<?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-6200213583536031927</id><updated>2012-01-30T04:21:48.832-08:00</updated><category term='today'/><category term='yesterday'/><category term='tomorrow'/><category term='visuri'/><category term='U2'/><category term='Beatiful day'/><title type='text'>Ce se intampla azi .. dar ce ti s-a intamplat maine?</title><subtitle type='html'>Sa vorbim despre viitor la timpul trecut !</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>happy&lt;br /&gt;summer&lt;br /&gt;everybody&lt;br /&gt;     :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200213583536031927-3077348923661556601?l=larilauraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/feeds/3077348923661556601/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6200213583536031927&amp;postID=3077348923661556601' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/3077348923661556601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/3077348923661556601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=':))'/><author><name>lari.lauraine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848601404165991052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_doh294iZDjU/SAea8ir76SI/AAAAAAAAACA/AVz87Y3QnsM/S220/S8002503.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200213583536031927.post-249362785850189452</id><published>2008-05-21T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T09:37:16.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beatiful day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>It's a beautiful day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The heart is a bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Shoots up through the stony ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There's no room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No space to rent in this town &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're out of luck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And the reason that you had to care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The traffic is stuck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And you're not moving anywhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You thought you'd found a friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To take you out of this place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Someone you could lend a hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In return for grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's a beautiful day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sky falls, you feel like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't let it get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're on the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But you've got no destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're in the mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In the maze of her imagination &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You love this town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Even if that doesn't ring true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You've been all over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And it's been all over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't let it get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;t's a beautiful day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;See the world in green and blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;See China right in front of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;See the canyons broken by cloud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;See the Bedouin fires at night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;See the oil fields at first light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After the flood all the colors came out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;t was a beautiful day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't let it get away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Beautiful day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What you don't have you don't need it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What you don't know you can feel it somehow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What you don't have you don't need it now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't need it now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Was a beautiful day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200213583536031927-249362785850189452?l=larilauraine.blogspot.com' alt='' 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Eminescu</title><content type='html'>Cu mâine zilele-ţi adaogi,&lt;br /&gt;Cu ieri viaţa ta o scazi&lt;br /&gt;Şi ai cu toate astea-n faţă&lt;br /&gt;De-a pururi ziua cea de azi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Când unul trece, altul vine&lt;br /&gt;În astă lume a-l urma,&lt;br /&gt;Precum când soarele apune&lt;br /&gt;El şi răsare undeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se pare cum că alte valuri&lt;br /&gt;Cobor mereu pe-acelaşi vad,&lt;br /&gt;Se pare cum că-i altă toamnă,&lt;br /&gt;Ci-n veci aceleaşi frunze cad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naintea nopţii noastre umblă&lt;br /&gt;Crăiasa dulcii dimineţi;&lt;br /&gt;Chiar moartea însăşi e-o părere&lt;br /&gt;Şi un vistiernic de vieţi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din orice clipă trecătoare&lt;br /&gt;Ăst adevăr îl înţeleg,&lt;br /&gt;Că sprijină vecia-ntreagă&lt;br /&gt;Şi-nvârte universu-ntreg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De-aceea zboare anu-acesta&lt;br /&gt;Şi se cufunde în trecut,&lt;br /&gt;Tu ai ş-acum comoara-ntreagă&lt;br /&gt;Ce-n suflet pururi ai avut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu mâine zilele-ţi adaogi,&lt;br /&gt;Cu ieri viaţa ta o scazi,&lt;br /&gt;Având cu toate astea-n faţă&lt;br /&gt;De-a purure ziua de azi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priveliştile sclipitoare,&lt;br /&gt;Ce-n repezi şiruri se diştern,&lt;br /&gt;Repaosă nestrămutate&lt;br /&gt;Sub raza gândului etern.&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;                          M.Eminescu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200213583536031927-8297703343820840153?l=larilauraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/feeds/8297703343820840153/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6200213583536031927&amp;postID=8297703343820840153' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/8297703343820840153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/8297703343820840153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/2008/04/nu-eu-eminescu.html' title='Nu eu.. Eminescu'/><author><name>lari.lauraine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848601404165991052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_doh294iZDjU/SAea8ir76SI/AAAAAAAAACA/AVz87Y3QnsM/S220/S8002503.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200213583536031927.post-2163049415698314703</id><published>2008-04-17T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T09:28:40.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amintiri despre maine</title><content type='html'>O sa am refer acum la ziua de maine ca fiind o stare de fapt, un timp ipotetic pe care il traim cu totii , nemasurabil calendaristic.. intre ieri si maine pot sa stea mai mult de 24 de ore ( asa cum se intampla la nivelul comun ) .. pot sa stea chiar luni sau ani .&lt;br /&gt;Am tot vorbit despre ce asteptari avem noi de la ziua de maine.&lt;br /&gt;Ceea am aflat nu reprezinta de fapt niciun mister pentru nimeni: planurile sunt puse la punct demult dar intotdeauna le lasam pentru mai tarziu .&lt;br /&gt;Nu e nimic rau in a visa sau in a-ti planifica in detaliu "urmatoarea miscare" , dovada fiind faptul ca fiecare dintre noi are o imagine exacta a vietii sale peste 10 ani de exemplu.&lt;br /&gt;Uneori insa , gandim prea mult si uitam sa actionam.. Teoria omoara practica , nu?&lt;br /&gt;Oricate planuri ne-am face si oricat de mult ne-am convinge pe noi insine ca stapanim situatia iar destinul sta in mainile noastre .. adevarul este ca nu ne putem opune inevitabilului .&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i nimic mai adevarat decat faptul ca "socoteala de acasa nu se potriveste cu cea din targ" .&lt;br /&gt;Si eu , ca si tine am trecut printr-o astfel de situatie, in care lucrurile au luat o intorsatura neasteptata.. fie ea buna sau rea.. asta conteaza mai putin.. Important este ca s-a intamplat.&lt;br /&gt;Acum venea momentul in care eu trebuia sa va povestesc cum toata viata ma visam studenta la istorie dar cum intamplarea m-a adus pe holurile Facultatii de Sociologie .. as fi spus de fapt : "cum intamplarea m-a adus pe bancile Facultatii de Sociologie" , dar chiar ieri mi-am propus sa spun mereu numai adevarul, asa ca de ce v-as pacali tocmai pe voi ?&lt;br /&gt;Azi trec totusi peste acest lucru, las povestea mea pentru alta data ..nu de alta, dar sunt atatea exemple mult mai interesante in istorie incat nici nu stiu cu ce sa incep.. Si in plus, "sa moara si capra vecinului", nu doar a mea..&lt;br /&gt;Cand spun "vecin" ma gandesc la Hitler , care in copilarie era sigur ca va deveni un faimos pictor dar se pare ca Academia de Arte nu i-a impartasit ideile , din contra, l-a respins de 2 ori pe motiv ca este lipsit de talent. Si cum de la arta la politica nu este decat un mic pas, micul Adolf s-a hotarat ca de maine sa se faca dictator.. si inca unul "talentat" . Nici Stalin nu si-a planuit bine ziua de maine.. Astazi inscris de mama la Seminarul Teologic, maine dictator peste bietii rusi .. Ma opresc aici, nu mai spun nici de Musolinni care  se visa scriitor.. Daca toti cei care ne schimbam profesiile peste noapte devenim dictatori.. atunci nu am mai avea popor peste care sa conducem..&lt;br /&gt;Oricate planuri ne-am face noi azi.. nu putem fi niciodata siguri de ziua de maine&lt;br /&gt;Nici Cezar nu cred ca se astepta ca tocmai fiul sau adoptiv sa il ucida maine , tocmai la o luna dupa ce fusese incoronat dictator pe viata..&lt;br /&gt;Sau cazul marelui rege Montezuma al 2-lea , pe care aztecii il adorau azi dar in care nu au ezitat sa arunce cu pietre maine (30 iunie 1520) , provocandu-i acestuia moartea.. Si totodata insemnand sfarsitul imperiului aztec, aflat in plina perioada de glorie cand Cortez s-a hotarat ca ar fi cazul ca de maine toti bastinasii sa fie crestinati..&lt;br /&gt;As putea continua cu alte cazuri .. dar cred ca acestea sunt suficiente pentru a ne face  o idee despre ce inseamna de fapt expresia americana "expect the unexpected"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200213583536031927-2163049415698314703?l=larilauraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/feeds/2163049415698314703/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6200213583536031927&amp;postID=2163049415698314703' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today'/><title type='text'>Days of our life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_doh294iZDjU/SAdWXSr76PI/AAAAAAAAABw/DgXtwicagLM/s1600-h/ptr+titlu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190212053720885490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_doh294iZDjU/SAdWXSr76PI/AAAAAAAAABw/DgXtwicagLM/s400/ptr+titlu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/6200213583536031927-2490448250679284561?l=larilauraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/feeds/2490448250679284561/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_doh294iZDjU/SAdWXSr76PI/AAAAAAAAABw/DgXtwicagLM/s72-c/ptr+titlu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200213583536031927.post-1116930487887605990</id><published>2008-04-10T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T07:25:33.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learn from yesterday, live for today , hope for tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;" - &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Drink up today, worry tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;" -&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; proverb chinezesc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The lazier the man is, the more he plans to do tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;" - &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;proverb norvegian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tomorrow is often the busyest day of the week&lt;/em&gt;"- &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;proverb spaniol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Many fine things can be done in a day if you don't always make that day tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" &lt;em&gt;Yesterday is a canceled check.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tomorrow is a promissory note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is the only cash you have - so spend it wisely&lt;/em&gt;" -&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kay Lyons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Your future is created by what you do today, not tomorrow&lt;/em&gt; " -&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Robert Kiyosaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Yesterday is the past, tomorrow's the future, but today is a gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is why it's called THE PRESENT."&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Bill Keane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In concluzie &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..&lt;em&gt;" Too late is tomorrow's life..live for today "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200213583536031927-1116930487887605990?l=larilauraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/feeds/1116930487887605990/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6200213583536031927&amp;postID=1116930487887605990' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/1116930487887605990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/1116930487887605990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/2008/04/about-tomorrow.html' title='About tomorrow'/><author><name>lari.lauraine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848601404165991052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_doh294iZDjU/SAea8ir76SI/AAAAAAAAACA/AVz87Y3QnsM/S220/S8002503.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200213583536031927.post-1700753428071486939</id><published>2008-04-09T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:36:51.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intre ieri azi si maine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_doh294iZDjU/R_1ExHyczDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/i6ywmvGjUOA/s1600-h/pravs-j-tomorrow-will-never-come.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187377956495608882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_doh294iZDjU/R_1ExHyczDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/i6ywmvGjUOA/s400/pravs-j-tomorrow-will-never-come.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200213583536031927-1700753428071486939?l=larilauraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/feeds/1700753428071486939/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6200213583536031927&amp;postID=1700753428071486939' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/1700753428071486939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/1700753428071486939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/2008/04/intre-ieri-azi-si-maine.html' title='Intre ieri azi si maine'/><author><name>lari.lauraine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848601404165991052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_doh294iZDjU/SAea8ir76SI/AAAAAAAAACA/AVz87Y3QnsM/S220/S8002503.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_doh294iZDjU/R_1ExHyczDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/i6ywmvGjUOA/s72-c/pravs-j-tomorrow-will-never-come.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200213583536031927.post-8923205299434300192</id><published>2008-04-09T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T14:36:51.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De maine ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_doh294iZDjU/R_0tvHycy_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOmbWfyDnSo/s1600-h/Quit%20tomorrow_HR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187352633368431602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_doh294iZDjU/R_0tvHycy_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOmbWfyDnSo/s400/Quit%2520tomorrow_HR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Ti s-a intamplat si tie, nu?&lt;br /&gt;      Cand? Si cum a fost "tomorrow" ? a fost un singur maine..sau s-a repetat "obsesiv"?&lt;br /&gt;                                           tomorrow after tomorrow after tomorrow ..&lt;br /&gt;      Tendinta de a lasa pe maine ce poti face azi este larg raspandita in randul acestei minunate      specii umane din care facem cu totii parte . Tocmai de aceea,  va propun un mic joc , dragi cititori ai blogului..  pornind de la presupunerea ca fiecare dintre noi a trecut prin experienta lui "de maine o sa.." , va invit sa va amintiti de acel lucru pe care azi v-ati propus sa il faceti maine dar care nu si-a mai gasit niciodata finalitatea cand maine s-a transformat in azi !&lt;br /&gt; Sau si mai bine..care dintre noi chiar a reusit sa isi respecte promisiunea facuta lui insusi?&lt;br /&gt;       Pentru mine de exemplu, ziua de maine a coincis intotdeauan cu ziua in care ma apuc de invatat.&lt;br /&gt;       Pentru tine ce trebuia sa aduca ziua de maine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200213583536031927-8923205299434300192?l=larilauraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/feeds/8923205299434300192/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6200213583536031927&amp;postID=8923205299434300192' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/8923205299434300192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/8923205299434300192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/2008/04/de-maine.html' title='De maine ..'/><author><name>lari.lauraine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848601404165991052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_doh294iZDjU/SAea8ir76SI/AAAAAAAAACA/AVz87Y3QnsM/S220/S8002503.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_doh294iZDjU/R_0tvHycy_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/iOmbWfyDnSo/s72-c/Quit%2520tomorrow_HR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200213583536031927.post-8840179752084958671</id><published>2008-03-26T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:21:45.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visuri'/><title type='text'>Prea ganditori sa gandim ce ne dorim !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ce s-a intamplat azi stim cu toti..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ce s-a intamplat ieri poate ca deja am si uitat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dar ce vrem sa se intample maine .. asta stim cel mai bine ..adevarul este ca suntem maestri in a ne face planuri.. stim deja ce se va intampla maine, poimaine , ce se va intampla peste 2 ani sau peste 10 ! "Stim" de astazi ca maine va fi mai bine .. si nici nu are cum altfel sa fie, din moment ce de maine vom incepe o noua viatza..de maine ne apucam sa invatam, de maine nu mai fumam , nu mai intarziem la munca ..si da.. maine e ziua cand ne intalnim cu vechii prieteni din liceu pe care trebuia sa ii vedem ieri dar nu am avut timp..nu e insa nici o problema..pentru ca maine avem tot timpul din lume.. timp sa ajungi la toate cursurile la facultate, timp sa vorbesti ore in sir cu prietenul cel mai bun..sa vorbesti despre maine bineinteles.. doar maine ai si timp si bani sa iti cumperi tot ce ieri nu puteai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Nu-i asa ca ziua de maine e atat de frumoasa?.. e mai frumoasa chiar decat cea de azi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eu de exemplu..de-abia astept ziua de maine :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pe de alta parte.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Si azi a fost tot "maine" pentru ziua de ieri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dar "azi" a trecut..asa ca astept sa rasara din nou soarele ..sa ma trezesc exact cand imi suna ceasul..si sa pot incepe sa imi fac planuri pentru poimaine !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tu de exemplu.. te-ai gandit ce o sa faci maine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200213583536031927-8840179752084958671?l=larilauraine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/feeds/8840179752084958671/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6200213583536031927&amp;postID=8840179752084958671' title='9 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/8840179752084958671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6200213583536031927/posts/default/8840179752084958671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://larilauraine.blogspot.com/2008/03/prea-ganditori-sa-gandim-ce-ne-dorim.html' title='Prea ganditori sa gandim ce ne dorim !'/><author><name>lari.lauraine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10848601404165991052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_doh294iZDjU/SAea8ir76SI/AAAAAAAAACA/AVz87Y3QnsM/S220/S8002503.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
