<?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-6871908769332678025</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:57:39.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No</title><subtitle type='html'>SEX, DRUGS AND ROCK N'ROLL</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-6806213842059470637</id><published>2009-10-26T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:56:57.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes you just feel trusting human kind it's just not worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes you wish you have done something when you had the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes you don't understand why people just make up things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes being yourself doesn't seem to resolve everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes you just can't choose your path, destiny guides you wherever it wants to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes is better not to wish something too bad because you might not get it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes you have to consider options&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes you have to be patient and problems will just go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes you'll feel alone and dirty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;BUT don't worry, Sun will rise someday on your street!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-6806213842059470637?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/6806213842059470637/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/6806213842059470637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/6806213842059470637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-1955097856122611153</id><published>2009-10-22T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:34:04.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUESTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;What should i do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-1955097856122611153?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/1955097856122611153/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/10/question.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/1955097856122611153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/1955097856122611153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/10/question.html' title='QUESTION'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-7457190214745898627</id><published>2009-10-18T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:29:42.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ganduri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Chiar trebuie sa trecem prin toate astea? Nu pot  trage pur ji simplu o linie neagra peste tot...But i feel you won't let me go...should i feel guilty for what i've done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-7457190214745898627?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/7457190214745898627/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/10/ganduri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/7457190214745898627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/7457190214745898627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/10/ganduri.html' title='ganduri'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-1302759540156075694</id><published>2009-10-06T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:45:48.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tipul pentru o schimbare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;A venit vremea&lt;br /&gt;Probabil ca nu o sa mai scriu&lt;br /&gt;Ji chiar daca o sa mai scriu, nu o sa mai fie chestii siropoase ji lipicioase,nu as mai fi  eu&lt;br /&gt;Nu sunt genul care sa ma mint singur&lt;br /&gt;M'am mai salabticit&lt;br /&gt;M'am mai izolat&lt;br /&gt;Traiesc pentru mine&lt;br /&gt;Dar si pentru a ajuta&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-1302759540156075694?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/1302759540156075694/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/10/tipul-pentru-o-schimbare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/1302759540156075694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/1302759540156075694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/10/tipul-pentru-o-schimbare.html' title='Tipul pentru o schimbare'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-9041047911980567870</id><published>2009-09-07T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:59:40.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cei cu inima mare mor tineri...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SqVX5L3UCYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bYA3udmGW3E/s1600-h/449410l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SqVXhAFZptI/AAAAAAAAAF4/RFwFDz4mL64/s200/771668l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378801554433877714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SqVXgtWBn0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/UI6WviLPbZI/s1600-h/588934l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SqVXgtWBn0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/UI6WviLPbZI/s200/588934l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378801549403332418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SqVXgFwmjgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yc9lpbaRKxU/s1600-h/537890l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SqVXgFwmjgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yc9lpbaRKxU/s200/537890l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378801538777386498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-9041047911980567870?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/9041047911980567870/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/9041047911980567870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/9041047911980567870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Cei cu inima mare mor tineri...'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SqVX5L3UCYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bYA3udmGW3E/s72-c/449410l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-99435956480898648</id><published>2009-09-07T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:25:59.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucrurile se schimba in viata unui om</title><content type='html'>viata mea s'a schimbat. se va schimba tot. sa spune doar ca unele lucruri nu sunt asa cu PAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;restul ramane in urma&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/6871908769332678025-99435956480898648?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/99435956480898648/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/09/lucrurile-se-schimba-in-viata-unui-om.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/99435956480898648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/99435956480898648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/09/lucrurile-se-schimba-in-viata-unui-om.html' title='Lucrurile se schimba in viata unui om'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-7145845555668890870</id><published>2009-08-21T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:18:38.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te iubesc mai mult decat ieri si mai putin decat maine.Always and forever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/So78iN-0VoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y9lGRh-1U1w/s1600-h/Picture+290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/So78iN-0VoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y9lGRh-1U1w/s200/Picture+290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372509070298470018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Mi-e dor de tine.Mi-e dor de tot ce insemni tu. Bunatate, fericire, tristete, prietenie, iubire,pasiune,curaj,incapatanare,ambitie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Mi-e dor de momentele in care te superi, mi-e dor de momentele in care razi,de momentele in care ne certam si apoi ne impacam, mi-e dor de buzele tale, de parul tau. de mainile tale, de pieptul tau, de fundul tau. Mi-e dor de privirea ta cand esti ganditor, de expresia fetei tale cand te bucuri de un anume lucru asa cum se bucura un copil de o zi de primavara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Mi-e dor de tine cu totul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Pendula ne arata clipa,dar cine ne arata vesnicia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Poy spune ca stiu raspunsul la intrebare, si uitandu-ma la iubirea noastra, imi dau seama ca raspunsul a fost aolo tot timpul. Iubirea noastra! Trebuia doar sa cau intrebarea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Vreau sa stii ca indiferent ce probleme vom avea,voi fi mereu acolo,langa tine. Chiar daca uneori, sau de cele mai multe ori, nu gasesc cuvintele  potrivite, sau uneori nu gasesc cuvintele deloc, eu sunt tot acolo,mereu langa tine. Tu faci intotdeauna totul mai bun pentru mine, mai bun si mai frumos, si sper sa pot face si eu asta pentru tine,pentru totdeauna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;E uimitor sa vezi cu mtimpul deformeaza toate lucrurile, mai putin iubirea iubirea noastra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Parca ar fi protejata,o floare aparent fragila, cu tulpina subtire si frageda,dar care este de fapt cel mai puternic lucru care exista, Creste pe zi ce trece,se face din ce in ce mia mare,mai frumoasa si mia puternica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Fragment din scrisoarea 4 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Una din scrisorile care  mi'au luminat ziu,dar mai ales viata, o vapaie ce nu va fi stinsa niciodata,o vapaie numite iubire, iubirea noastra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Iti multumesc si te iubesc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Un mic tribut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: courier new;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DcULti4GZMU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DcULti4GZMU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-7145845555668890870?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/7145845555668890870/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/08/te-iubesc-mai-mult-decat-ieri-si-mai.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/7145845555668890870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/7145845555668890870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/08/te-iubesc-mai-mult-decat-ieri-si-mai.html' title='Te iubesc mai mult decat ieri si mai putin decat maine.Always and forever!'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/So78iN-0VoI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y9lGRh-1U1w/s72-c/Picture+290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-7108111421638839395</id><published>2009-07-12T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:00:12.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o lună,as fi fost aprilie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o zi a săptămânii, as fi fost joi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o parte a zilei, as fi fost dimineata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un animal marin, as fi fost o foca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o direcţie, as fi fost 30 de grade dreapta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o virtute,as fi fost iubirea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o personalitate istorică,as fi fost Bruce Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o planetă, as fi fost Marte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un lichid, as fi fost spirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o piatră, as fi fost o piatra mai mare pe malul marii,langa o piatra mai mica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o pasăre, as fi fost un pelican/curcan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o plantă, as fi fost un pastarnac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un tip de vreme, as fi fost ploaie de vara cu fulgere si tunete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un instrument musical, as fi fost o muzicuta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o emoţie, as fi fost confuzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un sunet, as fi fost un golonganit de curcan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un element, as fi fost pamant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un cântec, as fi fost Barry Manilow-"can't smile without you"/westlife-"i wanna grow old with you"/holograf-"dincolo de nori"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un film, as fi fost Hangover/Hellboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o carte, aş fi fost Zinele punkiste din New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un personaj de ficţiune, as fi fost super sayan majin vegita/pupykin skyfucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un fel de mâncare, as fi fost paine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un oras, as fi fost bucuresti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un gust, as fi fost dulce-acrisor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o aromă, as fi fost visine acre,lamaie,menta,fistic,fructe de padure,fistic si portocale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o culoare, as fi fost verde/negru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un material, as fi fost canepa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un cuvânt, as  fi fost "mereu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o parte a corpului, as fi fost un fund&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o expresie a feţei, as fi fost o strambatura ironica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o materie de şcoală, as fi fost informatica/engleza/fizica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un personaj de desene animate, as fi fost Wilt(Foster's home of imaginary friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o formă, as fi fost un triunghi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram un număr, as fi fost 74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o maşină, as fi fost un Mustang GT500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dacă eram o haină, as fi fost un maieu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-7108111421638839395?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/7108111421638839395/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/07/daca-eram-o-lunaas-fi-fost-aprilie-daca.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/7108111421638839395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/7108111421638839395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/07/daca-eram-o-lunaas-fi-fost-aprilie-daca.html' title=''/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-7325661714731376130</id><published>2009-06-21T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:43:21.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TE IUBESC</title><content type='html'>Mihnea: te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc te iubesc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-7325661714731376130?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/7325661714731376130/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/06/mihnea-te-iubesc-te-iubesc-te-iubesc-te.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/7325661714731376130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/7325661714731376130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/06/mihnea-te-iubesc-te-iubesc-te-iubesc-te.html' title='TE IUBESC'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-27897659290193475</id><published>2009-06-11T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:54:50.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nolah. spunea... &lt;br /&gt;vor urma toate celelalte veri ,din restul vietii:X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-27897659290193475?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/27897659290193475/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/06/nolah.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/27897659290193475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/27897659290193475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/06/nolah.html' title=''/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-5589073347243813027</id><published>2009-06-09T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:24:09.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEX , DRUGS &amp; ROCK N' ROLL</title><content type='html'>highschool's over,&lt;br /&gt;let's party all night.&lt;br /&gt;let's dance and sing until midnight.&lt;br /&gt;let's forget our problems and enjoy the summer.&lt;br /&gt;let's run right in the darkness of night.&lt;br /&gt;let's spend our days jocking.&lt;br /&gt;let's wait till midnight and countdown till morning.&lt;br /&gt;let's just spend our summer together babe.&lt;br /&gt;let's just be the two of us in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;let's pretend we're the last two humans on earth.&lt;br /&gt;let's travel were  the wind takes us.&lt;br /&gt;let's rock together and stare at each others eyes.&lt;br /&gt;let's just wait the night pass to see eachother again.&lt;br /&gt;let's forget of anybody else and be ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;just for our first perfect summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-5589073347243813027?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/5589073347243813027/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/06/sex-drugs-rock-n-roll.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/5589073347243813027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/5589073347243813027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/06/sex-drugs-rock-n-roll.html' title='SEX , DRUGS &amp; ROCK N&apos; ROLL'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-1900959242431981684</id><published>2009-05-29T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T13:38:40.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAM vs. REALITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cartea lui jenny si mike continua, viata lor devine din ce in mai buna unul langa celalt, dar ceea ce mike nu intelege este de ce nu este de ajuns... jenny este &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Visul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;implinit a lui mike&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; dar cu toate astea &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;fericirea&lt;/span&gt; lui nu este deplina, oare cei din jur il afecteaza chiar atat de mult pe mike, oare mike chiar trebuie sa le aculte insultele si ofensele, sa se lase umilit fara sa raspunda la provocari doar pentru a nu ii face pe ceilalti sa se simta prost, aja cum ei il fac pe mike sa se simta..... mike nu mai intelege,, este unul dintre cele mai confuze capitole din cartea vietii lui mike...adolescenta, varsta la care simti ca nimeni nu te intelege, dar desi asa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;sunt&lt;/span&gt; toti adolescentii, mike simte ca ceea ce simte el este diferit, el simte o  nevoie de fericire, de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;respect&lt;/span&gt;...dar el are tot ce isi doreste..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; si nu indrazneste sa ceara mai mult, o are pe jenny, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fiinta perfecta, delicata, firava si iubitoare&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; fiinta pentru care traieste, pentru care razbeste sa respire, pentru care lupta, pentru care vrea tot ce &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt; mai bine...pentru al carei zambet minunat ar face orice, pentru ca zambetul lui &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;jenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;este ca 1000 de sori, toti incalzindu'l &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;pe&lt;/span&gt; mike in acelasi timp...mai e si jana, soara mai mare a lui mike, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;care&lt;/span&gt; il apreciaza si ii doreste ca intr'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt; zi sa isi uneasca destinele cu &lt;span&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;enny, fata viselor lui, fata cu care stie ca viata lui este perfecta, iar sufletul lui in siguranta...pentru ca o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;iubeste&lt;/span&gt; mai mult decat pe orice , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;enorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; si&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pe care o va iubi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;mereu&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/6871908769332678025-1900959242431981684?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/1900959242431981684/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/05/dream-vs-reality.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/1900959242431981684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/1900959242431981684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/05/dream-vs-reality.html' title='DREAM vs. REALITY'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-8031943535994715778</id><published>2009-05-18T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:56:00.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/ShHK7MK5cLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QXIInFXSD8c/s1600-h/DSC03506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337270151638773938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/ShHK7MK5cLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QXIInFXSD8c/s320/DSC03506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/ShHK7I89SwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2QraOX7_qG8/s1600-h/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337270150774999810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/ShHK7I89SwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2QraOX7_qG8/s320/DSC01407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Am doar iubirea ta.Asta inseamna ca am totul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-8031943535994715778?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/8031943535994715778/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/05/am-doar-iubirea-ta.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/8031943535994715778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/8031943535994715778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/05/am-doar-iubirea-ta.html' title=''/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/ShHK7MK5cLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QXIInFXSD8c/s72-c/DSC03506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-5496682651958155801</id><published>2009-05-07T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:21:57.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sandwich cu sobolan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SgNFAdEftAI/AAAAAAAAADg/Pm7TQ3eYBVo/s1600-h/97610561_923a607ffb[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333182257842598914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SgNFAdEftAI/AAAAAAAAADg/Pm7TQ3eYBVo/s400/97610561_923a607ffb%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu toata viata se mananca cu sandwich cu somon afumat... de multe ori viata nu se lasa mancata decat cu sobolani, mari, jegosi ji imputiti.. greu de inghitit ji mai ales de mestecat am mancat numai sandwich cu sob0loan:X ok, recunosc, am mancat ji nijte sandwich cu cel mai scump somon afumat cand am stat cu tine beibi, sau cand m'am gandit la tine, cel mai bun somon afumat:X:X TE IUBESC!!!&lt;br /&gt;dar totusi, daca ma gandesc mai bine sandwichul cu sobolan nu e atat de rau...ba chiar e bun pentru ca viata e grea uneori, iar sandwichul cu sobolan ne invata cum sa il mesteci, cum sa treci peste greutati ji sa speri ca totul va fi bine, pentru ca totul se va termina bine, tu mi'ai zis asta, mi'ai dat putere , mi'ai dat speranta, te iubesc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-5496682651958155801?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/5496682651958155801/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/05/sandwich-cu-sobolan.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/5496682651958155801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/5496682651958155801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/05/sandwich-cu-sobolan.html' title='sandwich cu sobolan'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SgNFAdEftAI/AAAAAAAAADg/Pm7TQ3eYBVo/s72-c/97610561_923a607ffb%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-5429935192124483005</id><published>2009-04-27T13:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:26:32.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>homeless guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SfYU8VfSI0I/AAAAAAAAADY/OTXyvrXQ6dY/s1600-h/2660521051_99f7b8018e%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SfYU8VfSI0I/AAAAAAAAADY/OTXyvrXQ6dY/s400/2660521051_99f7b8018e%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329470235832623938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how i feel when i'm home:X&lt;br /&gt;azi sunt bine primit , maine amenintat , poimaine injurat ji iar ameintat&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like a homeless:X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-5429935192124483005?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/5429935192124483005/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/04/homeless.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/5429935192124483005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/5429935192124483005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/04/homeless.html' title='homeless guy'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SfYU8VfSI0I/AAAAAAAAADY/OTXyvrXQ6dY/s72-c/2660521051_99f7b8018e%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-367575783895993854</id><published>2009-04-20T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:47:57.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SezfR6UTjBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/S87yMEKEb8w/s1600-h/b21e42539095aeee%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SezfR6UTjBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/S87yMEKEb8w/s320/b21e42539095aeee%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326877958077647890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te intrebi uneori.....cum este sa spui NU atunci cand toti spun da, cum este sa crezi ca ceva este bun cand toti ceilalti spun ca nu este, cum este sa spui ca o fapta este corecta cand toti spun ca nu este,  cum este sa spui ca iubesti cand toti ceilalti spun ca nu poti, cum este sa nu iti schimbi hotararea cand toti incearca sa te convinga sa o faci, cum este sa fi singur impotriva tuturor, decizia ta sa fie doar decizia ta si sa nu fie auzita de altii.....pentru mine este usor, pentru ca te am pe tine, pentru ca alaturi de tine nu sunt singur, pentru ca tu imi respecti deciziile, pentru ca tu crezi in mine, pentru ca tu ma iubesti si sunt sigur de asta, iti multumesc , te iubesc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-367575783895993854?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/367575783895993854/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/04/nu.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/367575783895993854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/367575783895993854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/04/nu.html' title='NU'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SezfR6UTjBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/S87yMEKEb8w/s72-c/b21e42539095aeee%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-5307828512743219739</id><published>2009-04-19T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T12:52:18.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>te iubesc....</title><content type='html'>...pentru ca tot ce am in minte este mirosul pielii tale&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca tu esti singurul motiv pentru care deschid ochii dimineata&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca tot ce imi doresc este sa te tin in brate in linistea noptii&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca vreau sa imbatranesc alaturi de tine&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca alaturi de tine am invatat ce inseamna dragostea si ce inseamna sa iubesti cu adevarat&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca  primul lucru pe care il spun dimineata cand ma scol este numele tau&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca esti facuta pentru mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-5307828512743219739?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/5307828512743219739/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-iubesc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/5307828512743219739'/><link rel='self' 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mai bine si m'a facut sa vreau sa ma simt mai bine esti tu&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca ador sa fiu langa tine&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca ador sa te tin in brate&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca ador sa ma holbez la ochii tai&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca iti ador zambetul&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca ador sa iti zic ca ai dreptate&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca mereu ai dreptate&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca te voi duce o data pe arc&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca imi pare rau ca nu am putut sa o fac&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca esti totul pentru mine&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca uneori ma ametesti&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca ador sa ma ametesti&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca realizez in fiecare zi ca te iubesc din ce in ce mai mult&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca esti geniala, fantastica, desteapta si frumoasa&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca ador sa iti zic asta&lt;br /&gt;pentru ca ador sa te iubesc&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS AND FOREVER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-8344957119721967321?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/8344957119721967321/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-months-1-week-and-6-days.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/8344957119721967321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/8344957119721967321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-months-1-week-and-6-days.html' title='2 months 1 week and 6 days'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-1176472630798149932</id><published>2009-04-01T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:24:13.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>best quote</title><content type='html'>Am mai citit inca un capitol din cartea mea preferata.... totul devine atat de genial pentru mike si jenny....iar viata lui mike devine atat de simpla....&lt;br /&gt;Jenny i'a zis lui Mike ceva ce il va face sa simta ceva ce nu ma simtise inainte, aceste spuse sunt probabil cel mai bun quote ever:"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Si in plus o sa ramanem in istorie pentru ca.......stii ca orice inceput are si safrsit.....ei bine inceputul nostru va fi primul care nu va avea sfarsit..&lt;/span&gt;" Ce a spus Jenny este absolut fantastic, iar Mike o va iubi mereu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-1176472630798149932?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/1176472630798149932/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-quote.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/1176472630798149932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/1176472630798149932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-quote.html' title='best quote'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-6529656550460046882</id><published>2009-03-31T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:19:15.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"do what you like&lt;br /&gt;like what you do"&lt;br /&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/6871908769332678025-6529656550460046882?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/6529656550460046882/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-what-you-like-like-what-you-do.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/6529656550460046882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/6529656550460046882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-what-you-like-like-what-you-do.html' title='DO'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-2379950587368104965</id><published>2009-03-24T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T01:28:02.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS AND FOREVER&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/6871908769332678025-2379950587368104965?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/2379950587368104965/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/03/life.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/2379950587368104965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/2379950587368104965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/03/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-9036360236690153754</id><published>2009-03-15T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:26:28.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>continuare</title><content type='html'>In ultimile zile am mai citit cateva pagini din carte pe care am inceput'o. Devine din ce in ce mai interesanta, cu fel de fel de obstacole puse in calea lui Mike.Dar totul pare mai usor, pentru ca Jenny este alaturi de el.&lt;br /&gt;Mike a avut probleme serioase cu tatal lui. Mike a fost solicitat de o echipa de profesionisti, pentru a juca la un nivel mai inalt decat cel de colegii. Tatal lui Mike tinea foarte mult ca fiul lui sa ajunga la un asemanea nivel, dar Mike a refuzat sa merga acolo, pentru ca nu ii placea ideea, sa plece 3 luni de acasa, sa stea cu niste oameni care nu ii placea, iar antrenorul era mult prea sever cu cei nou veniti, si in plus 3 luni in care sa nu o vada pe Jenny.....un lucru pe care nu l'ar fi putut suporta.&lt;br /&gt;Suparat de decizia lui Mike, tatal sau a inceput sa il ameninte, sa faca scandal si sa se certe cu fiul sau. Chiar l'a si amenintat ca il da afara dein casa, pe lanaga multe altele....&lt;br /&gt;Pentru  Mike au fost foarte greu de inghitit cuvintele tatalui sau.... a devenit din ce in ce mai trist, su se simtea  din ce in ce mai rau.Tatal sau ii interzisese sa mai iasa din casa inafara de scoala si antrenamente. Pedeapsa indurata de Mike era din ce in ce mai greu de suportat... Tot ce nu putea intelege el era de ce tatal lui nu intelegea ca acea echipa de profesionisti nu era un lucru bun...&lt;br /&gt;Mike a devenit foarte melancolic si posomarat, se simtea atat de singur si simtea nevoia de un fum....dar nu a facut'o, pentru ca langa el era Jenny. Jenny l'a luat pe Mike , a iesti cu el afara si au discutat. Jenny a fost alaturi de el, si in scurt timp supararea i'a trecut. Cand o vedea pe Jenny zambind , nu putea sa ma fie suparat, si zambea si el.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny a fost langa Mike de fiecare data cand el a avut nevoie...si Mike apreciaza asta.Jenny este cel mai bun lucru din viata lui, iar iubirea lui pentru Jenny creste din ce in ce mai tare.Tot ce isi dorea era ca ea sa fie fericita, si ca atunci cand va avea nevoie sa fie langa ea sa o ajute. Mike o iubeste atat  de mult pe Jenny. Si Jenny il iubeste pe Mike. El stie asta si il face sa se simta fantastic. Mike ii multumeste in fiecare zi lui Jenny pentru tot ce a facut pentru el... Relatia lor devine din ce in ce mai fumoasa...&lt;br /&gt;E o carte geniala...abia astept sa citesc urmatorul capitol:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-9036360236690153754?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/9036360236690153754/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/03/continuare.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/9036360236690153754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/9036360236690153754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/03/continuare.html' title='continuare'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-2318949432607761667</id><published>2009-03-11T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:19:15.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SbgcbkKXH_I/AAAAAAAAADI/ETFbQ0yRvJM/s1600-h/d9a4f5452a634cba%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SbgcbkKXH_I/AAAAAAAAADI/ETFbQ0yRvJM/s320/d9a4f5452a634cba%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312027020372680690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                          "Today, if you are not confused, you are just not thinking clearly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-2318949432607761667?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/2318949432607761667/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/03/confusion.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/2318949432607761667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/2318949432607761667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/03/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SbgcbkKXH_I/AAAAAAAAADI/ETFbQ0yRvJM/s72-c/d9a4f5452a634cba%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-4464885116033877286</id><published>2009-03-09T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:37:52.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o carte care imi place</title><content type='html'>Acum 1 luna si 8 zile m'am apucat de citit o carte care imi place foarte tare, e captivanta, plina de intamplari si din care poti sa tragi propria invatatura.&lt;br /&gt;Ideea cartii era prin ce trece un tanar jucator de fotbal american. El era un jucator destul de talentat , juca la echipa colegiului si era un om de baza pentru aceasta.&lt;br /&gt;In timp ce era intr'un campus de pregatire pentru noul sezon, primeste un mesaj de la o fata. Aceata recunostea ca il place. Mike a fost foarte surpins si brusc a simtit ca viata lui urma sa se schimbe in bine.&lt;br /&gt;Intors acasa deja indragostit de   Jenny, Mike era mai fericit decat niciodata. Simtea ca poate face orice in lume, dar brusc realizeaza un lucru. Toti presupusii lui prieteni nu se dovedeau a fii prieteni in adevaratul sens al cuvantului. Mike , din ce in ce mai ranit de ceea ce se intampla in jur, avea o singura alinare, Jenny, fata la care tinea atat de mult si pentru care ar fii facut orice. El era convins ca Jenny era cu adevarat speciala si ca si ea tinea la el foarte mult.&lt;br /&gt;Cu toate astea, intr'o zi, Mike a facut o greseala fatala.  Simtindu'se foarte prost, si din ce in ce mai ranit de cei din jur, a dat un telefon unui prieten. Urma ca in acea seara Mike sa se intalneasca cu un prieten care sa ii dea un medicament care sa il ajute cu starea lui. Acel medicament era interzis in America, dar nu i'a pasat. Mike era hotarat sa o faca, dar a primit un mesaj. Era un mesaj de la Jenny, in care  ii spunea lui Mike ca il iubeste. Mike a scapat telefonul , a stat cateva secunde si s'a gandit. S'a grabit sa il sune pe prietenul lui si sa amane intalnirea, si sa nu mai ia medicamantul niciodata. Eu cred ca Jenny i'a salvat viata lui Mike cu acel mesaj, pentru ca daca nu ar fii facut o fapta pe care ar fii ragretat'o in viitor.&lt;br /&gt;Mike i'a ramas recunoscator pe viata lui Jenny si o iubeste mai mult decat oricand. Relatia dintre cei doi devine din ce in ce mai frumosa, iar Mike din ce in ce mai fericit. Inima lui batea doar pentru Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;Intr'o zi , Mike era naucit, si a gresit enorm fata de Jenny. Dar in ciuda ranii pe care o provocase Mike, Jenny l'a iertat si i'a aratat din nou cat de mult tine la el. Mike i'a ramas profund recunoscator si o iubeste din ce in ce mai mult.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa o serie de intamplari, viata lui Mike devine un perfecta, alaturi de Jenny. Fata care il iubeste atat de mult si pe care si el o iubeste enorm. Mike simtea ca si'ar putea petrece fiecare clipa langa Jenny, si ca iubirea lui pentru ea este ceva ce nu va regerta niciodata. El ar face orice pentru ea si este cel mai bun lucru care i s'a intamplat vreodata.&lt;br /&gt;Cam despre asta e vorba in carte. Si sincer, chiar m'a impresionat, mai ales dovada de iubire pe care Jenny i'a dat'o lui Mike. De asemenea mi'a placut iubirea pe care o simtea Mike pentru Jenny. El era cu adevarat indragostit, putea sa se hraneasca doar din statul langa Jenny. Faptul care a facut povestea sa fie cu adevarta grozava a fost iubirea lui Jenny fata de Mike.&lt;br /&gt;Abea astept sa ma trezesc maine dimineata pentru a mai citi cateva pagini:X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-4464885116033877286?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/4464885116033877286/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-carte-care-mia-placut.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/4464885116033877286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6871908769332678025/posts/default/4464885116033877286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-carte-care-mia-placut.html' title='o carte care imi place'/><author><name>got so far</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061106593700233095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SZCjTHHX9TI/AAAAAAAAABU/nJA4rOikp4o/S220/DSC00373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6871908769332678025.post-5243516508495209933</id><published>2009-02-25T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:10:05.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bautura pentru sportivi:-&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SaWuzQZrqyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VEavT-_V8qA/s1600-h/605b0287188ac2f0%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZrPB8wKAbsI/SaWuzQZrqyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VEavT-_V8qA/s320/605b0287188ac2f0%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306839931525245730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   God , sunt dependent de cea mai tare bautura pentru sportivi, COKE:X;))&lt;br /&gt;     Tell me , what would be life without a Coke.I'll tell you....a shit.....whose there when you need someone to talk with....whose the one that tells you:"drink me and you'll feel happier" when you are sad......whose  the one that helps you stay fit.....the diet coke....whose the one you can also rely onwho? the Coke of course:X&lt;br /&gt;    Okey, i've been just joking......but i have to confess that i love coke:"&gt; and i have to tell you that not the coke is the one that helps you when you are sad or when you have problems....it's your friends who help you...your real firends....&lt;br /&gt;   Real friends are those who help you even if if you've did a mistake or if you hurt them....they will be always near you when you need them...those are the real friends.... the ones you can rely on... you all have to understand this!&lt;br /&gt;     And don't forget, you'll always have a real friend near you if you are a real friend too, help your friends and they will help you back.....listen to me and try to become a real friend !..............................................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Wake up....what's the matter with you...can't you see that you're hurting people around you?C'mon it's time for a change......just wake up....go and  apologise to those that you've hurt and begin to care about the ones that belive in you... and those that have trust in you!&lt;br /&gt;    I know you all can do it....in everyone of you there is a good part....a part that really cares about people 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type='text'>What would be world without music</title><content type='html'>What would be world without music......&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics of one of my favourites songs: Linkin Park "Leave Out All The Rest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed I was missing&lt;br /&gt;You were so scared&lt;br /&gt;But no one would listen&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one else cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I woke with this fear&lt;br /&gt;What am I leaving&lt;br /&gt;When I'm done here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I've taken my beating&lt;br /&gt;I've shared what I made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm strong on the surface&lt;br /&gt;Not all the way through&lt;br /&gt;I've never been perfect&lt;br /&gt;But neither have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting&lt;br /&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending&lt;br /&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting&lt;br /&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;Pretending&lt;br /&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you&lt;br /&gt;can't be who you are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6871908769332678025-6137522356661910176?l=gone-to-far.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/feeds/6137522356661910176/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gone-to-far.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-would-be-world-without-musicx.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link 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