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RealBadPisy</title><content type='html'>Cred ca esti sabotata :).. Ma tot chinui de 2 zile sa-ti las un comment si nu reusesc vad doar pana la partea de verificare a literelor ..dar casuta de introdus literele ioc ...
Comment referitor la candidatura ta  :

Si de la mine ai un vot ..fara sa stiu cine esti ..ca oricum asa am votat anii astia fara sa stim cu adevarat pe cine votam:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-8528184659448646877?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/8528184659448646877/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2010/01/pt-realbadpisy.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/8528184659448646877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/8528184659448646877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2010/01/pt-realbadpisy.html' title='Pt RealBadPisy'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-3018007947945536757</id><published>2010-01-04T10:11:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:14:37.997+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noua mea adresa de blog'/><title type='text'>Noua mea adresa de blog</title><content type='html'>Dragii mei ,
La multi ani si toate bune la voi in viata sa se adune !
Va doresc un An nou mai bun si va doresc sanatate si putere sa treceti peste toate !
Anul nou a venit cu mine cu o noua casuta .. respectiv am primit cadou noul blog : &lt;a href="http://www.cris-mary.com/"&gt;http://www.cris-mary.com/&lt;/a&gt;

De acum inainte voi merge in pararel pana va obisnuiti dupa care o sa  postez doar acolo .. Am descoperit ca am mai multa libertate de miscare acolo si plus de asta Marius (al meu ubit) mi-a promis ca ma va ajuta sa-l fac frumos si mai interesant :)
Va pup si va astept in noua casuta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-3018007947945536757?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3018007947945536757/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2010/01/noua-mea-adresa-de-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/3018007947945536757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/3018007947945536757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2010/01/noua-mea-adresa-de-blog.html' title='Noua mea adresa de blog'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-2322194915443507974</id><published>2009-12-20T13:13:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:17:34.596+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romania ..o marioneta condusa din umbra?'/><title type='text'>Romania ..o marioneta condusa din umbra?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/Sy4H8DItf-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/GpQ68nLDreE/s1600-h/marionete.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poate nu e momentul sa scriu despre asta , tocmai ca spuneam ca e o luna speciala pentru mine si nu mi-as dori sa o stric cu nimic , insa acum am citit acest articol care m-a impresionat pentru ca va spun cu sinceritate ca e o opinie care o impartasesc de mult timp .. Si anume, faptul ca Romania e o marioneta condusa din umbra de oameni de afaceri care isi vad propriile interese si castiguri .. Nu am studii economice , nu sunt un doctorand in ale economiei sau a stiintelor politice insa inainte de alegei am tras o concluzie simpla .. indiferent cine va iesi presedinte Romania va fi condusa tot de altii carora nu le pasa cine e acolo pus in fata . Cu parere de rau spun ca e posibil sa am dreptate ..
Citind articolul vad ca totusi in spatele acestui joc murdar sta o munca de aproape 4 ani de zile ..un plan bine pus la punct de a destrama tot ceea ce inseamna institutii ,oameni de afaceri si piata din Romania ..Se pare ca naivitatea caracteristica romanilor a ajuns faimoasa si chiar a constituit temelia pierzaniei noastre .Acum 4 ani de zile primeam in Romania vizita lui Bill Clinton care ne spunea la acel moment :''„&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fiecare tara trebuie sa-si dezvolte economia intr-un echilibru perfect cu masurile de protectie sociala. Nu poti avea un guvern credibil, popular si incoruptibil dupa ce a esuat din punct de vedere economic&lt;/span&gt;. ” Am esuat lamentabil in a avea vreodata un guvern orientat spre dezvoltarea economiei ..noi am avut guverne orientate spre dezvoltarea propriilor economii in conturi bancare grase . Mi-e sila cand ma gandesc din nou ce oameni am avut in Guvern , nu reusesc sa-mi aduc aminte de un ministru care sa fi facut ceva .. sa-mi ramana asa in cap cu o reusita .. Mi-e sila de marionetele noastre de la conducerea acestei tari .. mi se par libidinosi ..
Multe din necazurile noastre isi gasesc o explicatie plauzibila in randurile scrise in acest articol...concluzia , simpla: suntem cu toti marionete a unor oameni cu influenta si multi bani care controleaza lumea ... jucam un spectacol regizat,dupa reguli decise de ei .. suntem atat de bine manipulati incat nu ne dam seama si credem ca suntem fericiti .. Credeti ca ati fost fericiti cand va luati case si masini in rate si aveati ultimul telefon la moda si ala luat in rate ... va puteti imagina ca cei din spatele acestui spectacol erau de ''n'' ori mai fericiti .. Ma gandesc cum vedeam pe strada oameni imbracati modest , cu blugi tociti si adidasi ramuliti dar care tineau in mana cu mandrete telefoane mobile .. Vanitatea noastra si setea de a avea mai mult si mai mult , de a ne afisa cu masini straine ne-au adus aici . Setea noastra de a arata vecinului ca suntem ceea ce nu suntem ne-a adus aici .Altii au vazut toate aceste slabiciuni si au profitat de ele . Ne-am lasat orbiti de lux, de un lux pe care nu ni-l puteam insa permite .. Am colegi care au venit din afara , din tari precum Olanda sau Anglia care au fost socati sa vada masinile de lux ce stateau in parcari ... la ei le vedeai mai mult in showroom decat pe strazi ... Nimic nu ne-a multumit si mereu am vrut mai mult ..pana la urma unde era loc de o rata putea sa se mai fac una in plus ..pana la urma ce e o rata in plus ..
De ce nu a iesit atunci un analist sa ne spuna : Stop romanilor ! nu e bine ceea ce faceti , incercati sa va vedeti limitele ... Chiar sa nu fi stiut niciunul din conducatorii care ii avem ce urmeaza sa se intample? Nu cred , stiti de cce ..pentru ca Romania are oameni destepti si daca eu un simplu om am fost in stare sa vad nu vad cum altii nu au vazut . Au vazut dar au tacut .. pentru ca uneori e mai usor sa taci decat sa vorbesti ..cu atat mai mult cu cat tacerea le-a adus si foloase materiale .
Mi-a fost greu sa accept ca acest articol a venit din partea unui senator si mai ales din partea unui senator PDL , sincer nu mai am incredere in acesti oameni , insa poate de asta m-a intrigat si mai mult ..chiar sa inceapa sa apuna adevarul sau e doar o tentativa marsava de a scrie pe 04 decembrie , inainte de turul decisiv un alt articol care ar putea sa puna intr-o lumina proasta actualul presedinte si contracandidatul acestuia care nu a fost cel PDL-ist ...O fi fost acest articol o noua tentativa de a profita de naivitatea noastra , a romanilor ..posibil ...
Oricum m-a intrigat intratat incat sa postez acest articol.
Va invit sa citi articolul si sa va dati cu parerea :
&lt;a href="http://www.urbaniulian.ro/2009/12/04/discutie-incendiara-piata-imobiliara-romaneasca-se-va-prabusi-in-2010-afla-cine-sunt-cei-care-trag-sforile-din-umbra-pentru-a-cumpara-pe-nimic-activele-majore-ale-romaniei-in-2010-cum-au-fost/"&gt;http://www.urbaniulian.ro/2009/12/04/discutie-incendiara-piata-imobiliara-romaneasca-se-va-prabusi-in-2010-afla-cine-sunt-cei-care-trag-sforile-din-umbra-pentru-a-cumpara-pe-nimic-activele-majore-ale-romaniei-in-2010-cum-au-fost/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-2322194915443507974?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/2322194915443507974/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/romania-o-marioneta-condusa-din-umbra.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/2322194915443507974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/2322194915443507974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/romania-o-marioneta-condusa-din-umbra.html' title='Romania ..o marioneta condusa din umbra?'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-469839165585989752</id><published>2009-12-12T16:29:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:17:55.058+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Va provoc la ..un joc..'/><title type='text'>Va provoc la ..un joc ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyOvLwVPGWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bs5PZlmHMWo/s1600-h/words_expressions.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Salutari .. m-am gandit sa fac un mic joc al asocierilor .. De exemplu , voi spune o serie de cuvinte si as vrea ca toti sa va aduceti aminte de o intamplare din trecut sau prezent .. E un joc inventat de mine care cred ca e frumos de jucat intr-un cadru mai mare inconjurat de prieteni , intr-o cabana ..cu un pahar de vin rosu langa noi ..ce vreti ma duce gandul la vacanta ... Eu am sa dau cateva exemple pentru ca daca as duce jocul pana la cap mi-ar trebui pagini intregi si mi-am amintit o vorba a unui bloger .. e urat sa citesti postari lungi .. hai sa incepem ... cuvant: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;iarba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ... Imi amintesc cum jucam verde stop si mama gasea iarba in toate buzunarele , sosestele .. imi amintesc cum ma scotoceam de zor si incercam sa scot cu unghia un pic de iarba verde uscata din buzunar atunci cand imi era cerut .. cuvant : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;caiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ..oau.. aici sunt multe sa vedem ..imi amintesc copertile acelea albastre pe care am inceput sa le coloram cu pixul din dorinta de a le infrumuseta ..imi amintesc cat de rebela m-am simtit cand am desenat prima oara pe coperta caietului ..hehehe.. rebela din mine ... Imi amintesc caietele tip unde nu puteai sa gresesti pt c anu aveai a doua pagina si atunci aveam 2 caiete ..daca cumva greseam pe pagina tip atunci era taiata si se lipea pagina din caietul de rezerva..era inventiva mama..sa nu mai pomenim de caietele studentesti care deveneau minunatul si atat la moda&lt;em&gt; oracol&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;biletel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. va amintiti acele prime biletele de ''vrei sa fi prietena mea'' ...imi amintesc cum ma inroseam cand primeam cate unul , atat eu cat si cel care trimitea .. sa nu mai zic de acele biletele cu rezolvarile de la o problema care circulau in timpul unei lucrari ..imi amintesc si cand una din colege a fost nevoita sa inghita biletelul deoarece profu mergea sprea ea sa i-l ia ..pur si simplu l-a mestecat si inghitit..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;dedicatii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. va rog recunoasteti ca ati avut cu totii o perioada in care aveati un radio pirat in cartier si unde bombardati cu dedicatii pt cunoscuti si iubit ..&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;stefan banica&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;..hmm liceeni rock 'n ' roll si prima scena de iubire mai indrazneata vazuta .. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;gresie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..la asta nu o sa va asteptati .. sapun mult pe gresie si baie devenea principalul derdelush..hehe..pana cand intram cu degetele in cada care era mereu in celalalt capat ..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sampon&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/strong&gt;sticla de sampon care se transforma mereu in aliatul meu cand ne udam cu apa in fata blocului sau cand luam un tub de pix si il inmuiam in apa cu sampon sa facem baloane care mai de care mai colorate ...Jocul poate continua orice cuvant oricat de banal ascunde in urma lui o amintire ..unele chiar haioase .... Va provoc ..spune-ti un cuvant .. va voi spune o amintire legata de acel cuvant ..Astept o amintire de a voastra pentru cuvantul &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;cornet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-469839165585989752?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/469839165585989752/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/va-provoc-la-un-joc.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/469839165585989752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/469839165585989752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/va-provoc-la-un-joc.html' title='Va provoc la ..un joc ..'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-6700810274565950914</id><published>2009-12-11T10:44:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:18:12.517+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multumesc Marius'/><title type='text'>Multumesc Marius ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyIHnHSd4PI/AAAAAAAAAEc/uJk-W7Kad2E/s1600-h/Te+iubesc!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Dragii mei , &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Trebuie sa recunosc ca am parte de o luna decembrie frumoasa , chiar poate cea mai frumoasa de pana acum in ciuda tuturor problemelor ..stiti de ce ? Pentru ca iubitelul meu imi ofera in fiecare zi cate un cadou mic , romantic - luna cadourilor -... Deci sunt o rasfatata si trebuie sa-i multumesc pentru acest lucru si doream sa-i multumesc public deoarece l-am dojenit public in urma cu cateva postari...Acum daca l-am laudat sper sa nu se umfle in pene ..hehehe ..&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;xo xo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-6700810274565950914?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/6700810274565950914/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/multumesc-marius.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/6700810274565950914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/6700810274565950914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/multumesc-marius.html' title='Multumesc Marius ..'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-5961803350237796259</id><published>2009-12-09T19:59:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:18:32.472+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vesnicul copil ..'/><title type='text'>Vesnicul copil ..</title><content type='html'>Home alone .. Acesta este un omagiu adus filmului pe care l-am vazut de cele mai multe ori .. Am crescut pe filmul asta ..l-am vaut de atatea ori incat am ajuns sa stiu replicile si din partea 1 si din partea 2.. Acu trebuie sa recunoastem ca e filmul copilariei noastre ..De cate ori nu ne-am facut scenarii de razboi impotriva hotilor...Ca sa nu mai zic de faptul ca l-am adorat pe
&lt;div&gt;Macaulay Culkin care a facut 2 filme bestiale ... E interesant cum copilul teribil de frumushel a crescut si nu l-am mai vazut ...ultima oara am auzit de el cand s-a casatorit pe la 17 ani ..E chiar trist deoarece ma asteptam sa ajunga un actor mare .. Oricum eu ii multumesc ..nu de alta dar in fiecare an in preajma sarbatorilor de iarna am vazut cele 2 parti din home alone ... e ca si bradul ..trebuie sa-l ai de Craciun .. Asa sunt filmele astea pentru mine ..trebuie sa le vad de Craciun .. Parca pentru putin timp uit de toate si ma simt din nou copil ...Ca sa nu mai spun de melodia ''Rockin' Around the Christmas Three a lui Brenda Lee care apare pe coloana sonora in Home Alone 1 ..e una din melodiile preferate de Craciun ... V-am spus ca sunt fericita si ca decembrie e luna mea preferata ? V-am spus ...dar am vrut sa va mai repet o data si sa va aduc aminte de inca un lucru care apartine copilariei unora dintre noi ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-5961803350237796259?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/5961803350237796259/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/vesnicul-copil.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/5961803350237796259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/5961803350237796259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/vesnicul-copil.html' title='Vesnicul copil ..'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-8477184570819906923</id><published>2009-12-07T08:41:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:18:50.047+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='07.12.2009'/><title type='text'>07.12.2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SxykFi6QQrI/AAAAAAAAADY/zjmEEY5HIeg/s1600-h/pr-bora-ow.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vineri 04.12,dupa ff multa treaba , un drum lung spre casa , aglomeratie mare.. am mers la film .. am ales o ora tarzie pt ca numai la ora aia se putea .. am ales o comedie usoara , un film la care nu prea trebuie sa gandesti mult sa intelegi firul povestii ..''Vacanta All Inclusive'' ...am ales filmul asta pentru ca mi-au placut la nebunie peisajele si ideea de vacanta :D:D:D .. Mi-am adus aminte de zilele petrecute in Grecia .. Filmul este usor , despre familii americane cu probleme tipic americane ..sincer oricat de mult m-as stradui nu-i vad pe ai mei sa-si rezolve problemele in acest mod ..Cateva faze dragute care intradevar te fac sa zambesti ... In cateva secvente am simtit ca ma ia somnul ..monologul actorului depsre relatii a fost prea plictisitor dar si eu eram trezita de la 05.00 dimineata .. Oricum ..nu a contat prea mult ...peisajele insa au facut totul:)

Sambata 05.12, m-am trezit destul de tarziu ..iupii ..m-am odihnit ..putina curatenie in casa , o cafea mica si la shopping cu mine ...aveam o misiune .. urmand sa plecam in club am zis sa merg sa-mi iau ceva dragutz de imbracat... Dupa 3 ore de mers prin Afi Cotorceni am intrat in ultimul magazin in care nu intrasem si am gasit o rochita ..care era ultima de la raft dar care mi-a venit ..noroc chior ..dupa 3 ore .. Mi-am mai luat si o pereche de cizme , parca in ciuda asa ca nu am gasit nimic din ce mi-as fi dorit cu adevarat si am plecat in Plaza ...Am zis ca poate acolo gasesc ceva mai mult ..Plaza in schimb e in schimbare , unii inchid , altii deschid ..era cam tristmasa prin mall .. Mi-au placut decoratiunile de iarna din Plaza ..fff frumos .. Oricum am tras o concluzie ... ori sunt prea pretentioasa(nu-i cazul) ori a devenit moda f ciudata .. cum sa ai bani si sa nu ai ce sa-ti cumperi ...Apoi a venit clubul .. dans ..muzica ..dans .. dans ..dans..

Duminica 06.12, Iupiii a venit mosul ... ce dragut mos cum a venit el astfel incat cand vin din club sa-mi gasesc cadoul ..ce dragutz ... Apoi somn ..nu prea mult ..atat cat sa fie de ajuns .. Apoi alegeri .. si iar alegeri ..si ghici alegeri ..am preferat Harry Poter ..cam aiurea pt varsta mea ..dar decat alegeri mai bine Poter ... in pauze ..alegeri ... In fine ..spre seara ma saturasem deja de alegeri parca nici nu mi-a fost foame cand mi-a pus mama mancare .. parca eram scarbita deja de atatea alegeri ...Apoi rezultate partiale .. 50-49 , 51-48, 50-50?(un deja vu din 2004)Si atat am ales dar nu stim inca ce am cules ..respectiv ... Cine naiba e presedinte pana la urma ?..Daca nu se hotarasc .. hai sa dam cu zarul ......nu conteaza cine e in fata ..tara tot de altii e condusa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-8477184570819906923?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/8477184570819906923/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/07122009.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/8477184570819906923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/8477184570819906923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/07122009.html' title='07.12.2009'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-2065809056725397853</id><published>2009-12-04T11:17:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:19:05.994+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un bradut trist ......'/><title type='text'>Un bradut trist !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SxjUuGResNI/AAAAAAAAADQ/udCEUNaf3UA/s1600-h/22.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Cu toate ca am zis ca nu voi fi trista si voi fi fericita nu am sa ma tin pe deplin de cuvant .. pentru ca astazi , am impodobit ultimul bradut impreuna cu colegele de la birou si m-am si ''despartit'' de un coleg drag care intotdeauna a facut ce i-am cerut si a fost un baiat extraordinar ...usor , usor incepem sa o luam pe drumurile noastre si nu e usor sa spunem la revedere mai ales dupa atata timp ..Bradutul din birou e un bradut trist ... e cel mai trist bradut pe care l-am impodobit vreodata .. uoff ... nu ma asteptam sa fie atat de greu .. mi nt ..ma asteptam insa speram ca o sa fiu mai barbata ... Chiar am zambit deoarece cand am pus , ca si in fiecare an, colinde la calculator..asa cum fac de 5 ani in coace si unul din colegi mi-a spus sa-i dai si lui colindele care le tot aude in fiecare an .. poate la anul desi nu vom mai fi in aceasi firma va continua sa asculte colindele de la mine...Viata e o .....Uofff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-2065809056725397853?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/2065809056725397853/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/un-bradut-trist.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/2065809056725397853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/2065809056725397853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/un-bradut-trist.html' title='Un bradut trist !'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-4568093301988330525</id><published>2009-12-02T09:37:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:19:29.331+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vin sarbatorile ....'/><title type='text'>Luna mea preferata :decembrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SxYZbntFJhI/AAAAAAAAADI/mVjfGuDlFYs/s1600-h/Merry_Christmas_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Buna dimineata dragii mei , &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am inceput sa scriu aseara insa din cauza ca am fost bucatar sef nu am reusit sa fac acest lucru ieri . Am vrut sa va spun ca sunt fericita .Ziua de 1 decembrie inseamna f mult pt mine , nu pt ca e ziua Romaniei ..asta e pe locul doi , ci pentru ca pur si simplu e prima zi din luna pe care o iubesc cel mai mult . ..de ce? Simplu ... inca de mica aceasta luna era luna cea mai asteptata si dorita de catre mine .. e incredibil cat de mult si-a pus amprenta asupra mea amitirile din copilarie insa un lucru este cert, oricat de mare as fi , vreau ca luna decembrie sa ramana acea luna speciala si vreau ca masa de Craciun sa o iau in familie si vreau ca din casa sa nu lipseasca bradutul .. Banuiesc ca unii veti zambi si veti spune ca sunt naiva . Asa o fi , dar nu ma supar pt ca atunci cand vine luna decembrie eu sunt cel mai fericit om de pe pamant si nu las nimic sa-mi umbreasca fericirea ... Iupiii... abea astept sa vina Craciunul .. si ma bucur nespus de mult sa vad ca cei de la primarii au aprins beculetele , anul asta sunt mai dragute , bag seama ca au mai investit si in altceva in afara de borduri ... Mai am o dorinta arzatoare ...o tin putin secreta ... va anunt daca se indeplineste sau nu .. E clar luna asta sunt copilaroasa si mai fericita decat in mod obisnuit hehehe.... hohoho ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-4568093301988330525?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4568093301988330525/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/luna-mea-preferata-decembrie.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/4568093301988330525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/4568093301988330525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/12/luna-mea-preferata-decembrie.html' title='Luna mea preferata :decembrie'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-3907550720449966827</id><published>2009-11-30T10:58:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:19:45.160+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sambata ..Ioanitoaia...un articolbun..Yves Rossy'/><title type='text'>Sambata ..Ioanitoaia...un articol bun ..Yves Rossy ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SxOMVku_euI/AAAAAAAAADA/V6lK6KQEnvU/s1600/yves-rossy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Sambata , in timp ce imi savuram cafeaua dimineata am rasfoit paginile Gazetei Sporturilor ...M-am oprit la un articol scris de Ovidiu Ioanitoaia-Un nebun frumos- care mi-a placut tocmai pentru ca sunt intru totul de acord cu parerea de final al celui care la- scris .Cati dintre noi cunosc aceasta pasiune- dorinta a lui Yves Rossy de a crea ceva la care unii dintre noi visau in copilarie ...Va invit sa cititi articolul (blogsport.ro/ioanitoaia) sau sa va documentati pe net despre Yves Rossy: &lt;a href="http://www.jet-man.com/prod/index.html"&gt;http://www.jet-man.com/prod/index.html&lt;/a&gt;...Daca imi spuneti ca toti stiati si eu sunt ultima care afla ..chiar ca ma simt prost :).. trebuie sa citesc mai mult .. Indiferent de momentul in care am aflat de acest om si de planurile lui un lucru e cert , ma bucur ca nu se da batut , ma bucur ca lupta pentru visul lui si ma bucur ca exista si au existat oamenii ca el .. Poate in multi din noi s-au ascuns astfel de dorinte insa au ramas acolo doar ca si vise neimplinite doar pentru faptul ca nu am luptat pentru noi .. Cati dintre noi nu au avut idei geniale si care nu au fost puse in aplicarea din cauza lasitatii si fricii de a esua de care dam dovada. Nu e mai bine uneori in viata sa incerci sa faci un lucru oricat de irealizabil ti s-ar parea ? .. Macar incercand vei avea si raspunsul si nu vei ramane mereu intrabandu-te ''cum ar fi fost daca'' ... imi propun sa incerc mai mult de acum ... chiar daca voi intampina si esecuri .. din asta e facute viata ..din reusite si esecuri ...si trebuie sa stim sa le acceptam pe amandoua .. Poate tocmai incepand sa facem tot ceea ce ne trece prin cap incepem sa si traim cu adevarat ... Daca ai un impuls sau o dorinta, rasarita chiar din mintea ta ..oare de ce iti negi singur dreptul de a face acel lucru ... Acum nu spun ca nu ar trebui sa ne protejam ..respectiv sa nu ne apucam sa sarim singuri cu parapanta daca nu stim despre acest lucru ..insa putem sa incepem sa facem acest lucru mergand la cursuri cu instructori ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totul in viata depinde de alegerile pe care le facem .. so GO FOR IT ! MAKE YOUR DREAM COME TRUE !LIVE YOUR LIFE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-3907550720449966827?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3907550720449966827/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/sambata-ioanitoaiaun-articol-bun-yves.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/3907550720449966827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/3907550720449966827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/sambata-ioanitoaiaun-articol-bun-yves.html' title='Sambata ..Ioanitoaia...un articol bun ..Yves Rossy ..'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-2410633087430761852</id><published>2009-11-26T08:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:20:07.752+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatii'/><title type='text'>Minciunile in timpul relatiei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/Sw4d4veEAMI/AAAAAAAAACY/XuwR338ysrw/s1600/minciuni.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
....Alte minciuni sunt spuse uneori si in timpul relatiei , aceleasi motive stau la mijloc , eviti sau nu ai curajul sa spui adevarul ... Cele mai triste si periculoase minciuni sunt insa cele in care te minti pe tine ...Cum vine asta ? Pey simplu ... ti-ai creat o iluzie , un anumit tipar in care incadrezi persoana de langa tine si daca cumva aceea persoana nu se incadreaza sau iese din tipar tu preferi sa inchizi ochii si sa te minti cu scuze de genul :''s-a intamplat o singura data '' , ''de fapt el /ea nu e asa..eu il cunosc''..... Aceste minciuni , cele cand te minti singur, sunt cele mai credibile si spun asta pentru ca pana la urma cine te cunoaste mai bine decat tine ? Tu stii sa te minti cel mai bine astfel incat sa-ti placa ... Stand de vorba cu prietenele mele observ ca majoritatea fac asa .. poate de frica de a ramane singure si a-si pierde persoana de langa ele ... poate il iubesc pe acel om intratat incat prefera sa se minta singure decat sa vada lucrurile rele si defectele celui iubit .
Este sanatos sa facem acest lucru in timpul unei relatii ? Hmm ...aici mi-e greu sa spun ca e bine sau nu .. si eu ma iluzionez uneori si ma mint singura cand vine vorba de anumite defecte ale prietenului meu .. dar mai fac un lucru ... Ma mint pe mine frumos si apoi ii reprosez si partenerului ce ma deranjeaza ... dar el spune :''da o sa fac '' sau ''o sa incerc sa fac'' ..dupa care nu face si eu iar ma mint frumos ... Parca m-am saturat de lucrul asta ... m-am saturat sa ma mint singura ... Asta inseamna ca ar trebui sa accept ca asa e el si gata ... insa mi-e greu sa fac acest lucru pentru ca acceptand faptul ca asa e el si nu se poate schimba inseamna sa renunt la o placere a mea ..la un lucru care mie imi aduce bucurie ...si aici ajungem la sacrificiu ... merita sa te sacrifici pt cel de langa tine ?
Stiti ce e ciudat ..de obicei cer lucruri frumoase si simple ..adica nu-i cer sa dea in cap cuiva sau sa omoare , sau sa imi aduca luna de pe cer .. incerc sa il invat lucruri bune ... dar pur si simplu nu vrea sa invete .. si eu ajung iar sa-i gasesc scuze ..si iar ma mint frumos ...
Nu ar fi mai usor daca am spune adevarul si am da cartile pe fata ? Nu cred .. uneori adevarul doare mult prea tare si in general nu prea e acceptat usor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-2410633087430761852?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/2410633087430761852/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/minciunile-in-timpul-relatiei.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/2410633087430761852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/2410633087430761852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/minciunile-in-timpul-relatiei.html' title='Minciunile in timpul relatiei'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-4597909908451670192</id><published>2009-11-25T08:08:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:20:24.194+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relatii ..'/><title type='text'>La inceputul oricarei relatii avem tendinta de a minti ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SwzKyFAVqRI/AAAAAAAAACI/xFRnu-1cSeQ/s1600/IMG_0626.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Aseara , in timp ce ma uitam la unul din filmele pe care le urmaresc , nu e telenovela, am vazut o replica plina de profunzime .. dupa parerea mea : '' La inceputul oricarei relatii tindem sa mintim'' .. Chiar daca sunt minciuni mici si inocente, spuse sa dam mai bine in ochii celui de langa noi . Sunt curioasa cati dintre noi au inceput relatiile in acest mod ? E bine sa mintim tinand cont ca ascundem ceea ce suntem si cel de langa noi se poate indragosti de o iluzie ?Cert este ca mai devreme sau mai tarziu minciunile ies la suprafata insa atunci poate e indragostit deja de tine si nu-i mai pasa sau exista si varianta in care se desparte de tine tocmai pentru ca descopera ca de fapt nu esti ceea ce ai spus ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cat de sanatos este sa incepem o relatie mintind , fie ele si minciuni inocente?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu cred ca nu e prea sanatos .. pana la urma trebuie sa mergem pe idea ca cel mai sanatos pt noi si pt o eventuala relatie este sa spunem adevarul si cine ne place trebuie sa ne placa asa cum suntem , cu bune si cu rele...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unii imi vor spune ca poate uneori e bine sa minti putin , mai ales atunci cand ti s-au aprins calcaiele dupa cineva si cand iti pune o intrebare la care simti ca dai prost spunand adevarul spui o mica minciunica .. apoi te faci ca ploua ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu raman la parerea mea naiva .. intotdeauna adevarul ..si daca nu-i convine .. mai are balata peste ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-4597909908451670192?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4597909908451670192/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/relatii.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/4597909908451670192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/4597909908451670192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/relatii.html' title='La inceputul oricarei relatii avem tendinta de a minti ..'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-447776900879793144</id><published>2009-11-17T08:36:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:20:39.381+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D&apos;ale Bucurestiului'/><title type='text'>D'ale Bucurestiului</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SwJFjQhf3rI/AAAAAAAAACA/FhedVsHSpTs/s1600/mosilor_S.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17.11.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Astazi orasul a mirosit a naftalina ... Metrorexul e in greva si toti si-au scos masinile de la naftalina si au pornit la drum ... vai de noi !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18.11.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : O noua zi de greva , un oras blocat si pe toate strazile se merge bara la bara ... In toata aceasta nebunie ghiciti ce mai lipsea ... va spun eu ..o masina care spala strada .. mergand cu 10 la ora si ocupand una din cele 2 benzi inguste de la Strandul Crangasi ... este tipic romanesc ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.11.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ceata ...ciori ... asta e ce am vazut in drum spre munca ....o zi urata de toamna ... dureros de mohorata.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.11.2009 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Din nou ceata .. astazi parca toti soferii au mers cu incetinitorul ..incredibil .. in aceasta dimineata am vazut 2 tipuri de soferi : cei care merg atat atat de incet - 20 la ora si cei care schimba benzi in nestire fara semnal exact cadn esti in dreptul lor obligandu-te efectiv sa franezi .. chiar m-am propus ca intr-o zi sa nu franez ... am asiguraremai nou .. nu dau cu semnal sa vezi ca vor sa schimbe banda dar in schimb se asteapta sa-i lasi .. eu nu am lasat si mi-am primit apostrofari in oglkinda ..respectiv o serie de flashuri care ma certau pt faptul ca nu am gandit eu ca el vrea sa schimbe banda si eu trebuia sa ma opresc sa-i fac loc .. ce nesimtire pe mine ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.11.2009:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; zile pline de soare .. pacat ca au fost alegerile , au stricat atmosfera frumoasa a zilelor insorite :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.11.2009:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Inca o zi in paradis ...paradisul cretinilor :).... Intersectie Brabu Vacarescu cu Pipera .. merg normal pe drum cu prioritate ..in fata mea o duba face la dreapta , astept cuminte sa ia virajul si accelerez ...de pe straduta cu sens unic pe care tocmai a intrat dubita iese unul cu un Cielo fix in fata mea .. venea pe interzis .. franez brusc .. noroc cu reflexele de la handbal ... foarte suparat incepe sa ma injure .. ma gandeam daca totul e real .. tot el vinovat si tot el ma injura .. ma gandesc cum de mi se intampla mie mereu si ma mai gandesc la permisele din Arges ....Ce mod trist de a-ti incepe ziua ..&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/833401420471225844-447776900879793144?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/447776900879793144/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/dale-bucurestiului.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/447776900879793144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/447776900879793144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/dale-bucurestiului.html' title='D&apos;ale Bucurestiului'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-5721782276422684245</id><published>2009-11-16T08:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:20:49.230+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><title type='text'>2012- the movie :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SwD0iyfcR8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/1v3dARN6dx4/s1600/univers.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Buna dimineata ,

Weekendul asta am avut un weekend plin .. am fost destul de ocupata cu diverse drumuri si pot spune ca imi pare rau ca a trecut déjà acest weekend , parca mi-as dori sa inceapa acum J Singurul lucru de care nu imi pare rau este ca am fost la film si am vizionat minunatul si atat laudatul film ‘’2012’’. Este un film bun , multe efecte speciale si uneori faze trase de par prea mult insa … Am vazut inca o data ca un tata iubitor poate devein superman in cazul in care copii sai sunt in pericol .. asta imi provoaca asa un pic de siguranta ca totusi posibil sa scapi sfarsitului de lume ... Aseara am stat si m-am uitat pe National Geographic si am vazut un documentar foarte frumos despre planete si Univers ... Dupa aceste 2 zile si vizonarile facute am tras cateva concluzii : Suntem atat de mici si neinsemnati si te sochezi sa vezi cat de ‘’paduchi ;; suntem in comparatie cu ceea ce reprezinta lumea in care traim . Ma incearca asa un sentiment de admiratie fata de acest Univers din care facem parte .. totul e spectaculos , de fapt fiecare secunda este atat de spectaculoasa in felul ei incat incep sa regret ca trece atat de repede ... Nu am innebunit... serios , asta simt .. Cu toate ca suntem atat de neinsemnati unii dintre noi au tendinta de a se crede cei mai tari ...adica genul ‘’Frate cine sunt eu ..’’... cine esti omule ... un paduche a carei viata este total neinsemnata si poate fi luata intr-o milisecunda ..Aceste film iti cam arata asta si de asemenea iti arata cat de necinstita e viata pt cei saraci ...daca il vedeti veti vedea ce zic asta ...
Experienta acestui weekend m-a facut sa-mi pun cateva intrebari legate de ce as face daca ar veni sfarsitul lumii ... acum am 3 variante de raspuns:
1. As ramane in Romania si i-as sfatui si pe altii sa o faca pt ca suntem cu 20 de ani in urma fata de ceilalti ... JJ
2. Optimista fiind din fire si putin naiva tind sa cred ca soarat a decis sa vina sfarsitul lumii dupa ce o sa fac eu 90 de ani ,parca nu cred ca vine acum .. tind sa sper ca voi avea copii si familie si nepoti ..
3. Daca o fi sa vina ...hmmm .. pey uitandu-ma la film as spune ca mi-as cumpara o bucata de pamant in Africa inca de acum si as incepe sa-mi fac o casa acoloJ Nu stiu ce as face ..serios ..de fapt ajung la acelasi sfat care il tot zic de ceva timp .. as trai mai mult si mai intens fiecare clipa .

Voi ce ati face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-5721782276422684245?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/5721782276422684245/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/5721782276422684245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/5721782276422684245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012-movie.html' title='2012- the movie :)'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-4772331596830454487</id><published>2009-11-10T08:13:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T08:35:35.280+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='De marti dimineata'/><title type='text'>Vesti rele ..dar ganduri pozitive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SvkJgVATSOI/AAAAAAAAABw/jMsnEKAcidE/s1600-h/IMG_2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buna dimineata Romania !
The land of choice …
Oau .. ce sa spun...am avut o saptamana grea ..prea grea .. incarcata emotional si foarte trista .. Din nefericire / fericire (am sa spun de ce scriu asa) lucrez la una din companiile multinationale care acum 1 sapt si-a anuntat cei 170 de angajati ca operatiunile din Romania vor fi inchise... nu judec ..nu comentez mult pe acest aspect ..pentru ca in sinea mea le dau dreptate deoarece oamenii nu au vreun hobby ciudat de a investi bani in ceva din care nu scot profit de vreo x ani in coace ...chiar ar fi un hobby ciudat sa aci asta .. Any way ... ma simt nefericita pentru ca 5 ani de munca si stres si oboseala se duc pe apa sambetei si in acelasi timp ma simt fericita pt ca am avut parte de multe experiente noi . inedite si m-am format profesional ... e primul job serios in care am investit mult ... Am muncit cu sufletul si nu cu capul ..Imi spunea o data un fost coleg .. acum muncesti cu sufletul ..cand vei avea o familie vei incepe sa muncesti cu capul .. Se referea la partea financiara bineinteles ...Eu am muncit cu sufletul si m-am atasat foarte tare de colegii mei.. Cand i-am vazut sapt trecuta pe toti la un loc am simtit ca mi se taie aerul .. nu credeam sa investesc atat de multe sentimente insa am facut-o ...Nu imi este usor ..nici mie si nici tuturor din jurul meu insa ne-am propus sa ne mintim frumos si sa spunem ca vom tine legatura indiferent pe unde apucam in viata asta .. Eu stiu ca nu va fi asa , sau poate doar cu 5 % din ei pentru ca asta e viata . Vom incepe un alt job si vom pune suflet si acolo si nu vom mai avea timp de nimic. Incerc sa pun in balanta lucrurile bune si lucrurile rele dar inca nu pot , poate inca nu am digerat bine vestile ..inca nu am avut timp sa le procesez .. tot ce s-a intamplat sapt trecuta mi se pare a fi un vis ..un filmulet pe care nu-l pot edita si nu-l pot pune cap la cap ... am franturi de momente ... Cu toate astea sunt impacata , sunt tanara , sunt berbeaca , sunt un om f muncitor si inteligent ... am multe atu-uri si nu-mi fac griji pentru mine ... Am forta sa merg mai departe ... asta pt ca am atatea lucruri care sunt in favoarea mea ..
Va pup si va doresc o saptamana usoara !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-4772331596830454487?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4772331596830454487/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/vesti-rele-dar-ganduri-pozitive.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/4772331596830454487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/4772331596830454487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/vesti-rele-dar-ganduri-pozitive.html' title='Vesti rele ..dar ganduri pozitive'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-295422146888995197</id><published>2009-11-02T15:57:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:21:08.206+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='De suflet'/><title type='text'>De ce sunt fericita si binecuvantata ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/Su7nMR7iEsI/AAAAAAAAABg/pV54NtXDMtc/s1600-h/IMG_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Cand am vazut aceasta provocare mi-am zis sa incerc si eu sa scriu de ce ma simt binecuvantata in fiecare zi pentru ca de multe ori jucand acest ‘’rol’’ al vietii uitam lucrurile marunte care ne bucura viata zi de zi . De ce spun asta ? Pentru ca ne prindem in acest joc al serviciului si al banilor , in acea lupta de supravietuire si uitam de lucrurile care intradevar ne binecuvanteaza viata fara a avea castiguri materiale .

Si eu sunt un om ca oricare , zilnic incerc sa supravituiesc celor 12 ore de munca si uneori uit ce inseamna viata in esenta ei .

In primul rand sunt binecuvantata ca exist , viata nu e cinstita dar macar suntem binecuvantati ca existam si pentru asta trebuie sa multumim zi de zi .
Sunt binecuvantata in fiecare zi pentru ca sunt sanatoasa , fata de altii care duc o lupta continua pentru a mai trai .
Sunt binecuvantata pentru ca in fiecare zi ma trezesc si ma culc langa omul pe care-l iubesc si care ma iubeste .
Sunt binecuvantata in fiecare zi pentru ca am un servici spre care pornesc si unde sa muncesc.
Sunt binecuvantata in fiecare zi pentru ca am o familie care ma sprijina si ma iubeste asa cum sunt .
Sunt binecuvantata in fiecare zi pentru ca am prieteni care imi sunt aproape la bucurie si necaz .
Sunt binecuvantata in fiecare zi pentru ca imi petrec timpul facand ceea ce mi-am dorit sa fac inca de mica cand visam cu ochii deschisi .
Sunt binecuvantata in fiecare zi pentru ca sunt tanara si ma gandesc cu bucurie in suflet la cat timp mai am sa invat si sa traiesc lucrurile mentionate mai sus .

Cat de multe lucruri se petrec in fiecare zi .. poate cu aceasta ocazie voi invata sa incep fiecare zi amintindu-mi de lucrurile acestea atat de importante ... Sunt sigura ca timpul imi va aduce si alte bucurii , respectiv un copil , o familie si atunci voi fi si mai binecuvantata .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-295422146888995197?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/295422146888995197/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/de-ce-sunt-fericita-si-binecuvantata.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/295422146888995197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/295422146888995197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/de-ce-sunt-fericita-si-binecuvantata.html' title='De ce sunt fericita si binecuvantata ...'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-9066201947417411735</id><published>2009-11-02T08:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:35:08.357+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='De luni dimineata'/><title type='text'>De luni ...</title><content type='html'>In ultimul timp m-am simtit mai impacata cu mine insumi J..poate parea stupid insa asa este …am gasit o liniste frumoasa care imi place si care ma ajuta sa trec mai bine peste fiecare zi … Usor usor am decis sa incep sa ma ambitionez si sa incep diverse proiecte .. proiecte menite sa ma fac sa gust din nou micile bucurii ale vietii ...
Probabail unul din cele mai mari defecte/calitati pe care le am e increderea pe care o ofer celor din jur … daca imi esti prieten atunci  iti acord increderea mea si lupt sa te ajut asa cum pot mai bine .imi place sa-mi ajut prietenii ..Trist este cand vezi indiferenta ... ok ..nu cer sa-mi fie cineva recunoscator ..dar macar nu fi indiferent ...
Cu toate acestea eu voi continua sa ajut ..poate imi pierd increderea insa asta nu ma va face sa-i fac rau unui om ..nu din contra ...voi face opusul ..voi ajuta ... asa e frumos si asa va sfatuiesc si pe voi sa faceti ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-9066201947417411735?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/9066201947417411735/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/de-luni.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/9066201947417411735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/9066201947417411735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/de-luni.html' title='De luni ...'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-2464537644168879782</id><published>2009-10-29T08:28:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:21:26.359+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O frumoasa dimineata de toamna'/><title type='text'>O frumoasa dimineata de toamna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/Suk6fEDEVUI/AAAAAAAAABY/0TgBQftT8P0/s1600-h/IMG_0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Buna dimineata !&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Azi m-am trezit bine ...desi un pic in intarziere :)... Asteptand-o pe colegutza mea sa coboare din bloc sa o iau la servici mi-am delectat privirea si simturile cu peisajul frumos din jur ... O multime de frunze de toate culorile, formele si marimile se intindea pe jos ... acoperea mizeria ... era o imagine frumoasa ...un spectacol de culori pe care toamna ni-l ofera ... Eram asa de entuziasmata incat am deschis si geamul sa simt aerul de toamna ... Tot azi mi-am adus aminte cu placere de un micutz magazin in care mergeam la cumparaturi cand eram mica .Era un magazin facut intr-o casa veche de la coltul starzii , la Nea' Sandu ... parca si acum imi amintesc podelele de lemn ude si maturate de praf ..zecile de produse care stateau pe rafturi ... ce mai imi placea sa ma trimita mama la Nea Sandu .. mereu ma alegeam cu cate ceva .. si apoi peste strada la o aruncatura de bat era un dozator de TEC si unul de inghetata ... Cata bucurie imi aduce in suflet acel dozator de TEC de unde beam sucuri de kiwi , ananas sau cola :) .. Inghetata la cornet ..iarasi o fitza pe vremea acea :) O alta vizita pe care o faceam era la sifoane ... ce ne mai placea sifonul ...amiamintesc cum pe furis sa nu ma vada mama mergeam la sticla de sifon si beam direct din ea ..era un sport extrem pt ca iti venea tot acidul pe teava mica de aluminiu :):):)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Sa ne amintim si de mersul la paine:)... portia noastra era de o paine jumate .. care era treaba cu jumatatea aia ..niciodata nu am inteles fenomenul .. oricum era haios si ma bucuram nespus de mult cand abea imi taia atunci painea pe jumatate si nu prindeam una taiata de mult timp ... Cu painea o data venea si gustosul strudel care se gasea la paine:)..sau cozonacul lucios care avea o patura de zahar pe el ..si micutul chec cu cacao ... Sa va mai amintesc ?! Cozile la lapte cand cumparam lapte si un pachet de unt sau o inghetata gustoasa la vafa :)...Cea mai tare era faza cu gainile si cocosii ... cumparau ai mei cate o gaina sau un cocos de la piata ...nici o problema aici doar ca erau vii .. de multe ori ajungand seara tarziu acasa nu aveau timp sa-l mai taie ..si lasau biata vietate in baie .. si cand se punea cocosul nostru pe un cantat pe la 5 dimineata ... Mi-o amintesc mereu pe mama cum se trezea bulversata si nervoasa si bodoganea bietul animal si ii dadea replik:''Mai bine te taiam aseara !'' sau ''Taci ca te omor!'':):):)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Cati dintre voi nu s-au regasit in lcururile astea simple si frumoase ... &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Acum ma duc la supermarket unde nu-mi mai zambeste nimeni si nu ma sfatuieste nimeni asa cum facea Nea Sandu :'' Ai grija de rest sa nu-l pierzi ''....&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Se pare ca am devenit un pic nostalgica o data cu venirea toamnei .. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;P.S : Mi-am propus sa merg in parc in weekendul acesta sa face cateva poze .. sper sa am vreme buna !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-2464537644168879782?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/2464537644168879782/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-frumoasa-dimineata-de-toamna.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/2464537644168879782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/2464537644168879782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-frumoasa-dimineata-de-toamna.html' title='O frumoasa dimineata de toamna'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-5282631549503253894</id><published>2009-10-28T09:27:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:22:00.295+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><title type='text'>''Fata, ce te-ai ingrasat !''</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SufzOqLfIII/AAAAAAAAABQ/fzU-MsKxE2Q/s1600-h/DSCN6948.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;‘’Fata , te-ai ingrasat …’’

Weekendul acesta am fost la nunta uneia din cele mai bune prietene din copilarie .. Inca de un an de zile a inceput pregatirile pentru aceasta zi care se doreste a fi frumoasa si speciala ... Toata munca de un an de zile s-a concretizat intr-o nunta frumoasa ... mireasa imi tot spunea insa ca ii pare rau ca tine doar o seara si ca se termina ...
M-am intalnit cu multi prieteni si unii dintrei ei nu m-au vazut de mult ... si m-au salutat ..m-au pupat si mi-au dat-o pe aia ‘’ Fata , ce te-ai ingrasat !’’ ... desi si persoana care vorbea era la fel de grasuta , chiar mai grasuta ca mine ... Ma gandeam la chestia asta ..chiar e atat de important sa vorbesti asta cu un om pe care nu l-ai vazut de ani de zile .. asta e prima impresie care o ai despre el? .. Adica nu-l intrebi decat de asta si apoi incepe o conversatie bazata pe slabit , ingrasat si diete ... sfaturi utile ..
Am continuat seara primind mereu acest ‘’compliment’’ ... ca m-am ingrasat … oare toata lumea crede ca nu am oglinda acasa .. am constatat de mult lucrul asta ...ca m-am ingrasat insa mi se pare stupid si aiurea ca toata lumea sa ma atentioneze ... sa fim seriosi ..ma vad si ma cunosc nu trebuie sa-mi atraga ei atentia asupra acestui lucru .. Poate mie imi place asa mai grasuta dupa ce toata copilaria am fost un schelet fara forme .. atunci pe vremea aia imi ziceau ‘’oase la pachet’’ sau alte porecle tampite ...deci nici atunci nu erau de acord cu felul in care aratam ... cam greu sa iti multumesti prietenii ...
Am servit si eu toata seara replica : ‘’M-am ingrasat ca-mi merge bine... chiar daca e criza eu traiesc f bine ‘’....

Pana la urma cum e bine , slab sau gras?

Cred ca cel mai bine e cand TU te simti bine in pielea ta si cei din jur pot spune multe si marunte caci tu stii cum e cel mai bine pt tine ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-5282631549503253894?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/5282631549503253894/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/10/fata-ce-te-ai-ingrasat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/5282631549503253894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/5282631549503253894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/10/fata-ce-te-ai-ingrasat.html' title='&apos;&apos;Fata, ce te-ai ingrasat !&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-7946895683352483277</id><published>2009-10-20T12:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:44:27.469+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sfaturi de urmat ..poate ne fac viata mai usoara'/><title type='text'>De la oameni destepti adunate :)..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. The most important sex organ is the brain.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ''In five years, will this matter?".&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;27. Always choose life.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;28. Forgive everyone everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time, time.
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;33. Believe in miracles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.
35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.
41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. The best is yet to come.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;44. Yield.
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-7946895683352483277?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/7946895683352483277/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/10/de-la-oameni-destepti-adunate.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/7946895683352483277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/7946895683352483277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/10/de-la-oameni-destepti-adunate.html' title='De la oameni destepti adunate :)..'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-55356189480055819</id><published>2009-10-15T15:38:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:22:20.395+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viata e ca o cafea buna'/><title type='text'>Viata e ca o cafea buna ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/StcbR4hErMI/AAAAAAAAABA/TD3SJEWvogs/s1600-h/CAPUCCINO.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un grup de oameni de succes in apogeul carierei lor, toti avand joburi si pozitii de vis, masini si case au facut o vizita unui fost profesor din facultate. Discutia a alunecat treptat spre cat de stresanta si obositoare e viata zi de zi.
Profesorul i-a intrebat daca vor sa bea o cafea buna si s-a intors din bucatarie cu vas mare plin cu cafea si o multime de cesti. Unele erau din portelan fin, altele din sticla, plastic, unele aratand normal, altele foarte delicate si scumpe, unele cu insertii aurite, altele cu toarta ciobita, si i-a rugat pe fiecare sa se serveasca.
Cand toti aveau cate o ceasca de cafea in mana profesorul le-a zis : Daca ati observat fiecare dintre voi a pus cafea in cate o ceasca scumpa si fina lasand cestile simple si ieftine goale pe masa. E normal sa vreti ceea ce e mai bun in viata, dar tocmai asta e sursa problemelor si a stresului pe care il aveti zi de zi.
Nu conteaza ce ceasca ai ales, cafeaua are acelasi gust. Ceasca nu adauga nici o calitate cafelei. In cele mai multe cazuri o face doar sa fie mai scumpa sau in alte cazuri nu putem vedea ce e de fapt inauntru. Ceea ce ati vrut voi de fapt a fost cafeaua, nu ceasca si totusi inconstient ati ales cele mai scumpe si bune cesti. Si apoi ati inceput sa va uitati la ceasca celuilalt gandindu-va ca e mai frumoasa decat a voastra.
Viata e ca o cafea buna : jobul, banii, cariera, masina, casa, hainele, pozitia in societate sunt cestile. Doar ne ajuta sa ne traim viata, dar nu sunt VIATA. Hainele pe care le avem, pozitia in societate si banii nu inseamna viata.. Doar ne ajuta sa traim viata. Nu definesc ceea ce inseamna viata. Din contra majoritatea oamenilor care au mult, sunt invidiosi pe altii care au mai mult si nu reusesc sa se bucure de ceea ce au.
Cateodata concentrandu-ne doar pe ceasca, uitam sa savuram cafeaua.
Savurati cafeaua, nu cestile! cei mai fericiti oameni nu sunt cei care au cele mai multe lucruri. Cei mai feiricit oameni stiu sa se bucure cat mai mult de ceea ce au, acolo unde au, in momentul prezent. Ei fac viata sa fie frumoasa..
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&lt;strong&gt;Vii in Romania ..pentru ca noi suntem cu 100 de ani in urma fata de ceilalti !
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Si pe buna dreptate daca stai sa te gandesti la cozile lungi pe care le gasesti la orice birou plin cu functionari ... Cozi ... Va amintiti cand stateam cumintei cu 2 sticle de lapte la coada .. Nostalgica de fire azi ..probabil ma ucide mintal caldura din birou ..mi-am adus aminte de acele vremuri cand stateam la cozi .. Imi amintesc perfect acel chiosk mic de lapte de unde cumparam 2 sticle de lapte , 2 pachete de unt si o inghetata vafa .. sau chiar doua vafe pentru ca eram prinsa pe picior gresit mereu cand jucam ‘”verde stop’’ cu prietenii mei .. si atunci trebuia sa-mi platesc datoriileJ
            De neuitat sunt si cozile de la paine . paine calda de plevnei cand mergeam si cumparam 1 paine si jumatate si mereu speram sa taie atunci jumatatea ..nu sa fie una taiata de ceva timp .. cum domnule ..o piane jumate?! ..oare ce era in capul parintilor J.. al statului .. Cozile de la ulei erau cele mai frumoase si lungi .. oau ..imi amintesc cum dupa ore imi pune mama sacosa ..ma plasa la coada si pleca sa-si faca treaba .. Bucurie nespusa cand zaream cate un copil din clasa de la mine sa mai povestim una alta ..
            Imi amintesc cozile care le facem in librarii la inceputul anului cand ma duceam sa-mi cumpar manuale si alte lucruri necesare activitatilor scolare ... si bineinteles cutiile de creta pt scoala ..eram sefa clasei si trebuia sa procur creta atat de necesara ..
            Mi-am ascuns in minte aceste momente si brusc s-au declansat acum ..
            Nu era oare mintea mea de copil mai curata pt ca vedeam doar lucruri frumoase la televizor si distractia maxima de care beneficiam era in fata blocului cand jucam ‘’n’’ jocuri fara a ne plictisi niciodata de ele ...
             Acum , dupa ce ca suntem cu 100 de ani in urma mai suntem si o natie de .......................... nu-mi place sa adresez cuvinte urate ...asa ca am sa va las pe voi sa completati punctele cu ce doriti ..dupa bunul plac ..
            Ne-am prostit cu totii si la ce bun?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-3557335824790384533?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3557335824790384533/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/10/ce-faci-daca-vine-sfarsitul-lumii.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/3557335824790384533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/3557335824790384533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/10/ce-faci-daca-vine-sfarsitul-lumii.html' title='Ce faci daca vine sfarsitul lumii ??'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-1149579599434670127</id><published>2009-10-03T13:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:29:41.050+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guritza.....'/><title type='text'>Sentimente...</title><content type='html'>Nu am abordat aceasta tema pana acum si chiar am fost ''certata '' ca nu am mentionat numele unei persoane aici ... e vorba de prietenul meu Marius ...pe care il iubesc si pe care il ador ...insa cateodata ma scoate din minti ...:) Nu am sa stau sa povestestec lucruri siropoase ..poate si pentru faptul ca am trecut peste aceasta perioada a vietii mele , asta nu inseamna ca mi-am pierdut latura asta . Am trecut prin multe incercari de a avea o relatie ..mereu a zis k in sfarsit i met the right one ...dar lucrurile nu au fost nici pe deaprte asa pana l-am intalnit pe Marius...acum mi-am gasit stabilitatea si ceea ce aveam nevoie pentru a fi completa ...Cred si sper in adancul sufletului ca si Marius si-a gasit aceasta stabilitate ..desi uneori imi arata prin unele gesturi ca inca nu e convins pe deplin .. de exemplu nesiguranta asta care o afisezi dragul meu ..pt ca stiu ca citesti .. de unde nesiguranta asta care o ai cu faptul ca poate ma fura altul ... Poate e in natura omului sa simta acest lucru si oare cum pot sa combat asta ? chiar nu stiu ...mi-am cam epuizat modalitatile de a-mi dovedi loialitatea:).. Asadar ..ca sa nu mai plictisesc pe nimeni cu subiectul asta ca oricum o fac destul in rest ...TE IUBESC GURITZA ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-1149579599434670127?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1149579599434670127/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/10/sentimente.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/1149579599434670127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/1149579599434670127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/10/sentimente.html' title='Sentimente...'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-4270948368445232243</id><published>2009-09-28T20:52:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:23:07.227+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacanta'/><title type='text'>:)..amintiri de vacanta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SsD7laswKuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/EQlYeuHiqVQ/s1600-h/IMG_4789.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SsD5iZ7FxiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/AFjKGr1KX8o/s1600-h/IMG_0804-1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cat de frumos ... O minunata vacanta in Creta ..o vacanta de vis intr-un loc de poveste ...De fapt totul a fost ca un o poveste frumoasa ...un dram de noroc si acum am ramas in suflet cu o amintire f frumoasa .Clar voi recomanda agentia Christian Tour si mai clar voi recomanda si Hotel Panorama din Agia Pelagia . Eu am avut norocul de a vedea Creta linistita ..cea veche ..care iti spune o poveste ...am fost fascinata de fiecare locusor si nu regret nici o clipa faptul ca am preferat sa vad o parte linistita a insulei .. Recomand seara Cretana .. recunosc ca partea mea de moldoveanca a venit in ajutor deoarece am chiuit atat de tare si de mult incat am reusit cu brio sa-i atrag atentia patronului de taverna .. Chiar am primit felicitari pentru modul frumos in care m-am ''exprimat'' :)... doar sunt romanca .. Inca un aspect frumos al calatoriei a fost excursia in Gramnvousa ... atat la cetate-care merita vizitata si numai pentru peisajul mirific pe care-l vezi de sus- cat si in laguna superba de acolo ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-am hotarat si Grecia va ramane o destinatie si pentru anul viitor ... poate voi incerca si altceva insa m-as intoarce cu placere pentru a 3-a oara in aceasta minunata tara cu oameni minunati si locuri de poveste ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;


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Am fost nespus de fericita sa vad ca dupa cateva zile de cand mi-am facut acest blog prima persoana interesata ai fost tu .. Am sa-ti spun si de ce ... pt ca te urmaresc de ceva timp si iti urmaresc povestea ... Nu ..nu vreau sa vorbim de cele grele si rele prin ce treci vreau doar sa-ti spun ca m-ai schimbat ... in lumea asta nebuna a problemelor zilnice si atat de banale prin care trec tu m-ai facut sa vad dincolo de toate si sa apreciez si pentru cateva momente calitatea vietii pe care o am si care pana acum nu imi mai placea ...Mi-am dat seama de foarte multe lucruri si mi-am dat seama ca eu am uitat sa fiu o luptatoare ... m-am pierdut undeva in acest ''decor'' in care imi joc in fiecare zi rolul .. Acum lupt si eu sa ma regasesc si sa incep sa imi fac bine ca sa pot trai cu adevarat aceasta viata nu sa fiu un simplu actor ...intotdeauna am spus ca daca speri si iti doresti cu ardoare totul va fi bine .. insa din cand in cand uitam sa luptam sa ne fie bine ... ne plangem si ne asteptam sa vina totul de la sine .. Mi-am propus ca incepand de maine sa fiu un nou om .. unul care va retrai bucuria de a desena si de a se plimba .. Multi dintre noi acum suntem in ''coma'' ...ducem o viata trista ghidata de lucruri superficiale ...de dorinta de a face bani ....pana ajungem intr-o zi sa ne lovim cu capul si apoi ne dam seama cati ani pretiosi am pierdut traind o viata de robotel ... cat de mult imi doresc sa traiesc iarasi cei 5 ani care au trecut de cand m-am angajat ..probabil as fi facut altcumva ..nu as fi uitat sa traiesc ..nu as fi intrat in ''coma'' ..nu as fi lasat sa dispara zambetul de pe fata mea sau sa fie asa de rar ... Draga mea Cristina , tu in schimb stiu ca vei ''renaste'' .. si poate intr-o zi o sa  bem un suc impreuna ..aici in Bucuresti .. pe o banca in Herastrau ..nu departe de locul in care ti-am zarit prima oara chipul pe un panou electronic  si mi-a starnit interesul ... Mult mult curaj si multa putere  !!
Cu drag si mult respect !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-2232530741042762797?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/2232530741042762797/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/buna-cristina-dinu.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/2232530741042762797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/2232530741042762797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/buna-cristina-dinu.html' title='Buna Cristina Dinu !!'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-5533395383605004588</id><published>2009-09-25T20:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:46:53.170+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><title type='text'>Ganduri de vineri seara ...</title><content type='html'>Ce depresiva...de mine e vorba acum :)...glumesc .. citeam mai devreme ce am scris azi de dimineata si mi-am dat verdictul ..any way ..fuck this :)... Mi-am amintit de minunata vacanta de 7 zile din Grecia ..si parca mi-a mai venit zambetul pe buze usor usor ...Film 3 D ...asta e programul de seara asta ... neinteresant ...am zis pas ..
Mi-am pus un pahar de vin si mai citesc una alta pe net ....ma dor pre atare picioarele dupa traficul din seara asta ... lenevesc ..beau un phar de vin si bag un film bun , eventual ma misc un pic in pat ...mai dau cu paharul de vin pe la nas ..o pun pe mama sa ma stropeasca pe fata daca e un film cu ploaie si o sa-l simt 5 D ..la mine in pat acasa :D:D... fara a avea placerea de a iesi la mall sa fiu inconjurata de ''tunate'' si  cocoseii lor:)...iti dai seama ce am facut ..am zis pas unei nopti petrecute in mall alaturi de Emo si tunate+cocosei asortati ....Am chef de un bowling ...de vreo jumate de an tot zic ...dar nu e nimeni sa ma asculte ...nu mai conteaza ...
In intersectie la Ciurel azi de dimineata ...aglomeratie ...nebunie .... printre masini zaresc una bucata politista de 1.50 maxim(parca trebuia sa ai peste 1.75 sa intri la Politie) ... cu o ditamai casca pe cap ...zic ..hopa ...prima femeie politist -motociclist pe care o vad ... cand ma uit mai bine ..parcat pe dreapta era scuterul ... era mai mare casca decat scuterul ..baga saraca din mana ...da a uitat sa se opreasca si ne tot trimitea spre ditamai coada ... se facuse o coada de incepea la semafor la Crangasi si se termina la Ciurel ..da ea ne zicea sa-i dam bine inainte ...trist .....
Am citit una geniale azi si merita impartita cu si altii , poate se recunosc sau poate cunosc persoane de genul :
Femei de cariera  Odata, la serviciu, am dat de o colega nervoasa la toaleta. Iesise din cabina, isi netezea fusta si bombanea: "Stii bancu' ala cu Itic?". N-am stiut daca vorbeste cu mine, asa ca am mormait incert, in asa fel incit, la o adica, sa reiasa ca eu de fapt cintam. A continuat si m-a scapat astfel de propria-mi mutra buimaca: "Cica se ruga Itic toata ziua la Dumnezeu: da, Doamne, sa cistig la loterie! Ajuta-ma, Doamne, sa cistig la loterie, hai, Doamne, zau, de ce nu ma ajuti si pe mine sa cistig la loterie?! La un moment dat, Dumnezeu, agasat de atita vaicareala, se repede la el: ma, Itic, pe cuvint ca te-am auzit si m-am straduit din rasputeri, dar te rog frumos, ajuta-ma si tu putin: joaca la loterie!"...  Am hahait cu ea un pic, dar asteptam legatura dintre banc si motivul reuniunii noastre private. A continuat: "Asa si eu, draga: tocmai am facut acum un test de sarcina care, normal, mi-a iesit negativ. Am plins ca proasta, cu fundul pe colac, fiindca ma screm de vreo patru ani sa ramin gravida si degeaba! Dupa aia insa, brusc, mi-a bubuit mintea ca de la ciclul trecut n-am mai facut sex, de fapt! Ca eu cu barbata-miu nu ne intilnim decit 8 minute pe zi, dimineata. Si, desi el n-are nevoie decit de patru minute pentru un act sexual, eu tocmai atunci nu pot, fiindca imi fac parul cu drotul, pantofii cu crema si botul cu ruj."  Verifica-ti agenda, am putea sa ne vedem azi la 1.45 sa luam lunch-ul si sa facem un copil?  Ma uitam la ea cu ceva ce fusese pina de curind admiratie, dar deja nu mai eram sigura: femeie de cariera, obsedata de promovare, leafa, autoritate si performanta. Vorbea jumate-n engleza, jumate-n romana, cum se poarta acum, era toata numai taioare, promousan, targhet, auaernes, marchet, pablic-rileisans, plening, risarci, fidbac. Dama spirt, cu parul prins ca madam Ecaterina Andronescu-Abramburica, era deci colega-cea-fara-de-cusur, carierista care se temea doar de bomba atomica si de barbatii care cred  ca femeile sint inferioare.  Avea un sot manager, care-si facea al doilea doctorat si chelise prematur din cauza studiului napraznic si ambitiei de a fi sef. Aveau bani, lucrau in multinationale, umblau numai cu nara pe sus, trosnea mindria-n ei. Dar n-aveau copii... Asta lipsea din tabloul perfect.  Cind au implinit 30 de ani au facut consiliu de familie, cu parinti si cu socri cu tot, si au decis sa aiba un baiat si o fata, neaparat in ordinea asta. Cind au implinit 34, s-ar fi bucurat sa aiba si-un pechinez, numai ca progamul lor de lucru era deja un pact cu diavolul. Ea se scula la 7 si pleca la 7.42 cu Renault-ul, el se scula la 7.34 si pleca la 8.02, cu Volkswagen-ul. Seara, ea venea la 9.10, comanda pizza, ii lasa si lui o felie rece, se culca, la 10.45 venea si el, minca uscatura. Apoi se strecura in pat linga ea, dar n-o trezea niciodata pentru sex, fiindca el trisa, seara nu facea dus, nu mai avea timp. Facea doar dimineata.  Ea vazuse-n filme cum femeile de cariera isi faceau test de sarcina la WC-ul firmei, deoarece acasa nu mai aveau timp. Ceea ce uita ea de fiecare data era ca numai din ovulul ei nu se putea isca nici un fat, mai trebuia si ceva de le el, parca. Dar el avea de invatat ca s-ajunga docent, ea avea de ajuns cea mai sefa si de cistigat bani. Copiii nu apareau, iar cuscrii faceau deja consilii numai intre ei, hotarau ceva, insa rezolutia raminea nerostita, telefonul tinerilor suna degeaba, iar la celulare nu raspundeau, erau in miting.  Pe ea, ovulatia o prindea numai in brainstormingul pentru campania de relansare a brandului. Iar el tot nu stia ce e aceea ovulatie, desi pe vremuri, cind erau studenti si obisnuiau sa mai si traiasca, ea ii desenase doua ovare si niste puncte pe care le inghesuiau alte puncte, cu coada.  Femeile s-au opintit citeva secole sa ajunga egale cu barbatii, iar acum nu mai stiu cum sa scape de acest groaznic privilegiu. Muncim ca niste timpite, ii multumim patronului ca ne da sansa extraordinara de a lucra si-n weekend, ca sa ne afirmam si sa ne tinem de deadline. Sefii pleaca de vineri la prinz si-i mai vezi luni dupa-masa, cind se deseapta din mahmureli de cinci stele.  Timp in care ai deosebita onoare de a le tine locul, ca de-aia ai dat atit din coate si-ai facut ulcer de cind maninci numai kebab in chifla, la serviciu, ca sa ajungi femeie de nadejde. Firma te-a rasplatit cu doua dioptrii suplimentare, dar miopia asta e semnul triumfului tau personal.  Noaptea visezi color Acrobat Reader, Outlook si Power Point, cosmarul ti-e impicatit de guguloaie de foldere galbene pe care scrie "urgent", "campanie", "scheme", "rapoarte". In somn, butonul Delete nu merge, nu scapi de patratici si te trezesti tipind. Nu pentru ca te innebunesc folderele, ci pentru ca e deja 7.30 si la 8 trebuie sa fii la firma si-ai dormit strimb si-ti sta bretonul ca o bidinea.  Scuza-ma, te las putin pe fir, ca ma cere unul de nevasta...  Munca e buna numai cind ti-aduce un franc cinstit in buzunar si, mai ales, iti da si ragazul sa-l cheltuiesti. Sistemul suedez prevede ca trebuie sa ametesti muncind cinci zile pe saptamina si sa ametesti in bar doua zile pe saptamina.. Asta e raportul minim rezonabil.  Carierismul e plasmuirea bolnava a unor filme imbecile de la Hollywood , care insinueaza ca o femeie poate face orice, daca vrea ea: ajunge imediat director executiv, naste trei pui vii pe care ii hraneste cu lapte praf, sotul o iubeste lesinant, desi o vede cam sase ore pe saptamina (sau poate tocmai de-aia), iar el, desi e neurochirurg sef la Memorial Hospital, nu e stresat deloc, face mincare la copii, spala vase si-o asteapta pe ea cu masina  la firma, seara. Pardon, noaptea. Nu se stie cind opereaza el pe creier si mai face si lectii cu aia micii, dar ea, nevasta, are de predat patru rapoarte zilnic, de zbierat la trei brokeri si de convins opt clienti sa investeasca.  Femeile care au vazut-o pe Diane Keaton in "Baby Boom" se lasa drogate de gindul inept al unui perpetuum mobile. Au senzatia ca se poate orice. Ca sotul, copilul, ciobanescul german si siameza asteapta oricit, ei latra la unison cu mindrie ca au o directoare in familie.  Cind ambii soti muncesc deopotriva, ajungi sa le intelegi masochismul, pina la urma. Pericolul dospeste abia cind femeia de cariera are acasa un inginer care scapa la 4.00 de la uzina, apoi vrea mincare cu sos, maiouri cit de cit curate si putin sex. Muncind ca o disperata ca sa nu cumva sa fie promovata alta in locul ei, la o adica, femeia se inscrie deja la divortul part-time si faciliteaza hirjoana extraconjugala a barbatului constrins de hormoni.  Cind constati ca fetita ta ii spune "mama" soacra-tii (care nici nu te-a vrut de nora, fiindca nu pareai gospodina si uite ca stia ea ce stia) si biziie ca pe bona o iubeste cel mai mult de pe lume, e cam tirziu sa-ti dai demisia. Copilul nu intelege ca tu crapi muncind ca sa aiba el garsoniera-n Bucuresti cind termina liceul (daca l-o termina, ca tu n-ai timp sa-i verifici lectiile). Copilul vrea sa stai linga el, calda, pufoasa, atenta, sa simta dragostea ca pe o perna de plus. Dar tu, care-ai raspuns la celular si-n clipa cind te cerea ala de nevasta, si i-ai spus lui "da", acoperind o secunda telefonul cu palma , apoi te-ai scuzat din gene si ai continuat sa vorbesti cu seful de sectie la telefon, nu prea intelegi cum vine chestia asta cu renuntatul la cariera de dragul familiei.  Mircea, fa-te ca traiesti!  Apropo, cind ti-ai inchis ultima data telefonul, ca sa vezi un film fara sa te deranjeze nimeni? Nu e cazul, ca pe vremea cind ai vazut tu ultimul film inca nu se inventasera telefoanele cu On si Off, erau numai fixe cu roata si fir cirliontat. Vasazica: ultimul film vazut a fost un documentar despre bursa din Tokyo , ultima carte citita a fost "Notiuni de introducere in cibernetica", ultima iesire in natura a fost pe ierbuta de la Romexpo, cind ti-a venit delegatia din Danemarca, ultima data cind ai gasit alimentara deschisa in drum spre casa inca se gasea nechezol, la taclale cu prietenele stai numai prin mesaje pe robot si odata i-ai facut uneia o confesiune prin fax, inca ii cumperi copilului haine cu doua masuri mai mici, fiindca atit purta cind te-ai angajat, ultima data cind ai fi vrut sa faci sex aveai ciclu, iar ultima data cind ai facut sex te-ai inhibat, fiindca uitasesi sa-i spui ceva contabilei.  Nu i-ai mai spus barbatului din viata ta "te iubesc" de-o vesnicie, nici n-ai avea cum, ar suna ca dracu', ar trebui sa i-o suieri in timp ce-ti tai pielita de la unghii, imediat dupa ce-l ameninti sa nu cumva sa uite sa-ti cumpere tampoane cu aripioare si adeziv, ca-ti vine sigur diseara sau miine.  Am chiulit si-am sa chiulesc cu voluptate de la munca, intotdeauna. Chiuleste si tu, salveaza-ti viata, femeie! Atit cit se poate. Ia bunul simt, in doze homeopatice. Sa stii numai tu.  Cele mai frumoase petice de viata le-am capatat fugind de raspundere. Cea mai buna bere pe care am baut-o in viata mea n-a fost la Praga, ca lumea buna, ci in Herastrau, cind o taiasem de la sedinta de redactie, lasind vorba ca mi s-a spart teava de calorifer si m-au chemat vecinii sa string apa.  Mi-a ramas in cap (si mie, ca atitor altora) gafa de la TVR, de la Revolutie, cind habar n-aveau ca intrasera deja in direct, si cineva i-a zis lui Dinescu: "Mircea, fa-te ca lucrezi!". Si Mircea a ascultat. Si a ajuns departe. Pina cind vom pricepe omeneste tilcul acestui indemn vital, vom continua sa ne prefacem ca traim.     ...


o seara buna !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-5533395383605004588?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/5533395383605004588/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/ganduri-de-vineri-seara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/5533395383605004588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/5533395383605004588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/ganduri-de-vineri-seara.html' title='Ganduri de vineri seara ...'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-8375811154605779638</id><published>2009-09-25T10:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:59:38.903+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><title type='text'>Ganduri de vineri ...</title><content type='html'>De cateva zile sunt putin cu capul in nori ..in ganduri ..ma tot gandesc la toate si la toti .. mai putin la mine :) ...Probabil imi este mai usor sa analizez problemele altora decat sa le analizez pe ale mele , cred ca m-as intrista prea tare daca mi-as lua iarasi viata la periat si as constata ca am devenita atat de ''inactiva'' in viata personala incat nu reusesc sa mai fac lucruri pe care mi le propun pe plan personal ... Stresul cauzat de cele 12 ore de lucru si 3 ore petrecute in trafic zilnic m-a facut sa devin alt om .. De la o viata activa de sportiva am ajuns sa fiu o ''leguma'' a vietii sociale ...De ce zic asta .. pey sa explic in cateva cuvinte ... Dupa ce plec de la ora 06.20 de acasa in fiecare dimineata si petrec o zi intreaga intr-un scaun de birou ..ajung seara acasa la ora 19.30-20.00 si nu mai vreau sa fac nimic ..doar sa zac ... Asta nu se datoreaza unui efort fizic mare depus in timpul zilei ci unui efort psihic ..un blocaj mental cauzat de stresul din timpul zilei .. Seara nu vreau decat sa stau in pat ..Si desi am ajuns sa mananc o singura masa in zi atunci cand ajunf acasa ...am inceput sa prind usor usor din ce in ce mai multe kg pe mine ... In fiecare zi imi propun sa fac ceva ..sa zic ..gata ..STOP ..de maine incep o viata mai activa ...dar ma mint frumos ..pt ca seara ajung acasa cu o mie de ganduri si de draci din trafic si vreau doar sa zac ... sa zac ca o leguma ....Nu-mi place ce am devenit ... cum poti la 26 de ani sa spui asa ceva .. iarasi ma gandesc la cat de robotel al muncii am devenit ...Va dati seama ca uneori nici nu mai suport sa desenez ... un hobby care alta data imi placea .. acum insa nu ma pot misca din pat sa merg la birou sa fac asta ...
Stand in pat incep sa ma uit la TV ...acolo ..aceleasi pitipoance si aceiasi cocosei de Dorobanti ..Nimic interesant pe rpogramele romanesti ... un Otv reinoit care acorda premii de mare valoare in fiecare sapt si se lauda cum dau ei case la romani ..si de fapt romanii de trimit sms-uri platesc singuri casele ...ma duc mereu pe Discovery sau prefer sa ma uit si la niste animalute simpatice pe Animal Planet .. sunt mult mai interesante ..

Cu bucurie k inchei aceasta saptamana ...tinand cont ca inca de luni am tot zis ca abea astept sa vina ziua de vineri ..va puteti imagina ce bucurie e in sufletul meu ca a venit ziua de vineri :).... asa ati crede DAR ...

Sunt trista cand ma gandesc ca peste 2 zile e luni .... asta e minunata viata a omului de rand care munceste ca sclavul doar ca sa o duca binisor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-8375811154605779638?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/8375811154605779638/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/ganduri-de-vineri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/8375811154605779638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/8375811154605779638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/ganduri-de-vineri.html' title='Ganduri de vineri ...'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-6355521221062145170</id><published>2009-09-24T15:41:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:43:25.613+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><title type='text'>Un moment ...</title><content type='html'>Ai avut vreodata momentul tau ? Acel moment in care ai fost ''rege'' sau ''regina'' ...cand tot ce iti doreai mai mult se implinea ..si simteai cu adevarat ca esti ''The King Of the World ..'' Ei bine eu l-am avut de cateva ori insa analizand acum situatia imi dau seama ca am muncit prea mult si am depus prea mult timp pentru un moment .. pt ca atat dureaza fericirea ..un moment ..dupa care revii la viata normala ... la lupta ... pentru ca intradevar viata e o lupta apriga .. cine spune altceva minte sau e un ipocrit care crede ca nu lupta ... ba luptam ..cu totii ... pentru ceva ..pentru un moment de glorie ..pt un moment de fericire ..,.,Sunt unii care au decis pentru un moment ca e bine sa riste ...asta i-a costat viata ... un moment de neatentie in care prinsi in euforia momentului si cuprinsi de adrenalina au uitat de siguranta ... Din nefericire cei doi tineri care si-au pierdut viata intr-o avalansa acum 7-8 luni de zile nu au reusit sa atinga momentul lor de glorie ...zilele acestea soarta sau ''supremul stapan '' au decis ca trupurile celor doi sa fie gasite pentru a-si gasi linistea , pentru a se intoarce langa ai lor sa-i poata plange ...Scriu aceste randuri pentru a reaminti ca uneori a face totul pentru a avea momentul tau poate duce la o tragedie .. nu uitati ca nu trebuie sa sacrificati totul in jur sau chiar pe voi insiva pentru un moment ..nu merita .. ganditi-va ca poate fi ultimul moment avut ..desi viata iti poate oferi zeci de momente de reusita ...de fericire ..de implinire ...Celor care spun ca nu au avut niciodata un asemenea moment le spun ca nu e timpul pierdut ... din contra...vor veni multe si pentru voi .. uneori chiar e mai ''delicios'' daca se lasa asteptat .. si cand va veni acel moment spuneti in gand :''I'm the king of the world ''..iti da o senzatie super ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-6355521221062145170?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/6355521221062145170/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/un-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/6355521221062145170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/6355521221062145170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/un-moment.html' title='Un moment ...'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-1158270726087531178</id><published>2009-09-24T15:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:43:42.150+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><title type='text'>Ce faci pasarica ...</title><content type='html'>Cu asta m-am intalnit pe messenger dupa luni de zile in care nu am intrat on line ... primele cuvinte pe care le vad cand intru on line sunt ..''Ce faci pasarica''.. Deci unii sunt chiar ... chiar ... nici nu stiu daca exista cuvant sa poate descrie exact natia din care fac parte ... Cu ce crezi ca esti mai interesant daca spui astfel de lucruri ...cum crezi ca vei avea succes la o fata cand o intrebi ''ce faci pasarica'' ...adica chiar trebuie sa fi ..''ghiolban''..am gasit un termen ..nu stiu sigur daca este in DEX insa am simtit nevoia sa-l folosesc ...Ca sa nu fiu partinitoare ..am sa spun ca sunt si destule fete care incep discutia cu '' Ce faci iubita ?'' ..sau ''Ce faci iubitu?''...Nu de mult mi-a plecat un partener de negociere de la o firma al carui furnizor sunt ...locul lui este ocupat momentan de o domnisoara , de altfel simpatica si haioasa dar care m-a dat pe spate cand mi-a servit in prima discutie serioasa pe care o aveam aceasta fraza ..''Ce faci iubita?'' , come on ...Eu tocmai imi pregtaisem fata scortoasa ..eram pregatita de negociere dura , pregatisem toate punctele si aud minunata intrebare ... Cum pot raspunde?! Eu nu pot sa-i spun iubita .. ar fi prea mult sa-i spun iubita ..adica as iesi din roul de negociator aspru pe care tocmai il pregatisem .. a fost un moment in care m-am simtit exact ca in comediile americane ... acele comedii in care pesronajul se pregateste temeinic si cand vine momentul de a se confrunta cu situatia se aude acel zgomot de banda care s-a stricat ... Ei asa o fost si momentul asta pentru mine ..pacat ca a lipsit sunetistul sa puna acel zgomot pe fundal ..Inca nu am gasit formularea cea mai buna sa-i pot raspunde ..eu ii spun un simplu buna ...dar parca mi-e frica sa nu o supar ... eu iubita nu pot sa-i spun ..poate ar trebui sa fac asa :Clienta : Ce faci iubita ?Eu : Bine, tu ce faci pasarica ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-1158270726087531178?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1158270726087531178/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/ce-faci-pasarica.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/1158270726087531178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/1158270726087531178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/ce-faci-pasarica.html' title='Ce faci pasarica ...'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-833401420471225844.post-1915376855564757234</id><published>2009-09-24T15:37:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:50:47.057+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganduri'/><title type='text'>Ca de marti dimineata ..</title><content type='html'>M-am trezit destul de bine dupa aceasta minivacanta ... In timp ce ma pregtaeam de plecare mi-au venit navala in cap cateva secvente din copilarie .. Mi-am amintit cu drag cum ma simteam atunci cand dupa 3 luni de stat la bunici ma intorceam la Bucuresti ... Totul mi se parea schimbat ..de la aer si pana la plantele din balcon sau din fata blocului ...Ma cuprindea o nostalgie puternica si o tristete ca vacanata a trecut .. Asa ma simteam si azi de dimineata ca dupa o vacanta lunga lunga ... eram trista si dezamagita ca s-a incheiat :)...Nu ar fi frumos ca de acum inainte sa avem vacanta de vara si la servici :) ?! Inca de la gradinita suntem invatati sa ne supunem unei rutine . O rutina pe care uletrior o urmam toata viata .. Ne trezim dimineata si ne indreptam spre gradinita , spre scoala , spre servici ... In fiecare zi se intampla acelasi lucru , parca suntem programati sa urmam aceasi cale ...Si totusi ..nu ar fi frumos sa avem vacanta :D...o vacanta prelungita si frumoasa ....sa putem merge iarasi la bunici ..sa merfgem la cules de roade sau sa ne scaldam intr-un rau .. sa stam afara de dimineata si pana seara ..sa fim rupti de lume .. Toate acestea s-au pierdut .. ne-am automatizat ... acum copii merg la bunici si stau cu un play station in mana sau isi roaga parintii sa plece mai repede acasa ca sa poata ajunge in timp util pt concursul de CS care va avea loc ..Ce s-a intamplat cu coarda si cu elasticul ..s-au transformat in reviste de moda si vizite prelungite la Mall ... La naiba cu toate astea ..nu sunt invechita ...din contra .. dar sincer le spun tuturor celor care cred ca sunt mai cool aceste vremuri ca nu au dreptate...Ei nu au trait niciodata ce am trait noi si nici nu vor stii cum e sa traiesti asa ceva pt ca dragii mei sunteti automatizati ... o turma de robotzei cool ...Sper la o saptamana usoara ...desi stiu ca nu va fi asa :)... Ma omoara gandul de vacanta ...P.S : Un mare plus statului roman pentru inspirata idee de a ne mai da cateva zile libere .. Un mare minus tuturor celor care au votat sa trimitem in Parlamentul European un cioban urmarit de lege si o Paris Hilton care nu stie pe ce lume traieste ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/833401420471225844-1915376855564757234?l=cris-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1915376855564757234/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/ca-de-marti-dimineata.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/1915376855564757234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/833401420471225844/posts/default/1915376855564757234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cris-mary.blogspot.com/2009/09/ca-de-marti-dimineata.html' title='Ca de marti dimineata ..'/><author><name>Crissu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09028582321025866830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFcD7LgAUck/SyImkczl_tI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y5p7G0JCEw8/S220/IMG_0894.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
