<?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-3725109754701902732</id><updated>2011-10-04T10:52:33.959-07:00</updated><category term='semnal de alarma'/><category term='ganduri'/><category term='Atentie-Provoaca dependenta'/><category term='poezi'/><title type='text'>irina's life</title><subtitle type='html'>Daca iei un strop de ploaie in palma ai sa vezi, ca nu-i atat de greu sa speri...Fura o raza de lumina, incearca in ea sa crezi...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-7286359106613151726</id><published>2011-02-02T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T13:42:12.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intocmai ca un Sisif ce renunta la viata, dorindu-si nemurirea</title><content type='html'>De ceva vreme, luasem o hotarare ce avea sa ma "protejeze" de orice deznadejde, de teama, de vise, de iubire...de uman si de tot ce n-avea legatura cu ceea ce am de realizat in vara.&lt;br /&gt;      Atat de infantil si imoral...incercand sa ma indepartez de mine.&lt;br /&gt;      Scurta experienta ma caracteriza ca fiind in fond un om fara nimic, fara prieteni, fara zambet de om normal, fara timp, fara un pahar de vorba; Doar "eu" si ceea ce "vreau sa devin". De fapt, ce faceam? Treceam prin timp cu pasi grabiti spre taramuri iluzorii, ma agatam de motive precum &lt;&lt; Nimeni si nimic nu merita sa risc sa nu ma mai gandesc la lucrul prioritar&gt;&gt;.Din pacate acel "nimeni" devenisem chiar eu, infatuata si ironica, considerand ca asa este mai bine.&lt;br /&gt;      Am avut noroc! Cineva m-a facut sa realizez cat de inuman ma purtam cu mine insasi,si mi-a redat ideea ca scopul nu este cel care te face fericit ci drumul pe care il faci spre atingerea lui.&lt;br /&gt;      Socul a venit in timpul ce a urmat, realizand cata discrepanta era intre "eu" si planul luciferic...senzatia n-a fost placuta insa m-am bucurat caci dupa mult timp simteam.&lt;br /&gt;      Concluzie: Teleologia este necesara caci altfel ne-am pierde intr-un labirint, dar scopurile nu sunt importante prin ele insele ci prin modul in care le atingem; O alegere care poate duce la implinire sau intr-o prapastie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-7286359106613151726?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/7286359106613151726/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=7286359106613151726' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/7286359106613151726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/7286359106613151726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2011/02/intocmai-ca-un-sisif-ce-renunta-la.html' title='Intocmai ca un Sisif ce renunta la viata, dorindu-si nemurirea'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-4531675369150750189</id><published>2009-05-21T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:58:11.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 mai...la mare:-&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/ShXMGCli7eI/AAAAAAAAADI/gAdOv5UtoeQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+Jbt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/ShXMGCli7eI/AAAAAAAAADI/gAdOv5UtoeQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+Jbt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/ShXMGJBihHI/AAAAAAAAADA/47oiGa4elYo/s1600-h/Copy+of+E.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/ShXMGCli7eI/AAAAAAAAADI/gAdOv5UtoeQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+Jbt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338397337463221730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/ShXMGCli7eI/AAAAAAAAADI/gAdOv5UtoeQ/s320/Copy+of+Jbt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/ShXMGJBihHI/AAAAAAAAADA/47oiGa4elYo/s1600-h/Copy+of+E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338397339191247986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/ShXMGJBihHI/AAAAAAAAADA/47oiGa4elYo/s320/Copy+of+E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mare toti oameni sunt perfecti!Perfecti pt noi insine.Marea ne da totul...ne da vise de indragostiti, linistea unui rasarit dar si agitatia valurilor, ne da timp sa ne distram dar sa ne mai si gandim la noi...marea ne lasa sa plutim in larg, unde se uneste cu cerul si ne face sa credem ca toata lumea-i a noastra...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-4531675369150750189?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/4531675369150750189/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=4531675369150750189' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/4531675369150750189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/4531675369150750189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-maila-mare.html' title='1 mai...la mare:-&lt;'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/ShXMGCli7eI/AAAAAAAAADI/gAdOv5UtoeQ/s72-c/Copy+of+Jbt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-3525752646269797031</id><published>2009-05-21T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:27:52.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poezi'/><title type='text'>Ireversibil</title><content type='html'>Iti port aripile grele,&lt;br /&gt;Iar surasul tau ucide.&lt;br /&gt;Inima amintirile mi le cere,&lt;br /&gt;Dar totul in neant se-nchide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timpul spulbera sperantele,&lt;br /&gt;Incet visele-mi pier.&lt;br /&gt;Usor, apasat si dureros dezamagirile,&lt;br /&gt;Revin! - Azi ramane doar "un ieri".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-3525752646269797031?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/3525752646269797031/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=3525752646269797031' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3525752646269797031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3525752646269797031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2009/05/ireversibil.html' title='Ireversibil'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-3687551606859989626</id><published>2009-02-28T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:55:31.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o melodie:-&lt;</title><content type='html'>Abia imi mai aduc aminte&lt;br /&gt;Totul imi pare prea complica&lt;br /&gt;Cum eram noi doi inainte&lt;br /&gt;Si ce anume ne-a schimbat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref: Nu te mai cert&lt;br /&gt;Nu-ti mai spun cuvinte sa te doara&lt;br /&gt;Nu cred ca ar mai avea vreun rost&lt;br /&gt;Dar te-as mai strange imbrate pt ultima ora/&lt;br /&gt;Sa-ti aduci aminte cum a fost/     &lt;br /&gt;                                                            bis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine a scapat din mana ceasul&lt;br /&gt;Iar noapte cine o masura&lt;br /&gt;Cine a facut in fata pasul&lt;br /&gt;Raspunsu-i chiar in fata ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref: x1&lt;br /&gt;Nu-mi este greu sa-ti cer iertare&lt;br /&gt;Greseala intreaga mi-o asum&lt;br /&gt;Te-am judecat la intamplare&lt;br /&gt;Si acum regret dar la ce bun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref: x1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zxDXMekXfVU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zxDXMekXfVU&lt;/a&gt; Auditie placuta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Uneori e prea tarziu cand ne dam seama de greselile pe care le facem...Ne lasam dusi de val, fara a mai gandi, fara a mai constientiza atitudinea pe care o avem fata de pers din jurul nostru...&lt;br /&gt;Aveti grija de voi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-3687551606859989626?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/3687551606859989626/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=3687551606859989626' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3687551606859989626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3687551606859989626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-melodie.html' title='o melodie:-&lt;'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-2283877407228545358</id><published>2009-01-15T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:05:19.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ending...</title><content type='html'>Cel mai bun motto pentru anul trecut ar fi :" Nu conteaza anii din viata ta, ci viata din anii tai" -o afirmatie care mi-a placut in mod special si pe care o spunea un prieten intr-o anumita circumstanta...&lt;br /&gt;Anul trecut mi-a placut teribil de mult.Am trait multe lucruri frumoase sau mai putin frumoase dar din care consider ca am invatat...&lt;br /&gt;Anul acesta il incep cu marea speranta ca va fi si mai bun decat anul trecut (sau daca nu, macar la fel de bun), si mai ales ca anul acesta o sa devin, in sfarsit, majora....&lt;br /&gt;Carpe diem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va continua...;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-2283877407228545358?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/2283877407228545358/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=2283877407228545358' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/2283877407228545358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/2283877407228545358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-ending.html' title='Happy ending...'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-3360077487394768367</id><published>2008-12-04T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:13:14.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet december</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="header-wrapper"&gt; &lt;div class="header section" id="header"&gt;&lt;div class="widget Header" id="Header1"&gt; &lt;div id="header-inner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nu stiu pentru cine scriu,dar stiu de ce scriu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="descriptionwrapper"&gt; &lt;p class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Scriu ca sa ma justific. In ochii cui? Am spus-o deja, dar înfrunt ridicolul de a mai spune-o o data:  in ochii copilului care am fost..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="description"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gand de iarna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/STg5LtWcHwI/AAAAAAAAACg/duxLOTTt4c4/s1600-h/307419749_4b1f335aa4.jpe"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 349px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/STg5LtWcHwI/AAAAAAAAACg/duxLOTTt4c4/s320/307419749_4b1f335aa4.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276029836779593474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;E iarna in mine-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;In camera, mireasma de brad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zapada greu se lasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Iar aripile-mi cad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ochii mi-au prins lucire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Flori de gheata se aseaza in suflet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Inghet in nelamurire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Si-n mine-i doar un cuget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Neaua-mi albeste chipul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Si zic!Inima-i in noi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pacat ca venit iarna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Si nimic nu vine inapoi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-3360077487394768367?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/3360077487394768367/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=3360077487394768367' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3360077487394768367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3360077487394768367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweet-december.html' title='sweet december'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/STg5LtWcHwI/AAAAAAAAACg/duxLOTTt4c4/s72-c/307419749_4b1f335aa4.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-7604145631974130793</id><published>2008-11-24T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:21:10.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/STg6nC3k7vI/AAAAAAAAACw/tzK19rkhCM8/s1600-h/love-1.jpe"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/STg6nC3k7vI/AAAAAAAAACw/tzK19rkhCM8/s320/love-1.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276031405923823346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Ce este dragostea?O reactie fizica sau o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; stare a inimi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;m inceput sa cred din ce in ce mai mult ca asa zisa "dragoste" este decat o reactie chimica ce &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; inunda creierul&lt;/span&gt; dar poate ca este si ca este determinata si de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;obijnuinta&lt;/span&gt; la un moment dat!&lt;br /&gt;De ce?Simplu!Pentru ca la o persoana &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ne place cum arata&lt;/span&gt; - ducandu-ne cu gandul astfel la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hormoni&lt;/span&gt;-;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ne place caracterul&lt;/span&gt; -pentru ca in anumite situatii/momente&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; suntem prea orbi pentru a vedea si partea mai putin placuta a caracterului unei anumite persoane&lt;/span&gt; situatii in care crezi ca esti "indragostit" de o persoana cu care dintr-o cauza anume nu poti fi-.Mai sunt impreuna, dar intrebarea mea retorica ar fi "nu este asta un &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;capriciu&lt;/span&gt; din dorinta de a avea ceea ce nu poti?"Personal am trecut prin situatii de genu si pot spune ca atunci cand in final reusesti sa ai o relatie cu acea persoana in scurt timp &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"dragostea" dispare.&lt;/span&gt;..Din ce in ce mai multe cercetari spun ca "dragostea" in cuplu nu dureaza mai mult de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3 ani&lt;/span&gt; ceea ce inseamna implicit ca in restul&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/STg6nKkqcRI/AAAAAAAAACo/NYqYhbbPFIE/s1600-h/chemistry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/STg6nKkqcRI/AAAAAAAAACo/NYqYhbbPFIE/s320/chemistry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276031407991976210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anilor petrecuti langa persoana "iubita" intervine obijnuinta.&lt;br /&gt;Dragostea ca stare emotionala a fiecarei persoana declansata de inima, hmm...Intreband o foarte buna prietena despre ce crede ea ca este dragostea mi-a raspuns in felul urmator&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Dragostea pentru mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;e ceva,despre care nu se poate vorbii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...e ceva ce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;se simte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; poate demonstra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.Dste &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cel mai frumos lucru&lt;/span&gt; pe care viata ne'o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; poate darui.Si ce este mai important e ca dragostea poate invinge orice cand iubesti nu poate intervenii nimeni si nimic."&lt;br /&gt;Dand un search pe net am gasit despre dragoste ca ar fi :&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span class="bifa_red"&gt;a iubi pe cineva presupune sa te sacrifici pentru celalalt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(231, 105, 124);"&gt;&lt;li class="bifa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a iubi inseamna a-l poseda pe deplin pe celalalt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(231, 105, 124);"&gt;&lt;li class="bifa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a iubi inseamna a-i demonstra in permanenta prin fapte, cadouri, alte acte ca este iubire;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(231, 105, 124);"&gt;&lt;li class="bifa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a iubi inseamna a percepe magia iubirii;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(231, 105, 124);"&gt;&lt;li class="bifa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a iubi inseamna a nu insela;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(231, 105, 124);"&gt;&lt;li class="bifa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a iubi echivaleaza cu a te refugia intr-o lume rupta de restul;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(231, 105, 124);"&gt;&lt;li class="bifa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a iubi inseamna a simti intens pentru o persoana pe care o vei pierde candva;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(231, 105, 124);"&gt;&lt;li class="bifa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a iubi inseamna a te simti mereu vesel;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(231, 105, 124);"&gt;&lt;li class="bifa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a iubi inseamna a te preocupa permanent de celalalt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(231, 105, 124);"&gt;&lt;li class="bifa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a iubi inseamna speranta;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(231, 105, 124);"&gt;&lt;li class="bifa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a iubi inseamna suferinta."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Este dragostea cea care ne face sa ne simtim high si cea care de duce spre iertare?Sau este o simpla si cea mai puternica reactie chimica?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-7604145631974130793?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/7604145631974130793/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=7604145631974130793' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/7604145631974130793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/7604145631974130793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-love.html' title='what is love?'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/STg6nC3k7vI/AAAAAAAAACw/tzK19rkhCM8/s72-c/love-1.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-2091658576376436689</id><published>2008-11-13T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:00:09.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ma lupt cu...mine!</title><content type='html'>Este foarte ciudat sa te lupti cu propria persoana...ca si cum ar exista in tine doua persoane total opuse.Incerci sa ajungi la o concluzie dintr-o situatie ipotetica la una practica...Incerci sa te impaci cu tine, sa-ti ierti greselile...Incerci sa ii ierti pe altii, sa le gasesti o scuza, sa le vezi partea buna...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-fiecare om este bun in felul lui dar mai greseste cu unele persoane- &lt;/span&gt;asta imi repet mereu atunci cand descopar intr-o persoana si partea pe care nu as vrea sa o descopar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-2091658576376436689?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/2091658576376436689/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=2091658576376436689' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/2091658576376436689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/2091658576376436689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/11/ma-lupt-cumine.html' title='ma lupt cu...mine!'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-4006689114941989377</id><published>2008-11-11T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:01:47.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams...love...dance...</title><content type='html'>Visam!Ce facem toata ziua?Visam...visam la ceva mai bine fara sa observam lucrurile de pret pe care le avem...                            """""""&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;"""""&lt;br /&gt;                                   I love to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; and to be loved by my lover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                        I love also to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt;...dancing all night long with m' friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-4006689114941989377?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/4006689114941989377/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=4006689114941989377' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/4006689114941989377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/4006689114941989377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/11/dreamslovedance.html' title='dreams...love...dance...'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-3559246535180328471</id><published>2008-11-10T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:52:10.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes overnight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Orice lucru isi pune amprenta pe tine , pe starea ta de spirit, pe ceea ce te inconjoara...pe tot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciudat!Am intalnit o persoana (cu ceva luni in urma) care mi-a facut o impresie wooow, de gasca, etc etc; dar cunoscandu-l in timp mi-am dat seama ca totul era doar o aparenta a unei persoane de nimic...un "amic foarte bun":|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dar bine ai venit amagire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mai stai, mai dureaza un pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Aceasta mintita iubire, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Oricum e mai mult decat nimic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fara sa ma gandesc la urmari m-am bagat intr-o situatie pe care o vedeam foarte roz (cum a si fost de altfel pana am revenit la realitate) care at the end s-a terminat prost!Zicand prost ma refer la situatia in sine si la faptul ca nu numai mie mi-a stat nodul in gat ceva timp...De ce?Simplu, 450 km distanta, neincredere...-lucruri pe care le constientizasem si inainte sa ma implic in situatie, dar deh...poate ca anumite valori pt mine sunt mai importante decat ratiunea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Nimic nu e asa cum pare...totul se schimba peste noapte:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-3559246535180328471?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/3559246535180328471/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=3559246535180328471' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3559246535180328471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3559246535180328471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/11/changes-overnight.html' title='changes overnight...'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-1288145572710639028</id><published>2008-10-08T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:05:49.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vara asta part 2</title><content type='html'>Spuneam la sfarsitul articolului cu acelas nume ca se mai prevedeau inca vreo 2 sau 3 plecari...in cele din urma au fost 4;))&lt;br /&gt;In ordine cronologica am mai fost prin Grecia cu mami meu in vacanta...A fost suuuper dar pacat ca mi-a dat toate planurile peste cap, inclusiv planurile de ziua mea:( dar in cele din urma a fost bine....&lt;br /&gt;Am fost la Training pe scriere de proiecte in contextul Tineret in Actiune (program finantat de Comisia Europeana) pe actiunile 1.3 si 5.1 unde am invatat intradevar sa scriu un proiect ca la carte si a fost tare fain.Poate nu ar fi fost asa daca  nu as fi avut cele mai tari trainerite (Maria Neagu si Adina Enache).&lt;br /&gt;In cele din urma am ajuns la Petrosani, la un prieten bun pe atunci, unde m-am linistit dupa o vara atat de plina;))...&lt;br /&gt;Asa pe inceput de toamna am fost la Reuniunea Regionala PAL-TIN la Focsani unde au participat numeroase Consilii ale Tinerilor si pot spune ca datorita organizatorilor (Felicitari CLT Focsani) a fost suuuper...Mi-au placut tare mult cursurile dar si faptul ca am reusit sa ne imprietenim toti...si sa fie suuper fain.Chiar a fost special...am ramas dupa cu multe cunostiinte, prieteni si nu numai:D...As mai putea scrie multe despre Reuniune dar ma opresc aici:D O zi buna!:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-1288145572710639028?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/1288145572710639028/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=1288145572710639028' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/1288145572710639028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/1288145572710639028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/10/vara-asta-part-2.html' title='Vara asta part 2'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-436244350071371721</id><published>2008-09-28T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T06:35:16.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citate...</title><content type='html'>Citeam zilele astea o carte a lui Constantin Noica si m-am gandit ca n-ar fi deloc rau sa va impartasesc si voua cateva din "jurnalul folozofic".&lt;br /&gt;Asadar...&lt;br /&gt;"Rolul cel mai frumos pe care-l poti juca in viata anumitor oameni este de a desfiinta pe un altul care a jucat un rol.Nu existi, fireste; esti uitat.Dar tarasti in caderea ta pe un altul."&lt;br /&gt;"Traim alaturi unii cu altii, totalitate langa totalitate, intr-o lume care nu totalizeaza, dar care se totalizeaza, parca, in noi."&lt;br /&gt;"Si cea mai frumoasa declaratie de dragoste: Simt ca te pot parasi.Te iubesc atat de mult, incat s-a implinit ceva in mine - si acum te pot parasi."&lt;br /&gt;"E inutil sa intorci capul.S-ar putea sa vezi nedumerire.Cand pleci, e bine sa crezi ca ai socotelile incheiate."&lt;br /&gt;"Si ati trecut degeaba prin viata, daca n-ati facut o experienta atat de adanc omeneasca, incat celalalt sa va intrebe infrigurat: Cum este?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ce nu stiu pedagogii si stie bunul simt: Nu da povata celui ce nu ti-o cere, caci nu te asculta.&lt;br /&gt;Inseteaza-l intai.Pune-l in situatia de a cere si pe urma spune-i daca ai de spus ceva ."&lt;br /&gt;"Neantul e mai rational decat fiinta.E omogen, reversibil, indiferent.Exact ce vrea ratiunea."&lt;br /&gt;"Recunosc ca literatura e o mare pierdere de timp.Dar e dintre marile pierderi de timp care pot fi si un castig.Pe cand celelalte..."&lt;br /&gt;"Lasa neantul in pace daca nu vrei sa-ti arate prapastiile lui."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu intamplator am ales cateva dintre alte citate ale altor mari filozofi universali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Adevarata politete e sa arati oamenilor bunavointa." (J.J. Rousseau)&lt;br /&gt;"A fi indragostit inseamna a te intrece pe tine insuti." (Oscar Wilde)&lt;br /&gt;"A iubi este fapta cea mai nobila, cea mai sublima dintre toate." (Tolstoi)&lt;br /&gt;"Asadar, un om care invidiaza pe toata lumea va fi pururea un om de nimic. " (Sthendal)&lt;br /&gt;"Bunatatea inca nu e o pasiune, ci o nobila predispozitie a sufletului, facuta sa cuprinda dragoste, mila si alte pasiuni generoase." (Dante Alighieri)&lt;br /&gt;"Cea mai mare fericire a vietii e convingerea ca esti iubit." (Victor Hugo)&lt;br /&gt;"Cele mai mari prostii nu le spun prostii, ci capetele mijlocii, care vaneaza dupa originalitate." (Lucian Blaga)&lt;br /&gt;"Cand vezi un om bun , gandeste-te sa-l intreci.Cand vezi un om rau, cerceteaza-ti inima." (Confucius)&lt;br /&gt;"Eu sunt cate putin din tot ce am intalnit." (Homer)&lt;br /&gt;"Faptele noastre sunt bune sau rele nu prin ele insele, ci in functie de scopul urmarit." (Voltaire)&lt;br /&gt;"Iubim pentru iubire, nu pentru joase patimi." (Moliere)&lt;br /&gt;"Prin simpatie omul iese din sfera ingusta a eului sau, isi largeste sfera sensibilitatii si cuprinde in ea starile de suflet ale altora, afara de el" (Voltaire)&lt;br /&gt;"Prin critica trebuie sa ajuti, nu sa distrugi." (Montesquieu)&lt;br /&gt;"Daca vrei sa devii bun da-ti seama intai ca esti rau." (Epictect)&lt;br /&gt;"Inima cunoaste ratiuni, pe care ratiunea nu le cunoaste." (B. Pascal)&lt;br /&gt;"Dorul e focul in care ard sperantele, dorintele, durerile, iar cenusa reprezinta amintirile." (Octavian Paler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sper sa va mearga la suflet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-436244350071371721?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/436244350071371721/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=436244350071371721' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/436244350071371721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/436244350071371721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/09/citate.html' title='Citate...'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-860436721278736793</id><published>2008-09-03T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:48:30.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nedumerire</title><content type='html'>S-a sfarsit vara.Uneori imi place sa ma laud ca sunt ultima zi de vara...pe 31 august am facut si eu -in sfarsit- 17 ani...Nu stiu cum a fost, este sau va fi la voi aceasta varsta dar la mine e cel putin debusolanta.De ceva vreme ma "zbat" in niste stari ciudate - nu-mi gasesc locul, sunt cand trista cand fericita, scoala mi se pare asa straina,  ma uit la mine si nu ma regasesc- si nu stiu carui fapt se datoraza dar cand stau si ma analizez un pic ma amuz uneori;))&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           -Va continua-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-860436721278736793?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/860436721278736793/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=860436721278736793' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/860436721278736793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/860436721278736793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/09/grecia.html' title='nedumerire'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-6373675245416254027</id><published>2008-08-12T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T05:53:30.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vara asta...:D</title><content type='html'>In ciuda faptului ca la inceputul vacantei nu aveam un plan cu ceea ce o sa fac vara asta , pot sa spun ca a fost poate cea mai tare vacanta de pana acum.In mare, mi-am facut multi prieteni, m-am distrat cat cuprinde, mi-am intrecut limitele, am trait clipa -la maxim- si am fost mai mereu cu zambetul pe fata:)&lt;br /&gt;Totul a inceput cu "E-lidereaza-te"!Intr-o seara m-a sunat Harry ca a doua zi dimineata plecam la Straja, la niste cursuri pe leadership...Zis si facut, insa nu chiar ajunsi acolo nu aveam prea multe asteptati!A fost poate cea mai frumoasa experienta din viata mea!Am invatat cate ceva despre leadership, despre cum sa avem incredere in noi si despre cum sa iesim din "zona de comfort".Mai multe despre e-lidereaza-te la articolul special dedicat acestei frumoase experiente.&lt;br /&gt;Spre deosebire de anul trecut cand am fost ocupata cu examenul de capacitate, anul acesta am apucat sa aplic la "Universitatea de vara ANSIT" pe Management Organizational si sper fericirea mea am si fost admisa, astfel am petrecut vreo 9 zile suuuper tari la mare, unde cu ajutorul Aurei -trainer.itza noastra- am invatat destul de multe despre Managementul Organizational, Managementul Timpului, Managementul Conflictului, etc ,etc.Fiind la mare, evident m-am si distrat astfel in cat am pierdut nopti la rand pe plaja ascultand valurile, cantece la chitara, privind stelele, dandu-ma in diverse masinute, s.a.m.d.&lt;br /&gt;Apoi, am participat la "Scoala de vara UNSR -Uniunea Nationala a Tinerilor din Romania- pe tema "Invatamantul, incotro?" unde am fost la multe dezbateri cu persoane importante din Ministerul Cercetarii , Invatamantului si Tineretului -Ecaterina Andronescu-; De asemenea la dezbatere au mai participat si persoane precum Ion Iliescu, Mircea Geoana, Calin Tariceanu, si multi alti oameni cu experienta.&lt;br /&gt;A urmat apoi Tabara de aventura "Viata" despre care nu m-as satura sa mai scriu, dar las articolul dedicat ei sa va satisfaca curiozitatile. Va spun decat ca a fost o experienta de neuitat, de care recunosc ca imi e foarte dor.&lt;br /&gt;Ca o ultima plecare, am reusit sa ajuns si la Tabara de Folk de la Calafat unde m-am linistit un pik ascultand melodii de suflet.&lt;br /&gt;Dar vacanta nu se termina aici...Se mai prevad inca vreo 3 plecari desi una cred ca o sa o aman, din motive prostesti, sau poate obiective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam atat in mare despre vara asta...:d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-6373675245416254027?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/6373675245416254027/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=6373675245416254027' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/6373675245416254027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/6373675245416254027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/08/vara-astad.html' title='Vara asta...:D'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-4231938077847065999</id><published>2008-08-12T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:26:51.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post mortum...suflete!</title><content type='html'>Sunt momente in viata cand mi-as lua inima in palma si as strange-o atat de tare incat sa o fac sa uite si sa mai bata...&lt;br /&gt;"Lacrimile sunt dreptul sfant al durerii..." Ele spala sufletul...&lt;br /&gt;Cele mai multe lucruri nu stau in cuvinte...cuvintele uneori sunt de prisos pentru a exprima anumite stari, mai ales cand esti coplesit de ...viata!&lt;br /&gt;Las, totusi, ca titlul sa fie cel mai sugestiv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O noapte alba cat mai frumoasa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu e felul meu de a fi cum sunt acum, desi maine dimineata nu vor mai avea valoare cuvintele de mai sus pentru mine , pt ca probabil voi fi mai bine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-4231938077847065999?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/4231938077847065999/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=4231938077847065999' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/4231938077847065999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/4231938077847065999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/08/post-mortumsuflete.html' title='Post mortum...suflete!'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-3129576581155509158</id><published>2008-08-09T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T11:20:13.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganduri'/><title type='text'>Despre lucruri...RELATIV simple</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fericire&lt;/span&gt; cand puiul de om, vrea imbrate si moare de somn..."&lt;br /&gt;Fericirea am putea sa o numim o notiune abstracta deoarece nu cred ca am putea sa o definim in mod exact in cuvinte.Ea se afta in lucruri simple:), se afla in zambetul mamei, in revederea prietenilor, in luciul ochilor de care ti-e atat de dor...&lt;br /&gt;Dar fericirea sta numai in lucruri frumoase?Am auzit des si pot spune ca si eu am zis macar o data ca sunt fericita de nefericirea altuia.As putea sa ma scuz zicand ca sunt om iar omul e supus greselii, dar clar nu o sa fac asta.Deci, fericirea e relativa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iubiri&lt;/span&gt; adolescentine.De obicei cand suntem adolescenti ne indragostim des -cam de vreo 10 ori pe an:)) -.Iubirea cred ca sta, in mod paradoxal, in fericirea celor la care tii cu adevarat, in bratele si in surasul persoanei iubite, in animalutul care traieste cu sau pe langa tine, s.a.m.d.; La capitolul "As putea sa..." scriu alte zeci de pagini despre subiectul asta, dar n-am sa va mai obosesc ochii si am sa inchei cu ceea ce probabil va asteptati -Iubirea-i relativa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moartea&lt;/span&gt;!Cum se face ca pe parcursul vietii murim repetat?Pana si moarte-i relativa, In viata totu-i relativ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desi nu prea are legatura cu restul articolului am sa va redau cateva versuri dintr-o poezie care mi s-a parut deosebit de draguta, scrisa de un amic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aripi de om&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caci numai muzica,cred eu&lt;br /&gt;Da omului un suflet sincer&lt;br /&gt;Aripi de om,iar nu de inger.&lt;br /&gt;Caci ingerii cinstesc cu vocea lor&lt;br /&gt;numai un sigur lucru.&lt;br /&gt;Iar noi,aici,marunti cum suntem&lt;br /&gt;putem cinstii prin ale noastre canturi&lt;br /&gt;Orice dorim,orice placere.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Si asta ne ridica&lt;br /&gt;deasupra oricarei probleme&lt;br /&gt;De asta muzica,cred eu,&lt;br /&gt;E singura,cea mai de pret,avere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S.:De farmecul numarului 10 am cam exagerat zicand ca ne indragostim de 10 ori pe an...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-3129576581155509158?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/3129576581155509158/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=3129576581155509158' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3129576581155509158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3129576581155509158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/08/despre-lucrurirelativ-simple.html' title='Despre lucruri...RELATIV simple'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-3397184048801433067</id><published>2008-08-08T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:52:02.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='semnal de alarma'/><title type='text'>Stop accidentelor!Viata are prioritate</title><content type='html'>Un urmatorul minut am sa va supun la un test de  imaginatie!Asadar, imaginati-va ca la inceputul anului trecut ati plecat intr-o calatorie aproximativ cateva luni, astfel ati cunoscut aproximativ 750 de oameni de care v-ati atasat enorm de mult.Printre  acesti oameni v-ati intalnit si mare iubire.Azi, este ziua in care va trebui sa va intalniti toti, cei 750, intr-o anume piata din orasul tau.Ai luat legatura cu ei si toti vor veni cu masina, si sti sigur ca vor ajunge la ora stabilita intru-cat sunt impatimiti ai vitezei.Ajungi in piata respectiva si ai o mare surpriza!Au venit toti prietenii tai!Chiar nu te asteptai...insa mai mare ti-a fost mirarea cand mai intai a trebuit sa treci peste un munte de masini zdrobite si cand ai ajuns acolo, fiecare avea o eticheta la degetul mare de la piciorul drept, si era pus pe o masa cu roti, din morga.In minutul urmator porneste un haos produs de copii, parintii, sotiile, si sotii din cauza durerii dea dreptul sfasietoare!&lt;br /&gt;Acum cum ti se pare acest filmulet ce ti s-a creat in minte?De-a dreptul macabru!Ei bine afla ca nu intamplator am ales numarul de prieteni. Mai exact 759 de oameni au murit in anul 2007 in accidente rutiere.&lt;br /&gt;Iata cateva mici articole culese privind accidentele din Romania!&lt;br /&gt;"Aproape 4700 de persoane au fost ranite iar alte 118 si-au pierdut viata in accidente rutiere produse anul trecut pe strazile Capitalei" – &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.infoziare.ro"&gt;www.infoziare.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Nu v-ati saturat sa tot vedeti placute care avertizeaza pe autostrada “STOP ACCIDENTELOR, VIATA ARE PRIORITATE”? Sau placutele de genul “In 2004 pe acest drum s-au inregistrat 420 de accidente, soldate cu 318 decedati iar restul grav raniti”" &lt;a href="http://www.swampblog.info/stop-accidentelor-rutiere/"&gt;http://www.swampblog.info/stop-accidentelor-rutiere/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swampblog.info/stop-accidentelor-rutiere/"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sibiu&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fata de aceeasi perioada a anului trecut numarul accidentelor a crescut cu peste 25 la suta iar numarul mortilor s-a dublat &lt;a href="http://www.sibiul.ro/stiri-locale/accidentele-rutiere-sunt-in-crestere/17397/"&gt;http://www.sibiul.ro/stiri-locale/accidentele-rutiere-sunt-in-crestere/17397/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"România este pe locul al doilea în Uniunea Europeană în privinţa numărului de persoane ucise în accidente de maşină. Concluzia se regăseşte în ultimele date prezentate de oficiul european pentru statistici, Eurostat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datele au provocat îngrijorare la Comisia Europeană. Aceasta propune o serie de îmbunătăţiri la caroseria maşinilor, pentru a le face mai sigure, şi ar putea solicita ţărilor membre ale Uniunii să ceară şoferilor să ruleze tot timpul cu farurile aprinse pentru a avea o vizibilitate mai bună.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimele date prezentate de oficiul european pentru statistici, Eurostat, arată că România şi Letonia sunt ţările cu cele mai multe victime pe şosele: Letonia cu 752 şi România cu 749 de morţi la un milion de maşini pe an." &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.realitatea.ro"&gt;www.realitatea.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Intrand la intamplare pe site-ul Politiei Romane am gasit ceva destul de interesant..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;La dispeceratul Centrului Operaţional din IGPR au fost înregistrate în cursul &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;zilei de 7 august 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;• Accidente – 24;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;• Morţi – 4 – în judeţele: Cluj, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Brăila&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Vâlcea şi &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Giurgiu&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;• Răniţi grav – 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Vinovaţi:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;• 14 situaţii - conducătorii auto;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;• 8 situaţii – pietonii;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;• 1 situaţie – biciclist;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;• 1 situaţii – căruţaş.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Principalele cauze generatoare:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;• Viteză exesivă;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;• Traversare neregulamentară;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;• Conducere imprudentă.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Cum vi se pare?Sa va mai pun intrebarea retorica "Masina, prieten sau dusman?"&lt;br /&gt;As mai putea scrie pagini intregi despre acest lucru, inclusiv despre experienta nefericita a 2 prieteni de ai mei care au avut norocul -daca poti spune noroc- sa scape "decat" cu leziuni foarte grave, cum ar fi fracturi de coloana vertebrala, s.a.m.d.&lt;br /&gt;Filmuletul de mai jos daca aveti probleme sau ramaneti socati foarte repede va recomand sa nu il vedeti...Dupa ce il vedeti cu siguranta nu o sa mai conduceti cu viteza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmJjQekIaAs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmJjQekIaAs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(nu am stiut sa il pun direct pe blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Va continua-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-3397184048801433067?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/3397184048801433067/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=3397184048801433067' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3397184048801433067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/3397184048801433067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/08/stop-accidentelorviata-are-prioritate.html' title='Stop accidentelor!Viata are prioritate'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-2150302952863292724</id><published>2008-08-07T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T02:53:16.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atentie-Provoaca dependenta'/><title type='text'>Regasire...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJsMNwYML7I/AAAAAAAAABA/P8YKiEXs9rQ/s1600-h/munteee+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJsMNwYML7I/AAAAAAAAABA/P8YKiEXs9rQ/s320/munteee+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231788822585159602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJsMOJ29hLI/AAAAAAAAABI/Yq2MJQMYhNc/s1600-h/munteee+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJsMOJ29hLI/AAAAAAAAABI/Yq2MJQMYhNc/s320/munteee+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231788829425108146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJsMOAEN-KI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vCCiswDD4wU/s1600-h/munteee+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJsMOAEN-KI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vCCiswDD4wU/s320/munteee+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231788826796357794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJsMOsMxKhI/AAAAAAAAABY/dq3x_LOy1Fg/s1600-h/IMG_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJsMOsMxKhI/AAAAAAAAABY/dq3x_LOy1Fg/s320/IMG_0322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231788838643378706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pornind cu mari sperante si cu un dor nebun de Straja , plecam eu pe undeva pe la 12 fara un sfert noaptea din Bucuresti, impreuna cu Harry si cu unul dintre liderii Viata -Valeriu-, spre ceea ce urma sa fie o saptamana greu de uitat.&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin at the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;Duminica, 27 iulie 2008- Inceputul unei mega, extra, giga, tera, foarte dorite tabere de aventura -Tabara Viata-. Ajunsi acolo in formula completa (ARTI) , in Straja pe undeva pe la 12 jumate ziua i-am revazut pe Claus, Anca, Alin , Ruxa si fratele ei Alex  si dupa ce am depanat ceva amintiri cu Anca venise momentul sa ne cunoastem si noi liderii - printre care ca fost si Anca-.Aparent oameni de treaba, Erica, Dana si Anca -urmand ca a 2-a zi sa vina si Gratiela- , dupa ce le-am cunoscut ne-am convins ca sunt de treaba.As putea spune ca sunt niste simple domnisoare si doamne dar cu un suflet enorm care emana muuulta energie si veselie.Ei bine ele ne-au fost aproape mereu, timp de o saptamana, si ele ne-au si asigurat viata la propriu;))&lt;br /&gt;Ei bine, in prima zi am facut multe joculete de cunoastere si de echipa, si s-a pus mai ales accentul pe incredere.&lt;br /&gt;A doua zi a urmat cursul de franghii joase unde ne-am sudat foarte mult ca echipa, si am trecut cu bine peste toate elementele , inclusiv peste cele care credeam noi ca nu o sa le ducem la bun sfarsit.&lt;br /&gt;A treia zi a fost o adevarata provocare!Cursul de franghii inalte, unde de cele mai multe ori eram decat noi insine si echipa, in momente in care  simteai "ca cam" pana acolo ti-a fost viata.Cand te vezi pe undeva la peste 10 metri inaltime si esti pus in situatia sa sari ca o maimutica de pe o platforma pe alta iti cam ingheata inima.Elementul despre care va povestesc acum se numeste simplu "Platformele" si recunosc ca este elementul de care imi este cel mai frica dar acum pot sa ma laud ca daca data trecuta la E-lidereaza-te nici nu am avut curaj sa ma urc pe platforma, acum m-am urcat pe ea si am si sarit, cei drept nu pe cealalta platforma:)In tot timpul in care eu incercam sa sar echipa mea era undeva prin spate , pentru ca eu ii rugasem sa plece, dar ei s-au ascuns si au fost mereu langa mine chiar daca eu nu eram constienta de asta.&lt;br /&gt;Au mai fost multe elemente la fel de frumoase dar nu ar fi frumos din partea mea sa dau "din casa", cert este ca seara am fost nominalizata ca participanta zilei, "Pt. ca si-a invins teama si a dat dovada de curaj si perseverenta la maxima tensiune si pt ca a venit cu idei napraznice la debriefuri si a avut mereu zambetul pe buze." Seara cine n-a avut somn a jucat carti la camera 10 daca mai tin eu bine minte unde am cunoscut oamenii din grupa 4, de care m-am atasat destul de mult si le-am spus mai simplu, nebunii mei:)&lt;br /&gt;A parta zi am avut escalada pe o stanca de vreo 15 metri inaltime, unde a fost foarte tare chiar daca s-a cam repetat povestea cu teama mea...:DNext time cand o sa merg la Straja mi-am propus sa urc pana sus:D&lt;br /&gt;A cincea zi am avut cursul de ecologie si excursia pe varful Straja unde am inteles ca au fost o groaza de peripetii -din pacate eu nu am venit pt ca starea mea de sanatate nu era chiar asa buna:(-&lt;br /&gt;Ultima zi a fost cea mai grea din toata tabara...A fost ziua despartirilor de prietenii noi, de insasi tabara viata, de carari, de tot ce te legase vreo saptamana...nu stiu ce as putea sa mai spun acum despre acea zi...dar stiu ca o parte din noi e inca acolo:)&lt;br /&gt;Si acum pomelnicul la care tin in mod deosebit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Multumiri:&lt;/span&gt;Cristinei Catana- fara de care nu cred ca am fi fost acolo, intregii echipe care mi-a fost alaturi, -in ordine aleatorie- Teona, Andrei, Radu, Harry, Iulia, Catalin -colegul meu la hight mohac:) - Traian, Andru, multumiri lideritelor Erica, Anca, Gratiela, si nu in ultimul rand Danei, Multumiri liderilor de noapte Danutei si lu' Alex si lui Stefan -fara nr, fara nr:)) -;Multumiri lui Robi de la stanca, lui Alin, Claus, si celor care ne-au mai fost alaturi, multumiri camerei 10 pentru ingaduinta:)), si celor care faceau partea din ea adik, vlad, alexandru mic, andy, alex-big;)) nici mie nu-mi venea sa cred cat de bine ne-am inteles, dan, george...de asemenea multumiri tot etajului 1 din Capri , si restul participantilor din tabara Viata saptamana 4:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pupici, si imi e dor de toti,&lt;br /&gt;sa auzim de bine:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-2150302952863292724?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/2150302952863292724/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=2150302952863292724' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/2150302952863292724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/2150302952863292724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/08/regasire.html' title='Regasire...'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJsMNwYML7I/AAAAAAAAABA/P8YKiEXs9rQ/s72-c/munteee+118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-4355211824004637113</id><published>2008-08-07T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:07:00.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atentie-Provoaca dependenta'/><title type='text'>Eseul meu de suflet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJru7Vjm3OI/AAAAAAAAAAg/s99Rd8UhqG0/s1600-h/IMG_2394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJru7Vjm3OI/AAAAAAAAAAg/s99Rd8UhqG0/s320/IMG_2394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231756620310437090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Promotia I E-lidereaza-te!&lt;/p&gt;Incep prin a spune ca dupa taining-ul de la Straja am avut o revelatie prin care mi-am dat seama ca sunt indragostita de viata.Am o viata frumoasa si am invatat sa ma bucur de ea si sa o apreciez mult mai mult decat apreciam inainte.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nu credeam niciodata ca ar putea sa ma schimbe atat de mult vreo experienta si cu atat mai mult proiectul “E-lidereaza-te” – cum l-am numit noi- despre care pana in momentul in care am ajuns la Straja nu stiam mai nimic.A fost un proiect “traumatizant” si pot spune ca am ramas cu “traume si sechele” dupa ce am participat la training-ul pe leadership.Nici nu pot sa realizez ce ne-a facut pe toti sa ne schimbam atat de mult –in bine-.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A fost o experienta de la care nu ne asteptam la nimic special, cel putin eu, si totusi a reusit cu brio sa intreaca orice asteptare.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tin minte ca inca din prima seara am inceput sa ne comportam ca si cum ne-am fi cunoscut de o viata intreaga, chiar daca cu cateva ore inainte nimeni nu se cunostea pre bine nici pe sine insasi.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Am invatat ca este important sa avem incredere in noi si mai ales sa avem persoane de incredere alaturi si sa le oferim incredere si siguranta la randul nostru, pentru ca doar asa putem trece peste obstacole si peste frica, doar asa reusim sa evoluam si sa ne simtim impliniti.&lt;br /&gt;Impreuna am reusit sa fim fericiti, sa punem suflet in ceea ce facem si sa ne oferim unul altuia momente frumoase.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mi-am dat seama ca de la lucrurile de la care nu astepti mare lucru, ai foarte multe de invatat si ca oamenii aparent simpli sunt cei mai speciali si ei iti pot oferii clipe de neuitat.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Totusi, imi este greu, recunosc, sa exprim in cuvinte ceea ce simt si ce am simtit cand eram al Straja, pentru ca acolo am trait cele mai frumoase si profunde sentimente si sunt sigura ca pentru mult timp o parte din mine va dainui acolo, pe cararile spre Camp, pe locurile in care m-ati facut sa ma simt speciala, ca si voi. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-lidereaza-te “ a fost de departe cea mai impresionanta experienta cu putinta pe care am avut-o in aproape 17 ani de viata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aruncati o privire, merita! &lt;a href="http://lideri.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://lideri.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-4355211824004637113?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/4355211824004637113/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=4355211824004637113' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/4355211824004637113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/4355211824004637113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/08/eseul-meu-de-suflet.html' title='Eseul meu de suflet...'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/SJru7Vjm3OI/AAAAAAAAAAg/s99Rd8UhqG0/s72-c/IMG_2394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-1254511914905434392</id><published>2008-08-07T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T05:22:15.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atentie-Provoaca dependenta'/><title type='text'>Tabara Nationala Folk Calafat 2008</title><content type='html'>Dupa frumoasele calatorii din vara asta -in care pot spune ca m-am distrat foarte mult, mi-am facut o groaza de prieteni , dar am si invatat- am poposit in locul in care mereu imi gasesc linistea si imi "incarc bateriile".&lt;br /&gt;Ca in fiecare an , de 11 ani in urma, la inceputul lui august se intampla un lucru minunat, si anume Tabara Nationala -cu participare Internationala- Folk de la Calafat.Oricat as incerca cuvintele sunt nesemnificative pentru a explica intr-un fel sau altul ce se intampla acolo.&lt;br /&gt;Inspirandu-ma din Imnul Taberei compus de Cristian Buica, pot sa acuz Tabara Folk de la Calafat de "consum exagerat de folk curat". Este clar ca ceea ce se intampla acolo este "ilegal de special" si in fiecare an se lasa cu numeroase "infractiuni" de genul "furt de inimi", "infiintarea a DETFC - Dictionarul Explicativ al Taberei Folk de la Calafat-", de aceea Dan Vana -omul caruia ii datoram fiecare editie a taberei- a fost "pedepsit" de catre noi amatorii in lumea folk-ului si de catre artisti, sa organizeze in fiecare an acest frumos eveniment.&lt;br /&gt;Devenind din nou serioasa, afirm cu tarie ca in Tabara Folk se intampla lucruri minunate!Seara de seara, cand soarele se ascunde in Dunare, luna asculta si ea pana in zori cantecele numerosilor artisti folk precum Adrian Bezna, Sorin Mingheat si Doru Stanculescu, Dinu Olarasu, Eugen Avram, Vasile Mardare, Mircea Vintila, Mircea Bodolan, Mircea Baniciu, Maria Gheorghiu, Dan Vana, Didina Curea, Zory David si multi alti oameni cu renume in folk-ul romanesc.&lt;br /&gt;                           Folk-ul -muzica sufletului, izvorata din cultura cu versuri profunde si inegalabile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru mai multe detalii organizatorice accesati &lt;a href="www.tabarafolk.ro"&gt;http://www.tabarafolk.ro/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-1254511914905434392?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/1254511914905434392/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=1254511914905434392' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/1254511914905434392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/1254511914905434392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/08/tabara-nationala-folk-calafat-2008.html' title='Tabara Nationala Folk Calafat 2008'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725109754701902732.post-369097900485725051</id><published>2008-08-06T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T04:10:32.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irina vs. Blog</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...Blogul?S-ar putea spune despre faptul ca iata si eu ca majoritatea lumii "trendy" si-a facut blog : "Ia uite cum a mai rasarit un blog nou al unei persoane dornice de afirmare".In totalitate n-am sa neg aceasta afirmatie dar precizez ca aparitia acestui blog se datoareaza sfatului unei persoane pe care o stimez si care m-a convins ca este o buna modalitate de exersare privind compunerile lungi si plictisitoare si cel mai usor mod de a-ti face cunoscuta viata, experienta, hobby-urile, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Parerea mea privind Blog-ul este ca momentan reprezinta o buna modalitate de a-mi asterne gandurile -culmea, nu cum probabil va asteptati pe o foaie peste care s-ar asterne ani intr-o biblioteca ci pe o "foaie" virtuala- subiectiv  ca altefel nu se poate caci totul in viata este ralativ...si cum orice fapta are si parti bune si parti rele, scopul scuza mijloacele!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725109754701902732-369097900485725051?l=irinangr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/feeds/369097900485725051/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725109754701902732&amp;postID=369097900485725051' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/369097900485725051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725109754701902732/posts/default/369097900485725051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irinangr.blogspot.com/2008/08/irina-vs-blog.html' title='Irina vs. Blog'/><author><name>Negrea Irina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04897374351613473384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63y7-t8Zorg/S4mBAg7GOiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hsXm8mXBzxo/S220/S6301156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
