decat ala de anul trecut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-239557361630084378?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/239557361630084378/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=239557361630084378' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/239557361630084378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/239557361630084378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-myiv-part-2.html' title='O my...(IV) (part 2)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7041463661390486013</id><published>2011-07-07T16:56:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T19:05:38.008+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bong, bong, pull me a beer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Stiu ca nu am mai scris de o gramadaaa de timp pe blog, mai precis din 28 Iunie 2011. Asta inseamna noua zile. Hey! Nu e asa de mult cum mi s-a parut mie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu are rost sa ma lalai cu ideile, asa ca voi face o lista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mi-am facut cont pe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We Heart It.&lt;/span&gt; Username-ul meu este &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;British_Kid. &lt;/span&gt;Heheheh! Va asteptati la altceva? xD. Ador We Heart It, bate Tumblr-ul la fundul gol :&amp;gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am terminat sezonul I din&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "The Vampire Diaries"&lt;/span&gt; in trei zile. Serialul este mult prea buuuun!!! Si pentru cei care intreaba "Team Stefan or Team Damon", sa stiti ca amandoi sunt niste bunaciuni. Ii prefer pe amandoi. Peste o saptamana sau ceva incep si sezonul II, ca al III-lea incepe abia in Septembrie si nu vreau sa stau "pe uscat" pana atunci.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am deschis un nou concurs pe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World of Books&lt;/span&gt;, take a look.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mi-am facut cont de MSN, ca sa pot discuta pe messenger cu oameni from abroad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mi-am scapat dragul meu BlackBerry in apa si acum e la uscat. Sper sa mai functioneze ca inainte. Daca nu, o sa mor putin pe dinauntru.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Legile lui Murphy - Legea "Isi bat joc de mine":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunt interesata de doua Universitati din UK, de Canterbury si de Coventry si as vrea sa ma duc la Portile Deschise de la ambele, dar se pare ca pe 8 Octombrie ambele isi tin portile deschise si evident (in afara cazului in care voi folosi Clepsidra Timpului) nu pot fi in doua locuri deodata. X_X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;La Canterbury mai sunt porti deschise pe 14 Septembrie, iar la Coventry pe 22 Octombrie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hmm, decizii, decizii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7041463661390486013?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7041463661390486013/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7041463661390486013' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7041463661390486013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7041463661390486013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/07/bong-bong-pull-me-beer.html' title='Bong, bong, pull me a beer!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-772437718098333724</id><published>2011-06-28T12:35:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:54:29.863+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is a state</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Chiar acum la ora 12:37 (ora la care am inceput sa scriu articolul), eu stau cu o cafea dulce cu lapte langa mine, incercand sa savurez fiecare picatura din ea in timp ce incerc sa-mi dau seama pe ce lume sunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi sunt un zombie pe doua picioare, azi noapte m-am culcat la doua si azi dimineata m-am sculat la sapte jumate, cinci ore si jumatate de somn, yeey!! *zombie face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu m-am mai ocupat de proiectul&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Today I'm wearing..."&lt;/span&gt; pentru ca sincer aici nu prea am cu cine sa ies afara, si de ce. Sper sa ma pot ocupa de el cand o sa fiu cu daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My head hurts, I guess I need more coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi o sa ma ocup si de concursul cu bancurile, iar de luni incolo se deschide alt concurs pe World of Books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Good day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Anna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-772437718098333724?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/772437718098333724/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=772437718098333724' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/772437718098333724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/772437718098333724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/here-is-state.html' title='Here is a state'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8551412602082567491</id><published>2011-06-25T18:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T18:11:29.651+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's have this black celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7ZeSQZ40SUg" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi se implinesc doi ani de cand a murit Michael Jackson, regele muzicii Pop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In urma cu exact doi ani, moartea regelui Pop ne soca pe toti, indiferent din ce colt al mapamondului am fi fost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Acum a venit timpul sa ne amintim din nou de el si sa ii fredonam melodiile incercand sa imitam celebru Moonwalk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;R.I.P Michael! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-8551412602082567491?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8551412602082567491/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8551412602082567491' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8551412602082567491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8551412602082567491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/lets-have-this-black-celebration.html' title='Let&apos;s have this black celebration!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7ZeSQZ40SUg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7393076661870135094</id><published>2011-06-22T19:43:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:53:29.168+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing is deceiving but dreaming is believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi a fost ziua matusii mele, a facut 83 de ani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Se tine bine pentru varsta ei, merge mult pe jos si face tot felul de treburi prin casa. Sincer, o admir pentru lucrurile pe care le face la varsta ei si mai ales ca nu e foarte inalta (are sub 1.50, dar nu stiu cat).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A fost frumos. Au venit la noi nasii mei, sora ei (Roni) si fata ei (fata lui Roni, Vivi) si am fost in total vreo sapte. Nu am fost foarte multi dar e frumos cand se umple casa si toti vorbim asa intre noi, depanand amintiri si razand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am mancat doua felii de tort diplomat, a fost asa de buun! Si am baut trei pahare de Cola. Chiar daca am incalcat regimul ala cu mancat regulat si cu cap, m-am simtit bine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nasul meu a si facut cateva poze pe care chiar vreau sa le vad si sper ca am iesit bine in ele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Deci, ziua mea de regim s-a cam dus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eh! xD Nu-i problema!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ma cam doare stomacul acum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cred ca totusi am mancat cam mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am vorbit azi din nou pe Omegle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am intalnit o chinezoaica cute si un polonez de treaba. Doi oameni Ok in aceiasi zi, ceea ce e cu adevarat un recod. Caci deobicei eu dau doar de indieni perversi X_X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Vroiam sa fac un plan de idei cu chestii de facut in aceasta vara, dar cred ca o sa o fac maine, nu prea am chef acum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;PS: Am adresa de mail pe Hotmail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7393076661870135094?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7393076661870135094/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7393076661870135094' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7393076661870135094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7393076661870135094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/seeing-is-deceiving-but-dreaming-is.html' title='Seeing is deceiving but dreaming is believing'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3185851135075738133</id><published>2011-06-22T11:08:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T11:27:13.422+03:00</updated><title type='text'>CONCURS: Bancul Saptamanii 21 iunie -28 iunie + Rezultatele de saptamana trecuta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Scuzati intarzierea de o zi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bancul castigator de saptamana trecuta a fost bancul cu numarul trei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Pe vremea colectivizarii, vine inginerul agronom la badea Gheorghe si-l intreaba:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Bade, cat cosesti pe zi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Apai cam un hectar, daca nu stau deloc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Ia arata-mi si mie bade, cum cosesti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Incepe badea Gheorghe sa-i arate cum coseste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-  Bade Gherghe, uite ce m-am gandit. Daca punem inca o coasa orientata  invers, se dubleaza productivitatea. I-au montat omului inca o coasa  invers, nu mai avea timpi morti, s-a dublat productivitatea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vine din nou inginerul agronom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Bade Gheorghe, ne-am gandit sa-ti punem in spate, agatata de curea o grebla, ca sa strangi si fanul din urma ta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Zis si facut; eficienta a crescut cu inca 30 %. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vine din nou specialistul la badea Gheorghe cand cosea pe camp. Cand il vede, badea Gheorghe innebuneste si o ia la fuga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Inginerul il ajunge din urma cu IMS-ul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Bade unde fugi asa, ca am venit sa-ti dau Ordinul Muncii clasa intai, pentru cel mai productiv taran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Of, m-am linstit! Am crezut ca veniti sa-mi legati un felinar de pula, ca sa pot cosi si noaptea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Incepe un nou concurs de bancul saptamanii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Alegeti dintre urmatoarele cinci bancuri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;1. O femeie suna disperata la medicul veterinar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Dom’ doctor, pisica mea a baut benzina! Apoi s-a invartit ca nebuna prin casa vreo trei ore si acum sta pe canapea si nu se mai misca deloc. Ce s-a intamplat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sta medicul, se gandeste, apoi raspunde calm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Stiu ca este criza dar ar mai trebuii sa ii mai bagati benzina ca i-a murit motorul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Meniul zilnic al unui rus din perioada comunista:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dimineata: Ma scol si ma duc la baie dar e prea frig ca sa folosesc apa. Ma spal cu vodka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;La micul dejun mananc niste carne si beau o vodka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pranz: Sunt la lucru. Fiind tara comunista, si chiar cea care a lansat acest curent social, cam ducem lipsa de cafea deci beau o vodka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Seara: Ma intorc acasa. Trec pe la piata intai si iau niste carne si o sticla de vodka pentru a doua zi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Inainte de culcare vreau sa beau un pahar de lapte dar am uitat sa stau la coada azi dimineata asa ca beau din vodka cumparata mai devreme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;3. La scoala, invatatoarea ii intreaba pe copii ce ocupatie au tatii lor. Cand vine si randul lui Bula acesta spune:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;-Din pacate tatal meu este decedat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;-Dar inainte de a muri ce a facut? intreaba invatatoarea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;-S-a invinetit, a dat ochii peste cap si a cazut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Un copil mergea cu autobuzul prin oras, stand exact pe locul de langa sofer si urland cat il tineau puterile :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;− Daca tata era un taur si mama o vaca, atunci eu as fi fost un mic tauras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Soferul incepu sa se enerveze din ce in ce mai tare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;− Daca tata era un elefant si mama o elefantica, atunci eu as fi fost un mic elefantel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Soferul deja scotea fum pe nari de nervi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Copilul trecu in revista o intreaga gradina zoologica, enervandu-l pe sofer la maxim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pana la urma, acesta se decise sa i-o plateasca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;− Auzi baietica, dar daca taica-tu era betiv si maica-ta prostituata, tu ce ai fi fost???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Urletul soferului il facu pe copil sa zambeasca, in timp ce ii dadu replica :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;− Sofer de autobuz, nene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;5. In avion, un domn şi o fetiţă. Domnul zice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Ce-ar fi să stăm de vorbă? Se pare că timpul trece mai repede conversând.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Bine, zice fetiţa închizând cartea pe care abia o deschisese. Despre ce aţi dori să vorbim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Păi, zice domnul, o temă interesantă ar fi despre fizica atomică, nu crezi? si surâde superior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- De acord, dar întâi vreau să vă întreb ceva: O vacă, un cal şi o oaie mănâncă acelaşi lucru - iarba, dar oaia excretă nişte biluţe, vaca o plăcintă iar calul nişte mingi uscate. Cum vă explicaţi fenomenul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Habar n-am, zice domnul, minunându-se de inteligenţa fetiţei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Atunci cum vreţi să vorbim de fizica atomică dacă nici despre căcat nu ştiţi nimic???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Spor la votat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aveti timp pana martea viitoare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3185851135075738133?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3185851135075738133/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3185851135075738133' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3185851135075738133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3185851135075738133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/concurs-bancul-saptamanii-21-iunie-28.html' title='CONCURS: Bancul Saptamanii 21 iunie -28 iunie + Rezultatele de saptamana trecuta'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-4953747189021360244</id><published>2011-06-18T13:49:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T15:07:16.867+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls' day out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi am fost cu mom la KFC. A fost pentru prima data dupa mult timp cand am avut o iesire cu mama in oras, asa cu doua fete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;M-am distrat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am plecat pe la 11: 30 de acasa, si am luat autobuzul 30 pentru ajunge mai repede la Mall, pentru ca trebuia sa fim acasa la o ora rezonabila. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;La KFC eu am comandat o salata KFC (cica incerc sa mananc la regim) (a fost asa buna salata aia *drools*) iar ea a mancat niste chestii d-alea asa de picante ca eu nici macar nu indraznesc sa visez la ele X_X sunt ca niste...bombe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Apoi am baut cate un coktail nou aparut, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Krushers&lt;/span&gt;. Al meu a fost cu lime si zmeura, iar al ei cu lime si menta. Super yummy! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Apoi am fost la o cofetarie sa comandam un tort pentru ziua matusii mele de la Campina. Cofetaria aia mi-a trezit o gramada de amintiri din copilarie. Acolo mergeam intodeauna cu Buni sau cu Titi (bunicul meu) sa mancam cate o prajitura cand ei luau pensia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am observat ca o multime de amintiri ma ovesc gramada in Ploiesti, amintiri din copilarie, amintiei frumose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pe scurt: I had an incredible Saturday afternoon. &amp;lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-4953747189021360244?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/4953747189021360244/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=4953747189021360244' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4953747189021360244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4953747189021360244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/girls-day-out.html' title='Girls&apos; day out'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5775791914466023633</id><published>2011-06-17T15:50:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T19:18:17.670+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It all ends here, where it all began!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5NYt1qirBWg" allowfullscreen="" width="500" frameborder="0" height="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A fost lansat ultimul trailer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Harry Potter"&lt;/span&gt; si cand zic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ultimul"&lt;/span&gt; ma refer chiar la ultimul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dupa sapte ani la Hogwarts, Harry, Ron si Hermione isi vor continua aventurile intr-o lume nescrisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu mi-am putut opri cateva lacrimi cand am vazut prima data trailer-ul. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Harry Potter"&lt;/span&gt; a facut parte din viata mea inca de cand aveam 11 ani, deci de sapte ani inca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Imi amintesc si acum Craciunul din 2004 cand am primit primele carti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Harry Potter si Piatra Filozofala"&lt;/span&gt; si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Harry Potter si Camera Secretelor"&lt;/span&gt;, la cateva zile dupa am primit si a treia carte, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Harry Potter si Prizonierul din Azkaban"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O sa-mi fie dor de cei sapte ani de Hogwarts dar eu...am fost, sunt si voi fi o fana &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Harry Potter"&lt;/span&gt; declarata pe viata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sper sa pot sa merg la premiera ultimului film pe 15 Iulie &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-5775791914466023633?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5775791914466023633/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5775791914466023633' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5775791914466023633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5775791914466023633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-all-ends-here-where-it-all-began.html' title='It all ends here, where it all began!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5NYt1qirBWg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-9060509439079226778</id><published>2011-06-17T15:03:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T15:29:40.548+03:00</updated><title type='text'>If you wanna make God laugh, show Him your plans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mare dreptate avea vorba aia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Daca vrei sa-l faci pe Dumnezeu sa rada, prezinta-i planurile tale."&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Se pare ca eu ieri cand mi-am facut lista de planuri nu am luat in considerare venirea matusii mele de la Campina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ceea ce inseamna ca trebuie sa imi reorganizez lista TO DO si sa decalez cu o saptamana tot ce imi pusesem in minte sa fac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Stai! De fapt nu: pot continua masajul anticelulitic si dieta dar planul cu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Today I'm wearing...&lt;/span&gt;" trebuie sa il aman inca o saptamana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tot raul spre bine, acum am mai mult timp pentru pregatiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mereu imi propun sa imi fac liste TO DO, dar sunt constienta ca niciodata nu reusesc sa ma tin de ele X_X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dar azi imi fac o mica lista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO DO for today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa imi refac manechiura&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa fac o baie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa ma epilez&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa scriu la ficurile mele&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa nu stresez pe nimeni&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa imi fac masajul anticelulitic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sa fiu happy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As I said on Twitter:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "All I need to be happy today is some milky coffee, a good song, a British thing and of course, my friends."&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/3072226116170759489-9060509439079226778?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/9060509439079226778/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=9060509439079226778' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/9060509439079226778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/9060509439079226778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-you-wanna-make-god-laugh-show-him.html' title='If you wanna make God laugh, show Him your plans!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7374286126189635370</id><published>2011-06-16T21:39:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T22:10:22.256+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O my...(IV) (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Din nou despartita in doua:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;svastica lui hitler - Acum stiu de unde vin cautarile alea tooate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;aurel lazar director sc alcomtex srl - Ce? Directorul de la Lazar e director si la SC Alcomtex SRL? Nici macar nu stiu cu ce se ocupa firma aia O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cand blackberry - Cand BlackBerry ce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cantecul dorul de copilarie scris - Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cum te vezi peste 10 ani.compunere - Am avut de facut una la Psihologie, anul trecut. Am despus mult suflet la compunerea aia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria este un paradis - Adevarat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;eseu money can't buy happines - Ete fas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;profund dezgust - Si eu am, fata de multe din pacate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;scrisoare catr psiholog - Si ai venit pe blogul meu? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cum decoram o clasa de a 12-a - Cu baloane, panglici, confetii si mai ales MULTI NERVI SI RABDARE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;animalul pe nume zebra, e alba cu dungi negre sau neagra cu du - Cu dungi albe? Da!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ca sa te incrunti ai nevoie de - 46 de muschi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;careul ultimul sunet - Mereu emotionant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sintagme din copilarie - Multe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7374286126189635370?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7374286126189635370/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7374286126189635370' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7374286126189635370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7374286126189635370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-myiv-part-1.html' title='O my...(IV) (part 1)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3602161585842532594</id><published>2011-06-16T14:09:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:17:45.493+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mic sumar al ultimelor zile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu stiu ce titlu sa dau postarii. Stiu ca titlul dat e extrem de plicitisitor si pe mine, una, nu prea m-ar trage sufletul sa citesc o postare cu un asa titlu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mic sumar al ultimelor zile".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In fine, sa intru direct in subiect:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ieri a fost la mine Luca, un alt nepot, verisor cu Bianca despre care v-am vorbit intr-un alt post. Cand erau mai mici, Bianca era o printesa cuminte, iar Luca un zvapaiat fara pereche. Ok, situatia s-a inversat acum, am observat. Bianca e o zvapaiata, iar Luca...Luca e cuminte si rusinos ca o fata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Au crescut frumosi amandoi, dar el de cand era mic mi-a atras atentia prin ceva, are tenul alb, parul brunet si ochii verzi. Seamana cu Harry Potter in copilarie &amp;lt;3, mi-a placut asta mereu la el.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi a venit in vizita o tipa, Simona, e ruda cu noi, dar habar nu am ce fel de ruda, si ne-a adus banane si nectarine. Mi-era pofta de nectarine, dar am mancat doar una. Apoi am mai mancat si caise cumparate de mama. Au fost bune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;In rest, pe lista de idei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;* Vreau sa slabesc cel putin cinci kilograme in trei saptamani. Deja am inceput de ieri sa imi fac masaje anticelulitice si de Luni intru la cura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;* Tot de Luni incepand vreau sa am o rubrica pe blog timp de o saptamana cu "Today I'm wearing...". M-am inspirat din revista Vogue UK care are astfel de rubrici lunare. Si luna asta celebritatea care isi impartaseste alegerile vestimentare pentru o luna este chiar Lily Allen. Va trebui sa vad cum ma descurc cu aparatul BlackBerry-ului meu. Nu ma multumeste deloc cum imi face pozele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;* Ma tot bate tata la cap ca in vacanta asta sa imi incep Scoala de Soferi. Sincer, nu prea ma incanta ideea, mai ales ca nu avem nici masina. Prefer sa fac altceva cu banii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;* Trebuie azi sa postez lista cu cautarile Google pe blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*NU UITATI: Pentru cei care inca vor sa se inscrie la Giveaway-ul de pe World of Books, inscrierile sunt deschise pana Luni. Daca nu va inscrieti pana atunci, ghinion! peste doua saptamani abia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3602161585842532594?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3602161585842532594/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3602161585842532594' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3602161585842532594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3602161585842532594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/mic-sumar-al-ultimelor-zile.html' title='Mic sumar al ultimelor zile'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3890780613026834379</id><published>2011-06-15T17:04:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:37:20.661+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Here are 10 songs that make me happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asta e o leapsa pe care am primit-o de la Dorina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu e aleasa cu Random.Org, pentru ca melodiile sunt spontane, si noah! screw the rules today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu e considerata o leapsa adevarata, so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Lily Allen - Fuck you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( pentru ca ma face sa zambesc si sa ma simt mai bine de fiecare data cand ma cert cu cate un idiot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Pink - Fucking Perfect &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( pentru ca ma face sa ma simt mai bine in fiecare zi, cand ma cert cu mama sau cu cineva la care tin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Katy Perry - Firework &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( pentru ca imi da speranta de fiecare data)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Lily Allen - The Fear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( pentru ca o ascult cu orice ocazie si ma face sa zambesc de fiecare data)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Enya - Only time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( pentru ca e speciala)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6. Mungo Jerry - In the summer time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;( pentru ca ma duce cu gandul la vacanta si la vara si la mare &amp;lt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7. Jessie J - Who's laughing now? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( pentru ca imi aminteste ca toti cei care m-au respins odata ma vor acum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8. Jessie J - Who you are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( pentru ca ma face sa imi fac o introspectie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9. Lily Allen - Knock 'em out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( pentru ca e dedicata tuturor care nu ma lasa in pace)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10. Sting - Englishman in New York &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pentru ca ma inveleseste de fiecare data cand vin in sud si ceilalti se uita ciudat la accentul meu)&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/3072226116170759489-3890780613026834379?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3890780613026834379/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3890780613026834379' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3890780613026834379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3890780613026834379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/here-are-10-songs-that-make-me-happy.html' title='Here are 10 songs that make me happy'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-6209401186954768747</id><published>2011-06-15T11:20:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T12:15:31.397+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Mama m-a invatat SA APRECIEZ O TREABA BINE FACUTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Daca vreti sa va omorati intre voi, mergeti afara. De-abia am terminat de facut curat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Mama m-a invatat ce e RELIGIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Roaga-te sa iasa pata aia din covor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Mama m-a invatat ce e LOGICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Pentru ca asa am zis eu,de-aia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Mama m-a invatat MAI MULTA LOGICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Daca o sa cazi din leagan si iti rupi gatul, nu te mai iau cu mine in oras"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Mama m-a invatat ce e IRONIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Plangi in continuare, si o sa-ti dau eu motive pentru care sa plangi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6. Mama m-a invatat ce e CONTORSIONISMUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Uita-te la murdaria de pe ceafa ta "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7. Mama m-a invatat ce e VREMEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Camera ta arata de parca a trecut o tornada prin ea"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8. Mama m-a invatat ce e IPOCRIZIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Daca ti-am zis o data, ti-am zis de un milion de ori: Nu exagera!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9. Mama m-a invatat despre CICLICITATEA VIETII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Eu te-am facut,eu te omor!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10. Mama m-a invatat despre SCHIMBAREA COMPORTAMENTULUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Nu te mai comporta ca taica-tau"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;11. Mama m-a invatat ce e INVIDIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"In lume sunt milioane de copii mai putin norocosi care nu au parintii la fel de minunati cum ai tu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;12. Mama m-a invatat ce e ASTEPTAREA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Asteapta numai pana ajungem acasa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;13. Mama m-a invatat ce inseamna A PRIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"O sa ti-o primesti cand ajungem acasa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;14. Mama m-a invatat ce e UMORUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Cand o sa-ti tai degetele de la picioare jucandu-te cu masina de tuns iarba, sa nu alergi plangand la mine"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;15. Mama m-a invatat CUM SA DEVIN UN ADULT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Daca nu mananci legume, nu o sa mai cresti niciodata"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;16. Mama m-a invatat ce e GENETICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Esti exact ca taica-tau"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;17. Mama m-a invatat despre ARBORELE MEU GENEALOGIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Inchide usa dupa tine. Ti de pare ca te-ai nascut intr-un cort?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;18. Mama m-a invatat ce e INTELEPCIUNEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Cand o sa fii de varsta mea, o sa intelegi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;19. Si preferata mea, mama m-a invatat ce e JUSTITIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Intr-o buna zi, o sa ai si tu copii. Si sper ca o sa fie exact ca si tine" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-6209401186954768747?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/6209401186954768747/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=6209401186954768747' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6209401186954768747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6209401186954768747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/moms.html' title='Moms'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8521705072825265820</id><published>2011-06-14T16:39:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T16:54:06.044+03:00</updated><title type='text'>CONCURS: Bancul Saptamanii 14 iunie - 21 iunie + Rezultatele de saptamana trecuta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bancul castigator saptamana trecuta a fost bancul cu numarul trei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*3. Turistul american se plimba in Paris cu ghidul sau:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    - Aici totul este asa de marunt, asa de inghesuit! Spre exemplu, aceasta cladire la noi ar fi de zece ori mai mare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    - Mi se pare normal, domnule! ii raspunde ghidul. Aceasta este o clinica de psihiatrie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Incepe un nou concurs de bancul saptamanii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Alegeti dintre urmatoarele cinci bancuri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;1.Pestisorul de aur, prins in undita de un roman: - Ia zi ma, ca sa nu mai pierdem timpu': cati bani vrei, ce tara sa conduci si cati centimetri in plus ti-ar mai trebui, mama voastra de romani ca n-ati cere unu' o carte sau un bilet la teatru!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;2. La receptie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Receptioner: Buuun! Camera cu pat dublu, 6 zile, 450 euro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Evreu': OK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Receptioner: Sauna, 49 euro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Evreu': Nu folosit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    -Receptioner: Da, dar ati fi putut sa o folositi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Receptioner:Solarium, 57 euro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Evreu': Ce aia Solarium? Nu folosit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Receptioner:Da, dar ati fi putut sa-l folositi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Receptioner: Terenuri de tenis si piscine 180 euro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Evreu': Nu jucat tenis, nu facut baie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Receptioner: Da, dar ati fi putut sa faceti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    La plecare: - Evreu': Bun, acum tu dai la mine 500 euro, ca mi-ai futut-o pe Fatima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Receptioner: Ce esti nebun? - nici macar n-am atins-o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Evreu': Da, dar ai fi putut sa o faci! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Pe vremea colectivizarii, vine inginerul agronom la badea Gheorghe si-l intreaba:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Bade, cat cosesti pe zi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Apai cam un hectar, daca nu stau deloc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Ia arata-mi si mie bade, cum cosesti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Incepe badea Gheorghe sa-i arate cum coseste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Bade Gherghe, uite ce m-am gandit. Daca punem inca o coasa orientata invers, se dubleaza productivitatea. I-au montat omului inca o coasa invers, nu mai avea timpi morti, s-a dublat productivitatea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Vine din nou inginerul agronom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Bade Gheorghe, ne-am gandit sa-ti punem in spate, agatata de curea o grebla, ca sa strangi si fanul din urma ta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Zis si facut; eficienta a crescut cu inca 30 %. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Vine din nou specialistul la badea Gheorghe cand cosea pe camp. Cand il vede, badea Gheorghe innebuneste si o ia la fuga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Inginerul il ajunge din urma cu IMS-ul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Bade unde fugi asa, ca am venit sa-ti dau Ordinul Muncii clasa intai, pentru cel mai productiv taran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Of, m-am linstit! Am crezut ca veniti sa-mi legati un felinar de pula, ca sa pot cosi si noaptea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Doi romani vorbesc :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Zi-mi, te rog trei presedinti sau domnitori romani care au purtat sau poarta barba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Ma rog : Ferdinand, Cuza, Mihai Viteazul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Acum, zi-mi trei animale care fac cacareze !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Sa zicem : capra, oaia, iepurele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Si, la final, zi-mi denumirea a trei lacuri din tara celor o mie de lacuri, Finlanda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Esti nebun, de unde vrei sa stiu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Pai vezi, cu un roman nu poti discuta decat despre politica si rahaturi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Unul îşi întâlneşte un prieten care era bandajat peste tot, plin de vânătăi, un picior rupt şi avea ochii vineţi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Da’ ce-ai păţit ? Ai ajuns sub un TIR ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Nu, e din cauza noului meu hobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Ce hobby ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- În fiecare noapte, pe la 3, sun la întâmplare numere de telefon şi zic "Fraiere, ia ghici, cine sunt?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;-Şi ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Săptămâna asta a ghicit unul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Spor la votat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aveti timp pana martea viitoare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-8521705072825265820?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8521705072825265820/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8521705072825265820' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8521705072825265820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8521705072825265820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/concurs-bancul-saptamanii-14-iunie.html' title='CONCURS: Bancul Saptamanii 14 iunie - 21 iunie + Rezultatele de saptamana trecuta'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5973209238721314935</id><published>2011-06-13T12:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T12:44:27.267+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;S-a lansat primul Giveaway pe blogul World of Books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Linkul concursului il gasiti aici:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://colors-imagination-books.blogspot.com/2011/06/giveaway-i.html"&gt;http://colors-imagination-books.blogspot.com/2011/06/giveaway-i.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Intrati si participati! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Succes tuturor! &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-5973209238721314935?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5973209238721314935/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5973209238721314935' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5973209238721314935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5973209238721314935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-first-giveaway.html' title='My First Giveaway'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3937888740059828606</id><published>2011-06-12T17:54:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T20:51:36.152+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa nr. 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aleasa cu Random.Org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merge la cine vrea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1) Luaţi cartea cea mai la indemână, deschideţi la pagina 18 si scrieţi aici al 4-lea rand –&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"...describable as action had started, that in trying go get on to..." ( "You can't keep out the darkness" - Short stories --&amp;gt; "Mort" - John Wain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2) Fara sa verificati, cat e ora? - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;20:40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3) Verificati &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;– &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;20:20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4) Cum sunteti imbracat? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;blugi si camasa cu maneca scurta in carouri &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5) Inainte de a raspunde la acest chestionar, la ce va uitati? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;la mess-ul meu care imi face scheme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6) Ce zgomot auziti in afara celui al calculatorului? – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson - "In the closet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7) Cand ati iesit ultima data si ce ati facut cu ocazia respectiva? – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ieri, in vizita la o vecina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8) Aţi visat ieri noapte? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am uitat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9) Cand ati ras ultima data? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10) Ce aveti pe peretii incaperii unde sunteti? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trei tablouri (unul cu un caine, pe acela il iubesc eu mult &amp;lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;11) Daca ati deveni multimilionar peste noapte, care ar fi primul lucru pe care l-ati cumpara? –&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bilete de avion catre Londra, cazare la un hotel acolo pentru o luna, bilete la premiera "Harry Potter 7" (part 2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;12) Care este ultimul film pe care l-ati vazut? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pfff, grea asta. Cred ca "Wild Target"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;13) Ati vazut ceva neobisnuit astazi? – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Da. O poza de pe net cu un mar a carui coaja era taiata in forma continentelor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;14) Ce parere aveti dspre acest chestionar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il ador &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;15) Spuneti-ne ceva ce nu stim inca –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Desi am jurat ca nu o sa ma uit niciodata la "The Vampire Diaries", Silvia m-a facut sa iubesc serialul ala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;16) Care ar fi prenumele copilului dvs. daca ar fi vorba de o fetita? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Emilia ( Emma)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;17) Care ar fi prenumele copilului dvs. daca ar fi vorba de un baiat? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;18) V-ati gandit deja sa locuiti in strainatate? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cu siguranta. In Marea Britanie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;19) Ce ati dori ca D-zeu sa va spuna cand intrati pe Portile Raiului? – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bine ai venit! Pe tine te asteptam!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;20) Daca ati putea schimba ceva in lume in afara de politica, ce ati schimba? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cu siguranta, mentalitatile oamenilor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;21) Va place sa dansati? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cand sunt singura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;22) George Bush? – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You say George Bush, I say Barak Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;23) Care a fost ultima chestie pe care ati vazut-o la televizor? – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reality show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;24) Care sunt cele 4 persoane care ar trebui sa preia acest chestionar? –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dorina, Geo, Mada, Petra, oricine o vrea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3937888740059828606?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3937888740059828606/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3937888740059828606' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3937888740059828606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3937888740059828606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/leapsa-nr-23.html' title='Leapsa nr. 23'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5277592946896698111</id><published>2011-06-12T15:01:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T15:57:19.449+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so so so happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rbzHbWKQOWY/TfStNxB15lI/AAAAAAAAAII/4PSAnwxD_ZI/s1600/Lily-Allen-Sam-Cooper-Wedding-PHOTOS-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rbzHbWKQOWY/TfStNxB15lI/AAAAAAAAAII/4PSAnwxD_ZI/s200/Lily-Allen-Sam-Cooper-Wedding-PHOTOS-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617305087248819794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5vL1FfIYuM/TfStNjPmhGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VEF599AD9Fo/s1600/Lily-Allen-Sam-Cooper-Wedding-PHOTOS-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5vL1FfIYuM/TfStNjPmhGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VEF599AD9Fo/s1600/Lily-Allen-Sam-Cooper-Wedding-PHOTOS-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dupa cum spuneam ieri, a fost nunta lui Lily Allen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Evident m-am bucurat enorm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ceea ce nu stiam eu, si ea anuntat la receptie e ca este insarcinata in 16 saptamani (patru luni) cu un bebe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunt asa de fericita si de-abia astept sa vina bebele! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tot ce sper e sa nu piarda sarcina asta si sa o poata duce la bun sfarsit. Si asa a pierdut doua sarcini pana acum (una in 2008 si una in 2010) merita si ea sa aiba un bebe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Asa imi doresc sa ii vad bebele, sa o vad si pe ea mama! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-5277592946896698111?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5277592946896698111/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5277592946896698111' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5277592946896698111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5277592946896698111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-so-so-so-happy.html' title='I&apos;m so so so happy!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rbzHbWKQOWY/TfStNxB15lI/AAAAAAAAAII/4PSAnwxD_ZI/s72-c/Lily-Allen-Sam-Cooper-Wedding-PHOTOS-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8224084865469672026</id><published>2011-06-11T20:51:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T21:11:11.188+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Discutie telefonica de doua minute cu Anne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*bzzzz* *bzzzz* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Alo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(in her mind: Cine esti si ce mai vrei de data asta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Cius, bai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*pauza de soc*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Auuuu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Auuuu! Anne sunt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Aaaa....m-am dat seama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*din bucatarie se aude mama strigand ceva, nu inteleg ce*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Anne, stai oleaca sa vad ce mai vrea maica-mea ca striga ceva si nu inteleg ce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Uh, ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*din usa bucatariei*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Da, ce e?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom: Cu cine vorbesti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*imi dau ochii peste cap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Cu Anne...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom: Ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(in her mind: Happy?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Fii atenta! Esti acasa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Ai net?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: In zece-cinsprezece minute ajung acasa si intru pe net sa vorbim despre aia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*pauza de soc*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Aaa...despre care aia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(in her mind: Vii la mine? &amp;lt;333)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Despre excursia aia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Auuuu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Auuu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*imi dau seama cu dezamagire*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Anne, mama nu mai poate venii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*pauza*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Dar pot veni eu singura cu tine! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom: Asteapta, nu stim care e situatia. Explica-i ca nimic nu e sigur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Ce e?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Las' ca-ti spun pe mess mai detaliat. Nu prea pot vorbi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Ok! Ti-am spus ajung repede acasa si vorbim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(in her self: Iiiiiiiiiiiiii &amp;lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu: Ok! Ceaaaaau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne: Ceaaauuu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O da! *banana dance*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cred ca discutia asta telefonice e una dintre cele mai bune lucruri care mi s-a intamplat zilele astea! &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/3072226116170759489-8224084865469672026?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8224084865469672026/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8224084865469672026' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8224084865469672026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8224084865469672026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/discutie-telefonica-de-doua-minute-cu.html' title='Discutie telefonica de doua minute cu Anne'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-2446556005725258063</id><published>2011-06-11T15:28:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T16:18:21.737+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Hello, Saturday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Iubesc ziua de Sambata &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E preferata mea din tot calendarul, de fapt sunt doua &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vineri si Sambata. &lt;/span&gt;Weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Azi a fost nunta lui Lily Allen, care a devenit Lily Cooper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dar eu tot ca Lily Allen o voi numi si voi vorbi de ea xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De asemenea azi au fost in vizita la mine vara-miu si nepotica mea (fata lui) care are 7 ani. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;M-am jucat cu ea (o cheama Bianca) cu o mingie, pase, Apa si Foc de toate, pana cand era sa spargem lustra asa ca am stat cuminti dupa aia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Intre timp ea isi pierduse un papucel sub pat, si in incercarea de a-l recupera folosind celalalt papucel, l-a impins si mai adanc, si Catalin (taica-su) a trebuit sa se tarasca sub pat ca sa-l recupereze. A fost gen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Misiune Imposibila"&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pana la urma l-a recuperat si ziua a fost salvata xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Acum ascult&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Friday Night"&lt;/span&gt; by Lily Allen (de azi, in acte: Cooper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sper sa aiba o casnicie lunga si frumoasa &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sa se bucure de sotul ei si sa aiba copii frumosi impreuna &amp;lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-2446556005725258063?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/2446556005725258063/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=2446556005725258063' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2446556005725258063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2446556005725258063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello-hello-saturday.html' title='Hello, Hello, Saturday!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-895005587525249893</id><published>2011-06-10T19:52:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T20:09:39.565+03:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRIZA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ajIYpCCVG54/TfJMlOIVxCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bYILSWwsjyI/s1600/World%2Bof%2BBooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ajIYpCCVG54/TfJMlOIVxCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bYILSWwsjyI/s200/World%2Bof%2BBooks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616635887616377890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cu ajutorul &lt;a href="http://www.libris.ro/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Librariei Online LIBRIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; am reusit sa pun la punct o idee care imi dadea tarcoale de mult, sa organizez un Giveaway cu carti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Concursul va fi organizat o data la doua saptamani, iar cartile dorite nu trebuie sa depasasca suma de 40 RON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pe langa latura lui de concurs, va avea si o latura umanitara, pentru ca as dori ca acesc concurs sa ofere posibilitatea unor copii / adolescenti / adulti stramtorati din punct de vedere financiar sa castige nite carti dorite, pentru care altfel ar fi trebuit sa renunte la altele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Din pacate, din cauza resurselor putine valoarea maxima a premiului nu trebuie sa depasasca 40 RON. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Puteti gasi mai multe informatii despre concurs pe blogul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://colors-imagination-books.blogspot.com/"&gt;World of Books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;, pe care il veti gasi si la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blogroll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sper sa am cat mai multi participanti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-895005587525249893?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/895005587525249893/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=895005587525249893' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/895005587525249893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/895005587525249893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/surpriza.html' title='SURPRIZA!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ajIYpCCVG54/TfJMlOIVxCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bYILSWwsjyI/s72-c/World%2Bof%2BBooks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8238090705899506409</id><published>2011-06-10T11:48:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T13:07:32.950+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Back &gt; Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am recitit ieri toate postarile de pe blog, din &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Martie 2009 pana in Iunie 2011. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Doi ani si trei luni de ganduri, de sperante, de visuri scrise pe el. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A fost frumos si in acelasi timp emotionant sa vad ce scrisesem atunci. Am trecut din nou prin aceleasi emotii, m-am bucurat din nou pentru acele lucruri, am visat din nou la aceleasi chestii, si toate acestea de parca scrisesem articolele chiar ieri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am observat ca m-am mai maturizat, am mai crescut de acum doi ani, cand de-abia implinisem 16 ani, iar acum am 18 ani. Chiar am chicotit putin la articolul din 2 Februarie 2010, cand implinisem 17 ani si imi era asa de frica de 18, si uite ca am atins si varsta "critica" si ma simt chiar bine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Desigur, voi fi toata viata majora, mi-e dor de copilarie, dar nu neaparat imi vreau inapoi minoratul, pentru ca puteam fi pusa foarte usor la zid cu fraza &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tu esti copil inca, nu stii tu!"&lt;/span&gt;, iar acum pot sa vin cu replica&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I'm sorry, I'm 18! Sunt deja majora si adulta comform legii!"&lt;/span&gt;, dar desigur, toata lumea stie ca-mi place sa fiu tratata ca un copil rasfatat &amp;lt;333, sa mi se faca toate poftele, sa fiu tratata ca o printesa / diva / regina / stapana (yeah, I'm guilty of spoiling). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si articolul in care spuneam ca a trecut un an alaturi de colegii mei si ca mai am trei, si mi se parea asa puuutin m-a facut sa zambesc amar. Acum situatia e invers, au trecut trei ani alaturi de colegii mei, si mai am doar un an...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Acum ce sa mai zic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Desigur, am vazut din nou cat de ahtiata eram / sunt dupa lepse si le-am luat pe cele mai interesante (cele la care mi s-a parut ca ceva s-a shimbat) sa le refac :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am vazut din nou toate prozele pe care le-am scris de-alungul timpului si mi-am propus sa le adun pe toate intr-un document Word, sa le pun diacritice si cine stie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si acum mi-am dat seama de unde veneau atatea cautari Google cu&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "zvastica lui Hitler"&lt;/span&gt;, de la postul &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"O gramada de spus"&lt;/span&gt;. Acolo scriam despre cat de fascinata am devenit de Hitler si de psihologia lui si explicasem semnificatia originala a zvasticii si am pus o poza cu ea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Stii ce mi se pare aiurea si nedrept. Ca ma simt obligata sa scriu nu mai mult de trei articole pe zi, pentru ca noah...de fapt, nu stiu de ce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O sa pun cate articole simt eu nevoia pe zi, daca simt nevoia sa scriu 1000 o sa pun 1000, daca simt nevoia de nici unul, nu voi pune nici unul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E blogul meu si aici...eu fac legea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ah, cat de mult imi place sa trec prin trecut, si sa realizez cum am crescut, cum m-am maturizat si sa retraiesc unele sentimente &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-8238090705899506409?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8238090705899506409/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8238090705899506409' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8238090705899506409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8238090705899506409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-forward.html' title='Back &gt; Forward'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1566842568307121654</id><published>2011-06-09T15:06:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T16:01:24.635+03:00</updated><title type='text'>You said forever, and ever...who knew?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koSFoA-KUcg/TZOGvSteG3I/AAAAAAAAADI/G7Ol0JkKNvw/s1600/broken+friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koSFoA-KUcg/TZOGvSteG3I/AAAAAAAAADI/G7Ol0JkKNvw/s1600/broken+friendship.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dear you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We used to walk hand in hand over the difficulties, the sadness and the troubles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We laughed together of stupid thinks, we cried together of serious things, we dreamed together at love, at friendship and at trips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now I'm feeling like the true feelings are gone, like our friendship has became cold and icy, like you don't cherish it anymore, like you don't love me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know you got distant because of him, and please, believe me, is no one in this world I despise more than him. He made you cry, he broke your heart, and you...you still love him, you still want him and you still would cut the friendships only for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And all this after he made you bleed love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't you see that, kiddo? He doesn't care about you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I...I love you and it hurts me every time when he hurts you, and when you cry, I want to kill him, I want to make him cry even if only even half that he makes you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A part of our friendship was lost on the way, and it started bleeding, and I guess if we don't fix it soon, it will die, and I don't want this, I don't wanna let it die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come with me, save it and we can have it all back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look, I believed in all the promises we made through the years, I don't know if they were true or false, but I believed in the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"forever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, I didn't know how much it meant for you, but for me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"forever"&lt;/span&gt; meant until the end of time! I guess I was wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiddo, we grew in different directions, unfortunately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiddo, I still love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiddo, don't let me go! Don't let it die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiddo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Me.&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/3072226116170759489-1566842568307121654?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1566842568307121654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1566842568307121654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-said-forever-and-everwho-knew.html' title='You said forever, and ever...who knew?'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koSFoA-KUcg/TZOGvSteG3I/AAAAAAAAADI/G7Ol0JkKNvw/s72-c/broken+friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1556593168193036621</id><published>2011-06-07T18:05:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:06:40.176+03:00</updated><title type='text'>CONCURS: Bancul Saptamanii 7 iunie - 14 iunie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O alta idee direct din neuronul meu blondut (noroc ca sunt bruneta): Voi organiza un concurs de bancuri saptamanal. La sfasitul unei luni se va organiza Bancul Lunii, care se va alege dintre cele castigate saptamanal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bancul lunar va sta in bara din dreapta pana se alege urmatorul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Deci:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bancul Saptamanii: 7 iunie - 14 iunie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alegeti dinte urmatoarele cinci bancuri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;1. E august, un mic oras pe malul marii, in plin sezon, ploua torential de citeva zile, orasul arata de parca ar fi parasit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Toti au datorii si traiesc din credite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Din fericire vine un rus bogat la un mic hotel cochet. Vrea o camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pune o bancnota de 100$ pe masa receptionerului si se duce sa vada camerele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Seful hotelului ia repede bancnota si se duce repede sa plateasca datoriile la macelar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Acesta ia bancnota si se duce repede sa-si plateasca datoria la crescatorul de porci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Acesta la rândul lui se grabeste sa-si plateasca datoriile la cel ce-i livreaza furaje pentru porci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cel cu furajele insfaca bancnota si alearga la prostituata pe care nu o mai platise demult. In timpurile astea de criza pina si ea ofera servicii pe datorie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Prostituata ia bancnota in mina si se grabeste spre hotel, unde fusese cu clientii ultimele dati si unde ramasese datoare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;In acest moment coboara rusul, dupa ce a inspectat camerele, spune ca nici o camera nu-i place, isi ia bancnota si paraseste orasul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Nimeni nu a cistigat ceva, insa intregul oras traieste acum fara datorii si priveste optimist in viitor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Un câine-lup se întâlneşte cu un urs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Tu ce eşti? întreabă ursul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Câine-lup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Cum aşa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Păi, mama e câine şi tata e lup. Da’ tu ce eşti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Urs furnicar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Auzi, tu mă crezi tâmpit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Turistul american se plimba in Paris cu ghidul sau:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Aici totul este asa de marunt, asa de inghesuit! Spre exemplu, aceasta cladire la noi ar fi de zece ori mai mare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Mi se pare normal, domnule! ii raspunde ghidul. Aceasta este o clinica de psihiatrie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Dorind sa-i faca o surpriza sotului care era mare banker, sotia ii face o vizita la birou. Intra si il vede stand linistit cu secretara in brate. Fara sa ezite bancherul spune: "Domnilor, o fi criza financiara, dar eu nu pot lucra doar cu un scaun in birou!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;5.  Înainte de Anul Nou, la o constructie vine o comisie. Seful de santier le spune lucratorilor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Orice s-ar întâmpla, reactionati în asa fel, de parca asa trebuia sa fie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    Vine comisia, priveste. Deodata cade un perete. Un lucrator, se uita la ceas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Zece si treizeci. Strict dupa grafic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Spor la votat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aveti timp pana Martea viitoare! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-1556593168193036621?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1556593168193036621/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1556593168193036621' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1556593168193036621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1556593168193036621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/concurs-bancul-saptamanii-7-iunie-14.html' title='CONCURS: Bancul Saptamanii 7 iunie - 14 iunie'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5116204911332699802</id><published>2011-06-07T15:17:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:27:54.513+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O my...(III) (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Continuarea de la restul:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria un univers pierdut - True, true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;boc ipad ca tot romanul - Mdeah! Cica asa e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cartea mea preferata harry poter - A mea e in mod clar cartea a saptea. A ta care e?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria-paradis pierdut - Dap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria-univers pierdut - Ma intreb de ce lumea continua sa caute asta in mod obsesiv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria - E minunata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;despre iluminatti - Aici --&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Illuminati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cintecul`ea`este`dana - E preferatul lui Wewe. Se simte mandra cand il aude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"decembrie 1989" - Revoluutie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;europe's day 9 may - Pe langa ziua Europei mai sarbatorim si: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sfarsitul celui de Al Doilea Razboi Mondial&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ziua Independentei Romaniei&lt;/span&gt; si special pentru &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lazaristi:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ziua directorului nostru Ioan Micu&lt;/span&gt;. Pam! Pam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;marioneta - Vreau si eu una. Am avut una cand eram mica, dar nu stiu de ce mi-era frica de ea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cireasa de pe tort 13 mai de la inceput - Wot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hiroshima si nagsaki - Doua locatii insangerate pe harta Japoniei si doua lectii valoroase pentru japonezi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-5116204911332699802?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5116204911332699802/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5116204911332699802' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5116204911332699802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5116204911332699802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-myiii-part-2.html' title='O my...(III) (part 2)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1904379451756246839</id><published>2011-05-30T15:54:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T16:22:42.114+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Monday kinda sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nici unui om normal nu-i place ziua de Luni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E ziua in care vii dupa Weekend, ziua in care esti obosit si mai ales ziua in care esti nedormit, pentru ca, nu stiu cum se face dar niciodata in noaptea de Duminica spre Luni niciodata nu dorm ca lumea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi dimineata m-am trezit (de fapt e impropriu spus trezit, pentru ca o durere de stomac tampita nu m-a lasat sa dorm) la ora 05:00 si amintindu-mi ca am uitat sa citesc (a se citi: mi-a fost lene) "Ultima noapte de dragoste, intaia noapte de razboi" de Camil Petrescu m-am pus sa o citesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am citit cam 15 pagini intr-o ora jumate (pana la 06:30).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sincer m-a captivat cartea, mai ales ca e asa de filozofica si ca are si despre Primul Razboi Mondial in ea, asa ca mi-am zis ca dupa ce termin de postat articolul asta pe blog ma duc sa o continui sa o citesc. Sper sa o termin azi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Daca nu, oricum citesc doar pana la ora 20:00, care e o ora destul de Ok, pentru a inceta cu cititul, pentru ca prevad ca o sa fiu destul de obosita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi cand mergeam pe jos spre scoala am vazut un sac mare care mirosea a mortaciune. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De parca ar fi fost un om mort ghemuit acolo. A fost creepy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu stiu ce era acolo, dar nici macar nu vreau sa aflu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cand m-am intors acasa era tot acolo. Dar nu mai mirosea urat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ma gandesc ca ideea ca in sac era un cadavru a venit doar din mintea mea plina cu "Medium" si "Minti Criminale".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am in calculator un folder plin cu proze din care o sa mai public si aici cateva, care mi se par mai reusite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi am luat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Un 10 la Istorie - la testul ala despre care v-am zis ca profa m-a laudat ca nu m-am folosit de materiale corespunzatoare.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Un 9 si un 10 de Engleza - pe niste eseuri vechi, vechi de tot pe care teacher le avea la ea uitate si ni le-a adus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Un 10 la Desen - pe un colaj care se intituleaza "Autoportret neconventional". Trebuia sa ne facem un autoportret folosind decupaje din reviste cu ceea ce ne defineste pe noi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Gata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Acum ma duc sa continui "Ultima noapte de dragoste, intaia noapte de razboi"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-1904379451756246839?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1904379451756246839/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1904379451756246839' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1904379451756246839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1904379451756246839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-monday-kinda-sucks.html' title='Why Monday kinda sucks'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3229869623789047750</id><published>2011-05-27T19:07:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T19:28:46.866+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa nr.12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aleasa cu Random.Org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Numele =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Varsta =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18 ani si (aproape) patru luni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Marimea la sutien =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Numarul 85 cupa D; Noah! Envy, me, girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Inaltime si kilograme =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1.55 si 60 de kilograme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Primul cantec care iti vine in minte. Nu trisa!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Who knew" (Pink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Culoarea pe care o detesti =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm, nu detest nici o culoare, dar am o reticenta pentru culorile roz si turcoaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ultima carte citita =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Acum citesc in paralel "Ultima noapte de dragoste, intaia noapte de razboi" de Camil Petrescu si "You can't get out the darkness" (o mica carticica cu mai multe povestioare adunate la un loc - e in engleza)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Un citat.O chestie scurta care iti vine in minte chiar acum =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing / Just be true to who you are" (Jessie J - "Who you are")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cine aparea in ultima poza editata de tine? =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cred ca Lily Allen :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;La ce te gandesti exact in acest moment? =&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La dorinta mea de a bea o cafea mare cu lapte si mult zahar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cea mai noua obsesie =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jessie J. Nu e chiar noua obsesia, dar e cea mai noua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ce te face fericita in ultimul timp? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cam totul in jurul meu ma face fericit. In special gandul ca am ficurile mele la care pot scrie cand ma simt rau si faptul ca am cele doua sezoane din "The Vampire Diaries" pe DVD, cadou de la Silvia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O poza cu tine in rochie =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nu cred ca exista asa ceva :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Poza ta preferata =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oricare dintre cele facute de mine in Londra &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Te stresez? =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No. Not at all! Ador lepsele!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ultima intrebare: Ce ai schimba la tine? =&amp;gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As vrea sa mai slabesccam cinci kilograme, dar daca nu se va intampla, nu e bai! Ma iubesc asa cum sunt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Leapsa merge la cine vrea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3229869623789047750?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3229869623789047750/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3229869623789047750' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3229869623789047750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3229869623789047750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/leapsa-nr12.html' title='Leapsa nr.12'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-205298084498194684</id><published>2011-05-26T15:16:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T17:32:56.257+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Three years gone, one year to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.baloaneheliu.ro/baloane-latex+accesorii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 238px;" src="http://www.baloaneheliu.ro/baloane-latex+accesorii.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pentru ca suntem a 11a,  eu si colegii mei a trebuit sa le decoram clasa la a 12a D si sa stam cu ei in careu, brat la brat la ultimul sunet de clopotel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Recunosc, nu am participat la decorarea salii celor din a12a ci am stat la ora de Istorie unde am primit un test (de fapt, un eseu) despre &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Religiile in secolul XX"&lt;/span&gt;. Ne-a lasat cu carti, caiete, foi si alte chestii, dar eu nu am folosit astfel de materiale, din am facut totul de la mine din cap, iar profa a zis ca ma admira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dupa ce i-am condus in clasa, din careu (asta a fost prima data cand am fost in careu cu a12a, caci in total azi am fost de doua ori), am stat cu doamna diriginta sa vorbim despre o posibila excursie si alte chestii si am ras pana ne-a durut burta. Ea a zis ca saptamana viitoare ar fi fain ca saptamana viitoare toate fetele sa vina in fusta la scoala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Faza zilei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dira: Si fusta sa fie o palma sub fese...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sele: Doamna diriginta, serios, sa fie mai jos de genunchi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dira: Depinde cat de lasate ai fesele  :&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Vaaai, atat de geniala e!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nici nu imi imaginez o diriginta mai buna pe lumea asta. Cand o sa fiu la sfarsitul la a12a o sa plaang dupa ea TTTT__TTTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cred ca v-am zis ca e gurul meu spiritual!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Revenind la poveste, atunci cand am coborat pentru a doua oara in careu, s-au tinut multe discursuri, iar fiindca Wewe a avut cea mai mare medie de la profilul Uman anul asta (10 curat). A vorbit cam incet, se vedea ca avea emotii mari si a primit Cheia Scolii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dupa s-a cantat&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Gaudeamus Igitur"&lt;/span&gt;, iar cand a inceput &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ani de Liceu"&lt;/span&gt;, elevii claselor a 12a au dat drumul baloanelor cu heliu, ca in fiecare an, si cativa dintre noi (inclusiv eu) am inceput sa lacrimam. Daca acum am fost asa cred ca la anul curg lacrimile ca apa de la robinet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dupa ce s-a terminat toata festivitatea am mers cu doamna diriginta si o parte din clasa la un suc pe centru. Am fost la Gradina de Vara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am comandat sucuri si a durat &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;APROAPE O ORA&lt;/span&gt; pana cand ni le-a adus. Ce fel de servire de shit mai e si aia?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si acolo am vorbit, am ras si ne-am simtit bine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sper sa putem merge si maine cu doamna diriginta la suc, dar asta depinde de timpul ei liber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Alte note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Azi in careu, ne-am asezat in locul clasei aIX-a D, in loc de a XI-a D fiindca ne uitat invers cand ne-am asezat. Eram doar cativa si eram gen "De ce se uita lumea ciudat la noi? De ce gesticuleaza dira? De ce suntem asa de putini? Ah, uite-i pe ceilalti acolo!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toti au zis ca sala de clasa de la a12-a D, cea decorata de noi a fost cea mai frumoasa dintre cele de a 12-a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La cat de frumoasa a fost clasa pe care am facut-o, daca la anul cei care sunt acum a10-a D nu ne fac la fel de frumos, daca nu, mai frumos o sa fim dezamagiti si o sa le sarim la beregata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-205298084498194684?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/205298084498194684/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=205298084498194684' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/205298084498194684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/205298084498194684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/three-years-gone-one-year-to-go.html' title='Three years gone, one year to go'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8143879218212301764</id><published>2011-05-25T19:29:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T19:34:49.446+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Toleranta = Zero?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mdn.md/biblioteca/images/intolerance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 191px;" src="http://mdn.md/biblioteca/images/intolerance.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;Probabil (adică sigur) aţi mai citit articole despre toleranţă în mii de reviste, aşa că e posibil să fiţi tentaţi să întoarceţi pagina cînd veţi fi citit titlul şi să ziceţi, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Oh, iar un articol despre toleranţă?! Been there, seen that! Next!”&lt;/span&gt;. Dar nu! acesta nu este doar un alt articol care vă va spune că trebuie să înţelegeţi şi să acceptaţi homosexualii şi negrii, voi explica şi de ce şi voi încerca să vă fac să simţiti asta. Dacă nu voi reuşi, vă rog, fiţi toleranţi cu mine!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;Trăim într-o lume în care “toleranţa” ar trebui să fie cuvîntul cheie, pentru că există “diversitate”. “Toleranţă” şi “Diversitate”, uitaţi două concepte de care sigur aţi mai auzit şi probabil vă cam plictisesc.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;Trebuie să fim toleranţi faţă de oamenii sunt “normali” ca restul, se zice. Dar normalitatea este o chestie absolut relativă. Normalitatea este dată de voinţa şi purtarea majorităţii. Nu vă gîndiţi că dacă sunteţi normali aici, în ţara voastră, în oraşul vostru, în şcoala voastră, veţi fi consideraţi absolut normali şi în alte locuri.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span lang="fr-BE"&gt;Î&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="fr-BE"&gt;nainte să mă apuc să vorbesc de toleranţa faţă de oamenii de altă culoare, religie sau orientare sexuală vă voi vorbi de toleranţa faţă de conaţionalii noştrii. Pariez că mulţi nici nu se gîndesc la discriminările care se fac la nivel de ţară. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;Să luăm exemplul ardelenilor şi al oltenilor, două zone diferite ale ţării, două accente diferite şi două moduri de a vorbi limba romînă diferite. Eşti ardelean, te duci în Craiova, vorbeşti şi oamenii te vor privi uşor ciudat, unii chiar vor rîde de accentul tău de ardelean. Ei toţi vorbesc cu perfectul simplu, tu înlocuieşti “a”-ul de la perfectul compus cu “o”. Dacă te vei înscrie la o şcoală oltenească colegii tăi vor rîde de tine şi te vor împunge de fiecare dată, făcînd mişto de regionalismele folosite în Ardeal. Şi înainte să spuneţi că p-asta am zis-o doar aşa şi că e imposibil ca asta să se întample, vă informez că eu chiar cunosc cîteva cazuri.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;Probabil acei olteni nu se gîndesc că daca ar veni în Ardeal şi de ei se va rade din cauza accentului, pentru că aici ei vor fi in minoritate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;Ş&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;i nu, nu am nimic cu oltenii! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="fr-BE"&gt;Am luat doar un exemplu relevant pentru accent &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;şi modul de vorbire a limbii romîne...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;Consider că homosexualii nu sunt de acuzat pentru orientarea lor sexuală. Nu înţeleg de ce sunt atîţi homofobi pe lume care îi detestă. Sunt şi ei oameni ca şi noi, au şi ei sentimente, gînduri proprii şi mai ales! au dreptul şi capacitatea de a iubi. Faptul că sunt capabili de iubire îi face mult mai acceptabili şi de înţeles decît oamenii heterosexuali care nu sunt capabili decît de ură şi de sentimente.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;Poate că pe oameni îi deranjează acei homosexuali care nu îi suportă pe oamenii consideraţi normali şi fac totul să fie cît mai evidenţi şi mai excentrici şi tot se aşteaptă să fie acceptaţi. Cei care se sărută pe străzi sau care se îmbracă ridicol şi marşează în parade.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;Cît despre oamenii de altă religie, aici lucrurile sunt puţin mai delicate, cu atît cît există tabere fanatice de ambele părţi.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span lang="fr-BE"&gt;Î&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="fr-BE"&gt;n ţările creştine, cei de alte credinţe, evreii sau musulmanii sunt destul de discriminaţi datorită obiceiurilor lor care pot părea ciudate şi prea scorţoase şi judecaţi pentru asta, însă dacă un creştin sau, mai relevant, o creştină se va duce să trăiască într-o ţară musulmană, ea va fi judecată şi considerată uşuratică, datorită diferenţelor de mentalităţi şi îmbrăcăminte dintre cele două credinţe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;Nu vreau să demonstrez nimic, dar vreau să dau o lecţie: “Daca înveţi să tolerezi, vei fi tolerat!”.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span lang="fr-BE"&gt;Ş&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="fr-BE"&gt;i nu, nu mă aştept ca cineva să devină extrem de tolerant, peste noapte, după acest articol. Nu visez ca viaţa ciuva să se schimbe radical în urma acestui articol. Ar fi un narcisism stupid şi patetic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" lang="fr-BE"&gt;Vreau doar să vă pun puţin pe gînduri, să vă fac să vă gîndiţi la asta pentru o clipă.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-8143879218212301764?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8143879218212301764/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8143879218212301764' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8143879218212301764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8143879218212301764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/toleranta-zero.html' title='Toleranta = Zero?'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7152622264538393155</id><published>2011-05-21T17:06:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T17:38:02.310+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunderpants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://sharetv.org/images/posters/thunderpants_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 337px;" src="http://sharetv.org/images/posters/thunderpants_2002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tocmai am vazut "Thunderpants" (cu Rupert Grint) pe TV1000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am fost uimita ca l-au dat in Romania, la televizor. Pana acum vazusem la TV doar "Driving Lessons" si la cinema fusese "Wild Target", dar l-am ratat asa ca l-am vazut pe calculator, de fapt pe DVD Player (mentionez ca fara subtitrare *proud of myself*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Acum pot spune cu adevarat ca am vazut TOATE filmele lui Rupert. Si le iubesc, si il iubesc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu mai vorbisem de mult pe blog despre Rupert, si despre cat de mult il iubesc eu pe el si asta imi mirosea a instrainare de propriul meu blog. Imi mirosea a tradare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Blogul este locul unde eu imi vars toate gandurile, sentimentele si ideile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Revenind acum la film: nu voi sta sa va povestesc toata actiunea, pentru ca ar deveni pilictisitor. Voi rezuma insa filmul in careva cuvinte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Un baiat nascut cu o problema destul de urata, depaseste umilintele celorlalri si reuseste, cu ajutorul unui prieten, sa isi transforme problema intr-un adevarat talent si astfel salveaza viata mai multor oameni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Daca vreti sa cititi mai multe despre acest film, gasiti informatii pe Wikipedia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thunderpants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mi-a placut foarte mult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dincolo de o comedie savuroasa este si o importanta lectie de viata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Iiiiii, Rupert era asa mic si creeet &amp;lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Alte filme cu Rupert Grint in curs de aparitie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Harry Potter and the Deadly Hallows" (part II)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Comrade"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Eddy "The Eagle" Edwards"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De-abia astept sa apara &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Cormrade" este despre prietenia dintre doi soldati in Al Doilea Razboi Mondial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Istorie + Rupert Grint = &amp;lt;3 Me happy! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7152622264538393155?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7152622264538393155/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7152622264538393155' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7152622264538393155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7152622264538393155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/thunderpants.html' title='Thunderpants'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-2038993426408047239</id><published>2011-05-17T17:01:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T17:05:11.573+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rezultatul tezei la Engleza</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am vrut sa fac un post separat pentru asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tineti minte ca v-am spus intr-un articol ca va fi minune de la Dumnezeu daca voi lua macar 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ei bine, nu am luat 7!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nici 8&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am luat 9! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;N O U A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunt asa mandra de mine incat asta trebuie sarbatorit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Da! Sunt buna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-2038993426408047239?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/2038993426408047239/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=2038993426408047239' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2038993426408047239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2038993426408047239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/rezultatul-tezei-la-engleza.html' title='Rezultatul tezei la Engleza'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-702342665858580692</id><published>2011-05-16T19:36:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:51:23.971+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O my... (III) (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cum si de data am asta am gasit destule cuvinte, voi imparti aceasta lista in doua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Scuzati, va rog, intarzierea de o zi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;generatia 93 jocuri - "Ursul doarme si viseaza", "Magarusul", "Flori fete sau baieti", "Ratele si vanatorii", in orice caz. Unele foarte frumoase si pline de imaginatie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;jocuri copii sotron magarus - Mi-e dor de ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hitler simbol - Zvastica. Cred ca e a mia oara cand spun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;eseu singurul paradis pierdut este copilaria - L-am facut. L-am publicat si in revista scolii mele, "Lazaristii". Cauta-l prin arhivele din Ianuarie sau Februarie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and i said what the fuck - Yeah, cateodata iti vine sa zici asa ceva. Cateodata mai des, mie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;comoara si inima - "Unde iti este comoara, acolo iti va fi si inima". Ador asta! E din "Harry Potter si Talismanele Mortii". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;eseu pe tema copilaria ca o floare - Nu stiu daca voi face vreodata, dar...de ce nu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;simboluri naziste - Hitler!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;jocul ursul doarme - Hmm...cred ca un copil era ursul, statea pe vine, iar ceilalti in jurul lui cantau "Ursul doarme si viseaza ca papucii lui danseaza..." si mai era din cantecel. Iar cand terminau de cantat, ursul trebuia sa fuga dupa ei, pe cine prindea, acela era ursul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;porecle idioate - Oho! Destule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sinele meu - Ce e cu el?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;va plac cartile harry potter - Daca imi plac!? LE ADOR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;wee can do it - O, da! WEE poate face multe! :&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria un univers pierdut - De acord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-702342665858580692?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/702342665858580692/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=702342665858580692' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/702342665858580692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/702342665858580692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-my-iii-part-1.html' title='O my... (III) (part 1)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7657237056071747222</id><published>2011-05-14T18:45:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T19:25:57.988+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa nr. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aleasa cu Random.Org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Zi-mi ceva despre tine. Gen cum te cheama, cati ani ai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Anna, 18 ani. Sunt majora si complet legala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Ai porecle? Care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Emily, Em, DeeDee, Anita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3. O melodie trista, una perfecta si 3 care iti plac muuult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O melodie trista: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1st Lady - Missing you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O melodie perfecta: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pink - Fucking Perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Trei care imi plac mult (le ador): &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lily Allen - The Fear&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jessie J - Who you are&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lily Allen - Fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Ai animal de casa? Care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am un motan, Cipi, also known as Mr. Cat. Are sapte ani. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Daca ai avea un serial TV cum s-ar numi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Just be true to who you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6. Primul citat care iti vine in minte. Nu trisa, fara Google!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"E nevoie de 46 de muschi ca sa te incrunti la ei, dar doar de 4 pentru a le trage un pumn in fata"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7. Desenul animat preferat din copilarie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Tom and Jerry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8. Iti place inghetata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O ador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9. Ce alt nume ti-ar placea sa ai, daca ai putea avea altul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Emma, Emily, dar imi place mult si numele meu (mai ales daca ar fi scris cu doi de "N")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10. Zi-mi un banc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intrebare&lt;/span&gt;: Zebra este alba cu dungi negre sau neagra cu dungi albe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raspuns&lt;/span&gt;: Da!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Merge mai departe la cine o doreste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7657237056071747222?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7657237056071747222/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7657237056071747222' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7657237056071747222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7657237056071747222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/leapsa-nr-1.html' title='Leapsa nr. 1'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-6941621863788110964</id><published>2011-05-13T20:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T20:14:11.568+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so cool post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-nmD20IlKs/Sbm6QXjjGqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FgPJICmcn9w/s320/vineri-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-nmD20IlKs/Sbm6QXjjGqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FgPJICmcn9w/s320/vineri-13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azi am fost la scoala doar pentru trei ore, dintre care in doua ne-am uitat la film.&lt;br /&gt;Deobicei  Vinerea iesim la 12, dar cum profa de Geografie e plecata in Turcia cu  proiectul Comenius azi am facut doar trei ore. In doua ne-am uitat la  film.&lt;br /&gt;Sele si Lari aveau de prezentat un film la &lt;i&gt;"Mesajul Filozofic din Arta in secolul XX"&lt;/i&gt;  (da, carnatul ala de cuvinte dintre ghilimele e numele unei materii pe  care eu o studiez la scoala, si care imi place foarte mult). Asa ca  profa de Romana ne-a lasat sa ne uitam si in ora ei, oricum era cam  obosita si nu avea chef sa ne predea, fiind Vineri s-a gandit sa ne lase  la film.&lt;br /&gt;Ne-am uitat la &lt;i&gt;"My Sassy Girl"&lt;/i&gt;, un film ce prezinta o  poveste de dragoste. Deobicei detest acest gen de filme, dar pe asta  l-am adorat. La fel cum ador chestiile romantice dintre Elena si Stefan  in TVD. Domle' cred ca am luat-o razna! De cand imi plac mie  dragalaseniile?!&lt;br /&gt;Em, fetito, ce e cu tine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ieri am dat ultima teza, cea la Engleza.&lt;br /&gt;Sper sa fi facut bine.&lt;br /&gt;Am rezultatele celorlalte teze:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Romana - 9&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;(Sunt  asa mandra de mine, ma iubesc! Nu credeam ca voi lua nota asta, eram  sigura ca voi lua sau 7 sau 8 si cand profa mi-a spus, am aclamat  satisfacuta "Da! Sunt atat de buna!!!!")&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Istorie - 9&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;(Puteam  sa iau 10, dar am gresit la cel mai usor subiect. Cel cu copierea unor  chestii din citat. La fel am facut si semestru trecut. Copil prost ce  sunt!!! Asa sa fac si la bac, ca ma strang singura de gat...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Latina - 8&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;(Oho! Nici nu ma asteptam la atat, avand in vedere ca am cam spoit-o la partea de gramatica.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Engleza&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Ni  le aduce luni. Dar daca iau 7 va fi o minune de la Dumnezeu! Am dat-o  rav, grav de tot in bara. Nu m-am putut concentra deloc, eram super  stresata si am zbarcit-o. Evident nota va fi o pata de rusine pentru  mine, care vreau sa ajung la Facultate in UK.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si voi, cum mai e viata voastra? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;color:orange;"  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: Happy Friday 13th!!!! Muhaha! *devil*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-6941621863788110964?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/6941621863788110964/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=6941621863788110964' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6941621863788110964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6941621863788110964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-so-cool-post.html' title='Not so cool post'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r-nmD20IlKs/Sbm6QXjjGqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FgPJICmcn9w/s72-c/vineri-13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5093657975129323549</id><published>2011-05-10T20:45:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T22:16:00.342+03:00</updated><title type='text'>And all those deaths were in vain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Acum cateva zile cand ma indreptam spre scoala cu pasi usor grabiti, ascultand muzica, mai exact piesa "Locul Potrivit" al lui  Guess Who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu stiu, daca cumva ati fost atenti la cum incepe, cu acel cantecel comunist &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Suntem copii, de acum vom fi / Plini de uimire, plini de iubire / Cu ochii va urmarim / Stim de pe acum ce ne asterneti la drum / Nenumarate flori si palate / Sa avem noi maine aur si paine / Voi sunteti niste eroi / Dar intr-o zi si noi...".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Chiar in acelasi timp am trecut pe langa Biserica cu Luna si am auzit clopotele batand, chemand oamenii la slujba. Atunci au trecut pe langa mine niste tineri care se dadeau atei, comentand la adresa oamenilor religiosi si a Crestinismului.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De pe atunci, mi-a inflorit in minte ideea unui articol ca asta. Un articol in care sa detaliez mai pe larg doua lucruri pe care eu le consider a fi o lipsa de respect la adresa stramosilor nostrii care s-au sacrificat pentru noi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;1. Absenta romanilor de la vot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.mirceahodarnau.ro/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/revolutie-1989-225x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 218px;" src="http://www.mirceahodarnau.ro/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/revolutie-1989-225x300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu-mi place ideea ca lumea nu merge la voi, cand sunt alegeri, fie ele locale, guvernamentale sau prezidentiale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu sunt o nationalista, toata lumea stie ca am un profund dezgust fata de ceea ce se intampla in tara asta, fata de mentalitatile oamenilor, fata de punctul lor de vedere, nu am nimic cu tara in sine, Romania - e doar o bucata de pamant frumoasa, pe suprafata careia se intind hectare de paduri (pe care romanii le defriseaza in prostie), munti cu resurse incomensurabile (pe care romanii nu sunt in stare sa le aprecieze si sa le exploateze), ape curgatoare (pe care romanii le polueaza) si multe altele. As iubi Romania daca nu ar fi locuita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dar, in fine, nu asta era ideea articolului.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Exista, ca si mine, o gramada de lume care se plange ca in tara asta nu se schimba niciodata nimic. Pai cum sa se schimbe oameni buni, daca voi nu mergeti la vot? Va asigur ca nici un parlamentar sau mai degraba, nici un politician nu va zice "Gata! Am furat destul, e cazul sa ma retrag si eu la tara, cu o casuta si cateva gaini si din cand in cand sa vina succesorii mei sa-mi numere ouale!". NU! Asta nu se va intampla. E nevoie de vointa popurului pentru ca ceva sa se schimbe in tara asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dar asta nu e singurul motiv pentru care ar trebui sa mergem la vot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Va amintiti de 22 Decembrie 1989, atunci a inceput drumul nostru spre democratie. Desi inca mai avem mult de parcurs spre obiectivul nostru final, adevarata democratie, in acea zi am facut primul pas spre libertate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In comunism ceea ce ii deranja pe romani cel mai tare, era faptul ca nu isi puteau exprima opinia liber, prin vot. La revolutia din 1989 mii de copii, adolesenti, tineri, adulti pana si batrani au murit pentru ca noi sa avem acest drept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Alte sute de sufletene nevinovate au pierit, civili, militari, pe langa protestatari pentru a aprinde flacara libertatii. Sangele lor a fost varsat pe strazi, si sute de mii strigate si lozinci au rasunat in marile piete pentru ca romanii sa aiba dreptul la opinie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si acum? Acum sa nu ne exercitam un drept pentru care au murit atatia oameni la revolutie, si alte mii au ramas infirmi. Nu ar face asta sa para sacrificiul lor ca fiind inutil? Nu ar fi desconsiderat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu consider ca da!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Acum ca am facut 18 ani, voi incerca sa merg sa votez, macar odata. Sa imi exercit acest drept pentru care s-au varsat litrii de sange la revolutia din 1989.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;2. Ateismul, sau "pseudo-ateismul"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://eliada.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/cross3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 240px;" src="http://eliada.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/cross3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am intalnit foarte multe persoane care sunt atee, sau cel putin, asa pretind. Da, sunt acele persoane care pretind ca ele nu cred in Dumnezeu si unii zic chiar, ca aceia ce cred sunt prosti pentru ca se bazeaza pe cineva imaginar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu sunt o fanatica religioasa, nu sunt nici macar ortodoxa. Adica, sunt botezata ortodoxa, in Biserica, dar eu sunt Liber-Cugetatoare (nu Agnostica), adica o imbinare de mai multe religii. Da, cred in Dumnezeu, in Iisus, in ingeri si chestiile specifice Crestinismului, dar am si unele concepte din Budhism. Nu am imaginea lui Dumnezeu prezentata de Biblie, ci cea creata de mine si cred cu tarie in El.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu conteaza neaparat ce religie sunt eu atata timp cand cred. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Consider ca ateismul este o batjocura imensa adusa miliardelor de oameni care au murit in numele Domnului de-a lungul miilor de ani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cati martiri nu au murit sustinandu-si sus si tare credinta, luptand pentru dreptul urmasilor lor de a se inchina unui Dumnezeu, de a avea un loc unde sa se roage sau de a-si manifesta credinta liber. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Consider ca e o lipsa de respect, o batjocura si o jignire imensa de a lua acum in deradere, de a desconsidera si de a terfeli lucrurul pentru care ei au fost gata sa-si dea viata in chinuri groaznice, crucificati, mancati de lei, arsi de vii sau alte metode de tortura inimaginaile: CREDINTA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Acest articol reprezinta opinia mea persoanala, nu vreau sa indocrinez pe nimeni, nu vreau sa-mi zica nimeni "Da, ai dreptate! Asa este!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mi-am exprimat doar o opinie persoana pentru ca am simtit nevoia sa o fac, nu simt nevoia sa primesc aprobari, dar mi-ar placea ca voi dupa ce cititi acest articol, sa nu inchideti fereastra plictisiti, ci sa va puna pe ganduri, sa va schimbati, macar un pic, perceptia despre lume, si sa realizati ca tot ce aveti acuma nu a fost intodeauna un drept obtinut prin nastere, ci miliarde de oameni au murit in toata lumea pentru a-l face un drept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cate mii de oameni au trebuit sa se nasca pentru ca tu sa existi, dar cate alte mii de oameni au trebuit sa moara pentru ca viata ta sa fie ce e acum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-5093657975129323549?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5093657975129323549/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5093657975129323549' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5093657975129323549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5093657975129323549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-all-those-deaths-were-in-vain.html' title='And all those deaths were in vain?'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-4980038741569374730</id><published>2011-05-09T19:53:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:41:10.218+03:00</updated><title type='text'>9 May: Europe's day. We all shall grow in peace and love eachother  + Supliment: Prima zi de voluntariat la autisti!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi a fost ziua Europei (sau mai precis a Uniunii Europene). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am dat teza la Istorie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In pauza mare am iesit toti in careu la o prezentare culinara a bucatariilor din cele 27 de state Europene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Totul a inceput cu intonarea imnurilor Uniunii Europene ("Oda bucuriei") si al Romaniei ("Desteapta-te romane!"). Au fost prezentate obiceiuri culinare si nu numai, traditii si unele momente artistice pentru fiecare tara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Noi am avut Danemarca, iar Didi, Biu si Ralu au gatit budinca de orez si mai aveau si lichior de oua. Era foarte bun, desi cam tare, caci dupa o jumatate de pahar deja pamantul cam dansa sub picioarele mele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu prea am fost incantata de prezentarea Marii Britanii, facuta de clasa a XIa C. Mi se pare ca nu prea s-au straduit. Au facut un British breakfast, niste paine prajita si ceai negru cu lapte (desi m-am indragostit de cescutele rosii cu buline albe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Apoi ni s-au inmanat diplomele in careu. Eu nu mi-am primit-o pe a mea, si nici Maria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si m-am simtit cam noah, ce saracie a fost aia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Numarul trecut au uitat sa ma treaca in listele colaboratorilor de la revista scolii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pe bune! Incep sa ma simt persecutata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pe la doua am reusit sa plecam si noi acasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Evident am bagat un turbo, pentru ca la trei si jumatate trebuia sa fiu inapoi la scoala, sa merg cu doamna diriginta, Ale P, Ale S, Didi, Alin si Andreea la voluntariat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Copiii de acolo sunt in general foarte greu de stapanit, mai ales ca am avut ghinionul si ca imi cada in ingrijire cel mai mare si cel mai fortos si violent tip de acolo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu a fost tocmai genial cu el, pentru ca m-a tras de sani, m-a spuipat, m-a lovit, a aruncat cu lucruri in mine, mi-a agresat parul si a vrut sa-mi daruiasca niste muci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Totusi a fost fun, si vreau sa ma intorc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dupa ce am terminat cu copiii aceia, doamna driginta ne-a facut la toti cinste cu un suc, si am stat si acolo sa radem, dupa ce ca rasesem intr-una pe drum (nu de copii, sa nu intelegeti ca suntem malefici) si pe drumul de intoarcere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E oficial, femeia asta e mult prea geniala, buna si de gasca! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Toti o iubesc in clasa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Didi radea ca o capra Shnitzy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;PS: Cred ca asta e cel mai lung titlu din istoria blogului meu. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-4980038741569374730?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/4980038741569374730/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=4980038741569374730' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4980038741569374730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4980038741569374730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/9-may-europes-day-we-all-shall-grow-in.html' title='9 May: Europe&apos;s day. We all shall grow in peace and love eachother  + Supliment: Prima zi de voluntariat la autisti!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7679569123761687188</id><published>2011-05-07T22:19:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T23:00:36.891+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa nr. 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aleasa cu Random.Org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vreau neaparat sa fie luata de cineva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ai ajuns acasă şi îţi găseşti nevasta în pat cu altul, ce faci?&lt;br /&gt;"Tu, tu curva! Mi-ai jurat ca esti lezby si ca vrei sa fi sotia mea. Acum, ma inseli cu un...barbat?"&lt;br /&gt;Asta fiindca ai zis de sotie. La sot.... *devil* nici nu va imaginati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   2. Copilul tău ascultă manele, care e reacţia ta?&lt;br /&gt;Ii fac un test ADN, pentru ca sigur l-au incurcat la maternitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  3. Copilul tău îţi cere droguri, ce faci?&lt;br /&gt;Incerc sa ii explic efectele drogurilor asupra fizicului si psihicului.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   4. Copilul tău vine cu o persoana acasă, cu intenţia de a face sex, care ar fi răspunsul tău?&lt;br /&gt;Depinde de varsta. Daca e prea mic e bai mare, daca nu, "Be safe! Use a condom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   5. Dacă ţi-ar cere cineva să-ţi schimbi stilul de viaţă ce i-ai zice?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm kinda lazy and bored, so daca imi ofera activitati pe placul meu, de ce nu? In caz contrar, sa se duca sa-i faca o vizita lu Dracu'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   6. Dacă te opreşte cineva pe stradă şi îţi cere telefonul ce îi zici?&lt;br /&gt;"Ete fas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   7. Eşti bătrân, vrei să treci strada, rogi pe cineva să te ajute?&lt;br /&gt;Nu cred. Eu sunt mai independenta de felul meu. Dar, daca as avea imperioasa nevoie, pana la urma, de ce nu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   8. La bătrâneţe ai face sex?&lt;br /&gt;Daca as avea cu cine, chef si as fi suficient de motivata, da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3072226116170759489-7679569123761687188?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7679569123761687188/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7679569123761687188' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7679569123761687188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7679569123761687188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/leapsa-nr-11.html' title='Leapsa nr. 11'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7781367264409643733</id><published>2011-05-07T21:46:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T22:03:36.898+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O my... (II) (part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Stiu ca nu am mai scris nimic pe blog de la o vreme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am fost cam lenesa, dar si ocupata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Revin cu continuarea de la Google, cu o leapsa si poate si cu un articol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;de ce sa aleg blackberry - Cum de ce? Pentru ca e genial! &amp;lt;3 Nu degeaba ii zice SmartPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cum te vezi peste 10 ani compunere - Neah, nu am chef acum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;generatia nascuta in anii 93 - Spun cu mandrie ca fac parte din ea si ca acum am 18 ani!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cum ai reactiona daca te-ar insela - Kill him with a chainsaw!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;simboluri naziste - Succes la cautat, nazist mic ce esti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;concurs ritualul - Da, a fost mai de mult. Nu am castigat, oricum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ati cumparat de la bb up? - Da. De mult. Prin martie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;descriere sunt o persoana minunata - Sunt o persoana minunata. Ochii mei sunt de-un negru intens, parul meu la fel, pielea e usor creola, sunt micuta, am forme si sunt si inteligenta. Ma iubesc atat de mult! Si sa nu uitam de modestie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oxford shoes cu ce se poarta - Pai in general la un outfit elegant si mai British asa. Bine, nu neaparat British, dar elegant. Evident, tu faci cum vrei: ii poti purta si la trening, eventual cu un lant mare si gros de aur la gat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria ca paradis - Am scris despre asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria un paradis pierdut - Adevarat! Foarte adevarat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;emilygoeswild - I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i said what the fuck - Me too. Several times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;paradis pierdut - Il declar nul :&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cea mai buna platforma de blog 2011 - Pentru mine, Blogspot-ul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;voluntariat in spitale de copii - Pick me! Pick me! Eu vreau sa fac! Eu! Eu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;definitie democratie - Sistem de guvernamant oe care aproape nimeni nu il are, dar toti il mimeaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;women power - That's the spirit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7781367264409643733?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7781367264409643733/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7781367264409643733' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7781367264409643733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7781367264409643733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-my-ii-part-3.html' title='O my... (II) (part 3)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-4892122333785107373</id><published>2011-04-29T19:14:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T20:17:17.101+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Anne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi m-am intalnit din nou cu Anne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;M-am mai vazut cu ea in 2009 odata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A fost grozav. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A venit sa ma ia de la scoala, apoi am fost cu ea cu mama si cu inca un tip, Costin (bun tipu) sa bem o cafea la Caffe Passione aproape de Biserica Emanuel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A fost super, desi a trebuit sa stam foarte putin impreuna, pentru ca ea a trebuit sa plece. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Va vine sa credeti ca a venit tot drumul din Bucuresti doar ca sa ma vada pe mine? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I feel important!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And I love her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu prea am ce sa va povestesc mai mult, caci chiar a trebuit sa plece repede de tot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am vorbit despre multe chestii, diverse, nimic in special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Oricum, a promis ca va mai veni sa stea chiar si o saptamana peste o saptamana sau doua...sper sa se tina de cuvant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ne-am facut o poza, dar amandoua aratam ca niste zombie asa ca nu o voi posta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Anna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-4892122333785107373?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/4892122333785107373/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=4892122333785107373' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4892122333785107373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4892122333785107373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/04/meeting-anne.html' title='Meeting Anne'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1250514232189898049</id><published>2011-04-23T00:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T00:23:04.571+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O my... (II) (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;support japan - Yes, we can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;valorile promovate de biserica - Cam in favoarea barbatilor, dar noah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria singurul paradis - Indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;acolo unde iti este comoara acolo iti este si inima - Intodeauna, sa stii! Am simtit asta cand am fost in Londra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;money can't by happiness - Oh, tu sfanta Engleza dupa ureche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria - O experienta minunata pentru unii, dar traumatizanta pentru altii. Ca sa nu apara discutii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;semnul lui hitler - ZVASTICA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;in mare ca ziua lui anna montana - Huh? Anna Montana? =)) Stiam o micuta care ma "botezase" asa =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;marioneta] - Ii o papusa pe sfori...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;pimp my blog - Pimp it yourself! Auzi, ce tupeu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria mea singurul paradis pierdut - Ma bucur ca tu consideri asa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;pantofi oxford -Sunt minunati :X Desi, hmmm, conversii ii bat la comoditate :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oxford shoes - Vezi mai sus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;foto zvastica - Nu stiam ca-s atatia nazisti care imi viziteaza blogul... :-s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;just little kid - Sometimes, I feel that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oxford shoes 2011 - Sunt cumva in tendinte, sau ce? O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cum sa porti oxford shoes - In picioare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sinelemeu.blogspot.com - Imi pare rau, sinele tau nu are blog. Fa o introspectie si il vei gasi acolo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;vine vacanta cu trenul din franta - A si venit, si e pe cale sa plece :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria e singurul bine - Hmm...poate mai sunt si alte "bine-uri" pe lume. Trebuie doar sa le descoperim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;iluminatti - E o organizatie despre care se speculeaza ca ar vrea sa conduca lumea. Cica se baga si in muzica...eu nu cred...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;support japan - Ma bucur ca sunt oameni care se intereseaza si de cei din Japonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;semnul hitler - Nazistilor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;zvastica - Nu stii cum arata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;semn hitler - Dooaaaamneee, cati obsedati pe lumea asta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-1250514232189898049?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1250514232189898049/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1250514232189898049' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1250514232189898049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1250514232189898049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-my-ii-part-2.html' title='O my... (II) (part 2)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-4688261088376642383</id><published>2011-04-19T18:47:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T18:55:05.053+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm trying not to be sarcastic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Vrei sa bei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunt deja in ziua a doua de vacanta de Pasti oficiala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In weekend am stat si am frecat menta sa iasa ceaiul (cum zice profa de istorie), m-am uitat la filme si am vazut cele 12 episoade aparute pana acum din Robotzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;GENIAL! Am ras de m-am tarat pe jos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ieri insa m-am pus pe treaba, am facut curat in camera mea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A fost cam mult de lucru, nu voi nega ca deobicei camera mea arata ca dupa razboi, pentru ca ar fii ipocrizie, si nu e momentul acum pentru asa ceva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am cunoscut ardeleanca, o cheama Akaya (bine, nu e numele din buletin, dar m-ar omora daca l-as rosti).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tipa e geniala! Am ras cu ea de am murit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Rasul e bun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi iar am facut curat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Voi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-4688261088376642383?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/4688261088376642383/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=4688261088376642383' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4688261088376642383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4688261088376642383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-trying-not-to-be-sarcastic.html' title='I&apos;m trying not to be sarcastic!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5894485478361314528</id><published>2011-04-14T17:49:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T18:09:54.896+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, I love to be a teenager!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Scriam in urma cu cateva zile pe blog despre cat de bine e sa fii la liceu si mai ales cat de bine e sa fii la "Aurel Lazar". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi a fost o zi speciala. Nu am facut decat ora de Istorie la care am dat test (a fost destul de usor), in rest ne-am facut curatenie de Paste in clasa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am facut cheta sa ne luam Ajax pentru spalat geamuri si servetele ca sa le stergem. Bine nu suna ca o cheta, ci mai mult ca niste cersatori homeless care stau sub pod "Da-ti-ne un leu, va rugam, un leu! Ne dati si noua un leu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dupa ce am facut rost de toata suma de bani care trebuia, Andreea si Bianca M au plecat sa cumpere produsul respectiv. Unde mai pui ca ne-a mai ramas si un leu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Una peste alta, clasa e curata, noi suntem fericiti si deja in vacanta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ok, oficial nu suntem in vacanta, dar diriginta ne-a zis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diriginta: "Ok, daca faceti azi curat in clasa nu mai trebuie sa veniti, oricum lipsesc profesoarele de Engleza si Romana, iar o ora o aveti cu mine, Am vorbit eu cu profa de Geografie si nu va pune absenti!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noi: "Yeeeesss!!! Uraaaa!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diriginta: "Dar shhh! Eu nu am voie sa va las acasa, eu nu va dau voie, dar maine sa nu veniti la scoala. Daca intreaba directorul eu spun ca nu v-am lasat!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noi: "Ok!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E frumos din partea ei ca isi pune obraziul pentru noi, ca si daca ea zice ca nu ne-a lasat tot o sa aiba probleme. Daca era vreo bitch nici nu se chinuia atata pentru noi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Asa ca tu...daca esti un lazarist (Ok, exceptand-o pe Wewe) sa nu te duci maine la scoala sa canti din trompeta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In rest...se pare ca sunt deja in vacanta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Imi merge bine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;PS: In vacanta asta ar trebuii sa scriu un articol pentru revista scolii. Dar nu am nici cea mai mica idee despre ce sa fie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-5894485478361314528?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5894485478361314528/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5894485478361314528' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5894485478361314528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5894485478361314528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/04/man-i-love-to-be-teenager.html' title='Man, I love to be a teenager!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1753151611470913742</id><published>2011-04-14T17:11:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T17:45:45.912+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O my... (II) (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Luna asta am strans prea multe cuvinte de cautare pe Google pentru a le pune intr-un singur post. Asa ca le voi fragmenta in mai multe posturi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;pray japan - It's the best thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;muzica vine vacanta cu trenul din franta - Daaaa!!! Am asteptat atata timp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;vreau sa fiu un lazarist - Eu sunt deja! Envy me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;zvastica lui hitler - Ce e cu ea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria singurul paradis pierdut - True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;emily goes wild - Well...sometimes :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;@ japan - Macar mai e cineva care se gandeste la ei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;japan - E in Asia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;money can t buy happiness - Hmm...greu de spus. Tind sa cred ca nu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;porno na vesnici - Wot??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sa fii barbat - E greu sa fii un barbat adevarat si nu un papagal cu aere de masculinitate in zilele noastre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cum se poate face o marioneta?? - See a tutorial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;revolutia cuvintelor - Am scris de muuuuult un articol despre asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cum se face o marioneta care se misca - Uite-te la "Dead Silence" si vezi acolo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;in numele legii - Esti arestat!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;leapsa cu winamp - E preferata mea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-1753151611470913742?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1753151611470913742/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1753151611470913742' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1753151611470913742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1753151611470913742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-my-ii-part-1.html' title='O my... (II) (part 1)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3251807182258703904</id><published>2011-04-12T20:58:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:12:43.768+03:00</updated><title type='text'>High School rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sa fii la liceu e tare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sa fii la filologie e tare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sa fii la filologie-jurnalism e si mai tare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sa ai niste colegi ca ai mei e super tare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi nu prea am facut ore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Profesoara de romana a lipsit - deci din start nu am facut trei ore: ora de romana si cele doua ore de jurnalism pe care tot ea ni le preda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Iar la religie ne-a lasat din nou liberi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ce am facut in cele patru ore libere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ne-am uitat la filme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Doua ore ne-am uitat la continuarea de la "Tron: Legarcy" pe care incepusem sa il vedem ieri in ora de engleza. Doamne! filmul ala are trei ore dar e GENIAL! GE-NI-AL! Mi-a placut la nebunie. E SF, asa ca am avut unele retineri la inceput, dar nu! filmul e genial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Urmatoarele doua ore ne-am uitat la "Cry Wolf", un thriller psihologic foarte interesant care te tine tot timpul in suspans si cu cuvintele "X e criminalul!" pe buze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Va las trailer-ele de la cele doua filme:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Tron: Legarcy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L9szn1QQfas" allowfullscreen="" width="400" frameborder="0" height="255"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cry Wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lxf3E9f7tQM" allowfullscreen="" width="400" frameborder="0" height="330"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3251807182258703904?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3251807182258703904/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3251807182258703904' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3251807182258703904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3251807182258703904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/04/high-school-rocks.html' title='High School rocks!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/L9szn1QQfas/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1934350491078639753</id><published>2011-04-07T21:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:46:55.306+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway books III</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am gasit un Giveaway nou cu carti cand verificam update-urile site-urilor pe care le urmaresc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ador giveaway-urile cu carti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;http://fashionandbeautysucker.blogspot.com/2011/04/concurs-orasul-oaselor-ritualul.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;M-as dorii cartea "Viziuni insangerate" de Kay Hooper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-1934350491078639753?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1934350491078639753/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1934350491078639753' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1934350491078639753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1934350491078639753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/04/giveaway-books-iii.html' title='Giveaway books III'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5663089263344633553</id><published>2011-04-07T19:31:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T20:32:09.915+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's nothing wrong with who you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FfRrpzbiFC4" allowfullscreen="" width="400" frameborder="0" height="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am facut multe lucruri noi saptamana asta. M-am descoperit pe mine si am acceptat sa fac multe lucruri la care nu m-as fii avantat inainte. Poate de teama, poate de lene...dar acum am facut-o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mi-am facut cont pe Facebook. Nu credeam ca o voi face vreodata, pentru ca noah, pe acolo e plin de cocalari si nu as fii vrut sa am "placerea" sa dau de ei. Dar vazand ca mai poti prietenii mei au si eu neputand sa le vad pozele mi-am facut si eu. Si ghiciti ce! imi place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mi-am facut cont pe Tumblr. Nu prea il folosesc, dar stiu ca il am si la nevoie...cine stie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Particip la o cercetare psihologica despre stima de sine in randurile adolescentilor. Ajut o studenta la Psihologie care are asta pentru lucrarea ei de Masterat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;M-am inscris ca voluntar la un spital pentru copii cu autism. O sa ii ajut sa aiba mai mult contact cu lumea din jurul lor si cred ca deja stiu ce o sa fac pentru asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunt inscrisa pentru un concurs, ceva intre Romana, Filozofie si Religie. De analizat psalimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Iau cursuri de Engleza in particular pentru a imi face Engleza cat mai demna de Marea Britanie. Profa mi-a spus ca Engleza mea e undeva intre Foarte Buna si Excelenta, iar pronuntia mea e foarte buna. Nu inteleg de ce la clasa nu merge cu pronuntia. Eh, cel putin mi-a confirmat un profesor ca Engleza mea e buna, si nu e doar o idee din capsorul meu narcisit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;M-am inscris la niste cursuri de Economie in Engleza, predate de niste voluntari din Filipine si sustinute de Royal Bank of Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Saptamana asta mi-a mers genial, si se pare ca programul meu o sa fie incarcat, asa cum mi-am dorit de mult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Alte lucruri noi din viata mea:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am o profesoara noua de Geografie. Pana acum tipa ruleaza, e super de treaba. O cunosc din clasa a IX-a, dar e prima data cand imi preda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mi-am cumparat un stilou cu tot felul de imagini din Marea Britanie pe el.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am facut multe poze pe care le am in BlackBerry si pe care trebuie sa le descarc in calculator pentru a le pune pe FaceBook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marti am facut o singura ora la scoala, ora de Romana. In restul orelor ne-am uitat in Sala Festiva la filme, la jumatate din "Ciuleandra", la o comedie ruseasca numita "Concertul" si la "Quo Vadis". A fost o zi cinematografica. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Voi? Ce ati facut nou in ultima vreme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-5663089263344633553?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5663089263344633553/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5663089263344633553' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5663089263344633553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5663089263344633553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-nothing-wrong-with-who-you-are.html' title='It&apos;s nothing wrong with who you are'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FfRrpzbiFC4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-6722535612229683295</id><published>2011-04-02T19:51:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T20:15:34.707+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa nr. 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aleasa cu Random.Org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Daca partenerul te-ar insela cum ai reactiona?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Probabil nu as reactiona cumva, pentru ca nu sunt genul care sa se isterizeze, dar sigur m-ar durea si m-as gandi "De ce?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Daca ai un vis ce ai dori sa se implineasca, care e?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sa ajung in Marea Britanie la facultate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Al cui fund ai vrea sa-l lovesti cu sete?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A lui Rux, don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Ce-ai face daca ai avea un miliard de dolari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Phahaha, multe. Unii zic cliseica faza "I-as investii...", dar eu recunosc ca as fii in stare sa ii cheltui pe toti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Prietenul cel mai bun va fi intotdeauna cel mai bun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pai, cam asta e ideea, nu? Din pacate nu todeauna se intampla asa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6. Ai fost vreodata indragostit de 2 persoane in acelasi timp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7. Cat timp ai astepta dupa persoana pe care ai iubit-o?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Daca am iubit-o cu adevarat si el la fel, daca sentimentele au fost cu adevarat profunde, l-as putea astepta cat timp trebuie. Dragostea adevarata merita asteptata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8. Daca ai castiga la loterie ti-ai abandona slujba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunt eleva. Fara scoala si cum bani? Dar cine-s eu? GiGi Becali?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9. Numeste cinci celebritati cu care NU te-ai prosti prin camere de hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Deobicei sunt o persoana sobra. Deci nu cred ca ar trebui sa imi aleg persoanele cu care sa ma prostesc sau cu care nu. Bineinteles, asta daca prin "a te prostii" intelegem "a te maimutarii".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10. Ce anume te stoarce de viata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Stresul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;11. Cum te vezi peste 10 ani?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mai British, mai matura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;12. Care e cea mai mare frica/fobie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cel mai tare mi-e frica de moartea celor dragi, si de...esecuri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;13. Ce fel de persoana crezi ca e cea care ti-a dat leapsa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pai eu am furat-o si mi-am dat-o mie. Eu sunt o persoana minunata, adorabila, imbratisabila, sexy, desteapta si mai ales MODESTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;14. Ai prefera sa fii singur si bogat ori casatorit dar sarac?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sa vedem: sa am tone de bani pe care sa ii "sparg" cu prietenii, distrandu-ma, si neavand stresul marital pe cap. Nimeni sa nu vrea mancare facuta, curatenie si giugiuleli cand eu nu am chef. A doua varianta ar fii sa fiu casatorit, cu copii (ca noah! nu-s bani de prezervative) si sa ma gandesc in fiecare zi ca nu am ce pune copiilor pe masa, ca nu le pot face bucuria jucariilor noi si a hainutelor si mai ales sa ma gandesc cat de nefericiti se simt ei, pentru ca saracia iti induce un sentiment de inferioritate si te impinge la lucruri necugetate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As dori totusi o a treia varianta: sa fiu bogata, sa am copii carora sa le pot asigura un trai luxox, dar nu neaparat sa fiu casatorita. Nu ma vad neaparat casatorita, dar categoric vreau sa am copii, dar nu acum. Mai incolo, cand voi fii pregatita psihic si material sa ii fac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;15. Care e primul lucru pe care il faci cand te trezesti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Injur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;16. Ai dat totul intr-o relatie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;17. Cariera e importanta pentru tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Da. Mi-as dorii sa am o cariera de succes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;18. Ai ierta si uita un lucru pe care ti l-a facut cineva, oricat de teribil ar fi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hmmm, chiar nu stiu asta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;19. Preferi burlacia sau confortul unei relatii?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cred ca glumesti! Nu stiu, eu am fost mereu individualista si nu prea sunt pregatita pentru o relatie, eu sunt mereu on my own. Nu mi-ar placea sa depind de cineva, sau sa am unele obligatii pe care le implica o relatie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Foarte mult depinde si de partener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;20. Da leapsa la 5 oameni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wewe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Geo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dorina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-6722535612229683295?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/6722535612229683295/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=6722535612229683295' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6722535612229683295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6722535612229683295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/04/leapsa-nr-8.html' title='Leapsa nr. 8'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-2987232303707584066</id><published>2011-04-02T19:47:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T19:51:06.746+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacaleala de 1 Aprilie!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Banuiesc ca voi va asteptati sa pun un post pe 1 Aprilie in care sa anunt ca imi inchid blogul, cum au facut tone de bloguri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dar nu, eu nu am facut nimic. V-am facut-o! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pacaleala de 1 Aprilie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O farsa din lipsa unei farse! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Muhahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-2987232303707584066?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/2987232303707584066/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=2987232303707584066' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2987232303707584066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2987232303707584066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/04/pacaleala-de-1-aprilie.html' title='Pacaleala de 1 Aprilie!!!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1656288696946779170</id><published>2011-03-31T17:04:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T17:27:42.199+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Iluminatti</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ne-a fost prezentat la Religie un documentar despre cum Iluminatii coordonearta din umbra totul, incepand cu industria muzicala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu sunt sceptica privind astfel de lucruri, dar azi stand in clasa cu Wewe si vorbind despre asta, am vazut ca daca privim in urma pana la anul 2000 (cand se presupunea ca va fii sfarsitul lumii; cand de fapt se face trecerea de la o mare perioada la alta) niste lucruri...sa zicem ca sunt concidente mari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O sa iau anii in ordine invers cronologica pentru a vedea si voi la ce ma refer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2000 - se presupunea ca atunci urma sa fie sfarsitul lumii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1989 - caderea comunismului pe plan mondial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1978 - razboiul din Vietnam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1968 - incepe razboiul de 6 zile in Orientul Mijlociu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1956 - revoltele anticomuniste din Ungaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1945 - bombele atomice de la Hiroshima si Nagsaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1934 - Hitler organizeaza "Noaptea cutitelor lungi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1923 - Imperiul Otoman se dizolva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1912 - incepe primul razboi Balcanic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1901 - presedintele american William McKinney este impuscat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am utilizat strict informatiile cunoscute din secolul 20, la scoala, pe tabla, in ora de Sport am innebunit-o pe Wewe si am mers pana in anul 1200 si ceva, ca zicea biata de ea ca ajung deja la Marea Schisma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Voi ce parere aveti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu sunt sceptica in chestia cu Iluminatti, dar nu pot nega ca nu sunt chestii interesante legate de numarul 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-1656288696946779170?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1656288696946779170/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1656288696946779170' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1656288696946779170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1656288696946779170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/iluminatti.html' title='Iluminatti'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1293276366199962030</id><published>2011-03-30T21:20:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:22:59.212+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Domnul Boc si Ipad-ul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Asta e o postare de pe "It's not me, it's you", blog pe care nu-l mai folosesc in prezent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Postarea originata e datata: 26 Decembrie 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E una politica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Era vremea aia...cu Boc si Ipad-ul, stiti voi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Fara alte introduceri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="entry"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;Din ciclul: Romania – Wonderland&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Prim-ministrul nostru, Emil Boc (stiti despre cine vorbesc, nu) si-a luat IPad, “ca tot romanul de rand” afirma el.&lt;br /&gt;Pai, domnule Boc, ma intrerb daca tu nu traiesti cumva intr-o lume  paralela. Pe cuvantul meu ca nu am vazut nici un profesor sau bugetar cu  IPad-uri la el!&lt;br /&gt;Probabil ar trebui sa merg la oculist, poate am noroc ca el sa nu-mi dea  doar o lentila si trei sferturi, chiar daca lui I s-au luat douazeci si  cinci la suta din salariu.&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca ar trebui sa ies in oras, la cafenele sa vad si eu romani  butonandu-si fericiti IPad-urile, dar stii, alocatia nu imi permite. E  de numai 42 de lei, in caz ca nu stiai…daca as fii un bebelus as putea  sa ies in oras cu indemnizatia mea de crestere, si poate as lua si pe  mama cu mine, ca doar are un an concediu de crestere a copilului,  trebuie sa fim asa de apropiate si sa petrecem timp impreuna cat pentru  doi ani.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hmm…ce ar fii sa ii cer bunicii mele bani pentru un IPad, ca sunt cam  frustrata de chestia asta ca toti romanii de rand au IPad si eu nu am.&lt;br /&gt;Ah…dar ea nu are destui bani pentru ca pensiile au cam intrat la apa (o  fii din cauza inundatiilor din vara?) Si in plus unele sunt si  impozitate, iar facturile sunt din ce in ce mai umflate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Am vazut ca nu pot face rost de IPad si mi-a crapat ficatul de ciuda,  asa ca m-am dus la farmacie sa-mi iau o pastila, dar nu am primit  nimic, pentru ca nu au avut fonduri sa ia medicamente.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;M-am lasat pagubasa si am realizat ca eu nu sunt un roman de rand. Si  tocmai cand ma pregateam sa tip de disperare, boschetarul de la coltul  strazii a scos un IPad si mi-a facut o poza.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-1293276366199962030?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1293276366199962030/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1293276366199962030' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1293276366199962030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1293276366199962030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/domnul-boc-si-ipad-ul.html' title='Domnul Boc si Ipad-ul'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-6679009512221244626</id><published>2011-03-28T20:51:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:26:06.708+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxford Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.bbup.ro/bbup.php?cat=1&amp;amp;detalii=36"&gt;Oxford Shoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mi-am cumparat zilele astea de la BB Up ( un magazin de incaltaminte din Oradea) o pereche de Oxford Shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunt stil British, desi spun sincer ca sunt destul de incomozi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dar cum i-am vazut ca sunt cum se poarta in Londra, m-am indragostit de ei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am si o pereche cu un pic de toc (nu am mai gasit-o pe site) pe care o port mai des, pentru ca sunt mai comozi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mi-am mai luat si o pereche de...nu stiu...balerini cu tinte sa le zic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.bbup.ro/bbup.php?cat=1&amp;amp;detalii=110"&gt;Astia sunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Click pe link-uri sa vedeti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;BB Up rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De-abia astept sa ma intorc in Londra, la vara! :X:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-6679009512221244626?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/6679009512221244626/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=6679009512221244626' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6679009512221244626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6679009512221244626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/oxford-shoes.html' title='Oxford Shoes'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-9219788574586040094</id><published>2011-03-27T16:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T16:15:54.440+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa nr. 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aleasa cu Random.Org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Ciocolata preferată:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Milka cu Alune de Padure intregi yummmyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Ce tic aveţi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cred ca cel cu rosul unghiilor, pe langa mai multe ticuri verbale :-? (adica expresii ardelenesti si expresii in engleza)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Când aţi făcut ultima dată un om de zăpadă?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In iarna, cu un copil de patru ani, a fost superb :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Instrumentul preferat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Chitara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Uitaţi-vă în spate. Descrieţi ce vedeţi în maxim 15 cuvinte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Un perete galben pal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6. Numiţi un obiect inutil pe care nu vă înduraţi să îl aruncaţi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Phahaha! Am prea multe ca sa poata fii numite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7. Copil fiind, probabil vă doreaţi să schimbaţi lumea. Ce vă împiedică acum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Well...mentalitatile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8. Aţi râs azi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Da. Rad in fiecare zi, rasul e anticancerigen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9. E vreun tablou în cameră?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu, dar in camera mea sunt cateva postere, iar pe un perete e steagul Marii Britanii (obsesie).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10. De ce v-a fost teamă azi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am de facut o compunere la Engleza, numita "The British Way" si habar nu am ce pot scrie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Merge la toti care o vor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-9219788574586040094?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/9219788574586040094/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=9219788574586040094' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/9219788574586040094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/9219788574586040094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/leapsa-nr-18.html' title='Leapsa nr. 18'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1173690092491089829</id><published>2011-03-26T16:46:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T17:06:08.945+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Faza saptamanii</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Miercuri, in pauza mare ma duc cu Ale S si Didi la aparatul de cafea din holul scolii, pentru ca Ale vroia sa bea o ciocolata calda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am coborat scarile si ne aflam in fata minunatului aparat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ale a baat 1 leu si a vrut sa apese pe "Extra Dolce" pentru mai mult zahar, iar Didi s-a apucat sa apese pe toate butoanele si pana la urma a primit un Expresso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ale a bagat din nou 1 leu, a apasat pe "Extra Dolce" si pe ciocolata calda. Am asteptat doua minute si pe ecran a scris ca-i gata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Cine ma ajuta sa iau cafeaua de acolo? Nu pot sa ating lucruri fierbinti ca le scap"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu ridic usita si iau paharul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Surpriza! Avea doar o picatura in el...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-1173690092491089829?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1173690092491089829/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1173690092491089829' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1173690092491089829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1173690092491089829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/faza-saptamanii.html' title='Faza saptamanii'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3516739050240245991</id><published>2011-03-23T21:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:51:53.985+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway books II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ai fac ce fac si ii fur lui Geo toate GiveAway-urile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Deja ma simt aiurea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://fashionandbeautysucker.blogspot.com/2011/03/concurs-vampirii-din-morganville-si.html"&gt;http://fashionandbeautysucker.blogspot.com/2011/03/concurs-vampirii-din-morganville-si.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3516739050240245991?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3516739050240245991/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3516739050240245991' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3516739050240245991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3516739050240245991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/giveaway-books-ii.html' title='Giveaway books II'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1056365569317095980</id><published>2011-03-23T21:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:40:43.444+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cand BlackBerry devine un mod de viata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am primit recent pe mail o propunere de participare la un concurs Zelist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Regulile concursului sunt: sa aleg un produs de pe Quickmobile.ro si apoi sa imi spun de ce il iubesc. Exista sansa sa castig aceasta campanie Quickmobile (premiul este un IPad 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu am ales: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;BlackBerry Curve (Gemini) 8520 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.quickmobile.ro/telefoane-mobile-blackberry-8520-gemini-black-9155.html"&gt;http://www.quickmobile.ro/telefoane-mobile-blackberry-8520-gemini-black-9155.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am primit acest model de telefon in Septembrie, cadou de la tatal meu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pot spune ca sunt foarte multumita de BlackBerry-ul meu, este fiabil si usor de folosit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Fiind un SmartPhone permite foarte multe aplicatii care iti fac viata mai usoara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De exemplu, cea mai des folosita de mine este Snaptu, care imi asigura accesul la Twitter, Vreme, MySpace si un Quiz direct de pe telefonul meu. Oh, cat l-am folosit in orele de Franceza plictisitoare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In afara de multitudinea de aplicatii si jocuri pe care le am instalate, pot stoca pana la 2000 de melodii si poze pe cardul meu de 2 GB si in memoria interna de 256 MB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Vorbind de poze, consider singurul minus al telefonului calitatea slaba a pozelor pe care le face, camera lui fiind de 2 MP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Un alt avantaj al BB-ului meu este accesul la aplicatia de blog WordPress si Blogger prin internet WI-Fi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu, una, nu ma despart nicaieri de BB-ul meu, el devenind un fel de "best friend", intr-adevar, mi-a facut viata mai frumoasa, mai ales acum, in era tehnologiilor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sper sa castig aceasta Campanie Quickmobile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-1056365569317095980?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1056365569317095980/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1056365569317095980' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1056365569317095980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1056365569317095980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/cand-blackberry-devine-un-mod-de-viata.html' title='Cand BlackBerry devine un mod de viata'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3507996515509545753</id><published>2011-03-19T18:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T19:47:21.588+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="320" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F9ee7wDN-9k" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Va amintiti de melodia de mai sus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E imposibil sa nu va amintiti, doar daca v-ati nascut prin anii 2000-2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cei care sunt cam de o varsta cu mine (generatia 1993) isi aduc perfect aminte de melodiile copilarilei, "Ani de Liceu" (varianta TNT), "Mosule, ce tanar esti!", "Sexy, sexy". "Libera din nou", "Da-mi noptile inapoi", "O cireasa amara", si mii se alte melodii cantate de A.S.I.A, Andre, TNT, LA, Nicola, Anda Adam, Cream sau alte formatii aparute dupa epoca ceausista care ulterior s-au destramat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pacat de acele vremuri, tin minte ca ascultam "Ani de liceu" in clasa a patra si ne imaginam cum va fi la liceu. Pueam muzica in pauze, dansam, dar nu pe ritm, dansam cum simteam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tin minte si acum, eram niste pusti de-un cot, dar dansam si ne agitam ca niste musculite in clasa si pe holuri. Jucam Sotronul, "Ursul doarme si viseaza" si alte jocuri de copii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cred ca am fost ultima generatie care a avut parte de o pseudo-copilarie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cine spune ca el a crescut ascultand doar Elton John, Michael Jackson, Roxette, ABBA sau alti titani, merita un sut in fund, pentru ca sigur minte. Nu cred ca exista copichil din generatia mea care sa nu fii dansat febril pe melodiile Asiei sau cuplului Andre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pentru noi primul HI5 / Facebook / MySpace inseamna aducerea albumelor de fotografii afara, in fata blocului si expunerea lor in fata intregului grup ("gasca de la bloc") si primirea comentariilor de genu "WooooW! Ce rochie ai! Cine ti-a luat-o? Ce fainaaaa e!" (asta era echivalent cu primirea lui LIKE pe Facebook) sau rautatile de genul "In poza asta parca ai urechi de magar! Ce, te-a tras maica-ta prea mult?!" (asta ar fii un DISLIKE).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Noi jucam Sotronul, Magarusul, Ratele si Vanatorii, Sticluta cu Otrava si nu ne mai saturam sa fugim, sa aruncam mingia, sa ne fugarim sa radem unii de altii si sa chiuim de fiecare data cand unul dintre noi castiga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu-mi amintesc sa fii existat jocuri violente sau care sa afecteze dezvoltarea emotionala a noastra, jocuri gen Counter Strike sau San Andreas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Vorbit pe mess? Mai degraba vorbit la teava de la calorifee, prin care se auzea la vecinul de deasupra ce vorbeau (aude el, si toata scara). Mass-urile erau urlatul in fata blocului "Heeei! Mama lui Cooosteeeel, iti lasati pe Costeeeelll afaraaaaaaa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In fine, alte vremuri ce au fost si alte vremuri ce traim acum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aveti si voi amintiri frumoase din copilarie, sigur! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Le impartiti si cu mine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3507996515509545753?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3507996515509545753/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3507996515509545753' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3507996515509545753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3507996515509545753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/old-school.html' title='Old School'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/F9ee7wDN-9k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-2515815538437101419</id><published>2011-03-18T19:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T19:36:43.084+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping for the best, but expeting the worse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="320" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0d87N9GIW2I" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It's been a week since a devastating tsunami hit Japan and killed thousands of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Since then the Japanese people are hit everyday by earthquakes and threatened by the Fukushima nuclear base, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What did this nice, friendly and working nation to deserve something like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;From what I know they work hard all the day, they are not stealing they work for every little thing that they have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It's true, Japanese did some errors a long time ago (in the Second World War) but the received then their punishment (remember Hiroshima and Nagasaki) but now...now why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;May God rest all their deads in peace and we expect to hear better news from the Land of the Rising Sun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Don't forget to Pray for Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-2515815538437101419?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/2515815538437101419/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=2515815538437101419' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2515815538437101419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2515815538437101419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/hoping-for-best-but-expeting-worse.html' title='Hoping for the best, but expeting the worse!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0d87N9GIW2I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-664937309816102865</id><published>2011-03-18T13:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T16:15:45.654+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Women Power - We can do it like the men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="500" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pOf3kYtwASo" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ati observat cumva ca in societate barbatilor (desi nu se recunoaste) li se accepta mai multe ca femeilor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ei pot umbla la bustul gol pe strada, ei pot avea mai multe neveste (ati vazut vreo araboaica cu pentru soti?), ei au drept asupra femeilor, ei sunt"capul familiei" (desi uneori sunt niste porci alcoolici sunt someri, iar nevasta aduce bani in acasa) dar mai ales majoritatea presedintilor sunt barbati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In afara de discriminarea adusa de societate, discriminarea si din partea Bisericii Crestine. De ce? Uitati cateva exemple:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adam si Eva. Adam era pur, inocent naiv, dar Eva l-a "corupt" sa manance marul cunoasterii, astfel ea pricinuind caderea omului din Rai pe Pamant. Ea a aparut, astfel, in ochii oamenilor ca o pacatoasa, o malefica, iar Adam, ca bietul barbat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pentru cei care au citit "Codul lui DaVinci", e clar cum tot Biserica a facut-o pe Maria Magdalena sa para o curva, o pacatoasa, cand, de fapt, se zice, ca ea avea sange regal, era sotia lui Iisus (care a dorit sa o lase pe ea la conducerea Crestinismului), iar la momentul rastignirii Lui, ii purta in pantece copilul. Ea a fost defaimata (in scopul obtinerii de putere), iar Biserica a trecut in mainile barbatilor (fiind incalcata astfel dorinta lui Iisus).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In romanul "Johanna" (cunoscut si sub numele de "Saving Grace") a lui Julie Garwood, intrebat de un student la teologie, un preot raspunde ca femeile sunt ultimele in iubirea lui Dumnezeu, mai prejos inca decat barbatii si animalele.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Femeile nu au voie sa intre in altar in Biserici.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Femeile nu au voie sa mearga pe muntele Athos, in Grecia. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Femeile nu au dreptul sa ocupe vreun post in Biserica, preot, episcop sau Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si nu, nu ma intelegeti gresit, nu sunt o atee, o satanista sau orice altceva va mai trece prin cap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu e vorba ca nu cred in Dumnezeu, sau in Iisus, sau in Sfinti, cred in Ei, dar nu cred in valorile promovate de Biserica, si nu cred nici ca Dumnezeu e macar de acord cu aceste valori. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si veti zice "Da, tu zici ca ai credinta in Dumnezeu, dar nu crezi in Biblie, ceea ce inseamna ca nu crezi ca este adevarat ce a zis Divinitatea!", iar eu am sa va raspuns simplu printr-un citat de al lui Martyn Percy: "Bilbia nu a venit prin fax direct din Rai", ea a fost scrisa de oameni, pe gustul lor si convenabila lor. Un alt citat interesant pe care l-am gasit in "Codul lui DaVinci" referitor la Bilblie este cel a lui Napoleon Bonaparte: "Ce e istoria altceva, decat o poveste bine ticluita?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dar lasand partea religioasa la o parte, si intorcandu-ne la oile noastre (deja incepeam sa indrept discutia intr-o alta directie), pot gasi o gramada de alte exemple de discriminare in societate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daca FEMEIA are mai multe relatii e CURVA, dar daca BARBATUL are mai multe relatii, el e LOVER.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daca FEMEIA sta cu picioarele desfacute in public e NESIMTITA, dar daca BARBATUL face acest lucru e MACHO.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daca FEMEIA injura in public e NEEDUCATA, dar daca BARBATUL foloseste un astfel de limbaj el este SMECHER.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daca FEMEIA isi bate sotul / iubitul / amantul cu un topor pana il umple de sange, acest fapt e STRIGATOR LA CER, dar daca BARBATUL acelasi lucru este doar o INTAMPLARE NEFERICITA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daca FEMEIA se uita la filme porno ea este OBSEDATA, dar daca un BARBAT face acelasi lucru este KINKY.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daca FEMEIA isi ia un sot de 25 de ani cand ea are 65, este PENIBILA, dar daca un BARBAT face acelasi lucru toata lumea il considera VIRIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sa mai continui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As mai putea gasi inca o mie de exemple, dar ma tem ca s-ar putea bloca pagina de la Blogspot de la atatea nedreptati! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ah! Cum am putut sa uit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu peste tot femeia este discriminata, Exista si alte cazuri in care femeile "nu sunt discriminate".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cazul in care femeile sunt batute ca si barbatii, desi, orice barbat (care are cu adevarat barbatie, caci "Real men don't hit!") stie ca intr-o femeie nu poti da nici macar cu o floare.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cazul in care femeile sunt puse sa faca aceleasi munci asidue si obositoare ca barbatii, desi ele au mai putina putere fizica (dar au multa intelectuala).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cazul in care se crede ca femeile pot indura aceleasi tratamente rele ca un barbat (femeile sunt mai fragile, ele sunt ca niste flori)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si tot nu v-am convins ca si noi avem dreptul sa fim egale cu barbatii?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As putea sa continui prin a va da niste exemple in care femeile s-au dovedit a fii mai bune decat barbatii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fecioara Maria, daca e sa ne raportam la religie din nou, daca nu ar fii  fost Ea, Iisus Hristos nu s-ar fii nascut, nu s-ar fii putut sacrifica  pentru noi, iar noi am fii continuat sa fim niste pacatosi, fara acces  in Rai, condamnati pe veci la chinurile vesnice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Johanna D'Arc a fost un real ajutor pentru francezi in timpul Razboiului de 100 de ani, purtat contra englezilor. Din pacate ea a fost capturata de acestia din urma si ucisa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In ciuda Crizei Economice Mondiale, Marea Britanie nu pare asa afectata, ea mentinandu-se chiar bine pe piata economica. Va reamintesc ca ea are la conducere o regina (Queen Elizabeth the IInd), chiar daca e doar simbolica, forma de guvernamant a Marii Britanii figureaza ca fiind o monarhie constitutionala, repriezentata de Queen Elizabeth the IInd.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chiar si Hermione, din seria "Harry Potter", fara ea si sfaturile ei, probabil lumea magica nu ar fii fost salvata de Voldemort, iar Harry si Ron...probabil ar fii murit chiar din prima carte, amandoi mancati de Latul Diavolului, daca ar fii reusit macar sa ajunga pana acolo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lund din nou exemplu din "Harry Potter", daca ne uitam la Lily Potter, vom vedea ca ea e cheia intregii carti. Daca ea nu ar fii avut atata iubire sa se sacrifice pentru fiul ei, Voldemort ar fii stapanit intreaga lume magica.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fara studiile lui Marie Curie, poate astazi, bolnavii de cancer ar fii avut cu o sansa mai putin. Este cunoscuta deasemenea si pentru descoperirea poloniului (element ce poarta numele tarii sale natale, Polonia)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Un plus si un ajutor in medicina geriatrica a fost adus de Ana Aslan prin inventarea produsului "Gerovital", care ajuta acum multi oameni in varsta.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Astea sunt doar cateva exemple de femei care au schimbat cursul istoriei, si fara de care lumea nu ar avea acum atatea posibilitati. Poate exemplul din "Harry Potter" nu se potriveste aici, dar am simtit ca si el e relevant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Concluziile...va apartin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-664937309816102865?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/664937309816102865/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=664937309816102865' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/664937309816102865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/664937309816102865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/women-power-we-can-do-it-like-men.html' title='Women Power - We can do it like the men'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pOf3kYtwASo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-893434613685565642</id><published>2011-03-14T20:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:12:19.538+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrisoare catre Sinele meu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;14 Martie 2011,&lt;br /&gt;Oradea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Draga Emily,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am observat ca in ultimul timp nu ai mai fost activa intr-un mod productiv, nu ai mai facut curat in camera, nu ai mai aranjat hainele in dulapul acela, pe care tin sa iti reamintesc, tot tu l-ai adus in starea in care e acum. Nu ai mai sters televizorul de praf, si nici macar nu ai strans acel uscator de rufe desi mama te roaga sa faci asta de doua zile incoace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In afara de asta, nu ai scris nimic din eseul la Psihologie pe care il ai de facut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In fiecare zi devii tot mai uituca, uiti banii de mancare acasa, uiti sa iti scrii tema la Franceza (sau nici macar nu ai aceasta intentie), uiti sa multumesti, iti uiti cheile si telefonul, chiar si ghiozdanul ai inceput sa ai tendinte sa il uiti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cireasa de pe tort il constituie faptul ca ai inceput sa vorbesti prostii tot mai des. Folosesti limbaj licentios (interzis minorilor, nu te baza ca tu esti majora) si ranesti persoanele din jurul tau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Trezeste-te, fata! Trezeste-te inainte sa fie prea tarziu! Trezeste-te si miroase realitatea! Aici e viata, nu e ca "In mintea Ericai" sa ai sansa sa te intorci in timp sa repari greselile pe care le-ai facut. Aici rana ramana rana, si oricat de bine s-ar vindeca, tot ar ramane o cicatrice, ca si intr-o usa in care bati un cui si apoi il scoti, gaura de la cui tot va ramane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Trezeste-te si fa ceva! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu te rani, nu ma rani, si...ai grija de tine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ai grija ce faci!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sora ta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Anna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-893434613685565642?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/893434613685565642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/893434613685565642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/scrisoare-catre-sinele-meu.html' title='Scrisoare catre Sinele meu'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-2612479509730591139</id><published>2011-03-14T16:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:34:07.417+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In numele Legii...opreste-te! Mor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu obisnuiesc sa preiau chestii de pe net si sa le postez aici, dar chestia asta m-a facut sa rad cu dureri de burta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cele ce urmeaza au fost extrase dintr-o carte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; numita "Disorder in the American Courts" si sunt lucruri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; reale spuse in timpul proceselor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Aceasta astenie grava va afecteaza memoria ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Da&lt;br /&gt;AVOCATUL : In ce fel va afecteaza memoria ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Uit&lt;br /&gt;AVOCATUL : Uitati ? Ne puteti da un exemplu de ceva pe care l-ati uitat ?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL  :   Doctore, e adevarat ca daca o persoana moare in somn, el nu-si va  da  seama de treaba asta pana a doua zi dimineata ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : E adevarat ca dumneata chiar ai trecut examenul de barou ?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Fiul cel tanar, cel de douazeci de ani, ce varsta are ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Are 20 , cam ca si IQ-ul dumneavoastra &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Erati de fata cand v-a fotografiat ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Glumiti ?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Deci data conceperii (bebelusului) a fost 8 August ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Da&lt;br /&gt;AVOCATUL : Si ce faceati dumneavoastra atunci ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Cam ce credeti ca faceam  ?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Ea avea trei copii, asa e ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Da&lt;br /&gt;AVOCATUL : Cati din ei erau baieti ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Niciunul&lt;br /&gt;AVOCATUL : Era vreunul din copii fata ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Onorata Curte, cred ca am nevoie de un alt avocat.Pot sa-mi iau un alt avocat ?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Cum s-a incheiat primul dumneavoastra mariaj ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Prin moarte.&lt;br /&gt;AVOCATUL : Si prin moartea cui s-a incheiat ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Incercati sa ghiciti !&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Puteti descrie individul ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Cam de inaltime medie si purta barba.&lt;br /&gt;AVOCATUL : Era barbat sau femeie ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : In afara de cazul in care era vreun Circ in oras, as merge pe varianta barbat.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Are aparitia dumneavoastra aici vreo legatura cu Nota de Dispozitie pe care am trimis-o avocatului dumneavoastra ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Nu , asa ma imbrac eu cand merg la serviciu.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Doctore, cate din autopsiile pe care le-ai facut au fost pe oameni morti ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Toate. Cei inca vii ... se zbat prea mult!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : TOATE raspunsurile dumneavoastra trebuie sa fie ORALE.. Bine ? La ce scoala ati fost  ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : ORALE.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Va amintiti la ce ora ati examinat trupul ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Autopsia a inceput la ora 8.30 p.m..&lt;br /&gt;AVOCATUL : Si D-nul Denton era mort in acel moment ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Daca nu, in mod sigur a fost pana am terminat autopsia !&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Esti calificat sa dai o mostra de urina ?&lt;br /&gt;MARTORUL : Dar dumneata chiar esti calificat sa pui intrebari ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si ... cireasa de pe tort  !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AVOCATUL : Doctore, inainte sa faci autopsia, ai cautat sa vezi daca mai avea puls ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; MARTORUL : Nu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; AVOCATUL : Ai controlat tensiunea ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; MARTORUL : Nu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; AVOCATUL : Ai verificat daca mai  respira ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; MARTORUL : Nu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; AVOCATUL : Deci e posibil ca pacientul sa fi fost inca viu atunci cand ai inceput autopsia ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; MARTORUL : Nu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; AVOCATUL : Cum poti fi sigur Doctore ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; MARTORUL : Pentru ca creierul lui statea pe o tavita pe biroul meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; AVOCATUL : Inteleg, dar nu ar fi putut totusi ca pacientul sa fie viu, in ciuda acestui lucru ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; MARTORUL : Ba da, e posibil sa fi fost viu si sa practice avocatura !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-2612479509730591139?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/2612479509730591139/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=2612479509730591139' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2612479509730591139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2612479509730591139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-numele-legiiopreste-te-mor.html' title='In numele Legii...opreste-te! Mor!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8217237527805189907</id><published>2011-03-14T15:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:00:51.398+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa nr.4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aleasa cu Random.Org comform noilor reguli impuse de mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Merge la TOTI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1)De ce ai acceptat leapsa aceasta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am furat-o pentru ca mi-a placut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2)De cand esti in blogosfera?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Martie 2009. Pe 21 blogutul meu face 2 anisori!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3)Cum ai ajuns sa iti faci blogul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pai cand am intrat in clasa a noua am intalnit-o pe Wewe (Dana) si imi placea sa citesc pe blogul ei. Pana la urma m-a convins si pe mine sa imi fac un blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4)Care este primul blog pe care ai intrat vreodata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pe al lui Wewe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5)Enumera 3 lucruri pe care le crezi importante ca sa reusesti in blogging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;- Originalitate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;- Ironie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;- Limbaj pe intelesul tuturor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6)Cel mai citit blog de catre tine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cred ca a lui Mada :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7)Alte bloguri pe care le mai citesti:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Consulta-mi Blogroll-ul :-B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8)Care platforma de bloguri o consideri cea mai buna? (ex. Haipa, Blogger etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Probabil WordPress! Dar nu as renunta la BlogSpot pentru nimic in lume!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9)Este important traficul pentru tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aaaa...nu neaparat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10)Sunt importanti banii pe care i-ai putea obtine din reclame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Prea complicata chestia asta, prefer sa nu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;11)Cel mai urat blog pe care l-ai vazut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu am avut acest "noroc" pana acum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;12)Consideri ca e un lucru vital sa ai un domeniu .ro/.net/.com etc. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;13)Parola cu care te loghezi la blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;None of your business &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-8217237527805189907?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8217237527805189907/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8217237527805189907' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8217237527805189907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8217237527805189907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/leapsa-nr4.html' title='Leapsa nr.4'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-4829284784537851710</id><published>2011-03-12T18:54:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T19:16:22.162+02:00</updated><title type='text'>O my... (I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In ultimele doua zile am scris despre Japonia, si cand am intrat si mai adanc in blogul meu, am gasit niste cuvinte dupa care m-au gasit oamenii pe Google. Ca la WordPress...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Voi pune lunar lista cu "perle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;zvastica lui hitler - Ce e cu ea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;copilaria singurul paradis pierdut - Intr-adevar! Asa este. Am si scris despre asta un articol. Cititi-l cu incredere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;emily goes wild - De cele mai multe ori I'm going very wild!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hitler simbol - Zvastica, normal! Pentru numele Creatorului, toata lumea stie asta! U.U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;vine vacanta cu trenul din franta - Vise, tata, vise! De-abia in 15 Aprilie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;mie dor de copilarie - Oh, ce draguuut! Si mie MI-E dor de copilarie uneori, sa stii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;money can't buy our happiness. - Nu banii aduc fericirea...numarul lor! Ca daca ai doar 1 leu... Dar sa stii ca mai fericit te face pacea sufleteasca decat banii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;semnul lui hitler - Mai! Nazistilor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;a chapter ending  - Is the begining of a new one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ce inseamna sa fii lazarist - Multe! In primul rand, distractie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;let's pray for japonia - Finally! O idee buna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so random - Yeah, kinda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;emilygoeswild.blogspot.com - Eu! Eu! Cine ma cautaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;lazarista bisexuala - De ce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;unde iti este comoara acolo iti va fi si inima - Harry Potter! I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;zvastica - Cineva are o obsesie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-4829284784537851710?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/4829284784537851710/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=4829284784537851710' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4829284784537851710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4829284784537851710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-my-i.html' title='O my... (I)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3033759724991958202</id><published>2011-03-12T16:18:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T16:55:49.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I support Japan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhxd18J3L91qbffyqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 337px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhxd18J3L91qbffyqo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2011/070/5/f/i_support_japan_by_therawrfactor-d3bfzz3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhxd18J3L91qbffyqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This is a support message for all the Japanese people who had suffer due to the tsunami and earthquake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday, Japan was hardly hit by a natural catastrophe and nearly half country was destroyed by water and fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Today, another disaster hit this poor nation, a nuclear power exploded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If you worth to call yourself  human being, you will realize that this is not only about the Japan, the nation, you don't have to love Japan for your heart to broke at the hearing at this news. Is about being human, and care about other human beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As for me, I have special feelings for Japan, indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If you care about Japan, post this on your site:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2011/070/5/f/i_support_japan_by_therawrfactor-d3bfzz3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 118px;" src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2011/070/5/f/i_support_japan_by_therawrfactor-d3bfzz3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhxd18J3L91qbffyqo1_500.jpg&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;For those who don't care or who do not agree with me: Please, don't express your opinion here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Say a pray for Japan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Romania supports Japan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3033759724991958202?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3033759724991958202/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3033759724991958202' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3033759724991958202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3033759724991958202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-support-japan.html' title='I support Japan!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-6848317794543816642</id><published>2011-03-11T20:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T20:14:38.544+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.playstationcollecting.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/VLAG-JAPAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 192px;" src="http://www.playstationcollecting.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/VLAG-JAPAN.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi Japonia a fost zguduita de cel mai mare cutremur din 140 de ani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aproape 1000 de victime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;...si 88000 de raniti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;God rest them in peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pray for Japan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Adăugaţi o imagine" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Adăugaţi o imagine" class="gl_photo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-6848317794543816642?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/6848317794543816642/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=6848317794543816642' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6848317794543816642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6848317794543816642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/pray-for-japan.html' title='Pray for Japan'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3535470824891184352</id><published>2011-03-02T19:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:27:59.352+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am I still alive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am I still around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I guess so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;They say that when a person is alive not only that her heart is beating and her brain is working but she also feels the life running through her veins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm not feeling that at the moment, I'm feeling like I'm an alive dead, like I'm a zombie like I have no propose for the day. I just wake up in the morning staring at the day that lays in front of me with no feelings at all. Just the thought that I have to carry on and to get to the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Everyday is the same. I do the same things over and over again, just like an overused ritual, just like a gross tiring routine. I wake up, I go to school, I spend six hours there, I get back home, I eat, I read a little, I surf the internet and in the night I go to sleep. This kills me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Today at Sociology I realized that routine can kill. It kills every bit of happiness, every bit of joy, of hope and in the end you get...nothing. Just a sour, ordinary, boring life. And still, I'm still doing the same things just like in a vicious circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The time is hurting me with its thorns, with its poisonous thorns telling me how fast it goes by and laughing at me, laughing of my helplessness to stop him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I know I can't stop it but I can enjoy it, I can spend it, but I can't turn it back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tomorrow I will conquer the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3535470824891184352?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3535470824891184352/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3535470824891184352' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3535470824891184352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3535470824891184352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/03/alive_02.html' title='Alive?'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3123278695639251572</id><published>2011-02-28T21:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:16:49.942+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am gasit pe blogul lui Geo un nou giveaway pe care l-am furat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De data asta e cu carti, ceea ce ma incanta mai mult ca un giveaway cu produse cosmetice, caci nu prea folosesc astfel de produse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Link-ul e: http://fashionandbeautysucker.blogspot.com/2011/02/concurs-true-blood-nopti-de-sucub-and.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mi-am ales cartea: "Mai las-o moale cu fantomele!" de Megan Crewe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3123278695639251572?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3123278695639251572/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3123278695639251572' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3123278695639251572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3123278695639251572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/02/giveaway-books.html' title='Giveaway books'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8279327303515921644</id><published>2011-02-28T19:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:09:46.127+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie neprietenos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.infobarrel.com/media/image/90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 209px;" src="http://www.infobarrel.com/media/image/90.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi am fost un Zombie Neprietenos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi m-am lovit de toata lumea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi m-am lovit de toti peretii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi am incurcat pe poata lumea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi am fost beligeranta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi am avut o zi de cacao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Asta pana cand am vorbit cu Tom :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And he said: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The anger is just a waste of time and feelings!" &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/3072226116170759489-8279327303515921644?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8279327303515921644/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8279327303515921644' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8279327303515921644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8279327303515921644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/02/zombie-neprietenos.html' title='Zombie neprietenos'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3449247700645455345</id><published>2011-02-27T22:40:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T22:59:26.165+02:00</updated><title type='text'>And then she said..."What the fuck?!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ma benoclam pe un forum pe care obisnuiam sa intru si sa postez din creatiile mele, acum a devenit destul de inactiv, si...dar ma rog, asta e cu totul alta poveste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ideea ca pe acel forum, la Cafenea exista un topic numit "Pe ce se duc banii vostrii?" si am realizat ca subiectul merita discutat si pe acest blog, merita detaliat, comentat, huiduit daca vreti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pe ce se duc banii vostrii?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu stiu altii cum sunt, dar eu cand am in buzunar un ban parca imi zboara printre degete. Nu pot sa-l conving sa ramana acolo, dispare in maxim jumatate de ora de la introducerea lui in portofelul meu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si pe ce? Pe nimic de Doamne ajuta! cred ca realizati!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunt in stare sa cheltui miliarde de euro pe bijuterii de la Meli Melo, bling-blinc-uri si pixuri, sunt o maniaca. Am acasa o cutie plina de astfel de bijuterii. Probabil va imaginati ca arat ca o sorcova umblatoare cand ies afara, dar nu! Pentru ca dupa ce ca dau banii pe acele bijuterii nici macar nu le port! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What the fuck is wrong with her? you probably ask yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu stiu, nu stiu, va spun ca nu stiu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mi-am luat o gramada de astfel de bijuterii si din Londra, si d-abia port una sau doua ocazional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In al doilea rand banii mei se duc pe foitajul cu sunca cel de toate zilele de la Corina, din curtea scolii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In al treilea rand banii mei se duc pe cafea. Dumnezeule, beau in cantitati industriale! Cred ca deja am ajuns la jumatate de litru in fiecare zi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu functionez fara doua cafele consumate la scoala, cumparate de la automatul din hol cu 1 leu paharul. Pur si simplu...cred ca sunt dependenta. Acest lichid maroniu imi produce o stare de bine si de fericire si ma trezeste. Dimineata sunt un zombie neprietenos fara cafea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Obisnuiam sa dau banii si pe abonamentul de tramvai, dar de o luna ma duc pe jos la scoala si scutesc banii. Nu sunt multi, 25 de lei, dar stiti cat conteaza? Pe banii astia...imi pot lua 25 de cafele la scoala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si desi stiu ca imi arunc banii pe geam, si stiu ca nu e bine voi continua sa o fac si in continuare cu aceiasi placere psihopata ca si pana acum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu va mint! Nu sunt ipocrita! Nu fac promisiuni electorale!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Voi pe ce dati banii?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3449247700645455345?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3449247700645455345/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3449247700645455345' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3449247700645455345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3449247700645455345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-then-she-saidwhat-fuck.html' title='And then she said...&quot;What the fuck?!&quot;'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7927750118438504681</id><published>2011-02-26T20:45:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T21:10:51.384+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa - Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am devenit mult prea obsedata de lepse in ultimul timp si le fac cam des, asa ca mi-am impus o regula:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Voi face doua pe saptamana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mod de alegere a lepsei:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am salvat in NotePad mai multe lepse pe care le-am adunat de pe net (numele lor suna "1.txt", "2.txt, etc). Lespsele sunt stranse intr-un folder, dar asta conteaza mai putin. In fiecare saptamana voi alege numarul lepselor pe care o voi face folosind Random.Org.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am considerat ca asa e cel mai bine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Leapsa numarul 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Cât e ceasul ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;20:54&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Numele tău este?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3.Porecla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Em / Emily / DeeDee / Anita / Anusca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Ai tatuaje?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu, dar m-am gandit sa imi fac unul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Culoarea ochilor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Negrii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6. Locul în care te-ai născut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Romania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7. Mâncare favorită?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Chinese Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8. Ai fost vreodată în USA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu. Dar daca am ocazia, de ce nu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9. Ai înfăşurat vreodată pe cineva cu hârtie igienică?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu...inca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10. Ai iubit pe cineva atât de mult încât să-ţi vină să plângi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Phahaha! NU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;11. Ai fost implicat în vreun accident de masină?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Erau sa ma calce vreo doua trei masini de-alungul existentei mele. Well...poate mai multe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;12. Crutoane sau bacon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cutoane. Imi aduc aminte de copilarie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;13. Zi favorită din săptămână?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sambata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;14. Restaurant favorit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Scorillo. Un restaurant din Oradea in care au mancare de mananci si farfuria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;15. Ce sport îţi place să urmăreşti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu prea urmaresc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;16. Băutură favorită?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cafea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;17. Îngheţată favorită?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cea de cioco *drools*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;18. Walt Disney sau Warner Bros?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Warner Bros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;19. Restaurant Fast Food favorit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;McDonalts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;20. Ce culoare are dormitorul vostru?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dormitorul meu, adica. Peretii sunt albi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;21. De câte ori ai copiat la vreun examen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu, dar la teste micute da, dar nu foarte des. Nu copiez deobicei decat rar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;22. De la cine ai primit leapşa asta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am furat-o (ca romanul)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;23. În care magazin ai fi cheltuit toţi banii de pe card?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Un magazin foarte dragut aproape de Victoria Station in Londra. In Romania in Lotus Market si in librarii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;24. Ce faci de obicei când te plictiseşti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pe internet, citesc, scriu, o pisez pe mama la cap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;25. La ce oră mergi la culcare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pfff, asta variaza. Intre 23:00 si 4:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;26. Cine o să raspundă prima/primul la leapşa asta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cine vrea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;27.Ce program Tv nu pierzi niciodată?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Medium - e o placere vinovata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;28. Ultima persoană cu care ai luat masa la restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aaa...cred ca cu Les si mom cand a venit el in Octombrie. Les e britanic :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;29. Ce asculţi în momentul ăsta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Propria mea tuse. Gosh, urat suna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;30. Care e culoarea preferată?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunt mai multe, mov, portocaliu, negru, verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;31. Mare sau lac?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Lac. Mai linistit, mai retras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;32. Câte tatuaje ai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nem. Nu am :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;33. Ai rămas vreodată fără benzină la maşină?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu am masina, nu conduc, lucky me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;34. Ce preferi pisică sau căţel ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Amadoua. Nu pot alege intre pisica si caine. Nu as putea alege niciodata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;35. Ce anotimp preferi : Vara sau iarna ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Vara. E vacanta, e cald, e frumos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;36. Eşti solo ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Da, si asa intentionez sa raman cel putin pentru perioada urmatoare de timp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;37. Eşti îndrăgostit/a de cineva?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;38. Cât e ceasul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;21:09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Merge la cine vrea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7927750118438504681?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7927750118438504681/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7927750118438504681' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7927750118438504681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7927750118438504681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/02/leapsa-rules.html' title='Leapsa - Rules'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-4720946503180915996</id><published>2011-02-26T15:31:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T15:31:40.498+02:00</updated><title type='text'>electricvendetta460.jpg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/b0789a8/16777258"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/b0789a8/16777258_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p align="right" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shozu.com/resources/messages/logo_blog.gif" alt="Posted by ShoZu" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-4720946503180915996?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/4720946503180915996/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=4720946503180915996' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4720946503180915996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/4720946503180915996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/02/electricvendetta460jpg.html' title='electricvendetta460.jpg'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5480094795643526641</id><published>2011-02-19T19:36:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T23:09:55.553+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Acolo unde iti este comoara iti va fi si inima" (Harry Potter si Talismanele Mortii)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/movie/harrypotter/harry_potter_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 324px;" src="http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/movie/harrypotter/harry_potter_12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/movie/harrypotter/harry_potter_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am ales sa vorbesc in acest articol al meu despre ceva ce imi place si imi va place mereu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Voi vorbi despre "Harry Potter".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dupa cum cu totii stiti sunt total obsedata, inebunita, fanatica dupa "Harry Potter".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Harry Potter" a fost prima mea dragoste in materie de carti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ar trebuii sa va povestesc cum a inceput totul:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aveam 11 ani cand am privit pentru prima data un film "Harry Potter". Cred ca era Octombrie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In acel an de Craciun am primit primele mele doua carti din aceasta serie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cred ca mi-a luat mai putin de doua zile sa le citesc pe ambele, iar cand am intors ultima pagina din "Harry Potter si Camera Secretelor" am stiut ca am fost prinsa in magia lumii de la Hogwarts. Ce am fost eu fascinata de film dar cand am citit cartile am fost INDRAGOSTITA IREMEDIABIL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aveam 11 ani cand am intrat prima data pe portile lumii magice din "Harry Potter" se se pare ca nici pana acum nu am iesit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am toate cele sapte carti, le-am citit pe fiecare de cate minim cinci ori si daca ma intrebi ceva stiu (aproape) orice. Unele detalii le-am mai uitat, dar as putea sa le povestesc si unuia care in viata lui nu a auzit de "Harry Potter".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cat despre filme...hmm...nu toate mi-au placut. Se putea si mai bine, dar, stiti cum e: intodeauna cartea va fii mai buna ca filmul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cel mai bun de pana acum mi s-a parut chiar ultimul, care a respectat cel mai bine cartea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Actorii au ajuns la apogeul dezvoltarii lor fizice asa ca si prestatia lor a fost una de exceptie spre deosebire de filmele al doilea, al treilea si al patrulea unde au existat probleme din cauza pubertatii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si doar ca fapt divers, am plans ca o nebuna cand au murit Sirius si Dobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cred ca toti fanii "Harry Potter" au avut momente din astea, si ma refer la fanii adevarati!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Trivia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am avut 11 ani cand am primit prima carte cu "Harry Potter". Aceiasi varsta o avea si el, deci pot spune ca am crescut impreuna.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In timp ce toate fetele suspinau dupa Harry Potter, eu suspinam dupa Ron Weasley.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Desi prima data cand l-am vazut am zis ca e "uratel", in cateva luni de zile eram obsedata pana peste cap de Rupert Grint (si am ramas si acum, de la 12 ani)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am un caiet pe care mi-am notat citatele din "Harry Potter" care m-au marcat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Personajele mele preferate sunt Ron si Dumbledore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am fost inscrisa pe un site cu tema "Harry Potter" (Durmy) si imi pare tare rau ca s-a desfintat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As vrea sa am o matura zburatoare.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Imi inebunesc prietenii si colegii cu "Harry Potter" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3072226116170759489-5480094795643526641?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5480094795643526641/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5480094795643526641' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5480094795643526641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5480094795643526641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/02/acolo-unde-iti-este-comoara-iti-va-fi.html' title='&quot;Acolo unde iti este comoara iti va fi si inima&quot; (Harry Potter si Talismanele Mortii)'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-850536845971052159</id><published>2011-02-18T17:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:06:21.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Money can('t) buy our happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So...asta e prima mea leapsa ca si majora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am vrut sa scriu ceva pe blog dar nu stiam ce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Leapsa e furata de la Geo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Scuzati absenta de pe blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;A – AVAILABLE: No! (even that I'm single)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;B – BIRTHDAY: 2nd February 1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;C – CRUSHING ON: Rupert Grint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;D – DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E – EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;F – FAVORITE SONG AT THE MOMENT: "Price Tag" by Jessie J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;H – HOMETOWN: Oradea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I – IN LOVE WITH: Myself :&gt; and British things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;J – JUGGLE: I can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;K – KILLED SOMEONE: Not...yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;L – LONGEST CAR RIDE: I don't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;M – MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;N – NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;O – ONE WISH: To be a Psychologist in UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;P – PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: Silvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;R – REASON TO SMILE: Aaaa... I met an American guy and I can speak English with him :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;S – SONG YOU LAST HEARD: Jessie J - Price Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;T – TIME YOU WOKE UP: 10:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;U – UTENSILS USED TO EAT NOODLES: spoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;V – VEGETABLE: Tomato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;W- WORST HABIT: I'm eating my finger nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;X – X-RAYS YOU’VE HAD MOST RECENTLY: I haven't had X-Rays from 6th grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE: fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Z – ZODIAC SIGN: Aquarius (and proud)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Merge catre cine vrea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-850536845971052159?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/850536845971052159/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=850536845971052159' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/850536845971052159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/850536845971052159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/02/money-cant-buy-our-happiness.html' title='Money can(&apos;t) buy our happiness'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7200493661045294056</id><published>2011-02-10T21:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T21:34:21.159+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to you!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.culinar.ro/forum/uploads/monthly_03_2008/post-19428-1204499687_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 245px;" src="http://www.culinar.ro/forum/uploads/monthly_03_2008/post-19428-1204499687_thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;La multi ani, pui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ai 18 ani deja, majoro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sa fii iubita si sa ai parte de tot ce iti doresti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si prietenia noastra...are deja doi ani!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7200493661045294056?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7200493661045294056/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7200493661045294056' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7200493661045294056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7200493661045294056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='Happy Birthday to you!!!'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-2997035257565840452</id><published>2011-02-01T14:58:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T19:02:10.879+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A chapter is ending, but the story is just about to begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1nXeYMxtwQM" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;18 ani, dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;18 ani! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ii implinesc maine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi e ultima mea zi ca minora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De maine voi fii legala si voi putea face LEGAL tot ce am facut pana acum ILEGAL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Va iubesc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Anna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-2997035257565840452?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/2997035257565840452/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=2997035257565840452' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2997035257565840452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2997035257565840452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/02/chapter-is-endling-but-story-is-just.html' title='A chapter is ending, but the story is just about to begin'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1nXeYMxtwQM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3379330944938532862</id><published>2011-01-29T20:44:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T21:28:52.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Asta e a doua leapsa si ultima dintre cele doua de azi, merge mai departe la acelasi persoane + Geo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;Ten Things I Wish I Could Say to Ten Different People (don't say their names):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You're so lame, sometimes, dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You're so overeacting sometimes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think that you're a fake girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stop being an ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You're fucking perfect to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey, hey, you, you, I could be your girlfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know that you will always love me, I will always be your little girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You! Coward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know you like your music, but when you sing it in front of me, I'm feeling like I could kill you, you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes you're a bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;Nine things about myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hate to be told that I'm an atheist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have a British fetish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love my BlackBerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I like asians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My favourite singer is Lily Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I really want to buy something from Lucy in Disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My biggest fear is the death of my love ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;Eight ways to win my heart: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Be smart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Be cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Be kind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Be decent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Try to take my as I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Be open-minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Laugh with me not at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Support me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;Seven things that cross my mind a lot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rupert Grint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;British&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Silvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six things I do before I fall asleep:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Put my pijamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Massage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wask my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Say my pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Drink water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;Five people who I care about (NOT IN ORDER):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Doamna diriginta &amp;amp; Teo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cosmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My idols ( favourite singer, actor, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;Four things you're wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sweater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Multicolor socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hannah Montana watch (a gift from Cosmin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;Three songs that you listen to often: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pink - Fucking Perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lily Allen - I could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bebe - Ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;Two things you want to do before you die: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Live and work in UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Make love with Rupert Grint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;One confession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I want to be rich, mother of two or three and a God damn! good Psychologist! I didn't decided yet if I want to get married of not! And to live in UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal;font-size:11;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-3379330944938532862?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3379330944938532862/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3379330944938532862' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3379330944938532862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3379330944938532862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/leapsa-ii.html' title='Leapsa II'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-2546731205229771762</id><published>2011-01-29T15:44:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T16:23:27.180+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Am doua lepse pentru voi azi.&lt;br /&gt;Asta am furat-o de la Geo (nu am putut sa-ti las comm de blog si nu stiu de ce) a doua am gasit-o pe un forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le voi pune in posturi separate :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;1. Your current relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;2. Where you'd like to be in 10 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I would like to be a Psychologyst in England. A well payed job and...maybe I will have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;" &gt;3. Your views on drugs and alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Drugs: Are for the weak ones.&lt;br /&gt;Alchool: I drink alchool, I like to drink wine and beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;" &gt;4.Your views on religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;" &gt;I'm a free-thinker. I've got my own thoughts about religion, based on the mixture of multiple religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;" &gt;5. A time you thought about ending your own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;" &gt;6. Write 30 interesting facts about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love Lily Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love Rupert Grint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love England (UK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to live in England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My favourite TV show is "Medium"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love everything that is about England, crimes, paranormal, dreams, SF, horror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My favourite movie is "Driving Lessons" followed by "CherryBomb" and "Harry Potter"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My favourite book is "The old man and the sea" by Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My favourite colors are purple, green, gray, back, red, blue and orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In this moment I'm obbsessed by "Fucking Perfect" from Pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have Twitter, Last.Fm, Trilulilu, Blog, Yahoo and GMail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Top 3 in my Winamp Playlist is: Pink - "Fucking Perfect" (42), Lily Allen - "22" (27) and Cher - "Strong Enough" (19).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Top 3 favourite teachers is: My main teacher (doamna diriginta care preda Stiinte Sociale: Logica, Psihologie, Sociologie, Filozofie), my History teacher &amp;amp; my Romanian teachers (can't separe them, they are both lovely) and my English teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom is special for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Four days from now I will be overaged, I will be 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a narcisit person, I think about myself that I'm a diva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have lots of habbits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love coffee, I could drink a tone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I started to wear make-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have big boobs (just to brag myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have few friends, by I trust them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My first bff was Tams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My acctual bff is Rux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate Silvia when she says bad things about her like that she's fat and she dosen't have talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm obssed by Ancient Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like to write my name Anna and not Ana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do believe in God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once upon a time I wanted to be a guitarist in Miss B's band (Miss B = Faroana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;7. Your zodiac sign and if you think it fits your personality.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an Aquarius and...fuck yeah! it fits perfectly my personality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;8. A moment you felt the most satisfied with your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;I quite satisfied with my life all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;9. How you hope your future will be like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Like I dreamt to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;10. Discuss your first love and kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;First love: I was 9 and I fell in love with my deskmate in my second grade.&lt;br /&gt;It was cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merge mai departe la:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss B&lt;br /&gt;Madu&lt;br /&gt;Anne&lt;br /&gt;Wewe&lt;br /&gt;Tams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si cine o mai vrea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-2546731205229771762?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/2546731205229771762/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=2546731205229771762' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2546731205229771762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2546731205229771762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/leapsa-i.html' title='Leapsa I'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-9128882723717244375</id><published>2011-01-28T21:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:31:28.899+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://corinain.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/f11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 241px;" src="http://corinain.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/f11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cine este Tams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In primul rand este o fiinta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In al doilea rand, Tams (Tammy sau Tamara) a fost prima mea prietena. Prima mea "best friend forever". Eu aveam opt ani si ea trei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Era fiica fostei mele invatatoare, care mi-a predat doar doi ani, din pacate, pentru ca unii au supt-o de...vroiam sa zic ca au pupat-o in...adica au tradat-o! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In fine, ne petreceam mult timp impreuna, noi mergeam la ele, ele veneau la noi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu am invatat-o sa scrie ceva litere, eu am invatat-o sa numere mai bine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ea m-a invatat sa dansez pe muzica Andre (ma obliga) si sa sar in pat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Vaaii...cat dansam pe "Sexy, Sexy, stiu ca ma vrei...toata noaptea te gandesti numa' la femei..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De fiecare data cand aud de Andre sau de A.S.I.A ma gandesc la perioada aceea din copilaria mea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ea avea un aragaz cantator care le enerva pe mamele noastre si pe care noi il puneam mereu sa cante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi-vara am intalnit-o din nou si ne-am petrecut oree in sir vorbind, facand poze, depanand amintiri si razand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Papa-paparatzii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cateva poze :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FBekAj2pMfw/TUMnP0m_d5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0vPijEkfid0/s1600/IMG00127-20100910-2129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FBekAj2pMfw/TUMnP0m_d5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0vPijEkfid0/s200/IMG00127-20100910-2129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567336717133772690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FBekAj2pMfw/TUMnPVFABqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/stHvPYYaB3k/s1600/IMG00133-20100910-2134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FBekAj2pMfw/TUMnPVFABqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/stHvPYYaB3k/s200/IMG00133-20100910-2134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567336708669703842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FBekAj2pMfw/TUMnO7zYv9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/rjwtueI9zAo/s1600/IMG00130-20100910-2130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FBekAj2pMfw/TUMnO7zYv9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/rjwtueI9zAo/s200/IMG00130-20100910-2130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567336701884940242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FBekAj2pMfw/TUMnOrITmYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/J5mHMbdqikg/s1600/IMG00118-20100910-2035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FBekAj2pMfw/TUMnOrITmYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/J5mHMbdqikg/s200/IMG00118-20100910-2035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567336697409280386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cred ca daca dati click se maresc! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am si o filmare, dar nu stiu pe unde e! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Te iubesc, omule!&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/3072226116170759489-9128882723717244375?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/9128882723717244375/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=9128882723717244375' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/9128882723717244375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/9128882723717244375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/tams.html' title='Tams'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FBekAj2pMfw/TUMnP0m_d5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0vPijEkfid0/s72-c/IMG00127-20100910-2129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-1381326247849441381</id><published>2011-01-27T19:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T20:17:08.006+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I see his boots no longer by my door</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hey all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In sfarsit am terminat cu scoala. Maine trebuia sa ma duc...dar nu ma mai duc. Oficial si maine e scoala, dar stiu ca m-as duce degeaba asa ca...nu ma mai duc. Mi-e lene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi am fost cu Wewe si cu Biu sa mancam pizza. Ne-au adus doua pizze uriiiasee de-abia am reusit sa mananc jumatate din a mea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu am facut poze dar va asigur ca ne-am distrat pe cinste. Am vorbit, am barfit, am ras, am auzit si prost din cand in cand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Era o faza in care vorbeam despre nume si cum pe fratele lui Biu il cheama Alexandru Marius si pe ea Bianca Cristina, eu i-am spus ca am o nepotica pe care o cheama tot Bianca Cristina si Wewe, probabil nu a auzit bine si a fost o faza de genu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu: Si eu am o nepotica pe care o cheama tot asa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wewe: Cum? Marius?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eu si Bia: O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;*pauza*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Toate: =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dupa vreo doua ore de stat acolo, mancat pizza si baut Pepsi, Bia ne-a condus pe mine si pe Wewe in statia de autobuz, de unde am luat autobuzul numarul 12. Eu am coborat in centru, dar Wewe s-a dus mai departe pana in (mai nou) cartierul Dorobanti (da, exact! e o pitzipoanca autentica de Dorobanti :&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pana la urma mi-a iesit media 9.5o pentru ca am facut-o de oaie la Istorie (NO COMMENT, please!!!) dar e buna si asta :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9.50 in clasa a XI-a e ceva, zic eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunt mandra de media mea!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi am fost la shopping. Mi-am luat o gramada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Lista shopping:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1. Cizmulite negre din piele intoarsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2. Ciorapi lungi multicolori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3. Ciorapi trei sferturi multicolori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4. Rimel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5. Oja mov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;6. Oja neagra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;7. Agrafe de par&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;8. Ceara depilatoare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;9. Lotiune demachianta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;10. Discuri pentru demachiat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cam lunga lista de shopping, nu? =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dar trebuie sa ma pregatesc pentru cand voi pleca in Londra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De-abia astept!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wewe, inca o data ( a suta mia oara!) chiar ma bucur pentru tine! &gt;:D&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-1381326247849441381?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/1381326247849441381/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=1381326247849441381' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1381326247849441381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/1381326247849441381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-see-his-boots-no-longer-by-my-door.html' title='I see his boots no longer by my door'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8600852708470838125</id><published>2011-01-26T17:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T18:38:18.965+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spre final</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YM0UX7QsbAk/TDwpgCb9OII/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZHfB2T0qjFs/s1600/smile___by_anakidd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YM0UX7QsbAk/TDwpgCb9OII/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZHfB2T0qjFs/s1600/smile___by_anakidd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu am mai scris de mult pe blog, si imi pare rau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As fii vrut sa scriu mai des, dar nu s-a putut! Ba mi-a fost lene, ba nu am avut timp, si...blogul a ramas pustiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Dar acum m-am intors cu vesti noi proaspat scoase din cuptor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am primit de ziua mea de la Cosmin un ceas cu Hannah Montana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E un dar simbolic ca eu faceam mereu misto de el cu Hannah Montana si il tachinam si am primit de la el un ceas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;E adorabil si chiar imi foloseste il port, sa stiti, chiar si la scoala! :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi a fost ziua lui Roxy Puscau si a adus un tort cu muuuuuulltaaaa crema la scoala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In pauza mare ne-am batut cu el, eu am luat trei farfurii in fata  (thanks Didi si Edi :-L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am avut de facut trei eseuri:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;La Psihologie (terminat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;La Romana (terminat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;La Psihologie (in curs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ce sa mai zic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Astept vacanta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pe 2 februarie (exact de ziua mea) ma voi urca intr-un avion cu destinatia Londra :X:X:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm fuucking happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Media mea generala va fii ori 9.50 ori 9.56 :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yeeey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ma bucur pentru tine Wewe, in legatura cu...stii tu! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-8600852708470838125?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8600852708470838125/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8600852708470838125' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8600852708470838125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8600852708470838125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/spre-final.html' title='Spre final'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YM0UX7QsbAk/TDwpgCb9OII/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZHfB2T0qjFs/s72-c/smile___by_anakidd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-2939359351426252002</id><published>2011-01-21T15:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T15:40:08.138+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Am gasit pe blogul Georgianei un concurs Giveaway si incerc ceva noi in cariera mea de blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tineti-mi pumnii sa castig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://modniza-fashiondoctor.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-giveaway-please-enjoy.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;http://modniza-fashiondoctor.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-giveaway-please-enjoy.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tare mult mi-ar placea sa castig asta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f99h0vNufLw/TTSPW2AD0KI/AAAAAAAAAwI/-MW-6HFnYVY/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f99h0vNufLw/TTSPW2AD0KI/AAAAAAAAAwI/-MW-6HFnYVY/s1600/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-2939359351426252002?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/2939359351426252002/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=2939359351426252002' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2939359351426252002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/2939359351426252002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/giveaway.html' title='Giveaway'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f99h0vNufLw/TTSPW2AD0KI/AAAAAAAAAwI/-MW-6HFnYVY/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7053669171706210122</id><published>2011-01-20T19:15:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T19:52:08.785+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When I was just a little kid...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Ce răspundeai la întrebarea: ce vrei să te faci când vei fi mare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turista, pentru ca atunci cand am fost mica bunicul meu imi arata tot felul de carti cu Praga, cu Cehoslovacia (in limba rusa) si imi povestea ce fac turistii acolo si ce pot vedea ei (era o carte cu poze). Si atunci eu m-am hotarat ca eu vreau sa ma fac turista. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2.Care erau desenele animate preferate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom si Jerry, Dexter, Viata cu Louie, Spioanele Misterele din Providence, PowerPuff Girls, Dosarele Secrete alte Cainilor Detectivi, Pisoiul Eek si nu imi mai amintesc acum sa enumar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3.Care a fost cea mai frumoasa zi de nastere sarbatorita si de ce? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atunci cand am implinit unsprezece ani. Pe atunci mama lucra cu un american care avea un baiat cu doi ani mai mare ca mine. De ziua mea, Drew (baiatul) m-a sunat si mi-a cantat la pian "Balada pentru Adeline". Eram asa de fericita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;4.Ce jocuri preferate aveati?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Adevar sau Provocare, Flori, fete sau baieti, muzica sau cantareti, Macao, Magarusul, Statuie, Ursul doarme si viseaza (il jucam pe holurile scolii cand avea 8-9 ani), Sticluta cu Otrava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5 .Ce iti doreai sa faci neaparat si inca nu ai reusit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sa sar coarda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Care a fost prima pasiune sportiva si nu numai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sportiva:&lt;/span&gt; Handball-ul, faceam la scoala si imi placea sa ma joc, mai ales ca eram mandra ca si mama fusese odata, in tinerea ei portar la Handball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actor:&lt;/span&gt; Guy Ecker, ma uitam la Salome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tara:&lt;/span&gt; Egipt, mereu am fost pasionata de istoria Egiptului Antic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baiat:&lt;/span&gt; Mihai, colegul meu de banca din clasele I-IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Care a fost primul cantaret/grup muzical preferat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hmm...cred ca A.S.I.A. Erau tare in voga pe cand eram eu un copil si cantam "O iubire de o vara, de o vara, la sfasit de liceu..." sau "O cireasa amara e inima mea, o cireasa amara e sufletul meu, o cireasa amara, sarutul la scara..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;8. Cel mai frumos obiect cerut (eventual primit) lui Mos Craciun, Nicolae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prima mea papusa Barbie numita mai tarziu Alex (dupa Alex din Spioanele) pe care o mai iau si acum cu mine oriunde ma duc. Am primit-o de Craciunul din 1997.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dau leapsa mai departe la:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faraoana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wewe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;si cine mai vrea sa o mai ia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7053669171706210122?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7053669171706210122/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7053669171706210122' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7053669171706210122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7053669171706210122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-i-was-just-little-kid.html' title='When I was just a little kid...'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-3781941202522485240</id><published>2011-01-18T21:58:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T22:42:42.603+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Baloony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i53.tinypic.com/2d9p5pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunt tot eu, Emily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Azi v-am adus o poveste de la scoala. O poveste amuzanta de la scoala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Biu a adus la scoala niste baloane pe care le-a dat la toti. Majoritatea l-au spart, dar eu...eu am hotarat sa fac ceva special cu el. Sa-l fac prietenul meu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cu putin ajutor de la Wewe, dat in ora de Jurnalism cand statea langa mine, balonul a devenit prietenul perfect, iar eu l-am numit Baloony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;M-am jucat pana la trei cu el.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Poze mai jos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Fata ii este facuta de Wewe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i54.tinypic.com/2lkv906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2lkv906.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i51.tinypic.com/i251z5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/i251z5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i53.tinypic.com/2d9p5pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2d9p5pi.jpg" alt="" 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/3072226116170759489-3781941202522485240?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/3781941202522485240/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=3781941202522485240' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3781941202522485240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/3781941202522485240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/baloony.html' title='Baloony'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i54.tinypic.com/2lkv906_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-8181401579825554424</id><published>2011-01-15T21:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T21:29:46.658+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Copilăria. Singurul paradis pierdut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.2  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;Uite-mă, stau aici încercând să scriu ceva inteligent.   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt; 		Încerc de asemenea să evit clişeele şi chestiile despre care am mai scris. Încerc să iasă ceva drăguţ, şi nici decum ceva care mă face să par dubioasă sau Emo (că tot e un clişeu cuvântul).  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt; 		Cred că am scris despre toate subiectele care mă interesează şi despre care am ceva &lt;span lang="ro-RO"&gt;cunoştinţe&lt;/span&gt;. Aproape mi-am uzat tastatura scriind despre, nedreptate, politică, penibil, prostie, despre faptul că sunt nemulţumită de societate şi despre alte chestii negative. Azi vreau să scriu despre ceva pozitiv!   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt; 		Azi voi scrie despre copilărie! Am zis!  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 		Mi-e dor de copilărie, cred că tuturor ne e dor de copilărie.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 		Copilăria este acea perioada din viaţă în care te uiţi la o floare şi zici: "Ce floare frumoasă, câte culori, ce Univers în miniatură!”.   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 		Este perioada din care te "cerţi" cu prietenii de joacă şi după câteva minute te împaci cu ei şi râdeţi împreună, iar peste câteva zile nici nu îţi mai aminteşti de ceartă.   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;		 Este perioada în care răutatea înseamnă ungerea "&lt;span lang="ro-RO"&gt;ş&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span lang="ro-RO"&gt;ş&lt;/span&gt;onilor cu dulcea&lt;span lang="ro-RO"&gt;ţă"&lt;/span&gt; şi tragerea semnalului de alarmă al trenului, după cum ne ne înfăţişează marele Caragiale.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;		 Este perioada în care fiecare cuvânt are o semnificaţie specială, iar cea mai gravă insultă din lume este "Esti prost!", insultă care poate fi reparată cu un pupic pe obraz şi un "Te iubesc!"  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;		 Este perioada în care cuvântul "mama" înseamnă totul iar gândul la îngeri îţi creionează un zâmbet pe faţa luminoasă.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;		 Este perioada în care eticul îţi guvernează viaţa prin mult prea cunoscuta sintagmă de "Nu este bine să..."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 		Este perioada când totul este posibil pentru că eşti neînfricat.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 		Este perioada când egoismul şi răutatea sunt percepute ca fiind "dragalase" de ceilalţi.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 		Este perioada în care cea mai mare durere o simţi atunci când îţi pierzi jucăria preferata.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 		Este perioada în care pedeapsa pentru greşelile tale o constituie statul la colţ, sau interzicerea ieşirii la joacă.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 		Este perioada când iubeşti cu inima curată.   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 		Este perioada inocenţei absolute.   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-8181401579825554424?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/8181401579825554424/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=8181401579825554424' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8181401579825554424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/8181401579825554424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/copilaria-singurul-paradis-pierdut.html' title='Copilăria. Singurul paradis pierdut.'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5516008808045637107</id><published>2011-01-09T16:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T16:41:12.442+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ceva...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Continuare la aia cu winamp-ul de la Faraoana :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se stie ea =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce fel de persoană ești?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fallen (Evanescense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cazuta? O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ești petrecăreață?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lov Stori (Fara Zahar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=))) Eu luv petrecerile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce ai face pe o insulă pustie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart will go on (Celine Dion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu as dispera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trece moșul pe la tine anul ăsta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Single Ladies (Beyonce)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NU? TT_TT voi fi singura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ai face vreodată pact cu diavolul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amor a la mexicana (Thalia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ți se pun porecle idioate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace Kelly (Mika)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asa mi se zice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ce părere au profii despre tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big girls don't cry (Fergie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aww :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;O să mănânci vreodată ochi de melc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So what (Pink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adica da =)) =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se teme lumea de tine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanna be (Lily Allen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ma considera Wanna be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ai o inimă de piatră?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're not alone (MJ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deci nu sunt singura care are o inima de piatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;O să te razi în cap vreodată?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disturbia (Rihanna)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mai mult ca sigur =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spirtoasele sunt viața ta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you're gone (Avril)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deci, cand altii sunt plecati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cât de des faci pipi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nan, you're a window shopper (Lily Allen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-5516008808045637107?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5516008808045637107/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5516008808045637107' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5516008808045637107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5516008808045637107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/ceva.html' title='Ceva...'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-6575048095878086650</id><published>2011-01-08T22:10:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T22:26:31.088+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapsa cu Winamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Stiu ca e overused si over...cum vrei tu sa ii zici, dar acum ca a inceput un nou an m-am gandit sa o refac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Regulile le stiti deja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1. How are you feeling today?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Alfie (Lily Allen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;How? I didin't undertand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Will you get far in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;He wasn't there (Lily Allen) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Deci...da sau nu? He? Who is he?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. How do your friends see you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Take what you take (Lily Allen)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Will you get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Umbrella (Rihanna)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cu o umbrela?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What’s your best friend’s theme?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Te amo (Rihanna)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Phahaha! Chiar ca ea e in love zilele astea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What is the story of your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Smack that (Akon and Eminem)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;\m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What was high school like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Why (Lily Allen)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De ce ma intrebi? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. How can you get ahead in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It's all coming back to me (Celine Dion)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Deci?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Taking back my love (Enrique Iglesias and Ciara)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wot? O.O Asta nu e bine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What is in store for this weekend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What you mean to me (Sterling Kinght)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aww! How cute! I love love this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What song describes you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Unfaihful (Rihanna)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;NOT TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What song would describe your grandparents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In chains (Depeche Mode)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ma tin in lanturi? Sau ei sunt in lanturi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. How is your life going?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tras de mi (RBD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Asa :X asta mi-as dori sa plec departe...in UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;La usurpadora (Pandora)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Well...me is not pleased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. How does the world see you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Funhouse (Pink)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aww! Ei ma vad o casa de distractie?Me happy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Will you have a happy life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hurt (Christina Aguilera)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Deci...voi fii mereu ranita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;18 ani (Vama Veche)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;De 18 ani sau pentru 18 ani?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. How can I make myself happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;21 guns (Green Day)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Adica sa ii impusc pe toti! &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What should you do with your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Chinese (Lily Allen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sa ma marit cu un chinez?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-6575048095878086650?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/6575048095878086650/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=6575048095878086650' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6575048095878086650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/6575048095878086650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/leapsa-cu-winamp.html' title='Leapsa cu Winamp'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-5342274155564745435</id><published>2011-01-08T21:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T21:12:00.038+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Fly With Me - Fragment with Rupert Grint</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Rupert a aparut recent intr-un serial TV, "Come Fly With Me" pe BBC ca un invitat special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Datorita celor de la RGN (RupertGrint.Net) am putut vedea mica particica in care el apare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Nu m-am putut abtine sa nu il impartasesc cu voi, cititorii mei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Vizionare placuta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aEfy6u2uTR8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aEfy6u2uTR8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-5342274155564745435?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/5342274155564745435/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=5342274155564745435' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5342274155564745435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/5342274155564745435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/come-fly-with-me-fragment-with-rupert.html' title='Come Fly With Me - Fragment with Rupert Grint'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3072226116170759489.post-7915693092314838325</id><published>2011-01-08T19:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T19:06:30.014+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Viata ca o ce vrei tu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://prophetu.files.wordpress.com/2007/01/drum-pustiu.jpg?w=400&amp;amp;h=300"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://prophetu.files.wordpress.com/2007/01/drum-pustiu.jpg?w=400&amp;amp;h=300" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cred ca eram doar o idee cand ma plimbam pe un drum ingust , incadrat pe ambele parti cu umbre, umbre umbre nedefinite. Nu stiam ce erau, dar stiam ca ele ma cunosc. eram singura pe acel drum, sau cel putin asa credeam si nu intelegeam de ce, unde erau toti oamenii despre care mi se spusese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;        Pentru o secunde mi s-a parut ca se aude zgomot de undeva din apropiere, dar de unde? De unde zgomot in pustiul ala? Privirea mi-a fost atrasa de o lumina puternica ce stralucea inaintea mea. Am facut cativa pasi spre ea, iar zgomotul pe care il auzisem inainte ma izbii in plin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;era o cladire ca un castel medieval, dar eu stiam ca nu e asta, stiam exact ce e si gandul acela ma facea nerabdatoare. O usa aparu in fata mea incadrata de o lumina stralucitoare. M-am apropiat, am deschis usa si am intrat. exact in acel moment altcineva a iesit. nu stiu de ce am avut impulsul sa-l strig, dar ceva m-a facut sa abandonez ideea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;        Nu cred a pot gasi cuvintele potrivite pentru a descrie atmosfera din acel loc in cel mai mic detaliu. era o forfota incredibila acolo, atmosfera se schimba de la o zona la alta, iar muzica pe care o puteam auzi de undeva de nicaieri alterna de la trista si pesimista la vesela si optimista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;        Am cautat un scaun pe care sa stau, caci observasem ca toti cei aflati acolo aveau cate un scaun. am gasit unul chiar in fata, langa o masa unde stateau diferiti oameni, iar unii dintre ei pareau sa ma cunoasca. La un moment dat, o persoana a carei fata nu o puteam vedea mi-a servit o bautura. Lichidul era galben-maroniu si avea o stralucire neobisnuita. Prima picatura a fost ca un bulgare de foc pe traheele mele si am tipat, apoi am inceput usor-usor sa ma obisnuiesc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;        La primele pahare lumea de acolo mi se parea minunata, avea multi oameni in jurul meu care ma faceau sa ma simt bine. Ma uitam in jur si ii analizam pe ceilalti fara sa-mi dau seama exact ce faceau si de ce faceau anumite lucruri. Urmaream persoanele care intrau si ieseau din acel loc si pe cand am ajuns la al noualea pahar intelesesem deja ca atunci cand cineva intra, altcineva trebuia sa iasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;        La al paisprezecelea pahar ajunsesem sa inteleg aproape tot ce se petrecea in jurul meusi puteam deja sa analizez mai multe comportamente ca inainte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;        La al saisprezecelea pahar din acea bautura eram deja scarbita de majoritatea comportamentelor acelor oameni si am decis ca eu nu vreau sa-mi beau bautura in acelasi mod in care o fac ei. Eu vreau sa o beau altfel, in modul meu, in propriul meu ritm si sa simt fiecare picatura intr-un mod diferit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;        Acum mai am doar un sfert din cel de al saptisprezecelea pahar si incerc sa savurez fiecare picatura in parte, sa il lungesc, sa trag de el pentru ca stiu ca dupa ce voi incepe cel de al optisprezecelea pahar unele lucruri se vor schimba si niciodata nu vor mai fii asa cum au fost. atunci va incepe un nou capitol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3072226116170759489-7915693092314838325?l=emilygoeswild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/feeds/7915693092314838325/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3072226116170759489&amp;postID=7915693092314838325' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7915693092314838325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3072226116170759489/posts/default/7915693092314838325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilygoeswild.blogspot.com/2011/01/viata-ca-o-ce-vrei-tu.html' title='Viata ca o ce vrei tu...'/><author><name>Em.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06605825510963495620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYUnU4m7A-c/Tfn547mxooI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PAuiw4UJKyg/s220/so_many_idiots.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
