<?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-13049807</id><updated>2011-11-27T09:15:41.620+02:00</updated><title type='text'>my little place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-2258192181640682299</id><published>2007-06-20T23:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:03:49.687+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll miss you...all :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Обичам ви!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lmd2OS0N_Lw/RnmV4uQqYDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/aAOXuCL-n2M/s1600-h/Friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078254856560074802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lmd2OS0N_Lw/RnmV4uQqYDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/aAOXuCL-n2M/s400/Friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-2258192181640682299?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/2258192181640682299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=2258192181640682299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/2258192181640682299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/2258192181640682299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2007/06/ill-miss-youall.html' title='I&apos;ll miss you...all :('/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lmd2OS0N_Lw/RnmV4uQqYDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/aAOXuCL-n2M/s72-c/Friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-8767132688343353526</id><published>2007-03-11T19:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T19:34:42.019+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Искам!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lmd2OS0N_Lw/RfQ6zImULKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtVCAgAd2ik/s1600-h/67_k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040718533090356386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lmd2OS0N_Lw/RfQ6zImULKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtVCAgAd2ik/s320/67_k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Искам да съм пак ей толкова мъничка...даже още по-малка..да не мисля, да не ме забъркват в интриги, да съм винаги усмихната или ако плача да е защото не са ми купили шоколадово яйце..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Искам и мама да е толкова щастлива, да виждам ето този й блясък в очите, да ме е гушнала пак така а не да се караме и аз да се махам от нея, когато иска да ме гушне...дори незнам защо го правя...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Искам,искам,искам,искам,искам,искам...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-8767132688343353526?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8767132688343353526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=8767132688343353526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/8767132688343353526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/8767132688343353526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='Искам!'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lmd2OS0N_Lw/RfQ6zImULKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtVCAgAd2ik/s72-c/67_k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-116907786304019798</id><published>2007-01-18T01:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T01:51:03.136+02:00</updated><title type='text'>5 неща, които (не)знаете за мен</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Е, Сто ми прехвърли и на мен щафетата така че трябва да се залавям за работа и да напиша 5 нещаа които би трябвало да не са ви известни за моята иначе доста открита личност :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Номер 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Много често споделям нещата, от които се срамувам на хора, от чието мнение не се интересувам вместо да споделя с хората, на които държа. И знам че е неправилно и че може би трябва да е обратното...обаче винаги се усещам после.Неприятно е когато се окаже че по този начин не само че съм засегнала тези, които обичам ами и този, на който съм споделила е използвал това, за да ме злепостави...Но съм си такава какво да се прави :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Номер 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Когато бях на 3-4 годинки тати и Ани ми пуснаха един филм за една кукла убиец, която се казваше Чъки и оживяваше.Естествено аз тогава си играех с кукли, които след филма не исках да виждам повече.Месеци след това Ани продължаваше да ме плаши, че в банята е видяла някаква кукла или че под юргана ми се крие Чъки...та така съм прекарала доста безсънни нощи..имам чувството че още ме е страх от тази кукла.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Номер 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Тайничко искам да ме хвалят за всичко което правя :) това си е един вид честолюбие обаче винаги се чувствам страшно добре когато някой ми каже 1-2 хубави думи относно нещо което съм направила или казала.Някак си ми действа като стимул да продължа в същия дух...да направя още по-хубаво нещо...Така чее-хвалете ме :РРР&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Номер 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Като малка исках да се омъжа за месар, защото много обичах луканка:)) освен това бях решила да стана професор и когато ме питаха в каква област аз казвах "в Хасковска" защото си мислех че трябва да отговоря къде ще работя ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Номер 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Често пиша стихотворения когато съм сама и ми е тъжно, но повечето ги пиша с молив и когато спре да ми бъде тъжно ги трия с гумичка.Така един вид изтривам всичко тъжно...(макар че понякога ми е жал за написаното и първо ги преписвам някъде) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;А сега е ред нааа.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ijoro.org/blog"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Жоро&lt;br /&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/13049807-116907786304019798?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/116907786304019798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=116907786304019798' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/116907786304019798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/116907786304019798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2007/01/5.html' title='5 неща, които (не)знаете за мен'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-116686503145716833</id><published>2006-12-23T11:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T11:10:31.470+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wish you a Merry Christmas...I wish you a Merry Christmas...I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Обичам ви! Весели празници и много коледно-новогодишни усмивки ! :)) Почувствайте магията ...хубаво е :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-116686503145716833?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/116686503145716833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=116686503145716833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/116686503145716833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/116686503145716833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-116570111499509630</id><published>2006-12-09T23:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:51:55.006+02:00</updated><title type='text'>И това не е важно?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2782/1132/1600/438986/urban2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2782/1132/320/69427/urban2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Ако обичаш едно цвете,което съществува само в един екземпляр сред милиони звезди,това стига, за да си щастлив, когато гледаш звездите. Мислиш си: "Моето цвете е там някъде..." Но ако овцата изяде цветето, за теб сякаш всички звезди угасват! И това не е важно?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Из "Малкият принц" от Антоан дьо Сент-Екзюпери&lt;/em&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/13049807-116570111499509630?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/116570111499509630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=116570111499509630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/116570111499509630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/116570111499509630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='И това не е важно?!'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-116388956069630201</id><published>2006-11-19T00:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T09:49:59.570+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal flame</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Светлина,топлина,жар,страст,красота...И всичко това само в един единствен пламък!Стоя и се взирам и всичко се размива пред мен,пламъкът се превръща в образ,образът- в друг образ...и така до безкрай.Отнасям се много далеч от тук...вече не съм на стола пред камината,не чувам телевизора и глупавото предаване...Искам,искам силно и виждам теб в съзнанието си...красивите ти очи,усмивката ти,чувам думите ти...премерени,но топли.В погледа ти виждам същите онези пламъчета,които си играят пред мен.Усмихвам се :) Устните ти...толкова близо до моите,искам да ги докосна,да усетя топлината им, да усетя...теб!Толкова си близо...усещам дъха ти,чувам пулса ти,докосвам ръцете ти...И..."Диляна,Диляна...на теб говоря...отговори ми!Диляна бе!" . Отново си далече...отново съм на стола пред камината,предаването е свършило вече,а камината е загаснала,пламъците са изчезнали...точно както ти.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A whole life so&lt;br /&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And then you come and ease the&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont want to lose this feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Am I only dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or is this burning an&lt;br /&gt;eternal flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-116388956069630201?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/116388956069630201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=116388956069630201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/116388956069630201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/116388956069630201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/11/eternal-flame.html' title='Eternal flame'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-116197702541426459</id><published>2006-10-27T22:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T22:23:45.436+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap Trick -&gt; I Want You To Want Me :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you to need me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd love you to love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm beggin' you to beg me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you to need me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd love you to love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll get home early from work if you say that you love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't i, didn't i, didn't I see you cryin'? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, didn't i, didn't i, didn't I see you cryin'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin' all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, didn't i, didn't i, didn't I see you cryin'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you to need me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd love you to love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm beggin' you to beg me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll get home early from work if you say that you love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't i, didn't i, didn't I see you cryin'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, didn't i, didn't i, didn't I see you cryin'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin' all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, didn't i, didn't i, didn't I see you cryin'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelin' all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, didn't i, didn't i, didn't I see you cryin'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you to need me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd love you to love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm beggin' you to beg me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-116197702541426459?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-115939164952259232</id><published>2006-09-27T23:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T16:16:22.860+03:00</updated><title type='text'>:) :) :) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;It's so nice! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Всичко взе да се нареждааа...и имам толкова хубави новини напоследък!Майната му на това че имам да уча тонове неща и не мога да се наспя заради това..не е важно!Ще спя когато остане време ;) И да ви се похваля на всичкиии ( на които все още не съм ) ще получа най-страхотния подарък за рождения си ден!!! Почти със сигурност ще ида на концерта на Брайън Адамс в София на 29 ноември..чудно нали-точно ден преди рождения ми ден :) и ще си посрещна рд-то в някой клуб в София след концерта и ще бъда с мили хора , които обичам (Ани,мама,тати,Деси,Калоян....) и, и, и ... И на всичкото отгоре изобщо не ми тежи да си върша всичко за училище и съм мотивирана да зная много и още толкова хубави неща! И искам да благодаря на всички, които бяха толкова мили и се опитаха да ми помогнат след предишния ми пост, на всички, които ми казаха да гледам напред , на всички, с които поговорих, на всички, с които просто стояхме и си държахме ръката и гледахме звездите...Благодаря ви! Явно съм имала нужда да чуя че не съм сама...:) Гушкам ви всички и ви подарявам много от моите усмивки ( ако не ги искате- ги подарете на някой, който ги иска :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ааа и да си кажа още нещо :) бягам 50 метра за 8,4 секундиии :Р хаха знам че ще кажете че не е особено постижение ама аз и на това се радвам пък ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-115939164952259232?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/115939164952259232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=115939164952259232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115939164952259232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115939164952259232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_27.html' title=':) :) :) :)'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-115895461849085192</id><published>2006-09-22T22:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:16:34.016+03:00</updated><title type='text'>И все пак усмивката е важна!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Хаха...Симонка пита кога ще четем нов пост:) доста уместен въпрос с оглед на това колко рядко драскам тук...Всъщност се случват толкова много неща и в същото време все ми се струва че не си струва да пиша за тях. А като се замисля какво става с мен ии да, осъзнавам че съм много различна, че ми пука , да, Жоро, пука ми и то много! И наистина не мога да се разбера и наистина съм объркана и ми е ужасно трудно...Онази вечер ти казах че искам да помисля и осъзнах че във всяко нещо, което ми беше казал има поне 50% истина...другите 50% са си моята си истина, онази, която е различна от твоята и точно заради която се обърквам...Бях казала че тази година единствената ми цел е да съм щастлива, но лошото е че да си щастлив не означава просто да си весел, да се забавляваш и да се смееш много както правя аз...за да съм щастлива имам нужда да знам че има хора, които държат на мен, ама истински,много истински,хора, които не са фалшиви, чиято усмивка не е измислена, чиито думи идват от сърцето! И най-лошото от всичко е че осъзнавам колко съм сама...имам една Ивка. Всички други идват и си отиват и незная кога пак ще се върнат...Плаче ми се, а не мога да плача, не виждам смисъл, а може би няма и причина. Сигурно всичко е защото съм егоистична и искам да ми е хубаво на мен...Да, егоистична съм!Отблъсквам хората, които са мили с мен, сякаш чакам принцът от приказките..(Ха-ха...все едно аз съм принцесата...де да бях : ) Имам нужда от промяна и това е! Не издържам вече тук, не издръжам в този град, сред тези измислени хора...всичко хубаво е само имагинерно, всичко е толкова сиво, толкова студено, толкова грозно...А аз обичам студа, обичам зимата, защо не ми е хубаво ?! По дяволите пак взех да мисля много...просто искам да съм себе си! Просто искам да съм щастлива! Истински! Да бъда истинска!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;И все пак усмивката е важна, нали :) Затова и няма да спра да се усмихвам, истински...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-115895461849085192?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/115895461849085192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=115895461849085192' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115895461849085192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115895461849085192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='И все пак усмивката е важна!'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-115472287757151196</id><published>2006-08-04T23:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T23:21:17.583+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Отново доказах колко съм глупава и че само с едно изречение мога да объркам всичко...просто нямам думи за себе си....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-115472287757151196?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/115472287757151196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=115472287757151196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115472287757151196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115472287757151196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-115438067452630224</id><published>2006-08-01T00:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T00:20:06.186+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Щеше ми се и на мен да разкажа за тея 8 дена на морето обаче сякаш незнам какво да кажа...не мога да го напиша...Като ме питат как съм си прекарала отговарям 'Ами готино беше...времето беше хубаво...забавлявахме се' ии спирам дотам.Помня най-вече настроенията си, които бяха супер най-странните :) от няква огромна усмивка стигах до супер най-голямата нацупка :)))) (май няма такава думичка)&lt;br /&gt;А за самото море какво да ви кажа :) все същото синьо,безкрайно,красиво,блестящо,прекрасно и невероятно!Дори видяхме две делфинчета съвсем близо до нас когато бяхме на водното колело...толкова бяха хубави :) Изгревът гледан от морския бряг мисля че дори няма нужда от коментар...не мога да опиша с думи гледката защото всеки трябва да я почувства сам!&lt;br /&gt;Тези 8 дни бяха достатъчно хубави...някои биха казали че можеше да са по-хубави...но аз съм доволна :) и искам пак да се върна на същото място! (ако не на същото поне някъде наблизо)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-115438067452630224?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/115438067452630224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=115438067452630224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115438067452630224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115438067452630224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/08/8.html' title=''/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-115340530452950753</id><published>2006-07-20T17:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T17:21:44.600+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Море...пясък...звезди...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ех:) В събота отивам на море най-накрая...последните няколко дни едвам изтрайвам в Стара Загора ( а по принцип много обичам да съм си тук) и то не е заради някакво нетърпение да отида на морето...Незнам и аз защо е?Но като си помисля страшно много обичам да бъда близо до морските вълни, да лежа на парещия пясък и да оставям слънцето да ме целува с онези си свои прекрасни слънчеви целувки, които стоплят не само кожата, но и всичко вътре в теб :) А и като се сетя колко са красиви звездите, гледани от плажа през нощта и вече искам да съм там...Ах тези нощи, тези невероятни мигове на брега, прекарани с някой добър приятел... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Може би все пак морето,пясъкът,звездите са причината да не искам да съм в Стара Загора напоследък :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-115340530452950753?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/115340530452950753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=115340530452950753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115340530452950753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115340530452950753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='Море...пясък...звезди...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-115280515048958967</id><published>2006-07-13T18:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T18:39:10.536+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I like it!!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Лято...хубаво е !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Харесва ми да прегръщам лъчите на слънцето!Харесва ми да се смея по цял ден!Харесва ми да не мисля за нищо!Харесва ми просто да бъда щастлива!харесва ми да мечтая за теб без да знам кой си ти!Харесва ми да бъде лято! :)))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-115280515048958967?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/115280515048958967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=115280515048958967' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115280515048958967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115280515048958967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-like-it.html' title='I like it!!! :)'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-115118730174169302</id><published>2006-06-25T01:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T01:15:01.743+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Обичам ви!Обичам всички...Обичайте ме и вие! Нуждая се от това.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-115118730174169302?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/115118730174169302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=115118730174169302' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115118730174169302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/115118730174169302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-114976777268581323</id><published>2006-06-08T14:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:56:12.710+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over! ;)))</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Охх :)) минаа изпитът...и устен и писмен...и резултатите даже излязоха! Толкова толкова съм радостна...имам средна оценка 5,47 а това си е доста добре...мисля че съм 5-та в "елита" както се наричахме днес :))) Най-хубавото от всичко е че вечее няма да го мисля този изпит...ии няма да ходя всяка неделя на уроци(нищо против г-н Личев...дори напротив-той е наистина страхотен човек!!Просто уикендите ми бяха обсебени от немски...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;И така...всичко е оувър...да гейм ис оувър...и най-важното е че аз съм сред победителите :)) Едно голямо &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;БЛАГОДАРЯ&lt;/span&gt; на всички които повярваха в мен и ми стискаха палци и обещавам ще почерпя при удобен случай!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-114976777268581323?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/114976777268581323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=114976777268581323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/114976777268581323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/114976777268581323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over! ;)))'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-114788386856500968</id><published>2006-05-17T19:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T19:37:48.576+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When your mind is gone...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you feel like there is nobody with you..sometimes you wish you weren't alive...sometimes you want to jump and fall in nowhere...But you and not me! :))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-114788386856500968?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/114788386856500968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=114788386856500968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/114788386856500968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/114788386856500968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-your-mind-is-gone.html' title='When your mind is gone...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-114597407198730988</id><published>2006-04-25T17:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:11:17.460+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Поглед, усмивка, желание…&lt;br /&gt;А после ярост и страдание!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Непонятни са чувствата,&lt;br /&gt;а осезаема – липсата…&lt;br /&gt;красиви – мечтите&lt;br /&gt;и страшни – сълзите!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;А тъй просто е всъщност…&lt;br /&gt;Недей да се мръщиш!&lt;br /&gt;Погледни красивото&lt;br /&gt;и усети страстта на дивото…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Остави го да те завладее…&lt;br /&gt;Та нали ти се живее!&lt;br /&gt;И почувствай свободата!&lt;br /&gt;И не се оставяй на тъгата!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Защото животът един е&lt;br /&gt;и той е тъй важен..&lt;br /&gt;Защото звездите те чакат,&lt;br /&gt;а ти си специален! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Аз го почувствах докато го писах...дано и вие направите същото докато го четете!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-114597407198730988?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/114597407198730988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=114597407198730988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/114597407198730988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/114597407198730988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/04/be-happy.html' title='Be Happy!'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-114537947050396244</id><published>2006-04-18T19:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T19:59:54.560+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Пак ще пиша за сълзи...преди доста време им бях посветила един пост...А днес осъзнах, че половиин година живея без тях!!Странно е, че май съм се научила да не плача....май станах като "големите момичета, които не плачат"...нали така бях казала, че те не плачат...Обаче имам чувството, че липсата на сълзи се дължи на нещо друго...може би не е защото съм станала "голямо момиче"?Може би просто съм станала студена като повечето хора около мен...научила съм се да си слагам преградата и да излъчвам едно постоянно и отчасти доста привидно щастие и спокойствиие...Незнам на какво се дължи в крайна сметка това, че не плача почти всеки ден вече, но така ми е по-добре...&lt;br /&gt;• И въпреки това сълзата е едно от най-красивите неща...от най-истинските и най-съкровените!&lt;br /&gt;• Е...аз все още съм истинска...поне пред себе си ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-114537947050396244?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/114537947050396244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=114537947050396244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/114537947050396244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/114537947050396244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/04/crying-or-not.html' title='Crying or not?'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-114383889203804496</id><published>2006-03-31T23:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T00:01:32.063+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Реших да драсна няколко реда преди да легна (макар и само за по-малко от 2 часа)...просто ми е някак мъчно че заминавам...зная че звучи глупаво...все пак отивам на екскурзия...и то само за седмица...и все пак ми е мъчничко...Досега събирах багажи,карах се с мама за това или онова и говорих с толкова много хора, че осъзнах, че ще ми липсвате всички! Сега е време да се отправя към леглото...а след около 2 часа съм отново на крака ии се запътвам към автобуса...той се очаква да ме отведе към Австрия и Германия :) надявам се да имам хубави емоции ии обещавам много да снимам :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;П.П.Ако някой реши да мии драсне някой ред...номерът е &lt;strong&gt;0889049226&lt;/strong&gt; ;)) но недейте да звъните, че е взаимно набутване ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-114383889203804496?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/114383889203804496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=114383889203804496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/114383889203804496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/114383889203804496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/03/2.html' title=''/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-113989182165570516</id><published>2006-02-14T06:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T06:37:01.666+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Часовникът иззвъня.Тя отвори очи и погледна към телефона си-6 sms-a?!И то в 6 сутринта...Странно...Прочете ги един по един и в първия момент не разбираше за какво точно става дума.Спеше й се...В съзнанието й се запечатваше само еднаквото пожелание-"много любов"...И сега се сети...Днес било "Св.Валентин" или "Денят на Влюбените".&lt;br /&gt;Изведнъж започна да се смее, но въпреки това по очите и се стичаха сълзи.Не разбираше защо плаче,знаеше само защо се смее...Не е ли смешно как хората се мъчат да покажат любовта си в един единствен ден...не е ли смешно тя да се изразява чрез едно плюшено сърчице или мече...не е ли смешно...И всичко това само защото някой е решил, че 14.02. е ден на любовта?!Тя си мислеше..."Чувствата са нещо, което трябва да докажем...да затвърдим с времето...нима това става на този ден???"&lt;br /&gt;Тя спря да се смее...май разбра защо са сълзите й.Нямаше кой да й покаже любовта си...било то и заради глупавия празник...било то и по този глупав начин...било то просто защото е 14...Тя също нямаше за кого да се сети на този ден.Винаги е било така...О!Сети се,че закъснява...трябваше да тръгва...Все пак това си беше ден като всички други...Все пак...&lt;br /&gt;Вече е на вратата...вади ключовете  си и точно тогава се сети...Как можа да забрави??Та този ден е толкова специален...Това е НЕЙНИЯТ ден!И тя се върна обратно.Нямаше значение,че ще закъснее...ТЯ заслужаваше...заслужаваше да види колко Я обича...поне на този ден!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ОБИЧАМ ТЕ, Ани!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-113989182165570516?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/113989182165570516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=113989182165570516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/113989182165570516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/113989182165570516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-113864883273844450</id><published>2006-01-30T21:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T21:20:32.790+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Far Away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This time, This place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Misused, Mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Too long, Too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who was I to make you wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just one chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just one breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just in case there’s just one left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;‘Cause you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I keep dreaming you’ll be with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and you’ll never go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stop breathing if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don’t see you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;On my knees, I’ll ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last chance for one last dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;‘Cause with you, I’d withstand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All of hell to hold your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I’d give it allI’d give for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Give anything but I won’t give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;‘Cause you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I keep dreaming you’ll be with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and you’ll never go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stop breathing if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don’t see you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But you know, you know, you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wanted you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;‘Cause I needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I need to hear you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I forgive you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For being away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So keep breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;‘Cause I’m not leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hold on to me and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Май не е от най-типичните неша за мен да поствам текстчета на песнии...амаа тази много ми хареса:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-113864883273844450?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/113864883273844450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=113864883273844450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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определено 2 години по-малка...все едно не беше изминало толкова време...видях хора, които от 7 клас не бях дори срещала...Толкова беше хубаво!Наистина осъзнах колко се обичахме тогава...толкова толкова много!Много се радвам,че наистина си осъществих желанието да се съберем стария клас...и даже успях да го организирам...по всеобщо мнение доста добре :РХихи...колко тостове имаше в моя чест...гордея се със себе си!:) Наистина дойде и момент, в който си пролича кой къде учи...и накъде се е запътил...кофти беше...да видиш как някой, с който си бил приятел говори като пълния простак...но...уви...случва се :( Общото ми впечатление е супер хубаво...прекарахме си много добре:)...Само съжалявам, че някои хора не дойдоха...но то си е за тяхна сметка...аз направих всичко възможно...дори сега съм без ваучер :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-113736234093711329?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/113736234093711329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=113736234093711329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/113736234093711329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/113736234093711329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2006/01/14012006_15.html' title='14.01.2006...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-113613195367447808</id><published>2006-01-01T18:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T18:12:33.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Нова година-Нов късмет</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Вчера или днес...незнам как е по-правилно да се каже, ама изпратихме 2005 и посрещнахме 2006!Честно казано съм много щастлива че старата година си отиде...имам нужда от нещо ново, нещо по-интересно и по-вълнуващо!Не че през 2005 нямаше хубави моменти...напротив!Те бяха много, но въпреки това незнайно защо не харесвам изминалата година като цяло...А партито беше весело...10х, Иле ;) Най-хубавото е, че вече съм наспана :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;А сега трябва да идем до баба и дядо и да ги сурвакаме...незнам докога ще го правим, но винаги се чувствам много малка като на 1-ви ходим у тях...Хубаво е...И сякаш нищо не се е променило през годините...все същите пожелания, същите усмивки по лицето...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let us all have a wonderfull year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-113613195367447808?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/113613195367447808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=113613195367447808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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беше :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-113342484373767842?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/113342484373767842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=113342484373767842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/113342484373767842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/113342484373767842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='Благодаря ви!'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-113209182080596576</id><published>2005-11-15T23:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T00:14:18.883+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/5931/640/Ale_cat_01.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/5931/320/Ale_cat_01.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Колко е мъничко само...И ние сме мънички...толкова, че понякога дори сами себе си не можем да открием...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Но открих, че ставаме по-значими, по-големи, когато знаем кои сме, когато се научим да ценим личността си, когато си иберем посоката в живота и разберем какво наистина искаме от него!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Не очаквай много от огъня, който всичко изгаря. Не очаквай много от богатството, където всичко се изгубва. Не очаквай много от деня, когато Слънцето залязва. Не съжалявай за това, което помниш.Не се спирай да преброяваш прашинките по пътя. Не търси доброто, което съблазнява - то не е за тебе. Помни: Ти не си пратен в света да разрешаваш всички противоречия, а си пратен да живееш. Ако научиш това, ти ще придобиеш много, а ако не научиш това, още много има да учиш." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Доста ми въздействаха тези думички...и намерих смисъл във всяка една от тях...Наистина не трябва да искаме повече отколкото е възможно...Нима нещо на този свят е идеално?Стига ми да знам коя съм и откъде идвам, стига ми да мога да кажа че съм щастлива, че съм на този свят...стига ми...че чувствам, че искам...Нещата са толкова прости!Защо ги усложняваме?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Руши Виденлиев-Things are simple.mp3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; а тази песничка е напълно подходяща за случая ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-113209182080596576?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/113209182080596576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=113209182080596576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/113209182080596576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/113209182080596576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/11/things-are-simple.html' title='Things are simple'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-112966453752947764</id><published>2005-10-18T22:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:42:17.540+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie ist weg...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;И какво...Ани вчера замина...просто ей така...автобуса тръгна...а сега вече са на границата между Унгария и Германия...толкова далече оттук...Пусто ми е във вкъщи:(Няма никой на леглото под мен...няма с кой да се лигавя...няма кой да ми се разкрещи че съм му облякла блузата...Щом сега..когато тя е далеч само за две седмици се чувствам така...нее..не искам да мисля какво ще е като стане студентка...За първи път ми е толкова...толкова...нее... "мъчно" не е точната дума...май чувствам някаква празнота...Да!Ужасно странно се чувствам и все пак...2 седмици самичка...сигурно си има и своите добри страни:Р(мога да и обличам всичките дрехи...хаха...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bon Jovi-Runaway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-112966453752947764?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/112966453752947764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=112966453752947764' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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са няколко...1-во:напоследък рядко се задържам дълго пред компютъра...2-ро:все по-често вместо да пиша тук...решавам да кажа на някой за това, което ме вълнува...незнам хубаво ли е, лошо ли е това...Буфф...колко странна година е обаче...липсва ми 8 клас...толкова странно и пусто е в училище...толкова по-безинтересно е от миналата година...и все пак има и хубави моменти...и весели моменти:))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cubicles" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_4_24.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb059_ZNfox000" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb059&amp;amp;pp=ZNfox000" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-112776647815156173?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/112776647815156173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=112776647815156173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112776647815156173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112776647815156173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='Паяжини...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-112578215602363254</id><published>2005-09-04T00:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T00:15:56.030+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Поредното 3:0...</title><content type='html'>По-лесно го приех от предишното и все пак...кога...38 години да не можем да бием глупавите шведи...какви са те...никакви...От целия мач сигурно точно 15 минути играхме добре...Съдията че беше тъпанар беше...ама наще нямаха какво да губят..не мога да разбера...защо не дадоха всичко от себе си?!Не вярвам да можем само това...не го вярвам просто...пфф...чудя се дали ако им плащаха милионите дето им ги плащат по клубовете щяха да играят по-добре...Абе в крайна сметка са в тоя отбор, за да играят за чест!Не е важно колко пари взимаш...трябва да имаш дух...а не като ти вкарат 2 гола и да почваш да доиграваш мача...Ха-ха...сетих се за Стоичков...смехотворен е...защо не иде някой да му обясни, че националният селекционер не е на стадиона, за да псува съдията...аз бих му предложила да се замисли по-добре за някаква тактика...щото май и представа си няма защо е сложен на тва място... уфф...дано някой ден пак да имаме "Българи юнаци"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-112578215602363254?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/112578215602363254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=112578215602363254' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112578215602363254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112578215602363254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/09/30.html' title='Поредното 3:0...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-112369803431808284</id><published>2005-08-10T18:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:24:43.073+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Национално турне-България 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Или казано по-просто...на Слави Трифонов концерта...хмм...Вчера имах "честта" да присъствам на това събитие:)Ии...впечатления се намират доста...не всички са съвсем хубави, но като цяло са такива:)Всъщност имах среща в 16:00 на "Часовника" с цел да отидем на кафе и после към 6 да се замъкнем към стадиона...така и стана де...пихме по една кола с лед и лимон в "Бел вю" ии после потеглихме в посока Жабките-&gt;Стадион "Берое"...След 15-20-30 минутки стигнахме доо входовете...Тъй като и двата си бяха горе-долу еднакво претъпкани...решихме да се наредим на опашката на десния(не че имаше изобщо значение)...Чакахме 15-на минутки пред входа...и най-накрая благоволиха да започнат да пускат...Ужасно беше, че народа се блъскаше като няк`во стадо,ноо...няма начин...все пак сме си българи...и за добро и за лошо:)Все пак влязохме благополучно(изключвам това, че докато си проправях път м/у тълпата щях да се удуша от парфюма на някаква офца...и това че останахме без минералната си вода...мерки за сигурност...в последствие се оказа, че всичкото това с водата е за да си купим след като влезем на тройна цена...)Намерихме си прилични места...съвсем близичко до "ложата" или казано иначе до мeстата за тези с покани...И след като се настанихме последваха около 2 часа чакане...Бавно-бързо...незнам как, но и те се изнизаха...Какво ли не правихме през тях...започна се от обсъждане на задници,цици,прически и т.н.,мина се през поздравяване на познати(и непознати) и се стигна до обсъждане на това дали стадиона ще е по-пълен от миналата година...Все глупави дейности като се замисли човек:)20:30...започна се с подгряващите изпълнители...Устата,Румънеца и Енчев...хубава подгрявка...поне вдигна настроението на хората, което се беше поскапало покрай чакането и бутаниците на входа...Та после излезе Любо Нейков и ни съобщи, че блаблабла...концерта от Стара Загора отново ще се излъчи по Бтв...адската еуфория настъпи разбира се:)И последваха нови 3 минути в очакване на Слави...Вместо него се появи Цецко,който свири някакво зарибяващо соло и след него пристигна останалата част от Ку-Ку бенд + балета...Естествено и Слави се появи...на мотор,съпътстван от фойерверки...хубаво пристигане...Нататък се заредиха песни и скечове...типично за Слави:)Естествено много се радваха всички на Светльо...само че не ми хареса,че когато трябваше да бъде аплодирана Любена всички скандираха името на Светльо...Слави не пропусна да засегне отново темата "Евровизия", след което пяха със Софи Маринова...И след това настъпи уж "официалния" край на концерта...след който някъде 4-5 минутки викане "Още"...Естествено че се появиха пак и пяха около половин час....Най-запамнящо според мен беше изпълнението на "Моя страна,моя България"...30000 човека...и всички пеят!Незнам...Слави може да е всякакъв,но умее да кара хората да се чувстват българи...И дори да не ми харесва като човек,и да не харесвам по-голямата част от неговите песни...хареса ми духа на вчерашния концерт...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-112369803431808284?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-112344274187947781</id><published>2005-08-07T22:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T22:25:41.886+03:00</updated><title type='text'>:) :) :) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Amm...supel shantavo...Sega pyk mi e super veselko...I az neznam koga sym tyjna koga sym vesela...stranna rabota:)Ama tova systoqnie (shtastlivoto) opredeleno poveche mi haresva:PMmm...i vsichko veche si e nared...i ne moga da si svalq smile-to ot lichiceto...Qkichko e!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-112344274187947781?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-112325674166235740</id><published>2005-08-05T18:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T18:45:41.666+03:00</updated><title type='text'>:(...again</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sad...again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I zakvo trqbvashe da se stiga pak dotam...shtoto sym glupava...i nz kakvo da prikazvam...i zashtoto nqkoi hora ne razbirat ot shega...Ama v kraina smetka az sym si vinovna...za 2 godini e trqbvalo da razbera che tozi chovek ne obicha da se byzikat s nego...Anyway...Sega vsichko zavisi ot nego...i ot typata sydba...i ot typata sluchainost...Zavisi i ot men...i az shte napravq vsichko koeto moga za da sym otnovo...veselka...i da mi e pak shtastlivo..i nai veche da ne zagubq edin ot malkoto hora na koito dyrja ujasno mnogo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-112325674166235740?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/112325674166235740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=112325674166235740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112325674166235740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112325674166235740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/08/again.html' title=':(...again'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-112159631832726101</id><published>2005-07-17T00:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T13:32:01.220+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Home,sweet home:PP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Zaglavieto zvuchi malko kato oneq iztrivalki za kraka pred amerikanskite kyshti...no da se nadqvame che mi e prosteno...Prosto naistina sym ujasno shtastliva che nai-nakraq sym si vkyshti za poveche ot 2 dni (da se nadqvame)...ujas...kyde li ne hodih ot nachaloto na vakanciqta...to ne beshe sozopol...ne beshe pazardjik...ne beshe plovdiv...i sega si sednah na moeto si biuro...i qdoh sladoled:Dmnogo beshe vkusen ama az razbira se veche go svyrshih...i chestno kazano me myrzi da hodq da si slagam oshte...pyk i koremcheto...pff...ostavqm q taq tema...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da se vyrnem na prejivqnoto:Pmoje bi trqbva da zapochna ot sozopol...ot proslovutiq mi lager...ama mai shte napravq tochno obratnoto...mdaa...pyrvo shte napisha za plovdiv,posle za pazardjik i nai-nakraq shte se otdam na spomeni za hubavite 7 dni na moreto:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I taka...Plovdiv...ami nie uj minavahme samo tranzitno prez "grada na tepetata"(kolko obrazno se izrazqvam prosto...:P)...i da poigraem malko bowling s mum&amp;dad:)mnogo go obichat tova neshto...kato stana duma za igrata na bowling...dlyja sym da si se pohvalq s ednata igra...zashtoto napravih 5 spare-a i 3 strike-a...i sym neveroqtno gorda sys sebe si:))a mejdu drugoto...mama dokato si chakashe reda da hvyrlq...i izvednyj se seti che mojelo da se obadi na...oh kak se kazvashe...abe na teq deto mama i tati sa im kumove...(ne sym mnogo dobre s rodninskite vryzki ili kakvito sa tam)...ne se bqha vijdali ot adski mnogo vreme...i kato stana edna dylga i shiroka...che restoranti...che nakraq vecherta zavyrshi v staqta im za gosti...i razbira se ostanahme da spim v plovdiv...a tova semeistvo...si imat edna dyshterq...tq e 1 godina po-malka ot men...i imam samo edin spomen ot neq kato malka...che beshe nqkvo ujasno lape...s lilava roklq...i me zahapa otvratitelno silno po rykata zaradi nqkakva igrachka...mejdu drugoto se bqh nastroila da q uhapq kato q vidq...tova si go planiram otkakto tq me beshe uhapala...t.e...otkakto bqh na 4 godinki...obache vchera neshto ne mi doide muzata...i ne go uhapah deteto...:)i v kraina smetka sled prespivaneto u tqh...uspqhme da se izmyknem ot predlojenieto da hodim oshte nqkyde zaedno...slava bogu:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prikliuchihme s pld...i da preminem kym pazardjik...nali si znaete tuka kakvi obgazqvaniq si imahme...i syshto kakva pritesnitelna mama si imame s anni...i po stechenie na obstoqtelstvata az se ozovah pri baba mi v pazardjik...dori ne bqh uspqla da si opravq kufara ot moreto...i trqbvashe pak da go sybiram...ii...v pazardjik nishto osobeno...izlizah tochno vednyj s onzi mladej ot predishniq post posveten na pagercity...i beshe malko typichko...hodihme na nqkvo kafe...i toi mi obqsnqvashe kakvi cigari pushel...basi glupavoto...ama kakto i da e...inache ostatyka ot vremeto si tam si go prekarah s baba...i si chetoh knijka...polezno mi beshe...a i na vsichkoto otgore za pyrvi pyt v jivota si ne se skarahme s tazi mi baba...daje e kazala na mama che sym mnogo dobro dete...nai-nakraq uspq da go razbere:P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dvata dni prekarani v stara zagora mejdu lagera i baba mi...ne se zapomniha s nishto osobeno...kato izkliuchim edno hodene na bowling...koeto beshe otchaivashto...ne bqh neshto vyv forma:Paa...za smetka na tova bih edin priqtel na billiard:))uchudvashto za men...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah...nai-nakraq mi izpluvaha spomenite za...abe veche e qsno che za sozopool:)tozi grad mi stana mnogo liubim...predpolagam ne tolkova zaradi grada...a zaradi tova che si bqh mnogo shtastliva tam...i tyi...sybota...8 i 30 sutrinta avtobusa ni nai-nakraq blagovoli da potegli za moreto:)ne sme spreli da se hilim prez vsichkite 4 chasa pyt...tolkova byrzo minaha mejdu drugoto...che izobshto ne bqh izmorena ili neshto takova kato pristignahme...malko razocharovashta beshe obstanovkata v staite v hotela(ili po-skoro v stanciqta)...bqhme v stai s po 6 legla...t.e...3 legla na po 2 etaja vypreki che staite bqha predvideni za max. 3 edinichni legla...kakto i da e...nie ne sme prekarvali osobeno mnogo vreme v tqh i bez tova:)za smetka an leglata...banqta beshe chisto nova...i az mnogo i se zaradvah...daje imashe dna sapunerka deto beshe pod formata na jabka:)edna zelena takava...mnogo ubava beshe:)i posle hodihme na plaaj...pyrviq den beshe adski toplo...i si prekarahme super qkichko na plaja...igrahme volleyball(po-skoro nqkakvo podobie...vkliuchvastho gonene na topkata i opiti za udari:P)...i vecherta se razhojdahme...da "poogledame obstanovkata"...pff...nqma da prikazvam za vseki den pootdelno...stava omryzvashto...mnogo hubavo beshe che s daskalkata nqmahme nikakvi problemi...nito vecheren chas sme imali...nito nqkakvi ogranicheniq...samo trqbvashe na sutrinta da sme si vsichki na zakuska...i da ima dejurni deto da slagat masite:)tova go prejivqhme...mejdu drugoto daje si se uchudih kolko razumni bqhme...pravihme si veselko...ama nikoi ne se e dynil i ne e pravil adskite prostotii...hodihme na diskoteki...vqrno che 2-3 vecheri trqbvashe da se primirq sys chalga-ta...ama v kraina smetka kato chovek isak da mu e veselo...na vsqkakva muzika tancuva...ta taka i az de...daje pochti se nauchih da si vyrtq dupeto kato horata:Pprosto se sluchvat razni metamorfozi s men...neznam hubavo li e losho li e...ama kakvoto takova...a ednata vecher otidohme na retro party...znachi ot 12 i 30 do 5  sutrinta sym sednala tochno na 2 pesni...prez cqloto drugoto vreme ne sprqh da tancuvam...to ne beshe kachvane po kolonite...ne beshe makarena...izobshto...mai tova mi beshe edna ot nai-hubavite vecheri:)i predi diskotekata se bqhme kachili na gondola...i predi tova mi specheliha edno pliusheno kliuchodyrjatelche zvezdichka, deto piska kato go stisnesh, na edno strelbishte...:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a imashe vecheri v koito prosto sme si sedeli na plaja...pieli sme bira i sme gledali vylnite i zvezdite...i sme si prikazvali razbira se...neveroqtno hubavi sa teq momenti...i syshto kato hodihme da gledame kak vylnite se razbivat...i pqnata hvyrchi nagore...i imash chuvstvoto che vqtyryt shte te otnese...wow...kato se setq i pak mi stava studeno...vsyshtnost tova sys skalite go pravihme kato valeshe 2 dni...:)i togava ni beshe hubavo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh...izobshto...imam samo polojitelni emocii...mai tova e nai-syshtestvenoto...naistina imah nujda da se chuvstvam dobre...i da byda shtastliva...i da razbera che ima hora,koito dyrjat na men...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mejdu drugoto ima oshte mnogo neshta koito mogat da se kajat...obache naistina ne moga poveche...a i stana mnogo dylgo...dano ste go procheli vse pak;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bryan Adams-Flying.mp3...pozdravche za vsichki chetqshti:P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i edno golqmo gush na vsichki...imam nujda prosto da gushna nqkoi tochno sega:))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-112159631832726101?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/112159631832726101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=112159631832726101' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112159631832726101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112159631832726101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/07/homesweet-homepp.html' title='Home,sweet home:PP'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-112021776618418431</id><published>2005-07-01T14:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T14:36:06.196+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Escape"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I v kraina smetka...dnes otidoh na basein...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Sutrinta stanah...sybrah si neshtata v edna golqma chanta za plaj(koqto mejdu drugoto e adski neudobna)...razbira se v posledstvie se okaza che sym zabravila dosta neshta...naprimer ochilata mi,kozirkata mi...dori mai i balsamchheto za ustni si bqh zabravila...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Vypreki tova...vsichko beshe mnogo hubavo...e...vqrno che mojeshe i po-hubavo da byde...ama az sym dovolna...nai-veche ot tova che ne sym izgorqla...ili pone taka mi se struva...mazah se s plajno maslo 3 pyti...osnovno...a sigurno pone 5-6 po ramenete i liceto...estestveno ako sym izgorqla vypreki mazaneto...znachi anni shte byde skalpirana...prosto zashtoto mi zamykna 15-q faktor na Nesebyr:(nishto de...mislq che shte i se razmine:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Na Hristina noviq banski i sedi super qko...vypreki che az povechhe haresvah edin drugg,koito beshe probvala...kakto i da e...mnogo dobre izglejda s tozi...a i i se podchertavat i prelestite...naistina malko se izdraznih ce postoqnno povtarqshe kak "i se vijdat cicite"...noo...tova nqma znachenie...nali vse pak momchetata i se radvaha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Btw...kato zagovorih na taq tema...az sym gorda sys sebe si...za pyrvi pyt v jivota mi...dnes ne mi pukashe dali sym ploska...kakvo shte kajat drugite i t.n...ne mi pukashhe i che banskiq mi moje bi ne mi sedi po nai-hubaviq nachin(makar che az si se haresvam)...i tova si e super golqm napredyk za menn:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;xaxa...sega si poglednah rycete...dosta sa pocherneli...i daje oshte ima ostatyci ot plajnoto mlqko...a to ostavqshe edni lyskavki raboti...i kato se namajesh...i super qkichko...izglejdash bronziran...nekyf zlatnichyk:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; Ahh...kolko neshta imam da pravq...zarqzvam glupavoto pc...i se zahvashtam za rabota...baggaji...peralni...chanti...pfuu...ujs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-112021776618418431?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/112021776618418431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=112021776618418431' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112021776618418431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112021776618418431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/07/escape.html' title='&quot;Escape&quot;'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-112013459285007635</id><published>2005-06-30T15:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T15:29:52.856+03:00</updated><title type='text'>More...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;amm...dnes e 30.06...dosega ne bqh svyrshvala uchilishte tolkova kysno...i sled 2 dni zaminavam na lager...a dnes mojeshe pak da sym na moreto...na Jiweto na rojdeniq den...obache kakto obiknoveno mama reshi...che mqstoto mi ne e tam...kakto i da e...ne iskam da se karam s neq i zatova...dostatychno se karame naposledyk...dnes mi kaza che sym bila "kvadratna"...az kazvam li i kolko i e otpusnat korema...i zadnika i vsichko...tq nqma pravo da me obijda taka...ama pak nqma da se karam s neq...ne iskam da si razvalqme totalno otnosheniqta tochno predi da zamina...glupavo shte e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a inache...zavyrshih s 6,00...:)hubavo e che vypreki vsichko uspqh da si izkaram 6-cata i po matematika...:)noo...stiga za teq ocenki...ne sa tolkova vajni...po-vajno e che az sym reshila naistina da rabotq nad sebe si...sega otivam na lager...raztovarvam se ot uchebnata godina...i kato se vyrna...zapochvam neshto kato programa za "sobstveno usyvyrshenstvane"...shte sportuvam adski mnogo...shte hodq na pluvane,shte si pravq uprajneniqta,shte karam kolelo...a moje bi dori i na ezda pak shte zapochna da hodq...a osven tova shte se zanimavam i s nemski...zashtoto naistina iskam da pokaja sposobnostite si...zashtoto tazi godina...az rabotih tochno na 10-20% ot vyzmojnostite si...izobshto ne sym se naprqgala...i si mislq che dogodina opredeleno trqbva da rabotq pone na 50%..:Pi razbira se che lqtoto nqma da go prekaram samo v sportuvane i zanimavane s nemski...v nikakyv sluchai...vseki den sym si reshila che shte izlizam i s priqteli...abe vsichko moje da se sychetae perfektno...i naistina tova lqto da se okaje polezno...a ne myrzelivo i otpusnato i zagubeno kato predishnite...vypreki che otnovo nqma da rabotq prez nego...mnogo iskah...no uvi:...i tochno zatova shte si zapylnq vremeto s polezni neshta:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a dnes hodihme s hristina,s jorko i sys stili na bowling...beshe mnogo hubavo...az iskah da otidem nqkyde klasa...noo...qvno e nevyzmojno da bydem edinni...nadqvam se che tova shte se promeni...i syshto stiskaite palci da moga utre da otida na basein:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-112013459285007635?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/112013459285007635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=112013459285007635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112013459285007635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/112013459285007635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/06/more.html' title='More...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111946830767552644</id><published>2005-06-22T22:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T22:30:32.103+03:00</updated><title type='text'>svyrshi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes:)vsichko se svyrshi...vsichkoto mi uchene prez zavetniq 8(zaeshki) klas v RR se svyrshi...I kato si pravq ravnosmetka...abe hich ne beshe kakvoto mi go opisvaha...nito vednyj ne sym uchila prez noshtite...i mnogo rqdko dori uchih vkyshti...Zanimalnqta apyk ne beshe tolkova ujasna...ako q nqmashe nqmashe da gi ima i tolkova hubavi momenti...dori nqmashe da go ima "Bitte,quatschen sie nicht mehr"...liubimata replika na Blajova(Muhata)...ii kolkoto i da ne sym q ponasqla...mislq che shte mi lipsva...i tova da i izbqgam ot chasovete zashtoto "mi e mnogo zle"...A klasnata...e tq adski shte mi lipsva...ako ne ni e dogodina...i stiskam palci dnes da ne e stanalo neshto losho...zashto li e bila razstroena...da ne bi da sa q uvolnili...malee...ako e taka shte vdigna skandal na Sotirova....ama syvsem seriozno....che moqta klasna beshe nai-syvestnata uchitelka ot na vsichki 8 klasove...ama tova shte si go izqsnqvam oshte...da ne si se otplesvam ot rrazmislite si za izminalata uchebna godina;)Tazi godina nai-mnogo shte q zapomnq s novite neshta...ot sorta na novi hora,novi zanimaniq...ako shtesh novi qdove...i s adskite promeni...koito stanaha s men...s priqtelskiq mi kryg i t.n...(koito v momenta e pozapadnal...demek pochti lipsva...ama e na pyt da se vyzobnovi:) )Interesna i stranna godina...predpolagam skoro nqma da ima takava...a moje bi i izobshto nqma da ima...opredeleno shte si q zapomnq...i s hubavoto...i sys loshoto...i sys smeshnoto...i sys tyjnoto...abe sys vsichko...:)Eiii...shtqh da zabravq da kaja...che naistina si haresvam klasa...da pootdelno nqkoi hora ne gi haresvam...no mislq che sme unikalni kato klas...Obicham gi tezi hora!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111946830767552644?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111946830767552644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111946830767552644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111946830767552644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111946830767552644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/06/svyrshi.html' title='svyrshi...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111920999321150774</id><published>2005-06-19T22:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T00:03:26.716+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagercity(demek Pazardjik)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xixi...apyk vchera i dnes bqh v Pazardjik...i beshe edno takova raznoobrazqvashto...i qkichko beshe kato sys sina na na tati best friend-a...:) si prikazvahme...porasnal e dosta...zaposledno minalata godina go vidqh...i nqkakyv...kakto se vika "vyzmyjal" e...axaxax:)))osobeno hubavko beshe kato obikalqhme posred nosht celiq grad da tyrsim studeno Shumensko...i za da ne se pribirame byrzo..da si reshim che tova koeto sme namerili ne e dostatychno studeno:)i posle se shmatkahme iz centyra...lipsvaha mi opredeleno podoben sort zaribqvki;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hubavko beshe v na tati Pagercity-to...(toi taka mu kazva)...i daje po nemski uchih...polzotvorna sybota i nedelq...smqnata na obstanovkata mi se otrazi kato cqlo dosta dobre...daje ne se izdraznih na razni zaqdlivi sms-i:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111920999321150774?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111816713172543666</id><published>2005-06-07T20:58:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:01:27.023+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/5931/640/Roki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/5931/320/Roki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ei tova e dopylnenie kym predniq post:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111816713172543666?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111816713172543666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111816713172543666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111816713172543666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111816713172543666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111816711285132172</id><published>2005-06-07T20:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:00:47.356+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/5931/640/Roki2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/5931/320/Roki2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aa...ei tva e nai-hubavoto kuche na sveta! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ot tolkova vreme ne mi e bilo tolkova veselko...i radostno...kakvo li ne pravqt kuchetata...a oshte poveche kogato tozi s kucheto ti e edin ot nai-dobrite priqteli:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111816711285132172?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111816711285132172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111816711285132172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111816711285132172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111816711285132172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/06/aa.html' title=''/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111774603768725081</id><published>2005-06-02T23:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T00:00:37.690+03:00</updated><title type='text'>sylzi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dnes cql den ochite mi sa cherveni,mokri...az placha...Ne bqh go pravila ot tolkova vreme...sigurno tezi sylzichki sa iskali da izlqzat na svoboda...ama zashto bqha tolkova mnogo...:?Stranno e...nali golemite momicheta ne plachat...nali trqbva da sme silni,da sdyrjame emociite si...da ne pokazvame chuvstvata si...Tova kazvat tezi,koito sa prejivqli mnogo...Az obache ne sym ubedena v tova...kolko po-leko mi stava kogato poplacha...vsqka sylza me oblekchava ot bolka,qd,strah...trupani tam vytre...v syrchiceto,v dushata mi...A posle kak dobre se chuvstvam...kogato spra da placha...sqkash vsichko losho i tyjno go nqma...ne me zadushava i tormozi veche...Zabelqzali li ste kak chovek vinagi sled kato plache se usmihva...az pone se usmihvam...vinagi:)i sega se usmihvam...a doskoro plakah...I v kraina smetka stignah do izvoda...che sylzite ne sa neshto,koeto trqbva da kriq...a i ne e nujno da me syjalqvat kogato placha...ta az togava sym nai-istinska...a sled tova togava...se chuvstvam tolkova svobodna...tolkova dobre...dori sym shtastliva:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111774603768725081?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111774603768725081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111774603768725081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111774603768725081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111774603768725081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/06/sylzi.html' title='sylzi...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111748068161713959</id><published>2005-05-28T20:31:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:19:28.386+03:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>kolko e hubavo da ne si pylnish glavata s gluposti...ima tolkova po-syshtestveni neshta v toq jivot...koito ne ti angajirat syznanieto s tyjni misli...i nai-vajnoto e da bydesh shtastliv...nezavisimo kakvo se sluchva i kakvo shte se sluchva zanapred...hubavo e...i az sym vesela:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111748068161713959?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111730321801350539</id><published>2005-05-28T20:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T21:00:18.020+03:00</updated><title type='text'>edna ogromna zabluda,v koqto sym jivqla...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Az sym edna zabludena ofca!Veche 9 meseca...az ne mojah da osyznaq kakvi sa horata okolo men(ne vsichki razbira se)...no za edin sym sigurna...imah go za nai-blizkoto do men syshtestvo...za chovekyt na kogoto moga vsichko da kaja...na kogoto vinagi moga da se doverq...i koito nikoga nqma da se dyrji gadno s men(pone ne i narochno...ne i syznatelno)...koito vinagi shte mi e priqtel...i za koito az nikoga nqma da moga da kaja neshto losho...Kolko sym greshala prosto...ta na nego izobshto ne mu puka za men...nai-veroqtno ot dosta otdavna...v edin moment qvno sym stanala bezinteresna,nenujna...i...vsyshtnost tova toi si go znae...A kolko pyti sym ubejdavala horata na koito im dreme za men kolko e dobyr...i kak vsyshtnost toi ne se opitva da me precaka...Radvam se naistina che doide denq v koito razbrah vsyshtnost che sym bila v edna ogromna zabluda...ili po-skoro denq, v koito az sprqh da se opitvam da si predstavq faktite po drug nachin...po nachin koito da opravdava povedenieto i otnoshenieto mu...No veche spiram s teq neshta...nqmam namerenie da se lyja sama poveche...dostatychno dylgo go pravih...S tozi chovek...az poveche jelanie da obshtuvam nqmam...pone ne i dokato toi e syshtata lichnost...promenqshta svoeto mnenie za ostanalite(syotvetno dyrjanie)...spored nastroenieto si...i vse pak taq nqkyde vytre v syrchiceto si...nadejdata che tova nqma da e dylgo taka...nadqvam se da sym sbyrkala...zashto li...ami zashtoto "Nadejdata umira posledna" a i az...az nikoga ne prestavam da vqrvam che hubavite neshta sa prosto obratnata strana na loshite...i prosto trqbva da obyrnem stranicata s loshoto, za da ni se sluchi hubavoto:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111730321801350539?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111730321801350539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111730321801350539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111730321801350539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111730321801350539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/05/edna-ogromna-zabludav-koqto-sym-jivqla.html' title='edna ogromna zabluda,v koqto sym jivqla...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111695132916203110</id><published>2005-05-24T19:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T19:18:23.270+03:00</updated><title type='text'>MyScene.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myscene.everythinggirl.com/home.aspx"&gt;MyScene.com&lt;/a&gt; ....a tova kolko nazad vyv vremeto me vryshta...ivchee ivchee...pomnish li kak si igraehme na teq detski gluposti:)a dnes izlizahme...kolko sme daleche samo edna ot druga...tyjno e...no ti si shtastliva...i az ti se radvam...no ti si obichana...i az ti se radvam oshte poveche:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111695132916203110?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111695132916203110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111695132916203110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111695132916203110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111695132916203110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/05/myscenecom.html' title='MyScene.com'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111696019771961804</id><published>2005-05-24T18:22:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T21:43:17.730+03:00</updated><title type='text'>12 klas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i dnes e 24 Mai...ama to ne e tolkova hubavo...vqrno praznik e...i 12 klas sa mnogo hubavi...s rokli i s kostiumi...i sa radostni(uj)...i tova "uj" e ne zashtoto ne se radvat che sa abiturienti...ami zashtoto osyznavat povecheto che sa im minali nai-qkite godini ot jivota...ama az ne moga da govorq za drugite...az moga da govorq za sebe si...i znam che mi e leeeeko glupavo kato si pomislq che sled 2 godini...tam pred obshtinata...s roklq...i neznam oshte kakvo shte e ani...a i ne samo tq i nusha...i ill...a i jiweto i stoui shte sa tam...i tolkova oshte hora...i posle shte si otidat...i veche nqma da e syshtoto...ama ima vreme vsse pak...kolkoto i byrzo da minat...2 godini sa tova;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111696019771961804?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111696019771961804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111696019771961804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111696019771961804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111696019771961804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/05/12-klas.html' title='12 klas...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111694864473378630</id><published>2005-05-24T18:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:36:03.816+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ama zashto?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pfff....zashtooo...ama az ne iskam taka...ne iskam da sym "ebahti gadnata"...i mnogo drugi raboti ne iskam...i iskam syshto mnogo raboti...ama ne stava...nikoi ne go ebe kakvo iskam i kakvo ne iskam...a zashto...emii tova ne go znam...moje bi zashtoto...kakto kazva edin chovek...jivotyt e edno golqmo preebality show...a moje bi ne...moje problemyt da si e v men...ami ako ne...arrgghhh...qdosvam se veche...i na sebe si...i na Nego...i na vsichko...a predi bqh tooolkova estestvena...i toolkova shtastliva...i toolkova impulsivna...kyde otide vsichko tova...nqkyde tam...skri se...oshte go ima...obache e zabutano nqkyde navyytre...zashtoto nqkoi mi kaza che ne mislq predi da govorq...che sym ligava...ami che ponqkoga ne e li hubavo da pravish pyrvoto neshto koeto ti hrumne...az si mislq che e hubavo pyk...i pak shte stana starata Dilqna...s hubavite i s loshite neshta...i neka...neka da sym ligava...i neka da sym typa...pone shte sym shtastliva!!A dali...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111694864473378630?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111694864473378630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111694864473378630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111694864473378630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111694864473378630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/05/ama-zashto.html' title='ama zashto?'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111685993213113102</id><published>2005-05-23T17:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T15:04:29.536+03:00</updated><title type='text'>tnx anni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/5931/640/DSC00932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/132/5931/320/DSC00932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nai-nakraq uspqh da se naucha kak se slagat snimkii:)blagodarenie nna moqta mnogo dubrichka sestrichka:)gushk na neq i na vsichki:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111685993213113102?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111685993213113102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111685993213113102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111685993213113102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111685993213113102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/05/tnx-anni.html' title='tnx anni'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111678617088444211</id><published>2005-05-21T18:25:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T21:22:50.900+03:00</updated><title type='text'>hubavo i stranno</title><content type='html'>basii...otkoga ne go bqh pravila tova neshto...da sym na kino s mama i tati...i posle se razhojdahme...ama se chuvstvah kato 5-godishna...kato otidoh za pyrvi pyt na kino...samo che togava gledahme Star Wars...a sega Nebesno Carstvo...hubavi filmi...hubavo e da se hodi s mama i tati na kino:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111678617088444211?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111678617088444211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111678617088444211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111678617088444211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111678617088444211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/05/hubavo-i-stranno.html' title='hubavo i stranno'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111668967511719633</id><published>2005-05-21T18:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T18:34:35.120+03:00</updated><title type='text'>what about you?</title><content type='html'>uhh...prochetoh poredniq mail ot teb...i chestno kazano ne mi stana mnogo hubavo...a taka go ochakvah...znaeh che shte mi pishesh...chakah go...a ne mi stana hubavo...a ti dali si mi chakal porednoto pismo?Dali nqkoga si si mislel..."a tq koga shte mi pishe...koga shte mi klipne...koga shte mi se obadi"...i tuk pak nqma nujda ot comment...a moje bi ima??&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mejdu drugoto kato se zamislq...nujno li e da ima comment sled nqkoe deistvie...sled tvoe...sled moe deistvie...nima ne e qsno...nima izobshto na nqkogo e neobhodim tozi comment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veche naistina zapochvam da se obyrkvam...ot kakvo se obyrkvam obache...ne e li vsichko predelno qsno...s teb nishto ne moje da imame...ti mojesh da imash neshto s NEQ...a koq shte e TQ...prosto trqbva da reshish...i tazi TQ...da go reshi...az obache nishto ne trqbva da reshavam...po princip...predi vreme trqbvashe...i az reshih greshno(kakto obiknoveno)...&lt;br /&gt;MLYKVAM...SPIRAM DA MISLQ...NQMA POVECHE...NQMA NQMA NQMA...OBESHTAVAM!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111668967511719633?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111668967511719633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111668967511719633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111668967511719633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111668967511719633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-about-you.html' title='what about you?'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049807.post-111659978492423612</id><published>2005-05-20T17:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T17:36:24.926+03:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>mai trqbva da se zzapochne vse nqkoga...i tyi kato tova si e mqsto samo samo za men..az ne mislq da pisha mnogo hubavo...ili da mislq kakvo pisha...predpolagam shte e pyyylno s gluposti...i bezsmislici...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049807-111659978492423612?l=aplacejustforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/feeds/111659978492423612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049807&amp;postID=111659978492423612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111659978492423612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049807/posts/default/111659978492423612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aplacejustforme.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>DeeDee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02369618419939934429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
