<?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-1925343115676109987</id><updated>2011-11-01T13:52:28.640+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Music... one of my best friends</title><subtitle type='html'>"Without music,life would be an error".- Friedrich Nietzsche</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-7511213201609368615</id><published>2008-12-17T16:08:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:50:24.018+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Conecting the dots ... but don't forget the attraction law</title><content type='html'>Te nasti, ramai uimit de ce este in jurul tau fara a intelege de ce. Urmeaza copilaria plina de peripetii, din care fac parte si primii  ani de scoala. Nici nu ne dam seama cum trec anii de generala, vin anii de liceu si hormonii o iau razna, rebeliunea este in floare, incercam tot felul de lucruri si realizam ca usor usor putem sa ne maturizam. Incepe facultatea, un alt mediu, alte cerinte, obligatii si mai multa libertate. In timpul acesor ani iti dai seama de ce vrei sa faci mai departe si ce ti se potriveste ca personalitate, unde te vezi potrivit din punct de vedere al carierei.&lt;br /&gt;   Stau din cand in cand si ma gandesc cum am ajuns omul care sunt, cum au ajuns oamenii care imi aduc bucurie langa mine, cum am primit lucrurile de care ma bucur, cum o sa fie mai departe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tot timpul ne facem dorinte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sunt la sfarsitul unei facultati de care nu ma simt atasat (INGINERIE) si sunt uimit ca totusi am acelasi sentiment pe care il aveam cand eram copil... si anume ca fac ceea ce imi place. Sentiment pe care l-am descoperit cu ajutorul unor buni prieteni din AIESEC si ambientul pe care acesta l-a construit. Aici am descoperit training-ul, de care ma simt atras. Acum 2 ani am facut un test prin care mi-am descoperit tipul de personalitate ... &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ENFJ.html"&gt;ENFJ&lt;/a&gt; ... si ce &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ENFJ_car.html"&gt;cariere&lt;/a&gt; mi se potrivesc.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa un drum plin de peripetii, am ajuns sa fiu printre cei 68 de participanti alesi sa participe la un curs de pregatire, Train of Trainers, construit de ASS si ANSIT cu sprijinul celor de la CODECS.&lt;br /&gt;Raman uimit cat de mult o simpla fraza se potriveste tot mai mult si mai mult ... "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1R-jKKp3NA"&gt;connecting the dots&lt;/a&gt;" ... pentru unii o aiureala, pentru altii un mod de a reflecta, pentru mine este modul in care imi dau seama ca merg pe drumul cel bun si ceea ce eram cand am fost copil se regaseste in ceea ce sunt acum. Ceea ce doresti sa iti fie destinat ti se va intampla.&lt;br /&gt; Dar pe langa asta in ultimul timp am realizat cat de mult se reflecta modul in care iti doresti un lucru, in momentul in care acel lucru se intampla. Poti sa ramai perplex cand vezi ca dorinta ti s-a indeplinit dar rezultatul nu este cel intuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modul in care ne construim dorintele tin de personalitatea noastra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe deoparte imi doresc mult sa devin un trainer valoros, zi de zi tot mai mult. De cealalta parte  carierele potrivite personalitatii mele sunt cele de : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; Facilitator, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; Teacher, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; Human Resources, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; Writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ti se indeplinesc dorintele ce rezoneaza cu tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     Dar este o mare poveste in spatele acestei dorinte, o poveste care ma duce cu gandul la legea atractiei, care spune ca ceea ce doresti sa atragi langa tine dar si ceea ce vrei sa respingi din jurul tau au acelasi efect. De obicei vrem sa respingem lucruri negative si simtim ca vin tot mai multe. Gandim ... "ce bine ar fi daca nu se va intampla lucru asta" ... si acela se intampla. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_b1GKGWJbE8"&gt;Legea atractiei&lt;/a&gt;. Dovedit stiintific creierul nu poate percepe cuvantul NU, ca rezultat atragem ceea ce nu dorim, deorece creierul o percepe ca o dorinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ceea ce ni se intampla pot fi ramasite ale dorintelor avute in trecut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pare greu de crezut dar asta ma duce cu gandul la ce am scris intr-un alt post acum ceva timp si anume .. "Ceea ce ne dorim nu se intampla atunci cand vrem noi ci atunci cand suntem pregatiti sa intelegem si responsabilitatile ce vin cu acea dorinta".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parasind incet incet campul filozofic pe care m-am pierdut in randurile de mai sus inchei prin a spune ca este important modul in care ne formulam dorintele, la fel de important fiind sa vedem care sunt si rezultatele acelor dorinte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace .. out !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-7511213201609368615?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7511213201609368615/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=7511213201609368615' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7511213201609368615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7511213201609368615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/12/conecting-dots-but-dont-forget.html' title='Conecting the dots ... but don&apos;t forget the attraction law'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-3224913338579304862</id><published>2008-12-17T12:43:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:57:33.764+02:00</updated><title type='text'>4 luni ale premierelor ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUj_47xKh0I/AAAAAAAAAQE/VEqUJKUqsuU/s1600-h/Mad_about_you.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUj_47xKh0I/AAAAAAAAAQE/VEqUJKUqsuU/s320/Mad_about_you.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280751916673566530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stiam ca sunt mai pierdut in spatiu cateodata, iar notiunea timpului imi este la fel de necunoscuta precum teoria relativitatii dar nu as fi crezut ca voi ajunge sa am o discontinuitate atat de mare in ceea ce priveste construirea "playlist-ului" intamplarilor prin care am trecut... dupa 4 luni scriu iar si multe s-au petrecut de la ultima melodie recomandata.&lt;br /&gt;Stau linistit si ma uit la ce am facut in ultimile luni. Ma simt ca intr-un serial numit "Mad About You". Episoade peste episoade unite printr-un singur cuvant .. fericire.&lt;br /&gt;Pentr&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu2FEYwlVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ZHtvWh9pbFk/s1600-h/mandrii.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu2FEYwlVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ZHtvWh9pbFk/s200/mandrii.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281515186215228754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u prima data am fost la o nunta cu mandra mea, a fost o zi "mai frumoasa", dupa cum spune in cantecul mirilor de neuitata Laura Stoica.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru prima data am ajuns sa fiu trainer la o conferinta AIESEC regionala, unde doar eu si mandra mea am fost luati ca traineri din AIESEC Sibiu, niste zile extraordinare cu toate astea orele de somn au cam lipsit.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru prima data " ... tot mai mult " a fost complet.&lt;br /&gt;O alta premiera a fost accidentul de masina de care am avut parte in drum spre Cluj in care au fost implicate trei masini, si noi am fost singurii care am putut pleca de acolo doar cu bara din spate sifonata bine de tot. Tare ne-am mai distrat amandoi la politie in Sebes.&lt;br /&gt;O alta zi de tinut minte a fost cea cu examenul de conducere incheiata cu succes din prima :), de catre mandra mea. Si ma bucur ca am fost langa ea de la inceput si pana la sfarsit.&lt;br /&gt;O alta zi care ma face sa ma gandesc cu placere la ea este prima zi in care a condus ALB-ul iar eu am stat in dreapta ...  femeile pot sa invete sa conduca, este adevarat, dar noi tot o sa stam cu emotii :P.&lt;br /&gt;Si multe multe alte lucruri care ni s-au intamplat pentru prima data si care ne fac sa zambim de fiecare data cand ne aducem aminte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viata bate filmul, este mult mai frumos sa traiesti ceea ce ti-ai dorit decat sa vezi actorii cum fac asta.&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi vine Craciunul, si imediat va incepe un An Nou, sa dea Domnul sa fie pus tot sub semnul norocului cum a fost si acest an, sa ne facem si mai fericiti decat pana acum.&lt;br /&gt;Si dupa cum spuneam pentru cele 4 luni de cand nu am mai scris exista si melodii pe masura :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Eaukbxs_Co"&gt;Alanis Morissette- Head over Feat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-Z1Rfd5Tds"&gt;Savage Garden -  Trully, Madly, Deeply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-3224913338579304862?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3224913338579304862/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=3224913338579304862' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/3224913338579304862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/3224913338579304862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/12/4-luni-ale-premierelor.html' title='4 luni ale premierelor ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUj_47xKh0I/AAAAAAAAAQE/VEqUJKUqsuU/s72-c/Mad_about_you.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-3638791513054889736</id><published>2008-08-28T13:37:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:41:58.395+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lumi suprapuse ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUjW6_RyfBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/zvjwBxRhg2Q/s1600-h/2799865266_5f3f8c9c5c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUjW6_RyfBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/zvjwBxRhg2Q/s400/2799865266_5f3f8c9c5c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280706871998708754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Multi dintre noi cred ca au avut cel putin odata impresia ca viseaza cu ochii deschisi, greu le-a venit sa creada ca ceva poate fi asa frumos. Si nu vorbesc de nimic material, de nimic tangibil.&lt;br /&gt;si cu astea incepe o mica poveste cu un final frumos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 oameni ce aveau "si foc in suflet si-n ochi aveau lumina" dupa cum inegalabilul Florian Pitis spunea, 3 gb de muzica aleasa pe spranceana si 550 km pana la destinatie... astfel a inceput ceea ce urma sa fie  un weekend  excelent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bucuros ca atunci cand eram mic si primeam o masina noua, asa eram si acum 19 ani mai tarziu, doar ca masinuta era reala.  Alaturi de mandra mea si alti 15 prieteni, am ales sa fugim pana la mare pentru cateva zile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era 23:00 cand am pornit la drum, the 90's ne incantau urechile. Niciodata nu mi s-au parut 550 km asa putini. Nici bine nu au trecut 7 ore ca eram deja in Costinesti.&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cateva peripetii cu patronu, care vroia sa ne dea afara ca radeam cu pofta dimineata pe la 7, ne-am instalat in camere si dupa  am avut intalnire cu marea . Tot acolo era unde am lasat-o acum 19 ani .&lt;br /&gt;Spre uimirea tuturor am avut parte de niste zile cu apa foarte curata fara alge dar plina de voie buna si having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUjWQPh2AFI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lidUiuQzCkI/s1600-h/2799854284_6756cb2281_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUjWQPh2AFI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lidUiuQzCkI/s400/2799854284_6756cb2281_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280706137626640466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ce m-a bucurat foarte mult a fost cadoul pe care l-am primit impreuna cu mandra mea, de Sus, pentru prima aniversare ... un rasarit superb.&lt;br /&gt;La inceput de drum si cu impresia ca ne stim de o viata, am petrecut momente extraordinare intr-un peisaj care ma duce cu gandul la o singura melodie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Corrs - Breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daylight's fading slowly&lt;br /&gt;but time with you is standing still&lt;br /&gt;                                                          I'm waiting for you only&lt;br /&gt;                                                          The slightest touch and I'll feel weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Go on, go on, come on leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Tempt me, tease me until I can't deny this&lt;br /&gt;                                                          loving feeling, make me long for your kiss&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Go on, go on&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Yeah, come on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-3638791513054889736?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3638791513054889736/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=3638791513054889736' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/3638791513054889736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/3638791513054889736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/lumi-suprapuse.html' title='Lumi suprapuse ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUjW6_RyfBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/zvjwBxRhg2Q/s72-c/2799865266_5f3f8c9c5c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-7455335371089583393</id><published>2008-08-21T09:39:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:06:12.889+03:00</updated><title type='text'>after 19 years ...</title><content type='html'>Am spus si am sa ma mai repet... exista in viata cateva zile speciale, acele zile care o sa le pretuiesti o viata intreaga.&lt;br /&gt;Aceasta a ziua dinaintea unei astfel de zile ... dupa 19 ani am sa revad marea, in data de 22.08.2008 la 22 de ani. Multi ani la rand am ales muntele, "dragostea" pt el e de vina, dar anul acesta este cu totul special. Este anul premierelor, este anul pus sub semnul norocului, este anul unui nou inceput, si ii multumesc Celui de Sus pentru tot ce mi-a daruit.&lt;br /&gt;In spiritul atmosferei ce ma inconjoara dedic urmatoarea melodie, acelor zile memorabile pe care fiecare dintre noi le-a trait si ne aduc zambetul pe fata de fiecare data cand ni le reamintim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wi3zbBF-_ZY"&gt;The Corrs - The right time &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the right time, once in a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;So I find it hard to sleep, don't you know,&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining in my window, life's in flow,&lt;br /&gt;Makin' music in the morning, laughter's light,&lt;br /&gt;Creativity touches in full flight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the right time, once in a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;Keep it going, let's not lose it, feel the flow,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, flying free in a fantasy, with you I'll go ... "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-7455335371089583393?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7455335371089583393/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=7455335371089583393' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7455335371089583393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7455335371089583393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-19-years.html' title='after 19 years ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-8922081993251462424</id><published>2008-08-09T14:50:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:07:25.690+03:00</updated><title type='text'>08.08.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SKvewmtZVyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oBbxgqr7a1c/s1600-h/Photo-1358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SKvewmtZVyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oBbxgqr7a1c/s400/Photo-1358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236523918354372386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odata in viata se regaseste pe calendar data aceasta ... in cultura asiatica 8 reprezinta Noroc ... si mama ce dreptate le mai dau ! ... o sa fie o data memorabila si nu doar pentru ca a inceput Olimpiada la Beijing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plec cu masinuta mea spre Promenada linistit cu inca un prieten sa ridic un voucher de 20 lei facut cadou de cei de la KISS FM. Ajungem in parcare si observ in parcare un loc liber langa o bijuterie de masina B-41-HND.  Ii spun eu in gluma :)  "Hai sa parcam aici si plecam acasa cu amandoua"... razand nebanuitori de ce o sa se intample. &lt;a href="http://www.ronduldesibiu.ro/sport-timpliber/model-honda-accord-lansat/"&gt;Aici lansare de masina&lt;/a&gt;. Speach-uri peste speach-uri si intr-un tarziu numirea celor 12 castigatori ai unui voucher de consumatie la noua cafenea Klass de pe Nicolae Balcescu. Castigatorii au intrat intr-o tombola cu un premiu foarte atragator.&lt;br /&gt;Nu imi aduc aminte sa mai participat  la o tombola pana acum, la jocuri de noroc nu am fost, la 6-49 nu am jucat deci cred ca va da-ti seama ce mare mi-a fost mirarea cand mi-am auzit numele strigat ... Premiul in ce consta? ... un plin de benzina cu tot cu masina pentru 3 zile, mai exact noul&lt;a href="http://www.hondatrading.ro/modele/accord/accord_20execAT.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hondatrading.ro/modele/accord/accord_20execAT.html"&gt;Honda Accord, full option&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vicepresedintele Honda Trading Romania, Masahiro Koyama, imi inmaneaza o cheie iar pe brelocul ei vad B-41-HND. Imi apare pe fata un zambet de uimire si emotiile incep sa isi faca treaba.&lt;br /&gt;Astazi zi de Test Drive organizat de cei de la Klass Motors Sibiu. Mergem sa facem cunostinta cu herghelia de cai care o sa ne insoteasca pentru trei zile pe drumurile Romaniei.  Urcam in masina, urmeaza explicatiile  utile pentru folosirea unei cutii automate cu 6 trepte care angreneaza cei 201 de cai salbatici regasiti intr-un motor de 2.4 litri benzina la modelul Honda Accord Tourer. Modelul de care ma voi bucura pentru 3 zile are 150 de cai, motor 2.0 litri benzina. Gadget-uri peste gadget-uri, sisteme hi-tech si o senzatie ce creeaza dependenta cu fiecare apasare a pedalei de acceleratie. Obisnuit cu o cutie manuala primul minut a fost hilar , pana am  reusit sa imi tintuiesc piciorul stang in podea :).&lt;br /&gt;Pentru un impatimit al masinilor si  sofatului  ii vor fi niste zile (sa dea Domnul fara probleme) pe care greu am sa le uit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G98VN7zYHNM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;To be continued&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomandarea zilei :&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=09R8CsCCeWs"&gt; Jewel - Drive to you  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-8922081993251462424?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8922081993251462424/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=8922081993251462424' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/8922081993251462424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/8922081993251462424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808.html' title='08.08.08'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SKvewmtZVyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oBbxgqr7a1c/s72-c/Photo-1358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-6221483116331937348</id><published>2008-08-04T10:49:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:21:59.224+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SJcCaHln6jI/AAAAAAAAAKE/AA7jjujNgek/s1600-h/CIMG3645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SJcCaHln6jI/AAAAAAAAAKE/AA7jjujNgek/s320/CIMG3645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230652139950828082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca toate se intampla cu un rost.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca fiecare dintre noi are un inger pazitor.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca suntem orbi atata timp cat nu credem in ceva.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca dorintele ti se implinesc atunci cand esti pregatit sa intelegi si responsabilitatea ce vine cu fiecare dorinta in parte.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca trebuie sa daruiesti ca sa primesti.&lt;br /&gt;Cred in echilibru.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca inainte de a cere ceva de la o persoana trebuie sa ceri de la tine. Daca nu esti in stare sa faci acel lucru nu il cere altuia.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca ai ce invata chiar si de la o piatra.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca nu o sa poti fi fericit pana nu inveti sa te ierti pe tine, si sa nu te mai invinovatesti pt toate.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca trebuie sa fii sincer pana in maduva oaselor cu tine insuti.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca poti schimba in bine viata unui om (si poate chiar sa nu realizezi asta.)&lt;br /&gt;Cred cu tarie ca viata fara muzica ar fi o eroare.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca deciziile luate cu inima sunt cele pentru care suntem in stare sa dam totul.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca poti fauri ceva superb daca simti asta cu toata fiinta.&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca "stand in love" este mai important decat "fall in love".&lt;br /&gt;Cred in puterea cuvantului si gestului.&lt;br /&gt;Cred in puterea exemplului.&lt;br /&gt;Cred in puterea prieteniei adevarate.&lt;br /&gt;Cred in "noi".&lt;br /&gt;Cred in mine.&lt;br /&gt;Cred in El.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... tu in ce crezi ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomandarea zilei - Antique - If you believe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-6221483116331937348?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6221483116331937348/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=6221483116331937348' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/6221483116331937348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/6221483116331937348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/believe.html' title='Believe ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SJcCaHln6jI/AAAAAAAAAKE/AA7jjujNgek/s72-c/CIMG3645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-8008954669892698810</id><published>2008-08-03T14:53:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:39:00.059+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Piersici ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SJXCNhE2FqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6TXVJaFZGdA/s1600-h/BEU8VXWUYAIL10U.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SJXCNhE2FqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6TXVJaFZGdA/s200/BEU8VXWUYAIL10U.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230300079733479074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vezi pe strada intre doi batranei grizonati de trecerea neiertatoare a timpului, o vezi intre doi pustani uimiti de tot ce li se intampla.  Poti citi in ochii lor fericirea impartasita si regasi in gesturile lor tandre armonia, poti simti in vocile lor dorinta ... Intr-o lume plina de "fake-uri", intalnirea unui lucru adevarat te face sa dai tot ce este mai bun ca sa il poti avea cu tine mult timp de acum inainte.&lt;br /&gt;Traim intr-o lume in care se uita multe lucrui invate si tot mai putina atentie se acorda celui de langa noi. Este ca si cum ai gati fara chef, fara acea dorinta de a crea ceva extraordinar care sa iti exalteze papilele.&lt;br /&gt;Dar exista Acolo Sus cineva mai desptept decat noi, care atunci cand esti pregatit te ajuta sa iti dai seama ce lipseste, de cele mai multe ori fiind lucruri simple precum &lt;a href="http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-what-if.html"&gt;"sarea"&lt;/a&gt; dar care te ajuta sa simti fiecare ingredient ... acel ceva care te face sa te simti implinit .&lt;br /&gt;In cinstea a tot ce este frumos si adevarat dedic urmatoarea melodie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poveste de mai - Stefan Banica Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"S-au vazut,&lt;br /&gt;Prima oara intr-o seara de mai,&lt;br /&gt;S-au placut,&lt;br /&gt;El avea parul scurt, ea balai&lt;br /&gt;Parca se cunosteau&lt;br /&gt;Ochi in ochi se priveau&lt;br /&gt;Ca si cand timpul ar sta in loc"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-8008954669892698810?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8008954669892698810/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=8008954669892698810' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/8008954669892698810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/8008954669892698810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/piersici.html' title='Piersici ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SJXCNhE2FqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6TXVJaFZGdA/s72-c/BEU8VXWUYAIL10U.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-3247303356008165332</id><published>2008-07-27T13:11:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:37:17.118+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna stop ... After the flame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SIxM3ai1sbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/GP9xVNuj1lA/s1600-h/DSC03885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SIxM3ai1sbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/GP9xVNuj1lA/s320/DSC03885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227637782372266418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htsi0o61vhk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;ecstasy&lt;/a&gt;" :) ... dupa o noapte incendinara la cel mai tare concert la care am ajuns vreodata... ATB in Romania ... ATB la Peninsula ... ATB live la peste 2000 de persoane ... ATB in fata mea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incepand inca cu "the first tones" pe care le-a mixat, "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cAFWgzBESGc"&gt;emotion&lt;/a&gt;" m-au cuprins. "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nnz3arehwQw&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;In love with the Dj &lt;/a&gt;" am inceput sa dansam in unison peste 2000 de persoane. "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F67ZDzV9TzI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Here with me&lt;/a&gt;" mai erau inca doi prieteni adevarati cu acelasi foc in inima atunci cand se auzea ''&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qBR-C56SS-s&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;9 PM&lt;/a&gt;" in boxe, fara de care nu as fi putut sa imi indeplinesc acest vis.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SIyFBvWq2xI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oc6Rf6ZiQK0/s1600-h/DSC03893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SIyFBvWq2xI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oc6Rf6ZiQK0/s320/DSC03893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227699532408216338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkAcefHDx_0"&gt;Sun goes down&lt;/a&gt;" de ore bune, ''&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YbUh9sT0fTo&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;summer rain&lt;/a&gt;" cadea afara, iar in cort era o caldura care te facea sa te simti ca "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gl89uCcL-LE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;after the flame&lt;/a&gt;". La un moment dat "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uqNjEZ_su1c&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;endless silence&lt;/a&gt;" a intrerupt concertul ... pana de curent. Dar a trecut repede si i-am putut spune lui ATB "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxE6zwReCPk"&gt;don't stop&lt;/a&gt;". Beat-ul era "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I2AdD06pWVU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;killer&lt;/a&gt;", si  "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tS3F8E8b51g"&gt;hero&lt;/a&gt;" meu continua sa mentina o atmosfera incendiara cu ajutorul unor "moving melodies" superbe. Cu mainile in aer si cu apele curgand pe mine cantam "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjsj3NaY1Oc"&gt;I feel live&lt;/a&gt;" .&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ywGITcpGdw"&gt;I will not forget&lt;/a&gt;" acele "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zn5XWOzDrZU"&gt;engrossing moments&lt;/a&gt;" traite ... I was "feel like flyin" . A fost "far beyond"  asteptarilor mele. Va fi un "remember" pretios pentru toata viata.&lt;br /&gt;"Music is hipnotizen" daca ai o "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lWkr0VUnJgM"&gt;illuminated mind&lt;/a&gt;" si "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s7pI9kUdao4"&gt;imagination&lt;/a&gt;". Ajungi sa simti cum totul "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=smWzP-Og-wk"&gt;collides with beauty&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Totul s-a terminat cu urmatoarele "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=68vZ7bVuwFc"&gt;beautiful words&lt;/a&gt;" ... "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BppcZEoc3Gk"&gt;BELIEVE IN ME&lt;/a&gt; !"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-3247303356008165332?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3247303356008165332/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=3247303356008165332' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/3247303356008165332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/3247303356008165332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-wanna-stop-after-flame.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna stop ... After the flame'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SIxM3ai1sbI/AAAAAAAAAJs/GP9xVNuj1lA/s72-c/DSC03885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-1752948359917535890</id><published>2008-06-20T22:23:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:27:53.878+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming the reality ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SFwQokIUIxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uggQyHj2Rh4/s1600-h/NumbDVD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SFwQokIUIxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uggQyHj2Rh4/s320/NumbDVD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214060757667554066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unul dintre cele mai rare lucruri care m-i se intampla este sa fiu impresionat cu adevarat de lucruri dar mai ales de persoane, si astfel incerc sa imortalizez aceste momente intr-un mod sau altul.&lt;br /&gt;De obicei totul incepe cu o coincidenta "perfecta" la momentul oportun, urmata de o curiozitate care te pune pe jar si nu intelegi de ce, dupa asta o perioada de confuzie generala in care nu iti dai seama ce si cum, iar la urma se limpezesc apele si se oglindesc in ele cei ii adevarat.&lt;br /&gt;De unde si pana unde aceasta concluzie care unora le este cat se poate de evidenta si altora nu ...&lt;br /&gt;... dintr-o simpla coincidenta urmata de o curiozitate ce merita hranita ... un simplu film ... &lt;a href="http://thepiratebay.org/tor/4197270/Numb.%5B2007%5D.DVDRIP.XVID.%5BEng%5D-DUQA"&gt;"Numb"&lt;/a&gt; ... cu &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001612/"&gt;Mathew Perry&lt;/a&gt; intr-un rol impresionant. Ar fi un lucru de prisos sa dau detalii despre film,  ce va pot spune  este ca intr-o parte foarte mica sau mai mare, majoriatea se pot identifica cu personajul principal intr-o perioada sau alta a vietii ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sa o citez totusi pe &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1211488/"&gt;Lynn Collins&lt;/a&gt; care  pur si simplu m-a uimit prin simplitatea cu care a putut exprima un lucru care de cele mai multe il complicam cu detalii inutile, il acoperim cu incertitudine si de care ne este frica ... intrebarea ce reprezinta acest lucru o regasiti in film ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... they make you smile when you're tired…&lt;br /&gt;Or you tell them something, that you're scared to tell them because you're afraid&lt;br /&gt;it'll make them stop loving you., but when you tell them, you're surprised, because it actually, it makes them love you more…&lt;br /&gt;Or you tell them that you love their shirt, and then they end up wearing it every day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-1752948359917535890?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1752948359917535890/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=1752948359917535890' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/1752948359917535890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/1752948359917535890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreaming-reality.html' title='Dreaming the reality ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SFwQokIUIxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uggQyHj2Rh4/s72-c/NumbDVD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-4543638838525595806</id><published>2008-06-10T19:56:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:25:36.444+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SE64ZAJCZII/AAAAAAAAAJE/NDUOyu4ac7o/s1600-h/music_rose_thank_you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SE64ZAJCZII/AAAAAAAAAJE/NDUOyu4ac7o/s200/music_rose_thank_you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210304558588388482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zi de zi, an de an se intampla sa imbatranim si se avem momente in care reflectam asupra trecutului.&lt;br /&gt;Zi de zi, luna de luna se intampla sa ne dorim cate ceva foarte mult.&lt;br /&gt;Zi de zi, saptamana de saptamana se intampla sa ajungem sa cadem lati de oboseala si totusi ne regasim puterile sa mai incepem o saptamana noua.&lt;br /&gt;Zi de zi, ora de ora se intampla cate ceva care ne faca sa ne comportam intr-un fel sau altul.&lt;br /&gt;Zi de zi, minut de minut se intampla sa avem cate un gand care ne tranziteaza mintea, si care sa ne faca sa luam o decizie sau alta.&lt;br /&gt;Zi de zi, se intampla sa existe acea secunda care sa produca coincidenta perfecta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar totusi pentru mine intr-o lume atat de incerta exista cineva care sa ma linisteasca de fiecare data  ... muzica ... stiu ca intotdeauna si la bine si la rau ma pot baza pe ea.&lt;br /&gt;In cinstea ei si faptului ca "ii reuseste de fiecare data" dedic urmatoarea melodie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R74JyifhlqY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Patrice-Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" class="txt_1"  &gt;"When my feet were in shackles &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my hands were in chains&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took my mind and made it settle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In a land so far away&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" class="txt_1"  &gt; Everything is music&lt;br /&gt;I just put parts in a frame&lt;br /&gt;To capture this very moment&lt;br /&gt;And never let it go away&lt;br /&gt;They use you and abuse you&lt;br /&gt;And treat you like a thing&lt;br /&gt;Forever I'll be faithful&lt;br /&gt;have your back untill the end"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-4543638838525595806?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4543638838525595806/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=4543638838525595806' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4543638838525595806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4543638838525595806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank you ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SE64ZAJCZII/AAAAAAAAAJE/NDUOyu4ac7o/s72-c/music_rose_thank_you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-6327512123311427657</id><published>2008-06-05T18:17:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:32:26.227+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomprehensible ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209115489450516162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SEp-8Eau3sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KMLi8SLBIGw/s320/rman4354l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pentru inceput ... se simte lipsa unui lucru care te face fericit, atunci cand dintr-un motiv sau altul te-ai oprit ... pentru mine erau acele cuvinte pe care le asterneam aici si sportul.&lt;br /&gt;Se simte cand gandurile mai putin pozitive incep sa se coalizeze si sa lucreze impotriva ta.&lt;br /&gt;Se simte cand ceva rau este sa se intample, simti asta, esti "avertizat", dar totusi esti prea aiurit ca sa schimbi ceva.&lt;br /&gt;Se simte cand te simti apasat de "datorii".&lt;br /&gt;Se simte cand te simti neimsemnat fata de altii.&lt;br /&gt;Se simte cand esti pe punctul de a exploda.&lt;br /&gt;Se simte cand stresul si nesomnul te induc intr-o stare "in care nu iti gasesti locul", si lucruri neinsemnate te enerveaza la culmea. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SEp-jf9EXrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fLY3Mb63nv8/s1600-h/rman4354l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se simte cand iti este ciuda.&lt;br /&gt;Se simte cand iti doresti sa se termine perioada asta de sesiune si sa incepi sa faci doar lucrurile cu adevarat importante pentru tine.&lt;br /&gt;Se simte cand ai buzunarul gol.&lt;br /&gt;Se simte cand nu ti-ai ai respectat orarul si tabieturile. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se simte cand esti zilnic intr-o "rush hour" continua ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... dar ce nu se mai simte ... tristeatea pe care aceste "lipsuri" o provocau odata. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... surprinzator ... au efect pe durata tot mai scurta ... si sa vreau si tot nu ma pot abtine sa nu zambesc ... cred ca m-am "defectat" :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if the lyrics are more appropriate for the girls, there are some lyrics that even a straight guy can like :)) ... so like I said more then once ... let your prejudice go !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=OVNK_VDQY8I&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Corinne Bailey Rae - Put your records on &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Three little birds, sat on my window.&lt;br /&gt;And they told me I don't need to worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, don't you hesitate.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright&lt;br /&gt;The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you think it's strange? ... "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-6327512123311427657?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6327512123311427657/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=6327512123311427657' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/6327512123311427657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/6327512123311427657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/06/incomprehensible.html' title='Incomprehensible ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SEp-8Eau3sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KMLi8SLBIGw/s72-c/rman4354l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-7881437211279652818</id><published>2008-05-27T21:46:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:31:39.727+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Open your eyes ... Open your mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SDxvQ5f8j7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/VCp62vb8eDM/s1600-h/confused.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SDxvQ5f8j7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/VCp62vb8eDM/s320/confused.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205157605436854194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intr-o lume in care si asa totul este intr-o tranzitie permanenta si in unele cazuri haotica de-a dreptul, iti vine greu sa mai intelegi ceva din orice punct al vietii. Totul e confuz... si nu ma leg de alegerile ce se apropie :) .&lt;br /&gt;Situatiile in antiteza au fost "deliciul" ultimelor saptamani, avand ca rezultat o nebuloasa de ganduri.&lt;br /&gt;Se spune ca ochii sunt oglinda sufletului, ca poti intelege pe oricine doar privindu-l prin aceasta "poarta"... eu spun ca ii cea mai apriga metoda de a induce in eroare daca nu este sustinuta de ceea ce faci. Este la fel ca si cum "spui" ceva si faci cu totul alt lucru.&lt;br /&gt;In "cinstea" a tot ceea ce este confuz dedic melodia "Open your eyes"de la  Guano Apes.&lt;br /&gt;... poate de asta se si spune ca este oarba ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-7881437211279652818?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7881437211279652818/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=7881437211279652818' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7881437211279652818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7881437211279652818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/05/open-your-eyes-open-your-mind.html' title='Open your eyes ... Open your mind'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SDxvQ5f8j7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/VCp62vb8eDM/s72-c/confused.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-3005793973206981634</id><published>2008-05-17T18:36:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:01:55.077+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing to harmony ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SC7_KGLBKuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vF1JIr_Pj7E/s1600-h/ICE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SC7_KGLBKuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vF1JIr_Pj7E/s320/ICE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201375168580102882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This melody is pure harmony  ... You can enjoy it, it's worthless to describe it ... just like pure love !&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and just let your body and mind to become one, united by the moves inspired by this melody  ... Let your imagination free !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=V4wde35I8jw&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Perasma - Swing to Harmony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"like flowers that move in the air&lt;br /&gt;don't bother ,no, don't care&lt;br /&gt;swing to harmony&lt;br /&gt;breathe the air&lt;br /&gt;dream on your dreams&lt;br /&gt;dream on your dreams  "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-3005793973206981634?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3005793973206981634/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=3005793973206981634' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/3005793973206981634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/3005793973206981634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/05/swing-to-harmony.html' title='Swing to harmony ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SC7_KGLBKuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vF1JIr_Pj7E/s72-c/ICE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-7980053883105997857</id><published>2008-05-15T10:22:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:36:05.806+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tip of the iceberg ...</title><content type='html'>Una dintre cele mai mari greseli pe care cineva o poate face este aceea de a face presupuneri. Este indubitabil ... nu intelegem un lucru, o schimbare, o decizie, imediat tragem concluzii pripite.&lt;br /&gt;Mai rau este atunci cand concluzia unei astfel de situatii ajunge sa fie ceva de genul ... "Defapt asa rau a fost de la inceput" ... cireasa amara de pe tort ... :)&lt;br /&gt;Oamenii se schimba, dar daca fac asta si sa nu ne convine, concluzia irevocabila este cea de mai sus, daca schimbarea ne este pe plac ii laudam. Egoism pur.&lt;br /&gt;Este atat de familiar scenariul : "Am ajuns sa te cunosc " ... "Nu te mai recunosc" ... "Te-ai schimbat radical". Situatiile acestea te fac sa te gandesti daca o decizie pe care ai luat-o a fost buna sau nu cand a fost vorba sa schimbi ceva, iar din reactiile primite iti dai seama cat de mult a ajuns sa te cunoasca cineva sau nu.&lt;br /&gt;Facem anumite schimbari ca urmare a unor situatii care ne schimba perceptia asupra unor lucruri radical, facem anumite schimbari pentru binele nostru. Dar nu de fiecare data este inteles lucrul acesta ...&lt;br /&gt;Si a dat peste mine melodia care spun ca se potriveste cel mai mult :) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Feeling - Strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;‘Cause people gonna see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How they wanna see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People gonna rate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People gonna hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People gonna shove you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People gonna love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People gonna do whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Makes them feel they own you better ... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-7980053883105997857?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7980053883105997857/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=7980053883105997857' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7980053883105997857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7980053883105997857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/05/tip-of-iceberg.html' title='Tip of the iceberg ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-8517272923889365523</id><published>2008-05-13T19:33:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:39:05.403+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When ?</title><content type='html'>Daca ii sa intrebam pe cineva care a fost lucrul cel mai frumos din viata sa, o sa raspunda ... "Momentul in care ...". Totul se rezuma la acea secunda din viata in care am simtit ca prindem aripi, ca speranta ne face sa radiem de fericire, ca merita sa incepem sa construim un alt drum.&lt;br /&gt;Dar viata nu este doar lapte si miere, sunt momente in care pamantul ne fuge de sub picioare si simtim cum ceva se sfasie in noi ...&lt;br /&gt;Ziua de astazi a fost un amalgam de momente, sentimente, ganduri. A inceput de la o mica  intrebare ("Si ce mai faci?") si raspunsul pe care l-am primit ("Sufar."), urmata de o dorinta arzatoare (de a face rost de o melodie speciala pt mine) si terminata cu o alta discutie surprinzatoare.&lt;br /&gt;Dezamagirea pe care am regasit-o in prima  persoana cu care am vb azi si tristetea unor vremuri apuse dar care inca ne mai "bantuie" regasite in alta discutie ... m-au facut sa ma gandesc la trecut&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am reamintit de doua momente din viata mea la care nu le-am intele&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SCn8VGLBKpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sbRw13g0zCw/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SCn8VGLBKpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sbRw13g0zCw/s320/sunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199964684140227218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s semnificatia pe moment: unul care m-a facut sa zambesc si altul care m-a intristat.&lt;br /&gt;Pana acum in muzica ascultata mi-am regasit momentul prezent.&lt;br /&gt;Melodia recomandata mai jos ma duce cu gandul la trecut, prezent si viitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Taxi- Ploaia pe mare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie sa lasam trecutul sa apuna (nu sa il uitam),  sa faca loc unui "rasarit" superb ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-8517272923889365523?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8517272923889365523/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=8517272923889365523' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/8517272923889365523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/8517272923889365523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/05/when.html' title='When ?'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SCn8VGLBKpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sbRw13g0zCw/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-8586997043743852635</id><published>2008-05-04T09:57:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T11:02:42.509+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SB2L4xX3TXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vghihbMGDKo/s1600-h/306563078_abd86867cb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SB2L4xX3TXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vghihbMGDKo/s320/306563078_abd86867cb_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196463352497786226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stateam si ma gandeam daca sa scriu despre melodia asta sau nu, si am inceput sa pun in balanta si bune si rele. Ce nu ma atrage asa mult sunt versurile care nu ma impresioneaza deloc, dar pe partea cealalta este beat-ul si sound-ul melodiei. Combinatia dintre r&amp;amp;b, pop, reggae ii destul de comuna in zilele noastre, dar melodia asta este o surpriza. Trompetele care imi aduc aminte de Lou Bega, acompaniate de sunetul foarte atragator al naiului, si inconfundabilul maracas, condimenteaza acest "cocktail muzical" care te face sa il asculti iar si iar pentru ai descoperi toate "aromele".&lt;br /&gt;... Situatia in care m-a pus melodia asta, si anume daca merita sau nu sa scriu despre ea, mi-a adus aminte de cuvintele intelepte din popor : Pozitivistul vede jumatatea plina a paharului, negativistul vede partea goala a paharului, iar inginerul observa ca paharul are dublu din capacitatea necesara.&lt;br /&gt;Si astfel ca un inginer in formare spun : Unele lucruri care nu ne plac la inceput, sau nu ne satisfac din plin, sau invers, ne pot ajuta totusi sa mai aflam, sa mai realizam, sa mai sedimentam in noi un lucru din personalitatea noastra, din caracterul nostru.&lt;br /&gt;Daca era sa fiu un pozitivist inrait as fi spus ca melodia ii super tare pentru linia melodica pe care o are, daca era sa fiu negativist as fi spus ca ii nasoala, ca versurile sunt varza.&lt;br /&gt;Profesorii au incearcat sa explice ce inseamna o gandire inginereasca dar nici unul nu mi-a transmis o viziune asa clara asupra ei, precum aceasta situatie banala: si anume importanta descoperii potentialului unui lucru, astfel incat sa poti face un compromis intre minusurile si plusurile acestuia.  Avantajul pe care m-i l-a oferit aceasta gandire, este calitatea buna a alegerilor si compromisurilor facute. Problema este ca nu de fiecare data avem puterea sa folosim acest gen de gandire, dupa cum spuneam si in postul anterior depinde mult de "soarele" care ne lumineaza intr-o anumita situatie.&lt;br /&gt;Recomandarea zilei : &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=IrQ2SvjzIOk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brick&amp;amp;Lace - Wicked love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cu plusurile si cu minusurile sale .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-8586997043743852635?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8586997043743852635/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=8586997043743852635' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/8586997043743852635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/8586997043743852635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/05/wicked.html' title='Wicked ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SB2L4xX3TXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vghihbMGDKo/s72-c/306563078_abd86867cb_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-8875671341332308263</id><published>2008-05-01T20:12:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T00:10:00.677+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Day or Night ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SBorkRX3TWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xVk1EiDT44w/s1600-h/IMG_0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SBorkRX3TWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xVk1EiDT44w/s200/IMG_0297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195513022264069474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In ultimile saptamani am aflat mai multe despre mine decat in ultimii ani, de cand sunt intr-o cursa uimitoare spre autocunoastere. Multe lucruri neasteptate asa curand, mi s-au intamplat si imi dau de gandit despre ce vreau cu adevarat.&lt;br /&gt;Cautand raspuns la gandurile si sentimentele ce ma incearca acum, printre melodii si versuri dupa ore si ore de ascultat un tipar se zareste ... tipar ce imi aduce aminte de lectiile de romana din liceu :)) . O zi de primavara, o ora obisnuita de romana si o "chestie"...Se numea "Planeta celor 2 sori", o povestioara scrisa de Horia Arama, "o prostie" spuneam eu, la vremea aceea ... ironia sortii ... dupa vreo 6 ani realizez cat de bine ma identific cu acea istorisire stiintifico-fantastica. Era vorba despre o planeta, Ahra, guvernata de 2 sori. Cel care stralucea in timpul zilei aducea orasul intr-o stare linistita, calma. Soarele care domina cerul noaptea ii facea pe locuitori mai petrecareti, mai tupeisti, mai frenetici. Ce era uimitor, era ca odata cu rasaritul soarelui ce lumina ziua, oameni se schimbau total, fata de cum au fost pe timpul noptii, ca si cum nimic nu s-ar fi intamplat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SBorTxX3TVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zeSW7gIPQSk/s1600-h/PICT2373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SBorTxX3TVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zeSW7gIPQSk/s200/PICT2373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195512738796227922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cautarea acerba a unui raspuns si acest flash-back a timpului apus m-a facut sa imi dau seama cat de mult conteaza "care soare ne lumineaza calea". DAR  ... Ce faci cand ai nevoie de ambii sori ? ... Ce faci daca ambele stari de definesc?  ... Ce faci cand nu stii ce sa alegi intre &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7I2bUTZnjvw"&gt;Enya- Love Song&lt;/a&gt;  si &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LfdAX8n6UbA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Arash- Temptation&lt;/a&gt; , dar stii ca ambele te fac sa dai tot cei mai bun din tine?  ... dar intre timp ... zambesc in continuare, si ma intreb ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-8875671341332308263?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8875671341332308263/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=8875671341332308263' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/8875671341332308263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/8875671341332308263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/05/ying-yang.html' title='Day or Night ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SBorkRX3TWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xVk1EiDT44w/s72-c/IMG_0297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-49619448873068058</id><published>2008-04-25T22:18:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:34:19.444+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see a new horizon ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SBI-mRX3TQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/i8mMwu4fdw8/s1600-h/CIMG6732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SBI-mRX3TQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/i8mMwu4fdw8/s320/CIMG6732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193282147531050242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajungem in unele momente ale vietii, in care simtim nevoia de o schimbare. Ajungem sa spunem "Gata! de maine ... fac lumea mea sa se invarta altcumva". Dar in momentul acela intelectul intra in functiune  ... "Cum fac asta ? Chiar trebuie sa schimb ceva ? Oare ce se va intampla?". Dar acest intelect are o "echipa sanatoasa"... lenea, lipsa de vointa, zona de confort, frica de necunoscut ... care ne fac sa dam inapoi imediat dupa ce gandul de a schimba ceva se instaleaza in noi. De obicei meciul este castigat de echipa condusa de intelectul puturos, dar din cand in cand exista o speranta in echipa formata din "credinta, curaj, curiozitate, ambitie, creativitate, incredere in sine"  si condusa de intuitie. Aceasta echipa a castigat saptamana asta ...&lt;br /&gt;Printre toate celelalte lucruri pe care le aveam de indeplinit zilele trecute am simtit nevoia catorva momente in care sa fac ce imi place si anume sa mai citesc si sa mai caut melodii "speciale", cu acel "drog" care sa ma induca in frenezie (iubesc cuvantul acesta :) ). Si asta s-a intamplat. Am descoperit o melodie care ma face instantaneu sa "explodez" in miscari menite sa transpuna fericirea regasita in suflet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astfel recomandare zilei este &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 4 Grooves - Writing on the wall&lt;/span&gt; , un cover dupa melodia lui John Parr - St. Elmo's Fire (Man in Motion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see a new horizon underneath the blazing sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be where the eagles flying higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be your man in motion&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a pair of wheels&lt;br /&gt;Take me where the future's lying; St. Elmo's fire (x??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can climb the highest mountain&lt;br /&gt;Cross the wildest sea&lt;br /&gt;I can feel St. Elmo's fire burning in me&lt;br /&gt;Burning in me&lt;br /&gt;The highest mountain - in me (x??)&lt;br /&gt;I can see a new horizon (x??)&lt;br /&gt;New horizon (x??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : poza ii facuta in Hannover acum mai mult de jumatate de an ... si nu avea insemnatate asa mare pe atunci, dar azi reprezinta noul meu orizont.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-49619448873068058?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/49619448873068058/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=49619448873068058' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/49619448873068058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/49619448873068058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-can-see-new-horizon.html' title='I can see a new horizon ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SBI-mRX3TQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/i8mMwu4fdw8/s72-c/CIMG6732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-346318229025990231</id><published>2008-04-22T12:30:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T12:55:23.632+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Respectati-va respectand Pamantul !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SA2yFhX3TPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RGwzi2yzIhA/s1600-h/1129626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 275px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SA2yFhX3TPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RGwzi2yzIhA/s320/1129626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192001753355603186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Intr-o lume in care  am uitat ce inseamna natura cu adevarat si ne batem tot mai mult joc de ea exista cateva suflete care se gandesc la mediul inconjurator zi de zi. Faptul ca traim la viteza maxima si nu mai avem timp sa percepem tot ce ne inconjoara ne face sa uitam de acest glob care ne-a oferit totul.&lt;br /&gt;Luis Armstrong un vechi "prieten" drag mie mi-a spus odata acum cativa ani ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         I see trees of green, red roses too&lt;br /&gt;I see them bloom for me and you&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see skies of blue and clouds of white&lt;br /&gt;The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Are also on the faces of people going by&lt;br /&gt;I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do&lt;br /&gt;They're really saying I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...daca azi ar fi posibil,  eu nu as putea sa ii mai spun acelasi lucru...fara sa il mint !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din partea unui impatimit al frumusetii care se regaseste in natura care ne inconjoara si in lumea care zambeste cu sufletul va urez o Zi a Pamantului fericita  !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-346318229025990231?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/346318229025990231/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=346318229025990231' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/346318229025990231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/346318229025990231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/04/respectati-va-respectand-pamantul.html' title='Respectati-va respectand Pamantul !'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SA2yFhX3TPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RGwzi2yzIhA/s72-c/1129626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-4649280546634059047</id><published>2008-04-17T11:15:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:41:40.942+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound of freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Trezit de o "raza de soare" :) primul cuvant care mi-a venit in cap a fost libertate ... Sau cum ar spune Bob Sinclair "sound of freedom" ... and I feel so good ... recomand orice melodie care va da sentimentul de libertate fata de ganduri, sentimente, probleme, emotii, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't care what people say&lt;br /&gt;Free yourself, let yourself go&lt;br /&gt;Sweat music is playin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Free yourself, let yourself go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Release that stress&lt;br /&gt;Free yourself, let yourself go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, listen up people&lt;br /&gt;Everybody gotta be, be yourself, be yourself now&lt;br /&gt;You got to live your live free yeah&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout a thing, just be yourself yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got to be free &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-4649280546634059047?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4649280546634059047/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=4649280546634059047' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4649280546634059047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4649280546634059047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/04/sound-of-freedom.html' title='Sound of freedom'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-4552352071830782503</id><published>2008-04-12T23:46:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T15:34:48.822+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much fun  … esenţa muzicii.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SAEhjD3S7BI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Ua6r2BSP25Y/s1600-h/album_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SAEhjD3S7BI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Ua6r2BSP25Y/s320/album_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188465131923893266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pentru prima data de foarte mult timp simt ca imi sare inima din piept si vrea sa danseze ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Muzica ... ne inconjoară, ne bucură, ne inspiră, ne aduce zâmbetul pe buze, ne face corpul sa intre in frenezie. Friedrich Nietzsche, un cunoscut filozof german, infocat susţinător al “puterii voinţei” a spus si citez: “ Fără muzică viaţa ar fi o eroare” … şi cel mai bine inţelegi aceste cuvinte când “auzi” o melodie cu inima, iar un zâmbet sincer acompaniat de mişcări ale corpului te induc intr-o stare de beatitudine. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Talentul&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;celor care ne dau acest afrodisiac nu ţine cont de culoare, vârstă, educaţie, sex, religie, de cum arata, de cum se imbraca,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;…este un dar, este ceva pur. Sunt pasionat de muzică de mai mult timp, dar pănă acum câteva zile nu am simţit atât de puternic gustul plăcut al muzicii … până nu am făcut cunoştinţă cu Ronald Jenkees … un omuleţ din Kentucky USA, care m-a făcut să inţeleg esenţa frumuseţii muzicii . Dacă aveţi vreodată curiozitatea de a intra pe &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/ronaldjenkees"&gt;www.youtube.com/ronaldjenkees&lt;/a&gt;, dar cu inima deschisă, dispuşi să lăsa-ţi preconcepţiile deoparte, o surpriză placută vă poate “face ziua”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Prietenul care mi-a arătat primul filmuleţ cu Ronald a inceput prin a-mi spune să nu pun accent pe cum arată, ci să mă&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“uit la el” … am rămas fără cuvinte, mâinile au inceput să se mişte pe “beat” şi sufletul sa imi zâmbească. Ce m-a uimit cel mai mult este sinceritatea şi mulţumirea cu care cânta. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Trecând peste aparenţe si fiind atent la cat de mult “trăieşte mometul”, regaseşti in el un izvor de inspiraţie pentru ce inseamnă să faci cu adevărat ce iţi place, fără să ţii cont de reguli si limite. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sound-ul compoziţiilor lui v-i s-ar putea părea dezorganizate, dar sunt demne de un geniu muzical. Printre filmuleţele pe care Ronald, le-a pus pe YouTube este şi “Disorganized fun” … multe melodii numite “hit-uri” nu&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;imi transmit atâta placere in urechi precum acesta. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pentru incheiere am să îl citez pe Ronald: “This is too much fun! ... Thank you all … Peace out!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diddysmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-4552352071830782503?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4552352071830782503/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=4552352071830782503' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4552352071830782503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4552352071830782503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/04/too-much-fun-esena-muzicii.html' title='Too much fun  … esenţa muzicii.'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SAEhjD3S7BI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Ua6r2BSP25Y/s72-c/album_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-4670030021495921424</id><published>2008-04-06T14:03:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:55:44.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"To listen" or "to not listen" your heart ? ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R_i44x_LrRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2sUt5N8nOao/s1600-h/listen_to_your_heart_by_accessQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R_i44x_LrRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2sUt5N8nOao/s400/listen_to_your_heart_by_accessQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186098256547654930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... this is the question ! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Intr-o lume in care domneste intelectualul, instinctul este reprimat, nici nu se mai pune problema de a ne folosi intuitia ... Invatatura asta am simtit-o  de ceva timp, dar am realizat-o cu ajutorul unei carticele simple ... "Intuitia- cunoasterea de dincolo de logica" de OSHO.&lt;br /&gt;Daca am realiza cat de putin timp ne acordam noua, am avea o viata mai usoara. Daca am realiza cat de mult ne reprimam si ne limitam am avea o viata mai usoara. Daca din cand in cand ne-am asculta inima, acea entitate care ne vorbeste si ne spune si ne indeamna sa facem un lucru special ... am avea o viata mai frumoasa.&lt;br /&gt;Sti ca ceva din tine te indeamna sa faci niste pasi in viata, dar totusi stai inevitabil si incepi sa analizezi ce s-a intamplat pana acum si "spui la revedere inimii". Stiu pentru ca am facut greseala asta de multe ori.&lt;br /&gt;Citeam cartea mai sus precizata si ascultam Roxette, dar nu le dadeam importanta, cand incepe sa se auda in boxe "Listen to your heart"... ceva in mine s-a miscat iar urmatorul lucru care l-am facut a fost sa ma urc in masina,  si sa conduc indemnat de ceva. Drumul a fost interesant pentru ca  stiam unde doresc sa merg dar in acelasi timp cautam si motive pentru care sa ma intorc din drum.&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai bine incepi sa te cunosti cand toata logica sustinuta de creier ( care analizeaza totul din punctul de vedere a ce a fost si nu a ce iti doresti sa fie ) sunt impotriva inimii, a sentimentelor adevarate unde isi au salasul dorintele si visurile, neatinse de evenimente si ganduri ... cand se termina lupta si apare invingatorul sti cel mai bine cine esti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rar gasesc o melodie care sa aiba fiecare vers plin de  invatatura (de asta am sa le si pun pe toate), de obicei melodiile sunt un amalgam de sentimente, dar aceasta este speciala, "pictand" in fata ochilor tai simplitatea  inimii ...  trebuie sa fii dispus sa lasi  melodia sa ajunga direct in tine fara a o analiza pentru a intelege asta ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxette - Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know theres something in the wake of your smile.&lt;br /&gt;I get a notion from the look in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;You've built a love but that love falls apart.&lt;br /&gt;Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;When hes calling for you.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;Theres nothing else you can do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where you're going&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;But listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;Before you tell him goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.&lt;br /&gt;They're swept away and nothing is what is seems,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of belonging to your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are voices&lt;br /&gt;That want to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;So much to mention&lt;br /&gt;But you cant find the words.&lt;br /&gt;The scent of magic,&lt;br /&gt;The beauty thats been&lt;br /&gt;When love was wilder than the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : acest post este prescris doar atunci cand simti sa faci un lucru frumos, nu este destinat gandurilor negre care te imping sa faci un lucru regretabil... sfatul doctorului :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-4670030021495921424?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4670030021495921424/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=4670030021495921424' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4670030021495921424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4670030021495921424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-listen-or-to-not-listen-your-heart.html' title='&quot;To listen&quot; or &quot;to not listen&quot; your heart ? ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R_i44x_LrRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2sUt5N8nOao/s72-c/listen_to_your_heart_by_accessQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-5385284643553723919</id><published>2008-03-22T14:46:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T17:02:43.079+02:00</updated><title type='text'>^-^  New Soul  ^-^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Se spune ca din greseli omul invata cel mai mult ... bazandu-ma pe cuvintele astea pot spune ca am devenit mult mai intelept  ...&lt;br /&gt; Se mai spune ca cea mai mare arma a "celui de jos" este indoiala ... daca face un om sa se indoiasca de credinta sa a castigat ... o batalie ... dar nu razboiul ...&lt;br /&gt;  Se mai spune ca dupa ploaie vine soarele, si totul renaste ... si tristetea dispare spun eu&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca dragostea adevarata invinge tot ... poate fi acoperita superficial de suparare, dezamagire si tristete, dar pentru putin timp ... doar pe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R-UfWB_LrPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BYFALd-hxfo/s1600-h/joyfull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R-UfWB_LrPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BYFALd-hxfo/s200/joyfull.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180581409710648562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; moment&lt;br /&gt;  Mai cred ca nu poti ierta pe nimeni pana nu te poti ierta pe tine ...&lt;br /&gt;  Mai cred ca nu ar trebui sa avem asteptari de la altii pe care stim ca nu o sa le respectam noi ...&lt;br /&gt;  Mai cred ca invataturile le poti trage din orice ... si odata primite nu ii rau sa le spunem si altora, cu riscul de a nu fi crezuti si intelesi&lt;br /&gt;  Am inteles ca trebuie sa ne bucuram de ce avem si sa multumim pentru asta ... dar nu ii o greseala sa iti doresti mai mult&lt;br /&gt; Am inteles ca cel mai mult ne punem piedici si ne impunem limite pe degeaba ...trebuie sa lasam retinerile deoparte ... de ne vine sa dansam sa dansam, de ne vine sa radem pe strada sa radem.&lt;br /&gt; Cred  ca orice lucru inainte sa fie frumos este urat ... dar asta ii un pret  care trebuie platit pentru a te bucura de acum incolo de frumusetea lui ... cel mai bun exemplu este puiul de lebada care la nastere si in primele saptamani de viata este uratel, cenusiu si nu iti ofera nici un indiciu ca se va transforma intr-o frumusete de un alb stralucitor;  fluturele la fel ... cea mai gingasa faptura inainte sa se transforme si sa infrumuseteze lumea este una dintre cele mai respingatoare vietuitoare.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Ei cu mai putina modestie ma consider un pui de lebada ce tocmai a ajuns la maturitate cu adevarat ... dupa ce am facut greseli mai mari si mai mici  am realizat  ca ii timpul sa  pun in  practica  invatatura trasa din ele ... si spun asta intelegand si acceptand ca procesul este ireversibil  ... odata ajuns a maturitate puiul de lebada nu o sa mai poata fi niciodata cenusiu ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Zilele trec, sentimentele care conteaza se intetesc, indoiala dispare si linistea se coboara ... doar cateva cuvinte insiruite, scrise cu mult subinteles dar in acelasi timp si clare, de mare importanta pentru mine ... primii pasi catre maturitate :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  De multe ori spunem ... Gata punem punct aici si o luam de la capat ... Dar de putine ori simtim asta ... poate ca ne este lene si asteptam sa ne ajute altii sau poate ca nu avem destula incredere in noi sau poate. Uneori suntem prea rai cu noi si ne autopedepsim crezand ca facand asta vei fi un exemplu si pentru altii ... dar sa auzi si sa nu crezi si citez : "Nimanui nu ii pasa ca te pedepsesti si ca esti rau cu tine, ii doare in cot " . Ii o provocare sa accepti ca lumea ii egoista si ca in primul rand trebuie sa te gandesti la tine si dupa asta la altcineva, ii o provocare sa accepti ca sursa ta de fericire este una utopica si ca trebuie sa cobori inapoi pe pamant si sa iti iei viata in mana si sa faci totul in primul rand cu gandul la tine si dupa asta la altii ... ii o provocare sa devii stapan pe tine in realitate :) ... zilele trecute au fost pline de revelatii, de "aha moments" si de invataturi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   De mult nu am mai zambit fara nici un motiv, si mi-a lipsit asta ... si de acum am incredere ca o sa ma tina asta ... chiar daca o sa mai am si scapari :) ... dar nu conteaza ... acum ma stiu, si m-am iertat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pe langa toate lucrurile care m-au facut sa inteleg ce imi doresc, o picatura este si urmatoarea melodie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yael Naim - New Soul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    I'm a new soul&lt;br /&gt;I came to this strange world&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and take&lt;br /&gt;But since I came here, felt the joy and the fear&lt;br /&gt;Finding myself making every possible mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la (21x)&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la (21x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I'm a young soul in this very strange world&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake&lt;br /&gt;But why all this hate? try to communicate&lt;br /&gt;Finding trust and love is not always easy to make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la (21x)&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la (21x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a happy end&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Everything you have done&lt;br /&gt;Why's everything so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a happy end&lt;br /&gt;Come and give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a new soul&lt;br /&gt;I came to this strange world&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and take&lt;br /&gt;But since I came here, felt the joy and the fear&lt;br /&gt;Finding myself making every possible mistake&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/1925343115676109987-5385284643553723919?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5385284643553723919/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=5385284643553723919' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/5385284643553723919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/5385284643553723919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-soul.html' title='^-^  New Soul  ^-^'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R-UfWB_LrPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BYFALd-hxfo/s72-c/joyfull.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-5156430449005192052</id><published>2008-02-25T12:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T12:45:45.595+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry, you can put the blame on me ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As life goes on I'm starting to learn more and more about responsibility&lt;br /&gt;And I realize that everything I do is affecting the people around me&lt;br /&gt;So I want to take this time out to apologize for things that&lt;br /&gt;I've done things that haven't occurred yet&lt;br /&gt;and things that they don't want to take responsibility for&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I'm sorry for the fact that I did not know&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;That you were sitting home just wishing we&lt;br /&gt;Could go back to when it was just you and me&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the times I would neglect&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the times I disrespect&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I'm sorry for the wrong things that I've done&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the things that I did not say&lt;br /&gt;Like how you are the best thing in my world&lt;br /&gt;And how I'm so proud to call you my girl&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;I understand that there's some problems&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not too blind to know&lt;br /&gt;All the pain you kept inside you&lt;br /&gt;Even though you might not show&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt; If I can't apologize for being wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt; Then it's just a shame on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt; I'll be the reason for your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt; And you can put the blame on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt; … &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt; I wish I would listened and not be so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt; I'm sorry that your life turned out this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-5156430449005192052?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5156430449005192052/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=5156430449005192052' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/5156430449005192052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/5156430449005192052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-sorry-you-can-put-blame-on-me.html' title='I&apos;m sorry, you can put the blame on me ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-3449671262453158940</id><published>2008-02-08T11:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T16:00:53.750+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun is still shining, and the fire is still burning...</title><content type='html'>Zilele trecute am avut parte de o multime de momente "speciale", momente care te fac sa reflectezi mai mult la ce s-a intamplat, la ce se intampla si la ce iti doresti sa se intample ...&lt;br /&gt;     Dar cum unora dintre noi i se intampla (ma bucur pentru cei care sunt exceptii), s-au intamplat intr-un moment prost ...  si in loc ca aceste reflectii  sa faca bine  au facut mai mult rau.&lt;br /&gt;     Si mai ales ca te saturi de momentele proaste care apar atunci cand ti lumea mai draga, si din cauza carora se risipeste din magia momentelor frumoase...&lt;br /&gt;      Se spune ca lumina si binele vor invinge intotdeauna si asta este ... vor invinge la un moment dat, dar niciodata din prima ... inainte de a deveni ceva frumos este urat ... inainte de liniste este furtuna si daca ne gandim fiecare la exemple ne dam seama ca asa este ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si un lucru de incheiere ... nici un erou nu a fost singur, fiecare a avut cate un partener care ii oferea suport in momentele de rastriste ... nu trebuie sa ne fie frica sa ne impartasim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomandarea zilei este - Bob Marley - Three little birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry about a thing,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.&lt;br /&gt;Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up this mornin',&lt;br /&gt;Smiled with the risin' sun,&lt;br /&gt;Three little birds&lt;br /&gt;Pitch by my doorstep&lt;br /&gt;Singin' sweet songs&lt;br /&gt;Of melodies pure and true,&lt;br /&gt;Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-3449671262453158940?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3449671262453158940/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=3449671262453158940' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/3449671262453158940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/3449671262453158940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/02/sun-is-still-shining-and-fire-is-still.html' title='The sun is still shining, and the fire is still burning...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-6030999100614811493</id><published>2008-02-07T15:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T17:26:39.023+02:00</updated><title type='text'>and what if ...</title><content type='html'>Fiecare dintre noi are un fel de a privi viata si mai ales de a o evalua... Pentru mine viata este "felul perfect de mancare" care are tot ce ii trebuie si in proportiile potrivite incat o aroma sa nu acopere alta, este un echilibru pe care orice gurmand si-l doreste.&lt;br /&gt;    Dar acel gust dupa un timp simti ca dispare. In acelasi timp dorinta de al avea iar ii mare si astfel incepi sa tot refaci reteta dar nu mai este la fel, si te tot intrebi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Si daca as ...?" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tot incerci si incerci una si alta, dar degeaba .&lt;br /&gt;   Dupa un timp iti dai seama ca ii lipseste "sarea si piperul" ... "sarea" care face ca celelalte ingrediente sa iti ofere gustul lor nemaipomenit si "piperul" care iti condimenteaza viata care iti tine papilele "ca pe jar",  care iti creste pofta de "mancare", care te face sa mai ceri inca o portie.&lt;br /&gt;   Atunci incepi sa te intrebi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cum as putea ... ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... si cu aceeasi dorinta incepi sa cauti magicele ingrediente in reteta dar nu mai dai de ele  si atunci incepi sa te intrebi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... "Si daca as ... schimba reteta ?" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recomandarea zilei - 2 PAC - Changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            "&lt;/span&gt;We gotta make a change...&lt;br /&gt;                              It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.&lt;br /&gt;                              Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live&lt;br /&gt;                              and let's change the way we treat each other.&lt;br /&gt;                              You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do&lt;br /&gt;                              what we gotta do, to survive.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-6030999100614811493?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6030999100614811493/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=6030999100614811493' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/6030999100614811493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/6030999100614811493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-what-if.html' title='and what if ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-4343815018601374164</id><published>2007-12-28T12:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T14:32:30.929+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fratele ramane frate ...</title><content type='html'>Sangele, apa nu se va face niciodata ...&lt;br /&gt;    Azi am realizat cat de norocos sunt ... ca am un frate, am realizat mai mult ca oricand. Poate si circumstantele sunt de vina dar nu conteaza asta ci rezultatul.&lt;br /&gt;Chiar daca ii o distanta de mai mult de 1000 km intre noi inca mai poate sa ma faca sa zambesc si sa uit de lucrurile mai putin frumoase. In timp ce scriu imi aduc aminte cat de multe certuri si cuvinte grele ne-am varsat unul altuia dar acum nu mai fac nici cat negru sub unghie ... cand ajungi sa pretuiesti cu adevarat ce ai langa sufletul tau.&lt;br /&gt;    Ii multumesc Celui de Sus zi de zi pentru norocul care mi l-a dat si pentru cei cu care imi impart inima si zilele, dar azi vreau sa dedic melodia fratiorului meu pentru ca fara sa zic nimic si fara sa cer nimic, dar mai ales fara sa stie ca sunt mai putin fericit ... mi-a adus zambetul in inima.&lt;br /&gt;    Cu dor si cu mandrie dedic urmatoarea melodie fratiorului meu ... Sa ramai la fel de senin in suflet si la fel de darnic cu voia buna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pentru cei care sunt in stare sa treaca peste prejudecati si sa vada adevarata semnificatie a melodiei ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassanova - Fratele meu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-4343815018601374164?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4343815018601374164/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=4343815018601374164' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4343815018601374164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4343815018601374164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/12/fratele-ramane-frate.html' title='Fratele ramane frate ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-7337723271851310632</id><published>2007-12-14T17:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T19:01:04.506+02:00</updated><title type='text'>people are just talking...</title><content type='html'>De ceva vreme nu aud decat ca sunt cat se poate de trist, ca sunt posomorat, ca nu fac altceva decat sa ma plang si sa ma repet, ca nu am chef de viata si ca nu mai stiu sa ma distrez ca pe vremuri , ca nu mai stiu ce scuze sa gasesc, ca spun multe si ca fac extrem de putine, ca am uitat sa zambesc, ca ochii mei sunt tot tristi ... ei mi-a ajuns pana peste cap sa tot aud toate vorbele astea ! ... M-am saturat sa am impresia ca toti se uita la mine ca la o epava ca la un om pus la pamant ... Ei sa vezi si sa nu crezi ... primul lucru care imi trece prin cap ii ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck ?  ... sunt doar vorbe ... pana si gandurile sunt doar vorbe ... Asa ca pe romaneste ... Da-le in mamasa ! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Am auzit zilele astea ca starea de spirit pe care o ai intr-un anumit moment este datorita unor substante care iti sunt degajate in corp si cu timpul daca stai in aceeasi stare corpul ajunge sa fie dependent de ele ... ei stiti ceva ... orice se poate schimba, ii dam doar o doza foarte mare din sentimentul opus (de ex daca esti fara chef de viata te apuci si faci lucruri care te fac sa razi cu tot corpul, dansezi, bei dar nu cantitati industriale, asculti muzica care te face sa tresari de fericire, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;  Inceputul ii greu si mai dai rateuri, mai ai momente in care iti mai cade moralul si nici situatia nu te ajuta, dar solutia ii destul de la indemana ... inca un "Da-le in mamasa " si te duci si faci ceva care te binedispune ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;poza asta ii ceva ce ma face sa rad cu pofta de fiecare data cand o vad :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R2K0KUTMVSI/AAAAAAAAACc/2yQ6OJhHkgs/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R2K0KUTMVSI/AAAAAAAAACc/2yQ6OJhHkgs/s200/image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143871813751428386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Asa ca recomandarea mea pentru azi , ca sunt foarte bine dispus si de acum in colo voi fi tot asa (asta ii dovada de optimism :) ) este tripla .... toate trei fac parte din OST-ul filmului de animatie "Happy Feet", pe care il recomand cu aceeasi caldura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Jason Mraz - The Joker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   "Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Some call me the gangster of love&lt;br /&gt;And some people call me Maurice&lt;br /&gt;Cause I speak of the pompitous of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talking about me, baby&lt;br /&gt;They say I'm doing you wrong, I'm doing you wrong&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry, don't you worry, don't you worry&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I would give anything)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a picker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a grinner&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lover&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a sinner&lt;br /&gt;(Give up my life, my heart, my home)&lt;br /&gt;I play my music in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I would give anything)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a joker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a smoker&lt;br /&gt;I'm a midnight toker&lt;br /&gt;(Just to touch you once again)&lt;br /&gt;I get my loving on the run&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;2. Pink - Tell me something good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You ain't got no kind of feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;I got something that will sure 'nuff set your stuff on fire (i got something i got something)&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to put anything before your pride&lt;br /&gt;I got something that will knock all your pride aside  so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something good&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something good&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you like it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got no time is what you're known to say&lt;br /&gt;But I'll make you wish there were 48 hours to each day ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;3. Prince - The song of your Heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; We have to find our heart songs all by ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; It’s the voice you hear inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Who you truly are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; You might make a different song, yes that's right it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; That don't make anybody more or less as good as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; If you can't feel the music that's all you really need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Then turn this party all the way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Good time guaranteed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Look ... everybody makes mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Oh yeah, not one or two (right!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; But that don't make the dirty little things they say about you true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; (You tell 'em!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Step aside little babies and watch me do my thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; I don't even need a good reason to do this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; Listen to me sing&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Come on!&lt;br /&gt;Watch me now!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't care what the people say&lt;br /&gt;This is my life&lt;br /&gt;I just got to like that okay (okay?)&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-7337723271851310632?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7337723271851310632/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=7337723271851310632' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7337723271851310632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7337723271851310632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/12/people-are-just-talking.html' title='people are just talking...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R2K0KUTMVSI/AAAAAAAAACc/2yQ6OJhHkgs/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-1832909977725934935</id><published>2007-11-30T19:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T21:00:23.584+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cateodata ...</title><content type='html'>Ce inseamna muza ? Care este lucrusorul care te face sa te face sa te razgandesti ? Cand sti ca ai dreptate sau nu ? Cat de mult ajuta sau strica adevarul ? De ce gandurile sunt acelea care te face sa fii in al noualea cer sau te fac sa te simti ca ultimul om ? De ce cea mai dulce dragoste trebuie sa aiba doua taisuri ?  ... si multe alte intrebari pe care le generam in diferite situatii, atunci cand nu suntem pregatiti sa intelegem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Unul dintre lucrurile pe care le-am inteles si le-am realizat este ca un om poate sa fie fericit complet chiar daca totul mu este pe placul lui ... nu de mult timp iubita mea, izvorul meu de fericire, mi-a spus o mica poveste "Mr Right...intruchiparea perfectiunii", care m-a pus pe gandit, acum cateva sapt am auzit o poveste despre viata unui om care m-a facut sa inteleg ca visul meu este realizabil, mi-a aratat ca merita sa lupt pentru dragoste, ca ii important sa acceptam mai mult decat sa cerem...  iar cele doua lucruri mau facut sa ma razgandesc, sa inteleg ca este mai frumos sa te bucuri de frumusetea de persoana care o ai langa tine decat sa incerci sa o faci pe placul tau.&lt;br /&gt;      Un alt lucru despre care simt ca trebuie sa scriu este despre banalul cuvant SITUATIE ... sau scenariu sau moment ... dar sublineaza acelasi lucru ... modul in care reactionam la faptele care se intampla in acel moment.Studiu de caz pentru mine : Situatie in care ce se intampla nu este pe placul nostru ... Primul impuls este sa reactionam si dupa asta sa gandim, este mult mai uso; primul impuls este sa dam mai multa importanta lucrului de care ne este frica decat cel care ne este pe plac; primul impuls este acela de a ne  supara decat sa zambim ! ... dar putini sunt cei care se gandesc atunci intr-un alt mod, intr-unul mai putin negativ.&lt;br /&gt;      Acum ceva timp am auzitla stiri despre Cristi Chivu ca zambeste tot timpul indiferent de situatie... M-a facut sa rad ... Acum cateva saptamani am facut o promisiune pe care in situatia aceea nu stiam ca ii asa de greu de tinut si ca rezultat, am incalcat-o... ce ii comic este ca modul in care as fi putut respecta-o am auzit-o la stiri cu ceva timp inainte dar nu am inteles asta pana acum.  &lt;br /&gt;       Astazi m-i s-au deschis ochii si am realizat cat de mult pot pierde  si cate lucruri poti sa treci cu vederea daca esti prea atent asupra lucrurilor fara importanta... Astazi am realizat ca nu se face nimic pana nu se umple paharul ... Astazi am realizat cat de mult strica cand doresti sa faci prea mult bine ... Astazi am decis ca spontanietatea o sa faca parte din viata mea ...&lt;br /&gt;       Este greu sa accepti cine esti cateodata, esti si mai greu sa iti recunosti greselile fata de tine si sa spui celui fata de care ai gresit  lucru acesta si mai ales un "Imi pare rau"&lt;br /&gt;       Nu este numai soare pe cer, nu este doar fericire pe lume asta si nu din pacate nu ii poti proteja pe cei pe care ii iubesti de partea mai putin frumoasa a vietii fara ai mintii ... iar pentru asta am o poveste  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Povestea lui Martin si John ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Au fost odata doi prieteni foaret buni, de-o viata intreaga care au impartit pana la batranete toate cele bune si cele rele... erau de nedespartit.&lt;br /&gt; Dar intr-o zi rece, cei doi batranei sau imbolnavit si au ajuns la spital. Martin si John au fost pusi in aceeasi camera, dar aveau doar un geam si doua paturi. Martin a fost asezat la geam si Jhon a fost pus in celalalt pat, privat de ocazia de a privi pe geam.&lt;br /&gt; Intr-o zi, Martin incepe sa ii povesteasca lui John ce vede el pe geam : "Cat este de frumos afara, oamenii se plimba pe biciclete, zambesc si sunt frumosi, ca soarele este bland si norii nu se fac vazuti pe cerul de un albastru divin". La inceput John era foarte fericit ca batranul lui prieten ii povesteste ce se intampla pe afara si asta il ajuta sa treaca mai usor peste clipele grele care ii incercau din cauza bolii.&lt;br /&gt; Dar dupa un timp John a inceput sa nu ii mai placa ca doar Martin este cel care se putea uita pe geam si se bucura de priveliste ... vroia sa fie el cel care sa stea la geam, sa fie el cel care sa poata povesti ... a inceput sa se gandeasca cum ar putea ajunge el sa stea la geam.&lt;br /&gt;  Intr-o zi Martin se imbolnaveste foatre tare si face o criza.... erau doar cei doi in camera ... John pret de o clipa ininte sa apese pe butonul de urgenta a stat si s-a gandit ... "Daca Martin moare a sa fiu eu cel care va sta la geam si a sa fiu eu cel care o sa se bucure de ce vad afara."... toata aceste clipe au durat o fractiune de secunda si John a apasat imediat pe buton ... au durat prea mult ... Martin a murit.&lt;br /&gt;   Si John a ajuns sa stea la geam ... Zile intregi sufletul ii era sfasiat de ganduri de remuscare si nu era in stare sa priveasca pe geam sa se bucure de ce era acolo, pentru ca nu avea cu cine imparti fericirea... Zile intregi, saptamani au trecut si Jhon tot nu a privit pe fereastra din care Martin i-a povestit atatea ... pana intr-o zi ...&lt;br /&gt;Si a ramas fara cuvinte cand a vazut ce era dincolo de geam ...&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R1BcB2bmemI/AAAAAAAAACM/b7jZMZcJaac/s1600-R/laughlin.brick.visions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R1BcB2bmemI/AAAAAAAAACM/dal44UgUIiI/s200/laughlin.brick.visions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138708361690643042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R1BcB2bmemI/AAAAAAAAACM/b7jZMZcJaac/s1600-R/laughlin.brick.visions.jpg"&gt;asta era ceea ce a vazut Martin atatea zile la rand , si tot ce ii spunea lui John era doar imagini inventate de el pentru ai face lui John ziua mai frumoasa... morala va las pe voi sa o descoperiti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomandarea zilei : Dj Project - "Doua anotimpuri" (pentru mine refrenul este cel care m-a facut sa o recomand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esti vantul care poarta gandul meu&lt;br /&gt;Esti ploaia care-mi stinge inima&lt;br /&gt;Am doua anotimpuri in suflet mereu&lt;br /&gt;Cand vii sau pleci din viata mea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R1BcB2bmemI/AAAAAAAAACM/b7jZMZcJaac/s1600-R/laughlin.brick.visions.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-1832909977725934935?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1832909977725934935/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=1832909977725934935' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/1832909977725934935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/1832909977725934935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/11/cateodata.html' title='Cateodata ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/R1BcB2bmemI/AAAAAAAAACM/dal44UgUIiI/s72-c/laughlin.brick.visions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-2814381209886160282</id><published>2007-07-30T16:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T16:43:03.192+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Merita pretuiti ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rq3qgWYbOXI/AAAAAAAAABU/NW4QVOPzEwQ/s1600-h/Parents-Illustration.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rq3qgWYbOXI/AAAAAAAAABU/NW4QVOPzEwQ/s200/Parents-Illustration.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092984595110639986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Intotdeauna am vazut in ai mei parinti dragi si scumpi cei mai buni prieteni si mai ales cei mai buni dascali, de la care pot invata ce sa fac si ce sa nu fac cand vine vorba de familie. Unii dintre noi spun ca pe parintii lor nu ii intereseaza ce fac, altii ca incearca sa le controleze cat mai mult viata, altii pleaca din cauza parintilor din casa, unii le multumesc pentru ceea ce au facut si fac si incearca sa faca primii pasi in viata singuri , altii sunt dependenti de ei si cred ca fara ei nu s-ar putea descurca in "jungla".&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa nu fac o greseala, nu o sa generalizez urmatoarele cuvinte :)... de multe ori cerem atatea de la ei ca uitam sa mai si multumim.&lt;br /&gt;De unde toate cuvintele astea melancolice :) ??? ... de la o melodie desigur :) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  si anume Timpuri Noi -Tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mi-aduc aminte acum de parca ar fi fost ca ieri&lt;br /&gt;Si primii pasi in viata atunci cand plangi cand ceri&lt;br /&gt;Cu chipul lui sever si tonul vocii bland&lt;br /&gt;Zicea "Barbatii nu plang", nu plang&lt;br /&gt;Stiam sa trag la tinta si stiam sa patinez&lt;br /&gt;Stiam sa mesteresc si stiam sa desenez&lt;br /&gt;Mergeam pe bicicleta privind 'naintea mea&lt;br /&gt;In spate era tata care tinea de sea..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-2814381209886160282?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2814381209886160282/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=2814381209886160282' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/2814381209886160282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/2814381209886160282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/07/merita-pretuiti.html' title='Merita pretuiti ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rq3qgWYbOXI/AAAAAAAAABU/NW4QVOPzEwQ/s72-c/Parents-Illustration.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-1538423724855054864</id><published>2007-07-18T20:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:39:56.083+03:00</updated><title type='text'>We are going on a summer holiday ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rp5QWM4mWgI/AAAAAAAAABM/I0kGf9fwjKI/s1600-h/VOINEASA+FLAG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rp5QWM4mWgI/AAAAAAAAABM/I0kGf9fwjKI/s320/VOINEASA+FLAG.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088592971321203202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...daca poti sa spui asta. Jumatatea mea care imi infrumuseteaza fiecare clipa din zi nu ii de acord :). Defapt noi plecam la o conferinta "serioasa" de planificare, unde vrand nevrand trebuie sa ne stoarcem creierii si sa scoatem din ei proiecte numai bune, care sa ajute la dezvolaterea noastra si a semenilor nostrii... studentii de Sibiu, aka European Capital of Culture.&lt;br /&gt;Si sa vezi si sa faci bine sa crezi... are dreptate. Dar asta nu inseamna ca nu putem face macar cateva pozne care sa faca atmosfera si conferinta de neuitat.&lt;br /&gt;Cu ranjetul pe buze si cu gandul la ce tarasenii sa facem dedic urmatoarea melodie toturor celor care au fost si sunt in AIESEC si au trecut sau vor trece printr-un LPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... don't worry be happy... orice ce s-ar intampla :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dj Sven - Holiday rap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"...We took a holiday with all our friends.&lt;br /&gt;It was a time to relax and let your worries behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly seven weeks or something crossed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It was the shine of the time we never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning our parents kicked us out of our beds.&lt;br /&gt;We told them it was stupid&lt;br /&gt;don't play the fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the answer was short: you gotta go to school!..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-1538423724855054864?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1538423724855054864/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=1538423724855054864' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/1538423724855054864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/1538423724855054864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-are-going-on-summer-holiday.html' title='We are going on a summer holiday ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rp5QWM4mWgI/AAAAAAAAABM/I0kGf9fwjKI/s72-c/VOINEASA+FLAG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-6193753006327096362</id><published>2007-07-17T20:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:59:46.796+03:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD DAY ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rp0DDs4mWeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/q_NREmzr_58/s1600-h/bad_day2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rp0DDs4mWeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/q_NREmzr_58/s320/bad_day2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088226516121573858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...asta ii adevarul ... din cand in cand lucrurile nu merg asa cum vrem, raspunsurile pe care le primim nu sunt aceleasi cu cele pe care le asteptam, sperantele si asteptarile pe care ni le-am faurit cu o zi inainte se sfarama, vremea nu tine cu noi, si tot asa ... sunt multe care au mers prost azi pentru mine. Dar nu conteaza, sa trecem mai departe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... si ca sa vezi si sa nu crezi ... o melodie destul de cunoscuta imi vine in ajutor... ce este si mai ciudat ii ca acum scriu razand sanatos, chiar daca imi vine sa sterg cu totul ziua asta din mintea mea. Dar asta e, suntem oameni si suntem meniti sa fim facuti sa suferim.&lt;br /&gt; Acum mi-a venit in cap o vorba auzita acum ceva vreme de la un mosneag ... "Tot mereu inainte fratilor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acea melodie destul de cunoscuta ii  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bad Day"- Daniel Powter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Because you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-6193753006327096362?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6193753006327096362/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=6193753006327096362' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/6193753006327096362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/6193753006327096362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-day.html' title='BAD DAY ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rp0DDs4mWeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/q_NREmzr_58/s72-c/bad_day2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-7012889151902290936</id><published>2007-07-16T16:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T16:39:14.020+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy days ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rpt0-c4mWdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/X46CHFY0aTA/s1600-h/lazycat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rpt0-c4mWdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/X46CHFY0aTA/s200/lazycat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087788820299405778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sau mai pe romaneste zilele in care nu ai chef de nimic si totul t-i de pare fad, zilele in care nu iti vine nici sa te uiti la televizor, nici calculatorul nu te atrage, nu iti vine nici sa stai dar nici sa te misti... zilele in care devii molcom si totul se misca cu incetinitorul...&lt;br /&gt;... dar ai vrea sa iesi din starea asta si totusi nu ai nimic care sa te motiveze sa faci pasul asta si colac peste pupaza te afunzi si mai adanc in starea asta letargica.&lt;br /&gt;...eu unul am gasit un lian de care sa ma prind si sa scap, si pe care sunt dispus sa il impart cu restul ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... se numeste&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ENYA- "Lazy days"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"...Lazy old day&lt;br /&gt;rolling away&lt;br /&gt;dreaming the day away&lt;br /&gt;don't want to go&lt;br /&gt;now that I'm in the flow&lt;br /&gt;crazy amazing day ..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-7012889151902290936?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7012889151902290936/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=7012889151902290936' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7012889151902290936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7012889151902290936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/07/lazy-days.html' title='Lazy days ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rpt0-c4mWdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/X46CHFY0aTA/s72-c/lazycat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-7923777863037738311</id><published>2007-07-15T18:09:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T18:33:59.658+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cel putin odata, fiecare dintre noi s-a simtit ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rpo8384mWbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/a8mOS8MzDIk/s1600-h/DISAPPOINTMENT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rpo8384mWbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/a8mOS8MzDIk/s320/DISAPPOINTMENT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087445661002389938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;...DEZAMAGIT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... de un lucru material care arata mai bine in poza decat in realitate sau de o persoana...&lt;br /&gt;CE II DE FACUT IN CAZUL ASTA ?!?&lt;br /&gt;... sa stam bosumflati si sa ii purtam ranchiuna acelui(lucru), acelei(persoane) ?&lt;br /&gt;... sa ii raspundem cu aceeasi moneda(persoanei) sau sa dam cu el de pamant(obiectul in cauza) ?&lt;br /&gt;sau mai exista si alte posibilitati?...in cazul persoanei :)&lt;br /&gt;...una dintre ele ii cea pe care o folosesc si pe care sa spun asa am "inventat-o"... de fiecare data cand un sentiment din "gama" celor negative imi deranjeaza ziulica mea plina de "happy thoughts" incep si caut pe net poze si melodii care sa exprime acel sentiment nedorit in suflet ... si uite asa scap eu de el, sau cel putin in mare parte il elimin ... si astfel relatia cu persoana (care vrand, nevrand ti-a facut o "surpriza") ramane neschimbata ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomandarea mea ii o melodie pe care am gasit-o cu cateva minute inainte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uppercutmusic.com/artist_m/mickey_harte_lyrics.html" title="Mickey Harte lyrics of songs"&gt;Mickey Harte&lt;/a&gt; » &lt;a href="http://www.uppercutmusic.com/artist_m/mickey_harte_lyrics/never_wanna_let_you_down_lyrics.html" title="Song Lyrics for 'Never Wanna Let You Down' By Mickey Harte"&gt;Never Wanna Let You Down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;"...Like a ship lost at the sea&lt;br /&gt;So low, rescue me&lt;br /&gt;You know I never wanna let you down&lt;br /&gt;Like two storms that collide&lt;br /&gt;A thorn in your side&lt;br /&gt;You know I never wanna let you down&lt;br /&gt;No I never wanna let you down&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I never wanna let you down..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-7923777863037738311?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7923777863037738311/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=7923777863037738311' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7923777863037738311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/7923777863037738311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/07/cel-putin-odata-fiecare-dintre-noi-s.html' title='Cel putin odata, fiecare dintre noi s-a simtit ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rpo8384mWbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/a8mOS8MzDIk/s72-c/DISAPPOINTMENT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-5611178882243931260</id><published>2007-07-11T21:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:01:58.429+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Orice roman poate fi si campion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/RpUbECiY4xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6YNBzQ5w77c/s1600-h/248roman_x1pxoywqu4sjf4hnsjwhcf1u3weadcczrau7_7nql2akfgvrrrq28h53-sbprvsircztrrgyg4h4yxgovudpzjel_vxd_owa920gxhxbbnsbmnkskgwlxd1j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/RpUbECiY4xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6YNBzQ5w77c/s320/248roman_x1pxoywqu4sjf4hnsjwhcf1u3weadcczrau7_7nql2akfgvrrrq28h53-sbprvsircztrrgyg4h4yxgovudpzjel_vxd_owa920gxhxbbnsbmnkskgwlxd1j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086001110399378194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;... un mare adevar… Sunt mandru sa spun ca sunt de aceeasi nationalitate cu &lt;a href="http://www.curierulnational.ro/?page=articol&amp;editie=1296&amp;amp;art=83943"&gt;Catalin Dragomir&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.realitatea.net/index.php?domeniu=26&amp;stire=64505"&gt;Cristian Mungiu &lt;/a&gt;, Cristian Nemescu , si deja arhi-cunoscutii Nadia Comaneci, Gica Hagi, Gabi Szabo, Nenea Tiriac, Ilie Nastase, Maia Morgenstein,etc. si de ce nu Monica Barladeanu &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Si totusi se regasesc unii dintre noi ,din pacate, care prin faptele lor umbresc valoarea adevarata a romanilor. Faptul aud mai des reportaje de genul “cel mai inalt nivel de coruptie se regaseste in Romania”, “cuplu de romani au ucis fara mila”, “romani din tara x au furat”, “romanii din y isi trimit copii la cersit”; decat stiri de genul “Premiul Palm&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;D’or luat de &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;un roman”, “Cel mai inalt turn din lume ce va fi construit, este proiectat de un roman” ma face sa ma intreb totusi unde am dat gres ca natiune si daca mai avem vreo sansa sa ne revenim.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Zilele astea am avut un examen si printre arbori cotiti, roti dintate, rulmenti si alte organe de masini am discutat cu domnul profesor despre furat(copiat la examene) si despre faptul ca suntem o natiune de hoti si oameni ce iau intotdeauna calea mai usoara si mai necinstita. Si mi-a mai spus ca toata aceasta gandire o se schimbe peste vreo 50 de ani… dupa ce mor toti cei care mai au inca legaturi ca viata dinainte de '89 cand s-au perfectionat in aceasta "arta".&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sa fie asta singura posibilitate ? …&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Azi recomand&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt; Voltaj – Msd2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“De prea multi ani noi repetam doar un sincron&lt;br /&gt; Un pas inainte si apoi 2 inapoi&lt;br /&gt; Orice roman poate fi si campion&lt;br /&gt; Si poate ajunge mai sus de locul 2 (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Poti sa fi fata, sau poti fi baiat&lt;br /&gt; Poti sa fi singur sau pe brate purtat&lt;br /&gt; In noaptea asta noi dam tonul aici&lt;br /&gt; Nu-i loc de intors cu noi tot ai sa strigi&lt;br /&gt; Poti fi din Cluj, Craiova, Bucuresti&lt;br /&gt; Din Timisoara,Iasi, C-ta, Pitesti&lt;br /&gt; Poti fi de aici sau de oriunde ai fi&lt;br /&gt; Nu-i loc de intors cu noi tot ai sa fii &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;…”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realitatea.net/index.php?domeniu=26&amp;stire=64505"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realitatea.net/index.php?domeniu=26&amp;amp;stire=64505"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.curierulnational.ro/?page=articol&amp;editie=1296&amp;amp;art=83943"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-5611178882243931260?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5611178882243931260/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=5611178882243931260' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/5611178882243931260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/5611178882243931260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/07/orice-roman-poate-fi-si-campion.html' title='Orice roman poate fi si campion...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/RpUbECiY4xI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6YNBzQ5w77c/s72-c/248roman_x1pxoywqu4sjf4hnsjwhcf1u3weadcczrau7_7nql2akfgvrrrq28h53-sbprvsircztrrgyg4h4yxgovudpzjel_vxd_owa920gxhxbbnsbmnkskgwlxd1j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-819071036054800885</id><published>2007-07-11T20:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:00:45.524+03:00</updated><title type='text'>SI CAND SE INTAMPLA CEVA ...</title><content type='html'>... CE NICI MACAR NU TI-A TRECUT PRIN CAP CA SE POATE !!! CE FACI ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apelezi la cineva care sti ca nu te poate dezamagi ... iar pt mine asta ii muzica ...pt fiecare stare exista antidotul perfect... vrei sa te relaxezi, ai ENYA; esti happy,ai ATBsi prietenii; esti suparat exista GUNS n' ROSES; esti nervos si simti ca iti vine sa distrugi ceva, ai LINKIN PARK ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...si face ceva ce altii nu prea reusesc si anume imi mai reda din linistea mult ravnita ... sa imi crape timpanele daca asha imi dispare de pe frunte o prea enervanta vena care se tot umfla din cand in cand ...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  iar pe post de "medicament" am servit ceva LINKIN PARK - Point Of Authority ...&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;       You love the way i look at you&lt;br /&gt;        While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through&lt;br /&gt;        You take away when I give in&lt;br /&gt;        My life&lt;br /&gt;        My pride is broken&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        [Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;        You like to think you're never wrong&lt;br /&gt;        (You live what you've learned)&lt;br /&gt;        You have to act like you're someone&lt;br /&gt;        (You live what you've learned)&lt;br /&gt;        You want someone to hurt like you&lt;br /&gt;        (You live what you've learned)&lt;br /&gt;        You want to share what you have been through&lt;br /&gt;        (You live what you've learned)&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        You love the things i say i'll do&lt;br /&gt;        The way i hurt myself again just to get back at you&lt;br /&gt;        You take away when I give in&lt;br /&gt;        My life&lt;br /&gt;        My pride ïs broken&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-819071036054800885?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/819071036054800885/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=819071036054800885' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/819071036054800885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/819071036054800885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/07/si-cand-se-intampla-ceva.html' title='SI CAND SE INTAMPLA CEVA ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-1302246600336675187</id><published>2007-07-11T20:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:01:13.693+03:00</updated><title type='text'>another day another feeling ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rp0D5M4mWfI/AAAAAAAAABE/Jr4_yAgd2Vk/s1600-h/208379HmOL_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rp0D5M4mWfI/AAAAAAAAABE/Jr4_yAgd2Vk/s200/208379HmOL_w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088227435244575218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa cum spune toata lumea "deshteapta" cel mai complex lucru este omul... si cel mai greu de inteles... dar totushi avem si ceva usor de inteles, de gasit,de ranit, de schimbat, de uitat, de amagit... si anume sentimentele... azi am o alta melodie pentru un alt sentiment... si anume pentru "LOVE" ... ii greu de gasit, de intretinut, dar si recompensa ii pe masura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recomandarea zilei ... Anne- "Fly on the wings of love" ...&lt;/strong&gt; un remix dupa melodia lui Olsen Brothers ...fluierul regasit in linia melodica descrie foarte bine acest sentiment, versurile sunt calde, cu mare gratie "pictand" un peisaj feeric in minte ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the summer night&lt;br /&gt;When the moon shines bright&lt;br /&gt;Feeling love forever&lt;br /&gt;And the heat is on&lt;br /&gt;When the daylight is gone&lt;br /&gt;Still - happy together&lt;br /&gt;There is just one more thing I would like to add&lt;br /&gt;She is the greatest love I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;Fly on the wings of love&lt;br /&gt;Fly baby fly&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the stars above&lt;br /&gt;Touching the sky&lt;br /&gt;And as time goes by....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-1302246600336675187?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1302246600336675187/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=1302246600336675187' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/1302246600336675187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/1302246600336675187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-day-another-feeling.html' title='another day another feeling ...'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/Rp0D5M4mWfI/AAAAAAAAABE/Jr4_yAgd2Vk/s72-c/208379HmOL_w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1925343115676109987.post-4725441486995664700</id><published>2007-07-11T20:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T20:56:29.787+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to be anything other than me</title><content type='html'>Fiecare isi cauta o anumita tema a blog-ului, o idee principala in jurul careia sa scrie si sa filozofeze... Ei se pare ca in sfarsit mi-am gasit si eu aceasta "muza"... si anume muzica ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce am vorbit despre melodii care sa le ascultam la suparare, a venit vremea sa vorbim despre muzica, despre melodiile, versurile in care ne regasim cel mai mult....&lt;br /&gt;eiiii... Azi am dat peste un compozitor necunoscut mie pana acum ... Gavin Degraw... canta misto, versuri super,linie melodica admirabila, genul de muzica care ti-ar incanta urechile intr-un concert live de cafenea.&lt;br /&gt;     Pentru inceput ca sa va faceti idee despre ce ii vorba va recomand ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Gavin Degraw- I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...&lt;/strong&gt; I can't be the only one who's learned&lt;br /&gt;  I don't want to be&lt;br /&gt;  Anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;br /&gt;  All I have to do&lt;br /&gt;  Is think of me and I have peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;  I'm tired of looking 'round rooms&lt;br /&gt;  Wondering what I've got to do&lt;br /&gt;  Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;  I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;br /&gt;  Can I have everyone's attention please?&lt;br /&gt;  If you're not like this and that, you're gonna have to leave...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1925343115676109987-4725441486995664700?l=diddysmusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4725441486995664700/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1925343115676109987&amp;postID=4725441486995664700' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4725441486995664700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1925343115676109987/posts/default/4725441486995664700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diddysmusic.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-want-to-be-anything-other-than.html' title='I don&apos;t want to be anything other than me'/><author><name>diddy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15632349017671089436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HgIhMmigwKc/SUu4hnTre0I/AAAAAAAAASA/NYbqAeWB9ss/S220/IMG_0296.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
