<?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-2853927288641826384</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:56:41.760-07:00</updated><category term='zabava'/><category term='zbluz..'/><category term='o meni'/><title type='text'>lucifer's angel</title><subtitle type='html'>Have you ever wondered what marks our time here? If one life can really make an impact on the world or if the choices we make matter? I believe they do. And I believe that one man can change many lives. For better or worse.
(OTH quote)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lucifer's angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11684871327410624870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49w20wqhBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Lpmi2iKDg4Q/S220/cockta.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853927288641826384.post-5028729628565303642</id><published>2008-05-30T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T06:14:09.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>samo misli.. ki jih hočem deliti..</title><content type='html'>Če bi me pred tremi leti vprašali.. kje boš ko boš stara 20 let? Bi vam rekla.. da bom študirala v Ljubljani, da bom srečna s Petrom in bova živela skupaj, obkrožena bom s starimi prijatelji.. in če bi mi takrat rekli, da bom čez tri leta živela s tremi puncami, katere prej nisem poznala, Peter bo samo še moj prijatelj, da Simona že skoraj eno leto ne bo več med nami in da Patricija ne bo več moja najboljša prijateljica bi si mislila da ste zmešani..&lt;br /&gt;Toliko stvari se je zgodilo v zadnjih treh letih.. tako slabih kot dobrih stvari..&lt;br /&gt;Vsi smo se spremenili, odrasli in vse bolj smo se oddaljili en od drugega.. v Ljubljani živim od Oktobra 2006.. in od takrat se je spremenilo marsikaj.. odkar sem prišla študirat v lj.. se skoraj da nisem več slišala  s Patricijo..oz. sva se pogovarjale dva ali trikrat od takrat.. žalostno.. čudno je kako se lahko človek oddalji od ljudi, s katerimi si je bil tako blizu. in kar je še bolj čudno.. sploh ne veš kdaj se je to zgodilo.. ne veš kdaj si počasi oddrsel vstran od njih ali pa so oni oddrseli vstran od tebe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ampak kljub temu, da sem skoraj 200km od doma.. od starih prijateljev, družine in vseh, ki so bili z mano ko sem odraščala.. sem srečna.. spoznala sem nove prijatelje, kateri mi pomenijo vse na svetu..  počasi spoznavam nove ljudi in živim življenje po svoje..  imam svoje vzpone in padce.. ampak vem.. da se bo na koncu izšlo vse tako kot mora biti.. vendar le če se bom za to potrudila..vendar prvič v življenju vem.. da bo na koncu vse ok.. in za to se moram zahvaliti vsem vam dragi moji "novi" prijatelji...  rada vas mam.. hvala, ker ste mi stali ob strani, ko sem vas najbolj potrebovala.. ob razhodu s fantom.. ob smrti prijatelja in ob drugih padcih.. rada vas mam.. vse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VaŠa TOJA :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;pa še en komad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keane - Everybody's changing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uQQpWmKoB4g&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uQQpWmKoB4g&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853927288641826384-5028729628565303642?l=lucifersangel88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/feeds/5028729628565303642/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853927288641826384&amp;postID=5028729628565303642' title='Št. komentarjev: 2'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/5028729628565303642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/5028729628565303642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/2008/05/samo-misli-ki-jih-hoem-deliti.html' title='samo misli.. ki jih hočem deliti..'/><author><name>lucifer's angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11684871327410624870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49w20wqhBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Lpmi2iKDg4Q/S220/cockta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853927288641826384.post-8163491520867753737</id><published>2008-04-13T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T10:36:51.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JASON MRAZ - LIFE IS WONDERFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R08q2wzGpzk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R08q2wzGpzk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a crane to build a crane&lt;br /&gt;It takes two floors to make a story&lt;br /&gt;It takes an egg to make a hen&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hen to make an egg&lt;br /&gt;There is no end to what I'm saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a thought to make a word&lt;br /&gt;And it takes some words to make an action&lt;br /&gt;And it takes some work to make it work&lt;br /&gt;It takes some good to make it hurt&lt;br /&gt;It takes some bad for satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a night to make it dawn&lt;br /&gt;And it takes a day to make you yawn brother&lt;br /&gt;And it takes some old to make you young&lt;br /&gt;It takes some cold to know the sun&lt;br /&gt;It takes the one to have the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it takes no time to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;But it takes you years to know what love is&lt;br /&gt;And it takes some fears to make you trust&lt;br /&gt;It takes some tears to make it rust&lt;br /&gt;It takes the dust to HAVE it polished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes some silence to make sound&lt;br /&gt;And it takes a loss before you found it&lt;br /&gt;And it takes a road to go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;It takes a toll to make you care&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hole to MAKE a mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la life is meaningful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la life is meaningful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is full of&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la life is so full of love&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is meaningful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la life is full of&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la life is so full of love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853927288641826384-8163491520867753737?l=lucifersangel88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/feeds/8163491520867753737/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49w20wqhBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Lpmi2iKDg4Q/S220/cockta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853927288641826384.post-283810972687174313</id><published>2008-03-20T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T13:41:07.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BiLi sMo na PREKMURSKI GIBANICI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R-LJ4DUpTRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xYUV_feLEBo/s1600-h/kolaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R-LJ4DUpTRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xYUV_feLEBo/s400/kolaz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179924486231248146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R-LKjjUpTSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/PB1kPBe_ut8/s1600-h/kolaz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R-LKjjUpTSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/PB1kPBe_ut8/s400/kolaz1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179925233555557666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R-LKkDUpTTI/AAAAAAAAADE/sF0hi77MarQ/s1600-h/kolaz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R-LKkDUpTTI/AAAAAAAAADE/sF0hi77MarQ/s400/kolaz2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179925242145492274" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JA znan.. zdaj van je pa žal ka ste nej tan bilij.. ali jebi ga.. drugo leto mate priliko! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853927288641826384-283810972687174313?l=lucifersangel88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/feeds/283810972687174313/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R-LJ4DUpTRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xYUV_feLEBo/s72-c/kolaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853927288641826384.post-7906074794267866767</id><published>2008-02-27T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T06:54:46.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE TREE HILL (Lucas &amp; Peyton)</title><content type='html'>ka vse se dela za love.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AhoIim8Uquk&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AhoIim8Uquk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853927288641826384-7906074794267866767?l=lucifersangel88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/feeds/7906074794267866767/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853927288641826384&amp;postID=7906074794267866767' title='Št. komentarjev: 1'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/7906074794267866767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/7906074794267866767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-tree-hill-lucas-peyton.html' title='ONE TREE HILL (Lucas &amp; Peyton)'/><author><name>lucifer's angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11684871327410624870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49w20wqhBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Lpmi2iKDg4Q/S220/cockta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853927288641826384.post-8078387298675844456</id><published>2008-02-16T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T01:24:02.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUOTES from ONE TREE HILL :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R7an00TQfWI/AAAAAAAAACk/ooMTv0lHZPw/s1600-h/453159082_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R7an00TQfWI/AAAAAAAAACk/ooMTv0lHZPw/s400/453159082_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167502148288675170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Every once in a while people step up, they rise above themselves, sometimes they surprise you. Sometimes they fall short. Life is funny sometimes it can push pretty hard, but if you look close enough you find hope, in the words of children and the bars of a song, and in the eyes of someone you love, and if your lucky, an if your the luckiest person on this entire planet, the person you love decides to love you back!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R7anSkTQfVI/AAAAAAAAACc/rpbEjOntxk8/s1600-h/443630108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 268px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R7anSkTQfVI/AAAAAAAAACc/rpbEjOntxk8/s320/443630108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167501559878155602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;“When so many are lonely…as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish…to be lonely alone.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;“Every song has a CODA, a final movement. Whether it fades out or crashes away. Every song ends. Is that any reason not to enjoy the music? The truth is, there is nothing to be afraid of. It's just life”&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;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R7am20TQfUI/AAAAAAAAACU/bht6__IKaWc/s1600-h/483698515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R7am20TQfUI/AAAAAAAAACU/bht6__IKaWc/s320/483698515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167501083136785730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;“At this moment, there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just now facing the truth. Some are evil men, that war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. 6 billion people in the world. 6 billion souls. And sometimes, all you need is one.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"There comes a time when every life goes off course. In this desperate moment, you must choose your direction. Will you fight to stay on the path? Will others tell you who you are or will you label yourself? Will you be haunted by your choice or will you embrace your new path? Each morning you choose to move forward or to simply give up.There comes a time when every life goes off course. In this desperate moment, who will you be? Will you let down your defenses and find solance in someone unexpected? Will you reach out? Will you face your greatest fears with bravery and move forward with faith? Or will you succumb to the darkness in your soul?"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Have you ever wondered what marks our time here? If one life can really make an impact on the world or if the choices we make matter? Sometimes, in order to move forward, you have to go back. In this case, just a few minutes. Have you ever wondered what marks our time here? If one life can really make an impact on the world or if the choices we make matter? I believe they do. And I believe that one man can change many lives. For better or worse."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small, like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger, like when we let down a friend. Some of us escape the pangs of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because we're looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past. And sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change our ways. But our biggest regrets are not for the things we did, but for the things we didn't do. Things we didn't say, that could have saved someone we care about, especially when we can see the dark storm that's headed their way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R7aqUkTQfXI/AAAAAAAAACs/6rIuk3odPB8/s1600-h/444139666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R7aqUkTQfXI/AAAAAAAAACs/6rIuk3odPB8/s400/444139666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167504892772777330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"You ever look at a picture of yourself adn see a stranger in the background? You know, it makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you. How many moments of other people's lives we've been in? Were we a part of someone's life when thier dreams came true? Or were we there when thier dream died? Did we keep trying to get in as if we were destined to be there? Or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think. You could be a big part of someone else's life and not even know it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;"There are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at a crossroads. Afraid, confused, without a road map. The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days. Of course, when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back. But once in a while, people push on to something better. Something found just beyond the pain of going it alone, and just beyond the bravery and courage it takes to let someone in, or to give someone a second chance. Something beyond the quiet persistence of a dream. Because it's only when you're tested that you truly discover who you are. And it's only when you're tested that you discover who you can be. The person you want to be does exist, somewhere on the other side of hard work and faith and belief. And beyond heartache and fear of what lies ahead." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853927288641826384-8078387298675844456?l=lucifersangel88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/feeds/8078387298675844456/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853927288641826384&amp;postID=8078387298675844456' title='Št. komentarjev: 0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/8078387298675844456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/8078387298675844456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/2008/02/quotes-from-one-tree-hill.html' title='QUOTES from ONE TREE HILL :)'/><author><name>lucifer's angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11684871327410624870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49w20wqhBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Lpmi2iKDg4Q/S220/cockta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R7an00TQfWI/AAAAAAAAACk/ooMTv0lHZPw/s72-c/453159082_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853927288641826384.post-1703194227285970333</id><published>2008-02-08T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:29:37.756-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o meni'/><title type='text'>nekaj o meni ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;..gremo drugam, kjer sije sonce vsak dan.. gremo drugam, kjer se pleše vsak dan.. za take kot smo mi tu prostora ni.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;    Besedilo iz komada od Zablujene Generacije - Gremo drugam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;zakoj san ga napisala.. zato ker se dosta krat počutin tak.. kak če za mene ne bi bilo tu prostora..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;včasih me lidje prav čudno gledajo.. če san "pretirano" nasmejana ali če poplesujen kda iden na faks ali če čakan npr. na zeleno luč na semaforju... fuck.. ka je tu narobe če je človik dobre vole.. če ti je fajn..  lidje te pa gledajo kak osmo svetovno čudo..  mah ok.. niti se preveč ne obremenjujen.. samo malo je čuden občutek.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;ok..naslednji verzi kere bon napisala so iz komada EGOTRIP prav tak od Zablujene generacije.. nja.. kak lehko vidite so mi ZABLUJENCI kul ravno zaradi toga ka majo takšna besedila ka opijšejo mene oz. moje življenje plus zaradi zvrsti glasbe kero špilajo! pa seveda zato ka dečki znajo napraviti žurko ge koli se pojavijo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6wg65kE9qI/AAAAAAAAACM/q_S5WWPWAqM/s1600-h/lucifer%27s+angel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6wg65kE9qI/AAAAAAAAACM/q_S5WWPWAqM/s320/lucifer%27s+angel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164539068943759010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;instinkt je moj detektor k zmer pokaže mi.. kdo vse si upa in hoče me lastit..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;moja mrzla sila je ogromen egotrip..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;takrat sem radioaktiven.. prej nikol takrat sem destruktiven..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;nja .. mislin ka tisti keri me poznate znate zakoj san napisala te verze... no tisti keri pa ne vete van pa poven.. jaz ljubim svobdo.. in kak začutim ka je moja svoboda ogrožena bon napravila vse ka jo bon obdržala..  tudi če man recimo nekšno love zvezo.. jaz nucan svobodo.. brez moje svobode nega zveze.. prav tak dan jaz partneri svobodo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in zdaj še samo en video.. tudi od skupine ZABLUJENA GENERACIJA ... komad z naslovon RAZDALJA... besedilo pove vse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EwlS837ti9I&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EwlS837ti9I&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to de za te post vse.. lep  pozdrav do naslednjič ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853927288641826384-1703194227285970333?l=lucifersangel88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/feeds/1703194227285970333/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853927288641826384&amp;postID=1703194227285970333' title='Št. komentarjev: 1'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/1703194227285970333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/1703194227285970333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/2008/02/nekaj-o-meni.html' title='nekaj o meni ;)'/><author><name>lucifer's angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11684871327410624870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49w20wqhBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Lpmi2iKDg4Q/S220/cockta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6wg65kE9qI/AAAAAAAAACM/q_S5WWPWAqM/s72-c/lucifer%27s+angel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853927288641826384.post-1389746898172090796</id><published>2008-02-04T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T05:12:52.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zabava'/><title type='text'>Novi album ZABLUJENE GENERACIJE - MI SMO STARE PIZDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6b7y5kE9fI/AAAAAAAAAA0/alS0fZVoHLk/s1600-h/kolaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6b7y5kE9fI/AAAAAAAAAA0/alS0fZVoHLk/s400/kolaz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163090874691024370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ena mojih naj skupin ZABLUJENA GENERACIJA je izdala novi album z naslovon MI SMO STARE PIZDE!&lt;br /&gt;Predstavitev albuma je bila 30.1. in 31.1.2008 v Ortoje..  in ja.. či se spitavlete či sa bila oba dni.. moj odgovor je ja.. bila san.. slike so sicer od 31.1. zato ka san 30.1. pozabila fotoaparat doma ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prvi den so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zablujenci&lt;/span&gt; razrezali torto kera je imela izgled njihovoga novoga albuma.. tOrTa je bila odliiičnaaaa... (njam, njam) ... Moja velka želja je bila čuti pesem RAZDALJA v živo.. in glej ga zlomka.. želja se je uresničila..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cPC5kE9oI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nya6QKd_-C0/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cPC5kE9oI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nya6QKd_-C0/s200/DSC_0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163112040289859202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pa nekaj več o albumi..&lt;br /&gt;Izdali so ga v samozaložbi..  na njen je 11 komadov&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cGuJkE9hI/AAAAAAAAABE/rlAyO4elxdM/s1600-h/ZG_PIZDE_cover_med.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cGuJkE9hI/AAAAAAAAABE/rlAyO4elxdM/s200/ZG_PIZDE_cover_med.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163102887714551314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bodi ti (to kar si)   3:01&lt;br /&gt;2. Kdo hoče plesati z menoj?   2:34&lt;br /&gt;3. Metulj  3:37&lt;br /&gt;4. 090   3:27&lt;br /&gt;5. Razdalja  3:33&lt;br /&gt;6. Sama svoja  4:02&lt;br /&gt;7. Egotrip  3:03&lt;br /&gt;8. Gremo drugam   3:16&lt;br /&gt;9. Predsednik ZDA   2:19&lt;br /&gt;10. Mi smo stare pizde   3:51&lt;br /&gt;11. Stereo stereo   3:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meni osebno je album zakooooon.. the best.. super mega..  naj komadi so mi pa Bodi ti (to kar si), Sama svoja, Egotrip, Mi smo stare pizde pa Stereo stereo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak se mi je zdel koncert.. bilo je zakon.. ampak resno zakon.. čist navdušena nad zablujenci.. upan ka de v bližnji prihodnosti kakšen koncert v lj ali pa v okolici ms ali pa celja.. ker tou se te lejko ide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no zdaj pa še nekaj utrinkov s koncerta ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIN5kE9iI/AAAAAAAAABM/HWuBIZ93AYM/s1600-h/kolaz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIN5kE9iI/AAAAAAAAABM/HWuBIZ93AYM/s200/kolaz1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163104532687025698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIN5kE9iI/AAAAAAAAABM/HWuBIZ93AYM/s1600-h/kolaz1.jpg"&gt;Zablujenci v akciji ;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIOZkE9jI/AAAAAAAAABU/CZBv3k2GJXc/s1600-h/IMG_9345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIOZkE9jI/AAAAAAAAABU/CZBv3k2GJXc/s200/IMG_9345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163104541276960306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIOZkE9jI/AAAAAAAAABU/CZBv3k2GJXc/s1600-h/IMG_9345.JPG"&gt;Primož.. Igor (v ozadju).. Hanson v akciji&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIOpkE9kI/AAAAAAAAABc/Uq4Vlm0WJAY/s1600-h/IMG_9384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIOpkE9kI/AAAAAAAAABc/Uq4Vlm0WJAY/s200/IMG_9384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163104545571927618" border="0" /&gt;Ramon in Hanson &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIO5kE9lI/AAAAAAAAABk/2U5Xtw4mm0Y/s1600-h/kolaz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIO5kE9lI/AAAAAAAAABk/2U5Xtw4mm0Y/s200/kolaz2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163104549866894930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cIO5kE9lI/AAAAAAAAABk/2U5Xtw4mm0Y/s1600-h/kolaz2.jpg"&gt;Primož in Hanson z mano in Matejo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cL4JkE9nI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HR8EDZP_tGQ/s1600-h/IMG_8490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6cL4JkE9nI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HR8EDZP_tGQ/s200/IMG_8490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163108557071382130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stereo jima je ime stereo to sta oni dve&lt;br /&gt;stereo jima je ime stereo to sta oni dve&lt;br /&gt;          (Stereo stereo - Zablujena generacija)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853927288641826384-1389746898172090796?l=lucifersangel88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/feeds/1389746898172090796/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853927288641826384&amp;postID=1389746898172090796' title='Št. komentarjev: 1'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/1389746898172090796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/1389746898172090796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/2008/02/novi-album-zablujene-generacije-mi-smo.html' title='Novi album ZABLUJENE GENERACIJE - MI SMO STARE PIZDE'/><author><name>lucifer's angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11684871327410624870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49w20wqhBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Lpmi2iKDg4Q/S220/cockta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R6b7y5kE9fI/AAAAAAAAAA0/alS0fZVoHLk/s72-c/kolaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853927288641826384.post-592345464159425064</id><published>2008-01-17T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T07:06:56.570-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zbluz..'/><title type='text'>pa sm se le odločila...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oliiii.. vsen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;končno san se tudi jaz odločila ka bon pisala blog.. moj blog de sicer napisani v prekmurščini.. ker se mi zdi to zanimivo.. :) vupan ka te kaj razmili.. če ne pa.. tisti keri do šteli do že razmili.. :P&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. no.. prvo kak prvo.. this is my test blog.. tak ka nen napisala nikaj šokantnoga.. pač nekaj stvari o sebi.. pa zakoj san se odločila blogati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49rkkwqg_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5nCmpQhKxkY/s1600-h/IMG_7701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49rkkwqg_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5nCmpQhKxkY/s320/IMG_7701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156458374449759218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;san toja.. in san iz prekmurja.. rada man glasbo, živali (doma man 5 mačk pa psa)..  in kar je najbole pomembno v mojen življenji so lidje keri me obkrožajo.. se pravi moji prijatelji.. rada sklepan nova prijateljstva, še rajši san pa če lehko ohranin stara.. fest san happy ka san na faksi oz. zdaj tu v lj spoznala določene ljudi.. (tisti keri ste to znate).. keri mi dosti pomenijo, mi pomagajo pri prebijanji &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;skozi težke trenutke (npr. smrt prijatelja..).. pomagajo mi pa tudi pri žuranji.. saj človik sam nemre žurati.. pa tudi če ide žurat s ken.. pa so to ne tisti ljudje keri njemi največ pomenijo .. je to ne to.. saj vupan ka znate ka mislin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. blog.. ja za bloganje san se odločila iz enoga samoga razloga.. in sicer.. malo mi je bilo tečno :) pa san se odločila ka iden probat.. saj če se mi nede dalo več pisatii (kar se lehko zgodi..) te več nen pisala.. pisala bon pa o posebnih trenutkih keri do mi zeli dih, o mojih razmišljanjih, o ne ven čen vse še ne.. to mo vidli sproti.. :) tak ka ja.. mislin ka je to to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trenutno.. je tu v ljubljani tak bedno vreme ka bole bedno nemre biti.. oblačno, dež.. pa še brez tople vode in kurjave smo ostali za 3 dni (wtf:S neka delajo spodaj)..ka je lejko še sploj slabše?? :S čist brez veze..&lt;br /&gt; gnes pride ena kolegica se k nama s cimro.. wiiii.. komaj čakan ka jo vidiiimooo.. mogoče.. če de se nan zgodilo kaj takšnega.. bon delila z vami.. če ne pa pačč ne... :)&lt;br /&gt;vupan kaaa de van čitanje mojega bloga zabavno.. sicer znan ka san nika takšoga ne napisala.. ali naj bo.. bon se naslednjič probala bole potruditi.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lep pozdrav do te.. pa se čitamoooo...&lt;br /&gt;čaaaaaaaauuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2853927288641826384-592345464159425064?l=lucifersangel88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/feeds/592345464159425064/comments/default' title='Objavi komentarje'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2853927288641826384&amp;postID=592345464159425064' title='Št. komentarjev: 1'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/592345464159425064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2853927288641826384/posts/default/592345464159425064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucifersangel88.blogspot.com/2008/01/pa-sm-se-le-odloila.html' title='pa sm se le odločila...'/><author><name>lucifer's angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11684871327410624870</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49w20wqhBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Lpmi2iKDg4Q/S220/cockta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tFM9wyqnL2M/R49rkkwqg_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5nCmpQhKxkY/s72-c/IMG_7701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
