<?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-2686581836849897141</id><updated>2012-02-18T11:36:22.162+02:00</updated><category term='SFAT'/><category term='v'/><category term='s'/><title type='text'>ANDREY-MADIN</title><subtitle type='html'>ACEST  BLOG  ESTE  UN  PAMFLET  SI TREBUIE TRATAT  , CA  ATARE . PERSOANELE  DIN ACEST BLOG  SUNT  FICTIVE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>A.M</name><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>407</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3760053651824984067</id><published>2012-02-18T11:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T11:36:22.170+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pt ca sunt melodi care nu "mor" niciodata...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngrRvY0TX1Y&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngrRvY0TX1Y&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3760053651824984067?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3760053651824984067/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/02/pt-ca-sunt-melodi-care-nu-mor-niciodata.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3760053651824984067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3760053651824984067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/02/pt-ca-sunt-melodi-care-nu-mor-niciodata.html' title='pt ca sunt melodi care nu &quot;mor&quot; niciodata...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-1324929098167251857</id><published>2012-02-18T11:17:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T11:17:54.635+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Viata bate filmul...</title><content type='html'>Ce reprezentam noi , clasa "saraca " a societati ,pt clasa "jmechera" din lume ?Sincer eu cred&amp;nbsp; ca suntem vazuti precum&amp;nbsp; marionetele de la teatru...care pt a prinde viata sunt dirijate de un actor, care scoate 100% dintr-o papusa fara viata....Pt simplu simplu fapt ca&amp;nbsp; nu furam ca ei...pt simplu fapt ca nu avem ca ei..pt simplu fapt ca vrem sa fim in "contur" cu lumea...pt simplu fapt ca vrem sa nu iesim din decor....pt simplu fapt ca vrem si noi sa fim "aici"....ajungem de multe ori sa ne calcam pe mandrie..sa ne calcam pe ce mai ramane in noi, din omenie...ca intr-un final sa ajungem sa fim umiliti...Cand eram mai mic , familia mea urmarea cu sufletul la gura un episod numit "SCLAVA IZAURA"....si stau si raportez totul la prezent...cati dintre noi nu ne simtim sclavi ???Cati dintre noi mai avem mandrie? Cati dintre noi mai au omenie??...Traim ca si personajele din episodul mai sus&amp;nbsp;mentionat ,&amp;nbsp;cu speranta ca intr-o zi va fi bine...cand?...nu stim....dar ce ar fi omul fara speranta??? Daca si dreptul&amp;nbsp;de a spera , ni s-ar lua....pt ce am mai trai??? Tot ce am scris mai sus are legatura cu drama unei persoane din orasul nostru"mult iubit"....Am cunoscut de curand o poveste care ma marcat destul de mult , ma facut inca o data sa realizez ca lumea e impartita in "jegosi" si caractere frumoase...In povestea mea , exista 2 personaje principale.....o"ea" care datorita sensibilitati , datorita bunatati, datorita calitatilor de milioane care se regasesc in ea....este perceputa ca o "victima perfecta " de toti nenorociti , din prezentul nostru mizer....si un"el", care are putere financiara.... care incurca cateodata afacerile cu iubirea, considerand ca poate avea pe oricine si orice ,la orice ora din zi&amp;nbsp;sau &amp;nbsp;din noapte, are suflet doar pt el si mintea unui pervers&amp;nbsp; care isi incerca norocul cu "caractere slabe"...fiind sigur de reusita, intr-o disputa cu acestea....In "ea" se regasesc fetele care isi doresc doar o relatie bine "sudata"....il "el" se regasesc toti curvari si nesimtiti&amp;nbsp; din ziua d azi....care profita de pers inocente si nu se mai uita inapoi la raul provocat....Se face ca el avea deja o relatie , dar stiind ca viata este scurta si constient fiind de puterea financiara de care dispunea ...si-a spus sa mai "bifeze" o victima in randul fetelor...si si-a incercat norocul&amp;nbsp;cu "ea"....Pe "ea" , o fac vinovata doar pt simplu simplu fapt ca are in cap o gandire buna...crede ca si mine &amp;nbsp;in iubire si relatia care ar scapa-o definitiv de singuratate..cum sa nu fii victima perfecta intr-un oras plin de caractere infecte , cum este Oltenita ??? ...si uite asa a inceput &amp;nbsp;povestea (doar pt ea) de iubire ...in care "ea" era fascinata de iluziile lui......in care "ea" era o victima sigura inainte de inceput...in care"ea" este simbolul puritati si al bunului simt...Revenind la "el" nu sunt multe de zis....personajul masculin din aceasta poveste, este acel personaj negativ pe care il intalnim in oricare poveste...insa persoanjul meu &amp;nbsp;este intotdeuna bantuit de singuratate.....Cum &amp;nbsp;intre 2 antonime , nu poate sa fie egalitate , nici povestea mea nu poate sa se termine frumos pt amandoi....in timp ce "ea" isi linge ranile si acum....el se bucura "chitit" &amp;nbsp;in sinea lui de raul produs...dar nu e rasul lui...iar izbanda e de scurta durata ,e un fel de "trofeu" care-i alina pe durata miica "off-ul" singuratati.....Stim &amp;nbsp;cu toti &amp;nbsp;ca sunt multe javre prin orasul nostru...stim cu toti care sunt...stimcu toti cum "vaneaza"......dar tot speram ca se vor schimba....ps : Cand un om provoaca durere....incepe sa se detaseze singur de semeni lui.....incepe sa fie tratat altfel.....incepe sa fie privit altfel....pana cand &amp;nbsp;acel om va primi in "dar" de la viata...SINGURATATE VESNICA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1324929098167251857?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1324929098167251857/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/02/viata-bate-filmul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1324929098167251857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1324929098167251857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/02/viata-bate-filmul.html' title='Viata bate filmul...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-7903688704015894865</id><published>2012-02-16T19:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T19:11:49.202+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Singur...singur? ...singuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr</title><content type='html'>Acum un an ...daca ma intrebai ce vreau de la viata ....era simplu...cel putin pt mine....imi doream o relatie care sa mearga....A trecut un an...cat puteam sa ma schimb intr-un an???...Uite ca m-am schimbat in asa fel incat imi doresc sa fiu liber...imi doresc "libertate"...imi doresc liniste . Iubesc femeia...iubesc gandul de a avea o relatie in continuare...innsa trec printr-o perioada in care imi este mai aporape gandul de fi singur decat&amp;nbsp; o relatie in care sa ma implic.. Nu stiu ce va fi maine, nu stiu daca voi ramane singur sau nu, stiu doar ca sunt plictisit ....dezamagit ....Din ce cauza am ajuns aici? Probabil satul de minciuni, satul de prostia omeneasca, satul de curve , satul de povesti la care aplecam urechea si ma indurerau, satul de&amp;nbsp; gandul sa am rabdare cu pers care imi apareau in viata...am ajuns scarbit la&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ideea ca ..."&amp;nbsp;poate &amp;nbsp;soarta ma repartizat la categoria celor care trebuie sa ramana singurii...de ce ma tot impotrivesc? de ce caut intruna si ma tot lovesc de durere???" ...Intradevar am momente cand ma simt singur, intradevar nu ma simt implinit in treaba asta, intradevar poate mi-am facut-o si eu cu propria mana,dar e un inceput in care ma simt bine....e un inceput pe care vreau sa-l urmez...e un inceput care , la rabdul lui, deschide alte orizonturi...ps : multumesc celor care ma inteleg,....ii respect pe cei care sunt liberi....si ii atentionez pe cei care au relati ..."decat sa suferi intr-o relatie , mai bine suferi singur, in singuratatea ta "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-7903688704015894865?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/7903688704015894865/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/02/singursingur-singuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7903688704015894865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7903688704015894865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/02/singursingur-singuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='Singur...singur? ...singuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-1921002689816326671</id><published>2012-02-15T14:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T14:35:32.165+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saracia inamicul nr 1 ....</title><content type='html'>Cred ca am inceput sa o iau razna de la atata stat in casa....am inceput sa gandesc cum nu credeam vreodata...( ma bufneste rasu)...Am inceput sa dau dreptate "curvelor" care iubesc pe interes, care sunt de acord cu o relatie pe interes,care au un sot pe interes....etc...Cum dracu sa nu&amp;nbsp; fie pe interes atata timp cat in Romania se moare de foame??? Ce dracu sa caute o fata langa un suflet bun si cald ,primitor si iubaret ...daca acel suflet nu poate sa-i acorde nici minimul existentei pe Pamant ???A-si face un studiu ....as intreba de pilda 10 persoane....daca relatia lor are de suferit din cauza saraciei....sunt sigur ca 10 din 10 mi-ar raspunde ,ca de cand cu criza asta ,viata lor de cuplu se "zbate" in mocirla....Oricat ai pretui iubirea , indeferent ca ai caracter de milioane , indeferent de ce gandeai inainte despre o relatie...saracia asta ne pune pe ganduri...sa iubim adevarat si sa fim saraci...sau sa iubim din interes si sa ne fie bine...???Probabil va ganditi cum gandesc eu?....poi ce nu stiti deja ca sunt "incurabilul " acela de iubire...de vise...de planuri...care inca mai crede in iubire mai presus ca orice... care inca mai crede in cuvantul "relatie" fara sa ma bufneasca rasul....care inca mai crede in chestia aia care se numeste"stabilitate"?...etc...Credeti ca sunt nebun si pe timpurile astea ma gandesc la lucruri d'astea??? Poi da ,gandesc in astfel de momente asa......pt ca simt ca nu ne mai inconjoara nimic...numai avem simturi..numai avem nimic...Ps : daca intrebi un cetatean afectat de criza ......daca mai iubeste....rautatea din el te va face sa descoperi&amp;nbsp; alte "marformati" ale iubiri....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1921002689816326671?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1921002689816326671/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/02/saracia-inamicul-nr-1.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1921002689816326671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1921002689816326671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/02/saracia-inamicul-nr-1.html' title='Saracia inamicul nr 1 ....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-4769711704027041061</id><published>2012-01-07T18:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T18:47:28.085+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cine este "alesul" ???</title><content type='html'>Unora le place Disney Chanel , unora le place fotbalul , unora le place distractia ...mi-e imi place sa scriu despre relatii dintre oameni , relatiile dintre femei si barbati ,etc...Imi place sa scriu&amp;nbsp; ...poate ....pt ca niciodata nu pot ajunge la vreo idee fixa....mereu se nasc alte intrebari....mereu trebuie sa caut alte raspunsuri ....parca mereu e ceva de descoperit .....Am senzatia ,ca mereu ma aflu&amp;nbsp; aproape de adevar......ma simt asemenea unui cercetator care a descoperit ce se cauta de secole....,dar sunt asa de departe incat nici nu stiu ce ma indepartat de adevar...si ajung sa fiu acelasi perdant....care isi pune alta serie de intrebari si cauta acelasi "bagaj" de raspunsuri.....Cine dracu cunoaste femeia ??? Azi m-am gandit la un subiect destul de interesant....Care barbat este bun pt voi ? Ala care face mancare...?? Ala care spala?? Ala care va respecta? Ala care va bate? Ala care va inseala? Ala care face sex de buna calitate? Ala dotat? Ala sufletist ? Ala cu bun-simt?&amp;nbsp; Ala cu inima mare? .....Parerea mea este ca multe dintre voi isi pune intrebarea "OARE EL ESTE ALESUL?"...trageti aer in piept...oftati.........si il acceptati odata cu nodul&amp;nbsp; pe care il inghititi in sec...Nimeni nu va poate da siguranta ca "el" (persoana pe care ai ales-o) este si persoana care iti va ridica pana la 100% fiecare neavutie&amp;nbsp; pe care ai avut-o ....nimeni nu iti va garanta ca persoana cu care esti te va face fericita...nimeni nu iti garanteaza ca "el" este persoana care se va impaca bine cu parinti tai ...nimeni nu iti garanteaza ca "el" va fi precum o "dadaca" iar tu ,copilul de care trebuie sa aibe grije.....ps : Tu deti secretul....din tine trebuie sa plece necunoscuta....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4769711704027041061?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4769711704027041061/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/01/cine-este-alesul.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4769711704027041061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4769711704027041061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/01/cine-este-alesul.html' title='Cine este &quot;alesul&quot; ???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-548328107162050823</id><published>2012-01-02T12:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:05:15.161+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La multi ani !!!</title><content type='html'>S-a dus si anul 2011...Ce trece timpul !!! Ce "invataturi" am tras de la anul ce tocmai sa incheiat?? Ce am lasat in urma ? Ce trebuia sa fac ? Puteam mai mult ? Ce planuri am pt anul 2012....Mi-a&amp;nbsp; trecut prin cap ideea de un interviu cu...MINE...PREZENTUL pune intrebari....iar TRECUTUL iese la "tabla"&amp;nbsp;..Inca de la prima intrebare , scopul "prezentului" din mine , este unul extrem de precis ...sa nu se mai ajunga niciodata in stadiul "NU POT, NU STIU SI NU AM "...Pot spune ca am inceput sa ma cunosc mai bine ...asta si datorita faptului ca am imbatranit cu un an si stiti bine zicala " Odata cu trecerea anilor , intelepciunea isi face loc"...As fi un nebun sa spun ca sunt intelept....nici vorba...insa am inceput sa imi doresc mai mult...sa fiu constient ca pot mai mult...am ajuns sa scot capul&amp;nbsp; din masca ce o are tot romanul"nu pot".....La a doua intrebare adresata de catre"REPORTER"pot spune ca am lasat in urma multa durere, am lasat in urma resemnarea aia de "singuratic" si am inceput sa ma uit la relatia mea cu alti ochi..cu ochi ce vad viitorul....Poate ar fi trebuit sa fac mai mult ..poate s-ar fi cuvenit sa fac mult mai multe...niciodata nu poti fi multumit ca om de stadiul in care ajungi, aspiri la mai mult, d'aia vrem sa progresam.....nu??? ...sa lasam cat mai in urma "maimuta din noi"..si sa ne apropiem cat mai mult de "robot", DE VIITOR...Ar fi trebuit in anul ce tocmai sa incheiat sa dau mai multa importanta persoanei de langa mine ...sa-i&amp;nbsp; demonstrez ce pot si de ce sunt capabil....poate acum altfel&amp;nbsp; as fi fost privit de catre ea....La capitolul planuri ...am si eu cateva , la care visez odata cu trecerea anilor din ce in ce mai mult : 1) As vrea sa las in urma "andrey-ul" de pana acum...sa ma schimb in bine....sa ma cunosc si mai bine...sa vad&amp;nbsp; "extremele" din mine, maximul si minimul...2) As vrea mai multa stabilitate in relatia pe care o am...as vrea sa scap de monotonia in care am intrat...as vrea sa o fac sa simta ca sunt singurul care poate sa o faca fericita...3) As vrea sa las in urma "monotonia" asta de a fi stabil de foarte mult timp, intr-un loc unde toate drumurile duc "JOS"...as vrea sa produc o schimbare...as vrea sa fie altfel decat a fost de vreo 8-9 ani....in viata mea....ps : In 2012 vreau sa produc un "seism" dupa care viata mea sa ia o intorsatura la 360 de grade....IS A NEW BOY IN TOWN.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-548328107162050823?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/548328107162050823/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-multi-ani.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/548328107162050823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/548328107162050823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-multi-ani.html' title='La multi ani !!!'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-7956372096813082446</id><published>2011-12-28T22:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:20:11.198+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FRANKESTEIN ......</title><content type='html'>Singura asemanare intre tine si persoana pe care o iubesc este doar numele, in rest nu mai recunsc nimic din ce a fost sau din ce ai fost tu... Poate ar trebui sa tac&amp;nbsp; si sa am o tacere care sa roada tot ce a mai ramas prin interiorul meu....dar pur si simplu nu stiu unde am gresit eu , iar chestia asta ma face sa turbez ....Ai spus "auuu" am pupat si am mangaiat....ai spus "nu am" ,am facut tot posibilul sa ai....ai spus "nu pot", am putut si pt tine....ai rostit cuvantul "rabdare" si am avut calm....mi-ai trimis in dar cuvintele TE IUBESC , ti le-am retrimis inmultite....am fost om cu tine ,ai fost.....cu mine . Cine citeste acest articol nu vreau sa-si faca vreo parere proasta despre tine si buna despre mine....eu vb in general...m-ai intalnit CALD si m-ai transformat in RECE.....Spun asta gandindu-ma ca inainte sa te cunosc ,daca stateam cu oricine&amp;nbsp; si aceea oricine imi arata putina afectiune eram in stare sa-i&amp;nbsp; daruiesc&amp;nbsp; cat nu putea sa care....acum daca as sta cu cineva o privesc cu scarba...si nu din cauza ei...m-ai facut sa privesc cu scarba viata, sentimentele si cei mai frumos din viata...pt ca dupa cum iti spuneam cand tratam cu CATIFEA....eram zgariat cu peria de sarma.....Simt ca mi-am cumparat o carte de colorat numita VIATA , iar tu ai desenat tot ce prins in cale .....in gri ...sa nu zic negru...Iar acum rasfoind aceasta carte ....m-am transformat intr-o bestie de care imi este si mi-e frica ,sa nu spun rusine...M-ai transformat cu buna stiinta in "animalul" de care toti fug,dar care provoaca mila celor din jur.....iar tu ...in momentele noastre ...esti singura care ma poate atinge si mangaia.....Am ajuns sa imi urasc viata&amp;nbsp; si nu de ieri sau de o saptamana incoa...se intampla de vrun an...cand am observat cum esti si ce am langa mine...am vrut sa te las...dar eram "setat" ...ca sa nu zic dresat....Am impresia ca am inceput sa te iubesc pt simplu fapt ca esti singura la care raman fara replica&amp;nbsp; si fara reacti adverse....cum sa nu-ti iubesti stapanul??? sau cum sa-ti musti stapanul??? ps :&amp;nbsp; esti multumita de creatia ta???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-7956372096813082446?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/7956372096813082446/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/12/frankestein.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7956372096813082446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7956372096813082446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/12/frankestein.html' title='FRANKESTEIN ......'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-1516339493287761247</id><published>2011-12-25T11:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T11:53:01.535+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gesturi "nereturnate"...</title><content type='html'>Am fost un an intreg rau si am zis sa ma schimb....sa fiu mai bun....si ce zi puteam sa imi aleg ca "INCEPUT"..daca nu ziua de Craciun???...Stiti voi sentimente calde, urari de bine , spirit de craciun , etc....si am zis ..."START" la bunatatea din mine...Am iesit din camera ,dupa ce am stat cu "ochii beliti "minute bune pe tavan cautand un inceput la bunatatea mea, am mers direct la mama si i-am zis ca-mi pare rau ca am fost rau tot anul ...ea a profitat de "momentul meu" de slabiciune si a inceput sa-mi scoata ochi ca nu dau bani in casa...Mi-am luat "coada intre picioare" si am mers&amp;nbsp; la tata cu acelasi gand pasnic de a-i transmite ce i-am urat si mamei....tata a inceput sa-mi reproseze ca ar trebui sa il ajut mai mult in curte.....Deja aveam un semnal de alarma ca bunatatea mea ori deranjeaza ori am facut prea multe lucruri gresite in trecut , iar acum e prea tarziu sa mai "repar" ceva....Mergand pe premiza "ori ce inceput e anevoios"...am continuat sa impart ganduri de "pace" si "schimbare " tuturor din jur...Am sunat-o pe iubita mea si i-am spus ca imi pare rau pt partile negative din an cand am fost prea dur si prea lipsit de sentimente....ea a inceput sa-mi insire anumite defecte atragandu-mi atentia ca se poate si&amp;nbsp;mult mai bine&amp;nbsp;de atat....Am inghitit in sec ...si am mers mai departe ...mi-am sunat seful cu sufletul "plin" de sarbatoare...cu ganduri bune ...dupa tot ce i-am urat mi-a spus ca de marti ,adica intre Craciun si Revelion sa vin la munca....Am ajuns "obosit" si oarecum deranjat de nepasarea din jur a gesturilor mele, la bunici ...am crezut ca intelepciunea de care da dovada orice batran, imi va prinde bine, ei vor sti sa aprecieze&amp;nbsp; si vor rasplati prin vorbe si fapte vorbele mele.....dupa ce mi-am terminat "discursul" , nu ma asteptam la aplauze sau "ridicari de pahare"....ma asteptam la imbratisari calde...dar nu au venit , au venit in schimb reprosuri ...si anume datoria de 50 de ron pe care le-o datorez de ceva vreme...si iata bunatatea mea ...cum a fost rasplatita in moduri diferite ,dar lipsite de caldura....Am revenit acasa ca un biet catelus care a incercat sa "sensibilizeze" persoane din preajma lui si sa trezit cu pietre aruncate inspre el....ps : nu te schimbi pt parinti , nu te schimbi pt iubita , nu te schimbi pt sefi , nu te schimbi pt bunici...te schimbi pt tine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1516339493287761247?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1516339493287761247/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/12/gesturi-nereturnate.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1516339493287761247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1516339493287761247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/12/gesturi-nereturnate.html' title='Gesturi &quot;nereturnate&quot;...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-4511702506525208541</id><published>2011-12-24T00:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:00:47.021+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Esti fericit ???</title><content type='html'>Esti fericit de tot ce te inconjoara? esti fericit ca in loc sa fie bine..este rau??? esti fericit de stadiul in care ai ajuns?? esti fericit langa persoana de langa tine??? esti fericit ca atat poti...mai mult ..iti este "peste mana"? esti fericit&amp;nbsp; ca atunci cand e vb de bani..ridici din umeri ??? esti fericit ca ai mai putin ca alti ..si nu poti face mai mult decat sa oftezi ???esti fericit cand vezi oameni venind de la distractie ,iar tu muncesti sperand ca intr-o zi te vei distra si tu? esti fericit ca esti considerat sclav si nu smecher?esti fericit ca te trezesti dimineata sa pleci la munca in timp ce alti care au furat se trezesc la 12 fara nici un stres??? esti fericit de ce lasi in urma zilnic? esti fericit de felul cum esti privit in orasul tau? esti fericit cand esti certat desi sti cu siguranta ca nu ai gresit? esti fericit atunci cand esti "etichetat" desi in sinea ta sti ca altceva ai vrut sa demonstrezi?? esti fericit cand persoana de langa tine&amp;nbsp; are "ochi pt altu"? esti fericit cand dupa un an de munca tragi linie si nu prea ai ce pune dupa aceea linie?? esti fericit cand mergi pe strada si te gandesti la problemele de zi cu zi care nu se mai termina? esti fericit cand nu esti acceptat de "sistem"? esti fericit atunci cand totul cade in jurul tau iar singura fasie de pamant este doar ceea pe care stai tu, dar si aceea sta sa cada ??? esti fericit cand vezi persoane de varsta ta ca au copii sau ca fac nunta ,iar tu pe langa ei esti o nulitate???...ps : ....oare e vrunu 100% fericit&amp;nbsp; dintre noi ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4511702506525208541?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4511702506525208541/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/12/esti-fericit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4511702506525208541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4511702506525208541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/12/esti-fericit.html' title='Esti fericit ???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-7338757914560001560</id><published>2011-12-23T23:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T23:48:51.485+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarbatori "moderne"...</title><content type='html'>NEBUNIE TOTALA....asa pot defini starea de spirit in aceste zile in orasul nostru....nu spun ceva nou sau ceva pt care sa merit vrun OSCAR.....vedeti si voi lucrul asta doar daca iesiti la "o tura" prin oras...Nu stiu cat va place voua ...insa eu unul ador "forfota" asta specifica Oltenitei....Fie ca alergam sa ne imbracam din magazinele "sarace"in imbracaminte, fie la cumparaturi pt revelion , fie ca alergam sa gasim o locatie unde sa petrecem noaptea ceea mare dintre ani ....cu toti avem un singur tel...sa avem ziua cat mai perfecta , cu putinta, pe 30 decembrie....Parca vad fetele noastre fitzoase cum probeaza de zor rochiile&amp;nbsp; si pantofii, parca vad baietii prin magazine incercand sa "fenteze" si anul asta revelionul.... asta inseamna sarbatorii ??? "Toale" , restaurante , figuri ca sa nu spun "basini", "aere" de inalta societate&amp;nbsp; sau parfumuri scumpe....la atat am ajuns sa evaluam sarbatorile astea??? Inseamna ca degeaba avem bani...in interior suntem saraci "lipiti"....pe langa faptul ca numai avem "starea" specifica sarbatorilor (dupa cum am mai scris) , numai avem nici sentimentul acela de a ne petrece sarbatorile langa pesoanele care merita cel mai mult....oare nu asta este scopul sarbatorilor??? nu de aceea le spun sarbatori??? ca sa petrcem cat mai mult timp langa persoanele dragi ???Nu sunt "lupul moralist ".....nici nu imi arde ...doar ca ma uit in jur si observ cum aceste sarbatori de iarna "palesc" si "palesc " trist ....le privim ca pe "portul national"...stim ca ne reprezinta&amp;nbsp; tara...dar nu-l purtam....ps : din generatie in generatie "pierdem" pe "drum"....din "taria" sentimentelor...pana se va naste unul peste 3000 mii de ani care se va naste cu iphone-ul in mana si cu laptop-ul de gat...si atunci o sa ajungem la concluzia " VAI CE AVANSATI SUNTEM !!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-7338757914560001560?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/7338757914560001560/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/12/sarbatori-moderne.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7338757914560001560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7338757914560001560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/12/sarbatori-moderne.html' title='Sarbatori &quot;moderne&quot;...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-1537093624660780139</id><published>2011-12-17T07:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T07:19:22.850+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarbatori ....pt cine???</title><content type='html'>Au venit sarbatorile....cine mai simte spiritul sarbatorilor in ziua de azi??? Intreb asta deoarece pe nimeni nu "simt" ...fericit sau implinit&amp;nbsp;ca se afla in perioada asta, cum simteam altadata....ar trebui , oare, sa o iau cu intrebarea banala "ce inseamna cu adevarat sarbatorile de Craciun si cu cine ar trebui ele petrecute???"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ca sa ajung la ce ma "roade"???&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sau ar trebui sa observ comportamentul anumitor indivizi pe o perioada nedeterminata...sa intru in starea lor si sa ma comport asemenea lor ??? "Eu" in perioada asta sunt morocanos, sensibil (modul negativ) , plin de nervi ...de ce nu am ajuns la stadiul "aer de sarbatoare", ca tot&amp;nbsp;il&amp;nbsp;"accesez"&amp;nbsp;??? cum ar trebui sa fiu sau la ce ar trebui sa renunt doar sa fiu si eu in pas cu oameni care traiesc din plin aceste sarbatori ???Mereu am stiut ca&amp;nbsp;te simti implinit&amp;nbsp;, daca esti inconjurat de persoane dragi ...mereu am stiut ca sarbatorile&amp;nbsp;aduc in casa motiv de bucurie , de fericire sufleteasca ...dar acum totul se "strica"...schimbam starile astea in ceva mult mai grosolan, mai lipsit de sentiment....parca ne transformam in rau...in persoane care "cumpara" Craciunul ,nu-l simt....ne prefacem ca suntem feiciti...dar suntem "goi"...ne gandim ca sunt sarbatori..dar cad asupra noastra ca ceva lipsit de sens....am uitat sa dam valoare sarbatorilor....pt ca suntem prea ocupati de saracie si prea ocupati de viata grea ,de zi cu zi !!! Daca anul trecut a fost un semnal de alarma pt mine ...acum e clar...incep sa ma indepartez de sarbatori....incep sa numai simt nimic din ce simteam odata...incep sa fiu "imun " la sensibilitate...bunatate...la SPIRITUL de sarbatoare.....si toate astea pt ca am decis sa fiu realist...sa numai visez si sa numai iubesc...ps&amp;nbsp; : ...si stau si ma intreb de ce privim de la o anumita varsta cu alti ochi...sarbatorile???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1537093624660780139?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1537093624660780139/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/12/sarbatori-pt-cine.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1537093624660780139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1537093624660780139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/12/sarbatori-pt-cine.html' title='Sarbatori ....pt cine???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-6871926618806375787</id><published>2011-11-30T21:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T06:34:24.108+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Drumuri catre nicaieri</title><content type='html'>Am uitat sa fiu om....am inceput sa am "iesiri" si defectele unui robot deviat de la cursul obisnuit ....Nu-mi pasa ca in urma zilelor trecute ,raman mormane de suspine si ofturi....trec precum un tramvai pe o sina&amp;nbsp; , de la capat la capat ....si am atatea drumuri incat am uzat&amp;nbsp; sina....C e vreau ? Ce-mi doresc ?....dar cine stie?...ma las purtat de viata...o las pe ea sa conduca...si daca am condus eu...unde am ajuns???Ma cuprinde un nou sentiment de fier"invechit"....incep sa ma cuprinda amintirile...si sper pt o clipa ca pot recupera tot ce a fost....dar numai pot avea...e ca un vis neinplinit dupa care oftez...dar nici odata nu il pot atinge sau trai....Incotro ma indrept ??? In ce directie sa o iau??? Zici ca sunt un betiv ...in cautarea drumului spre casa....si observ cum alti se bucura de viata ,iar pe mine nu ma lasa anumite traume mai vechi....Asta-i viata??? Nu intreb ironic,intreb cu un scop...intreb deoarece daca as putea da timpul inapoi , cam inaintea nasteri mele...si as fi intrebat de Dzeu daca vreau sa ma nasc...as zice categoric NUUUU......Mi-e dor de zilele cand stateam si nu aveam nici o grija ...mi-e&amp;nbsp; dor de noptile dormite si mi-e dor de ziua de dinaintea cunoasteri sentimentului de iubire....pana atunci am fost cu adevarat fericit..pana atunci mi-am trait linistit si sanatos viata...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-6871926618806375787?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/6871926618806375787/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/11/drumuri-catre-nicaieri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6871926618806375787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6871926618806375787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/11/drumuri-catre-nicaieri.html' title='Drumuri catre nicaieri'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-5108699913160910977</id><published>2011-10-13T22:41:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T23:12:34.334+03:00</updated><title type='text'>In lipsa ta...vb cu mine</title><content type='html'>In lipsa ta...vb cu mine.....Imi pun intrebari ...imi dau raspunsuri...iti caut scuze....iti dau dreptate....te critic....ma cert....toate astea ar trebui sa ti le spun fata-in-fata....dar nu stiu cum sa incep....nu stiu sa mai vb cu tine !!!!Pe de o parte imi pare rau...erai persoana care trebuia sa ma inteleaga indiferent de "limba" vb....dar pe de o parte imi pare bine ca nu vb cu tine....imi place sa te fac sa crezi ca sunt tare , ca nu doare nimic....dar dincolo de aparente ma atac si ma consum mai rau ca tine.....Am cateva exemple in orasul asta , pe care sunt tare invidios....recunosc.....indiferenta de care dau dovada , fata de persoanele de sex feminin cu care sunt....e tare "smekera"....eu stiu sa port o iubire "speciala" ...odata ce sa "prins"...poi sa prins , nu gluma.....Am momente cand pun mana pe tel.....imi zic in minte"gata vreau sa vb cu ea"....dar treptat....niste"chesti" nu ma lasa.....sau intamplat prea multe intre noi.....trecutul imi pune lacat si sechestru...pe vorbele si gandurile mele....Ma doare ...cateodata imi vine sa tip.....poate se schimba ceva...insa tot ce pot face este sa trag aer in piept....si sa merg mai departe , resemnat ca alte ganduri si discuti....au "murit" in mine....La tine nu stiu cum este.....am sentimentul cateodata ca fugi de mine....iar cateodata am sentimentul ca imi intorci vorba doar ca sa fugi de discutie.....E trist sa vezi cum "ceva" in care ai crezut si ai sperat se duce la "fund" mai rapid ca Titanicul......iar tu ca pers nu poti decat sa speri iar...si iar.....si iar...ps : Imi lipsesti ca "amica"....sti tu ce vreau sa-ti spun.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-5108699913160910977?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/5108699913160910977/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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exista....</title><content type='html'>Pe la 18 ani visam ca intr-o zi ,voi avea relatia perfecta....fara certuri....fara jicniri....fara batai de cap....doar iubire....imbratisari...saruturi...sentimente ...Trecand de stadiul"viselor"...am ajuns sa imi pierd speranta ca relatia pe care o visam....poate fi reala.....Sunt sigur ca nu sunt singurul care gandeste asa.....atat eu cat si restul pers pe care le simt si observ pe strada...parca ne-am pierdut speranta....numai suntem asa plini de entuziasm, ca mai putem avea o relatie de succes....probabil experienta negativa acumulata de-a lungul anilor, nu a facut decat sa ne scarbeasca pofta de viata,pofta de a mai cauta "ceva" frumos....Nu stiu cati dintre voi ma credeti cu adevarat, dar nici numai pot visa.... a fost prea crud totul pana acum sa mai pot visa....a fost prea dureros tot trecutul si sa terminat super naspa...iar dreptul meu de a visa sa evaporat...numai decat ..... ps : imi este indiferent....in ce "directie" ma va duce "vantul"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4216110131444751264?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4216110131444751264/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/10/relatia-perfecta-nu-exista.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4216110131444751264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4216110131444751264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/10/relatia-perfecta-nu-exista.html' title='Relatia perfecta nu exista....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-1867729700506769779</id><published>2011-10-08T09:20:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T10:24:20.387+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Echilibrul"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXB3QbJhCiM/To_6n4-t1RI/AAAAAAAAAnE/UIrNMJKj4Bs/s1600/Schimbare--Romanii-pun-pret-pe-valorile-morale-la-un-om-de-succes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 90px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661018819845281042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXB3QbJhCiM/To_6n4-t1RI/AAAAAAAAAnE/UIrNMJKj4Bs/s400/Schimbare--Romanii-pun-pret-pe-valorile-morale-la-un-om-de-succes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Echilibrul in viata unui om, il ofera faptele si realizariile in urma unui efort constant...Cu gandirea asta intampinam fiecare intalnire pe care o aveam cu "trecutul" , incercam sa fac o departajare intre ce aveam eu ....si ce aveau ei(colegii, prietenii,etc)...In mintea mea , "ei" erau mult mai sus....probabil ambitia mea nu avea un motiv pt care sa "traga" si imi imaginam ca ei au mai mult....ca au o situatie care sa le ofere un echilibru...o "coloana vertebrala"...o situatie materiala ,care sa nu aibe vrun "gand negativ" in ceea ce priveste ZIUA DE MAINE....Acum cateva zile m-am intalnit cu o astfel de pers. si ce mi-a fost dat sa aud ...mi-a schimbat oarecum gandirea...m-a bulversat...am ramas masca la cele auzite....A inceput sa imi povesteasca despre fosti nostri colegi si imediat am ajuns la concluzia ca nu sunt asa de "jos" cum credeam....Am inteles de la el, ca DEMOCRATIA asta , care ne-am "procurat-o" in '89.....a fost perceputa gresit de majoritatea persoanelor din trecutul "nostru"...Am stat si am "parcurs" din nou , tot ce mi-a povestit ,omul care avea sa-mi schimbe perspectiva despre viata....am "digerat" foarte bine totul...si am ajuns la concluzia , ca fiecare dintre noi are dreptul sa aleaga la un moment dat...Putem alege intre vise si realitate....putem alege intre stabilitate si instabilitate...intre "echilibru" si incertitudini....alegerea oricarui drum iti influenteaza "puternic" viata....tot ce faci dupa alegerea acestui drum...este ca o oglinda , care reflecta efortul depus...in lupta cu viata....Cu cat ai de povestit mai mult despre "performantele" tale...cu atat esti vazut mai bine de cei din jurul tau....ps : Fiecare are succesul lui in viata...depinde foarte mult...ce intelegem fiecare prin "succes".....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1867729700506769779?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1867729700506769779/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/10/echilibrul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1867729700506769779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1867729700506769779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/10/echilibrul.html' title='&quot;Echilibrul&quot;'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-EXB3QbJhCiM/To_6n4-t1RI/AAAAAAAAAnE/UIrNMJKj4Bs/s72-c/Schimbare--Romanii-pun-pret-pe-valorile-morale-la-un-om-de-succes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1409545084288122422</id><published>2011-10-03T21:13:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T10:20:45.456+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Un zid in jurul meu....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uV_wyi_2BNg/To_5yIdlJ2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/vz7kLmT13qU/s1600/The_Autumn_Rain_by_katea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661017896288331618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uV_wyi_2BNg/To_5yIdlJ2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/vz7kLmT13qU/s400/The_Autumn_Rain_by_katea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am inceput in gluma ,retragandu-ma in camera mea....cu scopul bine definit de a face pe interesantul....m-am trezit dupa ceva timp...dupa cativa ani de "glumit"...ca am creat fara sa vreau un "zid" intre mine si "restu".....Ma simt ca intr-o sticla...va vad...va simt....simt ce simtiti....dar nu ma pot apropia de voi......Simt ca mi-am creat propria lume...in alb si negru...o lume sumbra....fara zambete....fara bucurie de a trai.....o lume trista ....lipsita de viata....parca si aerului ii vine sa plece din lumea asta.....se simte stanjenit de plictiseala din jur....M-am inchis atat de mult in mine , incat nu-i dau nimanui sansa de a se apropia... numai simplu gest de tandrete sau de omenie venit din partea cuiva ...ma sperie....ma ispaimanta....am uitat sa fiu om cu oameni...am intors spatele bucuriei de a fi om??? .....E greu sa vrei .... sa mai fi om si sa numai poti....sa te afli la ani "distanta" de restul cunostiintelor...de restul persoanelor de varsta ta....cel mai dureros este atunci cand vezi gesturi tandre dintre persoane.....parca te regasesti in ele....parca ai vrea si tu sa ai parte....dar cum sa ai parte ,cand nu lasi pe nimeni sa se apropie de tine??? Sunt precum un caine , care a stat intr-o magazie ,in intuneric.....m-am indepartat de lume...numai stiu pe cine sa musc...si cu cine sa fiu tandru....am fugit de voi toti si acum va vreau inapoi , dar cu greu va mai pot avea....ps : Fugiti de singuratate....fugiti de salbaticie...fiti oameni...comunicati cu persoanele din jurul vostru.....distrati-va in "lumea" voastra......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1409545084288122422?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1409545084288122422/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/10/un-perete-in-jurul-meu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1409545084288122422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1409545084288122422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/10/un-perete-in-jurul-meu.html' title='Un zid in jurul meu....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-uV_wyi_2BNg/To_5yIdlJ2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/vz7kLmT13qU/s72-c/The_Autumn_Rain_by_katea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-6785789536634643682</id><published>2011-07-12T16:17:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T16:43:47.216+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Perversi " de langa noi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0XZIkLtDhU/ThxPjH7akyI/AAAAAAAAAm0/pPbhcci_hh0/s1600/imagesCA7TQJ9Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628461099148546850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0XZIkLtDhU/ThxPjH7akyI/AAAAAAAAAm0/pPbhcci_hh0/s400/imagesCA7TQJ9Y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cand se intampla ceva in orasul nostru...ciudat !!!! ....parca se intampla pt toti....Cand e vb de despartiri...poi auzi numai de despartiri la tot pasul....cand auzi de certuri...poi toti se cearta....etc...parca toti vor sa fie in pas cu "moda"....Satul sa mai dau exemple NEGATIVE , trec direct la subiect....De ceva vreme bate o "briza" de perversitate...multi sunt contaminati cu acest virus nenorocit , in fiecare auzi cate o poveste de "ramai prost".....socat si bulversat, in acelasi timp......In ultima perioada , prieteni apropiati incep sa isi faca "datoria"....incep sa isi de-a arama pe fata.....Numai sti de cine sa te feresti sau pe cine sa apropi !!!....In ultimul timp , aud povesti de genul " eu m-am despartit de ea si prietenul meu , care ma critica(de ce sunt cu ea) , este acum cu ea ".....si stai si te intrebi " mai merita oare cineva sa mai poarte statutul de "prieten" , cvu adevarat??? Probabil va inchipuiti ca sunt trecut printr-o astfel de poveste si acum ma razbun , prin publicarea aceastui articol , pe asa-zisul "prieten"...GRESIT !!! Nu , nu sunt trecut(Doamne fereste!!!).....insa ma bufneste rasul cand observ , ca persoanele perverse din povestile , mai sus mentionate , sunt exact persoanele pe care le banuiam ,inca de la inceput, ca au caracter infect....si ce sa vezi ? Am avut dreptate , nu m-am inselat !!!!.....Intotdeuna am tinut o oarecare "distanta" intre "noi"(eu si ea)...de restul lumi, fie ei prieteni , amici , rude.....si poate toti m-ati criticat...poate toti m-ati crezut un ciudat....dar cand vi se intampla astfel de cazuri....imi dati dreptate....Intradevar e dureros sa nu ai prieteni , e dureros sa te uiti la gasti si sa suspini ,dupa o gasca...dar mai dureros este sa "apropi" lupii de voi (tu si ea).....ps : Articol dedicat relatiilor esuate din cauza "prietenilor apropiati"....;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-6785789536634643682?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/6785789536634643682/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/07/perversi-de-langa-noi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6785789536634643682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6785789536634643682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/07/perversi-de-langa-noi.html' title='&quot;Perversi &quot; de langa noi....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-Z0XZIkLtDhU/ThxPjH7akyI/AAAAAAAAAm0/pPbhcci_hh0/s72-c/imagesCA7TQJ9Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-9150217368514851261</id><published>2011-05-19T12:41:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:58:11.378+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu, tu  si iar......tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Kp9a4oAZBU/TdTpO0fsgUI/AAAAAAAAAmg/NGrSyo6Lx9Y/s1600/imagesCAAT4OFB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Kp9a4oAZBU/TdTpO0fsgUI/AAAAAAAAAmg/NGrSyo6Lx9Y/s1600/imagesCAAT4OFB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Esti un capitol foarte important pt mine, in viata asta....ma gandesc la tine .....cum se gandeste un narcoman , inchis intr-o clinica de reabilitare, la droguri....pt inima mea esti un "drog"......am nevoie de tine ....sa pot continua....Zilele calendaristice&amp;nbsp; devin din ce in ce mai greoie,plictisitoare.....greu de suportat.....unde o-i fi acum? Ce o-i face la ora asta?....numai stiu nimik de tine....si simt ca inebunesc....O-i fi bine?....Am multe intrebari in cap....ma"bazaie" precum mustele.....asta inseamna ca eu chiar te-am iubit????.....explica lucrul asta si parintilor tai.....!!!Sunt singurele persoane care cred contrariul.....Mi-e greu sa si vb ,avand in vedere ce port in suflet....mi-e greu&amp;nbsp; si doare....fac lucrurile din viata de zi cu zi ,&amp;nbsp;doar ca sa fac si eu parte din NORMAL.....dar normalul pt mine ar fi fost ....cu tine.....langa tine.....deci traiesc ANORMAL....Ascult povesti zi de zi....ale&amp;nbsp;unor persoane.....unele povesti frumoase care continua si in prezent.....altele cutremuratoare si pline de suspans si emotii....care din pacate isi gasesc finalul....ca al nostru....prea devreme . !!!...Si iar ma gandesc la tine....cred ca din 3 ganduri ale mele ,4 sunt despre tine...cu tine..,..doar esti pers care o iubesc....altfel nu pot...nu vad ....si sincer&amp;nbsp;nici&amp;nbsp;nu vreau....ps : Te iubesc in felul meu....neinteles de alti.....dar crezi ca imi pasa??.....eu oricum&amp;nbsp; o sa fac in continuare....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-9150217368514851261?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/9150217368514851261/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/tu-tu-si-iartu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/9150217368514851261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/9150217368514851261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/tu-tu-si-iartu.html' title='Tu, tu  si iar......tu'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-9Kp9a4oAZBU/TdTpO0fsgUI/AAAAAAAAAmg/NGrSyo6Lx9Y/s72-c/imagesCAAT4OFB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-4693107459469060152</id><published>2011-05-19T00:26:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T00:38:33.123+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Din dorinta de a-ti face bine....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S1KCbuTW63E/TdQ8MQeugGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/zeVlU3cn69E/s1600/image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S1KCbuTW63E/TdQ8MQeugGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/zeVlU3cn69E/s1600/image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Din dorinta de a-ti face bine....parinti tai provoaca durere.....prima victima fiind tu...si apoi eu...Dupa ultima discutie pot sa spun ca i-am inteles si ii respect , incearca amandoi sa puna pe "sine" viata ta....crezand ca tu , nu esti destul de matura sa o faci singura....dar oare te-au ascultat vreodata??? Te-ai maturizat.....ei stiu asta??..numai esti copilul de altadata !!!! Ai atatea de demonstrat si de oferit , daca esti lasata incat ar ramane amandoi "masca".....Bineinteles ca sunt vazute doar esecurile si dezamagirile provocate de noi.....ca si cu relatia noastra....ce se observa ca ai luat Bac-ul din cauza mea,ca vb la tel in timpul probei la engleza si ca nota obtinuta este de fapt a mea , ca te-am pus sa faci contestatie la Bac, cand ti-e iti era lene sa pleci d'acasa.....sau ca de multe ori te-am intors inapoi in casa ,tu fiind dispusa sa renunti la ei.....nuuuuuuu....Andrey si Roxana = ESEC TOTAL !!! Mi-e dor de tine....dar cum sa-ti spun asta fata in fata , cand am interzis, la tot ce inseamna "Roxana"...zici ca esti "fructul interzis" din care ,daca gust pornesc Apocalipsa......oameni buni ne interziceti dreptul la viata....ne interziceti dreptul la fericire.....va pasa???Consider ca nu am ce detine, sa va critic.....dar cand e vb de pers pe care o iubesc, cand e vb de fericirea mea, cand e vb de viata mea......da-ti-mi dreptul sa o fac......am tacut si am cazut de prost....am ajuns pana acolo unde&amp;nbsp; sa fiu considerat las.....ma durut, ca de pilda si alte jicniri.....dar sa nu-i fac probleme ei, pt ca ma gandeam la ea,inainte sa fac vrun pas.....nu am venit sa vb.... si sa ajuns aici .....la finalul nostru.....sunteti fericiti??? ps : Va inteleg ca parinti.....dar va judec ca persoane care stiti ce inseamna IUBIRE .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4693107459469060152?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4693107459469060152/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/din-dorinta-de-ti-face-bine.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4693107459469060152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4693107459469060152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/din-dorinta-de-ti-face-bine.html' title='Din dorinta de a-ti face bine....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-S1KCbuTW63E/TdQ8MQeugGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/zeVlU3cn69E/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-189664920781115438</id><published>2011-05-18T12:14:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T18:30:46.961+03:00</updated><title type='text'>INCREDERE......cu ce se "mananca"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3P_OlzP3hy4/TdOPEz1U1lI/AAAAAAAAAmU/QqPM8OrNEdI/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3P_OlzP3hy4/TdOPEz1U1lI/AAAAAAAAAmU/QqPM8OrNEdI/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cuvantul asta(incredere)......in curand nu o sa mai aibe vreo explicatie in DEX....deoarece&amp;nbsp; si asa numai are nimeni incredere...de ce sa-si mai oboseasca autorul creierul,in cautarea de a da o definitie , cat mai exacta a cuvantului???..daca nimeni nu foloseste adevaratul sens al cuvantului....Pt&amp;nbsp; mine ,ideea de a avea incredere este ca treaba cu servetelele de masa......de unica folosinta....se&amp;nbsp; foloseste lumea de ea, ca fatada....iar dupa ce si-a atins scopul....o arunca la cos.....Nu vrem sa lasam in urma , un renume de "caracter"....sau de persoana de incredere, cu cat esti mai hot,&amp;nbsp;mai pervers....in ziua de azi...cik esti mai smeker.......Ne jucam cu cuvantul asta ....cu care ar trebui sa fim atat de atenti.....insa nu m-ar mira peste 10 ani ,&amp;nbsp;daca intrebi un pusti de 17 ani , ce inseamna cuv in sine..... sa primesti&amp;nbsp;ca raspuns..gen.."cu ce se mananca?"......Deocamdata este un gand.....in"deriva"....intr-o "mare"....de cuvinte..si o sa ajunga pana acolo...unde o sa se piarda.....precum&amp;nbsp; un vapor...de care nu sa mai auzit de foarte mult timp ,dar de care ne aducem aminte, cu zambetul pe buze....O sa murim minciosi si lipsiti de caracter..... si daca ar fi ca in povesti ,&amp;nbsp; in momentul cand ar trebui sa ne puna capacul la cosciug.....nu ar avea cum....ar incomoda nasul...care din cauza atator minciuni....a tot crescut ,de a lungul anilor.....Sunt &amp;nbsp;persoane care&amp;nbsp;au in sinea lor, gena asta...."pinokio"......,mai dezvoltata , decat alte gene&amp;nbsp; ,care in mod normal ar trebui sa primeze......Unde ne indreptam.....incotro mergem.....???....ps : nu e de mirare , ca au inceput sa iasa in prim plan , cat mai multe teori despre sfarsitul lumi......TREBUIE SA EXISTE UN FINAL.....LA TOT DESFRAUL ASTA.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-189664920781115438?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/189664920781115438/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/increderecu-ce-se-mananca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/189664920781115438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/189664920781115438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/increderecu-ce-se-mananca.html' title='INCREDERE......cu ce se &quot;mananca&quot;?'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-3P_OlzP3hy4/TdOPEz1U1lI/AAAAAAAAAmU/QqPM8OrNEdI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1751604168103770126</id><published>2011-05-12T18:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:46:43.187+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O persoana nevinovata....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUn4ua1Q184/TcwGReVkGXI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Sjo6DUMAOQE/s1600/imagesCAFU36MX.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUn4ua1Q184/TcwGReVkGXI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Sjo6DUMAOQE/s1600/imagesCAFU36MX.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ce vina are "ea"...de&amp;nbsp;primeste raceala din partea mea??? Este o persoana&amp;nbsp;, care&amp;nbsp; cu siguranta, daca mi-as da interesul...as scoate multe calitati&amp;nbsp; din ea...dar&amp;nbsp; cred ca e convinsa ca&amp;nbsp; inima si gandurile mele sunt la 70 de km ,departare de Bucuresti ...in directia Sud a punctelor cardinale....Pacat&amp;nbsp; ,uneori ma uit la ea cand este in pat&amp;nbsp; si&amp;nbsp; ii plang de&amp;nbsp; mila , in gandul meu...."Cum poti sa-mi&amp;nbsp; stergi tot ce am in suflet...si sa-mi&amp;nbsp; "plantezi" sentimente pt tine???".....dar o las in pace....nu stie cu cine se&amp;nbsp; pune....Am frica de D-zeu ....si mai&amp;nbsp; stiu ca nu fac bine ce fac....dar era singurul mod de a scapa de tine....imi&amp;nbsp; trebuia o&amp;nbsp; "scapare"....ea&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mi-a&amp;nbsp; propus o alternativa....iar eu am acceptat....Realizezi probabil ca nu poate sa-mi treaca de tine asa repede....dar avand o pers ca ea langa mine...sunt sigur&amp;nbsp; ca in curand....procentajul&amp;nbsp; sentimentelor fata de tine....va ajunge la zero....nu este o lauda....oricum nici&amp;nbsp; mie&amp;nbsp; , nu imi pare bine....Ce ciudat vorbesc de o alta persoana in viata mea si nu esti tu....nu e vb de tine....e vorba de o&amp;nbsp; "straina"....Inima mea nu o accepta, nu are aceasi "amprenta vocala"&amp;nbsp; ca si tine....iar "ea"(inima mea)&amp;nbsp; este setata&amp;nbsp; dupa tine.....cu greu va fi acceptata...si daca totusi va fi acceptata....este datorita milei&amp;nbsp; sau recunostintei....ca a indurat atatea langa mine....ps : ca tine nu va mai fi&amp;nbsp; si poate nici numai vreau sa fie ...."copia nu este ca originalul"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1751604168103770126?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1751604168103770126/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-persoana-nevinovata.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1751604168103770126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1751604168103770126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-persoana-nevinovata.html' title='O persoana nevinovata....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-mUn4ua1Q184/TcwGReVkGXI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Sjo6DUMAOQE/s72-c/imagesCAFU36MX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-7140108714396270930</id><published>2011-05-12T18:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:46:43.152+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Am "scufundat"persoanele....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHdrwQzRZ9s/TcwGCertZXI/AAAAAAAAAmM/4jyvmW48TRY/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHdrwQzRZ9s/TcwGCertZXI/AAAAAAAAAmM/4jyvmW48TRY/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Parca&amp;nbsp; nu era de ajuns&amp;nbsp; ca ma simt un "strain".... mi se&amp;nbsp; mai intampla si&amp;nbsp; chesti&amp;nbsp; , care sa-mi puna "sare pe rana"....Azi , am coborat sa&amp;nbsp; fac cumparaturi&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; si am crezut ca-l vad pe&amp;nbsp; taicatu.....intrasem in starea de&amp;nbsp; emotie corespunzatoare&amp;nbsp; unui om care&amp;nbsp; vede un cunoscut&amp;nbsp; , intre straini....dar de ce tocmai taicatu???Probabil unde stau cu gandul la&amp;nbsp; tine....in fine....am vrut sa imi iau&amp;nbsp; inima in dinti&amp;nbsp; , sa stau de vb cu dansu....ceea ce nu am facut&amp;nbsp; in Oltenita...am crezut ca am curaj sa fac acum....si pe masura ce veneam spre pers respectiva....aveam in cap tot ce&amp;nbsp; vroiam sa-i spun....In sfarsit&amp;nbsp; dupa 1 an si 6 luni...aveam de gand sa dau frau&amp;nbsp; liber ...cuvintelor....frazelor....care uneori se&amp;nbsp; simteau&amp;nbsp; ca un taur intr-o cusca ,neavand rabdare , sa iasa cat mai repede in libertate.....Ajung aproape de pers respectiva , cand&amp;nbsp; ....observ cu stupoare....dezamagit...ca nu era taicatu........mi-a cazut fata....in sfarsit aveam ce detine sa&amp;nbsp; il infrunt....si cand colo....nu a fost sa fie....!!!! Intamplarea asta ,&amp;nbsp; ma "bantuit" toata seara....aveam in cap&amp;nbsp; tot felul de intrebari fara&amp;nbsp; raspuns....aveam tot felul de idei.....care mai de care mai complicate , mai compuse...Nus&amp;nbsp; ce sa mai spun....ma simt&amp;nbsp; "fara stare" ...si totusi&amp;nbsp; am atata energie....ma simt mereu intr-o intersectie...mereu debusolat....nu stiu pe ce drum sa o iau....ps : Oare asa se simt toti&amp;nbsp; cand pierd&amp;nbsp; persoane la care tin&amp;nbsp; foarte mult ??? sau&amp;nbsp; sunt un caz aparte......???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-7140108714396270930?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/7140108714396270930/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/am-scufundatpersoanele.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7140108714396270930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7140108714396270930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/am-scufundatpersoanele.html' title='Am &quot;scufundat&quot;persoanele....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-DHdrwQzRZ9s/TcwGCertZXI/AAAAAAAAAmM/4jyvmW48TRY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-8372737817846075284</id><published>2011-05-12T11:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:46:43.224+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Un suflet cald printre  mii de suflete reci...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dcwH6PZoPiY/Tcvum1qS2EI/AAAAAAAAAmI/WIAQEy7ESGs/s1600/thumbnailCAS5MYQV.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dcwH6PZoPiY/Tcvum1qS2EI/AAAAAAAAAmI/WIAQEy7ESGs/s1600/thumbnailCAS5MYQV.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bucuresti...capitala....un oras ca un colos.....Ma simt atat de nesimnificativ intr-un oras atat de mare...simt ca nimeni&amp;nbsp; nu imi da&amp;nbsp; importanta...sunt un alt trecator pe aici....ii pasa cuiva ???....oameni sunt atat de reci...cred ca daca as face infarct si as fi intins pe strada ,nimanui nu iar pasa....Am intrat in a3a saptamana de cand sunt aici....dar nu ma regasesc...nu cred ca ma acomodez si sincer nici nu vreau...am&amp;nbsp; atata nevoie de tine....locul meu e acolo in dreapta ta....dar&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ce&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; fac ???&amp;nbsp; am zis ca numai&amp;nbsp; vb&amp;nbsp; de tine , faci parte din trecut....As vrea sa trag la&amp;nbsp; raspundere pe cineva ,pt sufletul meu asta mare pe care il port&amp;nbsp; ....mare povara mi-a mai dat pe umeri ....dar&amp;nbsp; stiu ca toate se intampla&amp;nbsp; cu un scop in viata asta si ca D-zeu stie el , de ce ma repartizat la categoria "sufletisti" !!! Stau si ma&amp;nbsp; gadesc&amp;nbsp; ca&amp;nbsp; si&amp;nbsp; femeia&amp;nbsp; de la&amp;nbsp; paine , este foarte rece cu mine....painea venita din mainile ei...este atat de rece si&amp;nbsp; de amara....incat am impresia uneori ca trebuie sa ajung&amp;nbsp; acasa , sa o incalzesc&amp;nbsp; si sa&amp;nbsp; o dau prin zahar doar ca&amp;nbsp;sa&amp;nbsp; poata fi inghitita....E greu , nu ma vait ....sunt sigur ca in curand&amp;nbsp; voi fi unul dintre ei....simt ca&amp;nbsp; o sa ma "racesc " si eu .... Ma simt ca sunt intr-o morga a unui spital&amp;nbsp; pe nume "BUCURESTI"....si toti&amp;nbsp; care&amp;nbsp;trec pe aici&amp;nbsp;...sunt de fapt cadavre...numai au pic de suflet....sunt toti "reci"....si toti iau "microbul" unul de la altu....microbul&amp;nbsp; dupa cum ti-ai dat sema se numeste&amp;nbsp; RAUTATE....si&amp;nbsp; odata ce&amp;nbsp; il&amp;nbsp; dobandesti....nu ai cum sa mai fi&amp;nbsp; sufletist sau "cald"....nu&amp;nbsp; tu alegi daca il vrei sau nu.....el te alege pe tine si te bantuie....pana te acapareaza....pana ii aparti....cand ai devenit "rau"....sa&amp;nbsp; sti de la mine, ca a castigat razboiul cu tine....esti posedat de rautate....esti una dintre&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;milioanele de pers "victime" ale BUCURESTIULUI&amp;nbsp;....Sunt sigur ca daca ma voi "raci"...singura pers cu care nu pot sa fiu rece vei fi tu.....un sarut cu tine ar dezgheta si Bucurestiul tot....ps : hai sa "incalzim " lumea........hai sa&amp;nbsp; demonstram ca&amp;nbsp; mai sunt sentimente calde&amp;nbsp;....hai sa demonstram ca nu totul este pierdut....DESI&amp;nbsp; FACI PARTE DIN TRECUT , ESTI SINGURA&amp;nbsp; CARE POATE SA-MI INCALZEASCA INIMA IN PREZENT....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-8372737817846075284?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/8372737817846075284/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/un-suflet-cald-printre-mii-de-suflete.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8372737817846075284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8372737817846075284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/un-suflet-cald-printre-mii-de-suflete.html' title='Un suflet cald printre  mii de suflete reci...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-dcwH6PZoPiY/Tcvum1qS2EI/AAAAAAAAAmI/WIAQEy7ESGs/s72-c/thumbnailCAS5MYQV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-434473924638423750</id><published>2011-05-12T10:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T23:46:43.095+03:00</updated><title type='text'>O parte din mine  ...."moare"azi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-qjMfQCv08/TcuSV0QAj0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/8ngssMUPfiw/s1600/imagesCA7VNN6V.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-qjMfQCv08/TcuSV0QAj0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/8ngssMUPfiw/s1600/imagesCA7VNN6V.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Din respect&amp;nbsp; pt&amp;nbsp; persoana cu care&amp;nbsp; sunt , din respect&amp;nbsp; pt corpul meu care imbatraneste iubindu-te , din respect&amp;nbsp; pt demnitatea mea de barbat....trebuie sa accept&amp;nbsp; prezentul...."SUNTEM&amp;nbsp; ISTORIE".....Doare...doare&amp;nbsp;si iar doare....ma simt&amp;nbsp; in "doliu",desi nu am nici un&amp;nbsp; motiv&amp;nbsp; real sa o fac...insa&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "doliul" meu&amp;nbsp; vine&amp;nbsp; din interior....sufletul meu simte&amp;nbsp; cum ultimile momente&amp;nbsp; langa tine au murit....le-am ingropat azi....am aruncat&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;RESEMNARE peste ele....si acum&amp;nbsp; trebuie sa ma resemnez si eu....SA&amp;nbsp; VAD&amp;nbsp; VIATA FARA TINE....Imi este rusine de noua&amp;nbsp; mea iubita , ca i-am ascuns sentimentele fata de tine , poate si rusinea asta a facut&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ca eu sa merg mai departe , sa nu&amp;nbsp; fiu prada in continuare amintirilor .....eram din ce in ce mai slabit&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; si nu stiam de ce, ma hraneam , consumam&amp;nbsp; lichide....dar amintirile cu tine ,&amp;nbsp;se infruptau din "mine"....imi macinau gandurile....imi&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; distrugeau&amp;nbsp; creierul....si&amp;nbsp; imi "imbolnaveau" inima.....ma simteam&amp;nbsp; ca un corp&amp;nbsp; "supt"&amp;nbsp; de un vampir.....din&amp;nbsp;ce in ce&amp;nbsp; si mai slabit....si din ce in ce mai lipsit de viata....Trebuie sa&amp;nbsp; pun punct ...IARTA-MA !!!....dar numai pot......am&amp;nbsp; viata inainte....ma doare ca este fara tine...sunt dezamagit de&amp;nbsp; mine&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...ca&amp;nbsp; gandesc&amp;nbsp; viitorul&amp;nbsp; "fara "tine.....suna asa gol....asa de pustiu....asa&amp;nbsp; de negru....Incerc&amp;nbsp; sa ma&amp;nbsp; ridic&amp;nbsp; cu ajutorul "ei"....persoana&amp;nbsp; care a avut curaj&amp;nbsp;, sa inceapa un nou "drum" cu mine....dar nu va fi la fel.....iar eu din obisnuinta....am nevoie&amp;nbsp; de acelasi lucru.....caut in ea....tiparul tau..., incerc&amp;nbsp; sa gasesc in ea, "bucati" din tine....dar dezamagit&amp;nbsp; ,constat ca nu sunteti aceleasi personaje din "povestea mea"....Te-am iubit mult...dovada vie fiind&amp;nbsp; "ruptura" asta&amp;nbsp; greoaie.....ma simt ca un vapor care trebuie sa plece de la tarm...desi&amp;nbsp; el ar vrea sa mai stea....dar&amp;nbsp; are un drum bine stabilit....ridica ancora si pleaca...se indeparteaza&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; de&amp;nbsp; locul cu care se "imprietenise", cu care se obisnuise....urmeaza&amp;nbsp; pt el o alta destinatie....un alt "prieten" langa care sa acosteze...Ps :&amp;nbsp; e singurul&amp;nbsp; "ps", la care vreau sa&amp;nbsp; nu am "final"...as vrea sa scriu intruna....am atatea&amp;nbsp; sa-ti&amp;nbsp; spun...mai&amp;nbsp; erau atatea de spus intre noi....iti spun doar&amp;nbsp; ... la revedere...las capul jos.....trag aer in&amp;nbsp; piept...si de azi ....te trec la categoria "AI FOST".....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-434473924638423750?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/434473924638423750/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-parte-din-mine-moareazi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/434473924638423750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/434473924638423750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-parte-din-mine-moareazi.html' title='O parte din mine  ....&quot;moare&quot;azi....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-r-qjMfQCv08/TcuSV0QAj0I/AAAAAAAAAmE/8ngssMUPfiw/s72-c/imagesCA7VNN6V.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-9101255765492436354</id><published>2011-05-11T10:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T10:54:53.323+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Povesti pline de suferinta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7PHzHVYBTU/TcpAKbrJyOI/AAAAAAAAAl8/OEw5GQ1A-k4/s1600/thumbnailCA2NDIBE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7PHzHVYBTU/TcpAKbrJyOI/AAAAAAAAAl8/OEw5GQ1A-k4/s1600/thumbnailCA2NDIBE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In fiecare zi , ma gandesc la povestea mea&amp;nbsp; ... imi place sa intru in postura persoanei&amp;nbsp; care isi&amp;nbsp; linge ranile dezamagit, imi place sa oftez , sa&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ma inchid&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; in mine&amp;nbsp; ....si poate sa povestesc&amp;nbsp; uneori prin ce am trecut....Nu stiu ce&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; caut ....poate mila&amp;nbsp; altor persoane......poate imi place sa ma descarc...poate imi place sa ma victimizez....poate imi place sa&amp;nbsp; spun lucrurilor pe nume, ca&amp;nbsp; ca ma&amp;nbsp; resemnez&amp;nbsp; si mai mult....poate imi place ca din prostiile mele, cineva sa traga niste concluzi&amp;nbsp; si sa nu repete&amp;nbsp; pasi gresiti care i-am&amp;nbsp; facut eu......La schimb , persoana care ma asculta&amp;nbsp; isi spune&amp;nbsp; si&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ea&amp;nbsp; "off"-ul....si atunci realizez&amp;nbsp;indignat ,ca din&amp;nbsp; povestea mea , pe care eu o consideram&amp;nbsp; "super-naspa"&amp;nbsp; si apogeul suferintei...., raman&amp;nbsp; niste "resturi"...Ajung la&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; concluzia ca&amp;nbsp; povesta mea "paleste" in fata&amp;nbsp; povesti ei....si fara&amp;nbsp; sa vrea , persoana in cauza&amp;nbsp; ma ajuta foarte mult , ma face sa cred&amp;nbsp; ca nu e"dracu asa de al dracu"....imi da putere&amp;nbsp; si incredere in mine sa merg mai departe....Sunt povesti&amp;nbsp; de viata , in urma carora&amp;nbsp; nu poti sa ramai indiferent ,&amp;nbsp; te&amp;nbsp; "misca"....in tine se&amp;nbsp; "misca"&amp;nbsp; ceva...oricat de "animal"&amp;nbsp; ai fi&amp;nbsp; ...esti cu o "poveste mai bogat "&amp;nbsp;. ...o poveste&amp;nbsp;de&amp;nbsp; suferinta&amp;nbsp;, pe care o port uni pe umeri....si te intrebi in sinea ta ...daca e normal acest lucru???Daca trebuie sa suferim doar pt simplu fapt ca iubim ??? ps : Sa inteleg ca suntem de 2 ori mai "fraieri"&amp;nbsp; decat cei pe care ii iubim...1)pt ca iubim pe cine nu trebuie ....si&amp;nbsp; 2)&amp;nbsp; dupa ce ca iubim...mai si suferim....unde e dreptatea&amp;nbsp; pe&amp;nbsp; lumea asta??????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-9101255765492436354?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/9101255765492436354/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/povesti-pline-de-suferinta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/9101255765492436354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/9101255765492436354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/povesti-pline-de-suferinta.html' title='Povesti pline de suferinta...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-p7PHzHVYBTU/TcpAKbrJyOI/AAAAAAAAAl8/OEw5GQ1A-k4/s72-c/thumbnailCA2NDIBE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3211232769498109083</id><published>2011-05-08T13:50:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T14:23:40.150+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Stiu doar sa te iubesc....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ3qg2LzXvo/TcZ9NMXHEPI/AAAAAAAAAl0/b9SQ4CSBxgM/s1600/thumbnailCAYJ770K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604304451919089906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ3qg2LzXvo/TcZ9NMXHEPI/AAAAAAAAAl0/b9SQ4CSBxgM/s400/thumbnailCAYJ770K.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce ciudata este viata....te "paseaza" la orice categorie unde doreste...si are o precizie ca ceea a unui jucator de fotbal...care da un gol la vinclu....Ciudatenia de care vb se refera ca si in celelalte 380 de articole ...la TINE...despre cine altcineva ???avand in vedere ca in 2 ani de zile cu tine mi-am impartit in mod egal si bucuriile si tristetile....Am momente cand te iubesc atat de mult...incat imi vine sa te duc in cele mai frumoase locuri de pe pamant...si ajutat de panorama respectivelor locuri ,sa-ti realizez un portret ....iar tu dupa ce il privesti....sa spui mandra de mine...:"BAI TU CHIAR MA IUBESTI...." Am momente cand imi provoci durere si atunci trec de la stadiul de iubaret ,la stadiul de om dezamagit....si sunt atat de dezamagit , incat ma gandesc la cum arata viata fara tine...scuza-ma !!! dar e atat de dureros....daca ai sti tu !!! Ma doare si pe mine ca am ajuns sa gandesc astfel....dar stai linistita e doar o "camaruta" a creierului meu , unde imi place sa evadez....o vad ca pe o razbunare , fug de la ceva frumos pt tine...la ceva lipsit de lumina , lipsit de sentiment....imi izolez sentimentele pt tine....dar sunt atat de mari incat nu pot sa "construiesc " in jurul lor un "zid" si ma reintorc la stadiul de iubaret...cu coada intre picioare....nu pot sa nu te iubesc , doare mai rau , ca atunci cand incerc sa nu o fac ..... Te iubesc mult ....poate te iubesc atat de mult incat , la un moment dat...ma gandesc de doua ori inainte sa deschid ochi de dimineatza...."oare esti reala....sau ai fost doar un vis intr-o viata de cacat" ??? Am nevoie de tine....si nu ma refer , ca te folosesc ca un obiect ....am nevoie de tine ...pt ca inima mea are nevoie de tine....esti un fel de "nu pot sa traiesc fara tine"al zilelor noastre....ps : as putea sa scriu multe la ps-ul asta...dar ma rezum la o singura fraza....SUNT MANDRU DE MINE.....CA TE IUBESC PE TINE.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3211232769498109083?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3211232769498109083/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/stiu-doar-sa-te-iubesc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3211232769498109083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3211232769498109083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/stiu-doar-sa-te-iubesc.html' title='Stiu doar sa te iubesc....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-jJ3qg2LzXvo/TcZ9NMXHEPI/AAAAAAAAAl0/b9SQ4CSBxgM/s72-c/thumbnailCAYJ770K.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3244262109550361918</id><published>2011-05-05T10:24:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T10:54:39.139+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Exista pers "ideala".....sau e un mit ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqNtJljS85U/TcJXseYKPvI/AAAAAAAAAls/Bmr9hU3a7j0/s1600/thumbnailCALQ8QST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603137307982577394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqNtJljS85U/TcJXseYKPvI/AAAAAAAAAls/Bmr9hU3a7j0/s400/thumbnailCALQ8QST.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce trebuie sa gasesc la pers pe care o iubesc ??? Ce trebuie sa aibe diferit de celelalte persoane ??? Ce calitati "extra" trebuie sa descopar? LINISTE SUFLETEASCA: sa aibe linistea de care am nevoie ...in care sa ma "scald" cand am pofta , cand ma simt "amenintat" de scandaluri , certuri ,etc.... ??? IMBRATISARI "CALDE" : sa ma simt in bratele "ei " cel mai "protejat"....in bratele ei sa nu am probleme..nimic nu imi poate face rau.....???ARMONIE : sa fie intre mine si ea aceea armonie , ca a unei pers care canta la harpa...amandoi sa stim ce "nota" va urma....??? IUBIRE : atunci cand ma intalnesc cu ea, sa existe in mine "scanteia" aia care aprinde un "foc" specific tinerilor indragostiti....saruturile cu ea sa aibe acel"ceva" diferit de toate pers.....????CREIER : sa-i merga "mintea" atunci cand mi-e imi sta pe loc...sa aiba desteptaciunea specifica de moment , a unei "tigroaice" in stare sa-si apere masculul....???? INTELEPCIUNE : sa gandeasca problemele dintre noi ca si cand ele ne-ar decide viitorul ???......SERIOZITATE : sa nu fie "comunista" ,dar nici delasatoare....sa se incadreze in zicala..."cand muncim...muncim.....cand radem ...radem"???.....SIMTUL UMORULUI : sa aibe glume intelese , "procesate" si cu un scop binedefinit: sa produca : UMOR.....??? ...PS : am integrat intr-un "portret" cam 100% din pers ideala....oare exista asa ceva???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3244262109550361918?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3244262109550361918/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/exista-pers-idealasau-e-un-mit.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3244262109550361918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3244262109550361918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/exista-pers-idealasau-e-un-mit.html' title='Exista pers &quot;ideala&quot;.....sau e un mit ???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-OqNtJljS85U/TcJXseYKPvI/AAAAAAAAAls/Bmr9hU3a7j0/s72-c/thumbnailCALQ8QST.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3770958636470477059</id><published>2011-05-03T11:45:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T12:18:02.012+03:00</updated><title type='text'>DIN RESPECT PT TINE...ACESTUI ARTICOL NU II VOI  ACORDA VRUN TITLU....</title><content type='html'>Cum te lasa sufletul sa minti persoana pe care o iubesti ??? Cum pleaca ceva atat de rau si lipsit de sentiment catre o pers care are numai sentimente placute pt tine ??? Pana cand o vei duce in ritmul asta ??? Persoana care te iubeste mereu se va intoarce inapoi la tine...dar mereu cu un gust din ce in ce mai amar....si te gandesti in asa armonie, iubire cum draq isi face loc un "microb" numit minciuna ???Suntem buni numai sa stricam, sa paradim, sa ne bagam piciorul in ceea ce este frumos...specific romanesc , nu ??? Imi vin in cap atatea intrebari , incat daca le-as pune ...dar cum sa le pun?....imi este frica sa nu-mi raspunzi tot prin minciuna...sau sa-mi dem ca gandesti si tu...sunt sigur ca nu ar fi raspunsul tau 100%...ar fi o alta minciuna...."trantita" peste "teancul" de minciuni pe care mi l-ai tot spus ....in fine...crezi ca e normal..pt tine minciuna , face parte din "normal" pt tine....cum pt alti adevarul este normal...ia zi cine e mai "drept" ,tu sau ei ???....Ti-ai creat o lume , in care minciuna este un fel de rege .... iti porunceste cum sa "aranjezi" lucrurile sau vorbele ca sa cazi intotdeuna in picioare...dar nu te gandesti ca in picioare cazi pe moment...pe urma cand adevarul , cel mai dur dusman al tau, iese la suprafata....esti in genunchi....si iata cum pt 5 minute de minciuna ....esti o viata in genunchi....Stiu ca ti-e greu ...stiu ca numai are lumea incredere in tine...si cei care inca mai au...o sa realizeze in curand ce fel de pers esti...si atunci ii vei pierde pe toti....si vei tu impotriva tuturor ...cum ne vei mai privi in ochi???? Intotdeuna vei vrea alte"victime" ale minciunilor tale...si iti vei face mereu prieteni noi...dar or sa fie prieteni cu tine pana cand ii vei dezamagi si pe ei...si uite asa esti mereu in cautarea de noi victime....uitate in spate sau peste umar...ai mintit mult...ai dezamagit mult....prieteni pe care ti faci sunt putini si din ce in ce mai putini.....la polul opus se afla mult mai multa lume pe care ai pierdut-o...stiu nu-ti pasa ,nu ???O sa vina un moment cand iti va pasa...sper si ma rog pt tine sa nu fie prea tarziu.....O sa ai vreodata vrun moment zero??? In care sa constientizezi ca ai mintit mult si vei incepe sa iei masuri ??? Multi m-au intrebat ce caut langa tine avand in vedere ca te si iubesc.....le-am raspuns cum am stiut mai bine amarat si dezamagit...."probabil m-am indragostit de vreo minciuna de a ei...si acum sunt blocat aici...pt ca sunt alimentat in fiecare zi cu minciuni...probabil imi place sa visez iar ea imi ofera "vise"....pacat ca sunt in mare parte numai minciuni "....ps : AI MINTIT , AI DEZAMAGIT, AI PIERDUT PERSOANE .....CAND VA IESI LA SUPRAFATA ADEVARATELE TALE CALITATI.... eu unu inca mai cred in tine....de ce ? PT CA NU TE VOI LASA SINGURA LA PIERDERILE PE CARE LE VEI SUFERI , ATUNCI CAND ADEVARUL IESE LA SUPRAFATA , ATUNCI CAND VEI REALIZA CA DEZAMAGESTI....PT CA STIU CA TI-E GREU...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3770958636470477059?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3770958636470477059/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/cum-te-lasa-sufletul-sa-minti-persoana.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3770958636470477059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3770958636470477059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/cum-te-lasa-sufletul-sa-minti-persoana.html' title='DIN RESPECT PT TINE...ACESTUI ARTICOL NU II VOI  ACORDA VRUN TITLU....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-4578810097568996910</id><published>2011-05-03T11:15:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T11:41:40.045+03:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce se schimba omul ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-85wXuX-0j8g/Tb-_vUkl1bI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZY_gDXyAy7o/s1600/thumbnailCA9G4JC0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602407281169126834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-85wXuX-0j8g/Tb-_vUkl1bI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZY_gDXyAy7o/s400/thumbnailCA9G4JC0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunt sigur ca toti oameni "incep" viata asta buni , calzi , primitori ......si in timp ne schimbam...ne "transformam"...cum??? Poi tot cu ajutorul persoanelor de langa noi....a oamenilor in general , care ne dezamagesc , ne mint , sunt perversi ....cum sa ramai la fel , intalnindu-te in viata cu aceaste "calitati" ???Cum sa tratezi cu "caldura"....lucruri atat de "reci" ??? Primim "lovituri" zilnic de la noi insine ....de la semeni nostri....cum poti sa mai oferi cand nimeni nu iti ofera la schimb nimic....cum poti sa iubesti cand nu ti se raspunde cu aceasi moneda, etc,etc.... ??? Fiecare persoana in parte ajunge la stadiu de rautate , la care incepe sa isi puna singur intrebari... " cum am ajuns sa fiu rau?? eu eram un suflet mare...daca ma puneai pe rana ...trecea...cum am ajuns "bestia" de azi ???Sunt gesturi pe care le faci , care "misca " omul bun din tine...sau ce a mai ramas din el....in tine...Concluzie....moralitatea te mustra de multe ori...incerca sa-ti aratae drumul cel bun....tu esti bun...dar iti impui sa fi rau....pt ca astfel nu te lasi "descoperit".....in fata "lupilor din ziua de azi....O sa ajungem sa ne gandim la "bunatate" ca la copilarie...cu lacrimi in ochi....buni or sa mai fie doar bebelusi si copii.....pt ca nu stiu si nu realizeaza...sau poate nu au fost inca "loviti".....dar ei sunt "raul " de maine...stati fara grija...viata isi va face datoria si cu ei ...ps : traim intr-o lume in care omul poate fi "confundat" cu un lup fara probleme...nu ma refer la fizic...ci la "calitati"......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4578810097568996910?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4578810097568996910/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/de-ce-se-schimba-omul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4578810097568996910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4578810097568996910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/de-ce-se-schimba-omul.html' title='De ce se schimba omul ???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-85wXuX-0j8g/Tb-_vUkl1bI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ZY_gDXyAy7o/s72-c/thumbnailCA9G4JC0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-472148343840994610</id><published>2011-05-02T23:45:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T00:23:43.522+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cunosti persoana de langa tine ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zSQ6AFj86o0/Tb8flR02uYI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-ekwo2f4cJI/s1600/thumbnailCA01EZJ1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602231186772900226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zSQ6AFj86o0/Tb8flR02uYI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-ekwo2f4cJI/s400/thumbnailCA01EZJ1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plecand de la zicala ca nu cunosti un om o viata intreaga 100% , parca am vrut sa vad daca e adevarat , ce a gandit "nenicu" asta care a "procesat" aceasta zicala...Am intalnit acum 2 saptamani o pers , cu care credeam eu ca o sa-mi impart tot restul vieti....intr-o saptamana am crezut ca stiu indeajunse lucruri despre ea , incat sa fac pasul cel "mare" , era deschisa, avea farmecul ei , avea chestia aia care oricat de suparat erai , te lua si te distra.....una peste alta era sa iau teapa vieti.....Am descoperit in a2a saptamana multe chesti care mi-au spart fata, multe chesti din caracterul ei la care am ramas socat...concluzie : ERA SA IAU CEEA MAI TAMPITA DECIZIE DIN VIATA MEA ....IN DECURS DE 2SAPTAMANI ....Asa am ajuns la intrebarea ,cat de bine cunoastem pers de langa noi ??? Cati dintre noi stim ce gandeste pers de langa noi ??? Cati bagam mana in foc pt pers de langa noi ??? Sunt intrebari pe care multi dintre noi , ni le punem cam tot timpul...care dintre noi ajungem la un raspuns , pe care sa si-l credem ??? Sunt anumite ciudateni in viata asta la care omul nu poate deslusi misterul...asa si cu treaba asta ...cum dreaq sa traiesti o viata cu un om langa tine si sa nu ajungi sa-l cunosti??? Probabil pt ca omul mereu este precum un cameleon....se schimba dupa cum bate vantu , se schimba dupa peisaj ca sa se integreze si ca vorba .... minte sa se scoata !!! asa ca ....ps : Nenicule care ai scos zicala de la inceputul articolului meu.....sa-ti fie tarana usoara....mare "talent" a mai pierdut omenirea !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-472148343840994610?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/472148343840994610/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/cunosti-persoana-de-langa-tine.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/472148343840994610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/472148343840994610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/05/cunosti-persoana-de-langa-tine.html' title='Cunosti persoana de langa tine ???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-zSQ6AFj86o0/Tb8flR02uYI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-ekwo2f4cJI/s72-c/thumbnailCA01EZJ1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-5812035102946375021</id><published>2011-04-23T11:59:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T12:54:47.478+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Un caracter intre caractere....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eRjja5ktcfs/TbKh37Iy0WI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ifxDHudC4kQ/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598715268914401634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eRjja5ktcfs/TbKh37Iy0WI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ifxDHudC4kQ/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oricat as incerca sa deschid subiectul Carmen , nu am cum sa va daruiesc si sa va implementez in inima si creier bucuria de a o intalni si a o asculta pe ceea care mi-a schimbat "traiectoria" in ultima perioada.....Este ceva de vis si nu spun asta datorita entuziastmului de inceput....spun asta pt ca o vad in mai multe feluri care mai de care mai deosebit , pe zi ce trece......este persoana care a avut si are multe de oferit , dar nu a avut cui si nici macar timp..... Cand intalnesti o astfel de pers nu ai cum sa fi indiferent...aceasta categorie de pers trebuiesc tinute aproape....iti dem live ca mai sunt si pers "bune" pe pamant, nu e totul pierdut , chiar daca sunt pe cale de disparitie...si daca ai fi indiferent ai pierde mai mult decat o persoana....ai pierde cunostinte noi...ai pierde povesti cutremuratoare.....ai pierde experinte noi....ai pierde ocazia de a avea langa tine pt restul vieti....ceva din "sesnibilitate", "puritate"si "frumustete sufleteasca"....Nu vreau sa dau "bine" in fata ei...nu vreau sa "aprind" discuti noi din partea voastra...ce vreau sa fac , este sa ma bucur pt mine...pt linistea mea....pt fericirea mea.....Sunt norocos...incetasem sa mai cred asta...incepusem sa cred ca ghinionul imi este mult mai bun prieten decat orice "copil" al sorti.....ramasesem doar cu speranta...si din speranta sa nascut vis....si din vis....a devenit realitate....realitatea este ca sunt fericit....Rugile mele au prins acolo"sus" undeva....nu se ma putea trata cu indiferenta suferinta si rabdarea mea....in tot acest timp am tot stat linistit la "coada" la fericire.....mi-a venit si mi-e randul....si de data asta vreau sa profit....ps : Am inteles din viata asta , ca sunt categori si categori de oameni....cel mai bine te intelegi cu persoane din categoria unde te afli si tu....eu si ea vorbim aceasi "limba"......sunt fericit sau nu ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-5812035102946375021?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/5812035102946375021/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/04/un-caracter-intre-caractere.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5812035102946375021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5812035102946375021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/04/un-caracter-intre-caractere.html' title='Un caracter intre caractere....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-eRjja5ktcfs/TbKh37Iy0WI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ifxDHudC4kQ/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-8108766913881965227</id><published>2011-04-22T21:07:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T21:12:39.380+03:00</updated><title type='text'>PASTE FERICIT !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDlxPgV3Xt4/TbHFCvX7hfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/qHpezAys4Zg/s1600/rugaciune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598472462665483762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDlxPgV3Xt4/TbHFCvX7hfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/qHpezAys4Zg/s400/rugaciune.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;VA UREZ TUTUROR ,UN PASTE FERICIT ALATURI DE CEI DRAGI !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-8108766913881965227?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/8108766913881965227/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/04/paste-fericit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8108766913881965227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8108766913881965227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/04/paste-fericit.html' title='PASTE FERICIT !!!'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-bDlxPgV3Xt4/TbHFCvX7hfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/qHpezAys4Zg/s72-c/rugaciune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-8110954667459163039</id><published>2011-04-22T11:41:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:59:47.864+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Speranta unui muritor de rand....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Nxqj90uVEE/TbFDe3iwglI/AAAAAAAAAlE/PfGw5rriQEI/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598330009383109202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Nxqj90uVEE/TbFDe3iwglI/AAAAAAAAAlE/PfGw5rriQEI/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....Cica nu exista D-zeu....!!! Ba exista...cel putin eu simt chestia asta de fiecare data cand mi se intampla ceva "extraordinar " in viata de zi cu zi.....In tot prezentul meu ciudat , greu si ametitor....de undeva din "ceata"....si-a facut aparitia "ea"....da am spus"ea"....adik un nou capitol din viata mea....Cand nici nu mai gandeam ca exista cineva si pt mine, cand imi pierdusem speranta ....cand totul incepea sa-mi dem ca "e greu" si din ce in ce mai greu....a aparut "ea".....persoana care face din "negru" alb....doar cu prezenta ei...doar cu calmul ei de moment....cu rabdarea ei...si cu vocea ei.....A aparut cand aveam ceea mai mare nevoie de "cineva" in viata mea....a aparut mi-a facut "ordine" si am ramas socat....imi place gandul de a fi cu ea...imi place gandul de un viitor alaturi de ea...imi plac discutile cu ea....si mai ales imi place ca are aceleasi planuri legate de viata ca si mine...In acest articol , nu am inceput sa scriu din mandria de aarata lumi , ca mi-am facut pe "cineva"...NUUUUU !!! acest artciol are un singur mesaj.....CONTINUA SA SPERI...EXISTA CU SIGURANTA CINEVA SI PT TINE...ACOLO ....UNDEVA...Nu trebuie sa fie din Oltenita...nu trebuie sa fie blonda cu ochi albastri....nu trebuie sa fie manechin....nu trebuie sa fie Angelina Jolie ....."apare sub forma de "o persoana obisnuita", dar odata ce iti dem ce pers e.....ramai socat...ramai bulversat....Ps : sa ma gandesc la aparitia ei , in perioada sarbatorilor de Paste , ca un semn.... de ce nu ????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-8110954667459163039?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/8110954667459163039/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/04/speranta-unui-muritor-de-rand.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8110954667459163039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8110954667459163039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/04/speranta-unui-muritor-de-rand.html' title='Speranta unui muritor de rand....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-2Nxqj90uVEE/TbFDe3iwglI/AAAAAAAAAlE/PfGw5rriQEI/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1430922205351355906</id><published>2011-04-07T11:08:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:22:37.394+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Te-am iubit ....de ce ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBHgO54PKh4/TZ10RWug4dI/AAAAAAAAAkc/DdmQm_ar_5k/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592754153771295186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBHgO54PKh4/TZ10RWug4dI/AAAAAAAAAkc/DdmQm_ar_5k/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te-am iubit...de ce sa ajuns aici???Problema mea in toata ecuatia este ca , mereu am fost dispus sa fac orice pt "noi"....si ma uit la alti , care au si ei o relatie ,exact cum avem noi , nu prea ridica un deget pt a pune pe "roate", ceea ce au....si cum sa nu te oftici ? Cum sa nu te simti "prostul satului" , cand se ajunge aici ???Problemele sunt "n", dar acum ce faci ? De fiecare data cand o sa avem probleme se va ajunge aici ??Am multe "necunoscute" si de aici si multele intrebari ....vreau sa aflu "cauza"precisa , motivul exact ,etc....Am pus baza multa in comunicare si ne-a ajutat , am pus baza multa in alte chesti si ne-au ajutat.....undeva se "rupe filmul" la mine.....imi da cu virgula....E greu , e foarte greu sa treci prin d'astea...acum ii inteleg pe alti , care erau distrusi , iar eu ii credeam nebuni.....spuneam ca daca e sa mi se intample , o sa "tai in carne vie"...si uite ca am ajuns aici....de ce continui??? Pt ca te iubesc , am facut-o in trecut si se tine ca raia de mine , acest sentiment....si-l las in pace nu-l bag in seama ...e atat de greu sa-l ignori....face parte din prezentul meu....mereu se face simtit....Am momente cand nu vreau sa mai stiu nimic, sa te iau sa te sarut si sa "umplu golurile" din trecut, sa te fac sa intelegi cat esti de importanta pt mine....si sa ne reluam viata.....e atat de grea "pornirea".......ps : AM 2 SAPTAMANI SI TOT NU IMI POT REVENI , INCERC , MA ZBAT ....SI MA INVART IN JURUL COZI.....de ce e asa greu ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1430922205351355906?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1430922205351355906/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/04/te-am-iubit-de-ce.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1430922205351355906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1430922205351355906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/04/te-am-iubit-de-ce.html' title='Te-am iubit ....de ce ???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-tBHgO54PKh4/TZ10RWug4dI/AAAAAAAAAkc/DdmQm_ar_5k/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-2936768470509361987</id><published>2011-04-05T18:39:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T18:48:30.498+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A3a pers....</title><content type='html'>....A aparut a3a pers intre noi...ghinionul meu este ca e de sex masculin si a3a pers a aparut pt tine.....am crezut ca nu se va intampla niciodata ...am crezut ca voi fi unul dintre cei care nu sunt asa de "norocosi"....si uite ca mi sa intamplat si mie...S-a terminat.....e atat de greu ...atat de plin de suferinta....dar numai puteam continua....tu sa-ti vezi de viata , iar eu sa ma consum....Prefer sa cred din respectul care il am pt tine...ca nu sa intampla...datorita sentimentelor si amintirilor...refuz sa cred.....si totusi e realitatea de zi cu zi....Oare de ce am ramas in mijlocul problemelor, de ce eu sunt cel chinuit, de ce eu sufar mai mult decat tine...si de ce totul in jurul meu numai este la fel ??? Sunt debusolat....mi-ar trebui mi de ani lumina sa inteleg de ce ai facut-o....si totusi esti atat de mandra de tine.....Am vrut sa nu renunt, am vrut sa o iau ca o pata care impreuna o vom sterge.....am crezut ca ai inteles ca ai gresit si am crezut ca ne vom vedea de viata noastra....Nu stiu cu ce sa incep in "viata noua"...nu stiu de unde sa o iau...nu stiu cu cine sa mai vb....e atat de negru si atat de dureroasa toata treaba , incat si acum imi e teama sa ma gandesc....te-am iubit...intradevar te-am iubit in felul meu si inca te mai iubesc...esti greu de "depasit"....p s : Povestea nu trebuia sa se termine asa......amintirile noastre meritau mai mult respect....oameni de langa noi meritau mai mult&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-2936768470509361987?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/2936768470509361987/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/04/a3a-pers.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2936768470509361987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2936768470509361987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/04/a3a-pers.html' title='A3a pers....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-1027763187415020084</id><published>2011-03-29T11:42:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T12:07:12.159+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunt obosit sa te iubesc...dar continui.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmnRZjzDZ3E/TZGhMXuX-8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/bSM5WDdvjvQ/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589425846442523586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmnRZjzDZ3E/TZGhMXuX-8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/bSM5WDdvjvQ/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De o saptamana , numai este somnul ce era odata pt mine....si cred ca sti de ce !!!! Pun capul pe perna si sunt chinuit de ganduri , de gesturi de ale tale , pe care mi le tot repet in cap , vorbe spuse la nervi care si-au atins din greaseala tinta (inima mea).....Cum este sa dormi linistita ,stiind ca cineva te iubeste ??? Cum este s apui capul pe perna sa inkizi telu , fara sa-ti pese??? Sunt lucruri dupa care oftez, sunt lucruri pe care nu le ai cunosc ...sunt lucruri care refuza sa mai vina in viata mea !!!! E greu si cu iubirea asta, am crezut initial ca este un joc gen "modelino", cu care ma pot juca cand vreau si cum vreau , dar am simtit pe pielea mea ca in realitate e altfel , e vb de durere, e vb de sentimente , e vb de doua persoane cu aceasi incarcatura sa se poata numi iubire....la noi , intre noi ....unul incepe sa stinga....unul dintre noi incepe sa fie om...numai este "inger"....si acela nu sunt eu.....te-ai prins ??? sau mai vrei indici ??? Sunt obosit sa tot alerg dupa tine , iar tu sa nu vrei sa fi prinsa....sunt obosit sa te doresc iar tu sa nu vrei sa fi dorita , sunt obosit sa vreau iar tu sa nu vrei....ma simt de parca as alerga in jurul cozi....Tot ce am spus , scris ,povestit....sunt mici parti ale dureri ce o simt...ps : ...nu vrei sa sti realitatea...e prea crunta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1027763187415020084?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1027763187415020084/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/somnul-dulce-somn.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1027763187415020084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1027763187415020084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/somnul-dulce-somn.html' title='Sunt obosit sa te iubesc...dar continui.'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-JmnRZjzDZ3E/TZGhMXuX-8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/bSM5WDdvjvQ/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-257063465465074216</id><published>2011-03-29T11:10:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:30:55.234+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cine esti , ce vrei si pana unde ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jmOjG4CwqLA/TZGYuqkkR0I/AAAAAAAAAkE/SuVaw0L-H5c/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589416540012562242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jmOjG4CwqLA/TZGYuqkkR0I/AAAAAAAAAkE/SuVaw0L-H5c/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stau si ma gandesc pe ce drum o-i vrea sa mergi in viata? Care iti face cu okiu?? Spun asta pt ca stau de vb cu tine si niciodata nu ajung la nici un consens , ba din contra , plec si mai debusolat decat intru in discutie !!! Ma derutezi , ma inspaimanti cu vorbele tale, sunt pline de rautate , razbunare si parca incep sa numai semene nici macar 1% ,cu ale unei pers care are o relatie de 1 an si 6 luni....Am tot scris , am tot suferit iar tu nu ai inteles nimic, am crezut ca daca imi pun intr-un articol , sentimentele , gandurile ,etc ....vei intelege mai bine decat ti-o pot eu explica live...dar de unde?? Ai inteles exact ca parinti tai ,care nu se sfiesc sa citeasca blogul meu si sa traga fel si fel de idei tampite,de chemat ,sa stam de vb nu se sinkisesc sa o faca...in fine...Nu stiu incotro ma indrept, de unde vin .....si maine , poimaine nici cum ma numesc , ma aburesti si ma minti incat nu pot spune ca ce traiesc se numeste viata ...este un fel de joaca ...care pe cine prinde cu minciuna.... cand , unde si cu cine vom sta ...este o abranbureala totala , este exact opusul a ceea ce gandeam si imi doream ....Cel mai tare ma atac cand esti tare in clanta ,chiar daca sti in sinea ta ca gresesti, imi invoci fel si fel de scz , pretexte numai sa cazi in picioare ,desi constinta te mustra , in fata ei intotdeuna vei fi cu capul plecat...Nu stiu daca a te critica , este ceea mai inteleapta decizie , dar numai pot ...trebuie sa intelegi ca gresesti....si prin greselile tale faci lumea sa sufere...si mai ales pe mine....pers pe care zici ca o iubesti....ps : Sa sti ca in ultimul timp nu am mai simtit iubire, venind din partea ta....ma gandesc ca te intereseaza sa-ti spun...daca nu ignora acest articol...doar bat campi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-257063465465074216?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/257063465465074216/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/cine-esti-ce-vrei-si-pana-unde.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/257063465465074216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/257063465465074216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/cine-esti-ce-vrei-si-pana-unde.html' title='Cine esti , ce vrei si pana unde ???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-jmOjG4CwqLA/TZGYuqkkR0I/AAAAAAAAAkE/SuVaw0L-H5c/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3474832760417250420</id><published>2011-03-27T18:02:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:38:14.261+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne este interzis sa fim impreuna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2-XoHt_UGg/TZGacfmMh_I/AAAAAAAAAkM/5cMvmR8YUak/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589418426852214770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2-XoHt_UGg/TZGacfmMh_I/AAAAAAAAAkM/5cMvmR8YUak/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simt pe pielea mea , ca ne este interzis sa fim impreuna.....Numai caut motive sau pretexte....Cand spun asta ma refer la faptul ca de fiecare data cand ne este bine intervine ceva care "taie" tot si mereu o luam de la zero si mereu incepem altceva , dar acelasi lucru.....Nu am ce sa fac ...sunt doar un simplu om, nu pot iubi pt amandoi, nu pot gandi pt amandoi , nu pot rezolva problema noastra....nu detine de mine.....Povestea noastra are un "look" cam ciudat , niciodata nu a fost inteleasa de nimeni, insa noi o intelegeam aproape perfect....daca o intelgeam perfect in totalitate ,nu ne mai desparteam de atatea ori....Incerc s ama apropi de tine iar tu nu sti cum sa fugi mai repede, fiecare gest d'al meu in loc sa fie apreciat este aruncat in fundul magaziei....In sinea ta probabil zici ca ma iubesti , sunt de acord cu tine , numai ca dai de inteles altceva , provoci suferinta....provoci cosmaruri , provoci stres , provoci nesomn , provoci tristete....ce zici in urma tabloului facut de mine ....m iubesti sau nu ??? Inainte nu era perfect ,dupa cumama mai scris inainte si tot incercam sa fie si mai bine ...afla ca am ajuns in prezent si a ajuns sa imi fie dor de trecut, macar ce a fost sa mai fie...dar esti la km distanta de persoana cu care am trait acele vremuri...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3474832760417250420?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3474832760417250420/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/ne-este-interzis-sa-fim-impreuna.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3474832760417250420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3474832760417250420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/ne-este-interzis-sa-fim-impreuna.html' title='Ne este interzis sa fim impreuna'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-Y2-XoHt_UGg/TZGacfmMh_I/AAAAAAAAAkM/5cMvmR8YUak/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-8055097113434096304</id><published>2011-03-26T09:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T09:40:03.723+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce ma simt eu vinovat???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-57CDwGs6IYE/TY2YTo6OZOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/QAkxrEUz5V0/s1600/thumbnailCA6XKAC5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588290175803221218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-57CDwGs6IYE/TY2YTo6OZOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/QAkxrEUz5V0/s400/thumbnailCA6XKAC5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De ce ma simt eu vinovat, pt ca nu ti-a mers ti-e mintea ...atunci cand trebuia cel mai bine sa o faci ....De ce ma simt vinovat , doar pt simplu fapt ca mai inselat....zici ca eu m-am simtit bine , atunci cand de fapt tu erai in al-9-lea cer...Am sa-mi reprosez doar faptul ca te-am lasat singura...te-ai speriat....si ai reactionat cum nu ar face majoritatea fetelor...dar tu mereu ai facut ceva in "plus"....mult mai prost decat restul....Mereu a trebuit sa inteleg partea asta a ta rebela, care atunci cand auzea de un kef fugea de mine...mereu a trebuit sa inteleg partea din tine care zambea unui baiat mai dragutz din panorama noastra , mereu a trebuit sa inteleg partea din tine care suferea , dar tu nu ai inteles-o niciodata pe a mea....mereu a trebuit sa fiu mai intelegator...deoarece esti mica si gresesti....Rabdare am avut la inceput, a tot fost...si tu sti foarte bine lucrul asta...numai ca tu nu te-ai oprit aici...tot mai vroiai....iar eu am oferit si dezamagire in plus ,dar tu nu ai observat ....Am oferit atata rabdare incat....am simtit nevoia sa "erup" ...numai pot....numai vreau si parca....nu ma mai simt in stare sa am rabdare,celputin nu cu tine, pt ca sunt convins ca o s mai ceri....dupa cum spuneam ,am tot avut....Ma simt gol , ma simt debusolat....e pt prima data cand decizile, trebuie sa le iau singur...pana acum le luam in 2...dar uite ca cuvantul "noi" incepe sa sune "scartait"....incepe sa sune nefamiliar......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-8055097113434096304?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/8055097113434096304/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-ce-ma-simt-eu-vinovat.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8055097113434096304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8055097113434096304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-ce-ma-simt-eu-vinovat.html' title='De ce ma simt eu vinovat???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-57CDwGs6IYE/TY2YTo6OZOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/QAkxrEUz5V0/s72-c/thumbnailCA6XKAC5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3495460266832721021</id><published>2011-03-26T08:59:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T14:28:28.670+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prostia ta  platita de amandoi</title><content type='html'>E atat de simplu .....MAI INSELAT....pt care motiv imi este greu ??? De ce am suletul asta atat de dobitoc si sunt in stare sa trec cu vederea ce ai facut? ? ? M-ai inselat si doare ... ai provocat o rana in mine care cu greu va trece...va lasa ceea mai adanca rana pe care cineva mi-a provocat-o in viata asta....si ma doare ca ai provocat-o tu...rolul tau era altul....trebuia sa ma faci fericit...nu trist si suferind....dar asta e ...era prea frumos totul ca sa fie adevarat....Nu aveam atatea probleme???Nu eram noi atat de amarati???La ce draq mai inselat ,sa vezi cum este??Cat de fraiera esti .....cand te gandesti ca ma simteam vinovat dca ma uit la vruna in oki ...iar tu ai facut mult mai mult decat atat...pacat.....sa dus tot....bucurate...sau intreaba-l pe el daca ii pasa....iti spun eu ca nu....el isi vede de viata ..iar noi tragem amandoi...."INSELAT"-nu imi era cunoscut cuvantul , nu am mai intalnit persoana care sa mi-o faca si daca mi-a facut-o poate nu am stiut eu......insa a trebuit sa apari tu....si s a imi dezvalui intelesul cuvantutului , ba din contra mi-ai si demonstrat ....tu fiind , exemplu experimentului tau..... Am plecat ca un exemplu pozitiv la drum, treptat lucrurile si viata in sine ne-a dem ca nu totul este roz.....si am ajuns aici, unde am ajuns sa tanjesc dupa relati care erau sub noi din toate punctele de vedere......sa dus....si sa dus din cauza ta...RESEMNEAZA-TE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3495460266832721021?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3495460266832721021/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/prostia-ta-platita-de-amandoi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3495460266832721021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3495460266832721021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/prostia-ta-platita-de-amandoi.html' title='Prostia ta  platita de amandoi'/><author><name>A.M</name><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-2686581836849897141.post-2578048424867805064</id><published>2011-03-26T08:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T08:58:36.250+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aproape de finalul nostru.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_xWxCEVRg/TY2OljFh9gI/AAAAAAAAAj0/BFHUs6YWn4Q/s1600/thumbnailCAN6JBMK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588279488361395714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_xWxCEVRg/TY2OljFh9gI/AAAAAAAAAj0/BFHUs6YWn4Q/s400/thumbnailCAN6JBMK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aproape de final.....te simti bine ??? Te simti bine stiind ca ai facut mereu cum ai vrut si sa ajuns aici....mereu ai facut ce doar tu ai crezut ca e de cuvinta , sa faci...nu mai intrebat si pe mine....in fine .... as fi prea idiot sa dau vina pe tine...sa spun ca doar tu ai vina....vreau sa scot in relief doar ca ai "bucata " ceea mai mare din "tort".....Am momente cand sufar dupa tine, dupa noi,dupa ce??? Mi-am creat ceva in minte, dar mi-am creat dupa falsuri, minciuni , dezamagiri , etc....simt ca am o "casa".....ma uit la ea de departe ....e mare ...inaltatoare....dar cand ma apropi ma uit STUPEFIAT ca nu are temelie....si se prabuseste.....Raman socat, timpul trece , dar cu siguranta nu e de partea mea.... fiecare secunda e o "palma" de suferinta...ce imi este data de soarta....parca imi trimite urmatorul mesaj: " cand ti-am spus eu !!!!".....Am tot sperat sa fie bine , am lasat de la mine, am sters cu buretele....unde sa ajuns ??? Sunt dispus sa recunosc oricui si la orice ora...sunt realist cu mine....stiu ca trebuie sa imi revin repede...stiu ca trebuie sa merge mai departe....chiar daca in subconstientul meu....mai e un gand nebun,care tot te vrea...si mi-ai facut atatea....Am vorbit mult, te pregateam pt fiecare pas al vieti ,al relatiei noastre, iar tu vedeai mereu antonimul acestor lecti"....si ma simt ca un profesor care isi vede elevul ca a picat cel mai greu si mai dificil examen al vieti......examenul cu viata in sine....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-2578048424867805064?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/2578048424867805064/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/aproape-de-finalul-nostru.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2578048424867805064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2578048424867805064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/aproape-de-finalul-nostru.html' title='Aproape de finalul nostru.....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-ED_xWxCEVRg/TY2OljFh9gI/AAAAAAAAAj0/BFHUs6YWn4Q/s72-c/thumbnailCAN6JBMK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1522421796235538243</id><published>2011-03-25T11:10:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T11:36:01.749+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E PREA RAPID ,TOTUL, PT MINE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Evxas3nJBME/TYxh9BnuzOI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m_09A4SbXy0/s1600/ipnxbq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587948938694937826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Evxas3nJBME/TYxh9BnuzOI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m_09A4SbXy0/s400/ipnxbq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma simt obosit....nu e ceva nou....e doar starea mea de vreo 4-5 ani....iar acum in perioada asta...este apogeul....Ma simt rau , ma simt nimic, ma simt folosit, ma simt dat la o parte, ma simt gol....Simt ca nu sunt inteles, simt ca sunt bun , dar sunt catalogat rau...simt ca imbatranesc iar fiecare dintre voi , care treceti prin perioade d'astea...parca stiti mai bine decat mine, sa treceti "peste"......Nu ma mai simt om...simt ca sunt pe pe pamant doar sa va distrez, ajut si poate sa va intristez....daca am uitat ceva din tot tacamul...este pt ca sunt obosit si nu stau sa ma gandesc prea mult...E obositor sa fi singur , desi te afli printre oameni, e obositor sa alergi dupa toti presupusi "amanti" ai iubitei tale....e obositor sa nu iti poti vedea de viata , fiind concentrat pe nimicuri,prosti, baliverne, etc....M-am cam saturat de voi...vreau sa trag cortina, sa ma intind in pat....si sa nu ma mai consum ca e sambata si lumea e in discoteca, sa nu imi mai pese daca iubita mea umbla prost sau nu......sa nu imi pese ca mi-e foame sau sete....sa-mi pese doar de odihna, si de mine......In ultimul timp ,am dat dovada ca am 10 ani nu 27....am luat cateva decizi care le regret...m-am facut de ras, am dezamagit, am creat un decor specific oamenilor din pesteri...alung orice specie umana care se apropie ...nu am rabdare...sunt un grabit care nu sta sa calculeze....ci doar ia masuri pripite si proaste......Simt ca totul in jurul meu infloreste iar eu ....ma usuc....simt ca toti isi formeaza un "cuib"...iar eu o vizuina in care fug, dorm, ma spal...si cam atat....A inceput sa ma doara singuratatea, a inceput sa ma doara ne-aprecierea lucrurilor facute de mine...a inceput sa ma doara cand nu sunt bani, sa fiu scos la tabla si sa fiu urecheat.....As vrea sa adorm....mi-e dor de un somn sanatos enorm de mult....dar nu-l pot avea.... simt ca ma uit la un geam , iar dinkolo de geam sunt bijuteri..iar eu nu am ce necesita sa cumpar ceva d'acolo.....M-am saturat sa fiu un simtit , intr-o lume plina de nesimtiti....m-am saturat s afiu un sfletist intr-o lume de jigodi..m-am saturat sa ma doara, ce pt voi e logic si normal....m-am saturat de toti si de toate....ce caut eu printre voi????Acum ma pun in pat sa dorm....puteti sa muriti cu toti.....(iubita sa ma insele, parinti s ama jicneasca, prieteni sa nu apara) momentul sa ma gandesc si la mine...scz ... sunt obosit....poate prea obosit....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1522421796235538243?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1522421796235538243/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-prea-rapid-totul-pt-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1522421796235538243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1522421796235538243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-prea-rapid-totul-pt-mine.html' title='E PREA RAPID ,TOTUL, PT MINE....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/-Evxas3nJBME/TYxh9BnuzOI/AAAAAAAAAjk/m_09A4SbXy0/s72-c/ipnxbq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-5385697954422215072</id><published>2011-01-04T13:58:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:19:48.601+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Doar tu gusti din "fericire"....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSMQWM4fhvI/AAAAAAAAAio/4KWXdCIOrvQ/s1600/thumbnailCABTQ243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558304338706663154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSMQWM4fhvI/AAAAAAAAAio/4KWXdCIOrvQ/s400/thumbnailCABTQ243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noi doi avem o relatie ??? Te intreb , pt ca doar pe tine te simt fericita, doar pe tine te simt "in largul tau"...eu ma vad "inghesuit", simt ca traiesc doar portia zilnica de iubire ...dar niciodata nu sunt satul , simt ca traiesc fascinatia amintirilor de mult apuse si iluzia sperantelor ...prin vise .....Te simt ca faci ce vrei , cand vrei , daca vrei , cand ai timp.....ai o sumedenie de "camarute"....in schimb eu am o singura "camaruta" .....prin care intru , ies...de sa uzat si usa de la intrare....ti se pare corect ??? Ti se pare corect , ca intr-o relatie unu sa fie fericit si altul d'abia sa se mai regaseasca pe el insusi??? Nu simti ca stai langa o persoana trista???Sau daca iti este ti-e bine , restul numai conteaza ???Sunt sigur ca iti spui in gand : " asta incerca sa faca pe victima, in fata mea si a altora !!!"....nu !!!!....nu este adevarat!!!!!....auzi si chiar daca fac lucrul asta .....lasa-ma sa-l fac !!! Nici sa ma "victimizez" nu imi dai oportunitatea !!! Sau nu am loc de tine !!! Simt ca esti intr-o continuitate maxima , de neplaceri .... desi ai totul....simt ca esti intr-o continua nemultumire...doar de dragul de a avea totul.....Simt ca esti nefericita , pt a obtine toata fericirea...simt ca vrei prea multe ....ai deja totul....si vrei si mai mult....iar mie nu imi lasi deloc....vrei si putinul , din care imi trag placerea de a continua....ps : eu de ce sunt in relatia asta ??? doar s a "car" lucrurile "grele" si "murdare"...iar tu sa ai parte de frumusetea lor ???......STOP !!! AJUNGE !!! NU ESTI SINGURA CARE TREBUIE MULTUMITA....LANGA TINE MAI ESTE CINEVA....SCOATE-L DIN "UMBRA.....DARUIESTE-I "LUMINA"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-5385697954422215072?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/5385697954422215072/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/doar-tu-gusti-din-fericire.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5385697954422215072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5385697954422215072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/doar-tu-gusti-din-fericire.html' title='Doar tu gusti din &quot;fericire&quot;....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSMQWM4fhvI/AAAAAAAAAio/4KWXdCIOrvQ/s72-c/thumbnailCABTQ243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-4300478106922570444</id><published>2011-01-04T12:34:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:49:17.980+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Omul bun si omul rau....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSMFyO9nwgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/5pjcNloz8HM/s1600/thumbnailCAZ7ISAB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558292725673476610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSMFyO9nwgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/5pjcNloz8HM/s400/thumbnailCAZ7ISAB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ai momente cand oscilezi ..... esti om bun , cand simti ca ma pierzi ......si om rau cand ne este bine...ce vrei de la mine cu adevarat ???Observi ca nu am gresit pana acum in fata ta , observi ce suflet am si cand ne este "lumea mai draga".....atunci gresesti , atunci esti indiferenta, atunci esti "comentator de radio", atunci esti.....om rau !!! Aseara ai simtit ca ma pierzi...si a fost tragic pt tine....a fost greu...erai in stare de orice numai sa ma ti langa tine......aseara ai fost...omul bun...te-am simtit mai bine ca oricand !!!! Ai o joaca nebuna intre aceaste doua "personaje", care imi placea mai de mult....acum nu pot sa mai inghit aceast "teatru ieftin"...consider ca te prefaci....tu esti om..dar oare care dintre cele doua "caractere" iti este originar ???Mi-ai dem de-alungul timpului ca poti fi foarte rea , fara suflet....daca te-ar vedea Cruella , din 101 dalmatini ar fi invidioasa.....ai momenete cand esti atat de buna incat esti iun stare sa-mi dai tot ce ai...chiar daca e putin si d'abia ti-ar ajunge tie!!!!Nu stiu ce sa mai cred , sunt intr-o ceata totala.....daca as dezlega misterul celor doua personalitati....cred ca as sti ce s a fac mai departe......Am impresia cateodata ca suferi de "multipla personalitate " : mincinoasa , nehotarata, dezamagitoare, etc....punte in locul meu......iubi o persoana cu astfel de "personalitati" ??? ....asa credeam si eu.....ps : DA-MI CE AM NEVOIE , DA-MI SI MI-E FERICIRE....CONSIDER CA O MERIT , DUPA UN AN LANGA TINE....A FOST UN AN GREU si plin de suferinta .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4300478106922570444?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4300478106922570444/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/omul-bun-si-omul-rau.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4300478106922570444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4300478106922570444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/omul-bun-si-omul-rau.html' title='Omul bun si omul rau....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSMFyO9nwgI/AAAAAAAAAiY/5pjcNloz8HM/s72-c/thumbnailCAZ7ISAB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3303126794563344404</id><published>2011-01-03T13:28:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:47:34.471+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma lovesti...si  doare !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSMH5S2kKTI/AAAAAAAAAig/4OJ5R4kWESQ/s1600/thumbnailCA4YLRRQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 91px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558295045999962418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSMH5S2kKTI/AAAAAAAAAig/4OJ5R4kWESQ/s400/thumbnailCA4YLRRQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In ultimele saptamani , tot primesc lovituri din partea ta.... incerci sa-mi spui ceva???spune-o...numai "lovi "!!!!Simt ca ne apropiem de"finish"...dar mi-e greu sa-l accept...mi-e atat de greu.....de ce imi este mie mai greu decat tie ?...pt ce ? pana la urma eu sunt baiatul si tu esti fata....?Aseara am crezut in schimbarea ta, pe bune...chiar am simtit ca "ai in tine"...ce necesita....ai gasit "necunoscuta" din ecuatia noastra.....si azi ai facut ce faci tu cel mai bine....m-ai dezamagit puternic....Sunt gelos pe chestia aia din tine , cand crezi ca totul poate fi dat uitari in 5 sec...cu un sarut....cu alte chesti nebunesti din tine ,...dar pt mine nu e la fel...nu ai inteles asta???Pt mine mereu e complicat , eu vad si simt ca ar trebui sa ne punem la o masa de vb , sa incercam sa gasim soluti ,...sa scot ceva din tine , care sa ma faca si pe mine fericit in relatia asta....sa ma faca sa sper la viitorul nostru !!!! Simt ca esti goala pe dinauntru , te simt indiferenta ,ca mor sau traiesc...te simt atat de nehotarata incat acum vrei sa fi cu mine....daca te intreb peste 2 min iti trece....asta e relatie???...La cum te cunosc acum ai zice :" bine hai sa pune punct "....la ce sa pui punct?? ai muncit tu , sa zici "piua"???Cand te vad asa si ma uit la altele imi trece o intrebare simpla prin cap : "Doamne , de ce eu nu pot sa am parte de o astfel de fata ?"...stai !!!!!!...nu gandi mult si prost !!!!!....nu e vb de frumusete....e vb de sufletul lor....imi doresc o fata cu un suflet  "apropiat" de al meu....ps : Ce ai inteles din tot ce imi doresc ???...ca imi este bine langa tine ???....iti dau un sfat : mai gandeste-te...mai mediteaza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3303126794563344404?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3303126794563344404/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/ma-lovestisi-doare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3303126794563344404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3303126794563344404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/ma-lovestisi-doare.html' title='Ma lovesti...si  doare !!!'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSMH5S2kKTI/AAAAAAAAAig/4OJ5R4kWESQ/s72-c/thumbnailCA4YLRRQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-4269834955946744139</id><published>2011-01-02T20:09:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:31:39.809+02:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.S.... TREBUIE SA TE SCHIMBI !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSDDauMz91I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/QgBSJ7FBDrk/s1600/thumbnailCA8S0MLM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557656804020975442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSDDauMz91I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/QgBSJ7FBDrk/s400/thumbnailCA8S0MLM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am devenit "victima" prostiilor tale...si tot nu te opresti....Nu am vrut sa ajungem aici, unde tu sa te crezi "criminala" iar eu oaia buna...pe bune...chiar nu !!! Iti dovedeste viata , ca poti primi lovituri indirecte daca iti bati joc de ea ...si in principal de tine.....D'abia acum observi ca sufar la prostiile tale...am mai facut-o, insa am tacut.....parca "ceva" din mine imi spunea : " taci din gura !!!...o sa vina momentul cand se va da cu capul , singurica, de pereti...."...si iata ca a venit.....Crezi ca nu ma doare si pe mine ca suferi , ma doare......... dar consider , ca din desfraul asta al tau....la care tu nu poti spune STOP ...trebuie sa inveti si tu odata ca nu e bine....ca e gresit...ca drumul pe care esti....este total eronat...De ce a trebuit sa se ajunga aici? De ce a trebuit sa ajungi sa suferi , ca sa poti intelege ca gresesti ???De ce a trebuit sa fiu privit de toti drept o "marioneta", sa intelegi ca gresesti ???Uni dintre noi intelegem de vb buna unele lucruri despre viata , insa alti trebuie sa afle pe pielea lor lucrurile astea....eu am vrut sa te ajut...am discutat cu tine....dar erai in perioada in care nu ascultai pe nimeni si nimic...le stiai pe toate si tot....ps :Prin ce treci e dureros...dar al dracului de sanatos.....Nu uita eu cred in tine...cred ca te vei schimba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4269834955946744139?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4269834955946744139/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/sos-trebuie-sa-te-schimbi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4269834955946744139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4269834955946744139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/sos-trebuie-sa-te-schimbi.html' title='S.O.S.... TREBUIE SA TE SCHIMBI !!!!!'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TSDDauMz91I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/QgBSJ7FBDrk/s72-c/thumbnailCA8S0MLM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3651649997904568571</id><published>2011-01-01T16:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T16:29:03.282+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Multe intrebari...prea putine raspunsuri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR86KKvPaXI/AAAAAAAAAiI/kC6efS7EmvU/s1600/thumbnailCA07M9VW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 58px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557224411554081138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR86KKvPaXI/AAAAAAAAAiI/kC6efS7EmvU/s400/thumbnailCA07M9VW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce se va intampla de azi incolo?Ce le voi spune persoanelor care ne stiau impreuna ?? Ce le voi spune bunicilor???Cum vom vedea viata singuri, fiecare pe drumul nostru?Cum vor trece orele,pt ca impreuna treceau atat de frumos?? Ne vom uita vreodata?Vom mai iubi ca acum, pe cineva??Cine ne va mai consola, ca tandre erau moentele cand plangeam unul , pe umarul celuilalt???Cum vom avea curajul sa trecem unul pe langa altul stiind ca ne-a legat atatea lucruri??Vom avea curajul sa trecem pe strada unul pe langa celalat, fieare cu altcineva de mana??...........Astea sunt doar cateva intrebari pe care ti le-as pune.....este doar o parte din "ceatza" in care ma aflu....ma simt un bebelush.....lasat sa se descurce singur....mi-e frica de ce va urma...ma simt"dezgolit" .....Acum simt ca pot fi usor ranit de toti si de toate....sunt "descoperit".....Atatea intrebari....si nici macar un raspuns.....STOP !!!Eu nu ma refer la raspunsuri k definiti.....nu ma astept sa "vb" cu blog-ul.....eu vreau ceva real....ceva uman.....ceva povestit "babeste".....ceea ce simt , nu e o ecuatie.....sunt sentimente....Oftez....si iar oftez....e atat de .....ahhhhhhhh.....nimeni si nimic ...oricat si oriunde.....absolut nimic nu poate sa ma ajute.....ce suferintza crunta....pt asta nu exista doctor???Ups!!! trebuie sa ma tratez singur....tu m-ai facut sa te iubesc , cu tine am trait atatea....si acum sunt lasat sa ma descurc singur.....asta se mai numeste dreptate??? ps : Sunt hotarat sa merg mai departe...dar e atat de intuneric...e atat de rece totul.....am o oarecare teama....de necunoscut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3651649997904568571?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3651649997904568571/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/multe-intrebariprea-putine-raspunsuri.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3651649997904568571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3651649997904568571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/multe-intrebariprea-putine-raspunsuri.html' title='Multe intrebari...prea putine raspunsuri'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR86KKvPaXI/AAAAAAAAAiI/kC6efS7EmvU/s72-c/thumbnailCA07M9VW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3103425716733535266</id><published>2011-01-01T15:10:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T15:36:10.971+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Un cosmar devenit realitate....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR8txnZBe6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/b2YA2cKFZ9E/s1600/thumbnailCAHLEKAU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557210795609258914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR8txnZBe6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/b2YA2cKFZ9E/s400/thumbnailCAHLEKAU.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aseara cand m-am trezit "debusolat"la ora 3, am iesit repede la poarta ....m-am uitat in zare ....in directia de unde, in mod normal, veneai tu...Cautam "ceva" din tine ...cautam ceva asemanator ti-e care sa ma faca sa astept la poarta, sa nu intru in casa, sa-mi mint inima care "plangea"...ceva care sa se indrepte catre mine ....catre adresa mea....Ma minteam singur...speranta asta ma facea sa imi doresc....eu luam "plasa" si visam....insa tu.....nicaieri....Am tot incercat sa-ti gasesc anumite pretexte, am incercat sa ma fac ca nu vad realitatea, imi era frica de ea....si realitatea era....atat de dureroasa...incat minciuna ii mai acorda o sansa...si inca una...si inca una...pana m-am resemnat.....Nu ai venit !!!....si durerea se amplifica odata cu apropierea de ora 0:00....si se stingea odata cu departarea de ora 0:oo....si uite asa pe la 4 m-am resemnat.....o resemnare care necesita experienta...iar pe mine ma prins "nepregatit"....am tras mult.....a fost un "calvar"....In inima orice ai face , orice ai spune ....mereu vei exista,vei fi vie....insa creierul nu-l poti minti...nu-l poti aburi....probabil il urasti , ca nu ma lasa sa visez...imi arata mereu realitatea usturatoare....Imi vine sa plang de nervi , de ciuda, de razbunare.....dar nu o sa fac asta.....suspin...oftez.....si ma incurajez singur.....dar oricum ,viata nu pot numi ceea ce traiesc acum....insa sunt sincer cu mine....nu imi reneg locul din prezent....recunosc SUFAR...SI SUFAR MULT.....PS : daca inchid oki te vad, daca ma uit la televizor mi imaginez , daca inchid tot in jurul meu imi aduc aminte,....daca adorm te visez.....asta inseamna ca eu chiar te-am iubit.....si te iubesc in continuare....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3103425716733535266?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3103425716733535266/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/un-cosmar-devenit-realitate.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3103425716733535266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3103425716733535266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/un-cosmar-devenit-realitate.html' title='Un cosmar devenit realitate....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR8txnZBe6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/b2YA2cKFZ9E/s72-c/thumbnailCAHLEKAU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-5630962481642364936</id><published>2011-01-01T14:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:28:37.072+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR8d8OPZpaI/AAAAAAAAAhw/VIyrM0pfmEE/s1600/74233_244401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557193385650529698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR8d8OPZpaI/AAAAAAAAAhw/VIyrM0pfmEE/s400/74233_244401.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2686581836849897141-5630962481642364936?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/5630962481642364936/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5630962481642364936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5630962481642364936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR8d8OPZpaI/AAAAAAAAAhw/VIyrM0pfmEE/s72-c/74233_244401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-5344787825429328806</id><published>2011-01-01T13:38:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:12:28.123+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Incep sa ma ridic....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR8YO1GkW4I/AAAAAAAAAho/StpoLBRMo78/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557187108250344322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR8YO1GkW4I/AAAAAAAAAho/StpoLBRMo78/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-am trezit de dimineatza azi , nus cand am adormit, ca m-am si trezit...a fost atat de scurta treaba , incat zici ca am inchis si deschis , dupa doar 2 sec , oki....Am fost placut surprins sa vad soarele cum imi zambea , parca ma mangaia, parca si el incerca sa ma consoleze...parca ii era mila , pana si lui....M-am trezit din somn, mult mai bine decat am adormit ...am o stare destul de buna, avand in vedere cosmarul care l-am trait azi-noapte....nici acum nu-mi vine ca l-am trait eu...ce urat....ce trist...cat de "dur"!!!!Vreau sa ma "agat" de asta ...vreau sa ma ridic, treptat , singur si cu calm....nu vreau sa sar vreo "scara" din "totul" reveniri....din totul reabilitari la normal.....Incep sa vad "luminita de la capult tunelului "....nu credeam ca o sa o vad atat de devreme....pot sa spun ca am noroc....parca cuiva , SUS, i-a fost mila de mine....si mi-a trimis "impulsul" asta , drept recunostinta , ca e afectat la tot ce mi se intampla....Ma simt gol , plictisit , amarat , dezamagit ...dar a disparut "suferinta"....sau poate sufar , dar nu la acelasi nivel....e un nivel mai scazut...mai usor de digerat...mai usor de "tinut in frau"....Nus cui sa multumesc ..... si cui sa o fac prima data.....persoanelor de "zahar " ,de aseara dupa mess (singuratici ca si mine)....lui D-zeu ...ti-e ca in sfarsit ai realizat raul pe care-l provoci .....atunci ....Va multumes tuturor , in mod egal si toti pe aceasi treapta a recunostintei.....ps : Rana e la inceput....dar incepe usor sa se cicatrizeze....cu ajutor , fara ajutor....la un moment dat ....va fi doar un "moment naspa" din viata mea...atat tot....sunt obisnuit .....am mai avut d'astea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-5344787825429328806?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/5344787825429328806/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/incep-sa-ma-ridic.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5344787825429328806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5344787825429328806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/incep-sa-ma-ridic.html' title='Incep sa ma ridic....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR8YO1GkW4I/AAAAAAAAAho/StpoLBRMo78/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-6087819355614214046</id><published>2011-01-01T11:32:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T11:56:47.461+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De meserie...."hoata"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR75V9pyUgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/U5OTk4cB_uw/s1600/thumbnailCAQC1WOS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557153145944166914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR75V9pyUgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/U5OTk4cB_uw/s400/thumbnailCAQC1WOS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nu vreau sa te jicnesc , nu vreau sa mai produc suferinta ....dar pt mine....esti o "hoata"!!!...Nu ma refer la faptul ca furi ceva anume....ma refer ca ai furat ceva mult mai important....ceva simbolic....mi-ai furat Revelionul....Nu stiu in ce masura tu simti lucrul asta , dar eu asta simt, asta spun...pt mine esti o hoata...la asta rezum durerea de aseara...si as putea spune mult mai multe, mult mai grave....dar ma uit in contul a tot ce a fost intre noi....In timp ce pt tine a fost un chef pe cinste, pt mine a fost.......dar ce rost mai are sa-ti spun.....mi-ai facut-o....ai profitat de bunatatea mea....si ti-ai batut joc si de seara asta....Cand toata cuplurile formau un "tot" , cand toate cuplurile se sarutau la 12 noaptea......jumatatea mea unde era??? Raspundea cu buna-dispozitie, la suferinta mea.....de data asta am avut martori...m-au simtit....m-au auzit....Ti-am inghitit foarte multe , am zis ca e bine asa...am zis ca poate eu trebuie sa las de la mine.....si tu .....tu ai inteles , ca sunt un prost....ca trebuie sa te stergi cu mine pe picioare.....d'abia acum realizez asta.....Imi dai telefon de dimineatza pt ca ai nevoie de mine , sa ma auzi....dar cum ai procedat tu , la durerea mea???Cum ai reactionat la 12 noaptea cand aveam atata durere in sufletsi vroiam sa te aud si eu??? Iti spun eu ....ti-ai inchis telefonul.....m-ai tratat ca pe un om obisnuit ...cu indiferenta....asta e iubire???Ai produs un "crater" in mine , ai realizat in mine , ceea ce credeai ca o sa-mi treaca...credeai  ca iti face un atu....ca ma duci iar cu "bombonele"....dar numai tine.....mai mintit mult...puternic.....pe nesimtite...ps : ...ca se va scurge carnea pe mine de durere si tot nu ma impac cu tine.....am aliat de elita...noaptea asta si durerile din ea.....te-ai invins cu propria arma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-6087819355614214046?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/6087819355614214046/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/de-meseriehoata.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6087819355614214046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6087819355614214046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/de-meseriehoata.html' title='De meserie....&quot;hoata&quot;'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR75V9pyUgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/U5OTk4cB_uw/s72-c/thumbnailCAQC1WOS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-8794884696822832188</id><published>2011-01-01T06:17:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T06:51:21.669+02:00</updated><title type='text'>O "scrisoare"  netrimisa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR6w5zQnW2I/AAAAAAAAAhY/9_lMYV8RGpQ/s1600/thumbnailCARWAP6B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557073497280699234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR6w5zQnW2I/AAAAAAAAAhY/9_lMYV8RGpQ/s400/thumbnailCARWAP6B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imaginatia imi joaca feste : imi imaginez ca iau toate amintirile cu noi ...indurerat...cu lacrimi in ochi....si le pun pe toate intr-o scrisoare....pe care o asez intr-un raft din sufletul meu....o pun la categoria"scrisori netrimise"....O asez cu mult tact ,ma uit in stanga , in dreapta , in sus in jos....sa nu o murdareasca ceva ...sa nu fie patata de ceva.....nu merita....a fost prea frumos totul, sa permit acest lucru....E o scrisoare cu "greutate"...cu greu ma despart de "EA"....a produs multe cicatrice....o sa mai umblu la ea ,cand vreau sa-mi aduc aminte de noi..cand vreau sa depanez amintiri.....acest "raft" imaginar din suletul meu ,se afla amplasat intr-o incapere,numita simplu ...SENSIBILITATE....acolo tin lucruri , la care tin exagerat de mult....sunt impaturite bine multe amintiri...consider ca aceasta "scrisoare " si-a castigat meritul 100% , sa aibe locul ei ....Nu voi permite nimanui sa se atinga de "ea"...face parte din mine...nimeni nu are dreptul sa afle continutul...si daca totusi ma va intreba cineva ...ii voi raspunde...." a fost ceva ..... foarte frumos...ceva ce doar in vis mai poti gasi....ceva peste nivelul tau de a percepe si a intelege ...." Eu cand iubesc, nu ma joc !!!.....cand iubesc ma implic 100% si imi place sa cred ca obtin 100%...dar din pacate doar cred...in realitate mai aveam de trait....de iubit....de facut....Este prea tarziu.....sau intamplat multe.....sau produs destule pagube.....au suferit prea multe persoane pe langa noi(parinti,prieteni)......iar noi ?!?...doar ne-am iubit...nimic mai mult....!!! Fiecare sa comportat cum a stiut mai bine...fiecare dintre noi 2, a facut ceea ce a simtit ca trebuia facut.....si poftim rezultatul !!!! Uite munca depusa de 2 insi...cum se duce pe apa Sambetei!!!! Ce mai putem spune , ce mai putem face.....am dvenit de domeniul trecutului....tu realizezi lucrul asta??? eu nu...cu greu ma voi consola.....ps : ....POZE , AMINTIRI PE BLOG-URI, RANI IN SUFLET....DOAR ATAT AM REALIZAT IMPREUNA ???...par atat de putine, lucrurile facute impreuna...dar atat de compuse sentimental....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-8794884696822832188?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/8794884696822832188/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-scrisoare-netrimisa.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8794884696822832188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8794884696822832188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-scrisoare-netrimisa.html' title='O &quot;scrisoare&quot;  netrimisa....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR6w5zQnW2I/AAAAAAAAAhY/9_lMYV8RGpQ/s72-c/thumbnailCARWAP6B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1248359394753830462</id><published>2011-01-01T04:58:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T06:08:44.832+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima dimineatza in noul an....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR6fN3weNrI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/aCQPJsTpohg/s1600/thumbnailCAY82ZJN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557054050876143282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR6fN3weNrI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/aCQPJsTpohg/s400/thumbnailCAY82ZJN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincer sa fiu am inceput naspa si anul asta....am inceput cu dureri sufletesti....lacrimi....si cel mai grav...fara tine....E nasol , am adormit la ora 1 si m-am trezit "urat" la ora 3...pt mine , parca e apus ,nu dimineazta...oricum mi-e indiferent,avand in vedere ca sunt "distrus"...Am avut un vis nasol...dar eu stiu care sunt problemele esentiale , pt care m-am trezit...DECEPTIILE.... sa ma pis pe ele.....ma bantuie....si ma bantuie puternic, incat ma tine treaz , impotriva vointei mele.....Ma sfatuiesc anumite persoane sa te uit...sa te las.....ce usor le este lor....si ce zace in mine , sunt 2 lucruri paralele....Am o stare de nepasare colaborata cu o stare de suferinta.....imi este greu....Probabil sa te uit, trebuie sa-mi sterga cineva memoria..si sa-mi faca transplant de inima...necesita multa "truda"....mult prea multa....Nu te consider vinovata, pt ca a-si fi prea nesimtit...chiar as avea tupeu....doar ca al dreq greu mai e sa suferi asa dupa o persoana....si persoana respectiva sa fi "TU"....Probabil ..... ai facut bine ca nu mi-ai raspuns la telefon , o luam iar de la zero.....si iar acealeasi lacrimi varsate , aceleasi suferinte alinate de alti, aceleasi nopti nedormite......dar ce ma fac cu "off-ul" asta...ce ma fac cu sentimentele astea din mine, ce ma fac cu povestea noastra, ce ma fac cu amintirile???...ele sunt vi...sunt prezente in mine....si astea dor...astea "frig"....Sunt la inceput de"drum"....vreau sa cred, ca odata cu noul an , o sa am si eu un traseu , un drum al meu...vreau sa cred ca imi voi gasi si eu linistea.....Ce nedreapta este viata, am un suflet atat de mare , pot iubi atat de mult ...si totusi m-am indragostit de cine nu trebuie...m-am indragostit exact de opusul "andrey-ului" din mine.....Mi-e dor si doare...oftez...ma linistesc...si o iau de la inceput....plang....app si baieti plang...iti vand eu pontul asta...si nu numai tie ,tuturor femeilor.... Ma simt decazut din toate punctele de vedere , ma simt batut si aruncat, ma simt folosit si bulversat, ma simt uzat si vechi, ma simt trist si singur, ma simt suferind si imposibil de reabilitat....Ma gandesc acum la "iubire" , ca la o scarba....am tratat-o si cinstit-o cum numai eu stiu...si ea ma"facut"....ma "lucrat". Cat de finut am fost cu ea....si ce curva a fost cu mine.....daca eram vrun nenorocit , mai ziceam...dar eu sunt ANDREY....sunt "bun" pana in maduva oaselor....in fine .... daca asa a considerat "ea"....accept.....insa scarbit....pt mine iubirea , nu o sa mai fie ce a fost....ps : Despartirea de tine doare.....si doare al dracului de apasat....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1248359394753830462?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1248359394753830462/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/prima-dimineatza-in-noul.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1248359394753830462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1248359394753830462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/prima-dimineatza-in-noul.html' title='Prima dimineatza in noul an....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR6fN3weNrI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/aCQPJsTpohg/s72-c/thumbnailCAY82ZJN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-4581342634891937670</id><published>2011-01-01T00:36:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T12:01:07.773+02:00</updated><title type='text'>0:00  ....singur....de  Revelion....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR5c9ZXfDZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/df7f053vXWU/s1600/happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556981200072936850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR5c9ZXfDZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/df7f053vXWU/s400/happiness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ys4tX7nmTvk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ys4tX7nmTvk&lt;/a&gt;A fost groaznic...a fost un cosmar devenit realitate.....Am aruncat "o geana" pe geam....am vrut sa vad si eu artificile ...sa fiu macar placut surprins....dupa o seara de cacat....dar nu a fost sa fie....Am vrut sa ies afara , sa numai stau in casa , sa ies din anonimat , sa simt si eu ,sa "traiesc" si eu "Revelionul" acesta, dar am auzit vecini cum incep sa se pupe, sa isi ureze....ma bufnit plansul, "ceva"din mine, ma tras inapoi in casa..o voce din mine mi-a soptit : "mai bine , nu....mai bine stai in casa...ai mai putin de suferit in casa"...am ascultat-o in speranta ca imi va alina durerea.....desi eram dezamagit...nici afara nu pot iesi....E naspa sa fi singur la 0:00.....in noapte de Revelion...e atat de greu incat ma simt la puscarie....si acolo erai macar cu colegi de celula...nu ca as fi fost la inchisoare (Doamne fereste!)!!!!....Am tot asteptat un "semn" , ceva ....din partea persoanei pe care o iubesc ...nu a venit acel semn......sa lasat asteptat si degeaba......probabil a "inghetat" pe drum..l-am asteptat in zadar....Aveam nevoie doar d e un apel de la tine , doar s a vad ca te gandesti la mine , ca iti pasa....poate nu am meritat....Nu pot sa spun ca sunt suparat....sunt doar dezamagit....m-am simtit ca un singuratic.....m-am simtit de parca nu trebuia sa ma fi nascut....m-am simtit ultimul om de pe planeta....Ma doare sa scriu asta , dar asa m-am simtit....e greu.....al naibi de greu....doare ...si inca cat....Nu am ciocnit cu nimeni nimic ...si nimeni nu mi-a urat nimic...si aveam atata nevoie sa mai aud o voce langa mine , in singuratatea asta plictisitoare....parca sunt dat uitari....parca nu ma cunoaste nimeni.....parca sunt invizibil...ce trist...si totusi atat de adevarat....Si gestul in sine , de a scrie pe pc-u....e demn de cartea recordurilor...cred ca sunt primul care scrie pe blog.....pustnic mai sunt....PS : LA MULTI ANI , UN 2011 MAI BUN CA 2010.....MULTA SANATATE.....SI MULTA IUBIRE , FARA IUBIRE SUNTEM 0 BARAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4581342634891937670?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4581342634891937670/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/000-singurde-revelion.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4581342634891937670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4581342634891937670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2011/01/000-singurde-revelion.html' title='0:00  ....singur....de  Revelion....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR5c9ZXfDZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/df7f053vXWU/s72-c/happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1681473048623403970</id><published>2010-12-31T18:46:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T06:15:50.916+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Apelul de la tine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR4MRNlojII/AAAAAAAAAhA/7RHJ_EPoA-8/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556892480066587778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR4MRNlojII/AAAAAAAAAhA/7RHJ_EPoA-8/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi place sa cred , ca numarul privat de mai devreme .....ai fost tu !!!Nu am avut curaj sa-ti raspund...mi-era frica de ce se va intamla "dupa"....ma durea sufletul ,pt ca stiu sigur ca incepeam sa plangem amandoi....Un simlu telefon schimba atatea, avea rolul unui "la multi ani !!!"....dar el din ureche....se lasa usor...usor...usor...catre inima....si semnifica mult mai mult....era ca un bat de chibrit ,aruncat intr-un put plin cu benzina....producea scanteia , care aprindea "focul " din mine....Ce poate face un apel telefonic ?!?In capul meu ...acel telefon se termina cu un ...te iubesc ....venind din partea amandorura.....sunt sigur ca era "pur"...nu puteai sa ma minti chiar azi...nu azi..nu te lasa D-zeu , sa-ti bati joc de asemenea cuvinte....Seara asta "speciala" ne face pe amandoi sa scoatem la suprafata , cele mai adevarate sentimente....de ce nu am facut-o pana acum???De ce singuri ,in seara asta ???Ma crezi ca daca inchid ochi...distanta dintre noi este doar de 1 m....nu te pot atinge....dar te simt....in imaginatia mea ...tu mereu razi....si razi cum nu ai facut-o niciodata...parca in ciuda mea, sa ma faci vinovat ca te-am pierdut...Mi-am propus, sa ma bag mai repede, decat de obicei la somn....nu vreau sa simt "duritatea" acestei seri.... sunt om ....totusi , ....chiar daca ma comport ca o bestie.....Imi va fi greu, sa-mi stiu toti prieteni , raspanditi pe la chefuri....sa-mi stiu iubita departe....dar stai linistita.....ma voi culca recapituland fiecare zi din relatia noastra...fiecare sarut....fiecare atingere....fiecare te iubesc....ps : ...TE IUBESC ORIUNDE AI FI ....ORICE AI FACE.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1681473048623403970?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1681473048623403970/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/apelul-de-la-tine.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1681473048623403970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1681473048623403970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/apelul-de-la-tine.html' title='Apelul de la tine...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR4MRNlojII/AAAAAAAAAhA/7RHJ_EPoA-8/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-6543886117060314364</id><published>2010-12-31T16:42:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T06:16:45.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Adio  "amica" mea....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR315J3FKGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/uQvdSMuwNqI/s1600/Fotografie0438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556867877493352546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR315J3FKGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/uQvdSMuwNqI/s400/Fotografie0438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce se va intampla cu noi ? Ce se va intampla de maine , incolo ?? Vom deveni o alta poveste esuata???....si tineam mortis , sa nu facem parte din "ARHIVA"negativa a orasului ....Acolo sunt trecuti cei care poate nu si-au dorit foarte mult o relatie, sunt trecuti cei care si-au batut joc de relatia lor, cei care au inselat, etc....ce cautam noi acolo???.....noi ne-am iubit....Nu poate sa nege nimeni asta , nici tu ,nici parinti tai , nici orasul , nimeni...... amandoi stim ce am avut, ce am construit amandoi, ce a fost intre noi....eram in stare sa fac pariu , ca aveam atata stabilitate , incat puteam "compara" turnul Eifel cu relatia noastra....relatia noastra era mai rezistenta...aveam incredere....ma bazam...Simt ca am fost "acolo" , la apogeu....si cum era normal , am decazut...usor ...dar sigur...pasi marunti....dar totusi atat de exacti....si uite ca am ajuns sa fim "aici"...ma simt la capat de cursa..am trecut de finish...si in loc sa ma bucur de capat....imi pare rau ca a venit , findca e finishul cu tine.....un loc atat de greu de inteles....parca e in parc ....si fiecare banca e atat de trista .. ma pun pe ea si ma intreb....cine a gresit? cine a fost de vina ??....e atat de gol parcul si pustiu...si e toamna....Intrebari la care in mod normal , le gaseam amandoi raspuns...acum sunt doar intrebari ....raspunsurile le avem fiecare in noi....O sa evoluam diferit , pe drumuri diferite ....desi am avut drumul nostru, parea un "drum" atat de drept si bine "asfaltat" , incat fiecare "pas" era bine gandit si calcat.....dintr-o data e atat de anevoios si atatea curbe....nu te mai vad ....si daca te vad ....numai pot sa te ating cum vroiam si eram invatat.....Ce le voi spune tuturor oamenilor care erau obisnuiti cu noi ? ce le voi spune de tine?? Simt ca voi trai , doar sa nu zic ca nu mor....dar viata pt mine nu va mai fi....imi aud bataile inimi...sunt atat de grele.....Imi place sa inchid ochi si s a dau "rew" la memorie.....sa mai reiau inca odata si inca odata ,caseta curelatia noastra , inca din prima zi.... Am ramas singur.......si imi spuneai tu.....nu am vrut sa te ascult , am crezut ca fac bine......Te iubesc mult , te iubesc atat de mult...si am atata nevoie de tine incat.....daca ai fi acum langa mine as avea si eu cheful meu...chiar daca am fi singuri....daca stau s a ma gandesc Revelion a fost in fiecare clipa pt mine , atunci cand eram cu tine.....ps : Ramas bun "amica"mea.....un "drum" nou...mult mai bun...baiatul tau nu va inceta sa te iubeasca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-6543886117060314364?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/6543886117060314364/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/adio-amica-mea.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6543886117060314364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6543886117060314364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/adio-amica-mea.html' title='Adio  &quot;amica&quot; mea....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR315J3FKGI/AAAAAAAAAg4/uQvdSMuwNqI/s72-c/Fotografie0438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-8076860271091089095</id><published>2010-12-31T11:37:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:09:33.918+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Speranta  moare  ultima.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR2q7JSfBrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PXCndG8zDsg/s1600/thumbnailCAR8JQI1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556785448327513778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR2q7JSfBrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PXCndG8zDsg/s400/thumbnailCAR8JQI1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daca nu ar fi existat speranta , cimitirele ar fi fost cu mult mai pline , locuitori planetei mult mai putini....am fi "renuntat" de mult la viata....doar "ea" ne face sa mai visam un pic....Tot sper ca anul care va veni va fi unu mult mai bun , ca cel care a trecut...asa am facut si anul trecut....si tot naspa mi-a mers......dar pana la urma , ce sa fac???....nici sa sper nu am voie???....macar sentimentul asta sa nu ma paraseasca , el si singuratatea sunt puse la mare rang , in viata mea...parca sunt "logodit" cu aceste 2 "gagici".....ce mai gagici...cred ca toti sunt invidiosi pe mine !!!!Am cateodata un gand nebun , care ma pune in dubii : sa incetez sa mai sper ??? sa continui sa visez...sau sa ma resemnez ca asta sunt , atata pot ????E greu , e greu pt ca ma stiu ca persoana ...stiu ce pot, cat pot...si ce suflet am.....si ma doare cand observ , ca sunt cautate alte genuri de baieti....genul meu fiind considerat unul "invechit"...Imi propusesem la un moment dat sa ma schimb,sa numai fiu asa melancolic , sa fiu mai "in prezent" , dar nu pot....asta e felul meu de a fi....usor suferind .....realist tot timpul....si plin de ganduri.....imi place sa gandesc preventiv...la ce va urma si dincolo de "perdea"...dincolo de frumusetea momentutului....si asta deranjeaza....sau supara.....persoana de langa mine....Mi-ar place in anul care vine , sa gasesc o persoana alaturi de care sa "trag" si sa ne construim amandoi "ceva"-ul nostru...sa gasesc pe cineva ,care sa aibe in sange spiritul asta de "luptator"....ambitie si nebunie...toate combinate ,intr-unul singur....si ajunsi la un anumit "nivel" , sa uimim prin felul cum ne-am descurcat....fara sa ne traga cineva de urechi ca ne-a ajutat....ps : de sperat , am tot sperat...de visat ,am tot visat....Doamne nu crezi ca e timpul si pt fapte , din partea ta....???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-8076860271091089095?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/8076860271091089095/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/speranta-moare-ultima.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8076860271091089095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8076860271091089095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/speranta-moare-ultima.html' title='Speranta  moare  ultima.....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR2q7JSfBrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/PXCndG8zDsg/s72-c/thumbnailCAR8JQI1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-9009615581782091468</id><published>2010-12-31T10:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:11:21.887+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cine  esti???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR2sRoKbFcI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Co46LWu7e-I/s1600/thumbnailCAVM04UB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556786934083950018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR2sRoKbFcI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Co46LWu7e-I/s400/thumbnailCAVM04UB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De ce am fugit , de aia nu am scapat....Am crezut ca am un "univers" cu cineva ...si nu am nici macar o ciocolata.....am crezut ca este persoana fara de care nu pot trai.....dar este exact opusul.....am crezut ca este "jumatatea" mea , in lumea asta , dar ea este jumatatea altuia , a mea cu siguranta nu.....Am fugit toata viata de "pisicutze" care ofteaza si nu sunt multumite nici de razele soarelui....si de asta am avut parte la ea....am fugit toata viata de persoane care se impart intre distractie si pers iubita....si de asta am dat......am fugit mereu si oricand, de persoana care este perversa si exact de asta am avut parte.....am fugit de persoana care nu stie ce vrea....si de asta am avut parte......am fugit de persoana care nu stie sa se implice, care nu stie ce inseamna iubire....crede ca iubirea trebuie doar primita nu si daruita , am fugit toata viata de "frica" ca azi e cu mine si maine e cu altul....am fugit mereu de persoana care nu o pot citit pt ca minte mereu , pt ca automat nu stiu ce vrea si nu stiu cu cine....am fugit mereu de persoana care isi doreste mai mult de cat poate avea....am fugit de persoana care crede ca totul ii apartine si nu poate fi refuzata.....am fugit mereu de persoana care simte ca e neinteleasa.....am fugit mereu de persoana care vrea totul din 100% , dar nu da nimic la schimb......am fugit mereu de persoane care au avut parte de tot , pt ca automat daca nu le poti darui ceva , nu le-ai daruit niciodata nimic.....am fugit depersoana care nu stie sa pretuiasca, pt ca nu va pretui iubirea mea pt ea.....Asta e tabloul a tot ce nu am vrut....dar cum ne-cum , am avut...parca Dzeu imi citea rugile invers....sa adeverit tot ce nu vroiam....De tot ce fugeam, am trait....probabil de aici si "cheful" asta nebun de viata....unde vad ca este nedreapta....ps : Asta inseamna "teatru"...asta inseamna sa te ascunzi sub "masti", sa fi ceea ce nu esti....poate daca imi spuneai de la inceput cum esti.....nu se mai ajungea aici.....iti spuneam simplu .....ca nu esti genul meu.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-9009615581782091468?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/9009615581782091468/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/cine-esti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/9009615581782091468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/9009615581782091468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/cine-esti.html' title='Cine  esti???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR2sRoKbFcI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Co46LWu7e-I/s72-c/thumbnailCAVM04UB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-6331401761791741647</id><published>2010-12-31T10:09:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:35:47.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Imbatranesc...???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR2UumtbXyI/AAAAAAAAAgY/zpRZuk8wkmA/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556761043631038242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR2UumtbXyI/AAAAAAAAAgY/zpRZuk8wkmA/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daca nu sunt prea pasionat de noaptea asta , deranjez???Daca stau acasa si ma uit la t.v. sau sunt la pc-u...inseamna ca nu am spirit de sarbatoare ???Sunt atat de resemnat de Revelionul asta , incat nu-mi pasa ca toata planeta este un "mare chef"....eu imi stiu drumul ....imi stiu traiectoria....pt mine e o simpla seara ....Inseamna ca imbatranesc daca nu am chef si dispozitia necesara..???Avand in vedere , ca a fost un an de cacat , pana in ultima lui zi , am o stare generala de nepasare , de indiferenta.....am o stare numai de mine stiuta....pt alti o adevarat enigma, o adevarata ciudatenie.....Am stat de vb cu mai multa lume , am stat de vb fata in fata, pe mess....si parca numai este Revelionul ce a fost odata...acum avem nevoie de liniste....avem nevoie de altceva...gandul si poate chiar inima , ne este in alta parte , straine de tot ce se intampla in lume....Intradevar , nu pot sa spun ca sunt indiferent de anumite ganduri, care ma bantuiesc....intradevar simt o oarecare singuratate, in "toiul" sarbatorilor.....in "toiul" chefurilor"......dar asta sunt eu...probabuil daca simteam nevoia de chef....facem eforturi....dar nu este in mine ....nu se regaseste in mine , aceea stare....PS : in noapte asta chiar vreau sa fiu singur....oricum m-am simtit tot anul singur.....neinteles....Nu sper ca intr-o seara se va schimba totul...LA MULTI ANI , UN AN NOU MAI BUN SI MULTA SANATATE !!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-6331401761791741647?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/6331401761791741647/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/imbatranesc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6331401761791741647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6331401761791741647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/imbatranesc.html' title='Imbatranesc...???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TR2UumtbXyI/AAAAAAAAAgY/zpRZuk8wkmA/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1608841850278968512</id><published>2010-12-30T10:21:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:12:26.805+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabdarea....rabdare...rabdare....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRxD1ljo40I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/F2FciPnhnYw/s1600/thumbnailCAIZ1NHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556390628162069314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRxD1ljo40I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/F2FciPnhnYw/s400/thumbnailCAIZ1NHH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi tot spui sa am rabdare cu tine....desi traim in mileniul vitezei....imi spui ca trebui sa am rabdare desi doar lucru in sine, ma scoate din pepeni....Imi spui sa am rabdare cu tine , desi ceva striga din mine disperat.."CATTTTTTT)))))))???"....."PANA UNDE)))))))???....Imi spui sa am rabdare , dar nu realizezi ca ani trec si ...,si eu tot am rabdare....oare nu esti tu , ceea care nu face nimic ???Imi spui ca sa am rabdare , dar observi cum totul in jurul tau e plin de entuziastm si de dorinta de a face cat mai multe....imi spui sa am rabdare ,dar cand o spui si pe tine te doare lucrul asta, pt ca sti ca am avut destula....Imi spui sa am rabdare , dar asta fac de cand te stiu.....imi spui sa am rabdare , dar sti prea bine ca altul nu ar fi avuta....Imi spui sa am rabdare , dar sti prea bine ca situatia in sine ...nu ma mai lasa...ea mi-e nu imi cere rabdare...ci fapte.....Imi spui sa am rabdare...dar cine o mai are in ziua de azi...in vremurile prezente....Imi spui sa am rabdare , desi tu simti ca am destula , altfel nu te-as fi inteles de la inceput....imi spui sa am rabdare , dar in spatele a ceea ce imi spui tu , in spatele vorbelor tale ,se ascunde o persoana , care nu stie ce sa faca....e pierduta in "spatiu" si in timp.....dar nu recunosti ca nu te pricepi ,tu si din chestia asta imi ceri rabdare.....Imi ceri sa am rabdare, dar parinti tai ,cu tine nu au....imi ceri sa am rabdare...dar e satul si cuvantul "rabdare" sa-ti mai iasa din gura...ii este rusine sa mai ajunga la urechile mele....a ajuns de prea multe ori....si stie ca in mine mai zac alte 1500 de rabdarii...pana cand ??? ps : As avea rabdare daca as vedea, as simti ceva dinspre tine...daca mi-ai da incredere si stabilitate.....le oferi ???...ok....lasa ca am rabdare....stiu ce am de facut...am mai facut asta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1608841850278968512?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1608841850278968512/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/rabdarea.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1608841850278968512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1608841850278968512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/rabdarea.html' title='Rabdarea....rabdare...rabdare....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRxD1ljo40I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/F2FciPnhnYw/s72-c/thumbnailCAIZ1NHH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-7357256208647242871</id><published>2010-12-30T10:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:21:16.238+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pur simplu...o relatie !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRxA7iF5AzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/W6Ne0gs0k3M/s1600/thumbnailCAF5G4RM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556387431776322354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRxA7iF5AzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/W6Ne0gs0k3M/s400/thumbnailCAF5G4RM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Odata ajuns la varsta in care ,imi doream o relatie....am crezut ca pot "controla" ...acest "joc in doi"....dar nu a fost asa !!!! Parca totul se intampla cu viteza lumini...sentimente , saruturi ....se transforma in AMINTIRI...si cate se poate spune despre acele momente si totusi....doar un cuvant.....Am crezut ca pot "manipula" totul cum vreau eu...am crezut ca pot fi "deasupra situatiei"....si realitate ma durut...si doare in continuare....am crezut ca pot fi ca la teatru de papusi....eu undeva deasupra controland jocul , mimand sunete si gesturi....care sa ma afecteze cat mai putin sau deloc....si in realitate , m-au cuprins 100% si le simt de parca sunt ars pe tot corpul....Am crezut ca femeia este o fiara neimblanzita, ii arati calea si ea va urma drumul....dar realitate mi-a dem ca este ceea mai nemernica fiara, ii arati drumul , iar ea incepe sa-ti puna intrebari si sa comenteze....am crezut ca ma pot juca cu sentimentele...si aici m-am ars cel mai grav ,am spus te iubesc la mijto prima data....pe urma a inceput sa-mi placa .....si l-am zis tot mai accentuat ...... si mai profund....si am ajuns sa ma "ard complect".....am crezut ca o relatie....este un joc intre "ea" si "el"...deloc complicat, deloc greu.....insa realitatea mi-a demonstrat ca necesita nervi de otel , suflet de balaur si creier de fizician + matematician.....ps : eu am vrut o simpla relatie...si m-am ales cu lovituri care mai de care mai dureroase....si cu cel mai complicat animal de pe Pamant...femeia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-7357256208647242871?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/7357256208647242871/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/pur-simpluo-relatie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7357256208647242871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7357256208647242871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/pur-simpluo-relatie.html' title='Pur simplu...o relatie !!!'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRxA7iF5AzI/AAAAAAAAAgI/W6Ne0gs0k3M/s72-c/thumbnailCAF5G4RM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1395494695336285199</id><published>2010-12-30T09:30:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T09:47:21.071+02:00</updated><title type='text'>De  ce el/ea???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRw3hrEfLdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/FkOx1-m4faE/s1600/thumbnailCAAE0UBI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556377091905105362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRw3hrEfLdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/FkOx1-m4faE/s400/thumbnailCAAE0UBI.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De fiecare data cand "rupem" o "legatura"...ne intrebam ...."De ce o iubim pe ea/el???Pt ca asta e legea firii...este pt acelasi motiv , pt care aunci cand ne este foame gatim...si nu bem...Este el/ea pt ca asa iti este scris, pt ca el/ea face parte din "crucea" ce trebuie sa ti-o porti "aici".....Ne impotrivim sa credem, ne pare rau si suntem oarecum deranjati de iubirea asta ciudata , ca nu punem "oki" pe altcineva mai bogat, ma aratos, mai stilat, mai "star de cinema"......dar daca ai avea tot, ar insemna perfect...ai auzit de asa ceva in lumea asta , imperfecta???Iti spun eu , prietene , ca daca ai fi auzit de perfectiune....nu ar exista foame , suferinta , rautate , egoism , perversitate....asa ca trezeste-te !!! Maine poate fi mai rau, mai grav si mai dureros pt tine.....In incercarea ta , de a te impotrivi , la ce iti este scris...este ca si cand ai fi legat cu sarma ghimpata...cu cat te zbati mai mult.....cu atatea rani , iti faci mai multe.....E greu de spus in cuvinte , dar simt ca in interiorul tau ai inteles mesajul....nu te afli in locul potrivit.....e doar alta zi....in acelasi cacat......ps : Daca nu iti convine persoana iubita....fa o contestatie....sunt sigura ca pe "lumea cealalta" cineva iti va raspunde..... te  va  auzi...te  vei  simti  ascultat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1395494695336285199?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1395494695336285199/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/de-ce-elea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1395494695336285199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1395494695336285199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/de-ce-elea.html' title='De  ce el/ea???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRw3hrEfLdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/FkOx1-m4faE/s72-c/thumbnailCAAE0UBI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-508247327129212152</id><published>2010-12-30T09:14:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T09:44:30.214+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce  vrei  cu  adevarat???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRw0yfGpxsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/mQfoPXcMw6M/s1600/thumbnailCA116FWI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556374082215855810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRw0yfGpxsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/mQfoPXcMw6M/s400/thumbnailCA116FWI.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-am saturat , sa te tot "scot" in relatia asta ca si cand esti si tu prezenta...ai momente cand traiesti ca un om invizibil...pe ce pui mana ....nu poti sa prinzi....Intotdeuna totul este prea greu, intotdeuna nu poti , intotdeuna nu sti....cand o sa inveti? cand o sa poti? cand o sa fiu si eu linistit ca esti si tu prezenta???Cum iau eu"mana" si numai pun "umarul"...cade tot...ma simt , ca te tin doar de fatada, sa spun si eu ca sunt cu cineva....dar in realitate...."partea" ta trebuie sa o fac tot eu....am obosit....Poate la inceput puteam sa duc toata "treaba" ...era datorita entuziastmului.....dar acum ,cand sunt probleme adevarate.....nu pot sa te mai "acopar".....Cu timpul prblemele din viata de zi cu zi, ne indica daca stam langa cine trebuie sau nu....nu ne mai permite , sa ne ascundem dup "masti"....cu timpul iti dezvalui adevarata identitate....in care...poti sau nu !!!!M-am saturat sa intind mana si sa nu ma prinda nimeni.....m-am saturat sa vb si sa-mi aud doar ecoul....m-am saturat sa-mi doresc si sa fiu prieten doar cu "NU STIU" sau cu "NU POT"....am ajuns la un nivel , in care "TREBUIE" SI "DA POT"....necesita , sa le i-a locul......Trebuie o schimbare, un avant , o scanteie ,  ca sa putem merge inainte....nu crezi??? PS : ....si cand te gandesti ca vreau ceva uman....te intrebi , ca om.....de ce gresesc??? ca vreau sa fie bine???... poate tu nu vrei asta.....eu imi doresc maxim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-508247327129212152?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/508247327129212152/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/ce-vrei-cu-adevarat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/508247327129212152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/508247327129212152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/ce-vrei-cu-adevarat.html' title='Ce  vrei  cu  adevarat???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRw0yfGpxsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/mQfoPXcMw6M/s72-c/thumbnailCA116FWI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-8701966194053660145</id><published>2010-12-29T18:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T19:04:34.800+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Relatia noastra...ce vis placut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRtqHjfbacI/AAAAAAAAAfo/LF7yQUJ3SoY/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556151243310328258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRtqHjfbacI/AAAAAAAAAfo/LF7yQUJ3SoY/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa dus....sa stins totul....se evapora....relatia noastra este de domeniul trecutului....Am facut-o si pe asta....AM DISTRUS TOT!!!!Zile si nopti despartiti....secunde si minute pierdute.....ore de suferinta si dor.....toate astea sunt istorie...nu-mi vine sa cred ca vb de tine la trecut...esti atat de prezenta in inima mea....ah...As fi putut cu siguranta mai bine ....as fi putut mai mult.....la fel si tu....dar am facut amandoi , cat ne este scris...poate pana aici ne-a fost scris ...sa fim.....Inca te aud...inca te mai simt...inca imi lipsesti....cand nu voi mai simti toate astea voi fi un om simplu....un simplu suflet gol.....si imi era asa de bine cu tine!!!! As vrea sa pot tipa , dar stiu ca nimeni nu ma va auzi......as vrea sa schimb ceva , dar nu sunt D-zeu...as vrea altceva ...dar oare merit ??? Imi vine sa bag mana in interiorul meu , sa gasesc partea ambitioasa din mine si sa ii spun...."AI CASTIGAT...CU CE TE INCALZESTE ASTA?"...sunt sigur ca ar lasa capul jos si i-ar cere iertare....dar e prea tarziu....iar eu , dupa cum sti , sunt "cald" la suflet.....nu judec si nu cert pe nimeni.....tot "Andrei-ul " a cooperat la despartire.....Mai erau atatea de spus...atatea de facut.....si uite ca totusi sa dus.....ps: as fi preferat sa ma fi anuntat cu 3 vieti inainte....sa ma pot pregati pt asemenea suferinta....acum sunt terminat.....sunt uzat ca bateria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-8701966194053660145?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/8701966194053660145/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/relatia-noastrace-vis-placut.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8701966194053660145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8701966194053660145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/relatia-noastrace-vis-placut.html' title='Relatia noastra...ce vis placut'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRtqHjfbacI/AAAAAAAAAfo/LF7yQUJ3SoY/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-2710331716632556301</id><published>2010-12-29T18:15:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T18:39:21.089+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pe taramul viselor....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRtkDjqLj7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/rR_qtyVoBCo/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556144577566183346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRtkDjqLj7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/rR_qtyVoBCo/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As fi vrut sa ma nasc pe o insula pustie, eu si gandurile mele....Lumea sa fie un "cosmar' d'al meu ....sa nu stiu ce inseamna increderea, sa nu stiu ce inseamna suferinta, sa nu stiu ce inseamna iubirea....gol sufleteste....sa-mi pese doar de hrana si de ziua in care traiesc....restul...toate gandurile care ma bantuie acum ...as vrea sa le pot transforma in muste...pe care sa le pot strivi .....Am uitat cum este sa poti dormi linistit noaptea....simt ca traiesc din cosmar in c0smar...parca sunt legate intre ele de poduri , facute de bastinasi....Imi vine sa spun "Taiati"...ca un regizor de film....sa pot spune ca ce traiesc acum , e doar un rol dintr-un film .....imi vine sa gasesc foaia pe care sunt scrise vorbele personajului si sa o rup ...sa desfintez acest personaj....el mai mult sufera decat sa isi traiasca viata....As vrea sa spun "stop"...si totul in jur sa se opreasca ....sa ia forme mai blande si mai frumos colorate....As vrea sa spun ...."GATA)))))))) ....m-am saturat)))))....si toti din jurul meu sa devina mai umani, mai intelegatori....mai sufletisti....sa pot forma eu lumea dupa sufletul meu....ar exista numai , oameni buni.....As vrea sa pot alege ce imi place si ce nu....sa dau la o parte tot ce nu imi place....ca sa nu pot gresi...Mi-ar place sa pot iubi persoana iubita 100%....sa ne complectam amandoi, oricand si oriunde.....mi-ar place sa pot face ce imi trece pri cap....oricand si oriunde......mi-ar place sa pot zbura si s a aterizez, unde imi place.....mi-ar place sa pot merge pe sub pamant si sa ies acolo unde e mai bine...mi-ar place sa pot trai sub apa , sa nu vad ce se intampla in lume.....mi-ar place sa pot "starpi" cuvantul suferinta......ps : Mi-ar place sa duc o viata fara greutati, de ce sufar???...sunt o persoana buna &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-2710331716632556301?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/2710331716632556301/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/pe-taramul-viselor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2710331716632556301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2710331716632556301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/pe-taramul-viselor.html' title='Pe taramul viselor....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRtkDjqLj7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/rR_qtyVoBCo/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3880692308750639294</id><published>2010-12-29T10:53:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T13:13:36.204+02:00</updated><title type='text'>O  mare  de ....victime....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRsXDsENWoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/7DYyb2oxeFQ/s1600/60426_50_de_ani_in_urma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556059917427497602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRsXDsENWoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/7DYyb2oxeFQ/s400/60426_50_de_ani_in_urma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ieri ...azi....maine.....oricand si la orice ora numai victime vezi....Toti incerca sa -ti "fure" lacrimi pt povestile lor , toti incerca sa iti dem ,ca ei au ceea mai trista poveste ,....cat sufera ei "saraci" !!! Imi vine sa fug ,sa ma  ascund , sa las totul in urma...aud zilnic povesti ,povestioare , care ma face sa cred ca traim intr-o tara de "victime"....daca iti spune "el" povestea e principala victima....sa nu cada de proasta .....iti spune si ea partea ei...bineinteles tot victima......care e "criminalul" fratilor ???Intradevar sunt povesti care te "misca"...fiecare avand parca rolul sa te puna in postura de om milos...iti vine sa le dai contractul de la casa ..numai sa taca ...sa se opreasca.....pt ca in tine plange inima...M-am jurat ca o sa imi acopar urechile , cand mai incerca cineva sa se victimizeze in fata mea....si eu am probleme...si eu am momente ,in care m-as sui pe o scena sa spun ce ma doare....povestea mea.....dar ma resemnez....oftez...si imi trece pe moment....Cu siguranta toti avem o "cruce" a nostra ...pe care trebuie sa o purtam toata viata....si chiar daca ne-am impotrivi...nu am face decat sa suferim si mai mult....de "ea"....nu scapam.....!!! ps : Orice lucru care ni se intampla , in viata .....se intampla cu un scop....sa ne schimbe...sa ne maturizeze....sa ne imbatraneasca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3880692308750639294?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3880692308750639294/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-mare-de-victime.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3880692308750639294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3880692308750639294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-mare-de-victime.html' title='O  mare  de ....victime....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRsXDsENWoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/7DYyb2oxeFQ/s72-c/60426_50_de_ani_in_urma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-468226335400588171</id><published>2010-12-28T14:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:21:40.226+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimente de sarbatori....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRnWS3CVxGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/OLSD8nQO2FI/s1600/thumbnailCA1D2NP6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555707234837972066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRnWS3CVxGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/OLSD8nQO2FI/s400/thumbnailCA1D2NP6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Observ cat de mult este "amplificata" aceasta "durere frumoasa" numita iubire, de sarbatori.....este cu mult diferita , decat ceea din timpul anului....este cu o "secunda" peste....poate asta o face mai frumoasa decat normalul.....Iubim , suntem iubiti ,ne indragostim ....de sarbatori este mai amplu , mai complicat , mai dificil de inteles.....este o perioada in care , traiesti fiecare clipa la maxim...fiecare strop de iubire....fiecare strop de poveste....esti mai atent...mai delicat....ma sensibil....Doar sarbatorile mai fac din om , un animal sensibil, in rest e doar o fiara ....un cadavru congelat....acesta este farmecul sarbatorilor....ajunge unde in mod normal...nu ajunge nimeni....atunci te faci mai bun, mai cald , mai iertator.....Am inteles ca de sarbatori nu e bine sa fi singur, e ca si cand te-ai afla singur pe lume....iar aceasta singuratate ,te salbaticeste....am inteles ca trebuie sa fi in familie , cu persoana iubita , etc...."Uneala" asta face ca sarbatorile sa fie unice.....intr-un an....Suferim de singuratate , fiecare in felul lui....nu recunoastem , dar acest sentiment este prezent...in noi .....Desi traim o era moderna , lumea in general , nu se mai simte inteleasa...fiecare membru este undeva ,candva neinteles.....din 7 zile pe saptamana ....cel putin o ora , un minut, o secunda...avem un moment de singuratate....pe care oricine si oricat ....s-ar stradui ...nu-l poate umple....ps : Traim momente in care tehnologia evolueaza....insa sufletul unui om este din ce in ce mai greu de inteles.....de patruns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-468226335400588171?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/468226335400588171/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/sentimente-de-sarbatori.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/468226335400588171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/468226335400588171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/sentimente-de-sarbatori.html' title='Sentimente de sarbatori....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRnWS3CVxGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/OLSD8nQO2FI/s72-c/thumbnailCA1D2NP6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-7125190646798090286</id><published>2010-12-27T19:29:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T11:28:07.198+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lipsa recunostintei....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRmtosz8AXI/AAAAAAAAAfI/pdXkwhc0TG8/s1600/thumbnailCARCA00B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555662530073592178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRmtosz8AXI/AAAAAAAAAfI/pdXkwhc0TG8/s400/thumbnailCARCA00B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De ce draq uitam de persoanele care sunt aproape de noi , cand suferim ????De ce atunci cand ne este bine ,uitam ca ne-a fost si rau???Am intalnit multi nesimtiti/nesimtite , care sau vazut iarasi "bine" si au uitat persoanele pe umarul carora isi plangeau suferintele.....au dat la spate , persoane care le sunt prieteni ...doar "la suferinta" , in rest sunt oameni obisnuti pt ei...ce nerusinati !!!Cati nervi si cate ore de "psihologie " pierdute si aceste victime ....dau dovada de nesimtire crasa....si intorc spatele ....sunt in al 9 lea cer .....iar cei "folositi"....pot sa-si de-a duhul...deja sunt oameni obisnuiti....In general , romanul este recunoscut pt perversitatea lui, acest articol este doar un exemmplu din "calitatile" lui naturale.....Sa fi "om" este greu in zilele noastre , este atat de greu incat uni duc la limita dintre om si animal , aceasta uitare.....Stau si ma gndesc ca in spatele unei relati frumoase , cate odata stau niste prieteni adevarati care prin sfaturile lor , tin "sudata" aceasta relatie.....intradevar meritul principal il au cei doi , dar din cand in cand isi mai fac simtita prezenta si oameni "extra"......ps : Intradevar am spus de multe ori ca "prieten adevarat" , numai exista sau e pe cale de disparitie....dar cel care iti dovedeste ca iti este prieten , nu-l pierde.....pt ca pierzi mai mult decat un prieten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-7125190646798090286?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/7125190646798090286/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/lipsa-recunostintei.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7125190646798090286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7125190646798090286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/lipsa-recunostintei.html' title='Lipsa recunostintei....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRmtosz8AXI/AAAAAAAAAfI/pdXkwhc0TG8/s72-c/thumbnailCARCA00B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-8373364355311825612</id><published>2010-12-26T18:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T19:30:14.769+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sansele persoanei iubite....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRd7cSSQZpI/AAAAAAAAAfA/NBahY-PiZ_c/s1600/poze_triste_4-150x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555044391259760274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRd7cSSQZpI/AAAAAAAAAfA/NBahY-PiZ_c/s400/poze_triste_4-150x150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cate sanse trebuiesc acordate persoanei iubite???De cate ori are el/ea voie sa greseasca in fata ta???Exista in lumea , persoane care "taie in carne vie" ....daca persoana de langa ei gresesc.....numai dau a2a sansa....mai exista o categorie care merg pe principiu "3 sanse".....si ultima categorie care inghite mereu "galusti" , oricand si la orice ora...motivand ca iubirea este prea mare...Din ce unghi sa privesti problema, ca esti incoltit si de iubirea asta nemernica ???Fiecare gandeste pt el , ca acorzi sau nu sanse , asta nu inseamna ca esti destept sau prost...insemna ca sti sa lasi de la tine , inseamna ca sti sa pretuiesti ,inseamna ca iubesti cu adevarat, insemna ca iti pasa....dar nici sa fi luat de "magarus"....Unele persoane uita ca ti-au promis , ca numai gresesc....o tin langa ...din greseala in greseala....mergand pe premiza ca te pot "prosti"....Oricum o iei , oricum o dai mereu se gasesc "brese"...noi proverbe...si noi cazuri...pe tema asta....ps : Greselile repetate sunt ca niste cuie batute intr-un lemn......cand iertam , scoatem cuiele din lemn..dar gaurile nu le putem umple niciodata.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-8373364355311825612?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/8373364355311825612/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/sansele-persoanei-iubite.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8373364355311825612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8373364355311825612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/sansele-persoanei-iubite.html' title='Sansele persoanei iubite....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRd7cSSQZpI/AAAAAAAAAfA/NBahY-PiZ_c/s72-c/poze_triste_4-150x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3143704666100572864</id><published>2010-12-26T17:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T18:17:17.427+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mincinosi  de  ocazie....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRdnxSGvMfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aIYpjkPeaj8/s1600/statusuri_triste_clovn-trist-150x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555022761756144114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRdnxSGvMfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aIYpjkPeaj8/s400/statusuri_triste_clovn-trist-150x150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cati dintre noi am promis , dupa o cearta cu pers iubita , ca nu ne mai impacam cu "ea"???De ce promitem si pe urma incalcam aceasta promisiune ??? Sperantele , planurile , dorintele si  mai  ales iubirea ....sunt "complici"cei mai  adevarati....ele ne fac sa mai acordam o noua sansa , un nou inceput....relatiei in care ne aflam....Ne mintim singuri , ne amagim ,ne stresam , ne"obosim" pt ca persoanei de langa noi, nu prea ii pasa.....putem sa-i acordam sanse fara numar....daca aceasta persoana pleaca cu tine pe un drum....cu greu se va schimba....Nu ar fi logic si normal , ca fiecare partener sa isi spuna cu adevarat ce vrea de la o relatie, inca de la inceput ???Asa toata chestia de mai sus nu ar mai exista ...dar deja intam in alta discutie....MINCIUNA.....Nu am relatia perfecta, nu sunt in masura sa dau sfaturi , dar mor pe cei care fac tot felul de juraminte ,dupa o cearta ,iar la impacare....nu stiu cum sa petreaca cat mai mult timp cu persoana iubita .....Imi place sa-i numesc simplu MINCINOSI DE OCAZIE, se mint pe ei insusi cand sunt indurerati ...sa-si demonstreze atat lor cat si noua ca pot , ca sunt in stare....desi inima lor  striga "mincinosule"))))))))).....ps : Cine iubeste ..... iarta....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3143704666100572864?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3143704666100572864/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/mincinosi-de-ocazie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3143704666100572864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3143704666100572864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/mincinosi-de-ocazie.html' title='Mincinosi  de  ocazie....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRdnxSGvMfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/aIYpjkPeaj8/s72-c/statusuri_triste_clovn-trist-150x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-2386669247333313121</id><published>2010-12-25T09:37:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T09:54:07.554+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce vina are Craciunu ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRWjGsUl-yI/AAAAAAAAAes/cNcCrlwsPK0/s1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554525050803452706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRWjGsUl-yI/AAAAAAAAAes/cNcCrlwsPK0/s400/22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cu cateva zile inainte de Craciun , m-am certat cu cineva drag....ma durut enorm de mult......am tras mult pana sa ajung in stadiul sa pot scrie acest articol , fara sa ma doara.....am pierdut o fiinta , care imi alina singuratatea si inima....am vrut pe loc , sa trec de partea celor care nu suporta Craciunul , pt ca acest incident ....a fost chiar in preajma acestei Sarbatori....Eram atat de suparat si atat de distrus incat , nu am vrut sa mai "simt" spriritul asta de sarbatoare , eram atat de plin de ura si invidie pe alti ,care au pe cineva , langa ei ...incat numai aveam loc in suflet si pt altceva.....Am stat si m-am gandit mult pe chestia asta si am ajuns la concluzia ca gresesc ....ce vina are Craciunul , cu ce mi se intampla mi-e ???De ce aruncam vina , pe ceea ce nu are treaba cu noi???La fel cum , acum este Craciunul , putea la fel de bine sa fie Pastele ....ce faceam numai suportam nici aceasta sarbatoare ???Ne place sa ne inchidem in noi , ne place sa ne chinuim....ne place gandul ca intr-o zi vom fi rai, indiferenti si duri.....ne razbunam pe ce ne cade in maini , ce ne iese in fata.....iar mi-e ,in lipsa unui vinovat , imi casunase pe Craciun....Iubesc sarbatorile , iubesc chestia aia familiala , care se intampla in seara de Craciun.....iubesc cuplurile care stiu sa tina aproape de Craciun.....iubesc acest spirit de sarbatoare....ma face sa fiu mai bun.....niciodata nu ma voi razbuna pe ceea ce este frumos.....ps : Craciun fericit....voua si familiilor voastre.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-2386669247333313121?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/2386669247333313121/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/ce-vina-are-craciunu.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2386669247333313121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2386669247333313121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/ce-vina-are-craciunu.html' title='Ce vina are Craciunu ???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRWjGsUl-yI/AAAAAAAAAes/cNcCrlwsPK0/s72-c/22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1198652744459870859</id><published>2010-12-24T08:42:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T09:05:18.065+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vreau "altceva"....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRRGKJA0CII/AAAAAAAAAek/q9FOtmBmF5k/s1600/64723_Sarut_frantuzesc_haios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 338px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554141380486629506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRRGKJA0CII/AAAAAAAAAek/q9FOtmBmF5k/s400/64723_Sarut_frantuzesc_haios.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe la 15 ani prima prietena , pe la 18 deja esti la a3-4a.....la 22 incep relatiile de lunga durata....23-24 vrei si mai mult.....27-28 te gandesti la "Pasul cel mare".....30 un copil.....32-35 casa ta.....si tot asa.....Eu asa vedeam viata , asa credeam si speram sa fie, insa am inteles pe parcurs ca "potriveala de acasa cu ceea din targ , nu e aceasi treaba"....si am simtit pe pielea mea cum anumite lucruri din viata , vor sa-ti spuna "piedica".....sa nu iti indeplinesti telurile....Ca sunt greseli ale copilariei, ca sunt greseli ale tinereti , ca sunt facute de tine sau de alti....toate planurile pe care ti le faci in legatura cu viata , ti se spulbera odata cu realitatea jegoasa si imputita......Singurele modalitati in care poti sa triumfi sau sa jonglezi aceste probleme sunt : 1) sa te ajute parinti....2) sa iti faci cu mana ta...practic imposibil....Motivele sunt "n" : nasterea ta , intr-o perioada foarte grea a omeniri , locul in care te nasti....etc.....Ajungi ca om intr-o perioada , in care vrei altceva , vrei stabilitate , vrei sa te bazezi pe o persoana , vrei garanti , vrei sa adormi cu cineva si sa sti sigur ca te trezesti langa aceea persoana si a2a zi , vrei sa petreci sarbatorile langa persoana in care crezi , cu care ti-ai facut planuri de viata , cu care esti dispus sa imparti totul si invers.....Am trecut de stadiu de "vrajeli " , "papagalisme proaste" , un sarut pe banca din parc , am trecut de stadiul "relatii lungi".....acum vreau garanti...poate cineva ,in ziua de azi ,sa ti-le mai ofere , in asa fel incat sa poti dormi linistit pe perna ta???Ps : Traim in vremuri in care instabilitatea , hazardu , prostia ,nesimtirea , minciuna sunt pe primul in calitatile tinerilor , daca ai trece printr-o sita sa alegi cei mai bun....ar cadea totul jos.....si doar putine caractere bune s-ar opri in sita....si alea ocupate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1198652744459870859?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1198652744459870859/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/vreau-altceva.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1198652744459870859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1198652744459870859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/vreau-altceva.html' title='Vreau &quot;altceva&quot;....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRRGKJA0CII/AAAAAAAAAek/q9FOtmBmF5k/s72-c/64723_Sarut_frantuzesc_haios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-2606673815226555642</id><published>2010-12-23T11:47:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T12:07:32.365+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Universl tau" vazut de alti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRMfEIPgM6I/AAAAAAAAAec/Xp3DneX0W4k/s1600/250px-Hubble_ultra_deep_field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553816921270399906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRMfEIPgM6I/AAAAAAAAAec/Xp3DneX0W4k/s400/250px-Hubble_ultra_deep_field.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intotdeauna am crezut ca nu e bine sa pui prea multa baza in ceea ce spun alti, ca e bine sa faci cum crezi tu d e cuvinta, TU ESTI IN MASURA SA IEI DECIZI CARE ITI INFLUENTEAZA VIATA SAU NU...dar ce te faci cu persoane care incep sa iti arate"live" , in ce stadiu al vieti te afli??? Te pune pe ganduri .....te face sa realizezi poate , ca tu credeai ceva .....si adevarul vazut de alti......este total diferit....Exista in lumea asta , persoane "speciale" , care dupa o discutie cu tine....iti "modeleaza " , aranjeaza si complecteaza viata "dezordonata" pe care o duci , pana in momentul acela....nu poti decat sa le multumesti , atat poti "uman" , insa multumirea pe care o ai in suflet si respectul, din acel moment , nu le poti demonstra ......esti doar un simplu om ....o bagi imediat in categoria "selecta" din viata ta numita"PRIETENI"......si uite asa intri in rand cu lumea....Credem in sinea noastra d e oameni maturi , ca cineva mai mic d e varsta nu are ce s a ne invete , consideram ca doar persoanele mai in varsta trebuiesc ascultate....experienta ii recomanda.....dar nu e mereu asa....PS : DE CAND CU MATURIZAREA ASTA , SUNTEM INTR-O CONTINUA SCHIMBARE....SI PARCA ASTEPTAM CU SUFLETUL LA GURA , SA VEDEM ...CE PRODUS IESE DIN "PROCESUL" ACESTA....NE TRANSFORMAM IN BUNI SAU  IN RAI???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-2606673815226555642?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/2606673815226555642/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/universl-tau-vazut-de-alti.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2606673815226555642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2606673815226555642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/universl-tau-vazut-de-alti.html' title='&quot;Universl tau&quot; vazut de alti...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRMfEIPgM6I/AAAAAAAAAec/Xp3DneX0W4k/s72-c/250px-Hubble_ultra_deep_field.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-6754516065895160126</id><published>2010-12-23T11:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T11:42:54.896+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Relatia cu o pitzipoanca....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRMZmAeJVgI/AAAAAAAAAeU/FyVr-jVI504/s1600/InterPhoto_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553810906230117890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRMZmAeJVgI/AAAAAAAAAeU/FyVr-jVI504/s400/InterPhoto_image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cum dreaq poti sa fi sau sa iubesti o pitzipoanca ??? Sa fi martor la "razgaielile" ei , sa fi implicat in planurile ei , ea in ale tale.....sa fi jumatatea unei fiinte care merge ca o pisicutza , sa fi de mana cu una care "sufera" de cum este imbracata.....viata grea nu ???Cum spuneam si in alte articole , iubirea altora nu trebuie "condamnata", barfita sau criticata....insa aceasta relatie dintre un om linistit si o astfel d e "specie" este des intalnita prin Romania , nu numai in Oltenita....si m-am gandit ca ar fi super ideea sa scriu si eu parerea mea , despre o astfel de relatie....Pana la urma fiecare trebuie inteles si acceptat de societate , cu minusurile si plusurile lui , dar stai si te gandesti ca "jumatatea" unei pitzipoance are mult de tras cu o astfel d e diva....si jucand un pik, rolul unui barbat care are legatura directa cu "personajul principal".....intelegi ,din start, ca persoana in cauza se consuma foarte mult.....Chestia asta , relatia asta de carevb , e copie fidela situatiei cand ai o pisica si aia incepe si toarce ,iar tu o mangai ....si ea(pisica) se simte alintata.....vazand ca poti sa o rasfeti.....ea vrea mereu.....iar tu nu ai chef mereu....asa si cu "sinonimul" pisici din realitatea .....cata rabdare sa ai cu ea.....??? Ps : Toti radem de pitzipoance si cocalari......dar am uitat s a ne uitam in oglinda.....am uitat sa "caracterizam" persoana noastra.....oare din ce categorie facem noi parte???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-6754516065895160126?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/6754516065895160126/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/relatia-cu-o-pitzipoanca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6754516065895160126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6754516065895160126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/relatia-cu-o-pitzipoanca.html' title='Relatia cu o pitzipoanca....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRMZmAeJVgI/AAAAAAAAAeU/FyVr-jVI504/s72-c/InterPhoto_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-6202812298848781242</id><published>2010-12-23T01:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T02:01:02.207+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunatate= prostie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRKROWiFwLI/AAAAAAAAAeM/HZTYAxqKCDI/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553660966254002354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRKROWiFwLI/AAAAAAAAAeM/HZTYAxqKCDI/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cum o dai in viata asta muista ...nu e bine....Cum incerci sa te ridici de jos , mai primesti o perversa , si cand crezi ca a trecut totul .... mai vine una din directie opusa....ca impactul cu propriu-zisa viata sa iti lase un gust de .....naspa, aiurea , cam nasol.....Ma intrebam cum devin oameni rai, "reci" ,etc....???Datorita loviturilor ,cateodata nemeritate primite de la "curva" asta de viata...lovituri pe "nepuse-masa"....Mi-ar place candva , undeva in viitor sa pot sa spun urmatoarea fraza..." am fost si eu candva bun......"....sa ma uit la lucrurile bune pe care le-am facut si sa rad , cat de fraier am fost ....cand credeam in cuvantul "BUNATATE".....un cuvant luat in prezent, de mai toti...la mijto....Ce idiot a mai inventat si porcaria asta de cuvant???Mergeam pe premiza , in viata asta, ca daca esti bun...cu bunatate vei fi rasplatit....insa hienele astea de oameni din viata d e zi cu zi , d'abia asteapta sa te gaseasca "descoperit".....musca fara mila , din tine.....Ma simt nedreptatit dupa o "perversa " a vieti....si imi place gandul de persoana rea....chiar simt pt o secunda ca m-am schimbat in persoana "rece" si dura care va schimba ceva in bine , viata pe care o duce.....dar pe masura ce ma vindec .....revin cald.....si bun.....Ps : Unele persoane se nasc "reci", fara suflet si nu ai asteptari de la ele , pt ca sti ce pot.... restul suntem "calzi" si suferim mereu.......si vantul cand bate il punem la suflet ....si face prapad.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-6202812298848781242?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/6202812298848781242/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/bunatate-prostie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6202812298848781242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6202812298848781242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/bunatate-prostie.html' title='Bunatate= prostie'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRKROWiFwLI/AAAAAAAAAeM/HZTYAxqKCDI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-4853833090199931248</id><published>2010-12-22T22:59:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T01:41:47.300+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pt  voi .....anonimi  mey  dragi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRKMsqJbLlI/AAAAAAAAAeE/1bYDhHkaFuA/s1600/avatar-mos-nicolae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553655989357194834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRKMsqJbLlI/AAAAAAAAAeE/1bYDhHkaFuA/s400/avatar-mos-nicolae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De cand am blog-ul asta am tot felul de ciudati ,ciudate, care isi dau cu parerea despre blog-ul meu sau despre felul meu de a fi.....bai oameni buni nu sunteti obligati sa cititi ....eu aici imi expun doar anumite ganduri ,stari......nu dau nimanui socoteala , dar din cand in cand , trebuie sa mai fac un articiol sa va dem cum sta treaba.....Punctul vostru de vedere imi este drag ....si atat ....chiar daca de cele mai multe ori ma bufneste rasul....citindu-l...inseamna ca am "prindere" la public....:))))))...ma simt ca Mircea Badea....Eu va urez Sarbatori fericite, un an nou fericit ......in rest .....nu va mai obositi cu com-urile ....nu sunt premiate....nu sunt luate in seama.....si nu schimba nimic.....eu imi voi continua "parcursul"......acest blog va ramane "viu" cu voi sau fara voi......ps : Va multumesc pt accesare, participati la vizualizari...uite asa ma apropi si eu de o mie ....:)))))))))))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4853833090199931248?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4853833090199931248/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/pt-voi-anonimi-mey-dragi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4853833090199931248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4853833090199931248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/pt-voi-anonimi-mey-dragi.html' title='Pt  voi .....anonimi  mey  dragi....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRKMsqJbLlI/AAAAAAAAAeE/1bYDhHkaFuA/s72-c/avatar-mos-nicolae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-5750995416554457444</id><published>2010-12-21T17:08:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:09:16.534+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiecare cu povestea lui...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRDtRSX3KKI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Vk5DwfJHC9c/s1600/aladdin1_mic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553199221793302690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRDtRSX3KKI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Vk5DwfJHC9c/s400/aladdin1_mic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stau si ascult pe mess-ul asta o "galagie" de povesti , care mai de care mai dureroasa, care mai d e care mai plina de sare si piper.....o poveste mai "grava" ,decat alta....In fata lor, povestea ta , devine o poveste "usoara"...plina de copilarisme, parca....desi doar tu sti cat "te-ai zbatut", in povestea ta.....Fiecare avem povestea noastra , una tragica, una comica, una plina de durere.....dar in fiecare observi aceasi pasiune de a povesti , de parca se intampla live....imi vine sa imi iau o punga de seminte sa ma asez pe fotoliu ...si s a astept finalul....care de fiecare data , e plin de suferinta....Aceste povesti lasa in urma lor, rani care mai de care mai mari , unele vizibile si altele ...mult mai dureroase si mult mai adanci...in suflet... De a lungul anilor , am invatat ca nu trebuie sa ma mai vait , sa ma mai plang , pt ca cel caruia ii povestesc , poate sa aibe o poveste mult mai grava , decat a mea.....am invatat sa ascult ....si am invatat sa iau din povestile auzite cei mai bun , sa culeg "fructele" care sa ma faca sa traiesc mai departe...nu "uscaciuni"....am invatat multe lucruri , care sau adeverit ca fiind lucruri bune ......exact ca la puzzle.....mi-au folosit exact cand aveam nevoie...sa umplu acel gol...fara aceea "lectie".....eram un nou exemplu....eram in locul celui patit....ps : Dintr-o poveste de viata......asculta...fi atent....si culege ce este bun.....dar gandeste pt tine si pt povestea ta...niciodata , o poveste nu seamana una cu alta....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-5750995416554457444?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/5750995416554457444/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/fiecare-cu-povestea-lui.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5750995416554457444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5750995416554457444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/fiecare-cu-povestea-lui.html' title='Fiecare cu povestea lui...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TRDtRSX3KKI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Vk5DwfJHC9c/s72-c/aladdin1_mic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1097257982899924810</id><published>2010-12-19T19:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T20:14:04.107+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum poti opri o femeie , sa te insele???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQ5KPYHwaFI/AAAAAAAAAd0/xj_3kb4AjiQ/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552457018627876946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQ5KPYHwaFI/AAAAAAAAAd0/xj_3kb4AjiQ/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Din cauza multiplelor escapade , ale unor fete ....din suferinta acuta a unor baieti .....m-am gandit sa fac acest articol si poate impreuna cu voi , sa ajung la un numitor comun...Cum putem opri (noi barbati) femeile , sa calce "stramb"??? Sa fim mai buni cu ele ?: sa ne comportam ca si cand ele ar fi niste pisici gingase, sa ne comportam cu "manusi" , sa vorbim delicat, sa le tinem in brate cand plang, sa le spunem numai vorbe dulci....Sa fim mai pasionali : sa orgnizam seri roamntice , sa le sarutam ca si cand ar fi ultimul sarut , sa facem , ce fac printi prin filme.....Sa fim mai darnici ?: sa le cumparam bijuteri , sa le scoatem mereu in oras cand vor ele , sa le dam sansa sa semneze condica la saloanele de infrumusetare , sa le acordam bani in ziua de salariu .....Sa fim psihologi , iubiti, prieteni , soti??? .....Daca am face toate astea , s-ar anunta la t.v, ca sa gasit barbatul perfect....daca faci pe jumatate deja esti nesimtit.....iar daca intalnesti , doar o calitate din tot ce am scris mai sus.....chiar ai tupeu jegos.....Parerea mea este ca trebuie sa fi cat mai mult "tu" .....iar pe parcursul experientelor tale , sa mai "modelezi" felul barbar cu care te nasti....Majoritatea barbatilor , am "accesat" fiecare calitate mai sus mentionata si din cauza faptului , ca niciodata nu am multumit 100% o femeie....am renuntat....am zis "pas", in loc sa continuam ,o cautare spre perfectiune........PS: barbatul este ca un material brut la nastere, odata cu experienta acumulata , acest material brut se slefuieste...ajungand fiecare un "diamant" la   final.....in sinea lui....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1097257982899924810?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1097257982899924810/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/cum-poti-opri-o-femeie-sa-te-insele.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1097257982899924810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1097257982899924810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/cum-poti-opri-o-femeie-sa-te-insele.html' title='Cum poti opri o femeie , sa te insele???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQ5KPYHwaFI/AAAAAAAAAd0/xj_3kb4AjiQ/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3589259835001148362</id><published>2010-12-18T12:03:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T12:28:08.121+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In speranta unor zile mai bune....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQyMr7MLuPI/AAAAAAAAAds/zbQ_bMNji8M/s1600/poze-romantica_avatare-cu-nori-4-150x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551967126892034290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQyMr7MLuPI/AAAAAAAAAds/zbQ_bMNji8M/s400/poze-romantica_avatare-cu-nori-4-150x150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se apropie sfarsitul de an si in oras e forfota mare....ca in fiecare an , de altfel.....Cam toti sunt interesati , unde sa-si petreaca Seara ceea Mare....Fiecare persoana care iti iese in cale , are pe buze : " unde faci revelionul? si cat costa? "....Cu toate ca e criza mare , lumea se plange ca nu sunt bani, observ ca romanul e frate cu distractia....si nu cauta decat sa se distreze.....nepasandu-i ,ca traversam vremuri nasoale......Numai poti sa te gandesti "la mai bine"....pt ca te-ai minti singur, nu ai fi sincer cu tine....ce iti ramane de facut e sa urmezi cursul vieti , facand cat mai putine greseli......Odata cu trecerea la anul nou , toate sperantele sunt naruite de realitate , aceea cruda si nemiloasa realitate, care nu ne lasa sa "zburam".....sa visam cu oki deschisi....ca viitorul poate suna binisor....Numai ai curaj ca om , sa te intrebi : " ce iti doresti anul asta , care va veni ? " , ai acces interzis la intrebare asta.....Cum dreaq sa te mai gandesti la stabilitate ,intr-o perioada plina de instabilitati ??? Cum dreaq sa fi calm , intr-o tara de disperati ???Cum dreaq sa te pui la casa ta , cand d'abia iti poti permite luxul de a trai , dupa o zi pe alta???....ps : Lumea devine trista, iar rasul o amintire placuta.....buna dispozitie un vis placut.....certurile si scandalurile la ordinea zilei.....in ce se transforma lumea noastra ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3589259835001148362?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3589259835001148362/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-speranta-unor-zile-mai-bune.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3589259835001148362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3589259835001148362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-speranta-unor-zile-mai-bune.html' title='In speranta unor zile mai bune....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQyMr7MLuPI/AAAAAAAAAds/zbQ_bMNji8M/s72-c/poze-romantica_avatare-cu-nori-4-150x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-6374192357344062154</id><published>2010-12-12T21:30:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:56:11.636+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dezamagirea unei mari iubiri....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQUo0w3aVtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/SWYDw0eSTKA/s1600/Casino%2BWallpaper%2B%252810%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549887002739627730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQUo0w3aVtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/SWYDw0eSTKA/s400/Casino%2BWallpaper%2B%252810%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce se intampla cand crezi ca esti sus,dar tu nici macar la jumatate nu esti ??? Ce se intampla atunci cand simti ca zbori , dar tu nici macar nu ai aripi???Ce se intampla atunci cand simti ca ai ceva si de fapt nu ai nimic??? Ce se intampla cu visele facute pana in acel moment , cu planurile , cu ideile, gandurile,etc???Cand toate astea incep sa devina reale, cand toate astea se transforma dintr-un cosmar urat in realitate, ca om nu exista durere mai mare, poate ceea pricinuita de pierderea unei fiinte dragi , dar parca tot nu se compara cu durerea provocata de dezamagirea in dragoste....Ma intrebam mai sus ce se intampla cu visele &amp;amp;company(ganduri, planuri ,idei) , se naruiesc , devin fum asemenea unui duh care iese dintr-o lampa...iese iti indeplineste trei dorinte si dintr-o data dispare....se transforma in fum....Poate ca asta inseamna dragostea, poate asta e farmecul ei....visele, sentimentele , jocul "ruletei rusesti" ai noroc esti fericit, nu ai noroc , suferi....etc.....Totul este in capul nostru....noi ne facem viata grea , dar si usoara....depinde cat ne implicam, cum ne implicam si cat de mult vrem sa riscam....Si dezamagirile astea au rolul lor in viata , ne aduc cu picioarele pe pamant, dar oare este corect ca un om sa aiba parte de mai multe dezamagiri intr-o viata , decat una singura? Oare D-zeu nu este prea dur cu el??? Cata suferinta sa poarte pe umeri un om???Cat poate sa duca ???Ps : De iubit este frumos, oricine duce dorul unei povesti de iubire...dar cand este vb de suferinta cu toti ne dam la o parte.....vrem numai bine ....nu ne place sa riscam.....dar dupa cum spuneam iubirea este cel mai periculos joc de noroc...cartile le face D-zeu...daca te afli la masa care trebuie ,pe locul care trebuie....poti fi "castigator.....daca nu ........pacat de tine.....tocmai esti LOSER-ul jocului....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-6374192357344062154?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/6374192357344062154/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/dezamagirea-unei-mari-iubiri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6374192357344062154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6374192357344062154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/dezamagirea-unei-mari-iubiri.html' title='Dezamagirea unei mari iubiri....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQUo0w3aVtI/AAAAAAAAAdk/SWYDw0eSTKA/s72-c/Casino%2BWallpaper%2B%252810%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3099217083689819672</id><published>2010-12-11T11:18:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:45:00.689+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Psihologi" cu tine....pt ei "praf"....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQUX5x6BdeI/AAAAAAAAAdU/qH7xqwDkbnM/s1600/efunny0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 389px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549868397220689378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQUX5x6BdeI/AAAAAAAAAdU/qH7xqwDkbnM/s400/efunny0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cat de naspa te simti , in momentul cand cineva iti deschide ochi asupra relatiei tale ....Tu ca pion principal , crezi ca te indrepti in directia buna a drumului vostru , insa cel care iti deschide oki iti demonstreaza live ca premizele dupa care iti construiesti "ceva-ul" tau, este de departe ce trebuie sau de ce se cauta....Suferinta cumplita , ganduri care te bantuie ,cosmaruri care nu te lasa sa dormi ..... sunt toate ingredientele unei vb aruncate in vant...unui sfat dat de o persoana care are "oki format"(parerea lui/ei).....E bine sa mai asculti in stanga si dreapta , dar sa sti cand sa faci asta , cum sa primesti mesajul , adik din ce postura si ce sa iei din "pontul" primit.....Am vazut si auzit cupluri care sau certat in urma unui astfel de mesaj , care a venit ori din partea cui nu trebuie , ori persoana care l-a primit a cedat psihic, adik mesajul si-a atins tinta perfect...Acesti "psihologi" de moment , acesti "critici" de relati dau sfaturi sau pareri , in urma experientelor lor....in speranta ca tu ,sa nu repeti aceasi greseala , sa nu ai de suferit la fel , etc.....Fiecare dintre noi , am fost pusi cel putin o data in viata , in postura de "sfatuitori" ...de fiecare data am incercat sa dam cei mai bun din noi , sa plece din noi mesajul cel mai bun pt cel care are nevoie de el....dar ce se intampla atunci cand la nervi , dai un sfat pe care nu-l gandesti , iar persoana care primeste sfatul chiar il pune in practica??? Ce vreau sa spun in tot rahatul asta incurcat de articol , este ca eu , aplec urechea la fiecare individ , ascult gandesc ...dar din mine pleaca finalul ....decizia finala......ideea care schimba sau nu ceva....ps : Cine ne da sfaturi cu adevarat....??? sunt ei "experti"???daca dau sfaturi de ce nu le merg lor bine sau de ce nu au ei o relatie ??? ......singurul prieten pt tine, esti doar tu....restul e can-can....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3099217083689819672?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3099217083689819672/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/orintare-o.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3099217083689819672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3099217083689819672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/orintare-o.html' title='&quot;Psihologi&quot; cu tine....pt ei &quot;praf&quot;....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQUX5x6BdeI/AAAAAAAAAdU/qH7xqwDkbnM/s72-c/efunny0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3158174863963844</id><published>2010-12-11T11:05:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T17:30:31.135+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Razboiul sexelor.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQTqcRlSA9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/dC_9-7JzpvI/s1600/220px-Yin_yang_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549818412304303058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQTqcRlSA9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/dC_9-7JzpvI/s400/220px-Yin_yang_svg.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toate emisiunile sunt pline cu aceasta intrebare , cu toti ne intrebam :" ce isi dorec femeile?" ....dar ce isi doresc barbati se intreaba cineva??? oare noi chiar trebuie sa fim dati la o parte....numai suntem egali acum??? Chestia asta cu egalitatea iese in evidenta , cand va victimizati singure ,in rest e doar o fraza simpla aruncata undeva ....in spatiu.....Te uiti in toate relatiile din oras , toate femeile considera ca merita mai mult ,desi ele la schimb nu ofera 100% din ce pot darui , sunt doar jumatati de masura , de frica de a nu pica de fraiere....Sunt tot felu de "arme" , cu care ambele sexe incearca sa castige acest "razboi", fiecare adjudecandusi cate o victorie, ici-colo , dar razboiul este departe de a fi castigat de vrunu.....Eu sunt undeva la jumate ,consider ca atat femeia cat si barbatul isi au fiecre ,rolul bine definit in viata asta ....am vazut si barbati gatind , am vazut si femei care practica culturismul , dar cand e vb de ceva dur auzi o voce care spune :" ce ma astepti , nu tu esti barbatul?".....Sunt fel si fel de avantaje, sut fe si fel de dezavantaje un singur lucru este cert....in fiecare zace un spirit de conducator....se va sfarsi vreodata razbiul? va castiga cinea vreodata??? sau ne vom tachina merue in felul asta??? ps : In spatele oricarui barbat puternic se afla o femeie puternica...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2686581836849897141-3158174863963844?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3158174863963844/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/razboiul-sexelor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3158174863963844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3158174863963844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/razboiul-sexelor.html' title='Razboiul sexelor.....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQTqcRlSA9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/dC_9-7JzpvI/s72-c/220px-Yin_yang_svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-8640537691074478432</id><published>2010-12-09T18:30:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T11:50:23.135+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Virusuri" din prezent...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQSa1kypwiI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Npujt4nLmgU/s1600/Pinochio_mici.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549730886027166242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQSa1kypwiI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Npujt4nLmgU/s400/Pinochio_mici.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vad mereu cum DREPTATEA si ADEVARUL , sunt doua lucruri descoperite parca de un nebun , au fost descoperite se pare de un visator ,care visa cum in lumea lui....se merge pe aceste doua desprinderi ale simtului uman....dar in realitate este total invers...MINCIUNA SI INSELACIUNEA ...sunt puse la mare rang...in comportamentul fiecarui cetatean al acestei tari.....Se pare ca mintim si inselam datorita saraciei , fiecare dintre noi avem un"Iuda" in noi , foarte bine dezvoltat.....Peste tot si oriunde , in lumea , dam de caractere infecte care nu stiu cum sa triseze , sa minta si sa insele....primul lucru care il au in cap este "negativ"...cum sa iasa in castig....dupa care vin si celelalte ganduri cele "pozitive".... Multi mintim sa ne facem "rotunzi" , pt multi minciuna este o boala fara leac , desi persoane "infestate" au mult de pierdut ,pt multi a inseala e un mod de a trai , pt multi o inselaciune noua este o noua provocare de a-si arata ca poate trece si peste acel hop, ca este mai smecher decat persoana "intepata"....Cum minciuna are picioare scurte , cum fiecare pervers isi gaseste mereu nasu...si cum in final mereu binele triumfa....totul se pare ca are rezolvare ,dar pana isi gasesc rezolvare, multe persoane au de suferit....ps : sa fi "om" este un lucru foarte mare, in zilele noastre.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-8640537691074478432?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/8640537691074478432/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/virusuri-din-prezent.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8640537691074478432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/8640537691074478432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/virusuri-din-prezent.html' title='&quot;Virusuri&quot; din prezent...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TQSa1kypwiI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Npujt4nLmgU/s72-c/Pinochio_mici.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-6789275113892843022</id><published>2010-12-08T18:50:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T19:09:41.843+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zile  intregi  fara  tine....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TP-7zaSpmVI/AAAAAAAAAc8/iwewP7LjiL8/s1600/poza%2B267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548359757849008466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TP-7zaSpmVI/AAAAAAAAAc8/iwewP7LjiL8/s400/poza%2B267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma simt pierdut in spatiu si timp , mi-e dor de tine puternic....Sunt atatea lucruri care vreau sa ti spun , sa-ti transmit mesaje de la inima , "eu" fiind un fel de posta....Daca tip ca mi-e dor de tine , deranjez pe cineva???...MI-E DOR DE TINE))))))))))....parca imi imaginez cum a cazut zapada de pe varfurile muntiilor....Sunt atatea zile in care , atatea "te iubesc-uri" mor in mine si eu ma consum pt ca desi ti le spun noaptea , nu pot sa le spun cand vreau , cum vreau...nu isi mai regasesc sclipierea de pe zi.....Insemni mult pr mine, insemni poate exagerat....nu vreau sa-mi imaginez postura cand ne despartim...doare.... doar simplu gand....dar gestul in sine....Stau si ma gandesc ce ar fi insemnat daca te-as fi dus acasa in fiecare seara???As fi castigat minute bune in compania ta....asa.....simt ca din cauza oboseli , am pierdut momente care nu le mai pot avea...orice as face.....simt ca am creat o prapastie intre noi...imi place sa-i spun "timp mort"...deoarece atunci cand nu sunt in compania ta , ma simt rece,ma simt fara vlaga,ca un cadavru...si odata cu aparitia ta totul prinde viata...iar eu devin viu....inima incpe sa ticaie.....in ritm dat de iubire....PS : astea sunt momente grele atat pt tine cat si pt mine....insa sti prea bine de ce "lipsesc".....sper sa ma "invoiesti"...nu sa ma inlocuiesti...;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-6789275113892843022?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/6789275113892843022/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/zile-intregi-fara-tine.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6789275113892843022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6789275113892843022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/zile-intregi-fara-tine.html' title='Zile  intregi  fara  tine....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TP-7zaSpmVI/AAAAAAAAAc8/iwewP7LjiL8/s72-c/poza%2B267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-3030522977998312595</id><published>2010-12-05T10:03:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T11:05:15.376+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ziua mea.....mai  mult  pt  ea !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPtVnNjoySI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2_w6h4meSA0/s1600/r001-132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547121498179291426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPtVnNjoySI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2_w6h4meSA0/s400/r001-132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe 25 noiembrie a fost ziua mea , de nastere....si obisnuit ca in fiecare an , sa numai sper la ceva "nou" sau schimbat , am ajuns sa fiu resemnat ca va fi o zi ca oricare alta.....Venind ziua cu pricina , intradevar mai resemnat ca mine nu era nimeni, insa iubita mea era foarte marcata de faptul ca ziua mea nu este "speciala", era "indurerata" ca nici macar tata nu a venit sa-mi spuna un simplu "la multi ani"....in sinea mea , acest lucru era ceva obisnuit, insa ea a resimtit o durere de parca totul i se intampla ei....am simtit live , ca intradevar ma iubeste ,pt a cata oara !!! Odata cu maturizarea asta imputita , vezi si lucrurie mai negre ale vieti , vezi cum tot ce este plin de sentiment se vestejeste si doare, vezi cum din ceva roz, in 5 min se transforma in gri....si tot asa.....Am fost indiferent la tot ce sa intamplat toata ziua respectiva, la toate cadourile neprimite , la toate urarile neprimite...insa nu am putut sa nu remarc durerea ei...a fost o durere care ma pus pe ganduri.....imi aduceam aminte cand ma gandeam si eu la zilele onomastice cu entuziastm.....acum le vad zile obisnuite....ceva ce face parte din rutina zilnica....si toate astea pt ca am avut asteptari mari atunci, am fost dezamagit si dezamagire dupa dezamagire , am ajuns sa fiu "rece" la tot ce inseamna sentiment placut.....ps : Sunt ca un copil care a flat ca nu exista Mos Craciun....e o veste dezamagitoare....dar face copilul respeciv....sa nu il mai astepte la anu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-3030522977998312595?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/3030522977998312595/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/ziua-meamai-mult-pt-ea.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3030522977998312595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/3030522977998312595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/12/ziua-meamai-mult-pt-ea.html' title='Ziua mea.....mai  mult  pt  ea !!!'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPtVnNjoySI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2_w6h4meSA0/s72-c/r001-132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-4957790703115048542</id><published>2010-11-29T11:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:48:44.648+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Povestea lor,scrisa de mine....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPN0tc4OEtI/AAAAAAAAAb8/MwqFuyeOc3c/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544903890418143954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPN0tc4OEtI/AAAAAAAAAb8/MwqFuyeOc3c/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am intalnit aseara , un cuplu dupa care sunt topit.....imi plac amandoi la nebunie...Pe el il cheama Fane si pe ea Lili.....Aceste doua personaje care formeaza un "tot"....sunt impreuna de 4 ani....insa se potrivesc atat de bine incat zici ca au 44 de ani....el comic, ea zambitoare mereu....sunt niste prieteni pe care nu ai voie sa-i pierzi....si daca tosusi o faci inseamna ca la tine e problema ....la ei nu are cum a fie....sunt lipiciosi, sunt ce vreti voi...pt ca orice cuvant pozitiv....ei cu siguranta il indeplinesc....De 2 ani de zile traiesc amandoi sub acelasi acoperis , asta v-o spun ca sa vedeti cat de mult se iubesc si sa salivati dupa diminetile lor petrecute impreuna....In oras nu sunt considerati smecheri ,sunt considerati un cuplu la locul lor, care nu deranjeaza nici o musca....sunt atat de finuti incat te ung la inima.....Lili este deschisa mereu la o discutie, un suflet cald si primitor la orice ora....desi are bani .....nu se simte acest lucru intr-o discutie avuta cu ea...un caracter cum rar mai vezi in zilele noastre.....Fane este prietenul tuturor, de cand il cunosc nu imi aduc aminte sa fi jicnit pe cineva sau sa aibe vreo altercatie cu cineva....e la locul lui..un baiat de milioane....Din tot ce v-am povestit pana acum despre ei doi...cum sa nu tanjesti dupa "ceva-ul" lor...inseamna ca ori nu ai inima ori nu esti normal....ps : Felicitarile mele sincere, pt tot ceati creat impreuna,pt "ceva-ul" vostru si pt ce vaurma....Sa va ajute Dumnezeu sa nu aveti greutati in viata , sa traiti impreuna mult timp , pt ca sunteti un model....ca.....chiar se poate daca vrei cu adevarat.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4957790703115048542?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4957790703115048542/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/povestea-lorscrisa-de-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4957790703115048542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4957790703115048542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/povestea-lorscrisa-de-mine.html' title='Povestea lor,scrisa de mine....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPN0tc4OEtI/AAAAAAAAAb8/MwqFuyeOc3c/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-647432467125741323</id><published>2010-11-29T10:57:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:17:50.726+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oare sa fi tu salvarea...???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPNvuBaDIrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5nBYdvOTULE/s1600/www_sexyvip_ro__1270458183_299844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544898402665570994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPNvuBaDIrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5nBYdvOTULE/s400/www_sexyvip_ro__1270458183_299844.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inca de la prima intersectare a privirilor am simtit ceva diferit, am si scris in blog-ul asta chestia asta....dar aseara daca eram mai "necopt" ma indragosteam....Imi placea cum ma priveai, imi placea cum ma mangaiai, imi placea saruturile cu tine.....dar cel mai mult mi-au placut imbratisarile....parca eram amandoi d'acolo.....eram exact ce ne trebuia unul pt celalalt ,in momentul cel mai potrivit.....Am inceput cu dreptul si nu pot decat sa ma bucur ,am inceput ca nimeni alti....suntem plini de entuziastm si plini de fericirea de a petrece timpul unul cu altul....Avem multe de petrecut, vine Craciunul ,vine Revelionul....cand este nemaipomenit sa le petreci cu o persoana speciala....afla ca esti speciala pt mine, momentele petrecute cu tine te indica sa fi speciala.....Fiecare gest , fiecare chestie....este altfel cu tine ,incerc sa-mi dau seama ce ai diferit....si ma faci iar sa te plac.....nu ma asteptam sa primesc mesaj d e la tine azi de dimineatza....m-ai surprins placut....PS : ma asteptam sa fie mai greu....dar tu ai facut totul sa para floare la ureche....articol dedicat pt un caracter minunat MIHAELA mea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-647432467125741323?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/647432467125741323/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/oare-sa-fi-tu-salvarea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/647432467125741323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/647432467125741323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/oare-sa-fi-tu-salvarea.html' title='Oare sa fi tu salvarea...???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPNvuBaDIrI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5nBYdvOTULE/s72-c/www_sexyvip_ro__1270458183_299844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-5880418826733963214</id><published>2010-11-29T00:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T01:00:06.269+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In sfarsit....momentul  "0"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPLe8ORWQuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Qd5kYdHaZLI/s1600/peisaj-de-toamna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544739217450877666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPLe8ORWQuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Qd5kYdHaZLI/s400/peisaj-de-toamna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In sfarsit am luat decizia sa o iau de la "0" cu cineva.....mi-a trebuit mult timp sa ajung la aceasta decizie...si plus de asta....o persoana care sa ma impinga de la spate....Am hotarat amandoi (eu si ea) sa incepem ceva .....un "ceva" lipsit de implicare si libertate deplina....e un inceput pe care il vreau, un inceput de care am nevoie...si un inceput in care cred.....Inca din start as vrea sa schimb unele lucruri la mine....unele treburi pe care le simt in plus....un plus care facea diferenta in trecut....SPERANTE : la capitolul sperante...am un singur punct....sper sa ajung cu relatia asta unde nu am ajuns cu nimeni.....departe.....VISE : sa-mi pot vedea partile negative si sa le corectez inainte de a fi prea tarziu.....PLANURI :...nu-mi mai fac....sunt satul pana peste cap.....VOINTA DIN MINE : spune ca Dumnezeu , acolo sus ma iubeste si nu ma va lasa asa.....in prezentul mizer...PREZENT : ....sunt sub "0"...insa cu gandul ca totul va fi bine...VIITOR : ...sa-mi intemeiez o familie....ps : sper ca ti-a placut....articol cu dediactie pt scumpa mea MIHAELA....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-5880418826733963214?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/5880418826733963214/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-sfarsitmomentul-0.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5880418826733963214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5880418826733963214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-sfarsitmomentul-0.html' title='In sfarsit....momentul  &quot;0&quot;'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPLe8ORWQuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Qd5kYdHaZLI/s72-c/peisaj-de-toamna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1135533834630063721</id><published>2010-11-28T23:57:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T00:41:36.671+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Captiv in  trecut....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPLalDXLJdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/EIPRpqwYTNQ/s1600/_MG_24093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544734421339022802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPLalDXLJdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/EIPRpqwYTNQ/s400/_MG_24093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am inceput sa scriu pe blog-ul asta , in speranta ca greselile mele, nu vor fi repetate si de alti....in articolul asta as vrea sa scriu despre tot ce inseamna respetul meu fata de pers cu care am stat ....Am 26 de ani .....si am crezut ca sunt destept , cale stiu pe toate ....dar in seara asta am inteles multe kesti legate de trecutul meu....de cand am inceput sa am iubite pana acum....Am fost un "prost"....prost pt ca am respectat fiecare relatie ..... si prin respectul asta am inteles sa nu imi fac o relatie imediat dupa ce am terminat-o pe anterioara...si uite asa m-am inchis in mine....asa am crezut eu ca arat respect.....stateam singur cuc , in casa.....in tot timpul asta ma indepartam de prieteni....iar cei de varsta mea isi vedeau de viata lor...in timp ce eu eram captiv in timp...pt mine timpul era oprit in loc.....Si uite asa dupa 3-4 relati de lunga durata....am avut proasta inspiratie sa cred ca sunt matur....dar eram pe departe imatur.....Din cauza experientelor eram "calit".....dar nu matur.....Am ajuns in prezent...un prezent in care sunt ca o fantoma a propirei vieti....sunt ca un calator singur in gara...asteptand un nou tren.....o noua sansa de care sa profit......dar astept de mult timp....si in zare nu se vede nici un tren......Sunt deceptionat datorita varstei...sunt deceptionat datorita faptuui ca cei de varsta mea au famili, copii....in timp ce eu am fost prea "orb" ....eram prea iubaret.....Singurul regret pe care-l am este ca nu mi-am vazut de viata....am stat si am privit vietile altora si am uitat sa mi-o traiesc pe a mea....Imi place sa cred ca m-am trezit , imi place sa cred ca am castigat ceva in seara asta....am castigat realitatea , pe care alti au castigat-o mai de tineri.....mi-e mi-au trebuit 26 de ani sa o vad, simt,traiesc.........ps : Nu am nimic cu nici o fata cu care am stat.....doar regret respectul pe care i l-am purtat....eu l-am inteles altfel...in timp ce voi va vedeati de viata....fraieru era captiv in tmp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1135533834630063721?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1135533834630063721/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/captiv-in-trecut.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1135533834630063721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1135533834630063721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/captiv-in-trecut.html' title='Captiv in  trecut....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPLalDXLJdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/EIPRpqwYTNQ/s72-c/_MG_24093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-7689981152599809519</id><published>2010-11-28T14:06:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T14:28:56.245+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cand farmecul iubiri dispare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPJLApMmpdI/AAAAAAAAAbU/52LRWovRyco/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 386px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544576565677303250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPJLApMmpdI/AAAAAAAAAbU/52LRWovRyco/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cand farmecul iubiri dispare , ramai gol...ramai precum o tara care tocmai a fost bombardata si e in recostructie....a trecut bombardamentul si acum orasul incearca sa redevina ce a fost....e greu , dar cu ajutor....acel oras va avea o nou fata.....Imi place sa ma joc cu cuvintele , imi place sa fac comparati ...dar nu imi place sa ma joc cu mine insumi...imi place sa tratez fiecare lucru aparut nou cu maxima de atentie....imi place sa cred ca dupa orice "cutremur" din viata mea , am ravenit si mai puternic....Impins de la spate de o prietena , imi place sa cred ca am gasit drumul catre"iesirea" din "greu"....de fiecar data cand a cazut ea , am fost acolo langa ea....si acum a tinut mortis sa fie si ea prezenta aici...langa mine....Tin sa-i multumesc pe aceasta cale si sa-i transmit ca poate sa conteze pe mine , de cate ori va fi cazul....De fiecare data cand "cadem" , e foarte bine sa avem un prieten langa noi...am simtit asta pe pielea mea aseara, cad planurile mele erau de stat in casa si afundat in ganduri, planuri, amitiri...a venit ea....si a spus :" GATA!!! E TIMPUL SA TE DISTREZI!!!".....Aceasta persoana mi-a deschis ochi.....viata nu-i chiar asa de a dreaq...e chiar usoara....doar trebuie sa sti sa ti-o modelezi......ps : iti multumesc pt ceea ce esti si pt cea ce faci...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-7689981152599809519?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/7689981152599809519/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/cand-farmecul-iubiri-dispare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7689981152599809519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7689981152599809519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/cand-farmecul-iubiri-dispare.html' title='Cand farmecul iubiri dispare...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPJLApMmpdI/AAAAAAAAAbU/52LRWovRyco/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-7617859527748511011</id><published>2010-11-28T11:30:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T11:58:27.252+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Un simplu  look...dragoste la prima vedere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPIm4KOMlnI/AAAAAAAAAa8/M-N6rKreONQ/s1600/image_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544536837504931442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPIm4KOMlnI/AAAAAAAAAa8/M-N6rKreONQ/s400/image_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daca nu eram  realist, puteam sa jur ca m-am indragostit...mi-am intersectat privirea cu o persoana de sex feminin....si cred ca ne-a placut amandorura...nici unu dintre noi nu ne-am dezlipit ochi o perioda buna de timp, de pe celalalt....A fost o "chestie" frumoasa....ceva ce te face sa te simti special....parca ne hipnotizam....In toata nebunia de aseara, parca eram numai noi doi....parca restul putea sa se destrame in jurul nostru...noi ne lasam purtati de val....nu mi sa mai intamplat acest lucru niciodata....a fost mult prea frumos sa nu-mi aduc aminte daca mai retraisem acest "val" de plutire.....Sunt destul de mare sa inteeg , ca a fost doar un "look" si ca sentimentele ar trebui sa vina treptat cu cunoasterea...dar daca aseara ne-am indragostit??? Nu cred in dragoste la prima vedere si cu cele intamplate aseara as putea , din nestinta, sa spun ca exista....am trait-o si eu....dar nus sigur...o sa las timpul sa decida intre mine si ea.....pana atunci las vorbele sa curga pe mess .....Poate nu sunt pregatit sa o iau cu cineva de la inceput , dar daca stau si ma gandesc : cand as fi 100% pregatit ??? Sa fiu sincer nu as spune "nu" unui ceva nebunesc .....ps : e minunat sa poti incerca lucruri noi ....conteaza doar sa nu te implici...pt ca nu sti finalul....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-7617859527748511011?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/7617859527748511011/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7617859527748511011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/7617859527748511011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='Un simplu  look...dragoste la prima vedere'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPIm4KOMlnI/AAAAAAAAAa8/M-N6rKreONQ/s72-c/image_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-106423042187924271</id><published>2010-11-28T10:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:22:32.353+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In sfarsit m-am distrat....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPIROrwgsgI/AAAAAAAAAas/-STxvimXpDc/s1600/www_sexyvip_ro__1174468565_827386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544513035208536578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPIROrwgsgI/AAAAAAAAAas/-STxvimXpDc/s400/www_sexyvip_ro__1174468565_827386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aseara,dupa mult timp de cugetat, am iesit in oras cu gandul sa ma distrez....Pana aici nimic nou , era sambata seara doar, impreuna cu mai multi amici si amice, am plecat spre alta comuna de la noi din judet, cu gandul bine stbilit sa facem chef....Am plecat 3 masini din Oltenita si odata ajunsi la destinatie , atmosfera din aceea discoteca te indurma sa intri si tu, in aceasi stare ca petrecareti ....Dupa mult timp am simtit ce inseamna sa fi din nou distrat, am simtit ca daca lasi problemele la usa discoteci , daca vrei cu adearat sa te distrezi....poti sa o faci....M-am simtit ca la 20 de ani , a fost o seara in care lautari si-au facut meseria , pahrele s-au golit cu repeziciune, iar noi .....gasca din Oltenita , am fost la inaltime....Pt mine a reprezentat mult, a fost o seara plina cu de toate.....sper sa fie un nou inceput, prea ma babacisem....mi-a placut atmosfera si sper sa o repetam sambata viitoare.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-106423042187924271?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/106423042187924271/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-sfarsit-m-am-distrat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/106423042187924271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/106423042187924271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-sfarsit-m-am-distrat.html' title='In sfarsit m-am distrat....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TPIROrwgsgI/AAAAAAAAAas/-STxvimXpDc/s72-c/www_sexyvip_ro__1174468565_827386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-837508234079850344</id><published>2010-11-24T19:33:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T19:56:47.560+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E  bine  sa fi ....."scolit"???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TO1R13MTfaI/AAAAAAAAAak/fk1nd0LXgVY/s1600/Avatare%2BComuniste%2BCCCP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543176702153424290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TO1R13MTfaI/AAAAAAAAAak/fk1nd0LXgVY/s400/Avatare%2BComuniste%2BCCCP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vorbesc cu cineva pe mess , despre aceasta "scoala de corectie" pe care uni o au , iar alti incerca sa si-o dobandeasca....Si stau si ma gandes este bine sa fi "uns cu toate "alifiile"? Pun intrebarea asta , pt ca impreuna cu partenerul meu de conversatie , am ajuns la concluzia ca : sa fi "scolit" necesita sa-ti mearga mintea....foarte repede si non-stop.....deci te obosesti psihic....dar ce facem cand ne trebuie aceasta scoala si nu o avem "absolvita"???Deci cum o dai nu-i bine!!!!.....Intradevar traim intr-o "jungla", unde fiecare castig este obtinut daca esti smeker , pervers sau puternic...si aceasta "scoala" este un plus peste tot ce ai ...cum ar veni un surplus...un castig.....in balanta cu adversarul tau.....A fi scolit , nu inseamna a fi pervers...este un cuvant prea "fortat"....ci mai degraba...un pic mai destept decat adversarul tau de "lupta". Noi popoarele astea mai sarace , gandim asa din cauza saraciei...din dorinta de a ne insusi cat mai mult....sa scapam din saracia asta nesimtita care ne bantuie....Cunosc fete "scolite" , cunosc baieti "scoliti".....si ciudatenia este ca nici un element din aceste doua "clase sociale" nu se intalnesc vreodata UNUL CU CELALALT.....se resping ca doi poli , cu aceasi sarcini.....si daca totusi inevitabilul se produce....si se intalnesc.....isi recunosc imediat adversarul ...dupa miros...gust.....si de c e nu....gesturi....Traim vremuri periculoase in care "absolvi " aceasta scoala fara sa iti dai seama ....o parcurgi prin evenimentele de zi cu zi din viata fiecarui individ.....viata ne-o preda.....Ps : Nu e bine sa fi prost...dar nici prea destept....trebuie sa fi un om calculat...mereu cu picioarele pe pamant....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-837508234079850344?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/837508234079850344/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-bine-sa-fi-scolit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/837508234079850344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/837508234079850344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-bine-sa-fi-scolit.html' title='E  bine  sa fi .....&quot;scolit&quot;???'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TO1R13MTfaI/AAAAAAAAAak/fk1nd0LXgVY/s72-c/Avatare%2BComuniste%2BCCCP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1279745234700586791</id><published>2010-11-23T17:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T17:21:15.552+02:00</updated><title type='text'>M-am saturat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOvb55IUK8I/AAAAAAAAAac/m34YB90etXo/s1600/Masina_neincrederii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542765554044251074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOvb55IUK8I/AAAAAAAAAac/m34YB90etXo/s400/Masina_neincrederii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;M-am saturat ca la varsta mea sa stau s a te astept , am avut multa rabdare cu tine si dupa un an aveam aceleasi chesti intre noi...si eu imi doresc mai mult....M-am saturat sa te inteleg..m-am saturat sa am rabdare...m-am saturat de "astia"....m-am saturat pana peste cap de tot , ce reprezinta povestea cu tine....Poate crezi ca sunt cam dur in exprimare , dar este exact ceea ce simt in momentul de fata, daca ti-as spune altceva as fi un fals, un prefacut...asa ca iti spun : GATA!!! ...Daca ne-am impaca ar merge pana data viitoare cand am relua cu aceleasi certuri, aceleasi faze, aceleasi chesti....de data asta numai vreau ,vreau ceva diferit, numai accept, numai suport....Avem fiecare viata in fata, avem fiecare drumuri diferite, avem fiecare sansa lui de a merge mai departe....stiu suna dureros...dar ce sa fac...sa ma consum mereu, putin cate putin???...las de la mine.....arunc eu manusa ca la box.....De azi nu-ti mai raspund la telefoane, nu te mai caut , iti dau ignore de pe mess, iti restrictionez apelurile....toate astea pt ca vreau sa iau o decizie cu viata mea....vreu un nou inceput ...asa nu se mai poate....asa numai vreau, prea mult stres pt o relatie care nu are nici un viitor....Ramas bun !!!! ps : ciorba reincalzita...intradevar....numai are acelasi gust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1279745234700586791?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1279745234700586791/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/m-am-saturat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1279745234700586791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1279745234700586791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/m-am-saturat.html' title='M-am saturat...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOvb55IUK8I/AAAAAAAAAac/m34YB90etXo/s72-c/Masina_neincrederii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-5816938617275319289</id><published>2010-11-21T04:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T04:44:27.562+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce lipseste ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOiHf6nEwXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/udy2py3yJcI/s1600/gauri-in-asfalt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541828323858235762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOiHf6nEwXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/udy2py3yJcI/s400/gauri-in-asfalt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De un an de zile duc o lupta cu soarta , cu mine , cu ea(cu Roxana) , cu viata....si cand consideram ca le-am trecut cu brio ....mai vine un "hop"....si uite asa nu avem niciodata liniste....Intotdeauna este prea putin, intotdeuna este loc de mai bine, intotdeauna exista comentari la gesturile fiecaruia, intotdeuna parca le punem cu mana tot sa nu fie bine....si ne-am cam saturat amandoi...ne-am plictisit de acelasi cd-u....ne-am saturat sa cadem jos , desi avem sentimente care ne recomanda ca cuplu....Am crezut la inceput ca , comunicarea este cheia succesului...si n-a fost sa fie....am crezut ca implicarea face "uneala" mai "uneala"....si tot asa.....Avem si noi , ca fiecare cuplu , problemele noastre...nu sarim din tipar....dar suntem amandoi mereu , ca exista loc de mai bine ...de mai perfect...Iti par rau cand treci pe strada si vezi un cuplu care nu au nici ceea mai mica legatura , unul cu altul , si tu sti ca te iubesti cu "fiint ta" la greu ...si tot degeaba.....Nervi , stres , draci , spume....se aduna....pana intr-o clipa.....cand totul se va rezuma la fraza batraneasca : " Il\o iubesc dar numai vreau si numai pot"....Desi dam 100%din noi...tot nu este de ajuns...si ma intreb :"oare ce lipseste?...ce tot lipseste, d e nu este bine si de data asta? "...ma simt ca unu care astupa o groapa si langa el se formeaza alta groapa imediat si de fiecare data acelasi lucru se repeta si niciodata nu termin de muncit....ps : Am ajuns sa ma gandesc , daca mi-ar fi mai bine singur...fara atatea ganduri, fara atatea resentimente...dar totodata nu imi vine sa ma dau batut....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-5816938617275319289?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/5816938617275319289/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/ce-lipseste.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5816938617275319289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/5816938617275319289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/ce-lipseste.html' title='Ce lipseste ?'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOiHf6nEwXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/udy2py3yJcI/s72-c/gauri-in-asfalt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-619868859583245091</id><published>2010-11-20T07:49:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T08:53:27.056+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Momente  care  te  "misca"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOdwY-PccxI/AAAAAAAAAaM/0c7FtNZcoGs/s1600/72076_lacrimi_de_inger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541521440829633298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOdwY-PccxI/AAAAAAAAAaM/0c7FtNZcoGs/s400/72076_lacrimi_de_inger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In speranta ca , acest blog nu va deveni un blog al melancoliei definitiv....as vrea sa-mi pun in acest articol momentele traite ieri .....Din dorinta de a iesi din anonimat , din dorinta sa facem un lucru bun , din dorinta de a "cinsti" persoane dragi noua , care numai sunt printre noi....am hotarat (eu si iubita mea) ieri sa mergem, sa aprindem o lumanare , pt rude , prieteni , cunostinte... ZIS SI FCUT !!! Cum am intrat in cimitir , m-a cumprins o stare de mila, o stare de neliniste, o stare de pierdere in amintiri...Ma uitam in jur fiecare persoana de acolo avea "povestea " lui\ei : uni au "incetat" sa mai fie in urma unui inec, alti in urma accidentelor de masini , alti in urma unor boli incurabile....uni sau "dus" tineri ,alti batrani.....mare durere ce "intra" in corpul meu , odata cu revederea vechilor prieteni care isi gaseau "somnul de veci" acolo....Imi imaginam pe moment , cum ma primesc cu bucurie "in casa " lor....imi imaginam ca sunt bucurosi ca primesc vizita unuia care nu i-a uitat....si poate nu dadeau un"ban" pe mine cat erau in viata....dar au suferit destul , nu se cuvine sa-i mai critic si eu....Pe masura ce ii "vizitam" imi aduceam aminte razand de toate amintirile legate de ei , cu fiecare in parte....stau si ma gandesc ca amintirile cu ei inca sunt vii....pt uni dintre noi, aceste persoane inca sunt vii...parca inca le asteptam.....si este atat de dureroasa asteptarea asta, incat durerea provocata de ea ...este sfasietoare.....Sunt atatea de spus , atatea de zis....ce inseamna o viata de om...cat de sensibila este....cat de mult trebuie pretuita....acum o ai si iti bati joc de ea.....acum nu o mai ai.....si plangi in nefinta dupa ea......Ma uitam la cei tineri , au plecat fara sa cunoasca semnificatia cuvintelor care te implinesc ca om : MAMA SI TATA......Au plecat atat de tineri dintre noi , incat nu au trait nici macar "elementarul" in viata asta....si te gandesti imediat....daca viata asta este "dreapta"....Din tot ce am "trait" ieri , acasa am ajuns cu un mare "off".....nu stiu sa-l descriu 100%...si ma doare ca nu pun punctul pe "i"....este un "off" care simt ca a schimbat undeva in mine, "ceva".....probabil a maturizat starile unui copil....in cele ale unui om matur....probabil am simtit cat de importanta este viata....ps : Am invatat lecti de la viata ieri....am invatat de la "ei" care numai sunt.....am simtit si invatat ca trebuie sa dau mai multa valoare semenilor mei atunci cand acestia inca mai sunt in viata.......pe urma degeaba o mai fac......nimic nu-i mai aduce inapoi.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-619868859583245091?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/619868859583245091/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/momente-care-te-misca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/619868859583245091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/619868859583245091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/momente-care-te-misca.html' title='Momente  care  te  &quot;misca&quot;...'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOdwY-PccxI/AAAAAAAAAaM/0c7FtNZcoGs/s72-c/72076_lacrimi_de_inger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-4367088889416815389</id><published>2010-11-17T11:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:43:10.431+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Am incercat....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOOxt7aixdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xH0ixvVG-S0/s1600/32989_carte_gigantica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540467369197094354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOOxt7aixdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xH0ixvVG-S0/s400/32989_carte_gigantica.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am incercat sa te iubesc cum am stiut eu mai bine...si cu ce m-am ales??? am incerat sa fi prioritatea mea , in viata asta....si cu ce m-am ales??? am incercat sa ii "spal" imaginea ....si cu ce m-am ales???am incercat sa te tin departe de ispetele jegoase ale vieti...si cu ce m-am ales???am incercat sa te tin in brate ,desi toti imi spuneau sa nu ma propi de tine....si cu ce m-am ales??? am incercat sa iubesc o "roxana" pura...exact cum ai fi vrut u sa fi iubita....si cu ce m-am ales???....Daca sta cineva sa citeasca frazele astea ar putea sa spuna ca sunt materialist....dar eu nu ma refer la "obtinerea " unui "ceva" material.....eu ma refer ca as fi vrut sa am parte de tine....as fi vrut sa te am ca jumatate...as fi vrut sa te "smulg" din prezentul mizerabil si sa te duc intr-un viitor....minunat...sa formam.....ceea ce este ravnit de toti locuitori acestei planete....UN CUPLU !!! Am avut parte numai de "faramite" dintr-o"paine intreaga".....am avut doar ce vroiai tu sa avem...am avut pt sentimentele pe care le avem si le-am avut...prea putin....cam ce a putut sa iti curga tie printre degete.....E trist si dureros cum .....soarta era pregatita sa ne accepte , in sfarsit.....si acum nu ne mai acceptam noi....unul pe celalalt .....ps : ....SI TOTUSI ASA CUM A FOST....TE-AM IUBIT....SI INCA O MAI FAC....DAR NU MA MAI POT MULTUMI CU CE VREI TU...ADICA CU PUTIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-4367088889416815389?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/4367088889416815389/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/am-incercat.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4367088889416815389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/4367088889416815389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/am-incercat.html' title='Am incercat....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TOOxt7aixdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xH0ixvVG-S0/s72-c/32989_carte_gigantica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-6215158892671242826</id><published>2010-11-01T11:37:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:58:35.101+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentul  "O"....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM6PQr4GW-I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ly-_D8vRU7w/s1600/777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534518508903619554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM6PQr4GW-I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ly-_D8vRU7w/s400/777.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM6OaZX0DdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/KRq_5vbUFFw/s1600/foto_40331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 60px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534517576223428050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM6OaZX0DdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/KRq_5vbUFFw/s400/foto_40331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cu siguranta , cam toti avem de ales in viata asta....cam toti ajungem la un moment dat intr-o intersectie de drumuri....cam toti ne punem si gandim problema , in asa fel inkat sa iesim cat mai bine si cat mai in profit.....Mereu decizile pe care le luam , ne afecteza viata ...bune sau rele sunt 100%proiectate ,desenate si acceptate de creierul nostru.....Am ajuns si eu , la o asemenea "intersetie"....si sincer nu stiu ce sa fac...nu stiu incotro.....ce consecinte vor avea decizile mele...doar timpul poate sa spuna....Nu imi este teama de "necunoscut", de multe ori m-am avantat cu capul inainte desi nu stiam ce va fi "dincolo"....tocmai de asta , vreu sa gandesc problema de acum...foarte bine....incep sa inclin urekea...incep sa ma informez....incep sa am anumite deprinderi , pe care inainte nu le aveam.....Vreau sa am un moment "o"....un moment zero , care sa "stearga" cu buretele , tot ce am facut eu pana acum....un moment in urma caruia , cuvantul greseala s a numai existe , un moment care sa fie echilibrul meu , in viata asta......Problema este ca , atunci cand ajungi intr-un moment ca asta , trebuie sa lasi in urma tot....persoanele din jur , amintiri ,etc....si e greu....parca prea te rupi de tot....intr-un scurt timp.....si ruperea asta , atrage dupa ea ....o durere foarte mare.....dar un moment zero pot avea doar caracterele puternice, care stiu ce vor de la viata....si normal isi asuma si consecintele....ps : Imi va fi dor de voi......dar am nevoie de schimbarea asta.....&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/2686581836849897141-6215158892671242826?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/6215158892671242826/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/momentul-o.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6215158892671242826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/6215158892671242826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/momentul-o.html' title='Momentul  &quot;O&quot;....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM6PQr4GW-I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Ly-_D8vRU7w/s72-c/777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-1406402938418409371</id><published>2010-11-01T11:10:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:31:12.812+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Multipla personalitate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM6H79HGotI/AAAAAAAAAZk/8dRc2yck2Vs/s1600/state_de_romania_1255948274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534510456171307730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM6H79HGotI/AAAAAAAAAZk/8dRc2yck2Vs/s400/state_de_romania_1255948274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De ce dreaq refuzam  sa vedem realitatea???Sa o acceptam???Ma uit la uni care simt si cred , in adancul sufletelor lor, ca detin absolut totul desre viata asta....sunt atat de destepti , incat daca se chinuiesc putin pot rezolva misterul "TRIUNGHIUL BERMUDELOR"...CEL PUTIN ASA CRED EI !!! Te uiti la uni , ei sunt "praf" din orice punct de vedere dar se cred psihologi , intelectuali , istorici, geografi ,etc....Te bufneste rasul cand ii vezi atat de hotarati , te bufneste rasul cand ii vezi  ca ei au mereu dreptate , te uimesc cand ii vezi ca se implica in toate si fac prapad tot....Intradevar este democratie, trebuie fiecare cetatean al aceastei tari sa fie lasat in "lumea lui" , dar ce se intampla cand persoana mi sus mentionata este persoana de langa tine ???Persoana pe care tu o iubesti , persoana pt  care  ajungi sa-ti para rau , ca ai crezut in ceva gen "FATA MORGANA"....E dureros sa suferi in "tine" datorita  chestilor astora, este dureros sa nu poti da frau liber vb din tine....doar de dragul de a nu jicni sau  indurerea  persoana iubita....dar totodata te amagesti pe tine , ca vreodata ceva se va schimba....si pt ce toata suferinta asta ??? Doar pt ca te simti intr-un cerc ...pe unde vrei sa o iei, pe unde vrei sa fugi...esti incoltit mereu....nu ai scapare.....amintiri , sentimente...si persoana ei , te trag inapoi , mereu.....ps : NU esti cum crezi tu ca esti......noi restul te vedem altfel.....si te simtim altfel , ca om....Din tine pleaca ceva....dar noi percem.....exact adevarul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-1406402938418409371?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/1406402938418409371/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/multipla-personalitate.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1406402938418409371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/1406402938418409371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/multipla-personalitate.html' title='Multipla personalitate'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM6H79HGotI/AAAAAAAAAZk/8dRc2yck2Vs/s72-c/state_de_romania_1255948274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2686581836849897141.post-2464192925616687638</id><published>2010-11-01T09:15:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T09:36:12.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Caractere diferite....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM5t5B7VnQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/OpvCyNIFmgw/s1600/cersetori_indrazneti_1222462763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534481818622205186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM5t5B7VnQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/OpvCyNIFmgw/s400/cersetori_indrazneti_1222462763.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A trebuit sa treaca ceva timp din viata asta pe Pamant , ca sa inteleg ca "suntem 5 degete" la o mana....adica avem fiecare caracterul lui bine conturat .....In fiecare problema , fiecare dintre noi , gandim altfel....avem propria noastra imagine despre viata si despre ce trebuie sa facem in "ea"....Cu cat primesti mai repede "mesajul" de la viata cu atat iti va fi mai usor sa " o colinzi", pt ca lucrurile pe care le face un om la 30 de ani...altul e mai destept cu vreo 5 ani si in timp ce tu te chinui sa le faci ...el iti face cu mana ....ca un accelerat care trece pe langa un tren normal....Uni dintre noi suntem"copii" toata viata si ne bucuram cu putinul dat de Dumnezeu....nu "transpiram" dupa mai mult...insa sunt alti care concep "mesajul"altfel...ei considera ca fiecare impuls...este o rampa de lansare spre ceva mai mult sau ceva mai bine....Din pacate avem exemple proaste in toate domenile, pe care le luam ca atare si "tragem" ca niciodata sa nu ajungem ca ele...insa avem si exemple bune , care le luam drept model si pe care vrem sa le depasim, de ce nu ??? Nu fac pe psihologul , pe chesti logice , dar am ajuns cativa din generatia asta ...sa nu ne "trezim" nici la varsta asta ....nu sunt eu "alarma" acestei generati....dar totusi te uiti dezamagit, cum uni se complac in postura aceasta de victima ....Este neplacut, sa sti ca societate , in general, da drepturi egale la toti si pe, masura ce trece timpul , uni dintre noi renuntam la "drum", numai cativa ajung in "varf"......ps : viata nu este deloc dificila....devina dificila doar daca ne-o facem noi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2686581836849897141-2464192925616687638?l=andrey-madin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/feeds/2464192925616687638/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/caractere-diferite.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2464192925616687638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2686581836849897141/posts/default/2464192925616687638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrey-madin.blogspot.com/2010/11/caractere-diferite.html' title='Caractere diferite....'/><author><name>A.M</name><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/_bCYwiL3f7QI/TM5t5B7VnQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/OpvCyNIFmgw/s72-c/cersetori_indrazneti_1222462763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
