tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44635080083884581522011-07-29T00:24:50.229-07:00Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.comBlogger221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-33066028440480303452009-07-09T09:31:00.000-07:002009-07-09T09:32:43.009-07:00"In meinen Prüfungen und in meinem Leiden<br />Durch unsere Zweifel und Enttäuschungen<br />In meiner Gewalt und meiner Unruhe<br />Durch meine Angst und meine Eingeständnisse<br />In meinem Schmerz<br />Durch meine Freude und meine Sorgen<br />In dem Versprechen auf ein anderes Morgen<br />Ich werde dich niemals ein teil davon sein lassen<br />Aber du bist immer in meinem Herzen..." (Michael Jackson)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-3306602844048030345?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-38271091203453688132009-07-03T10:23:00.000-07:002009-07-03T10:24:57.645-07:00Wenn dein Herz voller Theater und voller Liebe ist dann...Tanz in dein Herz und sei glucklich!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-3827109120345368813?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-74169663991869879352009-07-03T10:15:00.000-07:002009-07-03T10:23:03.850-07:00Ei bine...eu nu am "Momente si Schite",am doar Momente si Momente pe care imi place sa le schitez,poate asa imi aduc mai tarziu aminte de ele.<br />Acum ma aflu in "Perioada Mariilor Decizii" si ma bucur ca am invatat sa visesz frumos si sa ma implinesc cand unul din visele mele devin realitate...e cel mai frumos sentiment!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-7416966399186987935?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-56302886519257557232009-06-30T12:39:00.000-07:002009-06-30T12:48:44.907-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Skpr2II0BhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/23bpiBg-80M/s1600-h/DSCF7678.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Skpr2II0BhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/23bpiBg-80M/s200/DSCF7678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353209684724811282" /></a><br />Cateodata sunt un inger si cateodata un drac...si nu-mi pare rau pentru ca perfectiunea nu exista!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-5630288651925755723?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-66650229193502215982009-06-30T12:31:00.000-07:002009-06-30T12:38:49.314-07:00Poate ca apare atunci cand te astepti cel mai putin,atunci cand esti in culmea disperarii,cand te gandesti ca oricum nu mai ai scapare. Se naste din diperare si se agata de tine cand numai ai nici un sprijin.In viata asta ai vrea sa fi tot timpul puternic,dar nu poti atunci cand vrei tu...asteapta momentul!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-6665022919350221598?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-52557198542076437072009-05-15T09:10:00.000-07:002009-05-15T09:13:21.946-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2UOD8i1oI/AAAAAAAAADw/5pV8JvWpbSQ/s1600-h/IMG_2012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2UOD8i1oI/AAAAAAAAADw/5pV8JvWpbSQ/s200/IMG_2012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336084102802232962" /></a><br /><br />Mephisto & Mephista<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-5255719854207643707?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-46339814606558977942009-05-15T09:07:00.000-07:002009-05-15T09:10:15.066-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2TmYA2kiI/AAAAAAAAADo/vbu_iTKzjyc/s1600-h/IMG_1994.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2TmYA2kiI/AAAAAAAAADo/vbu_iTKzjyc/s200/IMG_1994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336083420994245154" /></a><br /><br />Fasut & Charlote & Mephisto<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-4633981460655897794?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-43885837862285021232009-05-15T09:05:00.000-07:002009-05-15T09:07:33.362-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2S_RZz_KI/AAAAAAAAADg/OJfgr8iKTfU/s1600-h/IMG_1958.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2S_RZz_KI/AAAAAAAAADg/OJfgr8iKTfU/s200/IMG_1958.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336082749204987042" /></a><br /><br />Faust & Helena<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-4388583786228502123?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-16630021584932450412009-05-15T09:03:00.000-07:002009-05-15T09:05:10.585-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2Sjj-PXBI/AAAAAAAAADY/w92xbZHeNIg/s1600-h/IMG_1906.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2Sjj-PXBI/AAAAAAAAADY/w92xbZHeNIg/s200/IMG_1906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336082273153276946" /></a><br /><br />Faust & Gratchen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-1663002158493245041?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-37750718960250526762009-05-15T09:00:00.000-07:002009-05-15T09:03:01.286-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2R4BQ3D9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Z-tNDn_i9T4/s1600-h/IMG_1895.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2R4BQ3D9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Z-tNDn_i9T4/s200/IMG_1895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336081525101760466" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-3775071896025052676?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-20571037179873406262009-05-15T08:54:00.000-07:002009-05-15T09:00:08.979-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2Q1tlh_BI/AAAAAAAAADI/8YvAdJPJ2k4/s1600-h/IMG_1860.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2Q1tlh_BI/AAAAAAAAADI/8YvAdJPJ2k4/s200/IMG_1860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336080385948384274" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-2057103717987340626?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-73571792908743938682009-05-15T08:51:00.000-07:002009-05-15T08:54:31.493-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2P510aG9I/AAAAAAAAADA/gatPI5rye6I/s1600-h/IMG_1851.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2P510aG9I/AAAAAAAAADA/gatPI5rye6I/s200/IMG_1851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336079357366115282" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-7357179290874393868?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-44739745889609955692009-05-15T08:48:00.000-07:002009-05-15T08:50:59.465-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2PMP7Mm5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/eYyk1Wj5-aM/s1600-h/IMG_1842.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2PMP7Mm5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/eYyk1Wj5-aM/s200/IMG_1842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336078574099930002" /></a><br /><br />Mephisto & Mephista<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-4473974588960995569?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-19204545367159481652009-05-15T08:13:00.000-07:002009-05-15T08:46:53.336-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2OCLlX1dI/AAAAAAAAACw/mQ4agYpITzs/s1600-h/IMG_2040.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/Sg2OCLlX1dI/AAAAAAAAACw/mQ4agYpITzs/s200/IMG_2040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336077301624329682" /></a><br />Pentru cei care nu au auzit inca despre "After NIL"...<br /> Suntem o trupa de teatru,suna simplu...dar nu e chiar asa.De ce?!Pentru ca dam dovada de team work,desi suntem atat de diferiti.Sigurul lucru comun este ca suntem studenti,desi la diferite facultati impartasim aceasi pasiune...Actoria!Pentru unii este hobby,relaxare,pentru altii este un vis frumos,energie si un viitor job.<br />Uite asa ne-am gasit noi amatorii de teatru si am facut o mica trupa,care pe 1 Mai a avut deja o premiera pe scena Teatrului German de Stat Timisoara.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-1920454536715948165?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-22885756919712708682009-03-29T13:26:00.000-07:002009-03-29T13:36:45.686-07:00Dupa o lunga pauza m-am intors dinou in decorul soricelului! Motiv pentru care m-am gandit sa scriu cate ceva din cele facute pana acum. Excursia de studiu la Berlin a fost o reusita atat pe plan profesional cat si in priviinta colegilor, pe care i-am cunoscut mai bine! Astfel poate s-au legat prietenii mai stranse s-au pur si simplu o mai buna colegialitate. Toti au dat dovada de responsabilitate cu mici exceptii bineinteles...dar totul e bine cand se termina cu bine!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-2288575691971270868?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-30694253004018644642009-02-06T08:27:00.001-08:002009-02-06T08:29:23.013-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SYxlC4JtqyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xfakFM7HQyc/s1600-h/psyche.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 147px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SYxlC4JtqyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xfakFM7HQyc/s200/psyche.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299721961615502114" /></a><br />Sunt cuvintele de incheiere a partii a doua din Faust a lui Goethe, zicand ca acest etern feminin “se-nalta in tari”.<br />In acceptiunea cea mai simpla si mai curenta, eternul feminin reprezinta femeia care, sub diverse nume: Venus, Psyché, Elena, Isolda, Julieta etc. perpetueaza de-a lungul secolelor principiul frusetii, al dragostei.<br /><br />"Faust" o pisa exceptionala,va fi jucata in curand de "After NIL",va asteptam la DSTT!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-3069425300401864464?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-74282854795878937522009-02-05T23:30:00.000-08:002009-02-06T08:14:10.805-08:00Ce as putea eu sa va marturisesc?<br /> As incepe cu cateva mici lucruri dezgustatoare din viata de student.Poate ca unii dintre noi,studentii,chiar ne-am gandit sa facem facultate nu pentru ca este o moda,ci pentru ca am vrea un viitor mai bun.E...bine asta fiind spusa hai sa vedem ce ar putea sa ne dezguste,ca doar viata de student e cea mai frumoasa,asa spun unii!!<br />Totul e relativ ok pana cand pui primul pas in taramul sesiunii,de ce? Pentru ca te trezesti tu student cat de cat constiincios sa fi calcat in picioare de dragii tai colegi care nici macar nu au habar cum ar trebui sa se comporte un student in timpul unui examen si nu numai...Voi fi mai explicita dar nu vreau sa intru in detalii:intodeauna intre student si profesor ar trebui pastrata o distanta,pe care multi nu ca nu o respecta,ba mai mult chiar o calca in picioare. In ziua de azi in timpul unui examen se rade bezmetic,fara a tine cont de colegul din spate care poate chiar se straduie sa ia o nota mare.Azi in timpul exemenului se fac glume atat de...nu stiu cum,pentru ca doar protagonistul le intelege si multe altele...care poate nu isi au locul aici!!<br />In concluzie daca stam bland si incercam sa analizam problema ajungem la un rezultat trist...si sunt convinsa de faptul ca tristetea tot de partea studentiilor este!Sa nu ne miram fratilor ca ne privesc cu dezinteres si desi am facut o lucrari de 10 primim doar un 5,poate ca nu il meritam decat in momentul in care invatam sa ne comportam.Spun toate astea la modul general ca nu vreau sa dau exemple,vreau doar sa sfatuiesc:invati sa va comportati fratilor ca tot voi veti avea de suferit,ba mai mult mai tregeti si altii dupa voi,care poate nu au nici o vina,dezavantajul lor e doar ca sunt in minoritate.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-7428285479587893752?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-54134147671943387522009-01-10T07:25:00.001-08:002009-01-10T07:27:30.793-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SWi99J0d9YI/AAAAAAAAABU/yI-EGQnt1so/s1600-h/artisti.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 99px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SWi99J0d9YI/AAAAAAAAABU/yI-EGQnt1so/s200/artisti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289686620652303746" /></a><br />Cel mai desavarsit artist poate fi descurajat de critica sau de indiferenta celei mai desavarsite nulitati.<br /><br />Pentru a înflori, o inima de artist are neaparat nevoie de caldura aprobari si aprecieri si chiar de stralucirea admiratiei.<br /><br />Cand o epoca e saraca în opere de valoare, vinovat e publicul, nu artistii.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-5413414767194338752?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-4944083838815885372009-01-10T04:39:00.000-08:002009-01-10T04:42:02.798-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SWiXcMtZYFI/AAAAAAAAABE/DZLAlnmLUUY/s1600-h/DSCF6697.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SWiXcMtZYFI/AAAAAAAAABE/DZLAlnmLUUY/s320/DSCF6697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289644273050411090" /></a><br />Revelion 2009:Muntele Mic!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-494408383881588537?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-49002859424945979852009-01-09T14:15:00.000-08:002009-01-09T14:16:56.159-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SWfMqThkeEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qQD8qJwjenU/s1600-h/images+p+paine.jpeg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SWfMqThkeEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qQD8qJwjenU/s200/images+p+paine.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289421314537584706" /></a><br />Esti flamand de teatru?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-4900285942494597985?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-21671689202783654872009-01-09T14:05:00.000-08:002009-01-09T14:15:25.899-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SWfMXT7qfDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RoqcumGuXj4/s1600-h/images+teatru.jpeg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SWfMXT7qfDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RoqcumGuXj4/s200/images+teatru.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289420988229516338" /></a><br />Voi ce aveti frumos in viata asta?...da sunt mai multe lucruri,dar trebuie sa fie ceva la care tineti in mod special.Ceva frumos in viata mea este actoria.Stiu...multi sunt de parere ca o fata careia ii place actoria trebuie sa aiba un strop de isterie,poate ca o si am dar asta e...mie imi place actoria!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-2167168920278365487?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4463508008388458152.post-90403871781942669492008-12-28T05:54:00.000-08:002008-12-28T06:43:58.923-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SVeLX0cQeZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6ivMfRVmYhU/s1600-h/images.jpeg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9wFpNJVb56c/SVeLX0cQeZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6ivMfRVmYhU/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284845929072982418" /></a><br />Chiar daca vacanta este pe sfarsite,bucuria de a fi in preajma familiei nu s-a pierdut.Poate ca a aparut o usoara tristete datorita intoarcerii in marea aventura a oraselor mari.Nu pentru ca nu ne plac,ci pentru ca oriunde este bine si frumos dar raza de caldura si siguranta numai in sanul familiei o poti simti.Sper ca toti au simtit mirosul bunatatilor in Ajunul Craciunului,au primit spiridusii si darurile Mosului si s-au bucurat de cei dragi.<br /><br />Haideti sa nu devenim melancolici...vacanta nu s-a terminat!Va doresc la toti distractie in seara de revelion si nu numai...! <br />Afara ninge ca intr-o poveste,povestea fiecaruia dintre noi,spun asta gandindu-ma ca fiecare s-a trezit o data in viata privind pe fereastra cum cad fulgi mari de zapada si totul devine alb.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4463508008388458152-9040387178194266949?l=soarecul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05463603112216622673noreply@blogger.com0