<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356</id><updated>2012-01-27T13:09:44.887+02:00</updated><category term='toughts'/><category term='damn great'/><category term='movie scenes'/><category term='reports'/><category term='mee'/><category term='i wish'/><category term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Zambete de cristal...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-8119037913927418473</id><published>2009-10-26T17:50:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T17:55:21.724+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Metallic Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXF5gqcP8I/AAAAAAAAB1E/bdf2NWMM99A/s1600-h/1430904874_903997028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396937320284569538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXF5gqcP8I/AAAAAAAAB1E/bdf2NWMM99A/s400/1430904874_903997028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXFyTjXg-I/AAAAAAAAB08/Anas2ZNxF-U/s1600-h/1571204577_6700389777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396937196506153954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXFyTjXg-I/AAAAAAAAB08/Anas2ZNxF-U/s400/1571204577_6700389777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXGEZisyFI/AAAAAAAAB1U/WEnqnEph1wQ/s1600-h/1986561069_2962712254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396937507351611474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXGEZisyFI/AAAAAAAAB1U/WEnqnEph1wQ/s400/1986561069_2962712254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXF-7UdPEI/AAAAAAAAB1M/6MyT1Yz5kwI/s1600-h/1265198352_4269380541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396937413339462722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXF-7UdPEI/AAAAAAAAB1M/6MyT1Yz5kwI/s400/1265198352_4269380541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2095577741939634356-8119037913927418473?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8119037913927418473/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=8119037913927418473' title='28 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8119037913927418473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8119037913927418473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/metallic-party.html' title='Metallic Party'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXF5gqcP8I/AAAAAAAAB1E/bdf2NWMM99A/s72-c/1430904874_903997028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-880113269555097414</id><published>2009-10-26T17:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T17:50:15.957+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken English</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXDkv8_III/AAAAAAAAB0k/WHjkVjnZXRg/s1600-h/broken_english_movie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396934764588376194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXDkv8_III/AAAAAAAAB0k/WHjkVjnZXRg/s320/broken_english_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXDXAs2F4I/AAAAAAAAB0c/l0Nayh2M_HM/s1600-h/63sdbpf.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396934528565909378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXDXAs2F4I/AAAAAAAAB0c/l0Nayh2M_HM/s320/63sdbpf.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toate avem cate putin de Nora în noi. Si cine nu vrea sa il intalnească într-un final pe Julien, strainul diferit de toate cliche-urile de barbati care persista în jurul nostru? Merita vizionat și revizionat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-880113269555097414?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/880113269555097414/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=880113269555097414' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/880113269555097414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/880113269555097414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/broken-english.html' title='Broken English'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXDkv8_III/AAAAAAAAB0k/WHjkVjnZXRg/s72-c/broken_english_movie_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-6908877285996004678</id><published>2009-10-26T17:38:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T17:40:02.436+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXCqLRGabI/AAAAAAAAB0U/O0K6vs7c4qo/s1600-h/3230478228_4f5cce22d6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396933758308215218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXCqLRGabI/AAAAAAAAB0U/O0K6vs7c4qo/s320/3230478228_4f5cce22d6_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXCiFT5JzI/AAAAAAAAB0M/UrT_SDcstbY/s1600-h/3230486716_8f60a237ab_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396933619270362930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXCiFT5JzI/AAAAAAAAB0M/UrT_SDcstbY/s320/3230486716_8f60a237ab_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Best Christmas Present :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-6908877285996004678?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6908877285996004678/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=6908877285996004678' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6908877285996004678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6908877285996004678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-christmas-present.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuXCqLRGabI/AAAAAAAAB0U/O0K6vs7c4qo/s72-c/3230478228_4f5cce22d6_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-9205680833701716310</id><published>2009-10-26T16:39:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:27:59.166+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Indicatoare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuW_kxfugZI/AAAAAAAABz8/1S20H6qYZs0/s1600-h/3560129997_625e30460b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396930366956011922" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 226px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuW_kxfugZI/AAAAAAAABz8/1S20H6qYZs0/s320/3560129997_625e30460b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aș putea crede ca sunt în Paris. Fotoliul confortabil mă lasă să visez,iar melodiile franțuzești împrăștie în toată camera sentimentul acela de Paris. Pentru mine chiar e un sentiment Parisul. Nu stiu să îl explic foarte clar. Cu siguranță are magie. Entuziastumul asteptării Craciunului, stropi de melancolie dintr-o zi mohorată de toamnă și din emoția sfașietoare a unei iubiri neîmpărtășite. Poate sa ma încante pana la lacrimi, dar și să mă arunce într-o prăpastie. E ca un drog. Asa că ajung să levitez în încaperea atemporala, să inspir puternic mirosul de cafea pana ce mă cuprinde o stare de amorteală si imi închid pleoapele tremurande. Tresar ușor la auzul unui claxon transfigurat în frămantări și aștept să îmi spui că totul e bine. Dar nu e. S-a destrămat toată fantezia cat as fi clipit, asemeni unui pulovar desirat odata cu trecerea vremii. Au ramas doar ate fara nicio noima. Mă simt de parcă stau in mijlocul unei intersectii. Ar trebui sa fac ceva inainte sa fiu izbita violent de vreo masina, dar e trist sa urmezi mereu indicatoarele- nu ca aș avea vreo idee despre ce vor ele de fapt de la mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-9205680833701716310?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9205680833701716310/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=9205680833701716310' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/9205680833701716310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/9205680833701716310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-putea-crede-ca-sunt-in-paris.html' title='Indicatoare'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SuW_kxfugZI/AAAAAAAABz8/1S20H6qYZs0/s72-c/3560129997_625e30460b_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-8021681959467867235</id><published>2009-10-18T11:09:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:03:52.952+02:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet...18?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/StrqYclDESI/AAAAAAAABzs/u071Q9epzCQ/s1600-h/sweet..18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393881209438933282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/StrqYclDESI/AAAAAAAABzs/u071Q9epzCQ/s320/sweet..18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urasc duminicile. De la prima raza aroganta de soare, pana la asteptarea apasatoare a unei alte saptamani ingropate in rutina. Ma cufund tot mai adanc,iar flash-urile cu momente din timpul verii au devenit mult mai rare si mai incetosate. Daca as locui in California,as putea trai o vara perpetua,nu? Nu m-ar deranja sa strecor o slujba interesanta intre cafeaua si povestile de dimineata, ora de pilates de la amiaza si cluburile efervescente de la miezul noptii. Da,stiu,vorbesc aiurea. De fapt sunt tintuita intre zidurile astea impunatoare zilnic de la 8 la 3, facand lucruri care nu-mi plac si nici macar prefacandu-ma ca imi mai pasa. A,si Bac-ul. Daca mai aud o singura persoana spunandu-mi ca am Bac-ul anul asta,o sa o iau razna. A 12-a. Ce mica is,doamne. Si nici nu am PLANUL. Majoritatea pustilor din jurul meu au planul. Stiti, toata viata lor planifiata pas cu pas de la facultate, an de studiu in strainatate, master, slujbe de vara, casatorie si bla bla bla. Toate in cele mai mici detalii. Suna groaznic de pueril, dar ar fi asa frumos daca in loc de plan,ar veni Rick dupa mine si m-ar lua cu el in North Carolina. Sunt o proasta,oricum. Stiu ca a fost doar o aventura de o vara,dar faptul ca e soldat american, arata incredibil de bine, si toate momentele atat de tari petrecute cu el nu fac deloc lucrurile mai usoare. Mai ales ca a plecat chiar cand a inceput scoala. Asa ca de la tipa sofisticata ce iese noaptea la cocktailuri cu un tip matur,am plonjat in doua zile la eleva la care ii e frica de testele la mate si care isi copiaza tema la fizica in pauza. E chiar trist,pe bune. Cum sa nu ador vara,cand tot timpul cand eram cu el ma simteam o alta persoana,o varianta imbunatatita,independenta si...toate prostiile alea? Parca si orasul asta idiot era mai putin banal. Nici nu stiu daca imi e dor de el, de cine ma facea sa ma simt,sau pur si simplu de vara. Vara mereu mi se intampla lucruri demne de filme. Dar eh,acum e toamna de-a binelea. Toate lucrurile marunte de la liceu sunt intradevar frumoase, e amuzant sa chiulim de la geografie la cafeneaua din colt, sa povestim in ore,sa ne facem farse, sa ne atacam cu tic tac si biscuiti si sa radem ca prostii in ore. Dar cateodata simt ca astea is kids stuff deja. E ciudat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/StrrSEZT0qI/AAAAAAAABz0/bWk0BpWMIH8/s1600-h/lady-like-fashion-0409-3-lg-43506672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393882199379661474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/StrrSEZT0qI/AAAAAAAABz0/bWk0BpWMIH8/s400/lady-like-fashion-0409-3-lg-43506672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-8021681959467867235?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8021681959467867235/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=8021681959467867235' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8021681959467867235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8021681959467867235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet18.html' title='sweet...18?'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/StrqYclDESI/AAAAAAAABzs/u071Q9epzCQ/s72-c/sweet..18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3791788544482217050</id><published>2009-04-01T22:19:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:00:05.976+02:00</updated><title type='text'>8 hours to takeoff:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SdPT9CJckMI/AAAAAAAABws/PeYafFzlvjw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319828630356660418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SdPT9CJckMI/AAAAAAAABws/PeYafFzlvjw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stii momentele de dinainte la ceva frumos? Esti constient ca totul o sa treaca intr-o clipa,ca un metrou intre doua statii,ca un avion peste un oras violet. Asa ca inainte sa inceapa agitatia aceea la care cocotata pe tocuri si mirosind a Nina Ricci abia o sa poti sa-i faci fata, trebuie sa stingi luminile putin. Sa privesti linistea dansand rumba pe acordurile comentariilor vecinului care se uita la meci, si sa iei o gura de aer de aici. Ca sa stii unde trebuie sa te intorci. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plec la Paris.:) Nu de tot,as vrea eu. Ma intorc peste o saptamana, mai inteleapta sper. Mai intelectuala, mai sofisticata, mai experimentata. E asa un cliseu sa spui ca te-ai indragostit de Paris,dar vreau sa vad cum e sa te indragostesti de un cliseu. Cred ca Parisul e ceva de genul primei iubiri, primei tigari, primei betii. Toata lumea trebuie sa il traiasca o data. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turnul Eifel, Disneyland, Luvrul, Notre Dame, Versailles, Champs Elysees, Moulin Rouge...ne vedem in cateva zile. :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E.Y. Harburg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3791788544482217050?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3791788544482217050/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3791788544482217050' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3791788544482217050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3791788544482217050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/8-hours-to-takeoff.html' title='8 hours to takeoff:)'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SdPT9CJckMI/AAAAAAAABws/PeYafFzlvjw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2712787260652017084</id><published>2009-02-06T23:36:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:17:47.675+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SYy2_xmDYSI/AAAAAAAABvk/s3FfKQ_Hzg0/s1600-h/0013729c050d08d180cc53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299812068269187362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SYy2_xmDYSI/AAAAAAAABvk/s3FfKQ_Hzg0/s320/0013729c050d08d180cc53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am primit astazi o leapsa de la Lara,si cu asta mi-am adus si eu aminte ca aveam un blog. Trebuie sa scriu &lt;strong&gt;10 lucruri pe care nu le-am facut niciodata&lt;/strong&gt;,dar pe care as vrea sa le fac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In momentul acesta mi-as dori o bataie pe bune cu perne. Una la sfarsitul careia sa nu poti vedea decat puf peste tot in jurul tau.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bungee Jumping.&lt;br /&gt;3. As vrea sa imi petrec o zi intreaga cu prietenele la un SPA,iar apoi sa mergem la un bar de striptease masculin.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sa iau lectii de tango.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sa merg undeva la munte in Austria unde sa pot skia toata ziua.&lt;br /&gt;6. Mi-ar place sa conduc un BMW decapotabil. Dar sa fie al meu.&lt;br /&gt;7. As vrea sa imi petrec o noapte intreaga pe acoperisul unui bloc/unei case cu un tip si o sticla de vin.&lt;br /&gt;8. As vrea sa am ocazia sa pocnesc un idiot. Bine, ar fi dragut daca as avea si siguranta ca nu da inapoi dupa aceea.&lt;br /&gt;9. Sex on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;10. Sa imi petrec o zi intreaga cu sora mea intr-un mall, band capuccino cu caramel si cumparandu-ne lenjerie sexy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2712787260652017084?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2712787260652017084/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2712787260652017084' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2712787260652017084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2712787260652017084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/am-primit-astazi-o-leapsa-de-la-larasi.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SYy2_xmDYSI/AAAAAAAABvk/s3FfKQ_Hzg0/s72-c/0013729c050d08d180cc53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-6275886851133489381</id><published>2008-09-29T17:11:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:02:36.514+02:00</updated><title type='text'>29 septembrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Sthu4cVH11I/AAAAAAAABzE/eN5meBuHCjM/s1600-h/sienna+miller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Sthu4cVH11I/AAAAAAAABzE/eN5meBuHCjM/s320/sienna+miller.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393182469732685650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simt ca as vrea sa scriu cat mai multe atunci cand rememorez clipe fericite,de frica poate, sa nu le uit sau sa nu se acopere de praf prea repede. Iar acum chiar daca e toamna, chiar daca frigul imi frange toata libertatea si devin in unele clipe prea melancolica si pentru vise, parca o vad mai frumoasa. Dupa o vara atat de plina nu pot sa sterg totul cu buretele si mai strecor momente de vara prin weekendurile innorate de septembrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-au mai ramas din vacanta desenele animate pe care le vedeam in diminetile tarzii, cu cerealele intr-o mana si muzica vesela ca zgomot de fundal. Inca vorbesc la telefon cu orele, chiar daca mai trebuie sa strecor si vre-o tema printre ele. Imi urmaresc regulat serialele preferate cu Zsuzsi, chiar daca trebuie sa lasam maratoanele lost si CSI pe weekenduri de acum incolo. Iar cumparaturi, karaoke si iar cumparaturi pot face mereu cu Paula. Pana la zapada, mai merg la tenis, si ies la plimbari in tricouri, chiar daca trebuie sa am si un hanorac peste. O sa ma uit mereu cu Anda si Paul la wresling cu gura cascata si cu ochii pe Cena si o sa ma plimb mereu cu Timi in decapotabila...:))Iar de la ceai cu fetele si in Jazz cu baietii nu vreau sa trebuiasca sa ma opresc vreodata, oricat de geroasa se prevede iarna. Iar pe plaja in Grecia...o sa mai ajung eu:D&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am reinceput sesiunea de citit reviste, asa ca termin cu rememoratul si merg sa imi fac un ceai.&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/2095577741939634356-6275886851133489381?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6275886851133489381/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=6275886851133489381' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6275886851133489381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6275886851133489381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/29-septembrie.html' title='29 septembrie'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Sthu4cVH11I/AAAAAAAABzE/eN5meBuHCjM/s72-c/sienna+miller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-4825176170864865831</id><published>2008-08-21T19:57:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:27:31.445+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SK2vvRgFkFI/AAAAAAAABMw/Ha1cZ-AAZ0Q/s1600-h/05_10_gran.img_assist_custom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237035168388452434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SK2vvRgFkFI/AAAAAAAABMw/Ha1cZ-AAZ0Q/s320/05_10_gran.img_assist_custom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In mod normal abia reusesc pana la ora 12 sa iau un mic dejun decent. Decent insemnand niste cereale mancate pe fuga, in timpul unui film pe HBO. Astazi am mancat si de dimineata si de pranz si e doar 12.45. Infig cu putere furculita in castravetele ce-mi leviteaza lenes prin farfurie si parca il vad pe el in locul castravetelui. Cand sunt fericita mereu uit sa mananc. Parca gandurile mele ajung cumva sa pluteasca prin atmosfera si brusc actiunea de a manca devine prea pamanteasca si respectiv prea inutila pentru a fi indeplinita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu cred ca un apel de la el ar face ca totul sa fie bine, dar faptul ca nu suna ma coboara din nou pe pamant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi plac povestile, pentru ca nicio printesa nu isi asteapta nerabdatoare SMS-ul salvator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum nici nu mai vreau sa sune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probabil a obosit si el.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-4825176170864865831?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4825176170864865831/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=4825176170864865831' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4825176170864865831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4825176170864865831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-mod-normal-abia-reusesc-pana-la-ora.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SK2vvRgFkFI/AAAAAAAABMw/Ha1cZ-AAZ0Q/s72-c/05_10_gran.img_assist_custom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-7155127184207801962</id><published>2008-08-14T16:52:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:16:13.797+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As scrie mai des. Insa cu cat experimentez mai multe, cu atat mi se pare tot mai prostesc ce gandeam, simteam sau povesteam in trecut. As vrea sa cunosc oamenii si locurile suficient de mult incat sa ma pot declara inteleapta. Dar cheltuiesc mult, nu-mi ascult parintii si fac in principiu toate lucrurile cliseu specifice adolesentilor din filmele americane, iar atunci cand ma gandesc sa povestesc vre-o intamplare pe blog incep sa ma simt frivola. Mi-ar place sa stiu ca sunt superficiala doar la suprafata.&lt;br /&gt;Cand eram mai mica, imi imaginam seara inainte de culcare diferite scenarii. Povestile erau incredibil de palpitante si uneori ma tineau treaza cu orele. Iar in fiecare, eu, personajul principal,aveam 17 ani. Mi se parea asa, o varsta magica. Acum am in realitate 17 ani si ma simt tot eu. Nu s-a schimbat filmul peste noapte si nici nu am inceput sa simt siguranta de sine pe care il avea pesonajul creat de mine acum aproape 10 ani.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca incerc sa nu mai imi imaginez nimic si cu asta se duce si cheful de scris. Poate ca intr-o zi am sa public o carte geniala. Voi fi genul de tipa care bea multe cafele si poarta conversatii inteligente. Pana atunci insa o sa stau la plaja, o sa beau Pina Colada si o sa va povestesc despre recenta mea vacanta in Grecia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SKRMYQgDIEI/AAAAAAAABMo/42YhkPzRhtE/s1600-h/DSC02415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234392646541320258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SKRMYQgDIEI/AAAAAAAABMo/42YhkPzRhtE/s200/DSC02415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-7155127184207801962?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7155127184207801962/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=7155127184207801962' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7155127184207801962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7155127184207801962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-scrie-mai-des.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SKRMYQgDIEI/AAAAAAAABMo/42YhkPzRhtE/s72-c/DSC02415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-5456729885012215650</id><published>2008-07-13T10:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:36:12.145+02:00</updated><title type='text'>How dumb are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Dumb Test" href="http://www.quizrocket.com/dumb-test"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dumb Test" src="http://www.quizrocket.com/static/images/quiz/badges/dumb/2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Dumb&lt;/a&gt; Test by QuizRocket.com &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Fun&lt;/a&gt; Quizzes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quibblo.com/myspace-quizzes-surveys"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quibblo.com/topic/Quizes"&gt;quizes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt; Quiz &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Fun&lt;/a&gt; quizzes&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTU5Mzc5OTE1MzQmcHQ9MTIxNTkzODA2OTk3NCZwPTg3MzMxJmQ9ZHVtYiZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*x.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-5456729885012215650?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5456729885012215650/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=5456729885012215650' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5456729885012215650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5456729885012215650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-dumb-are-you.html' title='How dumb are you?'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-209302097922345957</id><published>2008-06-08T08:49:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:59:18.702+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SthuD_s3H9I/AAAAAAAABy8/ZgOc4qeQCn4/s1600-h/f6261b91b72884e2a613c4406cbcaa9c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SthuD_s3H9I/AAAAAAAABy8/ZgOc4qeQCn4/s320/f6261b91b72884e2a613c4406cbcaa9c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393181568694427602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sunt o urma de balerini pe perete. Vantul rece imi rascoleste in corp toate gandurile, dorintele si tot extazul, iar muzica inauntru-mi spune sa plec odata la mare.&lt;br /&gt;Ia-ma de mana!&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa ne scriem numele intr-un loc stiut numai de noi.&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa alergam pana la prima cafenea rosie pe care o gasim si sa-i cerem chelnerului o portocala.&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa facem un castel de nisip.&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa vorbim prin replici din filme.&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa ne sarutam in mijlocul unei intersectii si atunci cand soferii din masini o sa ne injure sa ni-i imaginam dansand step!&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa inotam pe sub apa pana cand o sa simtim ca ramanem fara respiratie.&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa invatam cum se spune &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;te iubesc &lt;/span&gt;pe olandeza.&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa facem roata tiganului pe malul marii.&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa scriem o poveste.&lt;br /&gt;Hai sa luam lectii de tango.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt un zambet de cristal la fereastra. Soarele de sampanie ma-mbata vesel cu nurofen, dar la auzul rutinei eu fac o pirueta si dispar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-209302097922345957?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/209302097922345957/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=209302097922345957' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/209302097922345957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/209302097922345957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunt-o-urma-de-balerini-pe-perete.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SthuD_s3H9I/AAAAAAAABy8/ZgOc4qeQCn4/s72-c/f6261b91b72884e2a613c4406cbcaa9c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-4821242817499653632</id><published>2008-06-01T19:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:16:23.172+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 335px; height: 277px; line-height: 1px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/personality_landscape.swf" FlashVars="clickstream=c319d5f039110175aca0d73e632e17e7" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="242" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youniverse.com/personality/feedback/c319d5f039110175aca0d73e632e17e7" style="padding: 0; margin: 0; float: left;"&gt;&lt;img  style="padding: 0; margin: 0;" border="0" src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/readMyProfileLink.gif" alt="Youniverse Personality Test" width="147" height="35" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youniverse.com/personality/" style="padding: 0; margin: 0; float: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" style="padding: 0; margin: 0;" src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/youniverseLink.gif" alt="Youniverse Personality Test" width="183" height="35" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-4821242817499653632?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4821242817499653632/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=4821242817499653632' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4821242817499653632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4821242817499653632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/youniverse-personality-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-5605733435456973742</id><published>2008-04-22T15:00:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:20.824+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SA3lFxCMhDI/AAAAAAAABLA/R-uAN7-nWiY/s1600-h/dejalo_ir_by_paulalaloca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SA3lFxCMhDI/AAAAAAAABLA/R-uAN7-nWiY/s400/dejalo_ir_by_paulalaloca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192057832652702770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu ai un fel de paradis al tau&lt;br /&gt;in care nu se spun cuvinte&lt;br /&gt;Uneori se misca dintr-un brat&lt;br /&gt;si cateva frunza iti cad inainte&lt;br /&gt;Cu ovalul fetei se sta inclinat&lt;br /&gt;Spre o lumina venind dintr-o parte&lt;br /&gt;Cu mult galben in ea si multa lene,&lt;br /&gt;Cu trambuline pentru saritorii in moarte.&lt;br /&gt;Tu ai un fel al tau senin&lt;br /&gt;de-a ridica orasele ca norii,&lt;br /&gt;si de-a muta secundele mereu&lt;br /&gt;pe marginea de sud a orei&lt;br /&gt;cand aerul devine mov si rece&lt;br /&gt;si harta serii fara margini,&lt;br /&gt;si-abia mai pot ramane-n viata&lt;br /&gt;mai respirand, cu ochii lungi, imagini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nichita Stanescu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-5605733435456973742?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5605733435456973742/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=5605733435456973742' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5605733435456973742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5605733435456973742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/tu-ai-un-fel-de-paradis-al-tau-in-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/SA3lFxCMhDI/AAAAAAAABLA/R-uAN7-nWiY/s72-c/dejalo_ir_by_paulalaloca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2760461860068140484</id><published>2008-03-19T11:09:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:21.044+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R-DgurnsavI/AAAAAAAABKs/pWLgzosyGzo/s1600-h/ikeasversion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179386664063888114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R-DgurnsavI/AAAAAAAABKs/pWLgzosyGzo/s320/ikeasversion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma asteptau de cateva zile niste lepse pe blogul &lt;a href="http://21ani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ellei &lt;/a&gt;si m-am hotarat sa incep cu prima, si anume sa povestesc despre inceputurile mele de pupacioasa. :)Mi-a placut mult povestea ta, Ela!&lt;br /&gt;here goes my story,&lt;br /&gt;Imi amintesc ca prin clasa a doua, eram la o zi de nastere cand la un moment dat toata lumea a hotarat sa ne jucam cu sticla. Prietena mea cea mai buna din acea vreme era mai mare decat mine cu vreo 2-3 ani si ea avea un prieten. Sfioasa din fire si fiind cea mai mica de pe acolo, nu am acceptat sa joc si eu decat daca pupicii aveau sa fie numai pe obraz. Nu le mai tin minte nici macar numele baietilor din acea seara si nici nu stiu daca i-am mai revazut de atunci, dar imi amintesc cum roseam cand surprinzator de des se nimerea ca unul sa vina sa ma mai sarute inca o data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vreau sa aflu despre inceputurile de pupacioasa ale &lt;a href="http://kawaii-lara.blogspot.com/"&gt;Larei&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2760461860068140484?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2760461860068140484/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2760461860068140484' title='13 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2760461860068140484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2760461860068140484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/ma-asteptau-de-cateva-zile-niste-lepse.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R-DgurnsavI/AAAAAAAABKs/pWLgzosyGzo/s72-c/ikeasversion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3842682040294375461</id><published>2008-02-19T17:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T18:15:55.439+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone wants to be found.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/yYAS92XPvIM" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/yYAS92XPvIM" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela, care e "your perfect-match movie"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3842682040294375461?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3842682040294375461/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3842682040294375461' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3842682040294375461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3842682040294375461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-perfect-match-movie.html' title='Everyone wants to be found.'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-6996972017139675316</id><published>2008-02-19T17:00:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:21.241+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R7r_TzsWpGI/AAAAAAAABII/EKvO5p497Cc/s1600-h/Define_the_Purity_by_yama_dharma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168724238119904354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R7r_TzsWpGI/AAAAAAAABII/EKvO5p497Cc/s320/Define_the_Purity_by_yama_dharma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trag perdeaua si ii zambesc enigmatic peisajului ce mi se desfasoara perfect regizat in fata ochilor. De cand m-am trezit imi tot danseaza frenetic o idee prin cap: pot zbura. In ciuda irealismului afirmatiei si a iluziilor egoiste ce ma inghit in neant zi de zi, da! Pot zbura. Ca o pasare, ca un planor, ca o minge de tenis nervoasa ce trece cu brio peste fileu.&lt;br /&gt;Simt aerul rece plimbandu-mi-se prin par si apoi impingandu-ma usor pe partie. Viteza incepe sa-mi alerge din varful picioarelor pana in cap si ca sa nu ajung ultima jos, pornesc si eu cu ea. Imi urmaresc miscarile si ador tango-ul skiurilor cu zapada. Vreau sa dansez si eu cu ea.&lt;br /&gt;Mai plutesc putin prin oceanul de gheata si incerc apoi sa opresc ca-n filme; dar cameramanul nu e pe faza si oricum regizorul nu prea stie ce face. Asa ca ii fac cinste cu o ciocolata calda si ii spun sa ma astepte. Mai vreau sa zbor o data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 3 februarie)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-6996972017139675316?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6996972017139675316/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=6996972017139675316' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6996972017139675316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6996972017139675316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/trag-perdeaua-si-ii-zambesc-enigmatic.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R7r_TzsWpGI/AAAAAAAABII/EKvO5p497Cc/s72-c/Define_the_Purity_by_yama_dharma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-1428274015116524785</id><published>2008-02-19T16:52:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:21.407+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R7sElzsWpJI/AAAAAAAABIg/wHWJW0loAYo/s1600-h/0013729c050d08ec1f9e14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R7sElzsWpJI/AAAAAAAABIg/wHWJW0loAYo/s320/0013729c050d08ec1f9e14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168730044915688594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma descurc sa fiu singura. Nu ma descurc, din cauza intrebarilor existentiale, a petrecerilor si a iesirilor la teatru. Da, nici macar la teatru nu indraznesc sa merg fara tine.&lt;br /&gt;Independenta nu ma implineste. M-am obisnuit cu ea, dar ma consuma. Imi arde toate sigurantele din cap si ma lasa singura si pe intuneric. Ploua. Stiu ca ploaia si electricitatea nu fac casa buna impreuna, dar tot nu ma pot abtine. Aprind lumina si explozia ma tranteste violent la pamant. Pamantul murdar freamata a victorie si imi tine indraznete predici despre avantajele emanciparii femeii. Eu ii spun ca m-am saturat de cliseul asta si ma ridic. Dar nu imi place matematica si orientarea in spatiu imi lipseste. Asa ca scancesc dezorientata, dar nu fac niciun pas.&lt;br /&gt;Acum incotro?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-1428274015116524785?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1428274015116524785/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=1428274015116524785' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1428274015116524785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1428274015116524785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/nu-ma-descurc-sa-fiu-singura.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R7sElzsWpJI/AAAAAAAABIg/wHWJW0loAYo/s72-c/0013729c050d08ec1f9e14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2637540741078473580</id><published>2008-02-13T18:08:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:21.533+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R7MbpTsWpBI/AAAAAAAABHg/ZEID9IOP8WM/s1600-h/first+time+i+saw+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R7MbpTsWpBI/AAAAAAAABHg/ZEID9IOP8WM/s320/first+time+i+saw+you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166503593998984210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes another tag...De data asta e de la Ela. Deci trebuie sa scriu despre dragoste, acum ca tot vine si Valentine's Day ;)). In poezia mea, trebuie sa folosesc cuvintele: pupacios, inima si dulci nimicuri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"crezi ca te plac&lt;br /&gt;ca ma gandesc numai la tine-ndrum spre casa&lt;br /&gt;Si te-as suna!&lt;br /&gt;daca-as avea curajul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crezi ca ma farmeci&lt;br /&gt;ca ma vrajesti cu-acele dulci nimicuri,&lt;br /&gt;ca te iubesc&lt;br /&gt;si-ti place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crezi ca te-ascult&lt;br /&gt;si atunci imi spui povesti&lt;br /&gt;cum tu, ... nu esti deloc un pupacios&lt;br /&gt;iar ei ii sta urat cu-acel luciu prea roz pe buze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ei, nu stiu daca tu de fapt crezi bine,&lt;br /&gt;dar nu-ti voi da inima mea&lt;br /&gt;si nu va fi a ta in veci&lt;br /&gt;caci poate, poate-am s-o tin doar pentru mine."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2637540741078473580?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2637540741078473580/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2637540741078473580' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2637540741078473580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2637540741078473580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/here-comes-another-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R7MbpTsWpBI/AAAAAAAABHg/ZEID9IOP8WM/s72-c/first+time+i+saw+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3661271159282694130</id><published>2008-01-20T11:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T12:03:27.566+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maitreyi, ...</title><content type='html'>Am gasit astazi (cam tarziu, ce-i drept) o leapsa care ma astepta de mult, pe blogul&lt;a href="http://kawaii-lara.blogspot.com/"&gt; Larei &lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie sa iau cartea cea mai apropiata de mine, sa o deschid la pagina 123, sa gasesc a cincea fraza, si sa le scriu apoi, pe urmatoarele 4.&lt;br /&gt;Am pe birou "Maitreyi" de Mircea Eliade.&lt;br /&gt;pagina 123..."Am intalnit-o in zori in biblioteca, unde i-am adus cartile, fiecare cu o dedicatie inocenta, si am imbratisat-o urandu-i viata senina si toata fericirea pe care o merita. Aveam lacrimi in ochi spunandu-i acele cateva cuvinte banale. Mi s-a parut totusi ca era oarecum absenta. S-a desprins din bratele mele mult mai usor ca alteori.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa-amiaza a fost pentru mine o nesfarsita mascarada."&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa-i dau leapsa &lt;a href="http://21ani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ellei&lt;/a&gt;, si &lt;a href="http://dianasplayground.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dianei&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3661271159282694130?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3661271159282694130/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3661271159282694130' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3661271159282694130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3661271159282694130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/maitreyi.html' title='Maitreyi, ...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2191128920898199386</id><published>2007-12-20T18:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:22.383+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pleoape argintii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R2qVFgubtqI/AAAAAAAABFM/UtKzW0wrq4A/s1600-h/0013729c050d088f76670e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R2qVFgubtqI/AAAAAAAABFM/UtKzW0wrq4A/s320/0013729c050d088f76670e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146089446140786338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiori de nea se zareau printre perdelele din casmir prafuit. La geamul de gheata erau frumos aranjate lumanari ce raspandeau o aroma de patchouli prin toata camera, iar lemnele din semineu trosneau, aruncand in aer sclipiri care parca dansau pe melodia care se auzea pe fundal. Ea statea cu picioarele incolacite pe canapeaua alba si nu putea sa nu se uite la bradul impunator de langa scari. Ii trezea o senzatie din copilarie, dar nu stia exact sa o descrie. Stropii de lumina si globurile de matase acopereau tot ce se intamplase de-a lungul anului si ii dadeau impresia ca poate fi fericita.&lt;br /&gt;“Hai sa nu mai mergem tot la petrecerea Paulei si de Craciunul asta.” ii sopti baiatului care statea pe fotoliul auriu, cu un pahat aproape gol in mana.&lt;br /&gt;“Da sigur, hai mai bine sa stam acasa si sa crosetam niste botosei” ii replica rautacios baiatul.&lt;br /&gt;Atunci fata se intinse dupa o carte ce ratacea ostentativa pe masa din lemn de stejar din fata canapelei si i-o arunca drept in fata.&lt;br /&gt;”Au!” se planse baiatul obraznic.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cateva clipe, puse paharul jos si isi scutura de scame pantalonii. “Ar trebui sa plec” ii spuse fetei si se apleca sa o sarute pe buze. &lt;br /&gt;”Trec maine dupamasa sa te iau” adauga si iesi din camera.&lt;br /&gt;Fata nu spuse nimic, doar astepta cu privirea in gol, sa auda usa de la intrare lovindu-se de gerul de afara. Isi rezema capul de spatarul canapelei si se intoarse intr-o parte. Cobori pleoapele argintii si nu scoase niciun sunet. Simtea aerul greu din juru-i cum pulseaza frenetic pe un ritm pe care nu il intelegea si isi dori sa ii alerge prin vene o emotie adevarata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/sisiphe/59ea5fff7135c2"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_59ea5fff7135c2(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air-Alone in Kyoto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2191128920898199386?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2191128920898199386/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2191128920898199386' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2191128920898199386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2191128920898199386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/pleoape-argintii.html' title='pleoape argintii'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R2qVFgubtqI/AAAAAAAABFM/UtKzW0wrq4A/s72-c/0013729c050d088f76670e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-472049527492919079</id><published>2007-12-10T15:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T15:34:55.665+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ma asteapta un Tag de la &lt;a href="http://21ani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ela&lt;/a&gt;, asa ca...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST&lt;br /&gt;1. Male friend: I don't really think that girls can be best friends with boys. I've had a male best friend a couple of years ago, but one day he told me that he liked me. A lot. It was so wierd, we barely even talk right now.&lt;br /&gt;2. Female friend: I have about 3. I split them in days. ;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Vacation: Last summer at Costinesti ;) and a couple of months ago, at The &lt;a href="http://www.outwardbound.ro/"&gt;Outward Bound.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Age: I'm ok right now.&lt;br /&gt;5. Memory: I can't pick out just one. But now that i've written about The Outward Bound, I keep remembering all the fun activities we had there. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST&lt;br /&gt;1. Time of day: my math class&lt;br /&gt;2. Day of the week: Sunday evenings are really evil.&lt;br /&gt;3. Food: pumpkin with everything.&lt;br /&gt;4. Memory: I've already Deleted them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST&lt;br /&gt;1. Person you saw: my mom. i have a really bad cold and I have to stay at home so she is always  getting me some goodies to eat ;))&lt;br /&gt;2. Person you talked to on the phone: my sister. I think so. I was too fed up with meds last night.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugged: Denisa&lt;br /&gt;4. Text messaged: again mom.&lt;br /&gt;5: IM: Ale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do: i layed in bed and I saw episodes from &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/ontv/dyn/the_hills/series.jhtml"&gt;the Hills&lt;/a&gt; untill I felt asleep.&lt;br /&gt;2. Who were you with: my cat&lt;br /&gt;3. Bad/Good day: kind of bad&lt;br /&gt;4. Lose something: a phone call&lt;br /&gt;5. Fall out with someone: sorry, don't know what that means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;1. What are you doing now: you might have guessed till now&lt;br /&gt;2. Today in general: i already feel the holiday vibe :)&lt;br /&gt;3. Wearing: a purple scarf :D. ok, not only that&lt;br /&gt;4. What did you eat for lunch: crackers&lt;br /&gt;5. Better than yesterday: hmmm don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;1. Is: closer to Christmas than today \:D/&lt;br /&gt;2. Got any plans: school...:|&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting Lucky: maybe in other dimension (intrebarea asta ii place la Ellla ;)) )&lt;br /&gt;4. Dislikes about tomorrow: well, i have to wake up at 6, i am at school for like...8 hours and than i have to wait paciently for wednesday's term paper at math.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have work?: /:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITES&lt;br /&gt;1. Number: neah&lt;br /&gt;2. Song: Walk in the park (oh no! oh my!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Color: purple, green&lt;br /&gt;4. Season: all the seasons from The OC :))&lt;br /&gt;5. State: California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY&lt;br /&gt;1. With someone: i don't know either&lt;br /&gt;2. Missing someone: no&lt;br /&gt;3. Mood: sleepy&lt;br /&gt;4. Wanting: too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this tag goes to &lt;a href="http://home-made-lemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;annie, &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://kawaii-lara.blogspot.com/"&gt;lara&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://silencemustbeheard2.blogspot.com/"&gt;silence&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://verdeursuz.blogspot.com/"&gt;verde&lt;/a&gt;. and whoever wants it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-472049527492919079?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/472049527492919079/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=472049527492919079' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/472049527492919079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/472049527492919079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/ma-asteapta-un-tag-de-la-ela-asa-ca.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-8604656278266057190</id><published>2007-12-10T14:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:22.767+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillout.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R104NlNT8AI/AAAAAAAABCo/C5gNc_2lbZE/s1600-h/Juletr%C3%A6et.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R104NlNT8AI/AAAAAAAABCo/C5gNc_2lbZE/s320/Juletr%C3%A6et.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142328155504373762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! Oh my!- Walk in the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/ghindoak/ae8171bf1f75ca"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_ae8171bf1f75ca(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Melua- Nine million bicycles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/ghindoak/385bb65daea0a0"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_385bb65daea0a0(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-8604656278266057190?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8604656278266057190/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=8604656278266057190' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8604656278266057190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8604656278266057190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/nu-am-putut-sa-ma-abtin.html' title='Chillout.'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/R104NlNT8AI/AAAAAAAABCo/C5gNc_2lbZE/s72-c/Juletr%C3%A6et.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-1068234389414941051</id><published>2007-12-07T18:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T18:20:12.729+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Kiss Bang Bang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/wbJhnEzlu5A' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/wbJhnEzlu5A'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-1068234389414941051?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1068234389414941051/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=1068234389414941051' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1068234389414941051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1068234389414941051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/kiss-kiss-bang-bang.html' title='Kiss Kiss Bang Bang'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2639540847505663341</id><published>2007-11-09T13:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:31:21.545+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The most expensive dessert in the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RzRBAv5xHRI/AAAAAAAABAg/x0QP6w8xG_o/s1600-h/0013729c050d089d3c6a42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130797356596403474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RzRBAv5xHRI/AAAAAAAABAg/x0QP6w8xG_o/s320/0013729c050d089d3c6a42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Frrrozen Haute Chocolate was unveiled at Serendipity, a restaurant in New York on the 7th of November 2007. The Guinness World Records researchers determined that the $25,000 frozen hot chocolate is the most expensive dessert in the whole world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2639540847505663341?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2639540847505663341/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2639540847505663341' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2639540847505663341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2639540847505663341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/most-expensive-dessert-in-world.html' title='The most expensive dessert in the world'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RzRBAv5xHRI/AAAAAAAABAg/x0QP6w8xG_o/s72-c/0013729c050d089d3c6a42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-8689604394806742505</id><published>2007-11-09T11:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:23.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RzQs6v5xG8I/AAAAAAAAA94/9IiwfANWbzM/s1600-h/poem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RzQs6v5xG8I/AAAAAAAAA94/9IiwfANWbzM/s200/poem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130775263284632514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clipe de gheata&lt;br /&gt;Si un ruj rosu pe buze&lt;br /&gt;Privesc in jos&lt;br /&gt;Iar indoiala-si face loc la mine-n vise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar vantul straluceste in lumina lunii&lt;br /&gt;Ma vad in oglinda, iar viata de poveste imi surade&lt;br /&gt;Te vad si zambesti.&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca e o idee buna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baloane de cristal urca spre cer&lt;br /&gt;Ne uitam amandoi dupa ele...&lt;br /&gt;Cine stie daca muzica e doar in vis&lt;br /&gt;Ghiceste!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-8689604394806742505?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8689604394806742505/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=8689604394806742505' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8689604394806742505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8689604394806742505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/clipe-de-gheata-si-un-ruj-rosu-pe-buze.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RzQs6v5xG8I/AAAAAAAAA94/9IiwfANWbzM/s72-c/poem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-1900254131878354621</id><published>2007-11-03T17:44:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:23.332+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Ryyen3UpiDI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/GwpHYIBJ8KY/s1600-h/violet_light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Ryyen3UpiDI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/GwpHYIBJ8KY/s320/violet_light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128648483370797106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a windy autumn day. As I was walking home, the wind blew gently through my hair and the only sound I could hear, was the one made by bells ringing from an old church nearby. The air seemed so artistic and romantic that I started thinking I was in Paris. Actually, I never went there so I don't know how it's like, but in my head, in my head everything is planned out exactley....&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing high-heals and my white, new-bought coat makes me feel like I was Audrey Hepburn. As I am walking along the boulevard, I stop and peek from time to time at the fabulous designer chlotes from the shops on my way, but Heidi, my white furred dog, wants to get to the park as soon as possible, so she starts pulling the leshe. I smile and I go along with her. We get to the park and Heidi runs excited to the other dogs. Meanwhile, I sit on a bench and I start perusing a magazile. I find an article about a party the other night, for a movie opening. It was organized by me and everything went great. Proudly, I close the magazine and I take out my phone. I dial a number and after a few seconds, a man answers:&lt;br /&gt;"Hi darling, I was just thinking of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how my life is going to be, but I hope with all my heart that it's going to have at least a little bit of Parisses magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would have really liked to write this storry in french, but I suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-1900254131878354621?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1900254131878354621/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=1900254131878354621' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1900254131878354621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1900254131878354621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-was-windy-autumn-day.html' title='i wish...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Ryyen3UpiDI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/GwpHYIBJ8KY/s72-c/violet_light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2370056780480920099</id><published>2007-10-24T16:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:23.491+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rx9ijT8MqyI/AAAAAAAAA6M/hYvExV_d1i8/s1600-h/numb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rx9ijT8MqyI/AAAAAAAAA6M/hYvExV_d1i8/s320/numb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124923259758619426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ma convinsesem ca imi place toamna. Ca frunzele aramii care acopera tot bulevardul au farmecul lor si ca ploaia nu are doar stropi de melancolie. Dar nu simt asta. Simt doar norii grei care ameninta sa ne inunde. Doar o senzatie adormita de vulnerabilitate care ne intra in corp prin toti porii. Ma simt amortita si privesc apatica pe geam ca si cum acolo as gasi toate raspunsurile. Dar nu e asa. Gasesc doar aceeasi stare care exista si in mine. Aceasi stare care te impietreste.&lt;br /&gt; Ma plimb pe o straduta pustie si urasc sunetul pe care il fac frunzele pline cu apa atunci cand le calc cu piciorul. Atmosfera lipsita de viata ma infioara si tanjesc dupa o raza de soare. Dupa o clipa de vara.&lt;br /&gt; Iesind afara, valuri de frig imi cutremura tot corpul si o lacrima mi se formeaza in coltul ochiului. Clipesc si ea imi aluneca pe obraz.&lt;br /&gt;E toamna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2370056780480920099?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2370056780480920099/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2370056780480920099' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2370056780480920099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2370056780480920099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/ma-convinsesem-ca-imi-place-toamna.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rx9ijT8MqyI/AAAAAAAAA6M/hYvExV_d1i8/s72-c/numb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-4973312169665485526</id><published>2007-10-15T22:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:23.690+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RxPLfz8MqcI/AAAAAAAAA20/Hbl8xQcyDD0/s1600-h/going+away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121660948629465538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RxPLfz8MqcI/AAAAAAAAA20/Hbl8xQcyDD0/s320/going+away.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-4973312169665485526?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4973312169665485526/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=4973312169665485526' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4973312169665485526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4973312169665485526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-me.html' title='Love, me'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RxPLfz8MqcI/AAAAAAAAA20/Hbl8xQcyDD0/s72-c/going+away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-8387766928156725327</id><published>2007-09-27T17:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:23.805+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RvvXSxTHFoI/AAAAAAAAAzs/sUFu7YKJrgg/s1600-h/chic.purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RvvXSxTHFoI/AAAAAAAAAzs/sUFu7YKJrgg/s320/chic.purple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114918519280440962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a Parisian chic. It was early in the afternoon and I was walking on the boulevard. I had a pretty smile, a killer outfit and i had just bought some cool fresh acquisitions for my wardrobe. I was sipping a hot cappuccino and a cute guy checked me out. It was surreal. But than, the surround music stopped. I saw it: love. They were holding hands. Now, it's still me and i am still wearing a killer outfit, including a purple bolero ;), just my pride is a little bit shaked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-8387766928156725327?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8387766928156725327/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=8387766928156725327' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8387766928156725327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8387766928156725327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/2KSvy7ebuds'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;funny :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-7094094152884159463?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7094094152884159463/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=7094094152884159463' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7094094152884159463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtqOkrWqt9I/AAAAAAAAAt0/ZvUNKF4XW8g/s1600-h/Breeze_by_larafairie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtqOkrWqt9I/AAAAAAAAAt0/ZvUNKF4XW8g/s320/Breeze_by_larafairie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105549888342112210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani-Wonderful life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/sunhunter/823e6aaa489e44"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_823e6aaa489e44(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep Dish-We gonna feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/lucvoic/4ee953fe6817d4"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_4ee953fe6817d4(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Love-Find a new way to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/mim0zika/f0b54f949e70cc"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_f0b54f949e70cc(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black-Wonderful life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.trilulilu.ro/embed-audio/morgana/0ca866794bff53"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;show_0ca866794bff53(448, 46);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Here I go out to see again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the sunshine fills my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and dreams hang in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gulls in the sky and in my blue eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know it feels unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's magic everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at me standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here on my own again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;up straight in the sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No need to run and hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's a wonderful, wonderful life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No need to laugh and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's a wonderful, wonderful life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sun in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the heat is in your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they seem to hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because you're there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I need a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, I need a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to make me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not stand here on my own."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2997567397718507474?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2997567397718507474/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtqOkrWqt9I/AAAAAAAAAt0/ZvUNKF4XW8g/s72-c/Breeze_by_larafairie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-1031796218128725216</id><published>2007-08-28T10:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:24.281+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this out:</title><content type='html'>There is a mute who wants to buy a toothbrush. By imitating the action of brushing his teeth he successfully expresses himself to the shopkeeper and the purchase is done. &lt;br /&gt;Now, if there is a blind man who wishes to buy a pair of sunglasses, how should he express himself? Think about it first... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtPbnLWqtuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/96TgY_-i50Y/s1600-h/how+to....png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtPbnLWqtuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/96TgY_-i50Y/s320/how+to....png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103664268850149090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opens his mouth and says: "I would like to buy a pair of sunglasses."&lt;br /&gt;If you got this wrong...please go dig a hole and hide.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-1031796218128725216?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1031796218128725216/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=1031796218128725216' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1031796218128725216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1031796218128725216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/check-this-out.html' title='Check this out:'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtPbnLWqtuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/96TgY_-i50Y/s72-c/how+to....png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3466194964618397851</id><published>2007-08-26T14:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:24.509+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtF1t7WqtjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/1HcjRjwZnp4/s1600-h/tahiti-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtF1t7WqtjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/1HcjRjwZnp4/s320/tahiti-22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102989284674811442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My perfect summer vacation caban.&lt;br /&gt;You just have to say that you're going outside to play and you're in the ocean. How cool is that? :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and btw, astazi e ziua mea de nume :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3466194964618397851?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3466194964618397851/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3466194964618397851' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3466194964618397851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3466194964618397851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wish.html' title='I wish'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtF1t7WqtjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/1HcjRjwZnp4/s72-c/tahiti-22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-5050935131623203002</id><published>2007-08-25T15:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:24.767+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, myself and... I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtA1mLWqtdI/AAAAAAAAApo/hW3x05zpBDc/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102637307809936850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtA1mLWqtdI/AAAAAAAAApo/hW3x05zpBDc/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtA1i7WqtcI/AAAAAAAAApg/RXWFu7RGMTs/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About me:&lt;br /&gt;1. Name one thing that you start to get tense about, if you are close to running out of it:&lt;br /&gt;Summer Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;2. What famous person do you (or other people) think you resemble?&lt;br /&gt;My deskmate told me i look like Angelina Jolie =))&lt;br /&gt;3. Your favorite pizza topping:&lt;br /&gt;Bacon and cheese&lt;br /&gt;4. Finish this sentence: if my life was a sitcom my theme song would be... "Shut up and drive" by Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;5. Which is your superpower?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel like i know what people around me are thinking ;))&lt;br /&gt;6. Where are your keys?&lt;br /&gt;In my bagpack. Or at the desk. Or, just lying somewhere around. Actually... I have no ideea.&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your most annoying habit?&lt;br /&gt;I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;8. Which are your biggest obsessions?&lt;br /&gt;Online tests and shopping.&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could punch one person in the nose and get away with it, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;An ex-colleague of mine. I don't know what was wrong with her, I just coudn't stand her, but she didn,t liked me neither, so it,s ok.&lt;br /&gt;10. Which is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?&lt;br /&gt;Charly. And Dark Waters at the end.&lt;br /&gt;11. Name one saying that got stuck into your mind since you heard it:&lt;br /&gt;"Life is happening while you're too busy making plans."&lt;br /&gt;12. If you could kiss anyone famous who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;There are too many. Maybe Benjamin McKenzie. And Kuno Becker. Definetley Jesse Metcalfe.&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the first impression do you think people get about you?&lt;br /&gt;That i'm a preety nice person.&lt;br /&gt;14. what kind of books do you like to read?&lt;br /&gt;The ones which stand out.&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you ever talk to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Just in my mind. Sometimes i criticise an action I took. Or I argue with the other me on a certain topic. It's kind of funny, really.&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you eat when you raid the fridge at night?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...maybe some cookies if i find them.&lt;br /&gt;17. Which is your favorite communication method?&lt;br /&gt;Kissing.&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you have a completely irrational fear?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you know anyone famous?&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is a cool model in Bucharest :D&lt;br /&gt;20. Describe your bed:&lt;br /&gt;Comfy and colorfull. But you never know what you're going to find in it. :))&lt;br /&gt;21.Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;I just play bluff.&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you carry with you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;My lip balm&lt;br /&gt;23. What do you miss most about being little?&lt;br /&gt;The sensation of being surrounded by barbies, cartoons, candies and innocence.&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you happy with your given name?&lt;br /&gt;I love my given Name.&lt;br /&gt;25. How much money would it take to give up the internet for 1 year?&lt;br /&gt;Enaugh money to buy myself a closet full of wonder chlotes. But it would definetley worth it.&lt;br /&gt;26. Name one trait you can't stand in a person?&lt;br /&gt;Mediocrity&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever been in a play?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, once I even had the leading role :))&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;29.Name the thing that you love and hate at the same time:&lt;br /&gt;Popularity.&lt;br /&gt;30. What do you cook best?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm not very good at cooking, but my peach pie is really good. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken on: 15 august&lt;br /&gt;Hai ca asta a fost un test foarte lung, dar tag-ul merge la &lt;a href="http://21ani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ela,&lt;/a&gt; la &lt;a href="http://dianasplayground.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diana&lt;/a&gt;. Si la &lt;a href="http://thatboynextdoor.net/"&gt;Oby&lt;/a&gt;. Si la &lt;a href="http://miss-mystique.marte.ro/"&gt;Ann&lt;/a&gt;. Daca vor. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-5050935131623203002?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5050935131623203002/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=5050935131623203002' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5050935131623203002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5050935131623203002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-pics.html' title='Me, myself and... I'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RtA1mLWqtdI/AAAAAAAAApo/hW3x05zpBDc/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-429395815862637397</id><published>2007-08-22T21:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:25.203+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill-out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsyOILWqtQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Fd03ZKUbHjw/s1600-h/Kiss_the_Sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsyOILWqtQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Fd03ZKUbHjw/s200/Kiss_the_Sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101608749041890562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi am fost la Sovata...am stat la plaja si acum sunt bronzata-bronzata \:D/&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo proud of me. :))&lt;br /&gt;Am citit Bolero, Cosmopolitan.&lt;br /&gt;Am mancat pizza, am ascultat muzica si am leneviiit!&lt;br /&gt;Apa a fost grozava si am inotat foarte mult.&lt;br /&gt;Acum mananc paine cu margarina si miere de albina ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melodii de prin mp3-playerul meu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_0" 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=..wLzRmb192cvc2bsJmLvlGZhJ3L5t2c29mYhJ3ZvUHauIWZ3VWZyZmL3d3d/royksopp-what_else_is_there-imt.rbs&amp;amp;cover=1&amp;crossfader=1&amp;amp;replay=1&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocmai am realizat ca toate au legatura cu masinile...;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-429395815862637397?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/429395815862637397/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-869502196842982018</id><published>2007-08-22T02:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:25.358+02:00</updated><title type='text'>their story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rst8tbWqtII/AAAAAAAAAnI/egk72-WQ4rs/s1600-h/old+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rst8tbWqtII/AAAAAAAAAnI/egk72-WQ4rs/s320/old+movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101308122806006914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;San Francisco al anilor 50'. Femei incantatoare cu rochii si coafuri superbe. Barbati galanti si fermecatori. Totul era sofisticat, de la o invitatie in oras, pana la cinele fastuoase in cinstea oaspetilor.&lt;br /&gt;Au iesit la o terasa a unui restaurant, iar acum povesteau si priveau raul care trecea chiar prin fata restaurantului. Apusul de soare invaluia tot cadrul si facea atmosfera sa fie de poveste. Lumina  facea totul sa para umpic rosiatic si astfel, aveai impresia ca traiesti o stare de reverie, de amorteala.&lt;br /&gt;Amandoi se bucurau de o companie excelenta, de o bautura buna si de un asfintit superb. Povestea lor nu era una banala. Se cunoscusera de curand si se simteau bine impreuna. Comunicau uneori, fara cuvinte si zambeau la aceleasi lucruri.&lt;br /&gt;Ea era foarte familiara cu cei din jur. Mereu le zambea strainilor, scria poezii si se plimba in amurg pe strazi. Ii placea luxul si sa se simta iubita.&lt;br /&gt;El...&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued...;)) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-869502196842982018?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/869502196842982018/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=869502196842982018' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/869502196842982018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/869502196842982018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/their-story.html' title='their story'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rst8tbWqtII/AAAAAAAAAnI/egk72-WQ4rs/s72-c/old+movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3257796254581717469</id><published>2007-08-22T01:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:25.554+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsuD27WqtKI/AAAAAAAAAnY/hC_TAQsjFzE/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101315982596158626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsuD27WqtKI/AAAAAAAAAnY/hC_TAQsjFzE/s200/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e pofta. De tine.  :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rst7xrWqtGI/AAAAAAAAAm4/GTX8fSFt9f8/s1600-h/old+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3257796254581717469?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3257796254581717469/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3257796254581717469' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3257796254581717469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3257796254581717469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/nu-pot-sa-dorm.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsuD27WqtKI/AAAAAAAAAnY/hC_TAQsjFzE/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-329952289468233734</id><published>2007-08-22T00:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:25.798+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rstqd7WqtBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/c2IiHWtw6uM/s1600-h/thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rstqd7WqtBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/c2IiHWtw6uM/s320/thinking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101288065308734482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am uitat in zare. Si m-am simtit perfect. Pentru o clipa.&lt;br /&gt;Ador clipele astea. Clipele in care te simti complet fericit si te abandonezi sentimentului. Cand toate simturile tale sunt rasfatate la maximum.&lt;br /&gt;Stateam la soare pe un sezlong, simteam razele puternice ale soarelui, dar si o adiere usoara, mancam nectarine, ascultam muzica si priveam piscina.&lt;br /&gt;Sau dansam, sau ma tineai in brate, sau mancam popcorn in fata televizorului.&lt;br /&gt;Ne plimbam pe strada, vantul imi sufla prin par si radeam amandoua de...nu mai stiu de ce. dar stiu senzatia. :)&lt;br /&gt;Cand m-ai luat in brate si mi-ai facut baloane de sapun, ca sa alerg dupa ele. M-ai felicitat, la sfarsitul anului scolar, sau m-ai salutat, vazandu-ma pe strada.&lt;br /&gt;Cand am gasit rochia perfecta, cand am mers la concertul vostru, sau cand mancam inghetata, citeam Bolero si ascultam muzica. Muzica ta.&lt;br /&gt;Si cand te-am zarit, in noapte, iar tu ma priveai, apoi mi-ai zambit si ai venit la mine. Dupa aceea am stat toti in iarba, am mancat prajituri si am povestit vrute si nevrute.&lt;br /&gt;Iar la mare, la mare toata perioada a continut numai asemenea momente.&lt;br /&gt;Acum stau afara si privesc cerul.&lt;br /&gt;Cu o prietena din generala, inainte de fiecare examen ne imaginam ca suntem pe o plaja pustie, la umbra unui palmier, privim marea, iar un tip superb ne da cu lotiune de protectie solara pe spate. Pentru o asa clipa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-329952289468233734?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/329952289468233734/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=329952289468233734' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/329952289468233734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/329952289468233734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/m-am-uitat-in-zare.html' title='Perfect moments'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rstqd7WqtBI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/c2IiHWtw6uM/s72-c/thinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3098100902306498663</id><published>2007-08-21T23:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:25.951+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RstjL7WqtAI/AAAAAAAAAmI/4KAhab8Cxkg/s1600-h/you+know.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RstjL7WqtAI/AAAAAAAAAmI/4KAhab8Cxkg/s320/you+know.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101280059489694722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu cum de mi-a venit sa vorbesc despre asa ceva, dar trebuie sa povestesc despre profesorul meu de tenis. In primul rand, mi se pare ca are cea mai misto slujba dintre aproximativ toti oamenii pe care ii cunosc: Joaca toata ziua tenis. Si inca in strainatate. Numai de curand s-a intors aici, deci are si o gramada de bani. E perfect bronzat, arata bine si are o atitudine asa...cool. Cunoaste pe toata lumea si sunt sigura ca in liceu a fost unul dintre tipii aceia populari. Povesteste tot timpul, mereu ma face sa ma simt bine si glumeste non-stop. Dar si eu cred ca numai as glumi daca as face toata ziua ce-mi place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3098100902306498663?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3098100902306498663/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3098100902306498663' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3098100902306498663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3098100902306498663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/what.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RstjL7WqtAI/AAAAAAAAAmI/4KAhab8Cxkg/s72-c/you+know.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-7460284662864883182</id><published>2007-08-21T23:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:26.133+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pe mess...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsteZbWqs_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/1_gwsAeE0pw/s1600-h/barbie.plastic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101274793859789810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsteZbWqs_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/1_gwsAeE0pw/s320/barbie.plastic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: noa si c mai faci naty?&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: unde esti? akasa?&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: aha :P&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: nu stii ceva fain la televizor?&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: nuuuuu la mine ii dat pe otv ku prigoana ala k s uita matusamea :))&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: :))&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: ooo da vreau sa ma uit la ceva fain; ieri am stat pana la 4 jumate si m-am uitat pe hbo :))&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: la ce? =))&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;camasa de forta&lt;/span&gt;, apoi&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; intre vis si insomnie&lt;/span&gt; si apoi &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;piratii din caraibe 2&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: :)) wow&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: am avut popcorn da numai la primul film :P, la al doilea o fost fain ca am vorbit cu cineva la telefon tot timpul si ne uitam amandoi la acelasi film, si la al treilea abea ma abtineam sa nu rad ca sa nu ma auda ai mei :))&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: tare asa =))&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: ioi auzi...iti plc zmeul d la vama veche? si sunrise avenue fairytale gone bad?&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: prima nu o stiu dar a doua o ador&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: mi-o trimiti?&lt;br /&gt;You have received 1 file from Alexandra b.&lt;br /&gt;Vama Veche - Zmeul .Mp3&lt;br /&gt;You have received 1 file from Alexandra b.&lt;br /&gt;Dj Rynno feat. Sylvia - Feel.mp3&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: vaaaai cat am cautat melodia asta pe net si nu am gasit-o&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: merciii :* :* :*&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: :))&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: &gt;:D&lt; cu placere&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: ioi si asta-mi place:&lt;br /&gt;You have received 1 file from Alexandra b.&lt;br /&gt;Florin Chilian - Zece.mp3&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: si u ce-ai mai facut?&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: pfai nimik ....am stat mai mult&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: akuma stii ne renovam bucataria&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra b: si noa am tot facut curat si ajutat pe aici&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-7460284662864883182?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7460284662864883182/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=7460284662864883182' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7460284662864883182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7460284662864883182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/d-cu-placere-alexandra-b-ioi-si-asta-mi.html' title='Pe mess...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsteZbWqs_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/1_gwsAeE0pw/s72-c/barbie.plastic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-4328513382382453601</id><published>2007-08-21T22:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:26.303+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Laidback</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RstLY7Wqs-I/AAAAAAAAAl0/g_a_SpVkKO8/s1600-h/000d60aa06df082e021250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RstLY7Wqs-I/AAAAAAAAAl0/g_a_SpVkKO8/s320/000d60aa06df082e021250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101253894548927458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De cand m-am intors de la mare e foarte liniste. Si bine. Citesc multe reviste, imi scriu la carte si beau Prigat de Grapefruit. Mi-am vopsit niste margele in alb si am invatat sa fac prajitura cu caise a mamei. Am citit "Dama cu camelii", "Gosspi Girl" si am dansat pe balcon cu castile in urechi: i-am descoperit pe cei de la Panic! at the disco. :D&lt;br /&gt;Povestesc mult cu Alexia si merg la cumparaturi. Imi fac popcorn la cuptorul cu microunde si stau toata noaptea sa ma uit la filme pe HBO. Mananc multe dulciuri, mi-e tare dor sa merg la planorism si imi place mult noua mea cana cu &lt;span&gt;"Totul despre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;litera N"&lt;/span&gt; :p&lt;br /&gt;Prind cate-o scena din Survivor, ador The Amazing Race si ma uit la cat mai multe C.S.I. Nu mai reusesc sa gasesc Desperate Housewifes. Dar imi plac pe Pro Cinema: Nascut DJ si Veronica Mars.&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am facut un colaj cu tot felul de pliante pe care le-am primit, insigne, bratara de la peninsula, eticheta celei mai scumpe rochii pe care mi-am luat-o vara asta :)) si biletul de autocar de la mare.  Fac exercitii la matematica, iar mai nou ma uit la o gramada de prezentari de moda pe fashion tv. Mi-am si redecorat camera si am mutat din nou mobilierul. Am pus poze si am scris pe pereti. Imi place cum e acum, totul arata foarte boem. :))&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am mai facut o bratara. Si inca un colier, cu margele de la Art&amp;Hobby, iar toate gandurile haotice care imi dansau pana acum prin cap, au disparut. Sau s-au ascuns pe undeva, dar e foarte bine asa, fara ele. Imi place. Ma joc cu Jenny, inca mai primesc cadouri de ziua mea, rad, flirtez mult si abea astept ziua de maine sa merg din nou la tenis. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYu8WakFmcvInZuUWZyZmL2ATZu9WZjlmb/02-panic_at_the_disco-the_only_difference_between_martyrdom_and_suicide_is_press_coverage.mp3.rbs&amp;cover=1&amp;amp;crossfader=1&amp;replay=1&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYu8WakFmcvInZuUWZyZmL2ATZu9WZjlmb/04-panic_at_the_disco-nails_for_breakfast_tacks_for_snacks.mp3.rbs&amp;amp;cover=1&amp;crossfader=1&amp;amp;replay=1&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-4328513382382453601?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4328513382382453601/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=4328513382382453601' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4328513382382453601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4328513382382453601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/de-cand-m-am-intors-de-la-mare-e-foarte.html' title='Laidback'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RstLY7Wqs-I/AAAAAAAAAl0/g_a_SpVkKO8/s72-c/000d60aa06df082e021250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2536486965908645890</id><published>2007-08-16T13:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:26.499+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Sex On the Beach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatalcoholicdrinkareyouquiz/sex-on-the-beach.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When comes to drinking, you like it to go down smooth.&lt;br /&gt;You really don't like the taste of alcohol - just its effect on you.&lt;br /&gt;So, you're proud to get drunk on fruity, girly drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Because once you're liquored up, the fun begins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatalcoholicdrinkareyouquiz/"&gt;What Alcoholic Drink Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsQvKLWqr5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/PZoxJhSgS44/s1600-h/at+the+pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsQvKLWqr5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/PZoxJhSgS44/s320/at+the+pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099252529983303570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Vreau inapoi la mare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2536486965908645890?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2536486965908645890/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2536486965908645890' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2536486965908645890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2536486965908645890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-are-sex-on-beach-when-comes-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsQvKLWqr5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/PZoxJhSgS44/s72-c/at+the+pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-8852624065597528551</id><published>2007-08-14T13:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:26.614+02:00</updated><title type='text'>dance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsGRbMFeNwI/AAAAAAAAAcw/17l1bFmU0i4/s1600-h/i_Summer_iPod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsGRbMFeNwI/AAAAAAAAAcw/17l1bFmU0i4/s320/i_Summer_iPod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098516149446784770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Melodiile care ma fac fericita;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag primit de la Ella. :)&lt;br /&gt;Dupa multe negocieri, razgandiri si taieri de pe lista, am ajuns la un valoros numar de 10. Sorry, mai mult nu pot sa scad.&lt;br /&gt;So, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;1. Bob Sinclair- Sound of freedom. Nu cred ca e nevoie de vre-o explicatie.&lt;br /&gt;2. Claude VonStroke- Who's afraid of Detroit?&lt;br /&gt;Melodia in sine nu e foarte spectaculoasa, dar senzatia pe care o am cand o aud e unica, deoarece am descoperit-o intr-o calatorie de-a dreptul superba, iar de fiecare data cand o aud imi amintesc fragmente din acele zile. 8-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cleopatra Stratan- Numar pana la 1. E melodia preferata a fiicelor surorii mele, iar cand aud melodia, ma gandesc la ele. :)&lt;br /&gt;4. Suie Paparude- Pentru inimi. E melodia preferata a mea si a prietenei mele cele mai bune. Am fost deja la 2 concerte Suie Paparude numai vara asta :D&lt;br /&gt;5. Fergie- Clumsy. Ador zilele in care ma tot indragostesc cate ceva. Dar totusi nu sunt atat de impiedicata.&lt;br /&gt;6. Hellogoodbye- In your arms. Asa vad eu iubirea.&lt;br /&gt;7. Hilary Duff- Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;8. Panic at the Disco- Lying is the most fun...e foarte lung titlul...in ultimul timp am descoperit mai multe melodii de la ei care ma fac sa ma simt bine, mai este una, ...Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks. :p&lt;br /&gt;9. Pendulum&amp; Freestylers- Fasten your seatbelt. Imi plac de cand i-am vazut in concert. ;)&lt;br /&gt;si...10. Timberland- The way i are.&lt;br /&gt;Asta a fost tot, tagul merge la toti cei care mi-au vizitat blogul. Neaparat. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-29e10c2509e3107e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D29e10c2509e3107e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329870537%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5828813CA89BEF9510F5856024B01DE41BAECA77.2B3D118E50047B1BCAC3F75501AB7E7332FD1EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D29e10c2509e3107e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4NHu3msCa_rG4HkNL0WYTTaLj08&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D29e10c2509e3107e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329870537%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5828813CA89BEF9510F5856024B01DE41BAECA77.2B3D118E50047B1BCAC3F75501AB7E7332FD1EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D29e10c2509e3107e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4NHu3msCa_rG4HkNL0WYTTaLj08&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-8852624065597528551?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8852624065597528551/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=8852624065597528551' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8852624065597528551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8852624065597528551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/dance.html' title='dance!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsGRbMFeNwI/AAAAAAAAAcw/17l1bFmU0i4/s72-c/i_Summer_iPod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-6414042419848068396</id><published>2007-08-13T15:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:27.028+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsBco8FeNoI/AAAAAAAAAbk/vbuIkQj4smA/s1600-h/sunglasses+in+summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsBco8FeNoI/AAAAAAAAAbk/vbuIkQj4smA/s320/sunglasses+in+summer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098176636577003138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am venit de la mare. Sunt multe de povestit si mi-e prea somn acum pentru formulari interesante, asa ca am postat cate ceva din conversatia mea cu Ella, (ella, sper sa nu te superi :) care cuprinde, in mare, niste amintiri dragute de pe acolo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: sal :p&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: hey baby&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: cat de bronzata esti?&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :P&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: pai, nu foarte dar ma dau si eu mare pe aici&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :))&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: te-ai prajit sau esti usor mulatra?&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: nu m-am prajit, sunt asa...umpic caramel ;)&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :P&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: deja s-a terminat ...&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: credeam ca o luna nu te mai vad&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: &lt;:D&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: ceva memorabil?&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: vreun crush, vreo cazatura, vreun record doborat la inot?&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela:  :D&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: pai, marti am stat vre-o 2 ore la rand, la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gogosica fitosica&lt;/span&gt; (foarte inteligent numele) ;))  timp in care a inceput sa ploua, noroc ca aveau niste fete de acolo o umbrela, iar cand, dupa ceva stat in ploaie am ajuns in sfarsit la rand :)), a inceput sa ploua si mai tare si am intrat la ceva terasa in are liber, unde era apa vre-o 20 de cm pe jos, eram leoarca si ne era groaznic de frig dar am stat acolo si am mancat niste gogosi incredibile : ))&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: era ca in hawaii, numai ca in loc sa stai cu picioarele in apa si sa admirati privelistea, stateati in balta si mancati gogosica fitosica&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :P&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: :))&lt;br /&gt;natty girl: aha :D&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: iar apoi, dupa ce am vazut ca nu inceteaza ploaia am pornit inspre hotel, am alergat vre-o 15 minute  si in viata mea nu am fost mai uda, dar eram foarte vesele, pe drum cantam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel wet&lt;/span&gt; in loc de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel good,&lt;/span&gt; melodia aia din reclama de la ceva ulei&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :))&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: foarte tare&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: gata se strica vremea&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: nu stiu daca mai apuc si eu mare&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: pai nu chiar, ca de miercuri nici macar nu o mai fost inorat si am prins vreme foarte buna de plaja&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: si cum aratau specimenele masculine de pe plaja?&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :D&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: 8-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :))&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: vre-o 2 zile mi-o placut incredibil de un tip care, coincidenta, ;)) a stat in ambele zile undeva foarte aproape de noi, dar nu am fost in stare sa ma duc la el, :))&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: dar apoi, in ultimele zile, am gasit altul :)) cu asta am vorbit,  il chema sebi si era fosrte simpatic :P&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: TREBUIA SA TE DUCI SI TU MAI DEPARTE DE CEILALTI&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: sa aduni niste scoici (scuze de caps lock)&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: isi facea mai mult curaj sa iti vorbeasca daca erai singura&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :P&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: pai, nu se gaseau deloc scoici pe acolo :)) si daca mergem la tarm, nu ma vedea de unde era el...&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :D&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: si cati ani avea Sebi?&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: 19&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: brunet?&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: da&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: seamana pana acum cu vecinu meu&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: dar asta era din sibiu =))&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :))&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: cine stie&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: poate si-a folosit identitatea secreta&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela: :P&lt;br /&gt;Natty girl: da da probabil era ceva agent secret sub acoperire si nu putea sa-mi dezvaluie unde locuieste cu adevarat :P&lt;br /&gt;Me Ela:  :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsBccsFeNnI/AAAAAAAAAbc/H7UPe_WpLfw/s1600-h/illusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsBccsFeNnI/AAAAAAAAAbc/H7UPe_WpLfw/s320/illusion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098176426123605618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Privesc inapoi, iar imagini si senzatii deja prafuite in revin in minte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-6414042419848068396?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6414042419848068396/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=6414042419848068396' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6414042419848068396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6414042419848068396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/am-venit-de-la-mare.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsBco8FeNoI/AAAAAAAAAbk/vbuIkQj4smA/s72-c/sunglasses+in+summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-4597069703334526679</id><published>2007-08-02T14:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:27.283+02:00</updated><title type='text'>walk the sky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrHMtwNAG2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/7UVWLSRzIy8/s1600-h/walk_the_sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrHMtwNAG2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/7UVWLSRzIy8/s320/walk_the_sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094077739938356066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duminica merg la mare! \:D/&lt;br /&gt;Iar luni o sa fie ziua mea :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-4597069703334526679?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4597069703334526679/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=4597069703334526679' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4597069703334526679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4597069703334526679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/duminica-merg-la-mare-d-iar-luni-o-sa.html' title='walk the sky...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrHMtwNAG2I/AAAAAAAAAa8/7UVWLSRzIy8/s72-c/walk_the_sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-7170788195145971865</id><published>2007-08-02T13:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:27.503+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffeeta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrHK0ANAG0I/AAAAAAAAAas/RrpMB4DByL0/s1600-h/rest_by_pufusu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrHK0ANAG0I/AAAAAAAAAas/RrpMB4DByL0/s320/rest_by_pufusu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094075648289282882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;era la laptop cand m-am trezit. prea devreme. m-am indreptat spre cafea. 2 lingurite de zahar si coffeeta. multa coffeeta. m-am asezat la masa. umbre din ceva revista si mi-am indreptat atentia spre televizor. eram la a doua cana. acelasi ritual. zahar. mai mult. si apoi din nou coffeeta. stropi de apa in chiuveta. niste voci la televizor. mi-am mai pus niste coffeeta. nu stiu de ce. imi place. imi plac dependentele. chiar daca suna aiurea sa zici ca esti dependent de coffeeta. mai bine zici ca esti dependent de cafea. dar nu pot sa zic asa ceva pentru ca beau rar. de plictiseala m-am gandit sa mai imi pun o cana. in tot timpul asta, ea a oftat. s-a suparat. a inchis messengerul. l-a deschis la loc. s-a intristat. a plans. si-a suflat nasul. iar a oftat. eu mi-am mai pus cafea. si coffeta. ea a mai plans o data. el e un idiot. eu nu am nevoie de asa ceva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-7170788195145971865?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7170788195145971865/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=7170788195145971865' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7170788195145971865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7170788195145971865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/era-la-laptop-cand-m-am-trezit.html' title='Coffeeta'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrHK0ANAG0I/AAAAAAAAAas/RrpMB4DByL0/s72-c/rest_by_pufusu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-151532495147951812</id><published>2007-08-02T13:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:27.712+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrG_TgNAGvI/AAAAAAAAAaE/S4RbQn2eSyM/s1600-h/peninsula.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrG_TgNAGvI/AAAAAAAAAaE/S4RbQn2eSyM/s320/peninsula.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094062995315628786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am fost la Peninsula....:D:D&lt;br /&gt;A fost asaaa misto!&lt;br /&gt;Nu prea stiu ce sa zic, mi-e lene sa descriu atmosfera...Cel mai mult mi-au placut Suie Paparude, de la care nu stiam decat melodia Armada Verbala dar, dupa ce i-am auzit acolo...nimic nu se compara cu un concert :D&lt;br /&gt;Si Pendulum au fost ok. De fapt, mi-au placut chiar mult. Am sarit, am dansat, am tipat, am baut.&lt;br /&gt;A fost grozav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrHCMQNAGwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/o_Z1tmQpiIw/s1600-h/220px-Pendulum_%28drum_and_bass_group%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrHCMQNAGwI/AAAAAAAAAaM/o_Z1tmQpiIw/s320/220px-Pendulum_%28drum_and_bass_group%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094066169296460546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendulum...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-151532495147951812?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/151532495147951812/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=151532495147951812' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/151532495147951812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/151532495147951812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/am-fost-la-peninsula.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrG_TgNAGvI/AAAAAAAAAaE/S4RbQn2eSyM/s72-c/peninsula.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2661520700183355254</id><published>2007-08-02T12:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:27.824+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Intr-o clipa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrG-RgNAGuI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/gRTOGDpBV_U/s1600-h/myspace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrG-RgNAGuI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/gRTOGDpBV_U/s320/myspace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094061861444262626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cresc. Adun toate experientele care ma pot ajuta sa-mi dau seama ce e viata, toti oamenii de la care cred ca pot invata si toate lucrurile care imi plac. Vreau sa vad cine sunt, ce vreau si incotro ma indrept. Nu am crezut niciodata oamenii care au afirmat ca o persoana sau o intamplare te pot face sa iti dai seama ce vrei. De fapt, nu e vorba ca nu i-am crezut, dar nu intalnisem persoane extraordinare. Si nici nu trecusem prin experiente inaltatoare. Nu stiam cat de tare te poate impresiona o persoana. Probabil nu o voi mai vedea niciodata, dar, chiar daca nu stiu exact in ce fel, cred ca a fost o persoana importanta in viata mea.&lt;br /&gt;Am cunoscut-o la verisoara mea. O cheama Dimitra. E din Grecia. Cred ca daca ai zari-o, nu te-ai mai satura niciodata sa o privesti. E incredibil de frumoasa si are un farmec, care te mentine mereu captivat. E ca acele persoane superbe din filme, e foarte bogata, chiar daca nu cred ca a lucrat o zi in viata ei, iar orice ar face, toate persoanele din jurul ei o privesc fascinate. In zilele petrecute cu ele, m-am simtit divin. In fiecare zi am fost la piscina, la cumparaturi, am visat, si sincer, chiar daca in comparatie cu ele eram ceva de genul, "ratusca cea urata", nu m-am simtit deloc asa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2661520700183355254?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2661520700183355254/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2661520700183355254' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2661520700183355254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2661520700183355254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/cresc.html' title='Intr-o clipa'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RrG-RgNAGuI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/gRTOGDpBV_U/s72-c/myspace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3334655676816480028</id><published>2007-07-17T18:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:27.907+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparkle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rstt_bWqtCI/AAAAAAAAAmY/P7EYajCDcj0/s1600-h/Summer_Flings_by_xenomanic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rstt_bWqtCI/AAAAAAAAAmY/P7EYajCDcj0/s320/Summer_Flings_by_xenomanic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101291939369235490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca tot e vara si e extrem de bine, ma gandeam zilele trecute la momente, locuri si persoane care ma fascineaza. Asa cum o face vara. Mi-au trecut multe lucruri prin cap, dar cel mai mult am ramas sa ma gandesc la Bucuresti. Eu locuiesc in Tg-Mures, care e destul de departe de capitala. E un oras mic si monoton, care sincer, nu prea mi-a placut niciodata. In schimb ador sa vizitez, chiar si cateva zile pe an, Bucurestiul. Poate e din cauza ca nu petrec mult timp aici, dar iubesc agitatia-i specifica, magazinele scumpe de haine, caldura si plimbarile pe bulevardele-i lungi.&lt;br /&gt;Verisoara mea, Timi, locuieste acolo, asa ca atunci cand m-a chemat cateva zile la ea, nu am stat mult pe ganduri.&lt;br /&gt;Acum sunt aici. La ea in apartament. Azi am ajuns. Drumul a fost foarte obositor, dar de cand am ajuns, sunt mereu pe faza, ca sa nu ratez nimic. Am facut o plimbare, am stat la o terasa si acum povestim. E perfect. Maine vreau sa fac cumparaturi. :D&lt;br /&gt;Bine te-am regasit, Bucuresti. Mi-ai lipsit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3334655676816480028?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3334655676816480028/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3334655676816480028' title='10 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3334655676816480028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3334655676816480028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/ca-tot-e-vara-si-e-extrem-de-bine-ma.html' title='Sparkle.'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rstt_bWqtCI/AAAAAAAAAmY/P7EYajCDcj0/s72-c/Summer_Flings_by_xenomanic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-1545770081431438307</id><published>2007-07-14T18:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T18:40:26.551+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a kind of magic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/AQoJCKuGpTY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/AQoJCKuGpTY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-1545770081431438307?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1545770081431438307/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=1545770081431438307' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1545770081431438307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1545770081431438307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-kind-of-magic.html' title='It&amp;#39;s a kind of magic...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-6400339181863716387</id><published>2007-07-14T18:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:28.182+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce ador filmul Great Expectations?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rpj6cvZlltI/AAAAAAAAAZs/TCHzBjjsYEw/s1600-h/model3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rpj6cvZlltI/AAAAAAAAAZs/TCHzBjjsYEw/s320/model3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087091150782043858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca Estelle poarta aproape intotdeauna haine verzi.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca actiunea si mesajul sunt extrem de evazive, iar melodiile sunt de-a dreptul superbe. Ma fac sa visez.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca scenele sexuale sunt atat de intense incat simt ca ma aflu si eu acolo. Nu voi uita niciodata scena sarutului, din copilaria protagonistilor, iar mereu m-a fascinat ideea de a-i poza unui artist. Mi se pare incitant.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ma incanta gratia lui Gwyneth Paltrow.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca si eu am o multime de asteptari, care insa cred ca nu se vor materializa, decat intr-o clipa, intr-o secventa dintr-un basm, cu melodii franceze.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca ma invaluie farmecul personajelor, a locurilor, si ideea prafuita de iubire neconditionata . Totul se petrece parca pe alt taram. Vreau sa stiu ca si eu, orice as face voi gasi ceva magic.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca tanjesc dupa o poveste in care noi sa ne cunoastem, sa ne intelegem, si sa ne simtim, fara cuvinte.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca nu pot sa nu imi vad viata ca pe un film, cu umbre verzi, stropi de speranta si muzica expresiva.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca si eu plec fara sa imi iau ramas-bun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-6400339181863716387?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6400339181863716387/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=6400339181863716387' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6400339181863716387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6400339181863716387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/de-ce-ador-filmul-great-expectations.html' title='De ce ador filmul Great Expectations?'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rpj6cvZlltI/AAAAAAAAAZs/TCHzBjjsYEw/s72-c/model3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-5160944643714272596</id><published>2007-07-13T13:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:28.329+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am primit azi de dimineata premiul de la Fredo&amp;Pidjin. \:D/&lt;br /&gt;Sunt grozave.&lt;br /&gt;i'm soo lucky ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rpdb9PZllqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/rX4s1nRT-no/s1600-h/DSC00151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rpdb9PZllqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/rX4s1nRT-no/s320/DSC00151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086635411802265250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-5160944643714272596?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5160944643714272596/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=5160944643714272596' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5160944643714272596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5160944643714272596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/am-primit-azi-de-dimineata-premiul-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rpdb9PZllqI/AAAAAAAAAZU/rX4s1nRT-no/s72-c/DSC00151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-264598691722876639</id><published>2007-07-12T21:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:28.977+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Think colors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsBrF8FeNrI/AAAAAAAAAb8/BhrS2bTBJx8/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsBrF8FeNrI/AAAAAAAAAb8/BhrS2bTBJx8/s320/DSC00055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098192527955998386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsBq-cFeNqI/AAAAAAAAAb0/O5BrKAHhITU/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsBq-cFeNqI/AAAAAAAAAb0/O5BrKAHhITU/s320/DSC00024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098192399106979490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpZ89vZllpI/AAAAAAAAAZM/okAAbao12BI/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpZ89vZllpI/AAAAAAAAAZM/okAAbao12BI/s320/DSC00081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086390229299205778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpZ85PZlloI/AAAAAAAAAZE/t-zHL9BtNwY/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpZ85PZlloI/AAAAAAAAAZE/t-zHL9BtNwY/s320/DSC00048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086390151989794434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpZ8zfZllnI/AAAAAAAAAY8/6GhSW2vh_uE/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpZ8zfZllnI/AAAAAAAAAY8/6GhSW2vh_uE/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086390053205546610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi a fost o zi foarte colorata. Am gandit in buline. Si in linii. Am fost la cumparaturi, am ras mult si am mancat inghetata.  M-am gandit la viata mea din momentul acesta. De zilele acestea. Si am ajuns la concluzia ca daca nu e perfecta, e al naibii de aproape de asta. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-264598691722876639?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/264598691722876639/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=264598691722876639' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/264598691722876639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/264598691722876639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/think-colors.html' title='Think colors!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RsBrF8FeNrI/AAAAAAAAAb8/BhrS2bTBJx8/s72-c/DSC00055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3784794088483266221</id><published>2007-07-11T16:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:29.275+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm loving it... sa merg la planorism :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpTxWyTWvhI/AAAAAAAAAYE/d1arwiRzrj8/s1600-h/planooor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpTxWyTWvhI/AAAAAAAAAYE/d1arwiRzrj8/s320/planooor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085955252970503698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiam ce sa mai scriu, asa ca m-am gandit sa ma laud putin ;)) Azi a fost destul de inorat, dar tot am apucat sa fac 2 zboruri! \:D/ Ma bucur mult ca m-am inscris la asa ceva, se completeaza perfect cu latura mea artistica. :)) Expresia "vreau sa pot zbura" e atat de folosita, dar sentimentul pe care il ai cand chiar poti face asa ceva, e de nedescris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpTyGCTWvjI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XGRjoJHiU_U/s1600-h/it+feels+nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpTyGCTWvjI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XGRjoJHiU_U/s200/it+feels+nice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085956064719322674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3784794088483266221?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3784794088483266221/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3784794088483266221' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3784794088483266221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3784794088483266221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-loving-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpTxWyTWvhI/AAAAAAAAAYE/d1arwiRzrj8/s72-c/planooor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3146045589896491118</id><published>2007-07-11T15:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:29.523+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpTssiTWvgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/1c3gpP7KgMw/s1600-h/spontaneously_self.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpTssiTWvgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/1c3gpP7KgMw/s320/spontaneously_self.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085950129074519554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am gasit la Oby un test foarte dragut.&lt;br /&gt;Instructiunile sunt urmatoarele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;deschizi winamp-ul, respectiv ipod-ul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alegi optiunea suffle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fiecarei intrebari ii corespunde melodia urmatoare :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; 1. How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Placebo- Running up that hill ( if i only could...)&lt;br /&gt;2. Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Prodigy-Spitfire ( eu nu ma vad atat de...aprinsa in ceea ce imi propun, insa...if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know that i can&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;3. How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;Hoobstank- The reason. probabil. dar nu prea inteleg. adica,...in fine.&lt;br /&gt;4. Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Lohan-Rumors. pai, da, nu?&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your best friend’s theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise Avenue- Forever yours (Nu prea cred.)&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Modest Mouse-Sleepwalking. :))) That was funny.&lt;br /&gt;7. What was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;Faster kill pussycat. No idea what are you talking about.&lt;br /&gt;8. How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;Within Temptation- What have you done (i will hurt people? I'm a bitch?)&lt;br /&gt;9. What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Pendulum-Fasten your seatbelt. hmm...ma fac sa ma simt grozav.&lt;br /&gt;10. What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Lostprophets-For all these times. ( give me something...&lt;br /&gt;11. What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol- Chasing cars ( so, i could say i am ...laidback, calm and independent)&lt;br /&gt;12. To describe your grandparents&lt;br /&gt;Plumb-Cut...(nush ce e cu intrebarea asta...)&lt;br /&gt;13. How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;Sophie Elisse Bexter- Catch you. Nu stiu ce vreau sa prind. Si de ce. Dar vreau totul. Acum.&lt;br /&gt;14. What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;My chemical romance- Helena. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So long and goodnight?  &lt;/span&gt;wierd. scary. poate&lt;br /&gt;15. How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;Center stage soundtrack-Friends forever. :) Nice!&lt;br /&gt;16. Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Youth Group- Forever young (Hope so.)&lt;br /&gt;17. What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Red Hot Chilli Peppers- Snow. Still don't know.&lt;br /&gt;18. Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;John tucker must die soundtrack-Dirty little secret. yup! they do lust after me :D&lt;br /&gt;19. How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Ciara-Like a boy :))&lt;br /&gt;20. What should you do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;Phantom Planet- California. Definetley. As pleca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3146045589896491118?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3146045589896491118/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3146045589896491118' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3146045589896491118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3146045589896491118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/deci-am-gasit-la-oby-un-test-foarte.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpTssiTWvgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/1c3gpP7KgMw/s72-c/spontaneously_self.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-804725730962877318</id><published>2007-07-06T09:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:29.791+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce fel de cocktail esti?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Ro48tCTWvfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/y9mCNJGMNhY/s1600-h/Cocktail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Ro48tCTWvfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/y9mCNJGMNhY/s200/Cocktail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084067773757701618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am facut un test din Bolero. Sunt "Daiquiri Diva"&lt;br /&gt;"Bineinteles, iti plac cele mai bune lucruri din viata, ca unei adevarate dive. Stii cum sa-ti folosesti farmecul, iar astfel te asiguri ca lucrurile ies asa cum vrei tu. Esti fata care poate sa organizeze totul cu zambetul pe buze si cu un rezultat excelent. Nu te sfiesti sa-i spui prietenei tale cum ii sta cu blugii aceia prea stramti." :))&lt;br /&gt;"Prepara-l: Light rum, o lingurita de zahar praf si suc de fructe..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-804725730962877318?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/804725730962877318/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=804725730962877318' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/804725730962877318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/804725730962877318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/ce-fel-de-cocktail-esti.html' title='Ce fel de cocktail esti?'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Ro48tCTWvfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/y9mCNJGMNhY/s72-c/Cocktail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-8887624804609894382</id><published>2007-07-06T08:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:29.899+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Senzatii de vara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Ro3qmCTWvdI/AAAAAAAAAXk/y6-bNzQNDdg/s1600-h/just+summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083977493545139666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Ro3qmCTWvdI/AAAAAAAAAXk/y6-bNzQNDdg/s320/just+summer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miercuri dupa masa am fost la weekend. Am lenevit pe sezlong, la soare, am stat o groaza la plaja si am ascultat muzica. Soarele nu mai stralucea atat de puternic, dar razele lui calde si mirosul acela de apa limpede, m-au facut sa-mi inchid ochii si sa-mi doresc ca senzatia aceea sa dureze la nesfarsit. Nu a durat mult. Dar a fost perfect. Ascultam si Bob Marley- Bad Boys :) Eram cu Timi. Ea locuieste la Bucuresti. Suntem verisoare, dar are vre-o 24 de ani. Ne vedem foarte rar, cam de vre-o 2 ori pe an, dar de fiecare data cand ma vede, exclameaza cat am slabit. :)) Apoi ma intreaba ce dieta am tinut. Eu nu tin diete. Deci, chiar imi place de ea. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ieri, m-am uitat la desene animate. De cand m-am intors de la verisorii mei, am reintrat in atmosfera mea obisnuita de calm. M-am uitat la PowerPuffGirls. Cand eram mici, eu eram Bubbles. Zsuzsi era Blossom. Nu mai stiu cine era ButterCup, dar si noi salvam lumea. Atunci puteam face orice. Cateodata, vara, am aceeasi senzatie.&lt;br /&gt;Am mancat Milka, am citit Coolgirl si am ascultat-o pe Cleopatra Stratan cu &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Numar pan la 1. &lt;/span&gt;In rest, totul e linistit. Merg la cinema, ies pe afara si beau ice tea...&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-8887624804609894382?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8887624804609894382/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=8887624804609894382' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8887624804609894382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8887624804609894382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/senzatii-de-vara.html' title='Senzatii de vara'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Ro3qmCTWvdI/AAAAAAAAAXk/y6-bNzQNDdg/s72-c/just+summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-6975172098245925974</id><published>2007-07-04T18:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:30.178+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite things in the world...in momentul de fata :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RovOWCTWvcI/AAAAAAAAAXc/_-vQ4ZSiiuA/s1600-h/great+summertime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RovOWCTWvcI/AAAAAAAAAXc/_-vQ4ZSiiuA/s320/great+summertime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083383482388233666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dvd-urile &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The OC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. inghetata cu caramel&lt;br /&gt;3. cartile &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip Girl &lt;/span&gt;de Cecily von Ziegesar&lt;br /&gt;4. o noapte fierbinte, de vara&lt;br /&gt;5. o bataie cu perne&lt;br /&gt;6. o zi la piscina&lt;br /&gt;7. un masaj la un SPA ;))&lt;br /&gt;8. parfumul &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very Irrezistible&lt;/span&gt; de la&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Givenchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9. muzica vesela&lt;br /&gt;10. capsunile cu zahar&lt;br /&gt;11. o baie intr-un lac adanc si rece ca gheata&lt;br /&gt;12. multi pupici :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-6975172098245925974?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6975172098245925974/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=6975172098245925974' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6975172098245925974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6975172098245925974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-favourite-things-in-worldin-momentul.html' title='My favourite things in the world...in momentul de fata :)'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RovOWCTWvcI/AAAAAAAAAXc/_-vQ4ZSiiuA/s72-c/great+summertime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-7456368929091532308</id><published>2007-07-02T10:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:30.294+02:00</updated><title type='text'>As vrea sa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RovGziTWvbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fJjIZHcGt40/s1600-h/on+summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RovGziTWvbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fJjIZHcGt40/s200/on+summer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083375193101352370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;stau pe acoperisul unei case si sa privesc o noapte intreaga cerul&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vad toate filmele cu Audrey Hepburn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vizitez Parisul&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alerg printr-un camp cu flori&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;am o groaza de haine Chanel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;traiesc intr-un film alb-negru&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;castig concursuri de tenis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beau capuccino cu spuma in fiecare dimineata&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stau pe malul marii si sa privesc in zare&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;am un bischon maltez mic si alb, la care sa ii fac codite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;citesc toate cartile din colectia &lt;em&gt;Chic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;zbor cu planorul in fiecare zi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;merg in fiecare vacanta in Ibiza&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;adorm mereu cu gandul la tine...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-7456368929091532308?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7456368929091532308/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=7456368929091532308' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7456368929091532308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7456368929091532308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/as-vrea-sa.html' title='As vrea sa...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RovGziTWvbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/fJjIZHcGt40/s72-c/on+summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-1408969024048032</id><published>2007-07-02T10:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:30.605+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RojCHyTWvZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Um3jd6HRaLE/s1600-h/drunk__.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082525618505432466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RojCHyTWvZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Um3jd6HRaLE/s320/drunk__.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt la verisoara mea de cateva zile. Netu nu prea merge asa ca nu am mai apucat sa scriu de mult. Aseara m-am imbatat. A fost ziua matusii mele si au avut tequila. Dar noua nu ne-au dat. Asa ca azi-noapte, dupa ce au adormit toti, ne-am furisat afara. Cu sticla. Mai mult de plictiseala. Si din curiozitate, normal. Am baut cateva paharele, dupa aia am pus-o deoparte sa nu se vada ca lipseste mult. Apoi am baut ceva visinata. Eu mai multa. Cam prea multa. :)) Am zacut pe podea catva ore, apoi am fost la baie si m-am impiedicat pe scari, am cazut si am ras. Am ras mult. Nimic deosebit. Dar macar nu ne-am mai plictisit, ca zilele trecute. Trebuie sa-mi gasesc ceva de facut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-1408969024048032?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1408969024048032/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=1408969024048032' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1408969024048032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1408969024048032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunt-la-verisoara-mea-de-cateva-zile.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RojCHyTWvZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Um3jd6HRaLE/s72-c/drunk__.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-5612548880283508048</id><published>2007-06-22T19:33:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:30.910+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnwQTSLCCeI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kozZAf9GktY/s1600-h/Summer_Lovin___by_look_down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078952403248744930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnwQTSLCCeI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kozZAf9GktY/s200/Summer_Lovin___by_look_down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vacanta!! :D Abea acum am reusit sa mai scap de oboseala si am inceput sa imi intru in ritm. Azi a fost o zi de-a dreptul...perfecta. Ador atmosfera asta calma si lejera de vara.&lt;br /&gt;Cand m-am trezit am vazut la televizor ca au inceput sa redea un serial, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Capsune cu zahar, &lt;/span&gt;pe care l-am vazut acum vre-o 3 ani si mi-a placut foarte mult. Sunt niste tineri, la liceu, intr-un oras cu iesire la mare, ... :D&lt;br /&gt;Am fost cu prietena mea cea mai buna la Meli Melo si mi-am luat cercei :P. Am mancat muulta inghetata cu caramel, am citit reviste si am ascultat muzica vesela.&lt;br /&gt;Dupamasa am fost cu mama la cumparaturi si mi-a luat 2 perechi de papuci de la &lt;a href="http://www.office.co.uk/"&gt;Office.&lt;/a&gt; :) Par superficiala dar,... chiar ador papucii de la Office. :)) Stiti, sentimentul acela grozav care iti cuprinde tot corpul atunci cand vanzatoarea iti da punga aceea, plina de vise si dorinte ascunse? Si tu o iei, iar in momentul acela, simti un strop de extaz in tine. :) In fine,... nu e ceva cronic. Doar ca nu-mi pot imagina vara fara cumparaturi.&lt;br /&gt;Asa. Dupa aceea ne-am tot facut masti, gomaje si aiureli dinastea. Acum ma uit la &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;One Tree Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nu ma mai deranjeaza ca e foarte cald. E bine.&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpZ6PfZlljI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Wn8MLgL0MCA/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086387235707000370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RpZ6PfZlljI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Wn8MLgL0MCA/s320/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-5612548880283508048?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5612548880283508048/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=5612548880283508048' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5612548880283508048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5612548880283508048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/e-vacanta-d-abea-acum-am-reusit-sa-mai.html' title='Happy day...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnwQTSLCCeI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kozZAf9GktY/s72-c/Summer_Lovin___by_look_down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3395151983747584114</id><published>2007-06-18T19:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T12:47:48.058+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Slideshow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-5a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-5a.slide.com&amp;channel=576460752303563610&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="350" height="262" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:350px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=13&amp;sk=27&amp;cy=be&amp;th=8&amp;id=576460752303563610&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5a.slide.com/p1/576460752303563610/be_t013_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=13&amp;sk=27&amp;cy=be&amp;th=8&amp;id=576460752303563610&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5a.slide.com/p2/576460752303563610/be_t013_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am facut un slideshow pentru hi5 dar m-am gandit sa il postez si aici. Imi cuprinde pasiunile, preferintele si chiar dispozitiile de moment. Pozele le am adunate de peste tot in My Pictures :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3395151983747584114?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3395151983747584114/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3395151983747584114' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3395151983747584114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3395151983747584114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/mi-am-facut-un-slideshow-pentru-hi5-dar.html' title='Slideshow'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-5201603128327195581</id><published>2007-06-17T22:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:31.342+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnZGQSLCCTI/AAAAAAAAAVE/I0dsHY1rUm0/s1600-h/The_Martians_like_the_lollipop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077322875476773170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnZGQSLCCTI/AAAAAAAAAVE/I0dsHY1rUm0/s200/The_Martians_like_the_lollipop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mananc pepene impreuna cu pisu si ne facem planuri de vacanta. :p Azi a fost o zi destul de draguta. Am fost pe la o prietena care a terminat a 12-a, iar dupa masa am fost la ziua Denisei \:D/. Denisa si Carmen sunt fetele de 3, respectiv 1 an ale surorii mele, Diana. Sunt asa dragute si ma relaxeaza sa merg la ele si sa ne jucam. Carmen e foarte micuta, abia mai zice unele cuvinte si rade toata ziua. Denisa, tipa tot timpul si ii place la nebunie Bob Sinclair. Stie versuri ale melodiilor si daca ii pui videoclipuri danseaza exact ca baiatul ala. :)) De Diana eu nu sunt foarte apropiata, e o diferenta cam mare de varsta intr-e noi, dar e dragut sa merg la ei. Imi dau tot timpul dulciuri =)&lt;br /&gt;Mda...ma duc acum, a inceput ceva film la televizor :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-5201603128327195581?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5201603128327195581/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=5201603128327195581' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5201603128327195581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5201603128327195581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/mananc-pepene-impreuna-cu-pisu-si-visam.html' title='Sunday...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnZGQSLCCTI/AAAAAAAAAVE/I0dsHY1rUm0/s72-c/The_Martians_like_the_lollipop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-6614313539727325598</id><published>2007-06-17T22:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:21:49.432+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pus pe jar</title><content type='html'>Ce proasta sunt! Numai eu pot sa plang la finalul unui film de actiune. Si cand te gansesti ca nici macar la Titanic n-am plans =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-6614313539727325598?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6614313539727325598/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=6614313539727325598' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6614313539727325598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6614313539727325598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/pus-pe-jar.html' title='Pus pe jar'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-180730488579298474</id><published>2007-06-16T18:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:31.532+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In 10 years i'll be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnQWhyLCCMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Xx9LOob_xQw/s1600-h/Gone_with_the_Wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076707449612929218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnQWhyLCCMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Xx9LOob_xQw/s200/Gone_with_the_Wind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am gandit putin la viata peste, sa zicem 10 ani. Nu am multe planuri materiale, de genul casa in suburbii, 3 copii si asa mai departe. Dar am o idee despre cum ar trebui sa ma simt atunci. Despre experientele, prieteniile si momentele fericite pe care le voi fi trait pana atunci. Sper sa ma las purtata de vise, insa mi-as dori sa ajung exact unde trebuie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;"You aren't the one to listen to anyone except yourself. As a result, you see yourself doing some pretty outside-the-box things. Travel, poetry, fashion, music, teaching English as a second language somewhere exotic, writing a book, dancing, cultivating bonsai, modeling, you name it. If you can think of it, you can try it. By staying off the predictable route, you've discovered something more valuable than a hot stock option: who you really are. This is the most important life lesson of all, and hey, you're not even thirty. There's plenty of time to see and do lots more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Peste 10 ani, as vrea sa locuiesc in Paris. Ma vad scriind in continuare poezii, mancand croassante, purtand multe esarfe care flutura in bataia vantului, bucurandu-ma de expozitiile superbe de arta, calatorind si visand in continuare, ca la cinspe ani. Mi-as dori o viata stralucitoare si plina. De toate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-180730488579298474?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/180730488579298474/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=180730488579298474' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/180730488579298474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/180730488579298474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-10-years.html' title='In 10 years i&apos;ll be...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnQWhyLCCMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Xx9LOob_xQw/s72-c/Gone_with_the_Wind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-5939994715098917727</id><published>2007-06-16T11:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:32.337+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I love shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnOzoSLCCGI/AAAAAAAAATc/bsS_EoWVjJk/s1600-h/i+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076598709630928994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnOzoSLCCGI/AAAAAAAAATc/bsS_EoWVjJk/s400/i+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnOzeiLCCFI/AAAAAAAAATU/jxtxT0VFwB4/s1600-h/m_kinsella_ma_daugj81bima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076598542127204434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnOzeiLCCFI/AAAAAAAAATU/jxtxT0VFwB4/s400/m_kinsella_ma_daugj81bima.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnOzRyLCCEI/AAAAAAAAATM/9FRMk3kAAUs/s1600-h/KinsellaS_ILoveShopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076598323083872322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnOzRyLCCEI/AAAAAAAAATM/9FRMk3kAAUs/s200/KinsellaS_ILoveShopping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am citit &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I love shopping &lt;/span&gt;de Sophie Kinsella.&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca e o dependenta de cumparaturi, care nu rezista sa isi cumpere haine noi si care mereu gaseste ceva perfect de cumparat chiar daca are datorii cat casa. Dupa ce ne povesteste prin cate trece numai pentru a-si cumpara o esarfa superba sau o pereche de blugi de la reduceri, se pare ca, spre sfarsitul cartii reuseste sa se maturizeze. Insa o dependenta de cumparaturi nu se schimba niciodata! Iar Rebecca, la sfarsitul cartii isi achizitioneaza 3 perechi de ochelari de soare de designer de doar 200 de lire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Daca ar putea sa poarte toata lumea haine noi in fiecare zi, cred ca depresia nu ar mai exista."&lt;/span&gt; Eu am mult mai mult autocontrol decat Rebecca, dar ador sentimentul care ma cuprinde cand gasesc un articol perfect, ma ma incanta la nebunie drumul parcurs inapoi acasa, dupa o dupaamiaza la cumparaturi si visez la un dulap infinit plin cu haine superbe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnO_ryLCCHI/AAAAAAAAATk/zi7DjpnllPk/s1600-h/lindsay_lohan+Chanel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076611963900004466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnO_ryLCCHI/AAAAAAAAATk/zi7DjpnllPk/s320/lindsay_lohan+Chanel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Lohan in Chanel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-5939994715098917727?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5939994715098917727/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=5939994715098917727' title='11 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5939994715098917727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5939994715098917727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-shopping.html' title='I love shopping'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnOzoSLCCGI/AAAAAAAAATc/bsS_EoWVjJk/s72-c/i+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-6050636268283539415</id><published>2007-06-16T10:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:32.484+02:00</updated><title type='text'>hate new haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnOkvCLCB9I/AAAAAAAAASU/6WQAZYg-kQs/s1600-h/hairdresser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076582332920629202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnOkvCLCB9I/AAAAAAAAASU/6WQAZYg-kQs/s320/hairdresser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma mai tund in viata mea. Arata oribil. Prea scurt. Nu are nici cap, nici coada. De cateva ore stau in fata oglinzii, nerabdatoare sa imi creasca la loc podoaba capilara. Mi l-am si intins cu placa dar arata tot aiurea.&lt;br /&gt;Urasc sa merg la coafor! Mereu cand ajung acolo sunt plina de sperante, dar apoi coafeza mi le...cioparteste pe toate. Niciodata nu sunt multumita de rezultat. Si chiar nu cred ca sunt prea pretentioasa. E asaa scurt.&lt;br /&gt;Si o urasc si pe mama. Pentru ca niciodata nu stie sa zica ceva sa ma binedispuna. Nu poate sa zica si ea ceva dragut? O minciuna nevinovata?&lt;br /&gt;Si stiti ce e cel mai aiurea? Faptul ca tu stai pe scaunul ala la coafor si vezi tot masacrul. Pana la sfarsit, ai ramas deja cu impresia ca arata groaznic. De ce nu ne arata doar rezultatul? Asa cum e in filme?&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma mai tund niciodata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-6050636268283539415?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6050636268283539415/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=6050636268283539415' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6050636268283539415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6050636268283539415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/n-o-sa-ma-mai-tund-in-viata-mea.html' title='hate new haircut'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnOkvCLCB9I/AAAAAAAAASU/6WQAZYg-kQs/s72-c/hairdresser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-6135552867110095805</id><published>2007-06-15T12:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:32.689+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/P0oWK67kuNQ" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/P0oWK67kuNQ" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;un nou serial inspirat de cartile Gossip Girl ale lui Cecily von Ziegesar. :) pare dragut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnPAtiLCCII/AAAAAAAAATs/69EJ_2yipGo/s1600-h/Gossip+Girl+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnPAtiLCCII/AAAAAAAAATs/69EJ_2yipGo/s320/Gossip+Girl+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076613093476403330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Scandalul nu e dacat o barfa delicioasa care a devenit plicticoasa din cauza moralitatii."&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-6135552867110095805?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6135552867110095805/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=6135552867110095805' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6135552867110095805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6135552867110095805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/gossip-girl.html' title='Gossip Girl'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnPAtiLCCII/AAAAAAAAATs/69EJ_2yipGo/s72-c/Gossip+Girl+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-6081118201353722187</id><published>2007-06-14T22:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:32.716+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie scenes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnGizCLCB7I/AAAAAAAAASE/fLNFwAvtaY8/s1600-h/is+it+true+or+not....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnGizCLCB7I/AAAAAAAAASE/fLNFwAvtaY8/s200/is+it+true+or+not....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076017252663429042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;l-am vazut. ma indepartasem putin de piscina pentru ca voiam sa alerg si apoi sa sar in apa, dar mi-am intors capul. si l-am vazut. uitandu-ma inapoi spre apa mi-am adus aminte de ce mi se parea atat de cunoscut. asa ca m-am uitat din nou spre el. se uita la mine dar nu a schitat nicio impresie. avea o fata parca flatata ca ma holbam la el, dar nu dadea nici un semn cum ca m-ar fi recunoscut. am stat asa cateva clipe nestiind ce sa fac si poate dorind sa-mi spuna ca, normal ca m-a recunscut. chiar daca a trecut foarte mult timp. dar nu a facut-o. a ramas si s-a uitat la mine, crezand poate ca l-am confundat cu altcineva. m-am intors, am alergat si am sarit in apa. oare chiar atat de mult m-am schimbat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-6081118201353722187?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6081118201353722187/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=6081118201353722187' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6081118201353722187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/6081118201353722187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/l-am-vazut.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RnGizCLCB7I/AAAAAAAAASE/fLNFwAvtaY8/s72-c/is+it+true+or+not....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-1631503467531798411</id><published>2007-06-09T18:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:32.949+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn great'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmrWfCLCB4I/AAAAAAAAARo/hT8dWmDSNeM/s1600-h/Summer_View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmrWfCLCB4I/AAAAAAAAARo/hT8dWmDSNeM/s320/Summer_View.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074103758833715074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci, e oficial: A venit vara! Azi am fost pentru prima oara anul asta la piscina, cu Zsuzsi si a fost asaaaa bine! Am stat toata ziua la plaja. Ma incanta toate acele senzatii de vara, ador sa ma bronzez, ador mirosul lotiunii mele de plaja, gustul de inghetata caramel si straciatella, adierea aceea pe care o simti seara pe malul unui lac. Ador vara. Soarele care imi incalzeste corpul si apa care ma face sa vibrez. Azi am purtat pentru prima oara anul acesta slapi. :)) Am inotat, iar apoi am lenevit pe prosop, mirosind, simtind vara. Bine ai venit! Mi-ai lipsit mult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-1631503467531798411?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1631503467531798411/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=1631503467531798411' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1631503467531798411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/1631503467531798411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/deci-e-oficial-venit-vara-azi-am-fost.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmrWfCLCB4I/AAAAAAAAARo/hT8dWmDSNeM/s72-c/Summer_View.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2401144690241062576</id><published>2007-06-08T21:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:33.157+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rmmp2CLCB3I/AAAAAAAAARg/olR3FKDE_FU/s1600-h/tenis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073773200970745714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rmmp2CLCB3I/AAAAAAAAARg/olR3FKDE_FU/s200/tenis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e viiineri! nu prea mai are sens bucuria asta acum, cand mai avem doar o saptamana de scoala care practic, nici nu mai conteaza, dar totusi ideea de vineri imi provoaca un confort enorm. mai este doar umpic. pana la vacanta. pana la libertate. sper doar sa merite entuziastumul. caci sincer, asa cum e acum nu e prea rau. la scoala doar povestim tot timpul. azi dupa ore am fost la tenis. profu' a zis ca in vacanta poate ne duce o saptamana la ceva pensiune sponsorizata de firma unde fac tenis. sa jucam toata ziua si sa stam la plaja...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2401144690241062576?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2401144690241062576/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2401144690241062576' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2401144690241062576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2401144690241062576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/e-viiineri-nu-prea-mai-are-sens-bucuria.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rmmp2CLCB3I/AAAAAAAAARg/olR3FKDE_FU/s72-c/tenis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-8799641116636944408</id><published>2007-06-04T21:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:33.482+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmRrWpXqmSI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VHRHX-PC0Ug/s1600-h/1000001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmRrWpXqmSI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VHRHX-PC0Ug/s320/1000001.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072297117132429602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hehe...vreau sa castig niste &lt;a href="http://www.pidjin.net/2007/06/03/2years"&gt;cadouri foarte smechere&lt;/a&gt; de la The Evil Pigeons :D Sa vedem poate am noroc.&lt;br /&gt;(2 evil pigeons. one world to destroy :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-8799641116636944408?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8799641116636944408/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=8799641116636944408' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8799641116636944408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8799641116636944408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmRrWpXqmSI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VHRHX-PC0Ug/s72-c/1000001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-4760970644866133930</id><published>2007-05-29T19:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:33.659+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn great'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;un hobby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmMl8JXqmOI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2RoPmpams5U/s1600-h/gliding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071939320586868962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmMl8JXqmOI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2RoPmpams5U/s320/gliding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azi am zburat pentru prima data cu planorul. Ma simt prea coplesita ca sa descriu ce am simtit. Is foarte, foarte obosita si chiar nu-mi gasesc cuvintele. Nu pot sa zic ca a fost misto pentru ca ar suna prea banal. Dar totusi, nu a fost nu stiu cat de fantastic. E grozav sa te stii la inaltime si sa privesti in jos. Totul pare asa ciudat, si nu stiu, intr-un fel insignifiant din moment ce tu esti sus. A fost altceva. Zburam si maine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-4760970644866133930?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4760970644866133930/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=4760970644866133930' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4760970644866133930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4760970644866133930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/azi-am-zburat-pentru-prima-data-cu.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmMl8JXqmOI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/2RoPmpams5U/s72-c/gliding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2022316814624971852</id><published>2007-05-25T17:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:34.030+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Stuff...</title><content type='html'>Am sarit gardul si am plecat. Eram cu o colega. Trebuia sa dam test la istorie. Dar ne-am uitat prin magazine si mi-am cumparat niste margele ca sa-mi fac o bratara. :p  Dupa masa am fost cu Diana cu bicicletele la planorism. Ma inteleg bine ea. Nu mai fusesem de mult cu bicicleta si fost placut. E fain la planorism. E ca la scoala dar fara partile nasoale. De fapt e mai fain ca la scoala. Sunt persoane mai misto. Am mai povestit si...a trecut ziua. Nu stiu ce o sa fac in weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmKQsZXqmFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gZ_jMRVDgSk/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmKQsZXqmFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gZ_jMRVDgSk/s200/d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071775222771390546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmKRTZXqmJI/AAAAAAAAAPo/0I5Da8QIKlM/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmKRTZXqmJI/AAAAAAAAAPo/0I5Da8QIKlM/s200/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071775892786288786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aici suntem eu cu Diana si bratara mea...:P pe aerodrom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2022316814624971852?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2022316814624971852/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2022316814624971852' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2022316814624971852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2022316814624971852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/am-sarit-gardul-si-am-plecat.html' title='Stuff...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RmKQsZXqmFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/gZ_jMRVDgSk/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-5442655085676994980</id><published>2007-05-19T18:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T16:02:34.244+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is Like Heroin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/heroin.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're capable of the highest highs and the lowest lows.&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to feeling good, you'll do almost anything to avoid pain.&lt;br /&gt;People seek you out, even though you can be quite moody. They're hooked on you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/"&gt;What Drug Is Your Personality Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...ce tare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-5442655085676994980?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5442655085676994980/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=5442655085676994980' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5442655085676994980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5442655085676994980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/your-personality-is-like-heroin-youre_6664.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3851346239893515382</id><published>2007-05-19T17:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:34.394+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" name="widget" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-37B19502.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7A214ED3.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3246D42F.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_488D5931.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_60BD8C5F.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_0A837525.jpeg&amp;amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2170B234.jpeg&amp;amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_761F2B14.jpeg&amp;amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-79837A73.jpeg&amp;amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_494EB337.jpeg&amp;amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5DD0E519.jpeg&amp;amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7D3E11DD.jpeg&amp;amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=SOFISTICAT&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=THRILLER&amp;amp;habitslabel=HIGH TIME ROLLER&amp;uid=843866-986e&amp;amp;srv=iwebhd3" align="middle" height="240" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(150, 150, 150); padding: 5px 0pt 0pt; text-align: center; width: 340px; height: 25px; margin-top: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=843866-986e&amp;srv=iwebhd3" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:10;" &gt;™&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://imagini.net/" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Get your own VisualDNA™&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cateva lucruri despre mine...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RlMh6pXqlwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/AgNp5rYlCps/s1600-h/Fashion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RlMh6pXqlwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/AgNp5rYlCps/s320/Fashion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067431297143183106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To see the world in a grain of sand&lt;br /&gt;And heaven in a wild flower&lt;br /&gt;Hold infinity in the palm of your hand&lt;br /&gt;And Eternity is a hour."&lt;br /&gt;(William Blake)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3851346239893515382?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3851346239893515382/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3851346239893515382' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3851346239893515382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3851346239893515382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/read-my-visualdna-get-your-own_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RlMh6pXqlwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/AgNp5rYlCps/s72-c/Fashion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-8920707546041942333</id><published>2007-05-18T15:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:34.660+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie scenes'/><title type='text'>My movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rk2zV5XqlXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fxPBgVAo_Ww/s1600-h/Natalia_smoking_by_fairyscharlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rk2zV5XqlXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fxPBgVAo_Ww/s200/Natalia_smoking_by_fairyscharlie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065902344620381554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voiam sa fumez o tigara. Voiam sa ies pe balcon, sa ma asez pe puf, sa imi aprind o tigara si sa privesc in zare. Ca sa ma simt matura, sofisticata si experimentata. Ca o eroina dintr-un film alb-negru. Dar nu am fumat niciodata nici macar o tigara intreaga. Si fumul de tigara imi provoaca greata. Asa ca am renuntat: nu-s deloc experimentata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-8920707546041942333?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8920707546041942333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/8920707546041942333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/voiam-sa-fumez-o-tigara.html' title='My movie'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rk2zV5XqlXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fxPBgVAo_Ww/s72-c/Natalia_smoking_by_fairyscharlie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2345788192193766931</id><published>2007-05-17T16:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:35.165+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As manca o inghetata...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rkxix5XqlPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZDDmPXxoCRc/s1600-h/361321-13med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rkxix5XqlPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZDDmPXxoCRc/s200/361321-13med.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065532290238158066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2345788192193766931?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2345788192193766931/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2345788192193766931' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2345788192193766931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2345788192193766931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-manca-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rkxix5XqlPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZDDmPXxoCRc/s72-c/361321-13med.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-5161127786256202171</id><published>2007-05-17T14:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:35.220+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn great'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkxZSJXqlLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ec1mEt6o1K8/s1600-h/so+damn+great.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkxZSJXqlLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ec1mEt6o1K8/s320/so+damn+great.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065521849172661426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just...Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zilele trecute am citit pe un blog despre un parfum care, zicea autorul blogului, miroase exact asa cum si-ar fi imaginat el ca ca miroase in paradis. M-am intrebat cat de mirific ar fi putut parfumul acela sa miroasa, incat sa te duca cu gandul la asa ceva. Eu nu stiu niciun parfum care sa ma fascineze atat de tare. Asa ca, m-am gandit la toate aromele pe care le-am simtit si care mi-au indus o stare de extaz, de rai. M-am gandit cum miroase paradisul. Am simtit mirosul brizei marine, intr-o plimbare in apus de soare pe malul marii. Am simtit iarba proaspat taiata, intr-o dupa amiaza calda de vara. Prajitura cu caise a mamei. Zapada rece, cu miros de poveste, intr-o zi la sanius. Ceaiul cu scortisoara, baut intr-o seara calda in fata semineului. M-a incantat mirosul nisipului care mi se prinde in par cand merg la plaja. Am mirosit un intreg camp cu flori. Si o ploaie calmanta, dupa o zi torida. Am simtit mirosul veseliei. Si al momentelor placute. Am inteles cum miroase in paradis. E un miros fantastic, care nu poate fi pus intr-o sticluta. Niciodata. Il poti gasi doar la tine in suflet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-5161127786256202171?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5161127786256202171/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=5161127786256202171' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5161127786256202171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/5161127786256202171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/just.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkxZSJXqlLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ec1mEt6o1K8/s72-c/so+damn+great.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-2588598261613183758</id><published>2007-05-17T13:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:35.428+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toughts'/><title type='text'>Figure at the window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkxIHJXqlJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rmqnMXs6dk8/s1600-h/figure+at+the+window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkxIHJXqlJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rmqnMXs6dk8/s320/figure+at+the+window.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065502968496428178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ca&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;si tema pentru ora de desen am avut de cautat imagini cu tablouri de-ale lui Salvador Dali. Nu prea ma interesa sa imi fac tema la desen pana acum si nu m-au incantat deloc lucrarile pictorului. Toate erau din domeniul fantastic. Prea fantastic. Simteam ca ma ametesc, ca ma agaseaza toate acele elemente puse haotic pe pagina. Pana cand am vazut o imagine diferita. Infatisa o femeie care privea pe geam, inspre o apa. Nu avea nicio legatura cu restul tablourilor. M-am simtit in locul ei. M-am vazut pe mine la fereastra aceea. Gandindu-ma la toate lucrurile care ma framanta sau pur si simplu contempland lacul. As fi vrut sa ma arunc in apa. Sau doar sa stau acolo si sa visez...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-2588598261613183758?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2588598261613183758/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=2588598261613183758' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2588598261613183758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/2588598261613183758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/figure-at-window.html' title='Figure at the window'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkxIHJXqlJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/rmqnMXs6dk8/s72-c/figure+at+the+window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3724285647703556476</id><published>2007-05-04T14:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:35.706+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rj2FW4hK3XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1LExRhQ_7Cs/s1600-h/teddy_in_wonderland_by_Dementee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061348184409431410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rj2FW4hK3XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1LExRhQ_7Cs/s320/teddy_in_wonderland_by_Dementee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;intr-o zi o sa imi fac bagajele si o sa plec. nu o sa imi iau ramas bun de la nimeni si nu o sa las niciun bilet. doar...o sa plec. undeva unde nu o sa cunosc pe nimeni. intr-un orasel chic care sa aiba iesire la oceanul Pacific. o sa locuiesc undeva unde va fi mereu vara. unde dimineata ma vor trezi razele soarelui si stralucirea oceanului, nu alarma de la ceas. voi manca mereu inghetata, voi sta la plaja, iar in fiecare dupamasa voi face surf. voi locui pe malul marii. voi bea cafea caramel in cafeneaua locala si voi scrie romane de dragoste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3724285647703556476?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3724285647703556476/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3724285647703556476' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3724285647703556476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3724285647703556476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/intr-o-zi-o-sa-plec.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/Rj2FW4hK3XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1LExRhQ_7Cs/s72-c/teddy_in_wonderland_by_Dementee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-7742451373376173479</id><published>2007-05-02T14:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:36.281+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RjiFnYhK3NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aKSUGB4qh8o/s1600-h/254390a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RjiFnYhK3NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aKSUGB4qh8o/s400/254390a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059941092993719506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginea asta am avut-o in cap toata ziua...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-7742451373376173479?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7742451373376173479/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=7742451373376173479' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7742451373376173479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7742451373376173479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/imaginea-asta-am-avut-o-in-cap-toata.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RjiFnYhK3NI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aKSUGB4qh8o/s72-c/254390a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-4068336317385785686</id><published>2007-05-01T18:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:36.403+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mee'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IMI PLACE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; sa privesc marea...de oriunde. de pe o plaja exotica, cu nisip fierbinte, stand la umbra unui palmier sau de pe o stanca inalta. De oriunde as privi-o, ma incanta. Ador sa vad cum valu&lt;/span&gt;rile se izbesc de tarm, cum pescarusii zboara pe deasupra si cum soarele se apleaca in fata ei, fascinat de mirifica imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;parfumul "Extraordinary" de la Avon. Caracterizarea din revista suna cam asa: "Esti o femeie increzatoare, sofisticata, ce adora luxul. Esti o fire romantica, pentru care sentimentele conteaza cel mai mult" Mi se potriveste intru-totul. Iar aroma e de-a dreptul divina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;culoarea argintie. Nu stiu exact de ce. Are legatura cu stelele, cu gheata, cu sclipirea pe care o vezi in ochii unui om fericit. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RlMBiZXqlpI/AAAAAAAAALg/E5-4t7Y2s5M/s1600-h/I_like_it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RlMBiZXqlpI/AAAAAAAAALg/E5-4t7Y2s5M/s320/I_like_it.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067395696159266450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sa dansez. Prin dans imi exprim cel mai bine trairile. Ador sa inchid ochii si sa ma las purtata de muzica. As dansa toata ziua. Ma binedispune imediat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; HBO...imi plac filmele. Pune-mi pe hbo, da-mi o punga de popcorn si sunt fericita :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; sa ies cu prietenii; O intalnire cu prietenii imi reincarca bateriile. Chiar daca nu facem nimic special. E doar...o senzatie de bine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; serialul "Rebel in California" nu am ce sa spun. e pur si simplu grozav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sa port multe bratari. nici asta nu stiu de ce. cred doar ca arata bine ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; vara...hmmm...soare stralucitor care iti mangaie fata, inghetata, muzica vesela, fara scoala...cum sa nu-ti placa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sa fac cumparaturi. cumparaturile ma fac fericita. si imi terorizeaza parintii. thank god am numai 15 ani si nu-s inca pe cont propriu ca ar fi vai de mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; sa injur pe maghiara...;)) e foarte comic pentru ca sunt atatea combinatii...:)) prietena mea cea mai buna e maghiara si se amuza mereu de pasiunea mea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MTV...ador muzica in general. orice fel de gen, doar sa exprime trairi intense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; lacul de unghii...verde, violet, portocaliu...ma face sa ma simt din nou un copil. Nu ca acum as fi foarte mare, dar pot sa zic ca am trecut de perioada in care ma jucam toata ziua, eram mereu vesela si nu imi faceam atatea griji...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; inghetata de capsuni: e buuuna! capsunile sunt dulci. ca si mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Anjelina Jolie. e indrazneata, talentata, senzuala, sexy, hotarata. tot ce mi-ar placea sa fiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;craciunul. tot ce reprezinta craciunul imi place la nebunie. zapada, mos craciun, cadourile, prajiturile, zambetele, urarile, ...ma fac sa ma simt ca intr-un   basm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sa skiez: senzatia aceea de andrenalina si sentimentul de libertate pe care il am cand cobor pe partie imi provoaca o stare care pur si simplu ma lasa fara aer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-4068336317385785686?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4068336317385785686/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=4068336317385785686' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4068336317385785686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/4068336317385785686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/imi-place-sa-privesc-marea-parfumul.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RlMBiZXqlpI/AAAAAAAAALg/E5-4t7Y2s5M/s72-c/I_like_it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-3752992581413376125</id><published>2007-05-01T18:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:36.664+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mee'/><title type='text'>i love Paris, Paris, Paris...:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in Paris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/paris.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stylish and expressive, you were meant for Paris.&lt;br /&gt;The art, the fashion, the wine!&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're enjoying the cafe life or a beautiful park...&lt;br /&gt;You'll love living in the most chic place on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What City Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RjeE5ohK3KI/AAAAAAAAACc/5Jtrl8xmxXI/s1600-h/paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RjeE5ohK3KI/AAAAAAAAACc/5Jtrl8xmxXI/s200/paris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059658832037993634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-3752992581413376125?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3752992581413376125/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=3752992581413376125' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3752992581413376125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/3752992581413376125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-belong-in-paris-stylish-and.html' title='i love Paris, Paris, Paris...:))'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RjeE5ohK3KI/AAAAAAAAACc/5Jtrl8xmxXI/s72-c/paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095577741939634356.post-7872098440295551770</id><published>2007-05-01T15:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:34:37.335+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reports'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Fashion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/AYxSMwG3dx0"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/AYxSMwG3dx0" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.”&lt;br /&gt;(Coco Chanel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkshF5XqlDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r7iY5pQlwwk/s1600-h/prada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065178591091397682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkshF5XqlDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r7iY5pQlwwk/s320/prada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prada. Versace. Coco Chanel. Dolce&amp;amp;Gabanna. Valentino. Hermes. Calvin Klein. Zandra. Grey Ant. Rimmel. Burberry. D V Furstenberg. Westwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RjdJnohK3GI/AAAAAAAAAB8/huPSIEI_5Zo/s1600-h/061224+scarlet+louis+vitton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059593651614309474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RjdJnohK3GI/AAAAAAAAAB8/huPSIEI_5Zo/s320/061224+scarlet+louis+vitton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Dior. Miss Sixty. C Lacroix. Emanuel Ungaro. Bulgari. Georgio Armani. Paco Rabanne. Victoria's Secret. Louis Vitton. Jimmy Choe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkNuVIhK3eI/AAAAAAAAAFE/j8PMSvI_PYM/s1600-h/misssixty_zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063011715437485538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkNuVIhK3eI/AAAAAAAAAFE/j8PMSvI_PYM/s320/misssixty_zoom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Banana Republik. Miu Miu. Manolo Blahnik. Escada. Ralph Lauren. Marc Jacobs. Levi's. Lacrosse. Gucci. J.Mendel. Oscar de la Renta. Kenzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moda...Cu ce se ocupa de fapt, aceasta industrie de milioane de dolari?&lt;br /&gt;Mie nu mi se pare ca lumea modei e superficiala. adica, ...probabil ca e, dar nu e ceva fara sens. Sa fim sincere: careia dintr-e noi nu ii tresare inima de bucurie cand gaseste perechea perfecta de pantofi? Nu conteaza ce fel de persoana esti, moda te face fericita, indiferent daca porti sau nu haine de firma sau daca te asortezi sau nu din cap pana in picioare. Iar chiar daca se spune ca frumusetea interioara e cea care conteaza, atunci cand areti bine, nu numai cei din jur te plac mai mult, ci si tu ai mai multa incredere in tine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2095577741939634356-7872098440295551770?l=natty-myblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7872098440295551770/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2095577741939634356&amp;postID=7872098440295551770' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7872098440295551770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2095577741939634356/posts/default/7872098440295551770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natty-myblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/prada.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12075896214357969279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfVMWh0jnU4/RkshF5XqlDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r7iY5pQlwwk/s72-c/prada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
