tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88569958476009295602024-03-19T11:25:56.390+02:00Mica Teorie a Evolutieinimic despre oameniCrina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.comBlogger117125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-35138317374775050782012-04-02T21:48:00.001+03:002012-04-02T21:48:57.283+03:00How?I would like to do something to protect nature, but I have no possibilities.
I should ask God.Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-29908879954578893922010-12-21T02:59:00.001+02:002010-12-21T03:00:24.766+02:00Marti, inainte de CraciunCe bine ca azi e Marti,"inainte" si nu "dupa Craciun".Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-45659146587727496952010-12-21T02:17:00.000+02:002010-12-21T02:17:00.094+02:001+Cand 2 animale dorm in aceeasi cusca, insa dorm fiecare in alt colt, asta inseamna ca nu vor sa stea in aceeasi cusca sau ca se tin sa nu sara una pe alta?
Cand 2 animale se musca una pe alta inseamna ca vor sa se rupa sau ca vor sa se lipeasca?
Cand 2 animale fac sex inseamna ca vor sa faca pui sau ca lui ii place mult de ea?
Cand 2 animale mananca din aceeasi trocutza inseamna ca fiecare Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-1243991925868611442010-12-21T02:14:00.001+02:002010-12-21T02:15:06.652+02:00Azi ma simt asa
Care crezi ca-s eu?Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-48275221228533336352010-12-02T23:17:00.001+02:002010-12-02T23:18:24.170+02:00Ma dau cadou
M-au legat astia cu o fundita si cica o sa ma dea cadou de Mos Craciun.
Cui?
Cui m-a cerut la Mos Craciun, normal.
Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-48518324367116442362010-11-25T00:31:00.000+02:002010-11-25T00:31:44.092+02:00Ce cupa port la sutien?Cred ca asta:
Da'numai cand ma duc la mare, altfel nu port deloc. Iata:
Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-64701869444542393612010-11-24T11:20:00.001+02:002010-11-24T11:21:53.254+02:00Azi ma simt asa Am impresia ca se cutremura pamantul din mine sub talpile lor. Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-31540863222240663362010-11-23T19:03:00.002+02:002010-11-25T00:00:03.060+02:00Uite-i pe fratii mei
M-au cautat fratii. Si m-au gasit. Mama nu mi-a spus ca a facut mai multi ca mine si in toate erele astea de le-am trait, n-am intalnit pe nimeni sa ma strige in grai si sa mi se para asemenea.Credeam ca nu ma intelege nimeni si ca limba de-o vorbesc e tacuta, Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-76758182046547792982010-11-16T23:55:00.010+02:002010-11-17T00:00:25.561+02:00Acest post este (tot) pentru sora meaA trecut 1 an de cand ai murit. Un an intreg de cand iti aud inima cum tropaie.
Acest post este pentru cei care te cauta si nu stiu unde sa te gaseasca.
Cainii au plecat, acum ne dam cu caii. Cai cai caii...
Pe vremuri, veneau cainii spre tine si tu te ascundeai sub pat, dupa soba, sub masa, dupa usa. Cainii te latrau si tu te speriai. Cainii te lingeau si tu te spalai.
Pe vremuriCrina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-65874154414843756512010-11-16T23:28:00.000+02:002010-11-16T23:28:15.200+02:00A(m) furat luna<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 21 false false false RO X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <!--[endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-20329602984632834612010-08-04T20:31:00.000+03:002010-08-04T20:31:29.189+03:00De ziua mea sunt asaCrina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-19187125897449445252010-07-08T20:51:00.002+03:002010-07-08T20:52:45.148+03:00Imi atarna un elefant de ureche
Un elefant mi-a strapuns o ureche. Si acum atarna de ea. Si canta - culmea - "Un elefant/ Se legana/ Pe o panza de paianjan..."si aici se opreste si o ia de la capat. Ori isi da seama ca nu atarna pe o panza de paianjan ori isi da seama ca e numai el si atunci n-are cum sa cante in continuare "Doi elefanti/ Se leganau/ Pe o panza de paianjan..."
Bun si care-i problema? Problema e ca - Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-60814499931008159882010-07-08T20:34:00.004+03:002010-07-08T20:52:25.544+03:00Pamantul e rotund. Jur.
Pamantul e rotund. Tocmai am experimentat asta.Nu, nu m-am intors din drum, bineinteles ca nu m-am intors, ca nu sunt rac (sa merg inapoi), sunt animal ca lumea.
De fapt, n-am ajuns in acelasi loc de unde am plecat. Am urcat pe cel mai inalt munte existent si am vazut ca in stanga si in dreapta pamantul cobora asa, ca si cum era o mingiuca. Si am batut atata drum si am sperat mereu ca o sa ajungCrina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-84569395382775187682010-07-04T22:50:00.007+03:002010-07-05T12:35:51.455+03:00(va) UrmaE greu.
Da' nu ma las(a) !
...Ghiceste (tu) pe care "a" am pus caciulitaCrina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-26110142466429446922009-11-04T23:01:00.000+02:002009-11-04T22:58:46.430+02:00Acest post este pentru sora meaMultumesc ca traiesti ca sa citesti acest post.
M-am intrebat mereu la ce serveste o sora. Mai ales cand apare dupa 9 ani in viata ta. An de an m-am intrebat ce e treaba asta care isi zice "sora" si ce sa fac cu ea. La ce foloseste sau sa ma feresc de ea?
Ieri am aflat ce inseamna.
Soro, ai inima ca a mea.
Ai sange ca al meu.
Ai carne ca a mea.
Ai plamani ca ai mei.
Ai burta ca a mea.
Ai Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-65777473707626502009-11-04T23:00:00.001+02:002009-11-05T10:45:15.004+02:00Anaconda
Cu ceva vreme in urma realizasem ca sunt o vaca.
Nici nu stiam ca am evoluat in tot timpul asta si aflu azi ca sunt cu totul altceva... Sunt o..... ANACONDA!
Si m-am asezat in fata vitrinei si am inceput sa ma uit la mine cu mai mare bagare de seama.
Am corpul asa, lung de nu stiu unde se termina.
Am solzi. Si din cand in cand ma lepad de ei.
In rest, nu se vede nimic la mine.
Stau asa, inCrina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-46411550860481056582009-11-04T22:50:00.001+02:002009-11-04T22:51:53.809+02:00De ce m-ai lasat sa mor
Intr-un an cineva m-a invitat in lumea sa si mi-a intins o trocuta cu ceva de baut in ea.
Cand m-am uitat in trocuta aia, am vazut un sarpe.
Mi-am ridicat ochii si m-am uitat in ochii sai. Parca stiind ce am vazut, mi-a spus "Bea fara grija, e din tot sufletul."
Si am baut.
Din clipa aia au inceput durerile. Simteam cum umbla sarpele prin mine. Si cum imi mananca incet-incet toate organele. Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-74032444273277207652009-10-09T19:06:00.001+03:002009-10-09T19:08:21.231+03:0008092009In lumea 08092009 se traieste simplu, asa:
Se ingrijeste asa:
Se sta la povesti asa:
Se mananca asa:
Se joaca asa:
Dragoste se face asa:
Lumea e pazita asa:
Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-20893051632845535352009-09-09T10:20:00.004+03:002009-09-25T13:53:42.616+03:00Anul trecut eram
<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-22625379864842190152009-09-09T10:12:00.005+03:002009-09-25T13:52:49.059+03:00Ce bine ca esti
<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-55570194088752403332009-08-23T18:10:00.011+03:002009-08-24T11:09:51.641+03:00Experimentul "Impreuna"
Mereu m-am gandit ce sanse sunt ca doua animale din specii diferite sa se ataseze una de alta, sa se indragosteasca, sa faca pui si sa ramana, fericite, toata viata impreuna?
Si m-am mai gandit ca e un pic trist sa fim condamnati ursul la ursoaica, cocosul la gaina, leul la leoaica, elefantul la elefanta, oceanul la balena...
Si am zis: Gata, viata asta mi-o dedic studiului "Uite ca se poate Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-91950593879660906852009-08-23T18:05:00.006+03:002009-08-23T20:05:03.982+03:00In sfarsit...Am scris cu ceva vreme in urma un post care se cheama "Inainte sa ma aiba pe mine ai mei au avut o broasca testoasa".Am o broasca testoasa.Mi-am dorit-o mult. Sunt egoista. Mi-am dorit-o cel mai mult.Am gandit (cu capul meu prost) ca poate asa o sa zica si despre mine cineva ca "inainte sa ma aiba pe mine ai mei au avut o broasca testoasa".Mi-am dorit o broasca testoasa ca sa fiu si eu a Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-54583586403652614752009-08-07T11:46:00.010+03:002009-08-07T12:39:40.566+03:00Maine e ziua mea<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-76000034750950561902009-07-08T17:05:00.006+03:002009-08-24T10:36:11.576+03:00I love you, Michael
<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8856995847600929560.post-54015865863593373492009-05-05T21:35:00.004+03:002009-05-05T21:43:28.510+03:00Ma simt ca un pesteMa simt ca un peste pe care tocmai l-ai mancat.Un os ti-am lasat in gat, ca sa iti tii mereu capul drept.Solzii ti i-am pus la piept, ca sa nu patrunda nici o sageata prin platosa.Sira spinarii toata ti-am pus-o acolo, ca sa iti dai drumul din mine.Ochii i-am pus la spate, ca sa fii singurul care vede de jur-imprejur.Branhiile ti le-am pus la inima, ca sa iti fie usor.Icrele ti le-am pus in Crina Novachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10585958347534808717noreply@blogger.com1