<?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-9189494958440155475</id><updated>2011-08-07T15:58:38.694+03:00</updated><category term='nimicuri d&apos;astea'/><category term='de rahat&apos;pe bune'/><category term='men&apos; yet again'/><category term='2009'/><category term='subscribe'/><category term='Rally Show'/><category term='supertare'/><title type='text'>si ce daca ...</title><subtitle type='html'>mic tratat de plictiseala zilnica.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-2329819743984711943</id><published>2010-10-02T17:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T17:31:19.664+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fericirea are nenorocirea de a parea ceva absolut.</title><content type='html'>"Exista, cum spune Dumas, maimute din tara numita Nod, care nu se stiu infrana, dar tu de-aia ai ochi, ca sa nu iei o maimuta din Nod. In genere insa, femeia nu-si inseala barbatul si nu-l tradeaza, daca el singur nu-i acela care sa-i strice sau sa-i calce inima-n picioare, daca n-o dezgusta si n-o respinge prin micimea lui, prin egoismul lui, prin ingustimea vederilor, prin natura lui meschina si mizerabila. Deci, trebuie sa iubesti. Ca ea sa nu se simta numai femela ta, ci faptura cea mai scumpa pentru tine, copilul tau, prietenul tau. Poart-o la san ca sa-i fie cald, si atunci poti sa fi sigur de ea, atunci, cu fiecare an care trece, se va lipi tot mai mult de tine, pana o sa va lipiti de tot, ca gemenii siamezi. Daca nu-i dai toate astea o strici, o dezgusti prin nimicnicia ta - si se indeparteaza. Te va parasi de indata ce maini mai nobile se vor intinde spre ea, caci trebuie s-o faca, are nevoie de caldura si de consideratie ca de aerul pe care-l respira."&lt;br /&gt;Sienkiewicz - Fara ideal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fericirea adevarata e totdeauna o clipa. Mai multa n-ar putea indura firea omului care, deseori, intr-o viata de mai multi ani, nu are norocul sa intalneasca nici clipa aceasta, nici macar sa se apropie de ea."&lt;br /&gt;Rebreanu - Adam si Eva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daca esti trist, inseamna ca-ti lipseste ceva, ca nu ti-a reusit ceva. Asta inseamna sa te arati inferior. Daca esti plictisit, dimpotriva, inseamna ca este inferior ce a incercat zadarnic sa-ti placa"&lt;br /&gt;Stendhal - Rosu si Negru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cel mai periculos dusman este acela de care nimeni nu se teme"&lt;br /&gt;Dan Brown - Ingeri si demoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dintre toate armele de distrugere pe care le-a putut inventa omul, cea mai teribila si mai puternica este cuvantul. Pumnalele si lancile lasau in urma lor sange, sagetile puteau fi vazute de la distanta, otravurile erau descoperite si, in cele din urma, anihilate.Cuvantul insa distruge fara sa lase urme."&lt;br /&gt;Coelho - Al cincilea munte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sunr totodata o fiinta in mare masura constienta de ceea ce reprezint. Din cand in cand il dau naibii pe cel de-al doilea eu,care-l analizeaza si-l critica pe primul, care nu-i permite sa se daruiasca in intregime nici unei impresii, nici unei activitati, nici unui sentiment,nici unei placeri, nici unei pasiuni. Poate ca, in acest caz, constiinta de sine este marca unei inalte dezvoltari intelectuale, dar tot ea este cea care iti slabeste nespus de mult puterea de a simti. A purta vesnic in tine critica vigilenta a propriei fiinte inseamna a desprinde o parte din spiritul tau necesar pentru asta si a simti viata si impulsurile ei nu cu toata fiinta ta, ci numai cu restul ramas. Asta-i la fel de chinuitor, cum ar fi pt o pasare sa zboare cu o singura aripa."&lt;br /&gt;Sienkiewicz - Fara ideal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Atat de adanc ti-ai infipt in inima mea aceasta metoda stiintifica, scepticismul si critica, incat ele au devenit felul meu de a fi. Mi-ai ars cu fierul rosu toate corzile sufletesti prin care puteam sa cred pur si simplu, fara spirit critic, asa ca astazi, chiar daca as vrea sa cred in ceva, nu mai am cu ce! [...] m-ai otravit intr-atata cu scepticismul tau, incat am ajuns sceptic chiar si fata de tine, chiar si fata de propriu-mi scepticism si nu stiu, nu stiu, nu stiu! Ma chinuiesc si innebunesc in intunericul asta!"&lt;br /&gt;Sienkiewicz - Fara ideal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-2329819743984711943?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/2329819743984711943/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/10/fericirea-are-nenorocirea-de-parea-ceva.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/2329819743984711943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/2329819743984711943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/10/fericirea-are-nenorocirea-de-parea-ceva.html' title='Fericirea are nenorocirea de a parea ceva absolut.'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-3929836114850039503</id><published>2010-08-01T12:40:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T12:50:06.460+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nimicuri d&apos;astea'/><title type='text'>Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret</title><content type='html'>Hah, ce ciudat e sa fiu iar fatza in fatza cu dreptunghiu asta gol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret" (Aphra Behn) De aici mi-au trecut prin cap o gramada de idei.Da nu am reusit sa le retin pe toate suficient cat sa le pun aici. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat tine dragostea aia frumoasa, mai ca as zice eterna ? Si daca vrei sa o mentii "vie', cum faci asta? cum sa separi sentimentu ala de nou de atractie si atractia de iubire? cat tine sentimentu ala fain de la inceput, de te face sa vezi nimicurile pe care pana atunci nu le vedeai? si cum mentii o relatie? si de fapt, cum e o relatie adevarata, asa cum tre sa fie de fapt? si de fapt, ce inseamna sa iubesti? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma gandeam ca cred ca, de fapt, nu am iubit pana acum ... am pierdut timpu? de vreo 2 ori, am crezut ca iubesc ... dar ... conceptia mea despre iubire nu se potriveste cu ce era atunci, privind acum din exterior ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe ce idee sa mergem? Aia cu asteapta persoana potrivita, sau pe aia cu daca nu ai gasit persoana potrivita, distreaza-te cu aia pe care o ai la indemana?&lt;br /&gt;Sa dai totu sau sa iti tii sentimentele la cutia neagra, sa nu fi ranit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci ... ce inseamna sa iubesti?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-3929836114850039503?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/3929836114850039503/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/08/hah-ce-ciudat-e-sa-fiu-iar-fatza-in.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/3929836114850039503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/3929836114850039503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/08/hah-ce-ciudat-e-sa-fiu-iar-fatza-in.html' title='Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-3491506252060958608</id><published>2010-04-05T15:46:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:50:03.652+03:00</updated><title type='text'>cutzuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu :X</title><content type='html'>Na ca am facut-o si pe asta. Am dat un mail sa adopt un cutzu, sper sa mai fie valabil anuntu. Abia astept :D:D:D:D &lt;br /&gt;Boala asta cu cutu am avut-o de cand eram mica. Da nuuuuuuuu ca stau la apartament si na ... asta a fost scuza. Eh, sper sa imi iasa acu, si o sa am un cutu sa il cocolosesc si sa il pup in cur si sa devin penibila cu vorbit cu el cu tonalitati care mai de care mai interesante (servus andreea :)) ) ... &lt;br /&gt;Boala asta a fost agravata de faimosu film Hachiko ... la care am plans ca un copil mic, si altu vazut azi ... imi venea sa ma lipesc de leptoc/teveu cand i-am vazut. Mici si pufosi amandoi ... of. Astept mailu ala disperata, mi-as roade unghiile, da mai degraba cred ca mi-as rupe dintii in ele ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FaS37E3gKOU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FaS37E3gKOU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8mzmM1FoxE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8mzmM1FoxE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/9189494958440155475-3491506252060958608?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/3491506252060958608/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/04/cutzuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-x.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/3491506252060958608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/3491506252060958608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/04/cutzuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-x.html' title='cutzuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu :X'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-674708943000591061</id><published>2010-03-16T16:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:44:34.342+02:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidity at it's best</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;hai ca in ultima vreme am avut parte de specimene care mai de care mai aparte. Papusele(dar urate), roz si pline de sclipici, imbracate curcubeu sau dezbracate direct, oameni increzuti(dar care nu ai grija banilor - si ce bine de ei), oameni prosti - si ce bine de ei ca sunt asa, cred ca e mai relaxant sa fi prost - si nu in ultimu rand oameni care-s luati de prosti - quite a lot, i might say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;ASEMANAREA CU ORICE PERSONAJ ESTE PUR INTAMPLATOARE!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promit ... sau nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;De papusele nu are rost sa vorbim, ca toti le vedem pe strada, sau unele in oglinda, pline de toale care mai de care mai sclipicioase si de prost gust, fuste scurte si toace cat casa scanteii, lacul nu tre uitat, pinki pinki nici atat, placa de par is a must, solaru la fel, cizmele rozzzzzzzz si stratu de machiaj la fel, a must, purtarea gentii a la moniCA COlumbeanu (care e colorata in 90% din cazuri) ... mai zic? hai ca e recunoscuta pitipoanca ca rasa de inalta clasa. nu-s in masura sa fac comentarii literare pe tema machiajului din antichitati pana in ziua de azi, dar pot sa spun ca MACHIAJU FACE PITIPOANCA DE AZI. nu am chef de discutat pe tema asta prea mult, cine vrea sa stie mai mult ... pitzipoanca.org.&lt;br /&gt;oamenii increzuti ... ah, ce categorie. oamenii care sunt prosti &amp; nesimtiti de-a dreptu, da nu-s destul pana nu-s si fuduli. eh, aici intra mult prea multi oameni, deci de exemple nu ducem lipsa, slava domnului. Prostii nu stiu pe ce lume sunt, ca traiesc ori prin altii, ori prin ce stiu eu ce monstrulet din WoW, iar aia de-s luati de prosti sa nu mai discutam - imi vin cel putin 4 exemple dintr-un foc in cap. eh, ducem lipsa de bun simt pe lumea asta, ducem lipsa de bun gust, dar mai ales ducem lipsa de creier. sa nu intram in detaliu cu treaba asta ... don't get me started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3tYD2xX94c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M3tYD2xX94c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-674708943000591061?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/674708943000591061/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/03/stupidity-at-its-best.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/674708943000591061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/674708943000591061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/03/stupidity-at-its-best.html' title='stupidity at it&apos;s best'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-616568190017064613</id><published>2010-02-05T15:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T15:22:15.190+02:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointment - the greatest gift of all</title><content type='html'>ce filosofii de balta mai am si eu cateodata :) eh, cateodata toti mai primim cate un dus rece de realitate, si ne mai paleste cate o raceala crunta. viata ne-o trage in stil mare la toti, macar o data, de aia nici unu nu moare virgin (sau niciunu?)&lt;br /&gt;suntem o comunitate de ratati, unii mai mult, altii mai putin. toti ne-o facem cu mana noastra, toti facem prostii si ne asteptam sa nu iasa la suprafata rahatu, toti mintim, toti zambim cand de fapt plangem cu toata fiinta on the inside, toti plangem sa facem pe victimele cateodata (altii mai des), toti inselam mai devreme sau mai tarziu ... na, cum naiba sa nu fie pe duca lumea asta?&lt;br /&gt;nu exista lucruri perfecte, nu exista momente perfecte, nu exista all that perfect love crap, nu exista right time, nu exista perfect days at work, nu exista treaba cu trezit de dimineata, iesit la alergat, muncit toata ziua, seara citit o carte, uitat la un film, si dupa astea sa fi in stare sa te trezesti de dimineata iar odihnit ... cum nu exista monumente d-astea for perfection, tre sa ne bucuram de orice rahat mic care ni-l ofera curva asta de viatza ... si asa, pt unii lucrurile mici fac totu sa para mai fain ... ca de exemplu o melodie faina sau pus de poze faine just because it's wednesday (filmu is a must see) ... sau facut un slide cu poze faine ... nush, little things  daaaaaaar ... de la unii vin lucruri d-astea, de la altii nu ... pt unii, e naspa pt altii e fain .... depinde in ce tabara esti  si pt unii, cel mai naspa e sa trebuiasca sa explici lucrurile astea, sa te simti naspa ca o faci ... si altii sa nu le vada, sau sa dureze 2 3 zile (ca orice miracol dureaza tot atat) si sa se intoarca inapoi, ca si cum nu ar fi existat discutia ...&lt;br /&gt;naspa e ca dupa toate filosofiile de rahat, sa te mai gandesti la anumite momente cand credeai ca ai gasit the right moment, at the right time, si tot siru ala interminabil de lucruri imposibile ... si sa le ai ... si sa fii hepi ... si sa uiti pe ce lume traiesti ... si dupa, sa ti se traga presu de sub picioare, sa primesti 2 palme si sa iti dai seama ca ai adormit si ai visat frumos 7 secunde (ca cica atata dureaza orice vis) ... si de fapt sa fi trait luni, ani in visul ala de 7 secunde, sa te fi trezit cu cea mai mare dezamagire ever ... sa ramai "cu un gust amar pe care nu il spala nici o pasta de dinti" ... cu o durere care nu se duce cu nici un analgezic, cu o pata de rahat care nu se curata cu nici un detergent ... u get the point. si toate astea, pt ca ai blestemu de a fi perfectionist ... &lt;br /&gt;asa, pe final ... salutari pretenilor care se gasesc pe aceeasi craca ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-616568190017064613?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/616568190017064613/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/02/disappointment-greatest-gift-of-all.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/616568190017064613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/616568190017064613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/02/disappointment-greatest-gift-of-all.html' title='disappointment - the greatest gift of all'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-1169327598195414852</id><published>2010-01-28T21:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:38:39.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pe ideea lu radu</title><content type='html'>care e urmatoarea linie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;11&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;br /&gt;1221&lt;br /&gt;112211&lt;br /&gt;212221&lt;br /&gt;12113211&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-1169327598195414852?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/1169327598195414852/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/01/pe-ideea-lu-radu.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/1169327598195414852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/1169327598195414852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/01/pe-ideea-lu-radu.html' title='pe ideea lu radu'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-3289372122571830237</id><published>2010-01-02T21:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:20:26.079+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no inspiration available. I'll drink to that.(can I hear u dori there?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiurea rev. Cum sa ploua? :O Nu face sens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they were on a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La multi ani ... and shit :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-3289372122571830237?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/3289372122571830237/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-inspiration-available.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/3289372122571830237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/3289372122571830237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-inspiration-available.html' title=''/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-5431323530637042488</id><published>2009-12-29T16:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:47:59.339+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supertare'/><title type='text'>Sa mai schimbam starea de spir(i)t</title><content type='html'>Cum tre sa recunoastem ca mai reusim din cand in cand sa luam pensula si vopseaua roz si sa vopsim totu, au fost si zile foarte dar FOARTE faine ... (pacat ca e filmuletzu ala prea lung pt iutub) ... printre ele a fost si ziua aia de am mers la sf george si ne-am uitat cum s-a dat lumea cu masina si care a reusit sa traga mai fain de frana de mana in momente cheie. dar mai ales sa nu uitam 2 lucruri importante:&lt;br /&gt;1. cine a reusit sa tina minte traseu ala de cacat? :)) &lt;br /&gt;2. in sfarsit dori, ti-a retinut ala pe final numele =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asa ... &lt;br /&gt;Dori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265" align="center"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZzkoEzz6iI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZzkoEzz6iI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265" align="center"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JG4S3yZn_s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7JG4S3yZn_s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of a Masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265" align="center"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDANhr9grZk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDANhr9grZk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&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/9189494958440155475-5431323530637042488?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/5431323530637042488/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/12/sa-mai-schimbam-starea-de-spirit.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/5431323530637042488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/5431323530637042488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/12/sa-mai-schimbam-starea-de-spirit.html' title='Sa mai schimbam starea de spir(i)t'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-2748312113211444288</id><published>2009-12-29T16:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:15:17.074+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de rahat&apos;pe bune'/><title type='text'>traim in r(r?)omania - si asta ne ocupa tot timpu</title><content type='html'>ante-post :)) cand ti-o cauti cu lumanarea - o gasesti. si s-ar putea sa nu iti placa (prietenii stiu de ce.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ca multe s-au mai intamplat de la ultimu post... cu ce sa incep? ... orice asemanare cu personaje din viatza de zi cu zi este pur intamplatoare. pe bune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ma dispera oamenii care se ascund dupa rolu de victima. dar rau de tot. atatea plansete si figuri si alea alea... la ce draq iti foloseste sa te tot plangi? fa ceva sa remediezi situatia, nu iti mai plange atata de mila ... ah da si mai sunt si d-aia de se cred buricu pamantului ... chill out, eu sunt buricu pamantului si nimeni altcineva :D ma dispera oamenii care cred ca le stiu pe toate. NIMENI nu le stie pe toate. ma dispera oamenii slabi care tot ce fac e sa isi planga de mila ca vai ce viata de cacat au... nimeni nu iti va da nimic de-a gata ... (acu hai sa nu bagam politicienii in discutie, ca-s niste bacterii care se inmultesc mult prea repede ca sa facem schita) ah, si nu in cele din urma (sunt si alte categorii pe care nu le-am pus aici ca cine ma stie stie f bine ca sunt o persoana FOARTE usor de enervat) ma dispera oamenii care cred ca totu se cumpara cu bani in lumea asta ... (pot sa jur ca iubi stie la cine ma refer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. m-am saturat de certuri. sunt satula pana peste cap. toata lumea se cearta ... si din motive cretine (te iubesc - si eu - si tu ce???) ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. a fost un craciun de cacat. fara zapada. fara starea aia de ... craciun. nu am avut timp de nimic, rabdare sa fac bradu ca in alti ani, a fost tot o alergatura - si pt ce? ca a fost tot aiurea pt ca de langa fiecare a lipsit cineva important, cadourile au fost de cacat (alea cumparate - eu una nu am gasit nimic sa zic ca pfai, uite lu x i-am luat ceva fain - NU), nu mi-a venit sa ascult o colinda - motiv de cearta evident, ca de ce ascult BUG Mafia in seara de craciun ... Un film fain nu a fost la tv ... nem colindatori, sa se creeze o panica crunta, ca in alti ani. Plus alte faze care ma fac sa ma gandesc daca nu cumva putem sa ne intoarcem in epoca de piatra - sau sa nu ne mai dam atata de interesanti, ca suntem niste animale pana la urma, cu sau fara creier ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Banu strica. Mi-am verificat-o si razverificat-o pe pielea mea ... si pacat de oamenii care se strica pt bani, ca aia vin si trec. Si cu ce ramai? Cu UN CACAT. Pacat ca multi cred ca banii cumpara fericirea gata facuta. Nu as vrea sa fiu acolo sa vad cum se termina totu pt ei. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai am rabdare si nervi sa ma gandesc la mai multe motive d-astea ca deja imi creste tensiunea. Cineva m-a batut f mult la cap sa invat, sa stiu cat mai multe despre ceva ce imi place, ca ce ai in cap nu iti ia nimeni. Dar sincer ... pt ce? Ca vad cum ajung toti aia care-s printre cei mai buni si nu imi place. Obositi, terminati psihic ... ca sa nu mai bagam ideea de fara bani ca noh, traim in Romania. Mi-e o sila de Romania asta ... mai ceva ca de cacat sau de borat. Frumoasa tara ... pacat ca e locuita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS pt cineva care mi-a zis ca nu i-a placut cand l-am mintit - uneori nu e bine sa zici adevaru verde in fatza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-2748312113211444288?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/2748312113211444288/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/12/traim-in-rromania-si-asta-ne-ocupa-tot.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/2748312113211444288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/2748312113211444288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/12/traim-in-rromania-si-asta-ne-ocupa-tot.html' title='traim in r(r?)omania - si asta ne ocupa tot timpu'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-4796273433369685158</id><published>2009-12-02T18:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:45:10.482+02:00</updated><title type='text'>printre scandaluri.</title><content type='html'>nu inteleg ... sa mor daca inteleg. ciufutenia oamenilor e incomprehensibila.(asta ca sa nu se zica de mine ca nu fac fatza unor discutii in cercuri inalte - na si crapa) ma apuca nervii cand fara motiv te trezesti cu ditai scandalu si dupa o ora, doua de certuri tot nu stii ce draq ai facut de fapt. Nu mai am nervi si rabdare cu toti ciufutii si incep sa ma satur de fitze si figuri. Aere peste aere si cacaturi d-astea, bine ca nu am mai dat de regina lor (&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=1090767636&amp;ref=mf"&gt;see here&lt;/a&gt;) ca cred ca ma si albastream toata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Si ignoratu nu e o solutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fine. Revin eu cand imi trec dracii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-4796273433369685158?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/4796273433369685158/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/12/printre-scandaluri.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/4796273433369685158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/4796273433369685158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/12/printre-scandaluri.html' title='printre scandaluri.'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-6971194435307018107</id><published>2009-11-19T16:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:57:13.276+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nimicuri d&apos;astea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de rahat&apos;pe bune'/><title type='text'>niciodata cum,cand si de ce trebuie.</title><content type='html'>In primu rand, nu am dormit ca lumea cam de o luna si in ultimele zile aproape deloc. So please, be gentle in comentarii daca gresesc pe undeva si scriu chestii a la (E)vanghelie. &lt;br /&gt;In al doilea rand, cine face o donatie de o ciocolata? Arde tare :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaasa. Bun. Deci za problem iz : de ce dracu niciodata nu vine ceva bun la timp? (ce faci ... stii tu cine :p? :D) Bai da asa ceva ... e enervant rau de tot. Se pare ca si astea bune vin deodata la toti, dar nu cand trebuie :D de ce, de ce, de ceeeeeeeeee? Adica nu e mai bine pt toti sa vina atunci cand trebuie? De ce de la o chestie de asta ajungi sa dezvolti ditai ideile despre viatza si sa iti dai seama ce bine ar fi daca ai putea gandi numa cu capu sau numa cu inima ... (preferabil cu capu, si la tipi a se specifica cu ala de sus.) E de cacat. 2 persoane in cauza in momentu respectiv. Cum naiba sa vrei si sa nu vrei in acelasi timp?? Cum sa existe 2 chestii atat de contradictorii in capu unei persoane si cand le privesti separat sa iti para fiecare atata de corecte, si cand le pui cap la cap sa nu mai sti ce vrei? Care e logica aici? E ca si cum ai intra intr-un if si ai face si operatiile de pe then si de pe else. (primu exemplu care mi-a venit in cap - defect de profesie -  mi scuzi)&lt;br /&gt;Cum naiba sa vrei sa fi cu cineva si sa nu vrei, evident in acelasi timp?&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa vrei sa fi singur si in acelasi timp sa ai pe cineva langa tine?&lt;br /&gt;Cum dracu sa vrei sa ai o "relatie" intensa si in acelasi timp sa fi liber?&lt;br /&gt;Cum sa stii ca vrei pe acel cineva de care iti place/esti indragostit etc, dar si ca nu il vrei, nu vrei sa sufere ca tu nu vrei si ca vrei, dar nici nu iti convine sa fie cu altcineva? &lt;br /&gt;Ciudate chestii. Cum?&lt;br /&gt;Acu deja incep sa gandesc aiurea, asa ca mai las pt alta data ideea asta, ca e prea fain de analizat ideea fara sa ajungi la o concluzie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melodia care mi se invarte in cap de o saptamana :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265" align="center"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNp-LzQl9x0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNp-LzQl9x0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&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/9189494958440155475-6971194435307018107?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/6971194435307018107/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/11/niciodata-cumcand-si-de-ce-trebuie.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/6971194435307018107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/6971194435307018107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/11/niciodata-cumcand-si-de-ce-trebuie.html' title='niciodata cum,cand si de ce trebuie.'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-794390972197608315</id><published>2009-11-17T12:27:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:30:54.103+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rally Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supertare'/><title type='text'>Sibiu Rally Show 2009 - za best of za best</title><content type='html'>Nici nu stiu daca mai incape vorba la cat de misto a fost. Masini de masini (Subaru Impreza Wrx RULEZ :D), distractie la maxim, show, poze multe si evident faine de tot, si again show de show. Sa zicem ca noi tineam cu altu decat castigatorul, dar fie - distractia si-a spus cuvantul. &lt;br /&gt;Am facut o gramada de poze - in cele mai multe din ele am iesit de zici ca eram beti, ori ne prosteam, ori faceam reclama unei echipe (&lt;a href="http://thomasabraham.ro/masina.html"&gt;see here&lt;/a&gt;). Si ca bonus, am ajuns, evident prostindu-ne, pe rallymagazin. (&lt;a href="http://www.rallymagazin.ro/rally-girls-7450.html"&gt;see here&lt;/a&gt;). Ce mai ... week-end de vis :D&lt;br /&gt;Am avut parte si de karaoke (servus Dori :D - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Wz2oje_l_A"&gt;see here&lt;/a&gt;) si de manele (servus Dori si servus Edvin :)) ) si de tot ce ne-au mai dorit inimioarele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonus points : galerie foto &lt;a href="http://www.4tuning.ro/poze/Motorsport-20/alte-sporturi-cu-motor-75/sibiu-rally-show-5590.html"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-794390972197608315?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/794390972197608315/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/11/sibiu-rally-show-2009-za-best-of-za.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/794390972197608315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/794390972197608315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/11/sibiu-rally-show-2009-za-best-of-za.html' title='Sibiu Rally Show 2009 - za best of za best'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-5739998435046325074</id><published>2009-11-07T08:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:12:39.539+02:00</updated><title type='text'>gripa de porc.</title><content type='html'>Asteptam cu nerabdare, in continuare, si pe aia cabalina si pe aia "plantina" (wtf?? nu suna bine, da intelegeti voi) ... cat e de adevarat sau nu, nu stiu ... da e clar ca toate au scapat de sub control. Si sincer, cred ca tipu are dreptate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ak7s0sBYzfA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ak7s0sBYzfA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/9189494958440155475-5739998435046325074?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/5739998435046325074/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/11/gripa-de-porc.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/5739998435046325074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/5739998435046325074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/11/gripa-de-porc.html' title='gripa de porc.'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-1872885265257966267</id><published>2009-10-24T19:21:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:23:42.812+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de rahat&apos;pe bune'/><title type='text'>NOI VREM RESPECT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.realitatea.net/respect/manifest"&gt;noi vrem respect!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344" align="center"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OnWfAjWYrBA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OnWfAjWYrBA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai dracu rusi au fost romanii, dar trece&lt;br /&gt;A venit apa calda? A venit, da-i rece&lt;br /&gt;Rupem tacerea&lt;br /&gt;Asa sta treaba&lt;br /&gt;Au trecut 20 de ani si-or sa mai treaca degeaba&lt;br /&gt;Din nou pentru putere se bat&lt;br /&gt;Cand scolile cad peste copii&lt;br /&gt;E un iad&lt;br /&gt;Acum, ca esti batran, totul se transforma in scrum&lt;br /&gt;Spitalele sunt ultima halta pe ultimul drum&lt;br /&gt;Ne taram pe drumuri, prin gropi ca prin nisipuri&lt;br /&gt;Ei nu simt nimic ca-si pun la caldura (…) in jeepuri&lt;br /&gt;Banii sunt scopul&lt;br /&gt;Ei vor totul cu justitia&lt;br /&gt;Îti fura libertatea cand nu au ce sa-ti mai ia&lt;br /&gt;Mergem la munca, platim taxe, taxe&lt;br /&gt;Ei ne zambesc&lt;br /&gt;Indiferenta lor o simtim pana-n oase&lt;br /&gt;Nu vrem functii, nici putere&lt;br /&gt;Sistemul e defect&lt;br /&gt;Noi ducem tara-n spate&lt;br /&gt;Vrem respect!&lt;br /&gt;Sugeti un corn cu lapte, daca n-aveti dinti&lt;br /&gt;Si numarati-mi ouale, ca mi-am iesit din minti&lt;br /&gt;Bai animalule, nu vezi? Voi n-aveti interesuri&lt;br /&gt;Iarna nu-i ca vara, va dorim succesuri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugeti un corn cu lapte, daca n-aveti dinti&lt;br /&gt;Si numarati-mi ouale, ca mi-am iesit din minti&lt;br /&gt;Bai animalule, nu vezi? Voi n-aveti interesuri&lt;br /&gt;Iarna nu-i ca vara, va dorim succesuri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupem tacerea, poate v-am rupe gatul&lt;br /&gt;Calculam in prostia noastra ca ni s-a urat cu uratul&lt;br /&gt;Copiii se dau pe gheata, in sali de clasa&lt;br /&gt;Saracia apasa&lt;br /&gt;Batranii isi cauta demnitatea ramasa&lt;br /&gt;Platim autostrazi care nu se mai fac&lt;br /&gt;Si ne oprim sa ne tragem sufletul in primul copac&lt;br /&gt;Legati in pat, in salvare, cu borsul pe-afara&lt;br /&gt;Ne tremura mana ca trebuie sa dam spaga la drum de seara&lt;br /&gt;Ies lipsa 30 de miliarde, de argint&lt;br /&gt;Sa traiti bine, fraierilor! Iuda, ne ameninti?&lt;br /&gt;O ducem bine, nu-ti face griji, e totul perfect&lt;br /&gt;Ne mai ajunge sa cerem acum. Cerem respect!&lt;br /&gt;23 de milioane de nesimtiti, de coate goale&lt;br /&gt;Îsi permit sa incurce coloanele oficiale&lt;br /&gt;Uite tuica, uite femei si sarmale, pentru cei alesi&lt;br /&gt;Cauti dreptatea frate? Cauta usa si iesi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugeti un corn cu lapte, daca n-aveti dinti&lt;br /&gt;Si numarati-mi ouale, ca mi-am iesit din minti&lt;br /&gt;Bai animalule, nu vezi? Voi n-aveti interesuri&lt;br /&gt;Iarna nu-i ca vara, va dorim succesuri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugeti un corn cu lapte, daca n-aveti dinti&lt;br /&gt;Si numarati-mi ouale, ca mi-am iesit din minti&lt;br /&gt;Bai animalule, nu vezi? Voi n-aveti interesuri&lt;br /&gt;Iarna nu-i ca vara, va dorim succesuri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu toate ca va fi greu sa nu minti in campania electorala&lt;br /&gt;Promitem sa ne vedem din 3 in 3 luni in Piata Universitatii&lt;br /&gt;Promit ca voi face autostrada suspendata peste Bucuresti&lt;br /&gt;Promit ca vom da 20.000 de euro tinerilor care se intorc acasa&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa ne vada autostrada, bineinteles&lt;br /&gt;Totodata, am vorbit cu NASA sa trimitem un pilot roman in spatiu&lt;br /&gt;Probabil un mecanic beat, de locomotiva, care mai trage pe nas&lt;br /&gt;Daca nici el nu ne rezolva problemele&lt;br /&gt;Promit ca imi voi da demisia in 5 minute de la votul din Parlament!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi vrem respect, respect!&lt;br /&gt;Noi vrem respect, respect!&lt;br /&gt;Noi vrem respect, respect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let's remember :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344" align="center"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VWu7sBmfjkU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VWu7sBmfjkU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPECIAL THANKS TO SAPPHIRE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-1872885265257966267?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/1872885265257966267/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/noi-vrem-respect.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/1872885265257966267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/1872885265257966267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/noi-vrem-respect.html' title='NOI VREM RESPECT!'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-8690100904334204945</id><published>2009-10-19T19:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:29:12.681+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de rahat&apos;pe bune'/><title type='text'>we don't need no education ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Education's purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malcolm_Forbes"&gt;Malcolm S. Forbes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M_bvT-DGcWw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M_bvT-DGcWw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scriu asta in timp ce profu dicteaza ca la clasa intai, de era materia aia "Dictare". Sunt plictisita si dezamagita(daca se mai poate spune asa, ca doar asa a fost de cand lumea sistemu de invatamant la noi - profu dicteaza, copchilu toceste) ... Am fugit toata viata de tocit, si la facultatea asta de cacat tot la tocit am ajuns. Cursuri de sute de pagini cu examene naspa ... mi-e sila. Cand nu stii ceva, oricum cauti pe gugal. Asa ca ce dracu ne pun note pe vrajeli de astea??? Cui naiba ii trebuie in viitoru lui maret de programator teoria unuia de care oricum o sa uiti ca exista dupa ce ai luat examenu ... Scoala DIN ROMANIA suge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-8690100904334204945?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/8690100904334204945/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-dont-need-no-education.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/8690100904334204945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/8690100904334204945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-dont-need-no-education.html' title='we don&apos;t need no education ...'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-365208867966044627</id><published>2009-10-13T14:16:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:20:09.429+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de rahat&apos;pe bune'/><title type='text'>ca la romani</title><content type='html'>Mi-au facut capu prastie cu Nobelu vietii. Peste tot despre asta cu castigatu Nobelului pt literatura (&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/booksblog/2009/oct/09/herta-muller-nobel-prize-literature"&gt;de ex&lt;/a&gt;) Cat traiesti, numa ca nu te scuipa intre ochi, dupa e mori, mama ce tare erai si ce om bun si destept si alea alea. De unde dracu stiti voi cat de tare era ala/aia dupa ce a murit? Ma rog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parca nici calcu nu mai vrea sa mearga in Romania, face niste figuri de numa, are preferinte. Nimic nu merge ca lumea in tara asta. Citeam acu vreo o saptamana scrisorile manifest ale lu huidu si bendeac. Subscriu. Peste ceva timp o sa fie plina tara asta de cocalari, de tarani (luat in sensul naspa al cuvantului), de pitipoance care inca nu stiu cat de bine merge rosu' cu movu' si nici faptu ca daca ai ditai burta nu iti iei tricou scurt, de politicieni d-astia de fura fara numar, de manelisti si dusmani si lovele si stralucirea si mercedesa si alte d-astea. etc. Mi-e o sila cand vad cate unu d-ala cu ditai bratara si/sau ditai lantu, ceasu pe care scrie neaparat o firma d-aia tare pe o mana scoasa pe geamu masinii supertari din care urla o manea(sincer, pacat de masina!). Evident, toata scena este insotita de un zambet minunat si cuvinte de genu "ce faci papushe?" sau "ce faci fetele, te plimbi?" Mi-e o sila cand vad pe strada un cuplu care se cearta si taranu sa inceapa sa o injure pe aia si sa o faca troaca de porci, just because he can. Mi-e sila cand vad cate o balena esuata pe Republicii imbracata secsi cu o fusta pana-n ... fifi, eventual de o culoare de iti ia ochii, cu o bluza decoltata de i se vede buricu si scurta sa i se vada pierceul facut in buric si burta atarnand peste fusta. Sa nu uitam machiaju ala care inseamna 3 straturi de kit de dacie pe fata, tus ca sa ii scoata ochii in evidenta si ruj sclipicios. Mi-e sila sa aud iar de politicieni care isi declara averi si care primesc milioane de euro de la matusi inventate, d-aia de se incurca in minciunile lor, de isi iau masini peste masini, laptopuri de ultima generatie pe care oricum nu stiu sa il foloseasca si oricum nu ar avea pt ce(se minte cu gura, oameni buni, nu cu laptopu), case peste case, cand altii nu au dupa ce se caca(pare mai dramatic decat aia cu bautu apei). Mi-e sila de manelistii care nu au auzit de casti si ne chinuie cu dusmanii lor prin telefonul de cateva zeci de milioane, dar care sunt pe cartela si nu mai au credit, de aia cu geci la care te poti uita, da la soare ba ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-e sila de Romania asta. Tara e frumoasa, pacat ca e locuita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hopa.ro/poze/mare/romania_1241808235.JPG" width="580" height="386" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-365208867966044627?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/365208867966044627/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/ca-la-romani.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/365208867966044627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/365208867966044627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/ca-la-romani.html' title='ca la romani'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-3102325096984492961</id><published>2009-10-07T13:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T13:49:15.326+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subscribe'/><title type='text'>viata e prea scurta</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;io: lumea are nevoie de mai multi oameni ferciti&lt;br /&gt;Dori: clar&lt;br /&gt;Dori: !!&lt;br /&gt;io: ar trebui sa incepem sa ajutam omenirea ... sa fim noi fericiti&lt;br /&gt;io: :D &lt;br /&gt;Dori: ok&lt;br /&gt;Dori: hai&lt;br /&gt;io: hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cred ca va dati seama ca am dreptate (mereu am dreptate, dar noh, orice geniu poate gresi :D) ... hai sa zambim mai mult. sa radem mai mult. sa iesim in oras in grup ma mult. sa zicem mai multe bancuri. sa nu ne ma suparam din tampenii. sa fim fuckin happy, ca viata asta e prea scurta ca sa o pierdem aiurea, pentru cai verzi pe pereti. si ce daca s-au intamplat atatea cacaturi ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sorinplaton.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/make-you-smile.jpg" width="375" height="372" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/56peVIeZBbw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/56peVIeZBbw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te bagi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-3102325096984492961?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/3102325096984492961/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/viata-e-prea-scurta.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/3102325096984492961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/3102325096984492961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/viata-e-prea-scurta.html' title='viata e prea scurta'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-2612142951610531556</id><published>2009-10-07T13:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T13:07:20.103+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nimicuri d&apos;astea'/><title type='text'>care to make a bet?</title><content type='html'>Paranteza deschisa. Ah, ce fain era anu trecut, cand am facut pariuri peste pariuri pe care le-am si castigat (unu mic pierdut, taci acolo Mita and go with it :D) ... Paranteza inchisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fricile. Mici sau mari. Tu de care ai? Io de inaltime. Si de dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca ti-e frica de apa(nu, nu de apa din dus), de inaltime, de caini, de pene, de orice ... de obicei, daca nu o faci tu singur, viata o sa te puna fata in fata cu frica ta, pana cand ori te caci pe tine si/sau o ajungi paranoic, ori esti in stare sa iti invingi frica, si pentru asta iti trebuie doar un dram de nebunie sau de inconstienta(ha ha, am sarit de la trambulina de 3 m de 2 ori :)) ). Acu cu fricile alea mai naspa, gen frica de dentist ... aici e trist. Si se lasa cu sange (la propriu la asta cu dentistu). Eu una pana nu ajung in ultimu stadiu al durerilor de dinti, nu calc prin cabinete stomatologice. La propriu, efectiv ma apuca tremuratu si mai mai ca le dau peste mana alora care se apropie cu zambetu pe buze cu &lt;b&gt;chestia aia de bazaie&lt;/b&gt;(da da, ii zice freza, stiu, da suna mai plastic asa) de dintii mei. Ma simt ca intr-un film d-ala horror, parca vine cu flexu la mine sau cu drujba gata gata sa ma omoare. &lt;br /&gt;Alta frica mai naspa ... cea mai naspa probabil. Vad ca impanzeste lumea. Chestia aia de iti e frica sa mai ai incredere in cineva. Pai doar dupa ce ti-ai luat-o de cateva ori mai poti sa ai curaju sa ii zici cuiva ceva? Parca dupa ce auzi ca cine iti e mai apropiat te vorbeste pe la spate, te barfeste sau te sapa, dupa ce auzi ca perechea te-a inselat(combinatia perfecta e sa fie si cu pretenu cel mai bu sau pretena cea mai buna), dupa ce vezi ca ala caruia i-ai dat niste bani sa investeasca s-a carat cu tot cu viitoru tau, eventual si cu prezentu, dupa ce vezi ca statu te fura de te ia dracu (hello RRomania !!!) etc etc ... pai iti vine sa mai ai incredere macar in perna ta? Mie cam nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma rog lista e lunga, as putea dezbate aici enshpe frici si enshpe motive sa iti vina s-o iei la fuga, si probabil de 2 ori mai multe motive sa stai si sa lupti. (nu la treaba cu statu te fura :D) Revin cu un later edit(aka ia sa iti vad si fricile tale :&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS a bet, anyone? ... anyone? ;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-2612142951610531556?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/2612142951610531556/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/care-to-make-bet.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/2612142951610531556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/2612142951610531556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/care-to-make-bet.html' title='care to make a bet?'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-3800231241122865850</id><published>2009-10-06T16:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:26:27.277+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de rahat&apos;pe bune'/><title type='text'>da gud did olueis straics tuais</title><content type='html'>Paranteza deschisa.Ca sa stii, de la inceput zic ca e un post in doru lelii, asta ca sa vorbesc frumos. Mi-e sila sila SILA de tot. Paranteza inchisa.&lt;br /&gt;Zona crepusculara. Pe bune. De toate pt toti, de toate culorile, formele si mirosurile. Nu mai vad prea multe lucruri bune in viata celor din jurul meu. Cateodata imi e si frica sa mai raspund la tel sau sa intru pe mes ... mai vine un mesaj, vad nr necunoscut, deja parca mi se accelereaza pulsu. Acu ce dracu s-o mai fi intamplat? Cine a crapat? Ce accident a mai fost? Toata lumea se desparte. E epidemie. Fostii mai vechi se intorc. Uai?? Altii sunt suciti. Altii inca vor sa para ceva ce nu sunt ...&lt;br /&gt;Scoala suge. Avem un orar de toata jena. Plus ca eu "nu-s programata genetic"(citat Lau, mare filozof de breasla) sa ma trezesc la 6 sa ma duc la scoala la cursu de la 7 jumate (a se citi : pun alarma la 6 sa aman pana la 6 jumate ca sa imi beau cafeaua inca vreo 15 minute si pana pe la 7 si 10 sa fiu gata sa ies pe usa). Ce dracu sa fac daca nu functionez decat dupa 9? Ah Lau, din 15 insi, probabil vom fi doar vreo 3 care se duc la practica de la 7 jumate :)) Stiu ca te-am injurat de mama, dar blestemu numelui ...&lt;br /&gt;Despre titlu ... nici o fapta buna nu ramane nepedepsita. Pai nu straics tuais? O data, cand faci chestia aia buna - nu ca te astepti sa ti se intample ceva bun back, dar macar sa nu ti se intoarca treaba asta pe invers - si a doua oara, cand vine treaba &lt;b&gt;negata&lt;/b&gt; inapoi (defect profesional, prea multa mate). E atat de enervant, enervant enervaaaaaaaaant ca e atat de adevarat. Nici nu stiu daca mai merita sa scriu mai departe. Mai zic? Mai zic putin. Ti se da in cap cam de fiecare data cand faci ceva bun (restu se intorc impotriva ta in timp) si e frustrant, zau de nu. Parca nu mai exista dreptate pe lumea asta, probabil de aici vine ideea de a intoarce si celalalt obraz, daca vrei sa ramai pe "Calea cea dreapta". Sincer, eu am luat-o pe scurtatura, acu ramane de vazut daca ajung unde trebe. Si nu, nu-s dispusa sa intorc si celalalt obraz, orice ar fi. O fi o chestie expirata, da cand vezi cine e la putere, cine castiga * [orice], cui ii merge bine in general ... nu iti vine sa-ti futi o palma si sa o lasi balta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Pentru 2 persoane dragi mie ... luati aminte, nimeni nu scapa virgin, viata are grija sa ne futa cel putin o data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later edit : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTPFFQw9xfk"&gt;e ca?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-3800231241122865850?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/3800231241122865850/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/da-gud-did-olueis-straics-tuais.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/3800231241122865850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/3800231241122865850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/da-gud-did-olueis-straics-tuais.html' title='da gud did olueis straics tuais'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-1582233634325344445</id><published>2009-10-02T12:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T12:42:37.942+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men&apos; yet again'/><title type='text'>Women undercover</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;n cazul in care esti baiat, de obicei ti se infige de mic ideea de "barbatii nu plang" si "noi suntem aia care detin controlu', tine minte tata" ... din pacate e cam adevarat, asta e mentalitatea care e bagata cu palnia in capu generatiei noastre (sorry guyz, exceptiile sa se simta - se stiu ele).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cate am vazut pana acum ... m-au facut sa ma crucesc. Recent, "research"-ul a dovedit ca majoritatea tipilor au, de fapt, atitudine de femeie. Prin atitudine, vreau sa zic ca nu inteleg de unde sunt ei supranumiti "sexul tare"(sau poate se refera doar la faptul ca uneori la ei are ce se intari? da da, asta trebuie sa fie explicatia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1.Nehotararea&lt;/i&gt; Bun esti nehotarat de fel, dar totusi ... cand incepi cu prostii de genul "stii eu nu stiu ce vreau ... " deja ... cum dracu sa nu stii ce vrei?? tu, ca SEX TARE, nu se presupune ca esti stalpu unei relatii, unei afaceri, unei ... ce vrei tu. Cum naiba sa ai de ales intre alb si negru si tu sa-ti bagi capu in pamant ca strutu si vii cu scuza ca "stii draga/iubito etc nu stiu cum e mai bine ... " LIPSA DE C***E. The man has no balls. Deci e femeie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2.Curaj nem&lt;/i&gt; Daca nu ai tupeu sa zici nici macar ce ai in cap, apai ... mai bine ar mai exista ca pe vremea nazistilor, d-aia de te pun la zid si te impusca. Serios. Stai acolo ca un mormoloc in cutiutza ta, in globul tau de cristal, ca poate-poate iti ghiceste careva gandu. Nu. The man has no balls. Deci e femeie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;3.Nu stie sa te faca sa te simti femeie&lt;/i&gt; Aici cred ca multi ar pica din statutu de barbat. Nu de alta, dar daca unu vine si se poarta cu tine de zici ca va trageti de sireturi(si aici nu e folosita expresia decat in sensu ca un tip NU trebuie sa se poarte cu tine cum se poarta cu cel mai bun prieten al lui) atunci e de rau. Sa stie cand sa iti inchida gura cu un sarut, sa stie cum sa se poarte cu tine cand sunteti in public, sa stie sa te atinga, sa stie sa fie atent la nevoile tale (cum de altfel noi suntem atente la nevoile voastre, dar voi vreti si gasiti "CEVA MAI BUN"), etc prin astea ne faceti sa ne simtim femei, nu prin faptu ca va stie juma de oras de mare fu*a*au. Daca nu sunteti in stare de atata lucru, la Ciomu cu voi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4.Se crede mare macho&lt;/i&gt; Ah da, preferata mea, d-aia mari si tari care se bat cu pumnu in piept ca cine sunt ei cand de fapt, ochelarii de soare pe care scrie Gucci sunt de fapt luati cu 5 lei din piata( ca atat i-a dat mama leafa pe ziua de azi), freza d-aia smechera cu gel, epilati si pe picioare, imbracati numa de la adidas/nike/puma/etc (si asta e categoria buna, de aia cu D&amp;G/Armani/i'm out of ideas nici macar nu are rost sa vorbim), dati cu parfum d-ala de te doare capu dupa ce trece pe langa tine si iti arunca o privire sexy de te da pe spate si te intreaba "ce faci fetele, te plimbi?"&lt;br /&gt;Nu. E de-a dreptu scarbos. O femeie se impresioneaza prin atitudine. Poti avea pe tine haine de la Ţ firme daca ai capu gol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5."Mie mi-e frica ... "&lt;/i&gt; Aici nu mai zic. Pur si simplu NU. Asta nu e un barbat, care se caca pe el cand vede ca e posibil sa fie bine, (nu, lui ii trebuie drama)cand vede ca cineva il surclaseaza, cand se umple de zdrefelute&lt;a href="http://www.123urban.ro/showTerm.htm?term=zdrefelute"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; la fund ca cineva i-a gasit un punct slab, si lista ar putea continua la nesfarsit. Efectiv mi-e lene sa scriu mai multe situatii. Fetele stiu de ce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;6.Influentabilitatea&lt;/i&gt; Cand iti zice mama/prietenu cel mai bun/tataie/revista Ţ ca de fapt, tu poti mai bine, ca nu faci bine, ca de fapt nu iti e bine, ca de fapt tu esti dumnezeu pe pamant, ca de fapt "lasa mama, ca e fata aia care te iubeste, doar nu degeaba te asteapta [...]" (da, aia te iubeste de te asteapta pana tu f**i tot ce vrei si dupa te primeste cu bratele deschise), ma rog, fiecare poate da propriile exemple, ideea de baza e ca unu care nu e in stare sa isi sustina punctu de vedere si se lasa influentat de te miri cine nu e barbat. The man has no balls. Deci e femeie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ar mai fi cateva situatii in care barbatu e femeie sub acoperire, dar nu mai am rabdare sa scriu atata. Sincer. Sunt satula de exemplare d-astea ... mai mult decat satula. Treziti-va dragilor, ca altfel ajungeti sa va bata femeia cu umerasu !!! (femeia ar fi in unele cazuri mama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Imi pare sincer rau pentru barbatii (in adevaratul sens al cuvantului) care vor citi acest post (servus Boldy), dar unele experiente recente m-au facut sa ... sa ... sa. Prietenii stiu de ce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-1582233634325344445?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/1582233634325344445/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/women-undercover.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/1582233634325344445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/1582233634325344445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/women-undercover.html' title='Women undercover'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-1059694135904360436</id><published>2009-10-01T10:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:56:26.712+03:00</updated><title type='text'>rasa masculina - un alt fel de a spune imaturitate</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A se lua aminte : orice asemanare cu personaje, nume, discutii este pur intamplatoare. Pe bune.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;V&lt;/b&gt;orbeam aseara cu un fost coleg de liceu (da, am ajuns sa o spun ca mama and it really creeps me out) despre "relatii" sau non-relatii. Incredibil cata imaturitate pe masculii astia care se cred feroce - ideea de "mama, am mai bifat-o si pe asta pe lista, acu am tras-o la şm/ţ tipe" nu numai ca ma scarbeste, dar deja ajunge sa ma ingrozeasca. Traim in jungla? In fine. Cum ar spune aia din invatamant, "IRELEVANT" (sau "EVIDENT" ?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cum tot discutam cu domnu in cauza, imi spune chestii care ma fac sa imi sara tzandara. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:53:29 PM): ca sincer cam asta meritati&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:53:34 PM): da... aia e&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:53:35 PM): &lt;br /&gt;io (9/30/2009 10:54:44 PM): hai ma&lt;br /&gt;io (9/30/2009 10:54:49 PM): lasa-ma cu ideile astea misogine&lt;br /&gt;io (9/30/2009 10:55:00 PM): de parca noi am fi gunoiu si voi elita&lt;br /&gt;io (9/30/2009 10:55:03 PM): ce sa iti zic&lt;br /&gt;io (9/30/2009 10:55:03 PM): &lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:55:09 PM): nu.. nu am zis asta&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:55:13 PM): ideea e ca nu merita sa va iubim&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:55:15 PM): din 2 motive&lt;br /&gt;io (9/30/2009 10:55:19 PM): &lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:55:25 PM): ori ne inselati voi  ori vom fi nevoiti noi sa nu va inselam daca dam de una mai buna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci - concluzia : pana la varsta la care sa zicem, esti nevoit sa iti gasesti una pe care sa o pui sa iti spele chilotii - deh, oricum tu nu esti in stare - sa iti faca o ciorba, sa iti spele picioarele etc etc, toate relatiile care le ai se vor termina in una din 2 situatii : ori fata inseala, ori tipu gaseste alta mai buna. Matur mod de a-ti trai viata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:59:10 PM): cu fetele pe care chiar le-am iubit ... a iesit un rahat&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:59:21 PM): si a fost din cauza mea ca m-am comportat prea frumos cu ele&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:59:22 PM): asa ca ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aici tre sa ii dau dreptate ... nush ce si cum se intampla, dar cu persoana la care tii/o iubesti de obicei iese un cacat. (cine se simte? ah ah? :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:59:26 PM): daca pica ceva ok pastrez&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:59:28 PM): daca nu&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 10:59:30 PM): neext&lt;br /&gt;io (9/30/2009 10:59:37 PM): well&lt;br /&gt;io (9/30/2009 10:59:54 PM): tu astepti sa pice ceva ok in tequilla la student night cand e bautura mai ieftina?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da dragilor, voi asteptati sa dati de o tipa ok (eventual aia in cauza spalatului chilotilor) intr-un club/bar ... din pacate am un exemplu mult prea bun pentru genul de fete care umbla mai mereu prin cluburi (pentru cunoscatori - whisky cu red bull sau poate fara whisky ca ea nu bea alcool - este o lady) si cu asemenea fete cum dracu sa nu o iei razna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 11:00:17 PM): da nu ma dau io la fete in club&lt;br /&gt;io (9/30/2009 11:00:18 PM): tot acolo&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 11:00:24 PM): ii las pe altii&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 11:00:55 PM): n-am fitele necesare pt agatat in club&lt;br /&gt;Domnu (9/30/2009 11:00:58 PM): ma bazez pe intelect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mai zic ceva, sa nu mai zic? Deci el cand se f... cu cineva, se bazeaza pe intelect. Pentru ca alt tip de relatie, din cate am inteles, nu mai vrea/cauta sau nu a mai gasit. Buuuuuuuuuun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si discutand cu domnu, schimb statusul pe mes. Evident, exista cineva care se ia de el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;domnu 2 (9/30/2009 11:00:57 PM): ideea e urmatoarea&lt;br /&gt;domnu 2 (9/30/2009 11:01:06 PM): toate femeile sunt curve&lt;br /&gt;domnu 2 (9/30/2009 11:01:25 PM): depinde cand o cunosti inainte sa fie sau dupa&lt;br /&gt;domnu 2 (9/30/2009 11:01:31 PM): eu zik k dupa&lt;br /&gt;domnu 2 (9/30/2009 11:01:49 PM): pt k intelege cu adevarat iubirea si nu mai cauta&lt;br /&gt;domnu 2 (9/30/2009 11:02:01 PM): cam asta e pb cu fetele in general&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deci intram in cam 2 categorii si jumatate : 1. proaste in cluburi, deci de f*t*t sau 2. curve, deci de f*t*t. Ce "pica" intre, categoria 2 si jumate - ceva bun ce ori va insala, ori gasiti voi ceva mai bun, dragii de voi. Mentalitate de secol 17(XVII - na ca stiu sa scriu si asa, domnilor). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In incheiere, (a caracteriza mentalitatea tipilor de aceasta varsta - ca nu pot sa spun nici baieti  - s-ar simti jigniti -, nici barbati  - ne-am simti noi jignite si de-a dreptul pierdute - -) as avea de pus doua intrebari :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A fi sau a nu fi? (in sotzietatea din ziua de azi)&lt;br /&gt;2. Noi , astea care facem parte din cele 2 categorii si jumatate, unde gasim pe careva cu care sa discutam ceva si care sa fie trecut de pubertate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-1059694135904360436?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/1059694135904360436/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/rasa-masculina-un-alt-fel-de-spune.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/1059694135904360436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/1059694135904360436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/10/rasa-masculina-un-alt-fel-de-spune.html' title='rasa masculina - un alt fel de a spune imaturitate'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-6897842573109061584</id><published>2009-09-30T13:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:56:00.574+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nimicuri d&apos;astea'/><title type='text'>cand vine una ... vin toate.si la toti.</title><content type='html'>si e un adevar general valabil. nu exista cineva in jurul meu caruia sa ii mearga bine. cu cine mai vorbesc imi mai zice ca a patit cate ceva, ca nu ii merge ceva, ca s-a despartit de pereche, ca e bolnav, ca cineva apropiat s-a imbolnavit/a murit etc. &lt;br /&gt;si apoi ma uit la aia pe care ii doare in fund de tot ce misca in jurul lor : le e bine, frate. si cine se vede intr-o situatie buna zilele astea, inseamna ca face parte din categoria de mai sus :)) &lt;br /&gt;cercul complet al chestilor "nais" care mi s-au intamplat in ultima luna ... ma chinui cu o raceala si ea cu mine, ca nu se hotaraste daca sa ma chinuie de numa sau sa ma lase asa, in aer. ard si nu ard, ma dor toate si nu ma dor, mi-e rau si nu mi-e rau, imi curge nasu si nu-mi curge. de ce nu se hotaraste odata ce vrea sa faca?? &lt;br /&gt;concluzie : raceala e de genu masculin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-6897842573109061584?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/6897842573109061584/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/09/cand-vine-una-vin-toatesi-la-toti.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/6897842573109061584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/6897842573109061584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/09/cand-vine-una-vin-toatesi-la-toti.html' title='cand vine una ... vin toate.si la toti.'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189494958440155475.post-1897022224839367878</id><published>2009-09-29T09:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:07:38.667+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nimicuri d&apos;astea'/><title type='text'>2 10 2 10 proba proba</title><content type='html'>Ha. Mi s-a pus pata azi dimineata - nush exact de ce si cum mi-a venit ideea asta ... sa fac un blog. Fara vreo idee clara de a scrie ceva - asa, pur si simplu, sa mai pun un check la o chestie care nush daca ma ajuta la ceva, dar de ce sa n-o fac?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca iete ce a iesit ... Acu urmeaza partea in care invat, asa ca feel free sa ma injurati sau sa fiti sfatoshi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9189494958440155475-1897022224839367878?l=punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/feeds/1897022224839367878/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-10-2-10-proba-proba.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/1897022224839367878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9189494958440155475/posts/default/1897022224839367878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punctsimaideparte.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-10-2-10-proba-proba.html' title='2 10 2 10 proba proba'/><author><name>!ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04095920116184449698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_snBAOtosPB0/SsGtC8o5JTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_v3D0wT4FuI/S220/coffe-time-ruxandra-raileanu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
