<?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-8141928200133539636</id><updated>2012-02-14T15:51:20.312+01:00</updated><category term='vacanta'/><category term='mare'/><category term='Vama veche'/><title type='text'>pareri, idei, aiureli</title><subtitle type='html'>Un blog in care imi scriu parerile sincere ..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-3870455692017040068</id><published>2010-11-07T14:20:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:38:40.884+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Noiembrie . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pamantul se oglindeste in cer.&lt;br /&gt;Pamantul e ud, cerul deasemenea.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt un fel de ceas solar care nu arata niciun timp.&lt;br /&gt;Poate doar o vreme, un noiembrie negru in cerul gurii,&lt;br /&gt;Un noimebrie care iti infige in ceafa coltii de ploaie.&lt;br /&gt;Ploaia e buna; face lucrurile sa creasca dar eu sunt din ce in ce mai mic.&lt;br /&gt;Am ramas prea stramt durerii, prea ingust pentru viata ce vrea sa-mi treaca printre subsuori.&lt;br /&gt;Cu pielea ajunsa o patura mult prea scurta,&lt;br /&gt;Sleit de istovit cu unghiile grele&lt;br /&gt;Cu privirile lungite sub propia vina,&lt;br /&gt;Cu genunchii apasand mult prea tare spre centrul planetei,&lt;br /&gt;De parca gravitatia ar fi crescut si ea o data cu supuratia acestui cer care se reflecta in pamant,&lt;br /&gt;Sunt o coloana a infinitului,&lt;br /&gt;Rupta&lt;br /&gt;Care vrea tineretea inapoi.&lt;br /&gt;Imi adancesc mainile in noroi;&lt;br /&gt;Ce noroi pur de noiembrie, atat de obscur&lt;br /&gt;la fel de intunecat inchipuie universul fara niciun fel de lumina,&lt;br /&gt;Noroi de noiembrie, fara vreo alta iesire.&lt;br /&gt;Il incalzesc in palme, la piept&lt;br /&gt;Intind pe trup; e fierbinte. Sunt usor.&lt;br /&gt;Din ce in ce mai usor, am cred o pereche de aripi&lt;br /&gt;De noroi.&lt;br /&gt;Il mangai cu drag.&lt;br /&gt;O iubire tandra si pierduta am in brate.&lt;br /&gt;Un copil mort.&lt;br /&gt;Las mocirla sa ma simta, sa fie absorbita in piele;&lt;br /&gt;astept cam atat cat ai numara ce nu ai trait defapt.&lt;br /&gt;Apoi il dau la o parte, am pielea fina&lt;br /&gt;Atat de fina parca croita din stofa de ceata.&lt;br /&gt;Noiembrie;&lt;br /&gt;ca o gura de aer o expir si inspir la infinit.&lt;br /&gt;Noiembrie;&lt;br /&gt;un hamac invizibil atarnat intre doi trandafiri,&lt;br /&gt;unul abia imbobocit, celalalt uscat,&lt;br /&gt;In plina ploaie.&lt;br /&gt;Intins, visezi cu ochii deschisi,&lt;br /&gt;Apoi adormi fara vise.&lt;br /&gt;Dar Pamantul se oglindeste in mine...&lt;br /&gt;Iar eu ma oglindesc in pamant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-3870455692017040068?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/3870455692017040068/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=3870455692017040068' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/3870455692017040068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/3870455692017040068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2010/11/noiembrie.html' title='Noiembrie . .'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-4468260780342541862</id><published>2010-06-24T03:57:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T04:02:44.138+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Stuff :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;iatama la 5 dimineatza intrò frumoasa zi d joi.. cu exact  4 zile inainte d bac.. mam oprit din rezolvarile la mate pentru a posta ceva funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;1.When I was born, I was given a choice: A big dick or a good memory... I don't remember what I chose but I remember the choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Your birth certificate is an apology letter from the condom factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A wife is a sex object. Every time you ask for sex, she objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Impotence: Nature's way of saying: 'No hard feelings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.There are only two four letter words that are offensive to men: 'don't' and 'stop', unless they are used together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Panties: Not the best thing on earth, but next to the BEST THING on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. There are three stages of sex in a man's life: Tri-Weekly, Try Weekly, and Try Weakly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Virginity can be cured.&lt;br /&gt;9. Virginity is not dignity, its lack of opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Having sex is like playing bridge...If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I tried phone sex once, but the holes in the dialer were too small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Marriage is the only war where you get to sleep with the enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Q: What's an Australian kiss? A: The same thing as a French kiss, only down under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A couple just married were happy with the whole thing. He was happy with the Hole and she was happy with the Thing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Q: What are the three biggest tragedies in a mans life? A: Life sucks, job sucks, and the wife doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Q: Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact? A: Breasts don't have eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-4468260780342541862?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/4468260780342541862/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=4468260780342541862' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4468260780342541862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4468260780342541862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2010/06/funny-stuff.html' title='Funny Stuff :&gt;'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-4189073077272303464</id><published>2009-10-06T18:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:51:09.587+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPRE LSD</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:georgia;" class="titlu-wiki-art"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forme de prezentare si comercializare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comprimate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; de dimensiuni foarte mici si colorate ("microdots");&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuburi de zahar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; impregante cu solutie de LSD;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bucati de gelatina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (obtinute prin amestecarea solutiei de LSD cu gelatina si prelucrarea amestecului rezultat in forme denumite "window panes");&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"timbrele"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - cel mai frecvent folosite - impregnarea unor bucati de hartie sugativa de marimea timbrelor postale, cu solutie de LSD, decorate cu desene variate, colorate;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lichid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (ocazional).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="Modalitati_de_consum"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:georgia;" class="titlu-wiki-art"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Modalitati de consum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LSD-ul se administreaza de obicei pe cale &lt;em&gt;orala&lt;/em&gt;, dar e posibila si administrarea injectabila. Absorbtia este rapida, se transforma la nivelul &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Ficatul-si-caile-biliare/ficatul_939" class="article-autolink" title="Ficatul"&gt;ficatului &lt;/a&gt;in metaboliti inactivi si se excreta pe cale urinara. &lt;u&gt;LSD-ul trece bariera placentara.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="Actiune_toxica"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:georgia;" class="titlu-wiki-art"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Actiune toxica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LSD-ul este cel mai potent halucinogen&lt;/strong&gt; (de 3000 de ori mai potent decat mescalina), cu efecte &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/dictionar-medical/psihodisleptic_4695" class="article-autolink" title="Psihodisleptic"&gt;psihodisleptice&lt;/a&gt;, chiar la doze mai mici de 25 - 50 μg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actioneaza in principal asupra SNC producand:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- alterari ale perceptiei;&lt;br /&gt;- perturbari de gandire;&lt;br /&gt;- modificari comportamentale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efectele in general, sunt imprevizibile, fiind influentate de cantitatea consumata, personalitatea consumatorului, dispozitia si asteptarile acestuia, contextul utilizarii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De obicei, efectele apar in 40 - 60 minute, ating maximul dupa 2 - 4 ore si se mentin 6-12 ore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LSD poate sa determine:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/dictionar-medical/midriaza_1778" class="article-autolink" title="Midriaza"&gt;midriaza&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Bulimie-si-anorexie--tulburari-de-alimentatie/anorexia-nervoasa_27" class="article-autolink" title="Anorexia nervoasa"&gt;anorexie&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Hipertensiunea-arteriala--HTA-/hipertensiunea-arteriala_148" class="article-autolink" title="Hipertensiunea arteriala"&gt;hipertensiune arteriala&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;- cresterea alurii ventriculare (&lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Tulburari-de-ritm-si-conducere/tahicardia-ventriculara_168" class="article-autolink" title="Tahicardia ventriculara"&gt;tahicardie&lt;/a&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Agresiuni-termice/primul-ajutor-in-cazul-hipertermiei-supraexpunerii-la-cald_1754" class="article-autolink" title="Primul ajutor in cazul hipertermiei (supraexpunerii la cald)"&gt;hipertermie&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;- greata, varsaturi;&lt;br /&gt;- disconfort abdominal;&lt;br /&gt;- afectarea functiei psihomotorii, urmate de &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Insomnia-si-alte-tulburari-de-somn/insomnia-informatii-si-recomandari_1197" class="article-autolink" title="Insomnia - informatii si recomandari"&gt;insomnie &lt;/a&gt;(dupa ce drogul a fost indepartat);&lt;br /&gt;- nivel crescut al &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Diabetul-Zaharat/testarea-glicemiei_2345" class="article-autolink" title="Testarea glicemiei"&gt;glicemiei&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reactiile adverse sunt de natura psihologica si nu depind de prezenta substantei in organism. Aproape toti consumatorii care au incercat macar o data substante halucinogene, descriu ca &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;prima modificare psihica, stralucirea crescuta a culorilor&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Halucinatiile declansate de LSD nu sunt, de fapt, decat pseudohalucinatii, consumatorii fiind aproape intotdeauna constienti de faptul ca impresiile traite nu sunt reale. Intr-un fel, LS0 permite revenirea la o stare infantila a organizarii perceptiilor ce definesc starea de constienta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pericolul psihic imediat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; este reprezentat de starea depresiva dinaintea consumului care poate degenera intr-o experienta "horror".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pericolele fizice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sunt reprezentate de &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Medicamentele-in-sarcina/suplimentele-de-acid-folic-previn-malformatiile-congenitale_1008" class="article-autolink" title="Suplimentele de acid folic previn malformatiile congenitale"&gt;malformatiile congenitale&lt;/a&gt; la copiii mamelor care au consumat LSD in timpul &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Evolutia-sarcinii/sarcina-sunt-insarcinatai_1124" class="article-autolink" title="Sarcina: sunt insarcinata?"&gt;sarcinii&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efectele LSD par a fi date de actiunea asupra sistemului serotoninergic, LSD fiind un autoreceptor agonist al receptorilor 5HT&lt;sub&gt;2 &lt;/sub&gt;(autoreceptorul este un receptor de pe un neuron pentru un transmitator pe care acel neuron il elibereaza, activarea fiind de tip feedback negativ). LSD actioneaza si ca agonist partial serotoninergic. Implicarea acestor receptori in mecanismul producerii halucinatiilor este sustinuta de observatia experimentala ca antagonistii 5HT&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; (ex. ritanserin) sunt eficienti in blocarea efectelor comportamentale si electrofiziologice ale halucinogenelor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="Intoxicatia_acuta"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:georgia;" class="titlu-wiki-art"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Intoxicatia acuta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cazuri letale atribuite efectelor directe ale LSD-ului nu au fost raportate; doza letala este considerabil mai mare decat cea pentru efecte halucinogene (din acest punct de vedere LSD este considerat un „drog uimitor de sigur").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totusi, accidente cu sfarsit letal si sinucideri sunt semnalate in cursul intoxicatiei sau dupa consumul de LSD (la acestea contribuie si comportamentul combativ si autodistructiv al subiectului).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manifestari cu risc vital&lt;/strong&gt; pot fi cele cauzate de stimularea simpatica intensa, care determina:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Tulburari-de-ritm-si-conducere/fibrilatia-atriala-aritmie-cardiaca_167" class="article-autolink" title="Fibrilatia atriala - aritmie cardiaca"&gt;aritmii&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;- hipertensiune arteriala;&lt;br /&gt;- hipertermie severa;&lt;br /&gt;- convulsii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="Intoxicatia_cronica"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: left;font-family:georgia;" class="titlu-wiki-art"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Intoxicatia cronica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Starea indusa de consumul de LSD poarta numele de &lt;strong&gt;"trip" &lt;/strong&gt;("calatorie") si reprezinta o stare psihotica temporara (reactiile adverse manifestate sunt denumite &lt;strong&gt;"bad trip"&lt;/strong&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manifestarile din intoxicatia cronica produsa de LSD sunt:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;tulburari vizuale&lt;/strong&gt; care apar constant si printre primele (ex. culorile devin mai intense, in faza euforica predominand rosu - galben si verde deschis, iar in faza depresiva predominand albastru si verde inchis. Se dezvolta imagini pulsatile, suprafetele netede sunt presupuse a fi adanci, obiectele fixe incep sa oscileze si sa "curga").&lt;br /&gt;- apare &lt;strong&gt;sinestezia&lt;/strong&gt; ("incrucisare a simturilor": subiectul aude culori si vede sunete).&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;hipersensibilitatea la sunete&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;tulburari extreme ale dispozitiei&lt;/strong&gt; (senzatiile si trairile subiectului, sentimentele lui se schimba in mod dramatic, subiectul poate simti in acelasi timp mai multe stari emotionale sau oscileaza rapid de la o stare la alta).&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;depersonalizare&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;tulburari de percepere a timpului si spatiului&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perturbarile pot avea uneori caracter inspaimantator (sentimente si ganduri terifiante, teama de pierdere a controlului, disperare si spaima de moarte iminenta). In timpul reactiei de tip „bad trip", subiectul este constient, cu simt de orientare, dar anxios si putand dezvolta rationamente paranoide sau bizare; poate fi combativ si autodistructiv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu este descris pentru LSD un comportament compulsiv, dominat de dorinta constrangatoare, irezistibila de administrare a drogului de o intensitate la fel de mare ca si in cazul altor droguri (&lt;a title="Amfetamina si metamfetamina" class="article-autolink" href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Substante-cu-actiune-stimulanta-centrala--/amfetamina-si-metamfetamina_4284"&gt;amfetamine&lt;/a&gt;, cocaina, morfinomimetice), unii subiecti reducand consumul sau renuntand la el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toleranta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; se dezvolta rapid (de la o doza initiala de 50 μg administrata o data sau de doua ori pe saptamana, se ajunge la doze de 400 μg si chiar 800 μg), dar si dispare rapid (cateva zile).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dependenta fizica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; nu a fost descrisa pentru LSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu s-au inregistrat manifestari de &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abstinenta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consumul de LSD poate precipita episoade de &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Schizofrenia-si-alte-tulburari-psihice/schizofrenia_110" class="article-autolink" title="Schizofrenia"&gt;schizofrenie&lt;/a&gt;, in special la indivizii cu tulburari psihice preexistente.&lt;br /&gt;Nu pot fi facute predictii referitoare la manifestarea HPPD ("&lt;em&gt;flashback"&lt;/em&gt;-uri, "rememorari"), dar incidenta este de obicei de 1 la 20 de consumatori; desi acest tip de reactii cronice apare mai frecvent la consumatori la care s-a manifestat "bad trip" si care in mod constant folosesc abuziv substanta, au fost raportate totusi chiar si dupa o singura doza de LSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Flashback"&lt;/em&gt;-urile (de perceptie - in special tulburari vizuale, somatice - &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Afectiuni-ale-nervilor-periferici/paresteziile-amortelile-si-pierderea-sensibilitatii_341" class="article-autolink" title="Paresteziile, amortelile si pierderea sensibilitatii"&gt;parestezii&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Tulburari-de-ritm-si-conducere/tahicardia-ventriculara_168" class="article-autolink" title="Tahicardia ventriculara"&gt;tahicardie&lt;/a&gt;, si emotionale - sentimente de singuratate, panica si &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Depresia---tristetea-patologica/combate-depresia_46" class="article-autolink" title="Combate depresia!"&gt;depresie&lt;/a&gt;) sunt scurte sau pot dura cateva ore; cele mai grave sunt cele de ordin emotional, din cauza persistentei sentimentelor de frica, singuratate si a altor stari emotionale care pot conduce la &lt;u&gt;suicid&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riscul major&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;il reprezinta psihoza acuta sau cronica.&lt;/strong&gt; Episodul acut dureaza pana la 24 ore si este caracterizat de:&lt;br /&gt;- intensificarea perceptiilor;&lt;br /&gt;- iluzii;&lt;br /&gt;- sentimente de depersonalizare;&lt;br /&gt;- halucinatii;&lt;br /&gt;- midriaza;&lt;br /&gt;- tahicardie;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Transpiratia/transpiratia-si-mirosul-corpului_1396" class="article-autolink" title="Transpiratia si mirosul corpului"&gt;transpiratie&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;- tremor;&lt;br /&gt;- vedere neclara;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Anxietate-si-atac-de-panica/anxietatea_45" class="article-autolink" title="Anxietatea"&gt;anxietate &lt;/a&gt;marcata, posibil depresie;&lt;br /&gt;- gandire &lt;a href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Insomnia-si-alte-tulburari-de-somn/insomnia-poate-duce-la-paranoia-studiu_2990" class="article-autolink" title="Insomnia poate duce la paranoia - studiu"&gt;paranoida&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;- afectarea judecatii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concluzie&lt;/strong&gt; - in pofida unor particularitati, legate de absenta comportamentului compulsiv de consum si absenta dependentei fizice si, implicit a sindromului de abstinenta, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;consumul de LSD este considerat o practica foarte grava, ce determina o alterare profunda a psihicului consumatorului si o decadere fizica si psihica, prezentand, in acelasi timp, si implicatii sociale.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-4189073077272303464?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/4189073077272303464/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=4189073077272303464' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4189073077272303464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4189073077272303464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2009/10/despre-lsd.html' title='DESPRE LSD'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-8138622943667641177</id><published>2009-10-06T18:34:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:50:08.634+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPRE KETAMINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alte nume: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;K, Super K; "vitamina K",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Super acid"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Green"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Super C"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"purple "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Informatii de baza:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Ketamina este utilizata ca anestezic n domeniul medical. Consumatorii de droguri au inceput sa o utilizeze asociata cu dansul n discoteci. Ketamina a mai fost de asemenea gasita n amestecuri de droguri ce pretindeau a fi ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum este consumata:&lt;br /&gt;Sub forma de tablete, pudra inhalata sau preparata pentru injectare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efecte si riscuri:&lt;br /&gt;Creeaza sentimentul de detasare si introspectie - un sentiment de a fi "n afara corpului". Efectele dureaza pna la trei ore. Pe plan psihic se nregistreaza o crestere a nivelului de energie, halucinatii, voma, limbaj neclar, amorteala si coordonare musculara deficitara. Cantitatile mari pot provoca anestezie sau spasme musculare. Proprietatile anestezice ale ketaminei sunt cele mai periculoase pe plan fizic. Sub influenta ei, consumatorii sunt mai putin sensibili la durere. Pe langa aceasta, multi dintre ei nu-si dau seama ca au halucinatii (pentru ca ei cred ca ceea ce se ntmpla e real), asa ca se expun accidentelor si ranirilor grave. Mncatul sau bautul nainte de administrarea ketaminei (ca si a oricarui alt anestezic), pot produce voma. Daca persoana este n stare de inconstienta apare pericolul necarii cu lichidul de voma. Exista si pentru ketamina riscul sa fie vnduta in combinatie cu alte substante, dintre care unele pot fi mai periculoase dect ketamina ca atare. Stiati ca: n razboiul din Vietnam ketamina era folosita pentru tratamentul ranilor grave. Acest drog le permitea soldatilor sa nu mai simta durerea provocata de ranile capatate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Efectele&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Apar intr-un interval de timp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" title="Despre dependenta" class="article-autolink" href="http://www.sfatulmedicului.ro/Abuz--dependenta--si-intoxicatii/despre-dependenta_103"&gt;dependent &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;de calea de administrare, astfel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- la administrarea intramusculara efectele apar in mai putin de 5 minute;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- la administrarea orala, efectele apar la 15-20 de minute dupa administrare;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Efectele descrise de consumatorii de ketamina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; sunt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- la inceput apare senzatia ca totul in jur incepe sa se roteasca, dar fara ca aceasta senzatie sa fie insotita de ameteala; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- la un moment dat consumatorul va avea senzatia ca se afla in afara corpului. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Desi descrierile facute de diversi consumatori variaza destul de mult, majoritatea au relatat perceperea unor planuri alternative de existenta, revelatii privind trecutul si viitorul, moment in care comunicarea este foarte dificila, iar consumatorii nu sunt capabili sa vada sau sa auda persoanele prezente in aceeasi incapere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;- la administrarea prin prizare efectele apar in 5-10 minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-8138622943667641177?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/8138622943667641177/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=8138622943667641177' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/8138622943667641177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/8138622943667641177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2009/10/enciclopedia-drogurilor.html' title='DESPRE KETAMINA'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-1743925762283116997</id><published>2009-04-25T18:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:51:51.904+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Desenul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SfNARG6It1I/AAAAAAAAANk/vtLmOply_UI/s1600-h/DSC05110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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VAMA VECHE - VAMA VECHE ... enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se poate sa fie zi...&lt;br /&gt;Se poate sa fie noapte...&lt;br /&gt;Se poate sa fie vara...&lt;br /&gt;La fel cum iarna poate fi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nisipul sa fie ud&lt;br /&gt;Iar marea un pic amara&lt;br /&gt;Nisipul sa zgarie lin&lt;br /&gt;Iar marea sa fie murdara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vrei soare, soare iti dau&lt;br /&gt;Sau pielea ti-e ruda cu luna&lt;br /&gt;Pe stanci daca vrei te sarut&lt;br /&gt;Sau in apa...mi-e totuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pot sa te aleg dintr-o suta&lt;br /&gt;In ochi sa ai inima mea&lt;br /&gt;Sa-ncerc sa ma ascund de iubire&lt;br /&gt;Dar sa nu te mai&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu te mai pot uita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar noaptea sa ai pielea uda&lt;br /&gt;Insetata sa tragi din tigara&lt;br /&gt;Pe mare se aude sirena&lt;br /&gt;Al tau san imi mangaie mana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Povestea merge mai departe&lt;br /&gt;Ca vantul din Vama Veche...&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu pot sa mai continui&lt;br /&gt;Caci eu mi-am gasit pereche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Povestea merge mai departe&lt;br /&gt;Ca vantul din Vama Veche...&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu pot sa mai continui&lt;br /&gt;Saruta-ma in ureche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am plecat la Vama Veche&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa imi gasesc pereche&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns la Vama Veche&lt;br /&gt;Si sunt apucat de streche&lt;br /&gt;Stau pe plaja-n Vama Veche&lt;br /&gt;Si-am sarutul in ureche&lt;br /&gt;Doar pe plaja-n Vama Veche&lt;br /&gt;Noi totï vom avea pereche.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-1681377036591876379?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/1681377036591876379/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=1681377036591876379' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1681377036591876379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1681377036591876379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2009/04/muzica-de-sezon.html' title='Muzica de sezon'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-6693442001239371542</id><published>2009-03-24T02:53:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T03:21:22.227+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vama veche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacanta'/><title type='text'>Vama Veche 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchDdaQYFkI/AAAAAAAAANc/r8ZBLRqJrM4/s1600-h/DSC08759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchDdaQYFkI/AAAAAAAAANc/r8ZBLRqJrM4/s320/DSC08759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573532654147138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchDS6q3EOI/AAAAAAAAANU/OhOl4kBGKpU/s1600-h/DSC08752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchDS6q3EOI/AAAAAAAAANU/OhOl4kBGKpU/s320/DSC08752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573352376602850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchDHmo7wEI/AAAAAAAAANM/_csulF1pMoI/s1600-h/DSC08749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchDHmo7wEI/AAAAAAAAANM/_csulF1pMoI/s320/DSC08749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573158021251138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchC2wDRgVI/AAAAAAAAANE/lfxJJm_Az_4/s1600-h/DSC08748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchC2wDRgVI/AAAAAAAAANE/lfxJJm_Az_4/s320/DSC08748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316572868489871698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchCo3nRM2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/l12f3W9is40/s1600-h/DSC08747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchCo3nRM2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/l12f3W9is40/s320/DSC08747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316572630001726306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocmai ce am fost ieri intr`un scurt trip pana in vama cu niste prieteni pentru ca auzisem de mult ca Vama asa cum o stiam noi a capatat o alta fata ... o fata noua, privatizata.. o fata de beton si asfalt. Bineinteles ca nu mia venit a crede, si tot triam cu speranta ca nu s`a schimbat chiar atat de mult. Cand am ajuns , am fost surprinsa sa vad utilaje peste tot, care ba sapau la canalizare, ba asfaltau, ba mai construiau cate ceva. Terasele de pe plaja au fost daramate (shire, shrooms, expirat, epava, stuff - dar hey! a aparut un club in care se asculta muzica house " zapatta") pentru a face loc unei piste de bicilisti.. cu doua sensuri! exact p mijlocul plajii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum nu p bune... faza cu ditamai hotelurile... poate o inteleg... dar cu pista de biciclisti in mijlocul plajii... chiar nui gasesc rostul. E clar ca Vama Veche .. unde obisnuiam sa ne petrecem vara fara nici o grija... intr`un cort p plaja.. nu va mai fi de acum in colo asa cum o stiam. Intr`un fel ... e bine .. mai multa civilizatie.. conditii mai bune d trai pentru localnici, hoteluri mari deci mai multi turisti, implicit mai multi bani pentru bugetul local ... dar nu .. vama nu este despre stat intre 4 pereti de beton, plimbat p trotuar proaspat asfaltat, sau mai siu eu ce alte lucruri pe care le poti face intr`un orash imbacsit.&lt;br /&gt;Daca se tinea cont de parerea si dorinta turistilor, nu se privatiza atat din singura "oaza" de pe litoralul romanesc. Da.. am auzit ca s`a interzis camparea pe plaja pentru ca ar fi un focar de infectie, pentru ca nu sunt conditii de igiena etc. Atunci de ce nu s`au luat masuri? de ce nu se amenajeaza bai publice? corturi de prim ajutor? Oare nu este evident ca turistii tocmai asta iubeau la Vama? ... libertatea... salbaticia ... comunitatea de oameni care venea aici. Vama era locul tinerilor.. fara bani.. lipsiti de griji .. care abia asteptau sa ajunga la mare si sa se bucure intocmai de nisip, apa si soare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oare vara din 2009 din Vama Veche va mai reusi sa umple statiunea  si plaja de corturi?&lt;br /&gt;vom vedea deschiderea noului sezon de 1 mai... probabil nu multi din cei care obisnuiesc sa vina in vama au auzit despre cele "noi" din Vama Veche ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-6693442001239371542?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/6693442001239371542/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=6693442001239371542' title='10 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/6693442001239371542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/6693442001239371542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2009/03/vama-veche-2009.html' title='Vama Veche 2009'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SchDdaQYFkI/AAAAAAAAANc/r8ZBLRqJrM4/s72-c/DSC08759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-5624022499727015598</id><published>2009-02-22T12:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:33:22.562+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Canabis - marijuana, iarbă, haşiş, ciocolată</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;De ştiut&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Acum 15.000 de ani o buruiană timidă în nordul Afganistanului, cânepa a fost folosită de-atunci (începând cu chinezii, care o numeau &lt;em&gt;ma&lt;/em&gt;) pentru fibră (funii, haine), şi în paralel recreativ sau în ritualuri religioase. A fost folosită şi răspândită în întreaga &lt;u&gt;Asie&lt;/u&gt; (&lt;em&gt;bhaang, Ma, gaanjaa, porkanchaa&lt;/em&gt;), în &lt;u&gt;Europa&lt;/u&gt; (&lt;em&gt;hamppu, &lt;/em&gt;m&lt;em&gt;aconha, konoplia, hind, canapa, hamp, hanf, chanvre&lt;/em&gt;), &lt;u&gt;Africa&lt;/u&gt; (&lt;em&gt;dagga, Kif, hasheesh kenneb&lt;/em&gt;), în &lt;u&gt;Americi&lt;/u&gt; (&lt;em&gt;mota,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;weed, hemp, marijuana, marihuana, mariguana, troncho, huiro, paco, porro&lt;/em&gt;) sau &lt;u&gt;Orientul Mijlociu&lt;/u&gt; (&lt;em&gt;hashish qinnib&lt;/em&gt;). Canabisul este în prezent cel mai folosit &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://wiki.answers.com/Q/Why_is_marijuana_illegal"&gt;drog ilegal&lt;/a&gt; din lume. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;E clasificat drept halucinogen uşor cu proprietăţi sedative şi, conform tendinţei globale de a fugi de spiritualitate, marijuana şi-a cam pierdut sensul sacru. Fumat sau mâncat extinde uşor conştienţa  (încă) şi micşorează durerea. E folosit de mii de ani recreativ sau ca leac băbesc. Poliţia română, spre deosebire de poliţia din majoritatea statelor din Europa, n-are tocmai cea mai bună părere despre el, căci consideră canabisul deog de mare risc şi dacă te prinde fumând &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.5pm.ro/content.php?id=21"&gt;te înfundă&lt;/a&gt; la ani grei de închisoare. Motiv în plus de paranoia în locuri publice pentru săracii rebeli.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indica&lt;/strong&gt;, una din cele două subspecii principale, e cea mai puternică şi e folosită în prepararea haşului şi a ierburilor mai tari. Indica ajunge la 2 3 metri înălţime, are muguri purpurii, frunze grase şi de un verde închis şi miros puternic. &lt;strong&gt;Sativa&lt;/strong&gt;, folosită tradiţional la fabricarea frânghiilor, ajunge la înălţimi mari, are frunze subţiri verzi deschise, muguri roşiatici şi un miros dulce de ceva fructe. Fumată, provoacă o mai mare conştiinţă de sine şi un high cerebral, faţă de somnolenţa şi moleşeala provocată de indica. Mare parte din ierburile de pe “piaţă” sunt încrucişări între cele două specii.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ingredientul activ (care afectează creierul) este delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol,  mai scurt THC.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Canabisul vine în două forme: &lt;strong&gt;iarbă&lt;/strong&gt;, frunze uscate şi/sau muguri de femelă, sau &lt;strong&gt;haşiş/ciocolată &lt;/strong&gt;(arabă &lt;i&gt;iarbă&lt;/i&gt;), bucăţi compresate de răşină extrasă din plantă, ca o plastilină maro mai tare. Marijuana conţine în mod normal între 1 şi 5% THC, dar tehnicile moderne de creştere au mărit procentul la 10-15%. Foarte mult thc. Te fute big time. Haşişul e după definiţie mai puternic (până la 26%), dar se vinde pe stradă de-obicei slab, amestecat cu &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://blog.wired.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/06/29/bud.jpg"&gt;chestii&lt;/a&gt;. Dacă iarba şi devine tot mai puternică în zilele noastre, haşul şi-a păstrat concentraţia (4-5% în medie), deci canabisul a devenit mai puternic, dar în acelaşi timp n-a devenit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;Efecte&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Canabisul induce o euforie relaxată şi visătoare. Acţionează repede. Primele efecte apar la fumat de-obicei în câteva secunde şi sunt urmate de apogeu, care începe în câteva minute şi ţine vreo 45 de minute, lăsând şi el locul declinului - până la 90 de minute. Poţi simţi o stare generală de bunăstare, relaxare şi euforie, poţi crăpa de râs sau poţi să vrei să te ascunzi sub covor de frică. Poţi experimenta visarea introspectivă, dragoste mai mare faţă de muzică, somnolenţă sau distorsionare a timpului. Efectele pot fi subtile, chiar inexistente pentru începători (şi nu pentru că nu ştiu să ţină-n piept).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Din punct de vedere fizic, simptome comune ar fi ochii injectaţi, gura uscată, ritmul cardiac sporit, tulburările memoriei de scurtă durată, imposibilitatea de a învăţa chestii noi  şi de a executa acţiuni complexe. Canabisul creşte rata bătăilor inimii, dar descreşte presiunea sângelui (ca schimbarea vitezei la o maşină). Utilizatorii frecvenţi devin imuni la efectul ăsta. Canabisul e faimos pentru stimularea apetitului (izbugniri &lt;strike&gt;scurte&lt;/strike&gt; de foame extremă - “the munchies”). Rezolvi un frigider întreg şi tot ţi-e foame.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Canabisul are două ingrediente active: thc şi cbd (canabidiol), amândouă canabioide. Creierul fabrică propriul canabioid, anandamida, despre care se crede că e implicat în senzaţia de durere, în memorie şi în sistemul imunitar. Raţia thc-cbd determină tipul şi puterea efectului. Ca şi cu vinurile stilate, speciile distincte de canabis dau aromă şi high diferit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dacă mănânci canabis poţi fi surprins de un trip în adevăratul sens al cuvântului. Ficatul metabolizează THCul într-o substanţă de 3 ori mai psihoactivă. Canabisul luat oral dă o experienţă puternică, aproape psihedelică, foarte enervantă dacă nu eşti pregătit. Efectele vin mai greu (o oră două) şi ţin cam 4 ore.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;La capitolul “efecte de după” trebuie menţionat că poţi rămâne de la marijuana puţin buimac şi uituc. În funcţie de cât ai fumat şi de tip şi putere, efectele uşoare pot fi simţine după ore bune sau chiar zile de la consum.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Până acum, nu au putut fi demonstrate modificări organice majore &lt;strong&gt;pe termen lung&lt;/strong&gt;. Riscurile pentru sănătate sunt apreciate, în ansamblu, a fi mai mari decât cele care apar în cazul tabagismului. Cercetările au evidenţiat modificări hepatice, pulmonare (conţinutul de gudron al substanţei inhalate prin fum este mult mai mare ca la tutun) şi mai ale ales psihotice. Comunicările despre modificări ale echilibrului hormonal, sistemului enzimatic, sistemului imunitar şi la nivelul materialului genetic uman nu au putut fi demonstrate experimental până în prezent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;Pericole&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Canabisul are toxicitate scăzută şi n-a omorât pe nimeni, DAR e greşit să afirmi că e cu totul inofensiv.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fumatul&lt;/strong&gt; e nesănătos, iar fumatul de canabis nu face excepţie. Fumul de canabis e mai toxic decât cel de tutun, fumătorii de iarbă trag de-obicei mai mult fum şi-l ţin mai mult în piept şi, mai general spus, un joint e de 4 ori mai nociv pentru gât şi plămâni decât tutunul, DAR se fumează mult mai puţine jointuri decât ţigări, şi la intervale mult mai mari. Mai nasol e când combini iarba şi tutunul, spun studiile recente. Dacă eşti fumător hardcore de marijuana amestecată cu tutun (mai mult de 10 jointuri pe zi) îţi creşti semnificativ şansele de a face cancer la plămâni.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Un efect comun în special printre utilizatorii neexperimentaţi e apariţia sentimentelor negative, a &lt;strong&gt;paranoiei&lt;/strong&gt;, panicii, anxietăţii şi a sentimentului că mai ai foarte puţin de trăit. Asta dispare în câteva ore sau şi mai repede, dacă eşti susţinut de cineva (muzică faină, floricele, bancuri etc). Sunt şi raporturi despre utilizatori experimentaţi ce ajung să nu se mai poată bucura de experienţă, întrucât canabisul mai generează doar paranoie şi atacuti de anxietate. Într-un studiu recent 15% din cei care au fumat iarbă au raportat sentimente confuze sau paranoia, şi peste 27% au experimentat anxietatea ca efect obişnuit sau ocazional. În jur de 30% au dat experienţele negative ca motiv pentru că s-au lăsat de canabis.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;În legătură cu canabisul şi &lt;strong&gt;schizofrenia&lt;/strong&gt; avem o grămadă de dezinformare. Se ştie că utilizarea frecventă de canabis poate provoca apariţia episoadelor schizofrenice la cei care au deja boala, dar nu există dovezi care să lege fumatul de iarbă cu apariţia din senin a schizofreniei. Fumătorii hardcore de canabis pot da în psihoză toxică de lungă durată, care implică halucinaţii ce pot fi diagnosticate incorect şi periculos ca schizofrenie. Dacă ai probleme cu capul atunci orice drog luat în exces îţi va agrava starea.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;Dependenţă şi toleranţă&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Marijuana nu provoacă nici pe departe &lt;strong&gt;dependenţa&lt;/strong&gt; provocată de tutun sau alcool, dar e greşit să spui că nu formează obiceiuri. Mulţi utilizatori compară obiceiul zilnic de a se face praf pe iarbă cu dependenţa de cafeină. Dependenţa de canabis e reală, dar numai într-o minoritate semnificativă de utilizatori frecvenţi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;În jur de 9% din utilizatori devin dependenţi, deşi unele studii estimează că probleme cu controlul canabisului au 1 din 2 fumători. Din 70 de milioane de americani fumători de ganja, 2 milioane bagă în fiecare zi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toleranţa&lt;/strong&gt; apare repede, după câteva doze, şi dispare tot aşa după câteva zile de pauză. Utilizatorii frecvenţi au nevoie de o doză de 8 ori mai mare decât ceilalţi. Sunt high, dar nu atât de high ca ceilalţi. Efectul pentru care nu există toleranţă este stimularea apetitului.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Renunţarea&lt;/strong&gt;: dacă eşti fumător frecvent de canabis (în fiecare zi) şi te opreşti brusc, o să experimentezi oboseală, iritabilitate, agitaţie uşoară, insomnie, greaţă, tulburări de somn, transpiraţie şi vise intense. Simptomele sunt destul de uşoare şi durează între 2 şi 4 zile.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dependenţa fizică de substanţele active din canabis nu a putut fi demonstrată până în prezent. Aparent, nu există simptome de sevraj fizic pur după oprirea consumului. Chestiunea dependenţei psihice este dificil de apreciat şi depinde de definiţia termenului. Tiparele comportamentale ce apar în prezent în urma consumului de cannabis corespund definiţiei de "drug dependence" (dependenţă de droguri) formulată de OMS: "Dependenţa psihică şi/sau fizică a unui individ de un drog, consumat periodic sau continuu." Majoritatea consumatorilor iau haşiş sau marijuana aproximativ o data-de două ori pe săptămână, de regulă într-un "peisaj social" în care, în trecut, ar fi fost obişnuit consumul de alcool. De regulă, această categorie de consumatori poate abandona consumul de canabis fără a suferi de simptome de sevraj psihic, timp de mai multe săptămâni/luni. Creşte însă numărul consumatorilor care fumează zilnic şi al căror ritm de viaţă, sentiment de siguranţă şi stare generală este sensibil tulburată fără droguri. La astfel de consumatori, renunţarea după o lungă perioadă de abuz poate duce la nelinişte, alterarea stării psihice şi tulburări de somn. Timpul de înjumătăţire al THC la persoanele neobişnuite cu haşişul este de 50 până la 60 de ore, în timp ce la persoanele obişnuite scade la aproximativ jumătate. Această observaţie sugerează o toleranţă semnificativă în cazul consumului cronic al substanţei.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;Amestecul cu alte droguri&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nu prea există studii legate de efectul psihoactivelor combinate, dar, pe baza experienţelor unora, se pot trage aici câteva concluzii. Oameni diferiţi vor răspunde în feluri diferite la diferite droguri şi combinaţii. Efectele pot fi periculoase pentru tine, deşi canabisul nu e cunoscut ca cea mai proastă variantă pe lista de combinat. &lt;strong&gt;Alcoolul&lt;/strong&gt; face amândouă drogurile mai puternice. Te poţi descurca cu ele la doze mici, dar va cauza la doze mai mari (de iarbă şi/sau alcool) vomă, ameţeală, oboseală, tensiune scăzută şi paranoia. Depinde aşadar de cât erai de beat şi cât de tare a fost fumul. Cu &lt;strong&gt;ecstasy&lt;/strong&gt;, marijuana extinde experienţa E. Calmează pornirile puternice şi ajută la revenire. Face ecstasyul mai psihedelic. &lt;strong&gt;Ketamina&lt;/strong&gt; amplifică anumite efecte ale canabisului, în special tripurile cu ochii închişi şi tunelele mentale. Luată cu &lt;strong&gt;ciuperci&lt;/strong&gt;, iarba va amplifica ciudăţenia experienţei. Cu jointuri cu &lt;strong&gt;tutun&lt;/strong&gt; ajungi la dependenţă (de tutun), şi cam atât.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;Teste antidrog&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;După utilizare solitară sau ocazională THCul poate fi detectat în sânge în următoarele 3, maxim 5 zile. Un fumător frecvent e susceptibil de a fi prins de un test antidrog până la 12 săptămâni de la ultimul fum (caz extrem, căci media e 25-27 de zile). Canabisul poate fi detectat mult timp după din pricină că se ascunde în ţesuturile grase şi se scurge constant prin sânge şi apoi urină afară din corp în decurs de săptămâni.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Fumatul pasiv de canabis poate provoca rezultate pozitive false la testele de urină la până la 4 zile după expunere, deşi cei care fumează pasiv au concentraţii mai mici în urină. Dacă locuieşti în Anglia şi (vrei să) crezi că ai fost detectat pentru că ai fumat marijuana pasiv atunci poţi să ceri un &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.idmu.co.uk/drugtestcan.htm"&gt;test&lt;/a&gt; mai permisiv, conceput pentru a separa fumătorii pasivi de ceilalţi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;N-am reuşit să cuprind TOT aici, ar mai fi tare multe de zis, şi în concluzie nu mi-am îndeplinit scopul întocmai, dar vreau să cred că am aici unul din cele mai complete “referate” despre marijuana de pe punct ro. Vă invit în încheiere să gândiţi înainte să încercaţi ORICE nu e în general aprobat de societate şi ştept părerile voastre, experienţe personale, poveşti, păreri pro şi contra, whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-5624022499727015598?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/5624022499727015598/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=5624022499727015598' title='34 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5624022499727015598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5624022499727015598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2009/02/canabis-marijuana-iarba-hasis-ciocolata.html' title='Canabis - marijuana, iarbă, haşiş, ciocolată'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-6397283135455179748</id><published>2009-01-22T20:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:27:41.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BANC :D</title><content type='html'>nu.. nu voi spune c e un banc d pesti eventual.. ci voi spune cel mai neinteresant banc ever... un banc care iti va ocupa 15 min din viatza ta fara a te face macar sa razi, ci din contra iti va provoca furie :))&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intr`o zi , pitic se plimba cu mashina prin orash ( nu ma intrebati cine e pitic pentru ca nu stiu de ce lam ales tocmai pe el), intre timp el da peste pitic-pitic (nu ma intrebati cine e pitic-pitic pentru ca nu stiu de ce lam ales tocmai pe el) si ii zice: "mai pitic-pitic c faci? vii cu mine la o tura cu masina prin orash?" la care pitic-pitic ii zice: "bine ma coaie vin!"&lt;br /&gt;si uite asha pitic cu pitic-pitic se plimbau prin orash cu mashina cand dau peste pitic-pitic-pitic (nu ma intrebati cine e pitic-pitic-pitic pentru ca nu stiu de ce lam ales tocmai pe el) urla ei din mashina la pitic-pitic-pitic: " bay pitic-pitic-pitic ce faci? vii la o tura cu pitic si cu pitic-pitic?"&lt;br /&gt;la care pitic-pitic-pitic zice: "bine ma coaie vin!"&lt;br /&gt;si uite asha pornira la drum pitic, cu pitic-pitic, cu pititc-pitic-pitic, cand il vad pe pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic din mashina. Urla la el: "baaay pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic (nu ma intrebati cine e pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic pentru ca nu stiu de ce lam ales tocmai pe el) ce faci? vii la o tura cu pitic, pitic-pitic, si cu pitic-pitic-pitic?" la care pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic zice: "bine ba vin!&lt;br /&gt;si uite asha pornira la drum pitic, pitic-pitic, si cu pitic-pitic-pitic si pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic, iar dupa 5 minute il intalnesc pe uriash. urla ajtia mici din mashina: " baay uriash vii cu pitic, pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic, si cu pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic la o plimbare? la care uriashu: "bine ba viin!"&lt;br /&gt;si uite asha pornira la drum pitic, pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic si cu uriash cand dupa 2 minute dau peste uriash-uriash. Urla la el din mashina: " baaay uriash-uriash vii la o plimbare cu pitic, pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic si cu uriash?" la care uriash-uriash: "da coaie viin!"&lt;br /&gt;si uite asha pornira la drum inca o data pitic, pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic, uriash si cu uriash-uriash cand .. din inatmplare dau peste uriash-uriash-uriash. tipa shi la el din mashina: "baaay uriash-uriash-uriash! vii cu pitic, pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic, uriash si cu uriash-uriash la o plimbare?" la care sta se gandeste.. si apoi uriash-uriash-uriash spune: " da maa viin!"&lt;br /&gt;si uite asha pornira la drum pitic, pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic, uriash , uriash-uriash, uriash-uriash-uriash si cu uriash-uriash-uriash-uriash ... cand din greseala masina cu pitic, pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic, pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic, uriash,  uriash-uriash, uriash-uriash-uriash si cu uriash-uriash-uriash-uriash cade intr`o prapastie!&lt;br /&gt;uriash-uriash-uriash-uriash moare, uriash-uriash-uriash moare, uriash-uriash moare, uriash moare shi el, pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic-pitic moare, pitic-pitic-pitic moare, pitic-pitic moare si el dar totushi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PITIC supravietuieste!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DE CE ? PENTRU CA AVEA ADIDASHI NIKE :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-6397283135455179748?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/6397283135455179748/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=6397283135455179748' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/6397283135455179748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/6397283135455179748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2009/01/banc-d.html' title='BANC :D'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-2299971531574925942</id><published>2009-01-05T21:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:15:16.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fight</title><content type='html'>What does it mean and where does it come from?&lt;br /&gt;An Essay:&lt;br /&gt;Homosapien. A man. He is alone in the universe. A punker. Still a man. He is alone in the universe, but he connects. How? They hit each other. No clearer way to evaluate whether or not you're alive. Now. Complications. A reason to fight. Somebody different. Difference creates dispute. Dispute is a reason to fight. Now, to fight is a reason to feel pain. Life is pain. So to fight with reason is to be alive with reason. Final analysis: To fight, a reason to live. Problems and Contradictions: I am an anarchist. I believe that there should be no rules, only chaos. Fighting appears to be chaos. And when we slam in the pit a show it is. But when we fight for a reason, like rednecks, there's a system, we fight for what we stand for, chaos. Fighting is a structure, fighting is to establish power, power is government and government is not anarchy. Government is war and war is fighting. The circle goes like this: our redneck skirmishes are cheap perversions of conventional warfare. War implies extreme government because wars are fought to enforce rules or ideals, even freedom. But other people ideals forced on someone else, even if it is something like freedom, is still a rule; not anarchy. This contradiction was becoming clear to me in the fall of '85. Even as early as my first party, "Why did I love to fight?" I framed it, but still, I don't understand it. It goes against my beliefs as a true anarchist. But there it was. Competition, fighting, capitalism, government, THE SYSTEM. That's what we did. It's what we always did. Rednecks kicked the shit out of punks, punks kicked the shit out of mods, mods kicked the shit out of skinheads, skinheads took out the heavy metal guys, and the heavy metal guys beat the living shit out of new wavers and the new wavers did nothing. What was the point? Final summation? None.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-2299971531574925942?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/2299971531574925942/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=2299971531574925942' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2299971531574925942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2299971531574925942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2009/01/fight.html' title='The Fight'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-7408012412087437494</id><published>2008-12-01T19:26:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:28:39.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>POze ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/STQszhYLWkI/AAAAAAAAALg/bzuBSzs7Ebo/s1600-h/DSC06017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/STQszhYLWkI/AAAAAAAAALg/bzuBSzs7Ebo/s400/DSC06017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274890327202421314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/STQsvmT2ODI/AAAAAAAAALY/zMKox8_CL78/s1600-h/DSC06036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/STQsvmT2ODI/AAAAAAAAALY/zMKox8_CL78/s400/DSC06036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274890259806959666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/STQsrNtM8dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/acfB2t-QxWY/s1600-h/DSC06018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/STQsrNtM8dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/acfB2t-QxWY/s400/DSC06018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274890184482943442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... long time no see .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mam gandid sa postez niste poze cu care sa va delectati :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes.. CETUL din ct ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-7408012412087437494?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/7408012412087437494/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=7408012412087437494' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/7408012412087437494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/7408012412087437494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/12/poze.html' title='POze 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SJDfvSKDmTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/YGQi_dXlay0/s72-c/DSC00943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-1431545465722876469</id><published>2008-07-28T23:15:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:57:29.246+02:00</updated><title type='text'>:D aawwwww</title><content type='html'>Scuzati .... daka nu vi se vede k lumea... probabil ca .. nu aveti lcd :)) sau macar un ecran cu luminozitate destul d mare...  in fine.. sper ca va place.. macar muzica  din filmulet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3242912b5d708a23" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-2986704930207410564</id><published>2008-07-22T15:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:12.205+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pofta d poze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SIXfNg4mDXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cyXm9_cj-7o/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SIXfNg4mDXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cyXm9_cj-7o/s400/DSC00093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225828365891931506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SIXe1yEbWNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kAT95sR-6H0/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SIXe1yEbWNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kAT95sR-6H0/s400/DSC00065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225827958188103890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SIXeikeygPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dwOdz0H03VI/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SIXeikeygPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dwOdz0H03VI/s400/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225827628123062514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. camera noua.. pofta d poze .... :D c poate fi mai frumos de atat ... ei bine.. noua mea achizitie este un sony H50 .. :-? ... urmeaza sai cumpar accesorii ... shi .. sa fac multe multe poze frumoase normal ... uite cateva :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-2986704930207410564?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/2986704930207410564/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=2986704930207410564' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2986704930207410564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2986704930207410564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/07/pofta-d-poze.html' title='Pofta d poze'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SIXfNg4mDXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cyXm9_cj-7o/s72-c/DSC00093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-5726342767661552741</id><published>2008-07-16T11:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:12.344+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pefectiune?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SH3FJchGtLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/edjH5VxMz2s/s1600-h/Hand_with_reflecting_globe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SH3FJchGtLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/edjH5VxMz2s/s400/Hand_with_reflecting_globe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223547908884182194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se spune ca omul toata viatza lui adera la perfectiune pe care de altfel o cauta shi in ceilalti ... perfectiunea .. a devenit in societatea de astazi un fel de barem dupa care ne ghidam cu totii atunci cand facem diferite alegeri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar ce iubim mai mult? pefectiunea sau defectele?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se spune ca perfectiunea nu exista, dar poate fi definita... ma rog in inchipuirea fiecarui om .. asha cum ishi imagineaza el. De exemplu atunci cand ne alegem un partener in viatza.. sau un prieten ..... mai intai trebuie sal comparam cu baremul de perfectiune prestabilit inmintea noastra .. dupa care vedem unde .. cat de departe sau aproape se situeaza, dar in final ... vom ajunge sa adoram tot ce este imperfect despre el .. toate micile defecte care il fac unic. Daca perfectiunea nu exista asta inseamna ca omul a invatzat sa iubeasca defectele .. acum sincer .. voi ati vrea sa vedeti perfectiunea? .. mie mi sar parea inspaimantatoare .. sa nu ai de ce sa te legi .. de o suvitza de par care sta aiurea... de un mic rid in jurul buzelor ... de hainele alese aiurea ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincer acuma imperfectiunea - e mult mai distractiva decat perfectiunea ...&lt;br /&gt;                                                - este ceea ce ne face unic pe fiecare dintre noi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asha ca ... ganditi d 2`ori inainte sa cautati perfectiunea  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-5726342767661552741?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/5726342767661552741/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=5726342767661552741' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5726342767661552741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5726342767661552741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/07/pefectiune.html' title='Pefectiune?'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SH3FJchGtLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/edjH5VxMz2s/s72-c/Hand_with_reflecting_globe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-2680619639851511872</id><published>2008-07-05T23:44:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:45:31.208+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VACANTZAaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>... hey .. au trecut deja 3 sapt :)) shi abia acuma simt gustul d vacantzaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party party ... plaja .. "viatza d noapte" :)) boschetarealaaa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maraton d filmeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trip cu trenu catre vamaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\:D/ tare :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omw to vama .. :-H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-2680619639851511872?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/2680619639851511872/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=2680619639851511872' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2680619639851511872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2680619639851511872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/07/vacantzaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='VACANTZAaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-3638585097378201274</id><published>2008-06-25T22:06:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:57:29.683+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesaj PentRu RomaNia !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BA in PANAA MEEAAA!&lt;br /&gt;voi alt cuvant inafara de emo nu mai jtiti?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dak vezi un om care are tricou negru clar emo .. dak vezi o baba ca poarta doliu.. sigur shi ea e emo cai in negru shi e trista.. dak ai putin breton moaaa crimaaa EMO SIGUUR dak ai feturi la adidashi .. moaaa sigur emo .. IN PULA MEAAA terminativa odata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ce draq gasiti asha de amuzant la cuvantu asta .. in pana mea.. dak urati atat de mult pastia emo ( cum de altfel ii urasc shi eu) nu mai aduti in vorba chestia asta ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voi ajtia care ziceti la toti emo pe strada voi sunteti cei care defapt sprijinitii aceasta  "moda"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh daa.. OBSERVATIE : ajtia care zic emo .. ba sunt manelari ba prosti ba tzarani care au invazat de curand cuvantu shi`l tot rostesc sa nul uite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in pula mea ma pish p voi cu stropi shi bolta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai bine suport unu emo decat un manelar imputzit shi jegos ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhh daaa acuma am ceva shi cu "asha zishii punkeri" .. moaa dak ai tricou cu o anarhie.. shi nici macar nu jtii ce inseamna.. moaa shi tiai mai tras shi o creasta pentru care tea pedepsit mata o luna.. claar frate sunt punchist dak ii intrebi de formatii aahh da stiu exploited, rancid ... plm =)) sunteti penibili fratilor... punchist nu ejti numai dak ai creasta shi stii shi tu acolo 2 formatii .. punchist ejti.. atunci cand stii sa te comporti ca unul .. PUnKul inseamna sa fii liber, independent, sa ai atitudine nu sa t pishi p tine cand se ia cineva de tine .. plm nici nu jtii cei aia anarhie.. nici nu jtii in c consta stilul muzical... nici nu jtii de unde provine shi t dai mare punchist ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punk-ul inseamna anti-societate , anarhia e libertate , punkerii in general sunt leprele societatzii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in plm uita`te imtai la tine.. shi apoi comenteaza ceva despre altu  ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LUATIVA MAH DE MANELARI?? DE CE NU VA LUATI DE EI .. AAH DA.. PENTRU CA VA PLACEE... PLM AIA SUNT SCURSURILE SOCIETATII.. NU VA MAI LUATI ALA`N DALA DE OAMENI NORMALI CARE NICI P DEPARTE NU AU VREO LEGATURA CU EMOU ASTA ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: miam descarcat nervii :D ahh daa shi ia shi tu filmu SLC Punk sa vezi cum sta treaba cu punku  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-3638585097378201274?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/3638585097378201274/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=3638585097378201274' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/3638585097378201274'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SFKCyITI5UI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zfQDl3aH6rY/s1600-h/dali24kf.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SFKCyITI5UI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zfQDl3aH6rY/s400/dali24kf.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211371516553913666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Iatane ... azi .. 13 iunie .. teoretic ultima zi de clasa a 10 :) .. ar trebuie sa fiu fericita sau trista?&lt;br /&gt;Momentan nici yo nu jtiu c sa fac.. cand stau shi ma gandesc ca 3 luni d acom in colo ciuciuc scoala... :)) imi vine sa tzopai de bucurie .. dar cand ma gandesc ca nu am ce face shi ca vor urma nijte zile dealea plicticoase shi calde rau ... :)) imi vine sa ma intorc inapoi la scoala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce e mijto e ca imi voi aduce aminte d ziua asta :X ... foarte "speciala" foarte HIIgh =)) .. si voi repeta cat de curand c am facut azi :X ... sa va dau un pont: Gust de .. mere cirese banane , pepene, menta, caise .... carbuni incinshi ... furtunashe :)) eeeh? suna cunoscut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ei bine... a fost foarte fain :D ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway dupa o zi torida... de... mijlocul luinii iunie.. a urmat normal ditamai furtuna =)) .. c e najpa ca eram p plaja shi tot nisipu mia intrat prin t miri unde shi deh :)) daaa c e tare :)) ca a plouat da p unde mergeam yo ...:)) nu plouaa ( asta pt ca yo aduc soarele :X ... sau gonesc ploaia =)) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh ... sf de c;asa a 10 .. teoretic ar trebui sa ma simt mai matura.. mai responsabila... mai ...? nuj mai cum .. dar e stupid rau .. :)) daca acuma gandesc asha.. poi cand o sa termin a 12? o sa ma gandesc sami iau loc d veci?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eehh ..... ultima zi de scoala .. inseamna 3 luni de vacantza.. shi asta ar trebuie sa sarbatorim toti azi chiar dak e vineri 13 :))  o zi ghinionist de norocoasa :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-1443340986265351115?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/1443340986265351115/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=1443340986265351115' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1443340986265351115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1443340986265351115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-zi-un.html' title='o zi = un 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-894147096063080761</id><published>2008-06-05T20:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:55:19.026+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E bine de stiut dak vrei sa devii pilot d avion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Decolarea e optionala. Aterizarea insa e obligatorie&lt;br /&gt;2. Daca impingi mansa, casele devin mai mari. Daca tragi de mansa,&lt;br /&gt;  casele se fac mai mici, asta daca nu tragi in continuare pana cand ele&lt;br /&gt;  devin mari din nou&lt;br /&gt;3. Zborul nu e periculos. Periculos e sa te prabusesti.&lt;br /&gt;4. E mereu mai bine sa fii aici jos si sa vrei sa fii acolo sus, decat sa&lt;br /&gt;  fii acolo sus si sa iti doresti sa fi fost acolo jos&lt;br /&gt;5.Singurul caz in care ai prea mult combustibil e atunci cand esti in flacari&lt;br /&gt;6. Elicea e doar un ventilator mare, montat in fata avionului ca sa il&lt;br /&gt;  racoreasca pe pilot. Cand se opreste, se poate vedea cum pilotul incepe&lt;br /&gt;  sa transpire&lt;br /&gt;7. Cand esti in incurcatura ( nu stii ce sa faci ) mentine altitudinea.&lt;br /&gt;  Nimeni nu s-a ciocnit de cer&lt;br /&gt;8. O aterizare buna e aceea dupa care poti pleca pe picioarele tale. O&lt;br /&gt;  aterizare excelenta e aceea dupa care se mai poate utiliza si avionul&lt;br /&gt;9. Invata din greselile altora. Nu o sa traiesti atat de mult incat sa&lt;br /&gt;  le faci tu pe toate!&lt;br /&gt;10. Poti sa aflii daca ai aterizat cu rotile in sus, daca trebuie sa&lt;br /&gt;  turezi motorul la maxim ca sa ajungi la locul de parcare&lt;br /&gt;11. Probabilitatea supravietuirii este invers proportionala cu unghiul&lt;br /&gt;  de sosire. Cu cat unghiul e mai mare, cu atat probabilitatea&lt;br /&gt;  supravietuirii e mai mic si invers&lt;br /&gt;12. Niciodata sa nu lasi un avion sa te duca undeva unde mintea ta nu a&lt;br /&gt;  fost cu cinci minute inainte&lt;br /&gt;13. Stati afara din nori. Linia argintie de care se tot vorbeste poate&lt;br /&gt;  fi un alt avion care vine din sens opus. Surse demne de incredere&lt;br /&gt;  relateaza ca muntii obisnuiesc sa se ascunda si ei in nori&lt;br /&gt;14. Incearca mereu sa mentii semnul egal intre numarul de decolari si&lt;br /&gt;  numarul de aterizari&lt;br /&gt;15. Ca incepator, incepi cu un sac mare plin de noroc si un sac mare gol&lt;br /&gt;  de experienta. Smecheria este sa umplii sacul de experenta inainte sa ti&lt;br /&gt;  se goleasca sacul cu noroc&lt;br /&gt;16. Elicopterele nu pot sa zboare, dar sunt asa de urate incat pamantul le respinge&lt;br /&gt;17. Daca tot ce poti vedea prin cupola (fereastra) este pamantul care se&lt;br /&gt;  invarte si tot ce poti auzi sunt strigatele de disperare ale&lt;br /&gt;  pasagerilor, inseamna ca lucrurile nu sunt tocmai cum ar trebui sa fie.&lt;br /&gt;18. In lupta continua dintre obiectele facute din aluminiu ce se avanta&lt;br /&gt;  cu sute de Km pe ora si pamantul ce se avanta cu zero Km pe ora,&lt;br /&gt;  pamantul inca mai trebuie invins.&lt;br /&gt;19. Gandirea corecta vine din experienta. Din nefericire experienta vine&lt;br /&gt;  din gandirea gresita&lt;br /&gt;20. Aminteste-ti ca forta gravitationala nu e doar o idee buna. E o lege.&lt;br /&gt;  Si nu se refera doar la mere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-894147096063080761?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/894147096063080761/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=894147096063080761' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/894147096063080761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/894147096063080761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-bine-de-stiut-dak-vrei-sa-devii-pilot.html' title='E bine de stiut dak vrei sa devii pilot d avion'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-5244236252535991865</id><published>2008-06-05T20:41:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:41:49.808+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Let`s have some phun with ANAGRAMS :D</title><content type='html'>George Bush: When you rearrange the letters: He Bugs Gore&lt;br /&gt;  Dormitory: When you rearrange the letters: Dirty Room&lt;br /&gt;  Evangelist: When you rearrange the letters: Evil's Agent&lt;br /&gt;  Desperation: When you rearrange the letters: A Rope Ends It&lt;br /&gt;  The Morse Code: When you rearrange the letters: Here Come Dots&lt;br /&gt;  Slot Machines: When you rearrange the letters: Cash Lost in Em&lt;br /&gt;  Animosity: When you rearrange the letters: Is No Amity&lt;br /&gt;  Mother-in-law: When you rearrange the letters: Woman Hitler&lt;br /&gt;  Snooze Alarms: Wen you rearrange the letters: Alas No More Z's&lt;br /&gt;  A Decimal Point: When you rearrange the letters: I'm a Dot in Place&lt;br /&gt;  The Earthquakes: When you rearrange the letters: That Queer Shake&lt;br /&gt;  Eleven plus two: When you rearrange the letters: Twelve plus one&lt;br /&gt;  President Clinton of the USA: It can be rearranged into: To copulate he finds Interns&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-5244236252535991865?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/5244236252535991865/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=5244236252535991865' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5244236252535991865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5244236252535991865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-have-some-phun-with-anagrams-d.html' title='Let`s have some phun with ANAGRAMS :D'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-1746171463048426726</id><published>2008-06-04T21:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:50:59.433+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chestii .. .: )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pentru ca shi deoarece am un profesor minunat la fizica.. care tot impu ne invatza lectii de viatza... miam adus aminte ca aveam paici peacolo nijte citate notate .. so.. iatale ;)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragostea este misterul intre doi oameni, nu asemanarea dintre ei ("Magicianul" de John Fowles)&lt;br /&gt;Nimic n-a fost niciodata este soapta care ne mangaie in amurguri.(Cioran)&lt;br /&gt;Ce este prezentul aceasta jumatate a timpului pentru cel impatimit de viitor? (Cioran)&lt;br /&gt;Primul pas pentru a nu fi nefericit este sa nu ai timp sa te gandesti la nefericire (G.B.Shaw)&lt;br /&gt;Fiecare lucru are frumusetea lui, dar nu oricine o vede. (Confucius)&lt;br /&gt;Ma indoiesc, deci cuget. Cuget, asadar exist. (Descartes)&lt;br /&gt;In viata exista doua tragedii. Una e sa nu obtii ceea ce-ti doresti. Cealalta e sa obtii.(G.B.Shaw)&lt;br /&gt;Vreau sa vorbesc numai despre pumnale, nu sa le intrebuintez. (Shakespeare)&lt;br /&gt;O calatorie de mii de mile incepe cu un pas. (Laotse)&lt;br /&gt;Pestii se prind cu undita, iar oamenii cu vorba. (Shakespeare)&lt;br /&gt;Pentru orice realizare primul pas este curajul. (Goethe)&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca nu stiu nimic, si nici macar asta nu stiu. (Socrate)&lt;br /&gt;Candva totul va fi bine, iata speranta, acum totul este bine, iata iluzia. (Voltaire)&lt;br /&gt;Din moment ce nu exista lucruri simple in univers totul este complex. (Borges)&lt;br /&gt;Iubirea orbeste. Si exact in momentul acela femeia profita.(Vincente Garcia)&lt;br /&gt;Butoaiele goale fac cea mai mare galagie.(Sofocle)&lt;br /&gt;Nu folosi o spada ca sa-ti gonesti musca de pe caciula.(Lao Tse)&lt;br /&gt;Cine nu cade nu se poate inalta(L.Blaga)&lt;br /&gt;Nu zi niciodata "nu se poate", ci începe cu "sa vedem". 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De ce "prescurtare" este un cuvant asa lung ?&lt;br /&gt;2. De ce soldatii Kamikaze purtau o casca ?&lt;br /&gt;3. De ce se sterilizeaza acele cu care se fac injectiile condamnatilor la moarte ?&lt;br /&gt;4. Care este sinonimul cuvantului " sinonim " ?&lt;br /&gt;5. De ce nu exista mancare de pisici cu gust de soarece ?&lt;br /&gt;6. Daca nimic nu se lipeste de teflon, cum e lipit teflonul de tigaie ?&lt;br /&gt;7. De ce balerinele merg mereu pe varfuri ? Nu ar fi mai simplu sa angajeze balerine mai inalte ?&lt;br /&gt;8. Vreau sa imi cumpar un bumerang nou. Cum pot sa scap de cel vechi ?&lt;br /&gt;9. De ce localurile deschise non stop au incuietori ?&lt;br /&gt;10. De ce avioanele nu sunt fabricate din acelasi material din care sunt facute cutiile negre ?&lt;br /&gt;11. Cum poate avea Donald nepoti daca nu are frati sau surori ?&lt;br /&gt;12. Adam avea buric ?&lt;br /&gt;13. Daca Superman este asa de destept, de ce isi ia chilotii peste pantaloni ?&lt;br /&gt;14. Cand faci fotografii cu Mickey la Disneyland, omul din interiorul lui Mickey zambeste ?&lt;br /&gt;15. Cand o masina merge, aerul din interiorul pneului se invarte ?&lt;br /&gt;16. Daca o pisica pica mereu in picioare si o bucata de paine cu unt cade mereu pe partea unsa, ce se intampla daca legam o felie de paine unsa cu unt de spatele unei pisici si o aruncam pe fereastra ?&lt;br /&gt;17. Ce culoare are un cameleon cand se uita intr-o oglinda ?&lt;br /&gt;18. Un om chel se spala pe cap cu shampon sau cu sapun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-7966270817709061903?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/7966270817709061903/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=7966270817709061903' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/7966270817709061903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/7966270817709061903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/06/intrebari-existentiale.html' title='Intrebari existentiale'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-3380879271850580743</id><published>2008-06-04T08:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:12.705+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SEY-ElJQ6uI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VwEyaSb71-c/s1600-h/Image-28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SEY-ElJQ6uI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VwEyaSb71-c/s400/Image-28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207918267511925474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. de cand nu ati mai visat? sau... c ati visat ultima data?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;va mai amintiti? eu una nu`mi amintesc niciodata ce visez ... shi e trist asha cateodata... dak am intreaba cineva c am visat.. ba spun ca nimik ( ce este fals dupa spusele profei de psihoo ... ca tta lumea viseaza shi bla ;-@ mam cerat cu ea pe tema asta de nenumarate ori :P) ba incep shi infloresc shi povestesc cam ce ash fi vrut eu sa visez :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ... vise color sau alb`negru =))?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... well.. am scris postul asta pt ca am gasit o pagina... candva furata din biblioteca :-" ... iata am scanato shi vo arat shi voua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-3380879271850580743?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/3380879271850580743/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=3380879271850580743' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/3380879271850580743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/3380879271850580743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/06/vise.html' title='Vise'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SEY-ElJQ6uI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VwEyaSb71-c/s72-c/Image-28.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-4994216544171972958</id><published>2008-06-01T21:44:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:44:54.846+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Emiliana Torrini - Tomorow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a fool&lt;br /&gt;Do they take me for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A resting place for bums&lt;br /&gt;A trap set in the slums&lt;br /&gt;But I know the score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't take no for an answer&lt;br /&gt;I was born to be a dancer now, Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, as they say&lt;br /&gt;Another working day and another chore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;An awful price to pay&lt;br /&gt;I gave up yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But they still want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are bound to compare me&lt;br /&gt;To Fred Astaire when I'm done yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who feels the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Movin' through em&lt;br /&gt;Knows it's gonna do em good&lt;br /&gt;To let the music burst out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel assured&lt;br /&gt;Let the people know it&lt;br /&gt;Let the laughter loose&lt;br /&gt;Until your scream&lt;br /&gt;Becomes a love-shout, ah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's far away&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, as they say,&lt;br /&gt;Is reserved for dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's looking grey&lt;br /&gt;A playground always locked&lt;br /&gt;Trains no winning teams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't take no for an answer&lt;br /&gt;I was born to be a dancer now, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who feels the rhythm through em&lt;br /&gt;Knows it's gonna do em good&lt;br /&gt;To let the music burst out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel assured&lt;br /&gt;Let the people know it.&lt;br /&gt;Let your laughter loose&lt;br /&gt;Until your scream becomes a love shout&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-4994216544171972958?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/4994216544171972958/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=4994216544171972958' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4994216544171972958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4994216544171972958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/06/emiliana-torrini-tomorow.html' title='Emiliana Torrini - Tomorow'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-1655685872684055494</id><published>2008-05-31T00:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:50:32.701+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint Bombs</title><content type='html'>To make a pain bomb you simply need a metal pain can with a refastenable lid, a&lt;br /&gt;nice bright color paint (green, pink, purple, or some gross color is perfect!),&lt;br /&gt;and a quantity of dry ice. Place the paint in the can and then drop the dry ice&lt;br /&gt;in. Quicky place the top on and then run like hell! With some testing you can&lt;br /&gt;time this to a science. It depends on the ratio of dry ice to paint to the size&lt;br /&gt;of the can to how full it is. If you are really pissed off at someone, you could&lt;br /&gt;place it on their doorstep, knock on the door, and then run!! Paint will fly all&lt;br /&gt;over the place HAHAHA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-1655685872684055494?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/1655685872684055494/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=1655685872684055494' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1655685872684055494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1655685872684055494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/05/paint-bombs.html' title='Paint Bombs'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-1130117299956691504</id><published>2008-05-18T01:15:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:12.947+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In jurul tau ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SC9o-W4Y2MI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GAzwC0m4JbY/s1600-h/corn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SC9o-W4Y2MI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GAzwC0m4JbY/s320/corn1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201491515139479746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... crezi in momentul asta ca ai multi prieteni care tin shi se gandesc la tine nuh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... hmmm uitete k lumea in jurul tau&lt;br /&gt;cati dintre prietenii tai nu tear trada niciodata?&lt;br /&gt;cati dintre ei tear sustine in orice ai face?&lt;br /&gt;cati dintre ei... t`ar ajuta cand tie greu?&lt;br /&gt;ar stii sa pastreze secrete?&lt;br /&gt;sar gandi shi la tine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cati dintre ei shiar da viatza pt tine? ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ei bine ...&lt;br /&gt;cati prieteni adevarati mai ai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iubit? zice ca t iubeste? bull shit!&lt;br /&gt;ink mai tine la tine? ... MINTEE ...&lt;br /&gt;Gelos deshi nu mai e cu tine, probabil t insela shi cand era cu tine....&lt;br /&gt;tot c vrea sa faca e sati distruga viatza pentru ca lai parasit ...&lt;br /&gt;(pacat ca nu realizeaza cat e de ratat ... shi .. motivele pt care a fost parasit)&lt;br /&gt;da mno.. asha sunt baietii ... macar dak ar gandi .. (degeaba au 2 capete) :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pffff ..... lumea e plina d oameni rai care se gandesc numai la ei ... care vor sati faca rau .. care vor sa profite de tine ... so .. ai grija.. shi uitate d 2 ori la o persoana inainte ca ai vreo legatura cu ea ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: love my familly, raluca, Horik, larisa, didi, kitty, geo, anna, ancutz&lt;br /&gt;true friends... i guess .. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-1130117299956691504?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/1130117299956691504/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=1130117299956691504' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1130117299956691504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1130117299956691504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-jurul-tau.html' title='In jurul tau ..'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SC9o-W4Y2MI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GAzwC0m4JbY/s72-c/corn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-5757314993076664193</id><published>2008-05-13T10:56:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:27:23.416+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VIdeo : The knife - Pass this on</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5d6f1ca3f32cf4ae" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5d6f1ca3f32cf4ae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505709%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DEDADD04953CEDCFCA1DBF58A3F31382AB6E9C8.6033E230C290A70C9CC6277CD34B601B9E42BDC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5d6f1ca3f32cf4ae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFHdxlKww5ktZ_JMU44ftihlynZw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5d6f1ca3f32cf4ae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331505709%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DEDADD04953CEDCFCA1DBF58A3F31382AB6E9C8.6033E230C290A70C9CC6277CD34B601B9E42BDC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5d6f1ca3f32cf4ae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFHdxlKww5ktZ_JMU44ftihlynZw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-5757314993076664193?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5d6f1ca3f32cf4ae&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/5757314993076664193/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=5757314993076664193' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5757314993076664193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5757314993076664193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/05/al-40lea-articol-d-hai-sa-fie-cu-noroc.html' title='VIdeo : The knife - Pass this on'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-604973518805000209</id><published>2008-05-12T22:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:06:42.133+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Elevi constănţeni, mînă de lucru gratuită pentru liberali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="enunt_articol"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Folosirea copiilor pe post de marionete electorale a devenit, la Constanţa, un trend de la care nu fac notă discordantă nici cele mai apreciate instituţii de învăţămînt. Liceul „George Călinescu” din Constanţa este un spaţiu-vedetă, unde copiii, în loc să fie lăsaţi să înveţe, sînt trimişi să slugărească, descărcînd camioane (în opinia „nevinovată” a unui profesor) sau împrăştiind materiale electorale (potrivit declaraţiilor celor direct implicaţi). Concret, miercuri, la ora de limba şi literatura română, cinci elevi ai instituţiei de învăţămînt au fost trimişi să studieze mai îndeaproape sloganurile de pe fluturaşii electorali liberali şi, după aprofundarea mesajului, să-i pună în cutiile poştale ale blocurilor din zona Tic Tac, cartierul Tomis Nord. „A intrat administratorul şcolii, nea Radu, în clasă, în timpul orei de limba română, şi după ce a şuşotit ceva cu profesorul, care ne este şi diriginte, ne-a zis să mergem cu el că are nevoie de ajutor cu nişte materiale. Dirigu’ ne-a îndemnat pe noi, băieţii, să mergem”, a declarat unul dintre cei cinci elevi ai clasei a XI-a C. Şi pentru că un asemenea episod nu se putea consuma pur şi simplu, elevii s-au trezit eroi ai unei poveşti penibile, cu o structură tipic comunistă, desprinsă parcă de pe băncile şcolii de partid. Şi cum orice poveste trebuie să aibă o introducere, o intrigă, un punct culminant şi o încheiere, elevii au pornit pe drumul de cărămizi galben-albastre al iniţierii electorale cu… o instrucţie. Potrivit “voluntarilor”, administratorul i-a instruit asupra a ceea ce au de făcut şi le-a înmînat sute de publicaţii electorale, trasîndu-le sarcina precisă de a le îndesa, fără să scape vreuna pe de lături, în nevinovatele cutii poştale ale blocurilor din preajma liceului. La finalul instrucţiei, elevii au fost obligaţi să promită solemn că respectă pactul tăcerii, sub ameninţarea lui „zbori din clasă”. „Ne-am întors la cursuri - era sfîrşitul orei de istorie - şi am aflat că ni s-au pus absenţe în catalog la orele de la care am lipsit cînd am fost trimişi să distribuim materiale electorale. Profesoara de istorie ne-a spus că a intrat directoarea în clasă şi a zis să se pună absenţe pentru că sînt elevi care distribuie materiale electorale”, a afirmat unul dintre cei cinci elevi. Reacţia directoarei, Monica Niciporuc, demonstrează că aceasta nu se afla în necunoştinţă de cauză în privinţa activităţilor cu care se îndeletniceau elevii, transformaţi brusc în mînă gratuită de lucru, în timpul cursurilor. Cu toate acestea, în declaraţia post-incident, Monica Niciporuc a spus că nu ştie nimic despre faptul că elevii au fost scoşi de la ore cu acceptul profesorului diriginte şi că „este vorba de elevi care au chiulit de la ore, timp în care ar fi distribuit materiale electorale”. „Dirigu’”, sau profesorul de limba română Paul Iruc, este ultracunoscut pentru opţiunile sale politice, elevii povestind că adesea, profu’ le vorbeşte în ore despre culoarea pe care o va vota la alegerile locale. Întrebat despre acest incident, Paul Iruc a declarat că, într-adevăr, i-a îndemnat pe elevi să-i dea o mînă de ajutor administratorului, fiind convins că acesta avea de descărcat, dintr-un camion, nişte cărţi de şcoală! Partea „cea mai oficială” a poveştii este, bineînţeles, Inspectoratul Şcolar Judeţean (ISJ) Constanţa, al cărui inspector şcolar general, prof. Marian Sîrbu, şi-a manifestat şi el surprinderea galben-albastră, declarînd, ca un adevărat profesionist, că „nu este posibil aşa ceva”. Încheierea poveştii? Probabil că tăvălugul declanşat de ancheta ISJ, care este în desfăşurare, va îngropa partea unde profesorii implicaţi - Paul Iruc şi Monica Niciporuc - ar trebui să dea nişte explicaţii coerente. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Mare ţi-e Grădina...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; La Şcoala din Grădina, ieri, era pustiu. Elevii? Luaţi de actualul primar, candidat PNL (!), de la ore, dotaţi cu şepci galben-albastre şi duşi la muncă, la strîns gunoaie de pe Cheile Dobrogei. Întrebat de unde are şepcile, directorul şcolii, Dragoş Petrescu, oferă diverse variante de răspuns, probabil pentru ca toată lumea să fie mulţumită: le-au cumpărat copiii, şcoala, le-au primit de la un sponsor generos etc. În cele din urmă, glasul adevărului grăieşte prin gura unui copil: şepcile vor fi înapoiate la Primărie! Părinţii au declarat că au fost nevoiţi să-şi lase copiii să participe la acţiunea primarului. Motivul? Frica de a nu-şi vedea copiii puşi în situaţii jenante la şcoală! Ion Melcea, venerabilul candidat la primăria Grădina, a recunoscut şi el că a oferit copiilor însemnele electorale, care reprezintă materiale de campanie, motivînd scoaterea acestora de la cursuri şi înregimentarea în cîmpul muncii, prin... lipsa banilor. Cu alte cuvinte în loc să plătească nişte oameni să strîngă gunoaiele, uzează de puterea sa de edil şi de adult, forţînd copiii să muncească. Şi iată cum, pentru a doua oară în două zile, elevii constănţeni devin mînă gratuită de lucru pentru diverşii „catindaţi” care, în plină campanie, consideră că orice este iertat şi că elevii, pentru că nu pot protesta, trebuie tîrîţi în mocirla intereselor electorale. Sesizat despre acest caz, inspectorul şcolar general (să-i mai amintim culoarea?) Marian Sîrbu, s-a indignat galben-albăstrui, remarcînd: „copiii nu trebuie folosiţi ca mijloc prin care să se facă propagandă în vreun fel. Se va deschide o anchetă...”. Marea ţi-e Grădina...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-604973518805000209?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/604973518805000209/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=604973518805000209' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/604973518805000209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/604973518805000209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/05/elevi-constneni-mn-de-lucru-gratuit.html' title='Elevi constănţeni, mînă de lucru gratuită pentru liberali'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-4806273330498841910</id><published>2008-05-03T14:44:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T14:57:11.143+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gustul amar..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mde.. iata`ne in 3 mai ... 3 mai 2008 ink in vacantza teoretic :|&lt;br /&gt;deja incepe sa se simta gustul amar al scolii care se apropie cu profesori, teze, teme, lectii&lt;br /&gt;colegi stresanti :)) ;;) ... ore lungi shi pauze scurte.. wonder nici c bantuie pe holuri ...&lt;br /&gt;coada interminabila de la magazin .. tanti zoica care ne goleshte coshul de gunoi ...&lt;br /&gt;etc ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dupa 5 zile d vacantza.. d party.. de stat "degeaba" mi se pare oarecum ciudat  cand ma gandesc ca trebuie sa ma duc la scoala ..:|&lt;br /&gt;in fine sper ca luna asta sa treaca f f f f repede.. ca deh ne ajteapta vacantza d vara ... shi atunci cand o sa fim in vacantza d vara.. o sa vrem inapoi la scoala... ca doar asha`i romanul.. nici o data nu`i multumit ..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-4806273330498841910?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/4806273330498841910/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-8927506133354897841</id><published>2008-04-30T20:37:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T14:39:31.445+02:00</updated><title type='text'>30 aprilie sau 1 mai?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um da.. :)) stiu ca pare trist... nam sa mai scriu articolu asta deoarece ..:&lt;br /&gt;cand lam scris ... am primit o eroare shi nu lam salvat shi sa sters&lt;br /&gt;acuma nu mai ae farmec sal mai scriu&lt;br /&gt;ca nici nu mai jtiu c tre sa scriu :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fine :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-8927506133354897841?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-5490416790588222038</id><published>2008-04-14T21:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:28:21.401+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Deale fizicii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PROBLEMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Intr-o cutie izolata aiabatic se introduce un hamster cu masa m=50g. Cutia contine o masa de aer m=60g avand caldura specifica c=1020j. Atunci cand hasterul alearga in continuu in cutie, temperatura aerului din incinta creste cu dT=1,5 grade cesius p ora. Hamsterul se hraneste cu seminte care prin metabolizare ii furnizeaza acestuia o energie E=25j pentru fiecare gram de mancare ingurgitat. NEglijeaza transferul de caldura  intre aer si peretii cutiei si estimeaza:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bla... oricum.. nu va zic ce trebuia sa calculati .. dak chiar va intereseaza... lasati un mesaj ceva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ideea e... ca... e o mare porcarie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ce are cu bietul HAMSTER&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nici yo nu stiu :-&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceva e sigur...&lt;br /&gt;Trebuie interzise experimentele pe animale :-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-5490416790588222038?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/5490416790588222038/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=5490416790588222038' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5490416790588222038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5490416790588222038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/04/deale-fizicii.html' title='Deale fizicii'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-1310187366604085568</id><published>2008-04-13T11:13:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:19:51.294+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Diferite din... Mircea Cartarescu</title><content type='html'>iata`ma shi azi voi pune cate ceva p blog... din experienta traita in acest week-end ...&lt;br /&gt;Obijnuintza dar shi datoria fatza de scoala ma facut sa ma duc shi in aceasta sambata la biblioteca... unde.. tema de studiu: MIRCEA CARTARESCU .... shau .. e un bun exemplu d autor postmodernist.. care are ceva cu obiectele... cu paianjenii shi care nu se sfieste sa foloseasca diferite cuvinte obscene in poeziile sale ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am notat pentru voi cateva versuri... care mau surprins... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"Mumificati-ma in benzi desenate"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"Vom rade negru intre degetele pline de buze"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"Vantul care spulbera pe sinele de tramvai zapada si organele risipite"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"OH ramai! sopti lustra catre o scama de pe covor"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"Ingerasule! stranuta plamanul privindu-se in oglinda"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"Mirosul de blana de vulpe al omului invizibil"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"Ganguri flora intestinala intinzandu-se voluptoa in bratele groazei"&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"SA FIM TANDRI! loz necastigator, SA FIM TANDRI! batator de covoare, SA NE IUBIM! robinete... SA FACEM EXCURSII! mapa de plicuri."&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;"In rochii de moloz si nuiele verzi de mezeluri si branzeturi, spoite cu votca... emotiile ieshisera la agatzat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-1310187366604085568?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/1310187366604085568/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=1310187366604085568' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1310187366604085568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1310187366604085568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/04/diferite-din-mircea-cratarescu.html' title='Diferite din... 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la racoare...:X&lt;br /&gt;2.In baie cand t caci&lt;br /&gt;3.La scoala.. in pauze cu colegii&lt;br /&gt;4.Cand Faci FOCU cu nebunii&lt;br /&gt;5.CAnd ejti la suc/bere/ce`ofi&lt;br /&gt;6.Cand stai cu nefumatori&lt;br /&gt;7.Dupa xes&lt;br /&gt;8.in cada... cand faci baie&lt;br /&gt;9.IN SOOMN DUUUDEE&lt;br /&gt;10.shi evident.. cand te alearga gardaa  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-2076576788432168571?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/2076576788432168571/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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le zici sa-ti spuna "Amiralul"&lt;br /&gt;- sa faci yoga&lt;br /&gt;- sa fixezi un alt pasager si dupa vreo zece etaje sa-i zici "azi am ciorapi noi"&lt;br /&gt;- dupa ce liftul s-a umplut, sa zici "la naiba, imi vine sa vomit!"&lt;br /&gt;- sa citesti cu voce tare pasaje religioase&lt;br /&gt;- sa latri din cand in cand&lt;br /&gt;- sa faci pariuri cu ceilalti pasageri ca poti sa-ti bagi monede in nas&lt;br /&gt;- sa arati celorlalti pasageri o rana si sa intrebi "dvs. vi se pare infectata?"&lt;br /&gt;- sa tii in mana o lada frigorifica pe care scrie "organe umane"&lt;br /&gt;- sa fixezi un alt pasager, dupa care sa-i zici "esti unul dintre ei!"&lt;br /&gt;- sa ragai si apoi sa zici "mmm...delicios!"&lt;br /&gt;- sa lasi o cutie intre usi&lt;br /&gt;- sa intrebi fiecare pasager care urca daca poti sa apesi butonul in locul lor&lt;br /&gt;- sa porti o papusa pe mana prin care sa comunici cu ceilalti pasageri&lt;br /&gt;- sa canti la muzicuta&lt;br /&gt;- sa faci "ding" la fiecare etaj&lt;br /&gt;- sa te sprijini de butoane&lt;br /&gt;- sa apesi pe toate butoanele spunand "oare asta ce face?"&lt;br /&gt;- sa asculti peretii liftului cu un stetoscop&lt;br /&gt;- sa desenezi un patrat pe jos si sa-i anunti pe celalalti ca acela este spatiul tau personal&lt;br /&gt;- sa iei cu tine un scaun&lt;br /&gt;- sa faci baloane de saliva&lt;br /&gt;- sa iti scoti guma din gura si sa incepi s-o lungesti&lt;br /&gt;- sa anunti cu o voce demonica "trebuie sa gasesc o gazda noua!"&lt;br /&gt;- sa faci sunete de explozie de fiecare data cand cineva apasa un buton&lt;br /&gt;- sa te holbezi la degetul mic si sa zici "cred ca se mareste"&lt;br /&gt;- sa blochezi usa si sa nu lasi pe nimeni sa intre sau sa iasa&lt;br /&gt;- sa dansezi pe muzica din lift&lt;br /&gt;- sa intrebi pe toata lumea daca au remediul pentru vampirism&lt;br /&gt;- sa inventezi o limba noua si sa fii insistent in a pune intrebari lumii&lt;br /&gt;- sa te uiti la tavan si sa zici "se pare ca va fi luna plina azi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*copyright ... msi matei :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-8778777717320083194?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/8778777717320083194/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=8778777717320083194' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/8778777717320083194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/8778777717320083194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R9E36N5Sj2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/v7BPPA1xHKw/s400/art_illo_portal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174978920127303522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.18.21.1   13.1.9   16.18.5.19.23.19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.23.24.9.14.22.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;dak intelegi inseamna ca nu ejti prost... t duce minte! .. bravo mah.. ejti bineeee .... dak nu intelegi un msg pt tine : 5.1021.9 16.18.15.19.21 6.1.3.23.21 7.18.1.13.1.4.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-2941268522800888877?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/2941268522800888877/comments/default' 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Baia Fetelor : Locul cel mai potrivit pentru ultima barfa din scoala,&lt;br /&gt;Piata de desfacere pentru anumite produse&lt;br /&gt;Oglinda oglinjoara.. cele mai bune "minciuni" despre cum aratzi&lt;br /&gt;Miros inconfundabil :))&lt;br /&gt;Alo? centrala :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Baia Baietilor: .. nu jtiu c sa scriu aici .. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sala de clasa: Toti suntem inamici .. dar cel mai mare este cel care sta in picioare&lt;br /&gt;Colegi de suferintza&lt;br /&gt;Sala comuna de vise, atzipiri, ganduri mazgalite pe hartie, idei uitate in timp&lt;br /&gt;Cantina comuna pe principiul: ce`i al tau e shi al meu dar ce`i al meu nu`i shi al tau&lt;br /&gt;Aici totu`i la comun&lt;br /&gt;Shoapte spuse cui nu trebuie ... cand nu trebuie&lt;br /&gt;Biletele de amor .. sau cu tampenii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Holul : O ultima scapare&lt;br /&gt;Coloana infinitului pe orizontala&lt;br /&gt;Zoo - deskis&lt;br /&gt;OIntalnire cu colegii&lt;br /&gt;O barfa despre profesor&lt;br /&gt;O punere in practica a ceea ce ai invatzat in timpul orei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Scarile : Nimeni nu are prioritate&lt;br /&gt;Cel mai rapid scapa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Curtea scolii : Campul Minat...&lt;br /&gt;Atentie la Mingee .. POC*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Gardu` : Loc d intalnire&lt;br /&gt;Loc d facut cheta&lt;br /&gt;Destindere&lt;br /&gt;Vorba despre alte subiecte&lt;br /&gt;Super!&lt;br /&gt;Cel Mai popular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-2513884458741486259?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/2513884458741486259/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=2513884458741486259' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2513884458741486259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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colaborati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Oricum in fata mea sunteti niste ratati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Nu`mi pasa ce shi cum credeti despre mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Stii ca sunt cu mult mai bun ca tine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hai lasa la o parte comportamentu plin de fitze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Chestii roz, sclipicoase, nu mai sunteti fetitze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Nu mai intrece acum masura,&lt;br /&gt;Mai devreme sau mai tarziu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Va stii toata lumea cu ce iti umplii gura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Nu ejti curva... sau cel putin asha afirmi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Dar ... la cum arati nu poti sa confirmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ejti penala, fatala, cum vrei sa te numesti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Dar stiu prea bine cu ce te ocupi shi cine eshti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Te dai mare ca ai gashca ceti vine`n ajutor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Dar cand ma vezi ... ai shi dat drumu la motor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Prieteni, prieteni .. dar nici tu nu crezi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Mai mult ca Eminescu tu incepi sa fabulezi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Umblii cu grupul tau faimos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Fane... ale lui mov si roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Imi vine sa ma cac pe unde calci tu jos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Nu... nu am transformat asta intr`un conflict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Doar imi place sa ma implic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Shi o sati trimit in plic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Toate bune shi frumoase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Impotriva ta intoarse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Aveti fitze, aere, bashini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Va curg balele dupa mashini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;In viziunea mea sunteti ratate confirmate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Bune sau proaste... total uzate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Nu`mi pare rau sa recunosc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ca nu va mai cunosc !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-3904529686165141454?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/3904529686165141454/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=3904529686165141454' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-78849753173720004</id><published>2008-02-16T16:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T16:35:36.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Veritasaga - POvesti triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In, ochii ei te uiti mereu desi nu vezi cat ii este in fiecare zi de greu,&lt;br /&gt; Dar ea lupta, micuta si corupta, inca de acum, copilaria ei este scrum,&lt;br /&gt; Iar mama e doar un concept pierdut in fum...&lt;br /&gt; Tatal: e frica de zi de zi, ce-i umple mica imparatie,&lt;br /&gt; De aceea se tot uita spre cer si intreaba:&lt;br /&gt; "Oare cu ce ti-am gresit eu tie?"&lt;br /&gt; Desi vie...ea a uitat de mult cum e la joaca,&lt;br /&gt; Cand cunosti doar durerea oare ce sa-ti mai placa,&lt;br /&gt; Si aude in fiecare seara aceeasi placa obsesiva,&lt;br /&gt; Aceeasi discutie ce deriva, in acte sadice ...&lt;br /&gt; Daca te uiti bine ai zice, ca a trait deja doua vieti,&lt;br /&gt; Doar un moment in pielea ei, ar fi de ajuns sa ingheti...&lt;br /&gt; Definitiv, si sa regreti ca traiesti aceasta...&lt;br /&gt; Nu-i trai... si ea spera inca in Rai,&lt;br /&gt; Intr-un loc unde sa ai, de unde s-o iei de la capat,&lt;br /&gt; Dar vai: iar vine clipa... e tarziu, si el revine acasa,&lt;br /&gt; Banii s-au dus, frigideru e gol iar pe masa:&lt;br /&gt; Doar sticle goale, iar el striga sparge si rupe tot in cale,&lt;br /&gt; Si e trist... toate necazurile tale sunt nimic fata de ce simte&lt;br /&gt; In ce sa mai crezi daca nu poti sa crezi in propriul parinte?&lt;br /&gt; Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca o pasare isi pierde avantul,Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca,... un sacrificiu uda pamantul,Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca un suflet distrus, oprit... Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca o speranta a murit, Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca un demon prinde puteri...Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca un inger vrea sa uite de el...Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca o zi de maine distrusa...Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca o pedeapsa neaplicata...Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca o lupta dusa...Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca o lupta castigata...Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca o pata...Si vad...&lt;br /&gt; Inca o actiune uitata...Si vad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Povesti triste...&lt;br /&gt; Fac oameni nepasatori sa insiste...&lt;br /&gt; In propria nepasare...&lt;br /&gt; Si victimele cine le ajuta oare?&lt;br /&gt; [Si victimele cine le ajuta oare?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Povesti triste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Am intalnit-o intr-o seara in metrou,&lt;br /&gt; Si m-a facut sa simt un fior, ..wow..&lt;br /&gt; O fetita singura intr-o lume nesigura si fara nici un erou,&lt;br /&gt; Am intrebat-o ce-i cu ea,&lt;br /&gt; Si m-a privit in ochi cu bagare de seama,&lt;br /&gt; Incercand sa-si dea seama ce-nseamna, intrebarea mea,&lt;br /&gt; Si daca nu cumva, ar fi mai bine sa nu raspunda la ea...&lt;br /&gt; Si s-a oprit din a aluneca, stergandu-si lacrimile cu maneca,&lt;br /&gt; Spunandu-mi ca n-are nimic,&lt;br /&gt; De parca n-aveam dreptul sa-i stiu suferinta...&lt;br /&gt; Mi-a spus ca e doar suparata un pic.&lt;br /&gt; Dar albastrul din ochii ei mi-a picurat in suflet si m-a facut sa ma simt mic...&lt;br /&gt; (Si atunci am inteles c-o doare)&lt;br /&gt; M-am asezat langa ea si-am intrebat-o unde vrea sa coboare,&lt;br /&gt; Dar m-a privit fara sa spuna ceva...&lt;br /&gt; Iar eu as fi vrut sa-i spun:&lt;br /&gt; "Fetitzo, daca tu ai fi fost Eva, am trai si acum intr-o lume pura"&lt;br /&gt; Iar in loc i-am spus "N-ar trebui sa fii acasa?", si m-a privit cu ura...&lt;br /&gt; Am inteles ca lucrurile nu sunt cum ar trebui sa fie&lt;br /&gt; Tocmai acolo unde sufletul ar trebui sa stie, ce-i linistea...&lt;br /&gt; Dar in mintea ei in locul unui camin cald era doar o casa pustie,&lt;br /&gt; Iar culoarea copilariei era cenusie...&lt;br /&gt; Tinea in mana poza unui om in varsta si era gata s-o sfasie,&lt;br /&gt; Sperand ca o data cu ea o sa distruga si acea fasie...&lt;br /&gt; Din viatza ei, care o face sa-si doreasca sa nu se fi nascut,Iar lacrimile ei ardeau mult prea mult,&lt;br /&gt; Mai mult decat puteam eu sa indur,&lt;br /&gt; Si ma zdruncina urletul ei tacut...&lt;br /&gt; Iar atunci cand am plecat&lt;br /&gt; Mi-am dorit doar sa pot s-o las fara trecut,&lt;br /&gt; Si as salva-o...&lt;br /&gt; As cumpara o aripa de inger...&lt;br /&gt; Si as elibera-o...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-78849753173720004?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/78849753173720004/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=78849753173720004' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/78849753173720004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/78849753173720004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/02/veritasaga-povesti-triste-in-ochii-ei.html' title=''/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-4532965369199536523</id><published>2008-02-09T14:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T22:15:11.908+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Site idiot .. poveste de dragoste adevarata</title><content type='html'>&lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;    alert("Urmareste instructiunile pentru a-ti indeplini toate dorintele in dragoste!");    &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var ADJ2 = prompt("Introdu un adjectiv descriptiv. (Exemplu: casa MICA sau om TANDRU)","")    document.write(" " + ADJ2 + " ") // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var PLACE1 = prompt("Introdu o locatie.","")    document.write(" " + PLACE1 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var ADJ1 = prompt("Introdu un alt adjectiv.","")    document.write(" " + ADJ1 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var NAME1 = prompt("Introdu numele unei persoane de sex opus.","")    document.write(" " + NAME1 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var SEX = prompt("Este un EL sau o EA?","")    document.write(" " + SEX + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var NAME2 = prompt("Introdu numele unei persoane apropiate de orice sex.","")    document.write(" " + NAME2 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var ADJ3 = prompt("Introdu un alt adjectiv.","")    document.write(" " + ADJ3 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    document.write(" " + SEX + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    document.write(" " + SEX + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var ADJ4 = prompt("Introdu un alt adjectiv.","")    document.write(" " + ADJ4 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar      var PLACE2 = prompt("Introdu o alta locatie.","")    document.write(" " + PLACE2 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var ACTN = prompt("Ce iti place sa faci cel mai mult?","")    document.write(" " + ACTN + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var PHRASE = prompt("Scrie o fraza pe care o repeti destul de des.","")    document.write(" " + PHRASE + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    document.write(" " + PLACE2 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    document.write(" " + SEX + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var NOUN = prompt("Introdu un substantiv (Exemplu: un telefon, o minge)","")    document.write(" " + NOUN + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Intr-o zi &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cretina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;de vara pe &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Marte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; intalnesti cea mai&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Idioata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; persoana de pana acum. Numele acelei persoane este &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Marcel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, si cu fiecare miscare pe care el o face te aprinde din ce in ce mai mult. Te apropii de cel mai bun prieten &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Maricik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; si ii spui, "Uau, acesta trebui sa fie cel mai &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Handicapat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; corp pe care l-am vazut." Deodata, el se uita in directia ta si incepe sa vina inspre tine!!! el spune, "Te-am observat ca te uiti la mine. Vreau doar sa iti spun ca esti atat de &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Analfabeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; , si ma intrebam daca ai vrea sa mergem la &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Spitalu de nebuni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cu mine si &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sa omoram mushte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ?" Cu un zambet prostesc spui:, "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Ce cacat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; " si pleci cu ei. Cand ajungi la &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Spitalu de nebuni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, el se apropie de tine, si iti da cel mai fierbinte sarut posibil. Amandoi va sarutati pasional cand simti ca Satahr te loveste in cap. Deschizi ochii si iti dai seama ca totul a fost un vis, dar gasesti un biletel langa patul tau. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;In el scrie: " Marcel este dragostea pe care o astepti toata viata ta. el te va invita afara in &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;666 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;zile sau chiar mai putin, dar doar daca trimiti acest link www.TestDragoste.go.ro cel putin la 10 prieteni in cateva minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="FR"&gt;Cu cat trimiti la mai multe persoane cu atat te va invita mai repede, si amandoi va veti indragosti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="FR"&gt;:)) sper ca va placut.. tin sa va zic ca.. am subliniat cuvintele pe care leam pus eu la nimereala :)) ah da.. sa va dau shi faimosul site :&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;http://www.testdragoste.go.ro/ &lt;/span&gt;Have fun !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-4532965369199536523?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/4532965369199536523/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=4532965369199536523' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4532965369199536523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4532965369199536523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/02/site-idiot-poveste-de-dragoste.html' title='Site idiot .. poveste de dragoste adevarata'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-6065540528193810415</id><published>2008-01-23T23:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:16:29.138+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Citate de Franz Kafka</title><content type='html'>... facandu`mi tema la romana.. am dat peste nijte chestii foarte interesante .. care ishi fac un loc in blogul meu ... e vb .. de .. nijte citate ale autorului meu preferat.. Franz Kafka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Lenea este începutul tuturor viciilor, încoronarea tuturor virtuţilor.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Scrisul e o formă a rugăciunii.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Atâta timp cât nu încetezi să urci, treptele nu se vor termina; sub paşii tăi care urcă, ele se vor înmulţi la nesfârşit.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Traiesc, iar acest lucru imi este cat se poate de clar&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Sunt doua pacate principale din care toate celelalte pacate se nasc: nerabdarea si lenea.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Universul este un rezervor aproape neatins de valori şi de semnificaţii, iar un om nu trebuie să-şi piardă vlaga pentru că nu-l poate măsura.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Cei care ştiu să vadă, văd pretutindeni semnele unei atotputernice Înţelepciuni.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Orice fiinţă, cât de neînsemnată ar fi, constituie centrul unui cerc trasat în jurul ei.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Individualitatea cea mai răspândită printre scriitori constă, cum se ştie, din faptul că fiecare are un mod absolut deosebit de a-şi ascunde ceea ce are rău.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;E sigur că Duminica nu-mi poate aduce niciodată mai multe foloase decât ziua de lucru, pentru că prin orarul ei special îmi răstoarnă toate obiceiurile şi am nevoie de excedentul de timp liber ca să mă instalez, de bine, de rău, în această zi deosebită.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dezordinea, când nu eşti înzestrat decât cu mici talente, e tot ce poate fi mai rău.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Întrebărilor care nu dau singure răspuns nu li se va da răspuns niciodată.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nu pierdeţi timpul căutând obstacole; s-ar putea să nu existe.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Aceia care păstrează capacitatea de a aduna frumuseţea nu vor îmbătrâni niciodată.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A crede în progres nu înseamnă să crezi că a avut loc un progres.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Preoţii şi ritualurile sunt doar cârje pentru viaţa infirmă a sufletului.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.citatepedia.ro/citat.php?id=9278" title="Trimite prin e-mail"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-6065540528193810415?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/6065540528193810415/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=6065540528193810415' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/6065540528193810415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/6065540528193810415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/01/citate-de-franz-kafka.html' title='Citate de Franz Kafka'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-279061139643554798</id><published>2008-01-18T23:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:14.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O zi din viata unui emoU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R9E4yN5Sj4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZAHT6wcWcdw/s1600-h/12033996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R9E4yN5Sj4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZAHT6wcWcdw/s320/12033996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174979882199977858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00- M-a trezit surioara mai mica, iarasi a venit beata. Stie doar sa bea si sa mearga la concerte, ea nu ma iubeste… Eu cand eram de varsta ei aveam colectie de timbre. Iarasi nu pot sa adorm, va trebui sa-mi rod lacul de pe unghii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00- Imi rod lacul de pe unghii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00- Aproape ca m-a vazut maicamea ca imi rod lacul de pe unghii. Mi- a zis sa imi ridic din pat fundul de poponar necajit si sa ma duc la scoala. She makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:05- Am inceput sa ma pregatesc de scoala, mi-am imbracat pantalonii, stramti. Mai multe insigne, mai multe, mai multe. Fuck! Mi-am pierdut o insigna! I hate this stupide world. Sa nu imi uit caciula si sa-mi fac ochii cat mai negri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:20- M-a vazut sormea. A inceput sa rada. Punkista dracului!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:21- Mi-a cazut o insigna. Am agatat-o la loc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:28- Mi-a cazut o insigna. Am agatat-o la loc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:35- Mi-am pus caciula in cap, ies din casa si observ ca imi lipseste o insigna. Am gasit-o,am agatat-o la loc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:50- Mi-am pus un ciorap pe cap, nu caciula(ma gandeam de ce ma strange atat de rau caciula asta).!@#$ happens. M-am intors acasa, mi-am luat caciula, m-am dus la scoala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:20- Am intarziat la ora, nu m-au lasat sa intru in clasa, stau pe hol. Plang.&lt;br /&gt;8:41- S-a terminat ora, am intrat in clasa, mi-am aruncat geanta, am iesit pe sala si stateam trist.&lt;br /&gt;8:43- I hate my life. Stam cu emokids in cinci, plangem.&lt;br /&gt;9:00- Stau la ora si plang.&lt;br /&gt;9:10- M-au dat afara de la ora, stau pe sala, plang.&lt;br /&gt;9:15- M-am dus la baie.&lt;br /&gt;9:16- Am ajuns la baie sa ma pish. Am inceput sa plang, am uitat sa ma pis.&lt;br /&gt;9:17- Iesind de la baie mi-a cazut o insigna. In buda. L-am luat, l-am agatat la loc.&lt;br /&gt;9:18- Ma uit in oglinda, sunt dragut. Ar trebui sa-mi fac o poza.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R9E5pt5Sj7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/RnSE-W-Dsu0/s1600-h/12755140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R9E5pt5Sj7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/RnSE-W-Dsu0/s320/12755140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174980835682717618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:31- (pauza) Au venit emokids si au zis ca sunt tru. Trecea sormea pe langa mine si a inceput sa rada. I-am zis ca e rea. Ea mi-a dat un bocanc in fata. She makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;9:35- Emokids i-au zis ca nu are dreptate. A inceput sa ii bata pe toti cu bocancii.&lt;br /&gt;9:37- Am vrut sa fug, m-a batut din nou.&lt;br /&gt;9:44- Stau la ora , ma dor venele.&lt;br /&gt;10:10- Am scris scrisoarea de ramas bun pe banca.&lt;br /&gt;10:12- M-a vazut profa, m-a dat afara de la ora. Stau si plang.&lt;br /&gt;10:21- Stau la cantina. Am inceput sa plang, am uitat sa mananc. A trecut sormea pe langa mine si mi-a dat un capac. Iesind de la cantina mi-a cazut o insigna in vasul cu resturi. L-am luat, l-am agatat la loc.&lt;br /&gt;10:29- M-au vazut emokids si au zis ca sunt tru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.40- Stau la ora, imi scriu scrisoarea de ramas bun. Inca fara sange. Da-l in plm de sange, principal e sa fie cat mai trista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:50- Am terminat de scris, am incercat sa citesc si profa m-a dat afara. Iesind din clasa mi-a cazut o insigna, a cazut dupa calorifer, am ridicat-o si am agatat-o la loc.&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;1:11- (pauza) Emo kids au vazut insigna, au zis ca sunt tru. Le-am dat si lor sa citeasca scrisoarea. Au zis ca sunt si mai tru. Trece fratimiu, a citit si el scrisoarea si mi-a zis ca sunt un idiot, si ca ce fac nu e tru. Eu l-am intrebat ce e tru? El mi-a dat mp3-ul sa ascult la ore. Ramones si Sex Pistols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30- Ascultam muzica la ore si m-am speriat, am inceput sa plang! Am fugit din clasa. (eu stiam ca fratimiu asculta cacaturi, dar nu credeam ca atat de oribile). In timp ce fugeam mi-a cazut o insigna. Am ridicat-o, am pus-o la loc. M-a ajuns profu’ din urma, m-a luat de guler, m-a adus in clasa si mi-a spus ca sunt poponar. Dupa m-a dat afara din sala.&lt;br /&gt;12:45- Stau si plang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:50- (pauza) le-am dat baietilor sa asculte si ei la mp3. Costica a lesinat, vasile a inceput sa planga, Vova ne-a marturisit ca a ramas fara oja roz, si a intrat intr-o depresie, Lionia in tipete a fugit, i-a cazut o insigna. Fratimiu a vazut aceasta scena, mi-a luat mp3-ul , mi-a spart fata si a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R9E5TN5Sj6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/B9UWnM7D89A/s1600-h/12755250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R9E5TN5Sj6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/B9UWnM7D89A/s320/12755250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174980449135660962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; zis ca suntem…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13:00- Am inceput sa ma dau la Svetlana, mi-a zis ca sunt un poponar infect. Upi! Ma place! Stau si plang de bucurie.&lt;br /&gt;13:20- M-a dat afara profu’ din clasa.&lt;br /&gt;13:40- S-au terminat orele. I-am asteptat pe emokids. Pe rand scapand insigne si ridicadu-le ne-am dus spre casa. Ne-am inteles sa ne intalnim pe la 4.&lt;br /&gt;14:00- Am ajuns acasa, nu era nimeni, asa ca am pus Tokio Hotel, stau, imi rod lacul de pe unghii.&lt;br /&gt;14:20- A venit sormea si mi-a oprit casetofonul, s-a culcat.&lt;br /&gt;14:40- Am pornit casetofonul si am trezit-o pe sormea… Mi-a spart fata, am incercat sa ripostez…&lt;br /&gt;14:50- AAAA!!! She makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;15:00- Stau legat de calorifer cu un ciorap in gura, cu castile in urechi. Canta ceva oribil! I want to die.&lt;br /&gt;15:10- Pe la sormea au trecut niste tovarasi, am pus gecile pe mine si am inceput sa ma bata cu piciorele.&lt;br /&gt;15:20- A venit mama, a dat cu piciorul in gramada de haine si dupa gemetele scoase de mine si-a dat seama ca e cineva acolo&lt;br /&gt;15:30- Mama m-a dezlegat si m-a trimis dupa paine.&lt;br /&gt;16:00- Stau la alimentara la coada, langa mine stau niste baieti cheliosi si se uita ciudat la mine. (cred ca ma invidiaza ca am atatea insigne tari)&lt;br /&gt;16:10- M-au batut, mi-au luat banii, am incercat sa ma ridic , mi-a cazut o insigna, am agatat-o la loc.&lt;br /&gt;16:20- Am ajuns acasa, mama m-a batut si s-a dus dupa paine. @!#$ happens.&lt;br /&gt;16:30- Am intarziat la intalnirea cu emokids.&lt;br /&gt;16:35- Emokids au zis ca nu mai sunt tru.&lt;br /&gt;16:37- Mi-a cazut o insigna.&lt;br /&gt;16:40- Ne-am impacat cu emokids. Stam si plangem.&lt;br /&gt;16:55- A trecut un punkist pe langa noi. I-am zis ca e un dobitoc si sa se duca in p***** noastre. Si tot grupul nostrum (25 de personae) l-am batut! Ce adevarati suntem!!!&lt;br /&gt;17:10- Au venit 10 punkisti si ne-au batut rau de tot. ce prosti, oricum noi suntem mai tru!!!&lt;br /&gt;17:30- Adunam marunt pentru bere. (upi! Ce tru suntem)&lt;br /&gt;17:32- Vanzatoarea nu vroia sa ne dea bere.&lt;br /&gt;17:35- Am reusit sa o convingem pe vanzatoare sa ne dea bere, am luat 2 litri. (upi! Suntem mai tru de cat toti!)&lt;br /&gt;17:50- Vroiam sa deschidem, a venit sora mea si inca 4 punkisti, ne-au luat berea.&lt;br /&gt;18:00- Treceau trei tipe pe strada, am inceput sa ma dau la ele, au venit in spre mine si mi-au zis ca sunt un virgin neputincios , si sa le las in pace de poponar infect ce sunt… ce sexy sunt, ele sigur ma vor si ma invidiaza, pentru ca am machiajul mai tru!!!&lt;br /&gt;18:15- Vova ne-a zis ca e virgin si a intrat in depresie.&lt;br /&gt;18:20- Am vazut o nunta, alexandru a zis ca mireasa e imbracata in alb pentru ca e… (am hotarat sa ne imbracam de maine numai in alb).&lt;br /&gt;18:30- Am ajuns acasa, am mancat, si m-am dus sa ma uit la desene.&lt;br /&gt;17:00- S-au terminat desenele si m-am asezat sa imi scriu ultimul ravas.&lt;br /&gt;17:20- Ascult tokio hotel, e o formatie emo…&lt;br /&gt;19:00- A venit surioara mea mai mica, m-a batut si a plecat…&lt;br /&gt;21:00- Mama mi-a zis sa ma culc. “mama am deja 17 ani, pot sa ma rad pe picioare?”&lt;br /&gt;21:05- M-a batut mama la fund. Stau in pat si incerc sa adorm. @!#$!!&lt;br /&gt;21:10- Nu pot sa adorm, unde-mi sunt unghiile alea vopsite?&lt;br /&gt;21:15- Mi-am ros lacul de pe unghii. Am adormit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like lool :D ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;c scrie mai sus e pura fictiune .. nu e vb de mine .. am avut un model foarte bun care m-a inspirat :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-279061139643554798?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/279061139643554798/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=279061139643554798' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/279061139643554798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/279061139643554798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-zi-din-viata-unui-emou.html' title='O zi din viata unui emoU'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R9E4yN5Sj4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZAHT6wcWcdw/s72-c/12033996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-62386346886394694</id><published>2008-01-10T21:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:14.428+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Antimioritza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R4aB7WCSElI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zWhT7Mh1Bbc/s1600-h/gigibecali001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R4aB7WCSElI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zWhT7Mh1Bbc/s200/gigibecali001.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153949680099529298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erau 3 zile fara rost&lt;br /&gt;Si 3 ciobani fara adapost&lt;br /&gt;Unul era un pic mai prost&lt;br /&gt;Stia voltajul pe de rost&lt;br /&gt;O oaie avea gura mare&lt;br /&gt;Spunea ca vor sa mi-l omoare&lt;br /&gt;El nu si nu vor sa ma-nsoare&lt;br /&gt;Baiat destept nevoie mare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refren: Ce vina avea saraca oaie&lt;br /&gt;Ca ciobanul n-avea coaie? (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erau 3 zile fara rost&lt;br /&gt;Nici iarba nu era ce-a fost&lt;br /&gt;Oaia il tot avertiza&lt;br /&gt;El tot la party se gandea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refren: Ce vina avea saraca oaie&lt;br /&gt;Ca ciobanul n-avea coaie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De aia am ajuns asa&lt;br /&gt;Miorita oaia mea&lt;br /&gt;D-aia am ajuns asa&lt;br /&gt;Resemnarea-i tara mea&lt;br /&gt;D-aia am ajuns asa&lt;br /&gt;Miorita oaia mea&lt;br /&gt;D-aia am ajuns aia&lt;br /&gt;Resemnarea-i tara mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refren: Ce vina avea saraca oaie&lt;br /&gt;Ca ciobanul n-avea coaïe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-62386346886394694?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/62386346886394694/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=62386346886394694' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/62386346886394694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/62386346886394694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/01/antimioritza.html' title='Antimioritza'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R4aB7WCSElI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zWhT7Mh1Bbc/s72-c/gigibecali001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-1805562161167519998</id><published>2008-01-09T21:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:50:25.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 reasons why to date an architect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. all night long, all night strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. we are damn good with our hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. if we can commit to chipboard, relationships should be easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. you should see the things we errect. ( la moDul general)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. use to doing things over and over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. finishing early never happenes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. we know the true meaning of interpretation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. creative positioning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. work well in groups &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. entry and passage are always exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;! NOT MINE ... GZ TO ALEKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-1805562161167519998?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/1805562161167519998/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=1805562161167519998' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1805562161167519998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/1805562161167519998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-10-reasons-why-to-date-architect.html' title='Top 10 reasons why to date an architect'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-6319629647858600323</id><published>2008-01-06T23:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:14.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>B A T E    B A B A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R4KuLWCSEkI/AAAAAAAAABw/-2zB8r2jME0/s1600-h/baba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R4KuLWCSEkI/AAAAAAAAABw/-2zB8r2jME0/s320/baba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152872433582215746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. dupa titlu stiu ca va asteptati sa fie .. ceva dreamy .. ei bine nu e cruda realitate pe care o traim cu totii mai ales dak obijnuiesti sa iei mijlocul de transport in comun ... here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;bate baba cat e-n viatza / nu-i ceda locul in 'buz&lt;br /&gt;/ ca ea pute ca o ratza / de aia devi confuz /&lt;br /&gt;ca ea are 3 sabene / pline doar cu bunatatzi /&lt;br /&gt;are acolo un pepene / si rosii si castraveti /&lt;br /&gt;cumparate in za morning / cand si eu ma duc la "lic"&lt;br /&gt;/ un pumn in gura o sa-i frig / si doua picioare in cap /&lt;br /&gt;dar ea este nesimtita / vrea sa stea pe locul meu /&lt;br /&gt;de timp este depasita / si eu o injuur mereu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;poezie dedicata tuturor fosilelor.. and.. fosili :)) care umbla cu autobuzele doar de dragul de a se plimba :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va multumesc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-6319629647858600323?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/6319629647858600323/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=6319629647858600323' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/6319629647858600323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/6319629647858600323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2008/01/iarna-de-mai.html' title='B A T E    B A B A'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R4KuLWCSEkI/AAAAAAAAABw/-2zB8r2jME0/s72-c/baba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-371354123435933856</id><published>2007-12-18T20:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T20:47:43.265+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Zi de circ !</title><content type='html'>Astazi .. a fost ... o zi de circ :)) shi o sa zic despre ea in cele ce urmeaza :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Incep prin .. bunul, scumpul shi nelipsitul drum catre scoala.. facut ca de fiecare data cu 43`u,&lt;br /&gt;de la gara se anuntza o calatorie interesanta shi plina de aventuri, injuraturi, galagie, cearta shi aglomeratie ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;pentru inceput , o aglomerati de nedescris .. dar prin minune am reushit sa prind loc shi sa ma feresc de multimea de oameni care se impingea sa urce in autobuz&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;toate bune shi frumoase ... pana cand.. s-au inchis ushile autobuzului ... pe fundal a inceput sa se auda un zgomot apetisant :)) ... 4 tiganushi care cantau tipau shi jucau capra de zor prin multimea de oameni&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;coborati inca de la a 2-a statie, tiganushii au fist inlocuiti de 2 oameni suparati pe viatza.. turci sau machedoni .. ca nu stiu in ce limba vorbeau ... care se lua aiurea de oamenii din autobuz .. invicand faptul ca romanii shi-au luat nasul pe sus :))) ; am avut noroc .. am scapat cu bine ... dar.. altii sau ales cu injuraturi shi chiar cu o palma pste cap  .. ah da sa va aduc aminte ca eram intr`un mijloc de transport in comun :)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;coborati shi acesti indivizi ... au inceput nijte babe excomuniste sa il laude, preamareasca shi pomeneasca pe ceaushescu ..( shi da scriu cu litera mica pt ca pt mine nu inseamna nimik) .. shi se certau aceste babe frustrate ... shi pana la urma au cazut d comun acord ca  ar fi mai bine sa treaca la alt subiect shi anume telenovelele ... :))&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;ajunsa la scoala .. nam hotarat sa merem la o ciocolata calda shi sa dezertam din meleagurile literaturii romane :)) ... ajunse in restaurant .. din 2 mijcari am reushit sa strik o bricheta nou`noutza \:d/ ...  .. shi brush nea apucat rasu :)) shi am continuat asha toata ziua&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;later this day. ...:)) am reushit sami strik shi telefonu... dar de data asta cu o singura mishcare :)))  .. saracu .. a intrat in coma ... i sa bulit ... pentru cateva minute cam tot in el .. la faza ca nu se mai aprindea :))) ... au urmat intregi operatiuni de resuscitare :)) .. efectuae cu succes .. :D TRAIESTE :)) shi sunt foarte mandra d el :))&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;ziua s-a incheiat :)) urath .. cu o ora intreaga de fizica :)) in care rofu a vb despre el, shi numa despre el .. shi in 10 minute cik am facut shi noi fizica.. dar.. sincera sa fiu numi amintesc.. eram prea ocupata sa motzai :))&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; In fine .. ziua asta.. a fost .. un adevarat circ :)) la care am fost spectator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-371354123435933856?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/371354123435933856/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=371354123435933856' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/371354123435933856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/371354123435933856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/12/zi-de-circ.html' title='Zi de circ !'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-3884068890980647236</id><published>2007-12-14T21:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:14.855+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Orashul Preferat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R2Lr12CSEiI/AAAAAAAAABg/jLL5tLMZQLs/s1600-h/DSC01464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R2Lr12CSEiI/AAAAAAAAABg/jLL5tLMZQLs/s400/DSC01464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143933034681209378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa incep prin a spune ca imi place foarte mult sa calatoresc prin tara .. stit voi sa descoperiti orashe noi, sa vizitati muzee and stuff ... am sa incerc sa fac clasamentul primelor 5 cele mai frumoase orase dupa parerea mea :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pe locul 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; ... pot spune ca .. am plasat in inima mea .. brasovul .. eh poate vi se pare ciudat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;dar nu am ramas prea incantata cand am fost prin BRASOV.. shi nam fost o singura data&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;in fine... spiritul orashului d munte se simte foarte bine dar... parca ii lipseste ceva .. :-?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Fav Spot: umm ... cred ca poiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pe locul 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;se califica cu brio CLUJUL .. may c sa va zic de cluj... ma duc aproape in fiecare an shi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;de fiecare data am ramas placut impresionata :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Fav spot: Cetatuie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pe locul 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;se califica cu mentiune :)) SIBIUU :X ... deci.. am fost asta vara in Sibiu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;shi pur shi simplu mam indragostit d acest orash:X e mirific, e vechi, e frumos, e ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;e superb ! .. oameni prietenoshi... soferi d taxi dragutzi :)) atmosfera placuta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Fav Spot: Piata mare &amp;amp; Piata mica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pe Locul 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;sa nu uitam frumoasa shi aglomerata noastra capitala .. uhum.. ati ghicit BUCURESTI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;cemi place la Bucureshti? simplu tocmai aglomerati shi senzatia aia care te imbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;sa traiesti ... multe magazine, multi oameni, multe parcuri METROU:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Fav Spots : Cishmigiu, Metrou`, Mall, umm... ah shi Muzeul Satului&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pe Locul 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;normal ca puneam Constanta :D ... pt ca aici mam nascut, pentru ca sunt legata de mare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;si de nisip, pentru ca aici tot timpu e mai cald iarna decat in tzara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;pentru ca vara e cea mai buna distractie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;pentru ca vin turisti shi cunoshti multi oamnei noi shi interesanti :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fav spots: PLaja, Costinesti, Vama, Tabacarie, Centru`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fav Pubs &amp;amp; BArs: Asterix :)), Morgana, Wish, Taclale, El comandante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so .. thats all.. va astept shi p voi sami ziceti orashele voastre preferate :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-3884068890980647236?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/3884068890980647236/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=3884068890980647236' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/3884068890980647236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/3884068890980647236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/12/orashul-preferat.html' title='Orashul Preferat'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/R2Lr12CSEiI/AAAAAAAAABg/jLL5tLMZQLs/s72-c/DSC01464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-6068348573103268676</id><published>2007-12-05T21:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:53:23.911+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VISE</title><content type='html'>uite la c mam gandit ... hai sa ..va ... pornesc :)) intr`un fel sami scrieti cele mai idioate/traznite/interesante/frumoase/color/alb-negru/&lt;br /&gt;interesante/greu de inteles etc ... vise pe care leatzi avut vreodata :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shi cand zic vise.. ma refer la visele d noapte .. cand dormi shi sforai :) .. okay ia sa va aud :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; pana una alta .. intrati shi aici shi dati un vot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.alcoolulnutefacemare.ro/concurs-filme/participanti-detalii.php?eid=62&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-6068348573103268676?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/6068348573103268676/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=6068348573103268676' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/6068348573103268676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/6068348573103268676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/12/vise.html' title='VISE'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-4932658555903760768</id><published>2007-11-22T17:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T17:49:46.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tunsu` Un Ritual Al PURIfiCarii?</title><content type='html'>.. hey .. cine candava a spus ceva de genu ca tunsu este un adevarat ritual al purificarii, al scaparii intr`un fel d... tot ce ai trait .. un nou inceput in viatza ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ei bine.. cand am auzit aceste lucru mi sa parut genial! .. shi de atunci .. ma duc la frizer cu drag.. gata sa mai scap de cativa centimetrii din ciufu meu pe care il pretuiam asha de mult cand eram mica :0 .. ei da sa vezi colac peste pupaza c am patito azi .. numa RITUAL DE PURIFICARE nu a fost :)) mai degraba ritual de scoatere din minti : .. cum am pashit de pragul frizeriei mele preferate .. am auzit acorduri de manele :)) undeva in fundal =)) .. ei bine .. nu imi permiteam sa plec .. shi sa`mi las stilista balta :)) dar park nici nu indrazneam sai spun ca ma deranjeaza muzica ca poate se razbuna pe parul meu :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh .. vreau sa spun ca am numarat secundele din fiecere manea care rula linijtita pe taraf :)) shi am obs ca treceau 125 de secunde shi intra iar shi iar aceeashi melodie stresanta :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIRUAL DE PURIFICARE HUH? well think again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;la un moment dat.. pot spune ca intr`un fel mam integrat in atmosfera :)) bine.. in sensul ca ma obijnuisem cu ritmurile orientale ..:)) shi nici nu le mai auzeam! ajunsesem la performanta de ami astupa urechile cu cele mai mari dupuri antifonice posibile :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-4932658555903760768?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/4932658555903760768/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=4932658555903760768' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4932658555903760768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4932658555903760768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/11/tunsu-un-ritual-al-purificarii.html' title='Tunsu` Un Ritual Al PURIfiCarii?'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-483705695294534016</id><published>2007-11-09T11:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:22.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill out session</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RzRSJikd7uI/AAAAAAAAABU/YcJx_GNa2xc/s1600-h/referenzen+bild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RzRSJikd7uI/AAAAAAAAABU/YcJx_GNa2xc/s400/referenzen+bild.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130816199333900002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today ... am avut norocu de a ma simti rau ... deci prin urmare nu am fost la scoala ( yupiii ) ... mam hotarat deci .. sa citesc o carte buna, langa o cana de ceai cald... iar pe fundal sami pun o muzica de klitate ceva.. relaxant :D ...&lt;br /&gt;dar dintr`o data mia venit ideea sa pun nijte versuri care .. mie imi plac.. nu intr`un mod special.. dar imi plac ... so ... here it goes (ordinea e aleatorie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                          Him - Close to the flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The kiss sweetest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And touch so warm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The smile kindest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; In this world so cold and strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So close to the flame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Burning brightly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; It won't fade away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And leave us lonely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The arms safest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; And words, so good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The faith deepest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; In this world so cold and cruel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... hm... o formatie de chill out care o ascult aproape in fiecare zi ar fi ... Thievery Corporation ... sunt.. superbi .. au o combinatie reushita intre raggae shi ..un fel de trance.. nu.. e mult spus .. chill out .. relax music.. ceva in genu .. oricoom nu pot fi descrisi in cuvinte .. deci tre sa`i ascultati neaparat :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thievery Corporation - Untill morning comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I keep on fear, keep on loathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Nothing brings it on I keep on falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Decide what it is I can not find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;It's subsides what you make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Never feel like you're gonna break it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;It's gonna be alright alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep until the morning comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;The sun will warm your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep until the morning comes for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Til the morning it's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I can walk into the sunlight, into the day, into the day, to the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I feel it falling, nothing comes to my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Bring it on in a different tide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I feel alright, alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I feel strong, i feel rigid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;It's nothing to do with the vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Oh feels so right, so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep on tight, sleep on tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep until the sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep until sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep on tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep on tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep on tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep on tight, til the sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sleep on tight, til the sunlight burns you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Til the sunlight burns you happy, till the sunlight burns a happy hole in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;In your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;In your heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sper ca o sa ascultati macar thievery corporation ... macar o melodie acolo.. cea data de mine ca exemplu e foarte :X dreamy :) ... anyway se you later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-483705695294534016?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/483705695294534016/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=483705695294534016' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/483705695294534016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/483705695294534016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/11/chill-out-session.html' title='Chill out session'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RzRSJikd7uI/AAAAAAAAABU/YcJx_GNa2xc/s72-c/referenzen+bild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-8401453119004974004</id><published>2007-11-07T22:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:23.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vreau sa racesk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RzIrELhWLrI/AAAAAAAAABM/uRrQrYNTnOM/s1600-h/boogers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RzIrELhWLrI/AAAAAAAAABM/uRrQrYNTnOM/s400/boogers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130210276340543154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello stiu ca nam mai scris de mult.. pt ca nam avut timp .. uite c idee traznita mia venit de curand... mam saturat de scoala.. vreau sa racesc k sa am un motiv intemeiat de a sta acasa ... pt ca mama mea e f corecta shi nu vrea sami ia scutire p blat .. oricoom ea deja ma indoapa cu pastile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aseara mia venit aceasta idee de a raci .. numa ca nu pot sa racesc asha d simplu ca altii :))&lt;br /&gt;ma gandeam la metode eficiente de a raci ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. pt mine cade faza cu... dupa ora de sport sa bei apa rece .ca. poate poate raceshti faci roshu in gat etc... deci.. e o abureala faza asta ..:)) dak va spun ca asta iarna la minus 10 yo mancam inghetzata shi nam patit nik :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. te speli pe cap shi ieshi afara cu paru ud ... neeh nici asta nu e buna .. yo ma spal cu apa rece shi nu patesc nimik :-??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. o idee care am vazuto intr`un film... sa mergi cu autobuzu ... shi cand vezi o persoana racita.. primul pas ar fi sa te duci langa ea ... apoi dak tusheshte sau stranuta ... incearca sa te apropii de ea cum nai facuto niciodata eventual sa inspiri stranutu =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. un bun prieten imi spunea sa fac o baie deaia fierbinte shi apoi sa ies afara :)) pe balcoon dak ai .. shi sa stai acolo pana faci tzurturi :)) ( mia zis ca asta da rezultate nam incercato.. dar dak nu racesc in urmatoarele 2 sapt.. jur ca incerc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. o alta idee tampita :)) e sa.. scoti cap[u pe geam cand mergi cu mashina/autobuzu ... eventual sa stai shi cu limba scoasa :))) credeti`ma .. e cea mai buna metoda de a raci &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. dak chiar nu raceshti, sacrificati banii de buzunar pe o saptamana shi dute la medicu tau shi cumparai ceva in schimbul unei amarate scutiri :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. stiu ca sunt anormala.. dar sper sa racesc sapt asta ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you spe ca va vor fi de ajutor chestiile enumerate mai sus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-8401453119004974004?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/8401453119004974004/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=8401453119004974004' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/8401453119004974004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/8401453119004974004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/11/vreau-sa-racesk.html' title='Vreau sa racesk'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RzIrELhWLrI/AAAAAAAAABM/uRrQrYNTnOM/s72-c/boogers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-4779720483579375701</id><published>2007-10-27T20:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:23.769+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ejti prea mic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RyOL3bhWLqI/AAAAAAAAABE/V0eCdS0xqMU/s1600-h/cezarl_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RyOL3bhWLqI/AAAAAAAAABE/V0eCdS0xqMU/s400/cezarl_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126094585274445474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;bia ajtepti sa ajungi la o varsta la care tu te consideri destul de matur ... de matur.. k sa ieshi in orash seara sa stai pana la ce ora vrei, sa te descurci singur, sa nu mai fii obligat sa le dai parintilor explicatii peste explicatii, sa .. fi intr`un cuvant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;INDEPENDENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; .. dar cand atingi varsta aia? ... cat de tarziu sau cat de devreme ..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;cand este timpul sa te maturizezi? sa scapi de parintii tai... shi sa te descurci de unul singur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;oare este bine sa traiesti topt timpu sub aripa protectoare a parintilor ... sau sa scapi de acest sentiment de siguranta cat mai repede? ca .. pana la urma urmei tot singur pe lume o sa ajungi ... shi no sa mai ai incotro .. iar atunci.. chiar ca trebuie sa te descurci de unul singur ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;oare depindem asha de mult de parintii nostrii incat ... dak vrei neaparat sa mergi intr`o seara undeva iar ei iti spun ca nu t lasa ... iar tu in prima faza nu asculti de ei dupa care .. intr`un final tot n`apuci sa mergi din cauza alor tai ... Este bine ca parintii sa fie prea grijulii cu tine? sau mai bine ar fi dak tear lasa sa faci c vrei cu viatza ta, cu tine.... shi cu viitorul tau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;stiu ca ei sunt aici ca sa te sfatuiasca, sa te indrume in viatza ca pana la urma ei au trecut prin ce trecem shi noi la randul nostru ... dar oare e bine sa luam ca bune sfaturile lor? ... in primul rand ei au trait in alte timpuri .. cu alte obiceiuri ... ei nu au de unde sa stie cum este lumea acum mai ales din perspectiva unui adolescent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Este bine sa`i invinuim pe partintii nostrii pentru toate esecurile noastre, pentru toate concertele ratate, pentru faptul ca toti prietenii te considera un ... om fara viatza .. care sta toata ziua in casa .. care nu stie sa se distreze.. care nu`i de "gashk"? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;dar cel mai important ... e bine sa ne suparam pe parintii nostrii?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;.... yo una nu am raspunsuri la toate aceste intrebari ... dar stiu sigura ca sunt a naibii de suparata pe parintii mei in momentul acesta .. shi nu cred ca o sa`i iert toata viatza mea ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-4779720483579375701?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/4779720483579375701/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=4779720483579375701' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4779720483579375701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/4779720483579375701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/10/ejti-prea-mic.html' title='Ejti prea mic'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RyOL3bhWLqI/AAAAAAAAABE/V0eCdS0xqMU/s72-c/cezarl_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-2283141700753030946</id><published>2007-10-20T20:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:24.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop rasismului</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RxpGST6CA9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/r2Ev_xEqrWk/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RxpGST6CA9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/r2Ev_xEqrWk/s400/Image034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123484806482625490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RxpGOj6CA8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/AFZY1_6ip50/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RxpGOj6CA8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/AFZY1_6ip50/s400/Image033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123484742058116034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RxpGIj6CA7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/PUJkPdGOepA/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RxpGIj6CA7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/PUJkPdGOepA/s400/Image032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123484638978900914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-2283141700753030946?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/2283141700753030946/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=2283141700753030946' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2283141700753030946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2283141700753030946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/10/stop-rasismului.html' title='Stop rasismului'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RxpGST6CA9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/r2Ev_xEqrWk/s72-c/Image034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-150549717532712411</id><published>2007-10-17T21:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:49:06.613+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A venit toamna ... acopera`mi NASUL cu ceva</title><content type='html'>.. mda ... a venit toamna... shi asta se simte mai ales in autobuze :))) (dak stiti la ce ma refer) .. ei bine dak nu stiti datimi voie sa va explic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vedetzi voi dragilor cititori pliktisiti ai blogului meu, toamna este anotimpul prea frumos in care lumea incepe incet, incet sa mai puna cate un cojocel in plus ca sa tina de cald. Ei bine nu am nimik cu lumea care se imbraca bine ( yeah suure ) .. dar ash avea o sugestie de dat moshuletzilor shi babutzelor noastre din toate timpurile: BAAH AERISITI`va (dak nu spalativa) hainile inainte de a le imbraca !!! shi scutitine pe totzi de mirosul dulce amarui care te face sa lacrimezi, de naftalina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fratilor.. plz.. va rog yo mult.. in calitate de calator zilnic cu 43`u ... bah spalativa mah ..!! ( mam obijnuit cu mirosul aprig, intepator de transpiratie.. shi de putoare pe care o afisheaza unii moshuletzi dornici de aventuri extreme ... dar mirosul de ... naftalina e ceva nou .. ink nu miam obijnuit nasul ... daka shi maine voi mai fi asaltata de .. aceste arome imbietoare o sami iau ca metoda de prevenire o masca de gaze ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presimt ca maine o sami curga sange din nas la cat d intepatoare sunt miresmele :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vam lasat &gt;:D&lt; papa`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;partea a 2-a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deci.. cred ca o sa fac o rubrica cu cele mai najpa miresme din 43 =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de ex .. azi 18 oct: mirosea a salam cu fasole shi varza murata :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-150549717532712411?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/150549717532712411/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=150549717532712411' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/150549717532712411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/150549717532712411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/10/venit-toamna-acoperami-nasul-cu-ceva.html' title='A venit toamna ... acopera`mi NASUL cu ceva'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-2035796113302496849</id><published>2007-10-10T20:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:41:17.288+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciorile revolutions :))</title><content type='html'>bah .. :))) azi cand am ajuns la gara .. la 8 shi un sfert .. am observat ceva bucurator! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIORILE MELE ... NU MAI ZBURAU IN CIREADA DEASUPRA CAPULUI ci statea cuminti in copaci .. incercand sa se culce.&lt;br /&gt;acum stau shi ma intreb... oare au citit blogul? shi sau simtit ... shi c au zis .. hai ma sa nu mai zburam ... ca cn stie c ne face asta :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway trecem peste acest subiect boooring :))  shi va spun ca abia ajtept balu baaah ... cu toate ca nu mai sunt boboaca ... dar... abia ajtept sa`i iau p boboci la dans :))) sa ma distrez cu ei :&gt; uhuhuh :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planul meu cel mare este sa ma imbat pula la bal :)) noroc ca ma duc cu fratimiu.. are cn sa ma aduca :)) acasa intreaga \:d/ ... maine dau test la mate shi yo stau shi va scriu voua .. devoratorilor de bloguri :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. ahh ... ca rasp la sub anterior .. adik postul trecut.. azi .. am avut o zi formidabila..  ... miam torturat toti colegii cu free hugs :)) m-au intrebat dak am patit ceva :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vam mai zis ca abia ajtept balu!? :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah da LA MULTI ANI RALUCA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probavil ma consideeatzi stupida in momentul de fatza ... :)) shi plik cu chestiile mele booring/// dar hey nu t oblig sa citeshti ... DAR DAK CITESHTI macar lasa shi tu un comment...  :)) ah da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vezi peste cateva zile ... ca o sa primiti masuri pe mess cu :VREAU SHI YO COMMENT PE BLOG :)) .. dar hey... yo am venit cu ideea :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAtA mai copii au incepur carcotashii .. ma duc la tembelizor :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bafta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-2035796113302496849?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/2035796113302496849/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=2035796113302496849' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2035796113302496849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2035796113302496849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/10/ciorile-revolutions.html' title='Ciorile revolutions :))'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-5509783737808137393</id><published>2007-10-09T21:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:24.772+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ceva mai personal</title><content type='html'>hello ... incarc iar blogul cu "tampenii" deoarece nu am altceva de facut... de obicei la ora asta.. eo ... eram pe visualart.ro ... dar cum nu mere siteul.. nuj c sa fac altceva.. asha ca mam hotarat sa scriu astazi despre STARILE DE SPIRIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RwvguD6CA6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/N7LF6qAWjtY/s1600-h/ccd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RwvguD6CA6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/N7LF6qAWjtY/s320/ccd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119432483364012962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. ati obs.. sau poate nuh .. ca atunci cand ai o zi superba.. shi te simti f bine... de iti vine sa iei pe toata lumea in bratze shi totul pare ca merge perfect ... eh bine a 2`a zi.. te simti de kkt.. de parca toata lumea are ceva cu tine shi tu ceva cu ei ... de parca itit cade cerul in cap.. shi ai toate responsabilitatile din lume in grija ta ... nuj dak voua vi s`a intamplat dar eo patesc asta tot timpu ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de ex.. acuma... 9 oct ma simt.. extraordinar d bine deshi la scoala am dormit toate 7 orele :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar presimt ca maine.. va fi o zi d kkt... dar... macar o sa trec peste ea cu zambetul pe buze pt ca asha imi sta in fire ... deshi .. uneori.. cand am o zi proasta imi doresc ca toata lumea sa dispara din calea mea :)) practic ... in ziua aia.. ignor pe toata lumea .. de parca nici nu exista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sfatul meu.. este ca sa nu va bucuratzi prea mult intr`o anumita zi ... pt ca urmatoarea va fi foarte nasoala ... bine acum nu va zic sa fiti EMoi :)) dar va zic sa va controlati bucuria... shi so gradatzi k sa zic asha ... so o pastratzi sh pentru zile mai proaste :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey cam atata am avut d zis azi .. cam putin shi cam aiurea ... dar simteam nevoia sa scriu chestia asta :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-5509783737808137393?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/5509783737808137393/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=5509783737808137393' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5509783737808137393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/5509783737808137393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/10/ceva-mai-personal.html' title='Ceva mai personal'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RwvguD6CA6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/N7LF6qAWjtY/s72-c/ccd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-8779979396545731941</id><published>2007-10-08T20:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T20:37:06.758+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciorile de la gara ...</title><content type='html'>Ati observat .. bine cei care au drum la gara seara .. cate ciori se strang in parcul ala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moaaa.. deci pe bune... ciorile alea sunt mai multe chiar decat tiganii din piatza chiliei!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atatea ciori pe metru patrat nu am vazut in viatza mea ... cand am ajuns asta seara la gara ... k sa iau 5`u sa ma duc acasa .. am fost asaltata la propiu de o cireada de ciori :)) care tot se fatzaiau deasupra capului meu` ... yo ca tot omu care se gandeshte la el shi la hainele lui ... am naufragiat sub un copac sa nu cumva sa ma trezesc cu un cadou de la prietenele mele. Indignata de turma de ciori care zburau mai ceva ca musca la kkt ... ma intrebam cum de sunt singura persoana care s-a retras sub copac? ... oare celorlalti nu le era teama? ... sau aveau nevoie de o dovada anume ca au trecut in acel moment... pe la gara?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cum ar fi sa vezi ... 2 oameni cu gainatz in cap ... spunandu`shi: ... hey ai un gainatz in par ... da stiu ... shi tu ai unul pe fatza .. stiu dragaa .. dar lasa ca face bine la ten .. exfoliaza celulele moarte :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ... ar putea fi o descoperire ... :)) gel de curatzare a fetzei cu gainatz d ciori :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ati mai obs... ca de cand cu ciorile astea ... prin parca la gara ... sunt din ce in ce mai multi pigmei pacolo? ... i mean ... tigani .. sau rromi cum le place sa li se zica ... parca ishi dau intalnire plm :)))pigmeii cu telefoane cu manele shi haine albe sa nu se vada gainatzu in orice eventualitate, iar ciorile ... in negru, serioase ... shi cu croncanitul lor inconfundabil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey tocmai mia venit o idee :)) ciorile negru, pigmeii in alb ...:))) parca ar fi o pereche gata de insuratoare =)) ... in fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sper ca in urmatoarele zile.. cand tre pe la gara ... sa nu primesc niciun cadou neajteptat din partea ciorilor ... shi sper ca... dak imi va citi cineva blogu :)) sa nu`mi ocupe singurul loc sigur de la gara .. acela fiind sub un copac (ps: sper sa se tireze ciorile inainte sa`i cada frunzele la copac... or else ... va tre sa spal foarte des :)) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya later mate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-8779979396545731941?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/8779979396545731941/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=8779979396545731941' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/8779979396545731941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/8779979396545731941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/10/ciorile-de-la-gara.html' title='Ciorile de la gara ...'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-2930975490914169393</id><published>2007-10-06T20:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T20:09:43.162+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPRE PUNK</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey again... azi sunt foarte pornita in a demonstra ce este acela punk adevarat .. shi ce inseamna sa fii punker ... nu copii ajtia mici cu bashini in cap .. care asc rbd shi tokio bordel ... nu wanna beurile care se cred punkeri shi au freza emo shi nu jtiu ce`i ala alcool, tigari, distractie, libertate, independenta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiar daca pare foarte aproape de realitate, nu asta este adevarata imagine, nici macar a punk-ului romanesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EU STIU CINE SUNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiar acum schimbam aceasta imagine. Daca punk-ul nu moare, demonstreza totul !&lt;br /&gt;Dar la noi traieste la reanimare si dau vina in primul rand pe societate, pe autoritati si pe represiune.&lt;br /&gt;Punk-ul este o alternativa, un stil de viata artistic si o moda periculoasa. Punk-ul inseamna libertate, deci izolarea este de neconceput.Punk-ul este mai mult decat o muzica, a devenit o arta mult mai complexa.&lt;br /&gt;E foarte bine ca rezista punk-rock-ul clasic, dar orice influente sunt binevenite. Oricum punk-ul ofera mai multe alternative: hardcore, noise-industrial, crust, dark-wave, gothic, death-rock. Libertatea, poate parea prea putin spus dar pt. mine acest cuvant are o foarte mare greutate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca punk-ist esti un anarhist sincer, lucid si zapacit in acelasi timp. Iar ca anarhist esti un punk - ist serios. Punk-istii au ales filosofia anarhista, -acum anarhistii aleg muzica punk. Fiecare se influenteaza si se completeaza reciproc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avand in vedere evenimentele din ultimul timp, imi intaresc parerea ca punk-ul a reanviat anarhismul, l-a transpus prin intermediul tinerilor in lumea moderna. Ce inseamna sa iei atitudine ? Inseamna in primul rand sa-ti schimbi viata, sa o cureti de gunoaiele societatii, care ti-au fost impuse. Sa fii tu insuti, iar de aici totul vine de la sine: sa fii atent, apoi sa comunici, apoi sa planifici, apoi sa pui bombe, apoi sa evadezi din puscarie, apoi sa participi la revolutie, apoi... sa stii ca nu glumesc deloc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cine are rabdare sa asculte-&gt;simte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muzica punk pare primitiva, dar de fapt este cea mai moderna. Punk-ul este extrem de complicat, inseamna sa te adaptezi prin refuz si sa-ti pastrezi personalitatea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muzica punk pare simpla si zgomotoasa doar pt. snobi si ignoranti. Mi se pare cel mai simplu mod sa exprimi greutatile si sentimentele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punk-ul ne vorbeste despre tot: suferinta, protest, prietenie, suflet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibliografie ... asc mama Exploited, Ramones, Sex Pistols, NOFX, Muse, Guano Apes,Green Day, Blink182(care nu mai sunt), Fenix Tx,Arctic Monkeys,Rage Anaginst The machine,RANCID,Sum41,SUBLIME,The Distilers .. etc. ... nu mai Asc PORCARII DE FORMATII!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msi pt citire &gt;:) .. mda.. sunt yo mi suparata p viatza :))) ca nam bani ...  shi de la bani porneste totul ..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-2930975490914169393?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/2930975490914169393/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=2930975490914169393' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2930975490914169393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/2930975490914169393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='DESPRE PUNK'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-267976419828319153</id><published>2007-10-04T21:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:43:50.332+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ce apreciez shi ce nu apreciez la o persoana ...</title><content type='html'>buna again .. cu intentia de a alfa mai multe despre mine.. shi cam cei cu mn ... mam hotarat sa va spun c apreciez yo la o persoana shi ce nu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all .. ce apreciez la o persoana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sinceritatea ... pentru ca, nu suport minciuna.. nu suport sa fiu mintita in faza ... imi place sa aflu adevarul chiar dak .. ma va "rani" cu ceva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. persoana respectiva sa fie interesata .. dar shi un bun prieten.. in sensu ca .. atunci cand vorbeshti cu ea.. despre o pb anume.. sa stie sa te asculte.. sa nu se gandesca in alta parte shi tu sa vb degeaba .. shi apoi sa stie sa itit dea un sfat bun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. simtul umorului ... e o calitate pe care eu o apreciez f mult :)) ... pentru ca shi yo sunt mai zambareatza .. shi nu suport viatza monotona ... pliktisitoare ... bine.. apreciez.. glumele alea sadice :)) ma rog.. intr-o oarecare masura ... de bancurile seci nu ma prind niciodata ... nu`mi plac glumele la care te intrebi dak sa razi sau nu :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "deshteptaciunea" .. in sensul ca ... sa ai ce sa vb cu persoana respectiva ... sa nu fie asha de proasta incat.. nu poate sa scoata 2 cuvinte din gura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probabil sunt mai multe calitati care le apreciez intr`o persoana ... dar.. cam astea mi-au venit acoom in minte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce nu apreciez:&lt;br /&gt;1. persoanele laudaroase .... aia care se dau mari cu toate kkturile lor de firma .. aka dolce and gabana luate din piatza`sau mai stiu yo ce marci de manelari :)) contrafacute ah da.. sau aia de`i vezi pe strada.. iarna toamna.. innorat ploaie shi ei au ochelari de soare mah shi pantaloni albi stranshi pe cur =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. persoanele "wanna be" ... aici 2 categorii ... persoanele care zic ca asculta un anumit gen de muz.. de ex Rock ... shi .. cand ii vezi pe la colturi admirand postere nud cu rbd shi tokio bordel :)) deci aiai sunt cei mai penali ... sau zic ca asc metalica  sau mai jtiu yo c formatii dastea grele.. shi cand le spui sa zik o mel habar nu au ... boine mai sunt shi asha zishii punkeri care asc chestii comerciale ... sau again rbd :))) shi ..porkarii de emo .. shi ei zic ca`s punkeri ... but whateveer ...&lt;br /&gt;Asha shi a 2 categorie de wanna beuri .. sunt persoanele care se schimba brusc shi dintr`o data ... in ceva mai rau .. care nu ar putea sa fie in viatza lor.. dar o fac pentru "popularitae" ... k sa fie in centrul atentiei ... k sa se cace pe ei .. dai in plm ... cunosc exemple .. shi dak se simt.. foarte bine... sashi dea sema ca nu ... ii suport.. shi asta e ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. persoanele care asculta mizeriile de melodii .. manele ... like c`mon... sunt atatea genuri de muzica mult mai marpha.. shi mai culturale in plm :)) decat sa asc manele toata viatza sa devii mai prost ( din moment ce ai ales sa asc asha ceva.. inseamna ca ejti prost) , mai bine omoarate shaule/shaiko shi scapa`ne de tine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. persoanele care sunt.. prea enervante/insistente/increzute/fitoase/pretentioase/mofturoase/egoiste/pline de ele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)) deci cam atat .. adk aveai ganduri mari shi teai regasit descris la .. ce nu apreciez... nu t omora :)) cn jtie poate aratzi bine shi mergi de`o tura..2....3....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey gata cu gluma.. ca e tarziu.. shi maine ma duc la lic.. so asc pe aia de psiho cum vb o ora intreaga fara oprire ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-267976419828319153?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/267976419828319153/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=267976419828319153' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/267976419828319153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/267976419828319153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/10/ce-apreciez-shi-ce-nu-apreciez-la-o_04.html' title='ce apreciez shi ce nu apreciez la o persoana ...'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141928200133539636.post-3429847835092648522</id><published>2007-10-03T20:31:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:48:25.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducere ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RwPzwz6CA4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hdXBbCz3wo8/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RwPzwz6CA4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hdXBbCz3wo8/s320/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117201621515895682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ... am inceput acest .. topic sai zic asha pentru a ma prezenta.. sa stiti in plm la cn citizi blogu :)) .. asha .. poi Ma numesc Cristina .. prietenii imi spun Punk .. din pricina muzicii pe care o asc .. am aproape 16 ani .. dar ma consider destul de matura in gandire .. shi in scopurile pe care mi le-am propus pentru viitor. Sunt nascuta in decembrie... pe 23.. deci sunt un capricorn incapatzanat shi uneori egoist :| ... stiu frumoasa descriere :)) multi nar spune lucrurile rele despre ei.. dar wtf.. ce mai conteaza acum.. mie imi place sa fiu directa chiar dak uneori ... ceea ce spun ii afecteaza shi pe cei din jur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi place mult sa desenez... iar visul meu cel mai mare e sa intru la UAUIM (universitatea de arhitectura shi urbanism Ion Mincu Bucureshti). Sunt mai perfectionista de fel .. shi.. din pacate gasesc repede defecte la persoanele din jur.. dar .. nici yo nu ma consider perfecta... poate ca shi yo am defecte .. atat de evidente incat nu pot sa le vad. Sunt foarte dedicata studiului .. deshi niciodata nam ieshit prima din clasa :) ... sunt preocupata de viitorul meu.. shi de cariera sa zic asha .. fapt c pe unii i`a cam deranja t..... de enervat nu ma enervez prea des .. deoarece imi descarc acest sentiment.. prin desen .. sau prin muzica pe care o asc :D PUNK ca face bine la digestie ;)) ... dar atunci cand ma enervez ... o fac pt ca .. pers respectiva.. este prea insistenta ... ori incearca sa ma schimbe... ori ma contrazice :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunt o persoana destul de comunicativa .. deshi cand intalnesc o persoana noua.. sunt destul de rezervata.. shi tind sa stau .. sa tac shi sa observ ... :)) dar dupa ma acomodez .. shi devin foarte vorbareatza :)) sunt un bun ascultator/sfatuitor .. dar cu toate astea... mie nu stiu sami dau sfaturi bune pentru a face alegerile corecte ...&lt;br /&gt;NU SUPORT MANELARII sub nici o forma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apreciez persoanele care se imbraca bine, asta nu inseamna numai cu haine de marci deastea straine de nici nu poti sa le pronunti numele :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey cred ca deja vatzi saturat sa cititzi despre mine .. :)) so.. o sa inchei aici pentru moment... shi sa speram ca voi reveni cu idei shi subiecte bune de discutzie ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya`ll later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8141928200133539636-3429847835092648522?l=pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/feeds/3429847835092648522/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8141928200133539636&amp;postID=3429847835092648522' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/3429847835092648522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8141928200133539636/posts/default/3429847835092648522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pareri-idei-aiureli.blogspot.com/2007/10/introducere.html' title='Introducere ....'/><author><name>PunK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02650023580725010651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/SWKBr2GYj6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/f8-QEV0ZvlU/S220/DSC07564.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AxZAnR4g-ls/RwPzwz6CA4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hdXBbCz3wo8/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
