<?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-562829870755023361</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:14:24.817-08:00</updated><category term='Patzanii'/><category term='Cugetari'/><category term='Remembro'/><category term='Povesti'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Media'/><category term='Muzichie'/><title type='text'>Common Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4088736283589837376</id><published>2010-01-05T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T06:44:47.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Best Country Songs Titles Of All Time</title><content type='html'>These are all genuine songs, mainly released in the United States (how surprising).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Your Tongue Outta My Mouth Cause I'm Kissing You Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Know whether To Kill Myself or Go Bowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Can't Be Number One In Your Life,Then Number Two On You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Sold A Car To A Guy Who Stole My Girl, But It Don't Run - So we're even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma Get A Hammer (There's A Fly On Papa's Head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If The Phone Don't Ring, You'll Know It's Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's Actin' Single and I'm Drinkin' Doubles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Can I Miss You If You Won't Go Away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Keep Forgettin' I Forgot About You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Liked You Better Before I Knew You So Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Still Miss You, Baby, But My Aim's Getting' Better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Wouldn't Take Her To A Dog Fight,Cause I'm Afraid She'd Win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Marry You Tomorrow, But Let's Honeymoon Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm So Miserable Without You; It's like Having You Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've Got Tears In My Ears From Lyin'On My Back And Cryin' Over You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Had Shot You When I Wanted To, I'd Be Out By Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, And I Don't Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wife Ran Off With My Best Friend, And I Sure Do Miss Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Bypass This Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Got The Ring And I Got The Finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Done Tore Out My Heart And Stomped That Sucker Flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're The Reason Our Kids Are So Ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Teeth Was Stained, But Her Heart Was Pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's Lookin' Better After Every Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Haven't Gone To Bed With Ugly Women, But I've Sure Woke Up With a Few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://humour.200ok.com.au/25cw_songs.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-4088736283589837376?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/4088736283589837376/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=4088736283589837376' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4088736283589837376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4088736283589837376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2010/01/25-best-country-songs-titles-of-all.html' title='25 Best Country Songs Titles Of All Time'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3519183725061976787</id><published>2009-10-06T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T05:43:00.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cunosti vreun extraterestru?</title><content type='html'>conform unui test foarte simplu, prezentat cu generozitate de cancan, putem sa ne dam seama daca unul dintre cunoscutii nostri este extraterestru. exista 6 semne care sa ne ajute sa diferentiem un extraterestru de un...terestru:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. prea mult somn sau prea multa munca&lt;/span&gt;, pentru ca durata zilelor la ei difera de durata zilelor la noi. cunosc eu cativa extraterestrii daca prea mult somn inseamna ca esti de pe alta planeta. d-aia cu munca nu cunosc in schimb :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. se panicheaza pe langa "obiecte tehnologice" si isi schimba des starea de spirit&lt;/span&gt; pentru ca bineinteles ca ei nu au asa tehnologie avansata ca noi (zic eu, nu zice cancan. cancan nu explica fenomenul). oh well, deci toate femeile sunt extraterestre cel putin o data pe luna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. stres in mijloacele de transport terestre&lt;/span&gt; in acest caz si eu sunt extraterestru pentru ca mersul cu mijloacele in comun ma cam sperie...mai ales vara ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. cauta informatii non-stop&lt;/span&gt; why yes, this is a sign that you are an alien. normal people like to be dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. detin foarte multe metode de stocare a datelor si computere sofisticate&lt;/span&gt; gameri, pasionati de seriale, go back to mother ship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. nu se descurca cu obiecte uzuale&lt;/span&gt;, probabil pentru ca au venit nepregatiti in incercarea de a ne cuceri. totusi, nu se mentioneaza care sunt obiectele uzuale. aici lasam loc de intrepretari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ca sa se dmonstreze ca EXISTA viata extraterestra chiar aici, pe pamantul nostru drag, &lt;a href="http://www.cancan.ro/2009-10-06/Extraterestrii-mi-au-furat-bebelusul-din-burta.html"&gt;o tanti din state&lt;/a&gt; (obviously) ne povesteste cu groaza cum a fost rapita de extraterestrii, inseminata (nu stim daca pe cale normala au ba) si apoi i-a fost furat bebelul..din burtica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-3519183725061976787?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/3519183725061976787/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=3519183725061976787' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3519183725061976787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3519183725061976787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/10/cunosti-vreun-extraterestru.html' title='cunosti vreun extraterestru?'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-2447284777293490052</id><published>2009-10-05T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T05:36:42.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>redneck pick-up lines</title><content type='html'>de pe http://www.blameitonthevoices.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Did you fart, cause you blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are your parents retarded, ’cause you sure are special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My Love for you is like diarrhea .. I can’t hold it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you have a library card, ’cause I’d like to sign you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Is there a mirror in your pants? Because I can see myself in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If you and I were Squirrels, I’d store my nuts in your hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You might not be the best looking girl here, but beauty is only a light switch away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Man - “Fat Penguin!”&lt;br /&gt;Woman - “WHAT?”&lt;br /&gt;Man - “I just wanted to say something that would break the ice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I may not be Fred Flintstone, but I bet I can make your bed-rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I can’t find my puppy, can you help me find him? I think he went into this cheap motel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Your eyes are as blue as window cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) If you’re going to regret this in the morning, we can sleep until the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Your face reminds me of a wrench, every time I think of it my nuts tighten up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-2447284777293490052?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/2447284777293490052/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=2447284777293490052' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2447284777293490052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2447284777293490052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/10/redneck-pick-up-lines.html' title='redneck pick-up lines'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-6095295857433971068</id><published>2009-09-07T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:08:57.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confuzie</title><content type='html'>unul dintre cele mai amuzante sfaristuri de articol ever (sursa evident cancan.ro):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2004 galateanul Constantin Mocanu si-a confundat penisul cu o gaina. Enervat de zgomotul pe care il facea oratania a decis sa o omoare. Barbatul a luat &lt;br /&gt;gaina de gat si i-a taiat capul. Cel putin asa a crezut, pentru ca in mana a ramas cu propriul penis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6095295857433971068?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6095295857433971068/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6095295857433971068' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6095295857433971068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6095295857433971068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/09/confuzie.html' title='confuzie'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-5311115202976344716</id><published>2009-08-30T14:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:52:44.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>only for wow addicts :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tTCqWYoTRSk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tTCqWYoTRSk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/08/only-for-wow-addicts-p.html' title='only for wow addicts :P'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-5804885935512432942</id><published>2009-08-05T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T05:19:45.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the time traveler's wife</title><content type='html'>abia ce am terminat de citit cartea asta (am primit-o de ziua mea de la un prieten...merci radu). este foarte misto. in linii mari, este despre un tip care sufera de o boala genetica foarte rara (el o aseamana cu epilepsia) care cauzeaza salturi in timp (inainte sau inapoi). el nu poate controla momentul cand se declanseaza (de obicei cand e stresat, furios, speriat...chiar si cand se uita la TV din cauza vitezei cu care se succed imaginile), locul unde ajunge sau durata sederii (desi durata difera in prezentul lui si in timpul in care ajunge - de exemplu poate fi plecat 5 min din timpul lui, dar astea pot fi echivalentul a ctorva ore/zile in timpul in care ajunge). totusi, exista niste reguli clar stabilite: nu poate lua nimic cu el cand calatoreste (tot ce este strain de corpul lui este lasat in urma, inclusiv plombe), nu poate calatori la prea mare distanta de timpul lui (de obicei se poate intoarce pana la momentul cand era copil sau poate calatori cu cativa ani inainte), nu poate schimba viitorul pentru ca exista posibilitatea sa nu se mai poata intoarce, nu poate conduce de teama sa nu dispara in timp ce este la volan, si nu poate merge cu avionul, pentru ca este in deplasare si nu ar avea unde sa se intoarca in momentul in care revine (s-ar trezi, ca sa zicem asa, in the middle of nothing). de cele mai multe ori calatoreste in apropierea persoanelor care sunt importante pentru el. astfel, povestea incepe cu el la 30 si ceva de ani, cunoscand-o pe viitoarea lui sotie la 6 ani. cartea este scrisa la persoana I, alternand intre perspectiva ei (Clare) si perspectiva lui (Henry), intotdeauna fiind specificata data exacta si varsta lor (uneori el este la 2 varste: el din prezent, si el care a calatorit in timp la momentul respectiv). este o carte excelenta, si m-a tinut cu sufletul la gura intr-un asemenea hal ca nu mai puteam sa dorm noaptea ca sa vad ce se mai intampla. finalul este foarte...ciudat (nu zic mai mult ca sa nu bag spoilere) si foarte emotionant.&lt;br /&gt;o recomand oamenilor care mai au timp sa si citeasca. pentru ceilalti, apare filmul luna asta (nu ma noi, dar se va gasi pe torenti probabil). abia astept sa-l vad, sa vad daca au reusit sa surprinda toate momentele speciale din carte. tipa care o joaca pe Clare nu prea este asa cum mi-o imaginam eu, dar imi place de ea din the notebook asa ca...sa vedem :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-5804885935512432942?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/5804885935512432942/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=5804885935512432942' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5804885935512432942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5804885935512432942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-travelers-wife.html' title='the time traveler&apos;s wife'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-7964436729483932362</id><published>2009-07-23T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:21:49.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter and the half made film</title><content type='html'>inainte sa incep trebuie sa declar ca sunt fana harry potter. mare fana. aproape obsedata i may say. am citit toate cartile de varii ori (unde varii este egal cu 6), am vazut toate filmele de varii ori (varii are cam aceeasi valoare), am primit bagheta de ziua mea si am toate filmele pe dvd, editie de colectie chiar (in cutie care seamana cu cufarul lui harry and stuff).&lt;br /&gt;dar...filmul asta m-a dezamagit. ma doare sufletul sa spun asa ceva, dar nici macar nu am plans cand a murit dumbledore. pentru ca eu nu asa vedeam scena. si pentru ca pe parcursul filmului nu am putut decat sa ma minunez de cum au hacuit cartea si cum au scos scene cheie. pe de alta parte, harry se da la o chelnerita la inceputul filmului. dude...mai bine explici faza cu inelul decat sa-l aci pe harry sa para un pustan retardat care se da la chelnerite intr-o dugheana jegoasa. nu am inteles de ce au trebuit sa arda casa lui ron, dar nu au aratat scena cu lupta de la sfarsit. sincera sa fiu, asteptam scena aia ca pe a doua venire a  lui mesia. eu imi imaginam ceva fabulos, ceva care sa-ti faca pielea de gaina si sa te lasa cu gura cascata. guess again. te lasa cu gura cascata...asta da. dar nu de placere ci de uimire ca au scos-o complet. si nu, nu au aratat inmormantarea, care mie mi s-a parut una dintre cele mai emotionante scene din toate cartile. si omul ara chiar nu stie sa sarute. am vazut o groaza de pareri pozitive de la oamnei pare-se avizati. ei...poate oamenii aia nu au citit cartile. eu am fost cu o prietena care nu a apucat sa citeasca decat prima carte. si ei i s-a parut superb. daaaaar...sunt chestii pe care nu le-a inteles. which is obvious tinand cont ca scenele cu explicatii au fost scoase cu brutalitate. si abia astept sa vad ce o sa inteleaga din ultimul daca nu citeste cartile. pentru ca sunt o groaza de chestii esentiale in poveste care nu au aparut in film. acuma nu pot decat sa sper ca urmatorul va fi mai bun. daca tot fac 2 filme dintr-o carte, ar face bine sa o faca ca lumea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar probabil ca tot ma mai duc sa-l vad o data...ca acuma a mai crescut si harry si nu ma mai simt pedofila cand ma uit la el :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-7964436729483932362?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-504927899573531510</id><published>2009-07-08T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T12:08:58.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aere conditionate (nu ale mele) si peripetii cu ele</title><content type='html'>de catava vreme incoace la geamul meu se aude picatura chinezeasca. si din cauza asta eu nu pot sa dorm ca lumea (deh...sensibila rau la zgomote stresante gen picurat sau manele). la un moment dat acum vreo saptamana am identificat problema: un aparat de mai sus de mine are furtunul pozitionat prost si picura pe aparatul vecinilor de sub mine. booon. m-am atarnat pe balcon de era sa si pic de cateva ori pana am identificat vinovatul (or so i thought). dupa lupte seculare de facut curaj (io-s mai timida de felu' meu) am dat fuga la vecinu de la 7 sa ii prezint problema. vecinu mi-a deschis intr-o tinuta mai mult decat indecenta pentru varsta lui (brrr) si mi-a promis foarte frumos ca remediaza problema. azi noapte...pic pic pic. dormit (a n-a oara) cu geamul inchis si perna pe cap (si eu nu am aer conditionat god dammit). azi imi fac mai mult curaj si ma duc iar la vecin (mai ales ca dupa o zi luuunga si grea la munca am fost intampinata de picuratul dracului cand am ajuns acasa). vecinu deschide iar in tinuta indecenta (da isi schimbase pantalonasii) si nevasta-sa incepe sa urle la mine din bucatarie ca ei nu au mai pornit aerul de 3 saptamani). ooook...inseamna ca e sub ei. ma agat iar pe balcon sa ma asigur si ma duc la vinovat. la vinovat...grilaj, ceea ce inseamna ca nu puteam sa ajung sa sun la usa, si trebuia sa sun la grilaj sa vina aia sa imi deschida. la grilaj, 2 sonerii (ca-s 2 apartamente protejate). habar nu aveam la care sa sun. ma intorc acasa (a 3-a oara da nu am mentionat de fiecare data) si o sun pe prietena lui frate-miu sa o intreb daca are idee cum sta treaba pe acolo. cu "bucurie" in suflet aflu ca vinovatii sunt chiriasi. si mai bine...nici macar infima posibilitate de a fi schimbat cateva vorbe cu ei la lift. ma intors iar si sun. si sunt d imi vine rau. o sonerie stricata, la cealalta nu raspunde nimeni. sa crap de nervi, nu alta. pana la urma ma duc la vecinu de sub mine, sa vedem daca putem pune ceva pe aparatu lor pana dau de chiriasi. acolo...nimeni acasa. oook...ma intorc acasa, ma dau peste cap de 3 ori si sar intr-un picior si fac rost de nr administratorului. il sun pe nenea (fooooarte de treaba) si ii explic problema. asta ma ia la troubleshooting: du-te la ei (e grilaj), suna la sonerie...a...nu merge. si pana la urma imi spune ca decat sa vorbesc cu chiriasul, mai bine vorbesc cu proprietarul ca e problema lui (mie nu mi se pare dar nah). si imi da numarul proprietarului. si il sun p-ala, cu scuzele de rigoare ca era deja 10. si tanti, foarte amabila si ea, isi cere mii de scuze, ii povesteste sotului problema si sotul decide ca decat sa imi dea mie numarul, mai bine il suna el pe chirias. si doamna imi spune ca o sa incerce sa rezolve problema cat mai repede, chiar daca nu in seara asta. MII DE DEMONI DIN IAD!!! NU IN SEARA ASTA!!! (asta am gandit...dar cand am vorbit a iesit doar "multumesc mult si scuze de deranj"). si acuma o sa ma duc la vecina de sub mine cand ajunge acasa sa vedem ce putem pune pe aparatul ei pana se rezolva problema. pana la urma tot ea, nevinovata in toata povestea asta, e cea mai de ajutor. macar la ea ajung direct, ca nu are grilaj si am numarul ei. trebuie doar sa astept sa ajunga acasa.&lt;br /&gt;si un sfat: cand va luati aer conditionat UITAT-VA DACA FURTUNUL ALA E PUS CA LUMEA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-504927899573531510?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/504927899573531510/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-8520522294129669569</id><published>2009-07-02T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:08:22.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>literal versions</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lj-x9ygQEGA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lj-x9ygQEGA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HTPko-aXvJM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HTPko-aXvJM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-8520522294129669569?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/8520522294129669569/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=8520522294129669569' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' 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Razvan Mihai (Alien) internati la spitalul Sfantul Pantelimon. amandoi sunt in coma si au nevoie urgenta de sange. institutul este pe strada constantin caracas nr 2. dupa iesirea din pasajul victoria inspre gara de nord prima strada la stanga este dr felix si urmatoarea strada la stanga este cea in cauza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LE: aici aveti si o harta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://saveana.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asta este copia unui mesaj pe care l-am primit, dar revin cu mai multe detalii despre locatie cand aflu. va rog sa dat mai departe pentru ca nu este o gluma sau un mesaj de enervare. si in plus, il cunosc pe razvan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tocmai am aflat ca razvan se simte mai bine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6689721086072354822?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6689721086072354822/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6689721086072354822' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6689721086072354822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6689721086072354822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/06/sangele-vostru-conteaza.html' title='sangele vostru conteaza'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-8373826006743639146</id><published>2009-06-24T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:59:40.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>knowing</title><content type='html'>m-am uitat in seara asta la "knowing" (cu nicholas cage). mi-a sunat interesanta ideea si trailerul vazut printre picaturi mi s-a parut interesant. oh well...mi-am cam luat teapa. in primul rand domnu' cusca nu mai e barbatul care a fost odata. ma rog...nu a fost niciodata mare scula pe bascula dar acum parca a imbatranit urat si repede si cu inceput de chelie. ideea filmului este urmatoarea: cage descopera o lista de numere care fusese bagata intr-o "capsula a timpului" cu 50 de ani in urma de catre o pustoaica la scoala la care invata fi-su. afla ca de fapt numerele alea au un sens si e convins ca viata lu fi-su e in pericol de moarte (:P). urmeaza misiunea de salvare. problema este ca parca nimic nu se leaga in filmul asta (decat poate cliseele). &lt;br /&gt;cage este prof de nush ce materie d-asta desteapta la o facultate desteapta. evident fi-su este un mic geniu, oarecum razvratit dar tare destept si spiritual si...trist. trist pentru ca ma-sa recte, nevasta lu cage a murit cu ceva timp in urma (aflam si cum si mie mi s-a parut taaaare stupid si prea putin credibil, dar nu bagam spoilere ca nu-i frumos). evident ca eroul nostru sufera dupa nevasta, si evident ca are un coleg care incearca sa-i faca lipeli, ca asta-i faza clasica in filme. ma rog...pentru ca sufera se cam apuca de baut. si ametit fiind de aburii inaltatori ai alcoolului descopera insemnatatea cifrelor de pe foaie. evident ca prima chestie descoperita este 9/11 (ala cu gemenii pentru cine nu stie la ce ma refer). si, desi baut bine, isi da seama exact exact cum sta treaba (minus o chestie micutza de care se prinde oricum peste ceva vreme cand se uita la GPS).&lt;br /&gt;apoi o cunoaste pe fiica celei care a scris foaia cu 50 de ani in urma. evident ca fiica e destul de bunoaca (probabil ca daca nu avea fata aia de caine haituit/om care nu prea isi da seama pe ce lume traieste era si mai dragutza), are o fetita si este mama singura. cand se cunosc asta ajunge sa fuga de el ca de dracu...peste 5 min smecherul de cage nu numai ca o convinge sa se intalneasca intr-o noapte in fata casei lui (si sa o ia si pe fi-sa), dar o convinge sa si urce cu el in masina si sa mearga in pustii (in continuare cu fi-sa dupa ea).&lt;br /&gt;mai mergem ce mai mergem si in sfarsit desteptul de nicholas cage afla care-i buba cu numerele alea si ce urmeaza sa se intample (noroc ca era prof de nush ce legat de astronomie la facultatea aia desteapta). in momentul in care afla care e problema m-am gandit "hey...wrong guy...shouldn't bruce willis stop the sunt from exploding?".&lt;br /&gt;ce se intampla pe urma este o mare urlatura...toata lumea urla la toata lumea, toata lumea se panicheaza...accidente and shit...si mai apar si niste neni spooky (nu pentru prima oara dar acum chiar fac ceva in afara de stat si holbat si soptit)&lt;br /&gt;si apoi vine finalul care este...de neimaginat...de fapt e de imaginat ca te prinzi la un moment dat care e faza. oricum...WTF?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe imdb am vazut oameni carora filmul li s-a parut o capodopera, mai ales pentru simbolistica lui. mie mi s-a parut un cacat, si l-am vazut cap-coada doar pentru ca nu imi place sa las filme neterminate...chestie de vointa. sincer...nu il recomand. decat sa ma mai uit o data la el mai bine as asculta-o pe roxy manelista 2 ore. macar aia e funny...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-8373826006743639146?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-6401598602427104530</id><published>2009-06-19T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:31:26.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pitzipongeala</title><content type='html'>tocmai am descoperit prima nuga pitzipoanca: "intotdeauna copiata, niciodata egalata". bine ca nu scrie nimic de zdrente sau dusmani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...si se cheama Arroma Coffee...nush de ce dar am impresia ca asta explica putin :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6401598602427104530?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6401598602427104530/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6401598602427104530' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6401598602427104530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6401598602427104530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/06/pitzipongeala.html' title='pitzipongeala'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3385590844822883972</id><published>2009-06-18T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:20:28.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOGOL BORDELLO</title><content type='html'>ieri am fost la concert...cu peripetii ce-i drept dar am ajuns. parca toate au fost impotriva mea. la 5 mi s-a trantit o clasa de spaniola de care abia am scapat. la 6 fara 5 a inceput o groaza de lume sa traga de mine ca instructorul nu verificase nush ce. la 6 si 5 am tulit-o...si mi-a plecat metroul de sub nas. la herastrau am prins toate stopurile pana am reusit sa traversez. deja stateam pe trotuar si eram bouncy bouncy de se uita toata lumea la mine. prin parca am luat-o la trap pana cand am ginit tatrul de vara, dar nu gaseam intrarea. am gasit-o pana la urma si am gasit si casa de bilete. mi-am luat bilet si m-am calmat. atunci am reusit si eu sa respir ca lumea. m-am dus sa imi iau de baut...mi-am luat ca tuta 2 sticle sa-mi ajunga...si nu am avut voie cu ele inauntru (grrr). acolo am avut noroc ca am intrat printre primii asa ca nu am stat deloc la coada la bauturi, mi-am luat un pepsi si mi-am gasit un loc strategic pe randul 3. si am staaaat pana cand a inceput taraf de haydouks. astia sunt o parte din taraful din clejani, evident toti sunt rromi, cel putin 2 erau tata si fiu, dar faceau niste chestii cu viorile alea de nu mi-au venit sa cred. si au si dansat, si ne-am si distrat (mai ales de un nene foarte burtos, cu o camasa foarte colorata care a dansat tinandu-se de burta :) 0. pe langa asta, era unul in public care facea break dance pe muzica lautareasca. priceless. la un moment dat iesisera cativa de la gogol bordello si faceau poze celor de la taraf de haydouks. pana a iesit eugene, si atentia publicului s-a indreptat spre el. degeaba facea el semne sa ne uitam la aia de cantau, ca toti ii faceau cu mana si strigau la el. pana cand s-a retras in spatele cortinei sa nu-l mai vada chiar tot publicul. eu am facut gat de lebada si tot l-am vazut :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cei de la gogol bordello au cam intarziat, ca au fost probleme cu sonorizarea, dar cand au intrat in sfarsit pe scena a inceput dementa. toata lumea in picioare, toata lumea batea din palme, sau sarea, sau fredona, sau dansa, sau multe dintre astea simultan. teatrul era plin ochi, iar pe scena...nebunie. au cantat melodii mai vechi, melodii mai noi, eugene a fugit aproape fara oprire dintr-un capat in altul al scenei, a dansat, a sarit, a urlat si cred ca isi ura microfonul foarte tare. la un moment dat a vrut sa smulga microfonul de pe suport, dar firul de la microfon era infasurat pe batzu ala asa ca a smuls suportul cu totul si a daramat o boxa. in momentul ala tipul responsabil cu cunetul a capiat de nervi. a venit in fuga sa descurce firul, sa aduca alt suport si s-a chinuit cat a putut sa aseze microfonul ca lumea (dupa ce a terminat versurile eugene a dat cu el de pamant). la alta melodie, eugene a adus un fel de galeata de metal pe care a pus-o peste microfon si a inceput sa bata in ea...deh...ritmuri deosebite (la fel cum si tipele au cantat la razatoare :) ). apoi...a dat iar cu microfonul de podea. cred ca aia cu sunetul deja isi taiau venele...ca ii veneam pe margine crispati in ultimul hal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din pacate nu am fost inspirata sa imi iau un aparat foto cu mine, asa ca nu am poze sau filme, dar am vazut ca sunt poze pe metalhead: http://www.metalhead.ro/poze/Poze_Gogol_Bordello_la_Bucuresti-foto/Gogol_Bordello_la_Bucuresti-foto-gid-107025-it-1099241-l-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cand apar filme pe youtube...le pun aici sa fie pentru posteritate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abia astept sa vina din nou...data viitoare ma duc in fata de tot, poate reusesc sa-l ating :D&lt;br /&gt;si ma imbrac in negru sa nu se vada daca arunca cu vin pe mine, cum a facut aseara cu oamenii din primul rand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...am uitat sa mentionez ca a venit si max imi-scapa-celalalt-nume cu ei. este demential omul ala...s-a agitat aproape la fel de mult ca eugene si a aruncata cu apa pe multime :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi-e lene sa recitesc ce am scris, dar sunt convinsa ca nu am reusit sa redau nici macar o sutime din ce a fost aseara acolo. nu se poate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all...vreau sa ii port copiii lui eugene :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-3385590844822883972?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/3385590844822883972/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=3385590844822883972' title='0 comentarii'/><link 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canta Gogol Bordello la teatrul de vara din herastrau (pentru cine nu stia, a aflat). stiu de concetrul asta de prin aprilie dar am tot amanat cumpararea biletelor ca nu staim cum am clasele. dup-aia nu eram convinsa daca pot sa ajung, nu prea vroiam sa ma duc singura (deh! femeie). pana la urma ieri m-am hotarat ca vreau sa ma duc, dar cucu bilet si nu stiam daca se pot lua de la intrare. pe la magazine online deja nu se mai vindeau, pe la diverta nu se fac rezervari, nu se trimit azi si se inceteaza vanzarea pe la 5 juma si nu stiu daca au si la intrare. si atunci, in disparare, am trimis un mail la Metalhead asa...sa vad daca ma pot ajuta. bai...nu mi-a venit sa cred cand mi-au raspuns in ceva gen 5 min si m-au si ajutat. sincer, nu ma asteptam sa primesc vreun raspuns...a fost doar un gest disperat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si uite ca mai exista si oameni de treaba care ajuta o ametita lenesa care tot amana chestii care o fac fericita...merci metalhead.ro&lt;div 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title='OMG'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-6495157283708372691</id><published>2009-06-12T04:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T04:23:20.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dead space</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pf39bQ2nMz8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pf39bQ2nMz8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" 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space'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-6529453930596617436</id><published>2009-06-05T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:37:45.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>help...really</title><content type='html'>intr-o nota serioasa, nu prea des intalnita pe aici. m-am hotarat sa imi iau apartament (nu chiar acuma, dar cand fac 6 luni la job). in mod evident, am nevoie de un credit. rugamintea mea se adreseaza oamenilor care lucreaza la banci (in afara de BRD ca acolo stiu cum stau treburile). as vrea sa stiu daca imi poate face cineva o simulare, foarte serios vorbind, ca sa aflu cati bani pot sa iau, care imi va fi rata si care sunt conditiile la fiecare banca. cine ma poate ajuta sa-mi lase un comment cu o adresa de mail. o sa am grija sa nu postez comentariile care contin date de contact ca sa nu se trezeasca nimeni agresat/floodat/spamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty pliiiiiiz...astept commenturile voastre...si pun si poza pitzi daca-i musai :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6529453930596617436?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6529453930596617436/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6529453930596617436' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6529453930596617436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6529453930596617436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/06/helpreally.html' title='help...really'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-9196412397153009374</id><published>2009-06-04T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:38:15.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diverse</title><content type='html'>mi-a venit geanta de laptop. ma rog, ea a venit de saptamana trecuta dar mi-a fost lene sa scriu ceva pana acuma. ce pot sa zic...daca gentile au suflet, mi-am gasit sufletul pereche. daca nu, inca o iubire neimpartasita. e superba. chiar daca e putin incomoda pentru ca nu sunt obisnuita cu atata greutate pe un singur umar, suport cu stoicism. o relatie se bazeaza pe compromisuri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saptamana asta am avut induction la firma. adica o zi jumate in care ni s-au prezentat departamentele firmei si ni s-au oferit hint-uri care sa ne fie de ajutor. pacat ca noi stim chestiile astea si ne-am strofocat sa le descoperim singuri. all in all a fost o plictiseala crunta, aproape de durere fizica. singura chestie buna a fost ca am invatat ceva engleza. mai exact, am invatat pronuntia corecta pentru cuvinte ca thousand, scheduled, certification, precum si cum se folosesc corect timpurile verbelor (I has, he have etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi-am dat seama ca sunt o persoana sinistra. merit sa fiu batuta cu batzu nu noduri si obligata sa ascult manele pana imi sangereaza urechile. merit sa mi se interzica sa ma uit la harry potter si sa trebuiasca sa vad doar filme retardate (nici macar fire and ice ca ala e funny). nu pot pentru ca sa spun de ce anume sunt o bestie, dar in sinea mea stiu, si ma caiesc aici, sub ochiul public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cam atat ca mi-e foame si ma duc sa vad ce pot sa imi iau de papa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-9196412397153009374?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/9196412397153009374/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=9196412397153009374' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/9196412397153009374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/9196412397153009374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/06/diverse.html' title='diverse'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-5727368606274191322</id><published>2009-05-26T03:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T03:52:42.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alexander rybak - abandoned</title><content type='html'>wristcutting song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zetbi5m0orE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zetbi5m0orE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poate va pun si 13 horses intr-o zi, desi ma mai gandesc :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-5727368606274191322?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/5727368606274191322/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=5727368606274191322' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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of course), care in mod evident are niste probleme psihice. in caz ca nu iti dai seama de la inceputul filmului, clar te prinzi cand isi comanda de pe net o papusa gonflabila (dar care seamana foarte bine cu o persoana reala) si incepe sa o prezinte ca fiind prietena lui, sa comunice cu ea si sa o ia peste tot pe unde se duce. probabil ca pana aici filmul pare stupid, dar este un film extraordinar despre iubire (nu intre el si papusa gonflabila, ci intre el si persoanele din jurul lui), despre acceptare si toleranta, despre prietenie si profesionalism, despre rabdare si intelegere, despre cum se dezvolta relatiile intre oameni si despre cum poti, cu sprijinul necesar, sa invingi cam orice problema.&lt;br /&gt;desi am bocit ca tuta, mi-a lasat un sentiment fuzzy and warm, in ciuda faptului ca azi am avut o zi foarte proasta. in sinea lui e un film optimist, iar ryan gosling este genial. nu sunt eu cine stie ce critic de film, dar in nestiinta mea, parca mi-a amintit de dustin hoffman in rainman (si nu, lars nu e autist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v-as da si trailer dar nu vreau...ca nicu eu nu am vazut cand m-am hotarat la film :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-8988631403480724877?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/8988631403480724877/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=8988631403480724877' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/8988631403480724877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/8988631403480724877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/05/lars-and-real-girl.html' title='lars and the real girl'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3417256501892018587</id><published>2009-05-17T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:28:45.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angels and demons</title><content type='html'>yay...am fost azi la "angels and demons" pe care il astept din iarna (sau ceva de genul). bineinteles ca am stat la coada la beuturi o gramada pentru ca am pierdut notiunea timpului cat am stat la o cola, asa ca am ajuns cand era gramada de oameni la candy bar. bineinteles ca dupa fo' 2 ore a trebuit neaparat sa ies sa imi pudrez nasul (:wink wink:) si am tras de par toti oamenii care stateau pe randul si fata si i-am calcat p-aia care stateau pe randul meu...uite ca nu m-am uitat in frigider sa vad daca e plin de carne). bineinteles ca de acum la filme care dureaza peste 2 ore o sa-mi rezerv scaune in lateral. si bineinteles ca este cazul sa vorbesc putin si despre film. nu pot sa ma abtin si trebuie sa privesc filmul in primul rand ca ecranizarea unei carti pe care am adorat-o si am citit-o de n ori. din punctul asta de vedere...:plans cu lacrimi de crocodil:. au matrasit cartea aia intr-un mod sinistru. iar au facut personajele sa para altfel decat erau. au scos un personaj destul de important si &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;il camerlengo&lt;/span&gt; nu este italian. e un nene patrik jucat foarte bine de ewan mcgregor. din fericire au schimbat partea de final putin plauzibila, dar din nefericire nu au mai avut loc sa explice niste chestii esentiale (nu dau detalii ca sa nu bag spoilere) ceea ce a fost putin dezamagitor.&lt;br /&gt;pe de alta parte, filmul in sine, facand abstractie de carte, a fost superb. foarte alert, cu un soundtrack extraordinar (de multe ori m-am trezit ca aveam pielea de gaina, si nu era de la racoarea din sala), si cu niste scene de exceptie. din cate am inteles nu le-au dat voie sa filmeze in anumite cladiri, asa ca au trebuit sa construiasca decorul. eu una nu am vizitat niciodata vaticanul, dar din ce am citit pe net, au facut niste reproduceri foarte aproape de original. tom hanks parca nu prea s-a potrivit in rolul ala (nu stiu pe cine sa spun ca as veda ca robert langdon, dar cu siguranta ar fi cineva cu fo' 10 ani mai tanar).&lt;br /&gt;ca recomandare, daca vreti sa il vedeti este bine sa o faceti la cinema. merita banii din plin si vazut acasa isi pierde din grandoare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si un trailer, ca de obicei (asta e un trailer mai scurt pentru ca la alea ca lumea embed-ul era disabled :()...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=3417256501892018587' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3417256501892018587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3417256501892018587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-and-demons.html' title='angels and demons'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-5213646655628343513</id><published>2009-05-15T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T02:25:59.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mass-ul nostru cel de toate zilele</title><content type='html'>mass-ul este un mesaj care se trimite mai ales pe mess, mai multor su tuturor persoanelor din lista. din punctul meu de vedere, mass-urile se impart in mai multe categorii:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. mass-urile utile, care se dau colegilor de munca/facultate etc. este mai usor s dai un mass cand ai o informatie importanta de impartasit decat sa spui fiecarui om in parte, sa dai mesaje individuale sau sa trimiti mail, mai ales ca multa lume nu isi verifica mailul permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. mass-urile amuzante/interesante, pe care le trimiti DOAR oamenilor care stii ca ar gusta chestiile astea. astea sunt ok, pentru ca, in general, oamenii au nevoie si de putina destindere. eu ador sa primesc bancurile zilnice de la &lt;a href="http://jeanbica.blogspot.com/"&gt;jean bica&lt;/a&gt; (azi nu am primit, btw) si linkurile de la &lt;a href="http://gate-of-paranoia.blogspot.com"&gt;wane&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. mass-urile cretinoide, idioate, inutile, enervante care ma fac sa dau cu ignore in oameni. mass-uri gen "familia x are nevoie de bani. trimite mass-ul mai departe si aia o sa primeasca bani" sau "daca ai o dorinta arzatoare, trimite mass-ul asta la n oamnei si o sa ti se indeplineasca dorinta (daca nu te ucid cei n oameni pentru ca ii stresezi)" sau "o poveste de amor cu o morala supercalifragilistica cu unu care si-a dat ochii" etc. urasc imbecilitatile astea de mesaje, pentru ca dovedesc din plin instinctul de turma si prostia omeneasca. vaaaai...scrie undeva ca trebuie sa trimit asta ca altfel am 150 milioane de ani de ghinion si nu mai fac sex 780 de milioane de ani. OMG...repede repede sa trimitem mai departe ca sa am parte de sex si de noroc si de dorinte implinite si de zana maselutza. pe de alta parte, parca putin mai multa antipatie am pentru cei care trimit mass-uri anti mass. asta se cheama ipocrizie si nu-prea-multi-neuroni. adica...pe mine ma enerveaza sa primesc mesaje aiurea, asa ca dau mesaje aiurea ca sa cer oamenilor sa nu mai trimita mesaje aiurea. este ca si cum ai milita impotriva pedepsei capitale omorand oameni. nah ca sunt si macabra da nu mi-a venit alt exemplu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai sa ne unim fortele si sa dam ignore turmei. eu una stiu sigur ca mai raman cu cel putin juma de lista...deci m-am scos :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-5213646655628343513?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-765203265112764413</id><published>2009-05-13T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T02:37:00.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blonde...:)</title><content type='html'>presupun ca toata lumea stie bancul cu blonde: in mall se opreste curentul. 3 oameni au ramas blocati in lift si 2 blonde pe scara rulanta. it's a classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uite ca avem un filmulet cu o blonda care nu a ramas blocata pe scara rulanta, dar i-a fost foarte greu sa o dovedeasca :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="370"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.liveleak.com/e/b0a_1241042885"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/e/b0a_1241042885" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" 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title='blonde...:)'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-9103793511831243853</id><published>2009-05-12T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:39:27.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleah</title><content type='html'>alina merge cu metroul diminetzic si seric. si alina uraste niste chestii prin metrou. si azi i s-au intamplat mai multe dintre ele. si alina se va plange de ele, pentru ca nu a mai comunicat chestii pe blog de ceva vreme si pentru ca a cam luat-o razna din moment ce vorbeste despre ea la persoana a treia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deci...ce uraste alina in metrou...pardon...ce urasc eu in metrou&lt;br /&gt;in primul rand, aglomeratia. ma omoara, ma termina, ma nenoroceste. pentru ca nu suport sa fiu atinsa de straini, pentru ca mi se face cald, pentru ca multa lume pute, pentru ca nu imi place sa am maini pe burta si genti in cur. din pacate este foarte greu de evitat, mai ales saptamana asta cand intru la munca mai dimineata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apoi, mai urasc oamenii care casca fara sa pun a mana la gura. nu numai la metrou, dar mai ales acolo. e gretos, si scarbos si lipsit de bun simt sa faci chestia asta. de ce ar trebui sa vada toti oamenii cate carii ai, pe care ti le-ai plombat, daca ai tartru si cat de strambi sunt dintii tai? pastreaza asta pentru tine si pentru dentistul tau si pune dracu mana la gura ca nu pica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai am o mare problema cu oamenii care mesteca guma cu gura deschisa. este cam la fel de gretos ca si cascatul fara punerea mainii la gura, doar ca mestacatul are si sunet. si cred ca sunt eu defecta dar aud sunetul ala de plescait chiar daca merge metroul si e zgomot. si cand vad cate unul/una asa imi vine sa infig mana in parul persoanei si sa-l/o lovesc repetat cu capul de geam pana cand iti inghite toti dintii si nu mai poate molfai guma aia nenorocita. si eu mestec guma, dar o pastrez pentru mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai urasc oamenii care, desi au ceva loc in spate, prefera sa stea lipiti de mine in loc sa se muta 10 amarati de cm mai incolo. si azi am patit-o. ma tineam de bara (pentru ca echilibrul nu ma ajuta deloc) si o tuta dormea pe ea si se tot sprijinea cu fata de mana mea. pana la urma s-a trezit, s-a indepartat putin, si in secunda 3 era cu gura pe mana mea...adormise iar. bleah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai urasc oamenii care se misca in pas de plimbare pe scari ultra aglomerate, mai ales cand eu ma grabesc. frate, vrei sa te plimbi, du-te in parc. nu imi obtura mie calea cand eu ma grabesc, vine metroul, si sunt in intarziere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si mai urasc oamenii care raman fix langa usa inca de la iancului, ca sa coboare primii la victoriei. eu vreau sa fac asta si nu am loc de ei :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-9103793511831243853?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/9103793511831243853/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=9103793511831243853' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/9103793511831243853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/9103793511831243853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/05/bleah.html' title='bleah'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-6101315696732366799</id><published>2009-05-06T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T01:57:07.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>tin sa ii multumesc din sufletelul meu maaaaare si nevinovat lui &lt;a href="http://gate-of-paranoia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wane&lt;/a&gt;. este un tip extraordinar si are un &lt;a href="http://gate-of-paranoia.blogspot.com/2009/05/cock.html"&gt;huge cock&lt;/a&gt; dar nu asta este important. important e ca mi-a gasit geanta vietii mele pe un site din UK si, datorita lui, o sa o am pe 28. abia astept...me so happy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6101315696732366799?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6101315696732366799/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6101315696732366799' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6101315696732366799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6101315696732366799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4437110830386581364</id><published>2009-05-04T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T05:10:19.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>apel umanitar</title><content type='html'>am nevoie de geanta de laptop si am vazut cea mai misto geanta de laptop EVER. este superba, o iubesc si trebuie sa o am. problema este ca nu e si nu va fi pe stoc ever la niciunul dintre: evomag, pcgarage, mediadot, forit, gotit, emag, e-price si inca fo' 3 da' le-am uitat numele. deci...va implor...daca vedeti pe undeva, aveti pe cineva care vinde sau stiti de unde as putea sa iau, anuntati-ma. geanta este urmatoarea: Dicota Pep.Up Junior Mystique 15, Brown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/Sf7ayCW5JQI/AAAAAAAAADc/cgR3hO8V5Ik/s1600-h/geanta-notebook-dicota-pep.up-junior-mystique-n15388p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/Sf7ayCW5JQI/AAAAAAAAADc/cgR3hO8V5Ik/s400/geanta-notebook-dicota-pep.up-junior-mystique-n15388p.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331939562014450946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't it so pretty that it makes you wanna cry? it sure makes me. deci...pliiiiiiz...daca vedeti pe undeva sa-mi ziceti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si inca un apel umanitar: in wekeend am remarcat ca ar trebui sa mi se interzica prin lege sa mai gatesc, asa ca daca se exista printre cetitori sau prietenii cetitorilor barbat care stie sa gateasca si e si dragut, vreau un comment :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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umanitar'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/Sf7ayCW5JQI/AAAAAAAAADc/cgR3hO8V5Ik/s72-c/geanta-notebook-dicota-pep.up-junior-mystique-n15388p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-2027689697065176042</id><published>2009-05-03T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:20:38.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deja fu</title><content type='html'>nu, n-am scris gresit titlul...asa se numeste un bar pe care l-am descoperit de curand pe langa mine si care mi-a placut tare mult. am fost acolo de 2 ori pana acum. o data am ascultat rock (o groaza de system of a down, ceea ce m-a incantat la culme) si a doua oara muzica mai veche, dar buna (au fost si ceva melodii mai noi, dar am scris melodii, nu zgomot, deci chiar si alea au fost ok - si au pus pana si pulp). este bar in care fumatul este permis, dar este foarte bine aerisit (azi chiar am tremurat putin de aeriseala lor :P). nu e deloc aglomerat, iar decorul este ok (nu e comunist ca "scinteia", dar au o multime de poze simpatice pe pereti). preturi...foarte ok. oameni...nu prea multi (poate asta este motivul pentru care chelnerii au timp sa iti schimbe scrumiera inainte sa dea p-afara si sa iti aduca bautura cand o ceri, nu dupa ce ai murit deja de sete).&lt;br /&gt;ce m-a amuzat foarte tare este ca la baie exista si o cada ascunsa dupa un paravan :D. ce nu mi-a placut este ca baia e comuna asa ca din nou am dat peste unul care se pisha cu usa deschisa. meh...norocul meu sa dau mereu peste oamenii care nu au bolovan la pestera si uita sa inchida usa chiar si cand isi fac nevoile. sau poate sunt exhibitionisti... &lt;br /&gt;in caz ca e cineva interesat, nu stiu adresa, dar o sa incerc sa explic (desi eu si explicatiile...baba si mitraliera). deci...de la liceul hasdeu drept inainte pe strada care duce spre foisor, pe partea dreapta, imediat dupa rondul unde e statia de tramvai.&lt;br /&gt;probabil ca eu o sa ies foarte des la socializat pe acolo asa ca...poate ne vedem (eu o sa fiu ochelarista care sta la masa cu unul sau mai multi baieti, rade tare si vorbeste ca un copil :)) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si fara absolut nicio legatura cu barul, ci doar pentru ca este funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/03OPcn80Uzs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/03OPcn80Uzs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-2027689697065176042?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/2027689697065176042/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=2027689697065176042' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2027689697065176042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2027689697065176042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/05/deja-fu.html' title='deja fu'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-8574874521837891474</id><published>2009-04-30T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:39:14.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crank 2</title><content type='html'>sa incep cu un rezumat al filmului: ass fuck porn pussy small-tits big-jugs horse-dick sillicon-valley (tot tzatze) gay heart-ripped-off guy-burning-face-melting...chestii d-astea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;citisem eu un thread pe imdb cu unu care zice (si bine zice) ca iti trebuie un  creier al dracu de destept sa faci un film atat de prost. este scarbos (nu am putut sa ma uit cum a scuipat unu' in chev - da...in el...era cu matele pe afara pe o masa de operatie, sau cum si-a taiat un gagiu sfarcurile), este complet aiuristic si fara sens, este filmat de iti da dureri de cap, este highly offensive for women (cel putin pentru mine a fost), dar este atat de amuzant de nu mi-a venit sa cred. nu am mai ras atata la un film de ani de zile, si nu exagerez. este complet rupt de realitate (si multi l-au blamat pentru asta) dar este incredibil de alert iar soundtrack-ul este demential. din pacate jason s nu se dezbraca la fel de mult ca in alte filme (deh...am si eu o pata cu jason asta), dar din punctul meu de vedere cele cateva masinute pe care le-am ginit pe acolo au compensat. pentru barbati insa, cred ca este un paradis. este mai plin de tzatze si cururi decat multe filme d-alea cu liceeni care se imbata si se trag la petreceri (e drept ca unele cururi sunt naspa si au celulita si unele tzatze sunt atat de mici de zici ca-s ale unui barbat care nu stie ce-i aia sala, dar am zis deja ca filmul e scarbos :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in concluzie, filmul nu e o capodopera in adevaratul sens al cuvantului (nu cred ca cineva se asteapta la asa ceva de la jason s), dar intr-un mod ciudat si bolnav, este totusi un film excelent. nu e pentru toata luma, asta e clar. dar celor care il pot gusta le garantez cam 75 min de ras cu lacrimi, si vreo 15 de ras mai linistit (din cele 96 cat are filmul)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...si am auzit niste pitzipoance pe randul din spate care isi tot bagau pula...nush in ce si nush a cui, dar se incadreaza si asta in aiuristicul filmului :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si, ca de obicei, un trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UrCGpUKhadU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UrCGpUKhadU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-8574874521837891474?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/8574874521837891474/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=8574874521837891474' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/8574874521837891474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/8574874521837891474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/04/crank-2.html' title='crank 2'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-6468458847816347315</id><published>2009-04-30T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:00:16.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ce mai cauta oamenii...din nou</title><content type='html'>hai ca nu mai scrisesem despre asta de o vreme si deja incepusem sa ma simt egoista ca ma distrez doar eu. cu complimentele de rigoare, iata ce vor unii oameni sa afle cu ajutorul lui nenea gugal (daca stiu eu, raspund ca poate mai cauta o data si macar sa afle si ei cum sta treaba):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sprancenele mari la baieti cum scap de ele?&lt;/strong&gt; - iaca le epilezi (le epileaza). sau poti sa le razi si sa iti tatuezi unele mai jmekere ca deja devine un trend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ai disparut; ce dor -mi era de tine&lt;/strong&gt; - aaaahhhh..ce draguuut...si mie de tine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accese de ras necontrolat&lt;/strong&gt; - mah...si eu am d-astea asa ca cine gaseste o solutie sa-mi dea un comm :)). ah...i did it again...chiar ca am nevoie de un leac :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;want fuck&lt;/strong&gt; - scurt si la obiect. iaca si eu...poate o punem de un club sau ceva (neah...nu te gandi la prostioare ca trebuie sa respect etica...o etica)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cum se termina o femeie cand eace sex&lt;/strong&gt; - aici nu cred ca am inteles intrebarea, dar daca am inteles, raspunsul ar fi "cu un orgasm...daca ai talent" :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vreau sa citesc romanul ultima noapte de dragoste prima noapte de razboi&lt;/strong&gt; - respectele mele...voresc foarte serios. e singura persoana care nu vrea comentarii sau film, ci vrea sa citeasca. ma inclin in fata respectivului IP cu cel mai profund respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;canibalismul la puii de gaina&lt;/strong&gt; - IAR!?!?! ce dracu' e asta. sa ma lumineze si pe mine cineva. se mananca intre ei sau cum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poze vechi cu israela&lt;/strong&gt; - nebunaticule...vrei s-o vezi cand era tanara la brat cu dinozaurii?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evident am avut si cereri de femei facand sex, cacandu-se, fiind grase sau fiind din italia dar astea sunt deja obisnuite pentru blogul meu pur si inocent :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6468458847816347315?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6468458847816347315/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6468458847816347315' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6468458847816347315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6468458847816347315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/04/ce-mai-cauta-oameniidin-nou.html' title='ce mai cauta oamenii...din nou'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-1087134767339819298</id><published>2009-04-29T01:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:41:47.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daca vine cutremurul...</title><content type='html'>...avem o tanti care ne da niste sfaturi mirobolante despre cum sa nu fim omorati de cutremur sau de replice. de fapt...ascultati si voi, minunati-va si, va rog io, nu muriti de ras ca poate mai am nevoie de voi :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/crLqI2ep2u0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/crLqI2ep2u0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-1087134767339819298?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/1087134767339819298/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=1087134767339819298' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/1087134767339819298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/1087134767339819298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/04/daca-vine-cutremurul.html' title='daca vine cutremurul...'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-5741747929283588263</id><published>2009-04-22T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:42:31.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>parents today</title><content type='html'>buey*, ce mi-au vazut mie ochisorii azi in metrou... un pustiulica la vreo 13-14 ani (inca avea mustata de flacau si nu-i daduse paru' pe maini) cu iPhone. si ma uitam la pustiulica ce mai vantura telefonul ala in toate directiile si se dadea mare la pustiulica 2 (un pispirel vai de el). nu o sa spun ca la varsta lui eu abia incepusem sa prind MTV si salivam dupa nick de la BSB, pentru ca nu se compara perioadele. dam evolutiei ce-i al evolutiei. ce nu inteleg eu este ce parinti inconstienti le-ar da copilului (laudaros prin natura lui) o asemenea scula pe mana. nu e vorba de bani sau de rasfat, nu ma intelegeti gresit. pana la urma orice familie e libera sa-si cheltuie venitul dupa preferinte. pentru mine e vorba de siguranta. pentru ca oricand il poti vedea pe pustiu' la stirile de la ora 5, batut cu bestialitate intr-o scara de bloc sau gasit cu gatul taiat intr-un gang, pentru ca 'baetii de baeti' au poftit la scula lui (a se intelege telefonul) si s-au gandit sa si-o insuseasca. cand o sa am eu copii (daca oi gasi pe unu' sa-mi faca) poate sa planga ala micu si sa se dea cu capu de pereti ca ma-sa nu-l iubeste - pana nu e destul de mare copilu' meu nu pupa aur la gat, telefoane jmekere sau alte instrumente d-astea de iau ochii. nu de alta, dar presupun ca o sa-mi iubesc destul de mult copilul cat sa nu vreau sa mi-l aduca cineva pe faras acasa. si cand ma uitam la bengosu ala cum isi flutura telefonul prin metrou de parca nu a mai vazut nimeni iPhone pana acuma, ma gandeam la tutele alea de ies cu bluze cu tzatzele pe afara si buric acoperit din parti, si cu curea pe post de fusta, care se plang ca sunt agatate/agresate/privite ca niste bucati de carne/violate. vorba aia...cere si ti se va da...si nu te plange cand primesti...&lt;br /&gt;noi sa fim sanatosi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* de obicei nu imi place sa folosesc acest apelativ din simplul fapt ca inseamna "bou" in spaniola, si nu vreau sa ma adresez cu "boule" dar parca se potriveste azi :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-5741747929283588263?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/5741747929283588263/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=5741747929283588263' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5741747929283588263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5741747929283588263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/04/parents-today.html' title='parents today'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-8338264509896308749</id><published>2009-04-20T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T06:50:26.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new trailer</title><content type='html'>stiu ca am mai pus unul, dar sunt obsedata asa ca am voie. am gasit un nou trailer pentru "harry potter and the half blood prince"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/36Kl4eIUZIU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/36Kl4eIUZIU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incercand sa privesc obiectiv toata "saga" harry potter, am impresia ca filmul asta o sa atraga mult mai mult decat obisnuitii fani harry potter, atata timp cat lumea va putea sa gaseasca puterea sa treaca penste idei preconcepute gen "nu ma uit la harry potter ca nu imi place ca stiu eu ca e naspa ca asa am auzit". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in concluzie astept(am) cu viu interes ziua de 15 iulie, si cine vrea sa mearga cu mine sa se anunte de acuma :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma intreb daca il vor aduce si la noi 3D (fingers crossed)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-8338264509896308749?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/8338264509896308749/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=8338264509896308749' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/8338264509896308749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/8338264509896308749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-trailer.html' title='new trailer'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-6227903489735604932</id><published>2009-04-13T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T06:32:49.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soacra, soacra, fiara rea</title><content type='html'>cam cum ar arata o invitatie la nunta trimisa de o soacra :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/SeM-1CXn5uI/AAAAAAAAADU/7KiJGLt1pWU/s1600-h/ATT572988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/SeM-1CXn5uI/AAAAAAAAADU/7KiJGLt1pWU/s400/ATT572988.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324168265372002018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa ii multumim toti Irinei, colega mea :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6227903489735604932?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6227903489735604932/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6227903489735604932' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6227903489735604932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6227903489735604932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/04/soacra-soacra-fiara-rea.html' title='soacra, soacra, fiara rea'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/SeM-1CXn5uI/AAAAAAAAADU/7KiJGLt1pWU/s72-c/ATT572988.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-355643251322645578</id><published>2009-04-13T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:42:01.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleah</title><content type='html'>azi am fost la analize...d-alea de trebuie pentru munca. am inceput lejereanu cu tiroida. tanti aia nu cred ca avea toate tiglele pe casa. avea o voce mistica si vorbea foarte rar, chestie care a dat un efect deosebit sugestiei de a zice cateva rugaciuni ca sa ma calmez cand o sa mi se ia sange (n-am scapat de sange...vampirii iadului) si asa...in general...ca sa-mi fie bine. mi-a zis sa citesc si o carte pe care se pare ca toti ar trebui sa o citim (mi-a si notat pe o hartie editura, autorul si titlul cartii). faza cea mai ciudata a fost cand s-a apucat sa ma pipaie pentru control. pe fata, pe gat, pe solduri si tocmai cand ma calmasem cat de cat (mereu am emotii la controale) ma trezesc ca imi pune bluza in cap si incepe sa traga de sutien in sus. cred ca mi-au iesit ochii din orbite ca in desene animate cand am vazut-o cum incearca sa imi ridice sutienul fara sa scoata o vorba. pana la urma a renuntat, si pe vocea ei mistica de cititoare in globul de cristal m-a rugat sa imi dau eu jos sutienul ca nu iese altfel. macar mi-a zis ca am sanii perfecti. tinand cont ca cea mai mare groaza a mea este ca o sa mor de cancer (da...mi-e mai groaza de asta decat de fluturii de noapte care ar putea sa mi se aseze pe fata cand dorm) a fost o veste buna si am iertat-o ca a tras de mine ca un violator in serie. cand mi-a zis ca trebuie sa imi fac analize de sange mi s-a intors antipatia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in rest analizele au fost ok (mai putin aia de la radiologie care mi-a zis sa ma duc sa ma dezbrac si dup-aia sa vin sa semnez ca nu-s gravida). nah...am intrebat-o si eu daca pot semna imbracata si mi-a dat voie in maretia ei de radiologista. plamanii mi-s ok. ochii la fel (facand abstractie de miopie), si rinichii (in afara de nisp care se pare ca e normal). deci doar nenorocita de tiroida imi face probleme si ma trimite la sange :((. mama ei de glanda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line...inca nu mor :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-355643251322645578?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-9102730796548505133</id><published>2009-04-11T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T05:28:32.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>da</title><content type='html'>pentru prima si probabil ultima oara voi prelua o poza de pe cocalari.com. ma amuza site-urile de genul, dar niciodata suficient de mult cat sa incerc sa fac ceva asemenator sau sa ia de acolo pozele sa le pun aici. daca va intereseaza, am la blogroll. si totusi...poza asta este ca un fel de ban foarte bun pe care nu-l pot pastra pentru mine. nu cred ca cineva ar putea sa faca asa ceva si sa creada ca-i de bine. desi...textul demonstreaza veridicitatea reclamei. am zis :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-1497737639655277134</id><published>2009-04-06T00:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T03:22:14.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>muzichie</title><content type='html'>asta iashte pentru sufletelul meu, ca am revazut "juno" si mi-a placut melodia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/20PQBtyfNZY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/20PQBtyfNZY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-1497737639655277134?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/1497737639655277134/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=1497737639655277134' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/1497737639655277134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/1497737639655277134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/04/muzichie.html' title='muzichie'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-2253873622307585820</id><published>2009-04-02T00:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:56:22.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leapsha again</title><content type='html'>iar mi-am luat o leapsha de la jean bica, dar nu ma deranjeaza ca ale lui sunt destepte. here i go again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Care este cartea/autorul pe care o/il vezi ca « Suprema »/”Supremul” ? Pe care ai/l-ai pune-o in rama ? (daca sunt mai multe/multi, enumera-le/enumera-i !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu mi-as umple camera de tablouri daca ar fi asa. mi-as inrama, evident, "harry potter" (fiecare separat ca merita), mi-as inrama "ciresarii" si "winnetou" (nu inramez karl may ca unele carti nu au fost la fel de catchy ca winnetou, asa ca ne rezumam la chesti reprezentative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ai carti pe care consideri ca le-ai fi scris mai bine ? (Daca esti autor al unei carti) Consideri ca esti un scriitor bun ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uneori cand citesc ma gandesc ca poate anumite scene mi-ar iesi mai bine, dar cred ca asta e doar o impresie de-a mea. chiar daca mi s-ar oferi ocazia nu as indrazni sa modific nicio carte. decat poate "dragostea nu moare" a lu' maitreyi (as sterge frumos fiecare pagina si ar iesi o carte mult mai buna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Despre ce carte, autor sau personaj nu ai putea sa spui nimic critic ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu mi-as permite in vecii vecilor amin sa comentez despre karl may, jules verne, j.k. rowling (asta pentru ca l-a creat pe actualul barbat al vietii mele, pe langa bruce willis, harrison ford s.a :D). nu as comenta nimic despre "twilight" si "eclipse" pentru ca mi-au placut tare mult (celelalte 2 parca scartaie putin pe alocuri). personaje non-comentabile sunt multe, asa ca nu le mai enumar ca s-ar putea sa ratez vreunul si sa se supere :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ai participat vreodata la sarbatorirea unei carti, unui autor ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din pacate nu am participat la asa ceva. but then again, nu am fost niciodata la vreun concert sau alta manifestare de genul, deci nu-i mare bai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Literatura romana ti se pare ca merita apreciata ? O faci in vreun fel ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din pacate contactul meu cu literatura romana se rezuma la ce am avut de citit in liceu (dar am citit tot fara sa cracnesc, chiar daca unele nu mi-au placut), ciresarii si neste poeti pe care ii citeam cand eram mai mica si mai desteapta :P. nu pot sa spun neaparat ca apreciez pentru ca nu prea sunt in cunostinta de cauza. dar pot sa spun ca il iuesc pe eminescu, mi-e frica de bacovia si am fost fericita cand mi-a picat nichita stanescu la bac, pentru ca mi-a placut de el si chiar l-am inteles la un animit nivel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ai aruncat vreodata o carte ? Ai arunca ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recunosc cu jena ca da. dar, in apararea mea, era "insula misterioasa" a lui jules verne care se rupsese fix la jumate si lipseau cateva pagini din fiecare jumatate. dar mi-a fost mila de ea si m-am intristat (poate pentru ca ador cartea aia si oricat de mult as citi-o tot plang cand moare jup si cand dispare insula)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sau ai vandut vreodata o carte ? Ai vinde ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat imi cautam job vazusem un post la carturaresti dar...chiar daca mi-ar placea sa lucrez intro librarie, sa fiu inconjurata de carti si sa simt mirosul ala de pagini noi, nu cred ca salariul ar fi suficient pentru asteptarile mele. si in momentul de fata am planuri mari. pe de alta parte dintre cartile mele nu as vinde nimic...ever. they are mine, all mine. si daca e vreuna care nu-mi place, tot a mea e. cine stie cum imi schimb brusc gusturile si aia devine cartea mea preferata?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ai furat vreodata o carte ? Ai fura ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu am furat si nu as fura. nimic, nu numai carri. nu e frica de doamne doamne, dar cand eram mica am ciordit un inel de la o vecina (un jeg de tinichea, nu va imaginati ca am saracit copilul). m-a macinat chestia asta cateva zile de nu am putut sa dorm noaptea. si cand m-am hotarat sa i-l dau inapoi am realizat ca l-am pierdut. asa ca...nu mai pun mana pe nimic ce nu-mi apartine decat ca sa ma uit (nici macar pe prietenii altor oameni, in ciuda acuzatiilor primite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ai criticat un autor sau o carte fara sa o/il cunosti ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu. niciodata nu comentez despre chestii decat daca am habar despre ce e vorba. e un principiu: daca nu stii despre ce vorbesti, taci. si ca tot veni vora, ma enerveaza oamenii care comenteaza aiurea, fara sa stie despre ce e vorba, doar pentru ca a auzit el/ea ca o anume carte e slaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti-ai insusit vreodata creatia unui alt scriitor (blogger) ? Ai face-o ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intotdeauna cand preiau chestii de pe alte bloguri, dau link (si uneori chiar las un comment sa anunt ca "bah...vezi ca am pus la mine...sper ca e ok"). nah...sunt eu mai cinstita de felul meu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat despre dat mai departe, oamenilor care ma cititi...feel free...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-2253873622307585820?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/2253873622307585820/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=2253873622307585820' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2253873622307585820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2253873622307585820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/04/leapsha-again.html' title='leapsha again'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-981205795670729763</id><published>2009-04-01T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:01:00.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 aprilie</title><content type='html'>o duamne...se pare ca noii mei colegi sunt fani farse de 1 aprilie. s+a inceput de dimineata. irina, o colega mai veche, a incercat sa ne sperie ca trebuie sa donam sange. noroc ca nu am auzit de la inceput asa ca nu a tinut gluma. intre timp a auzit altcineva asa ca a picat farsa (pentru noi aia prezenti ca a tinut pt colegele care au ajuns putin mai tarziu). teroarea din ochii uneia dintre colege a fost oglinda terorii mele cand aud de ace in general. vrand sa faca gluma mai strong, irina ne-a condus pe toti intr-o sala de sedinte, sa asteptam asistenta acolo. si pe tabla din sala de sedinte a scris "azi la ora 12 se doneaza sange (tzeapa)". abia abia s-au uitat colegele pacalite pe tabla. problema mai grava a fost ca nu s-a mai sters chestia aia ca se pare ca markerul chiar era permanent :))&lt;br /&gt;pe urma tot irina (si daca o vezi ai zice ca e un ingeras incapabil sa coaca faze de genul asta) s-a hotarat sa ii faca o farsa unui coleg care a citit cu daruire materialele pt training, si anuma e scos la imprimanta ceva similar cu o chestie pe care o aveam de citit, dar nu chiar identic... probabil ca colegul nu a citit cu asa de mare atentie (ha, tudor) ca nu s-a prins ca erau diferite.&lt;br /&gt;mi-am luat-o si eu...mi-au scos cablul de retea. dar am fost cu ei dimineata cand planuiau sa ii faca asta altei colege asa ca m-am prins de faza destul de repede.&lt;br /&gt;si colega cristina si-a luat sare in paharul cu apa. eu in locul ei nu beam din pahar lasat nesupravegheat cu micii buzdugani in zona :) baaa...cred ca nu ma gandeam chiar asa bine si tot luam o gura zdravana.&lt;br /&gt;si asa ne-am distrat noi copios la munca astazi :D &lt;br /&gt;sper ca de maine sa termina cu farsele or else...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-981205795670729763?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/981205795670729763/comments/default' title='Postare 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4338809023924554719</id><published>2009-03-30T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:33:19.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>e o prima data pt orice</title><content type='html'>azi dimineata m-am trezit gratioasa ca o floare si am gasit un semeseu de la gagica unui tip cu care ma conversam eu mai demult (nu dau nume ca nu-i frumos). o sa va povestesc si care-i faza cu tipul, ca sa vedeti ca nu sunt spargatoare de "casnicii" dar mai intai lasati-ma sa ma minunez. era un semeseu care suna exact la fel ca mailurile pe care le mai citeaza bad pitzi de la tute. eu credeam ca mailurile alea sunt mituri, ca nessie (monstrul din lochness pt cine a citit deja "breaking dawn"...sa nu ne incurcam). se pare ca nu. semeseul asta avea toate elementele cheie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- prezentarea: sunt X, prietena lui Y&lt;br /&gt;- "scumpo"...wtf?! nu sunt scumpa ta. pretena lui frate-miu imi zice asa...dar asta pentru ca ii place de mine si suntem prietene. nu ca sa faca pe fata bond sau ceva...femeia periculoasa dar care te ia prin invaluire cu cuvintele ei bine alese si dulci si...&lt;br /&gt;- gramatica, frate. fetele astea nu pun si ele mana pe o carte nici sa le bati.&lt;br /&gt;- amenintare..pe care pot sa nu o iau ca pe o amenintare, dar stie unde lucrez. eh...pacat ca mi-am schimbat jobul. stiam eu ceva...d-aia am fugit de colo colo...sa-mi piarda urma&lt;br /&gt;- actiuni intreprinse: l-a pus pe baiat sa imi dea ignore. oh the pain, the horror...d-aia nu mai rasare soarele. e adevarat ca tipul e caterinca si imi placea sa vorbesc cu el dar nu suficient de mult cat sa inghit semeseuri de la prietene paranoice de dragul lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acuma sa va zic si povestea cu gagiul ca sa nu ma ostracizati. acum o vreme, cand jucam eu wow, am postat cerand ajutor cu configurarea unui caracter. un preten din retea m-a pus in legatura cu un coleg d-al lui, care juca wow, ca sa ma ajute. si din vorba in vorba am inceput sa ne pierdem timpul impreuna pe mess cand eram la munca. mai bine sa vorbesc cu cineva decat sa ma uit pe pereti...asa ca am profitat de baiat. plus ca si lui ii placea sa vorbeasca cu mine. mi-a zis el ca are o gagica paranoica, dar credeam ca exagereaza el cum fac baietii carora li s-a urat cu binele. da' de unde...se pare ca valiza e sarita...&lt;br /&gt;oh well...acum astept sa vad daca mai are de comentat...sunt tare curioasa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astept sustinerea voastra daca vrea don'soara sa ma bata sau ceva :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-4338809023924554719?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-1463157207543332174</id><published>2009-03-29T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T04:00:16.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a fost odata</title><content type='html'>a fost odata ca niciodata, ca daca n-ar fi nu s-ar povesti, o printesa. nu era cea mai frumoasa din tara, nu era cea mai desteapta din lume. de fapt, nu era speciala in niciun fel. era pur si simplu o printesa cat se poate de obisnuita. cand a ajuns si ea la varsta adolescentei si a aflat cam cum sta treaba cu printii, s-a gandit ca ar fi cazul sa inceapa si ea sa caute unul pentru ea. nefiind extraordinara in niciun fel, nu se putea astepta sa se lupte printii pe mana ei. asa ca a pornit prin lume, la cunoscut de printi. cat de curand si-a dat seama ca printii erau deosebiti, pentru ca aratau ca din cartile cu povesti. dar printii aia erau narcisisti si nu prea destepti. si isi cautau printese la fel ca ei. asa ca printesa noastra a ajuns la concluzia ca si un cavaler ar fi foarte bun. dar cavalerii erau luati, gay sau neinteresati. pe printesa o cam apuca disperarea. se gandea ca nu se poate sa nu fie si alesul ei pe undeva pe acolo. am uitat sa va spun ca printesa noastra inca traia in lumea ei de poveste.&lt;br /&gt;intr-o buna zi, printesa noastra se plimba ganditoare pe malul unei ape si a auzit o broscuta care plangea. din vorba in vorba a aflat ca broscuta auzise de la mama ei, care auzise de la o prietena, care auzise de la fratele unei matusi a bunicii unei prietene, ca unele broscute sunt printi fermecati. din aceeasi sursa broscuta auzise ca blestemul nu se ridica decat cu un sarut al unei printese. cu inima usoara de speranta, printesa s-a hotarat sa sarute broscuta. dar...broscuta nu era print, asa ca printesa a plecat dezamagita si oarecum scarbita ca a sarutat o broasca. totusi, a retinut povestea si s-a hotarat sa mai incerce. si astfel a cunoscut o gramada de broscute. cu unele chiar si-a pierdut o groaza de timp discutand, pentru ca s-a gandit ca poate e nevoie de mai mult decat un sarut (auzise ea un zvon despre o bestie care se transformase in om).&lt;br /&gt;din pacate timpul trecea si printesa crestea tot mai mult si incepea sa iasa din lumea ei de poveste, dandu-si seama ca a sarutat la broaste de i-a venit rau si nici una nu s-a transformat in print, cavaler, sau macar vreun taran decent. toate au ramas broaste. si de atunci a invatat printesa sa nu mai aiba incredere in broaste. "o sa ma schimb" nu se intampla niciodata. si astfel printesa a hotarat sa stea si sa isi astepte printul, in loc sa umble din loc in loc sarutand broaste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-1463157207543332174?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/1463157207543332174/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=1463157207543332174' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/1463157207543332174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/1463157207543332174'/><link rel='alternate' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3293751556464805047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/03/ahahaha.html' title='ahaha...ha'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/ScvXixQKBdI/AAAAAAAAADE/uLSj04ldsiE/s72-c/fail-owned-meat-origin-fail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-775591562563840607</id><published>2009-03-25T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:11:20.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day at work</title><content type='html'>azi in sfarsit am fost la munca...dupa atat timp de asteptat si plictisit pe acasa (nici wow nu am mai jucat, atata de plictisita am fost). haideti sa va fac un rezumat al primei zile ca sa ma dau mare. ca sa zic in cat mai putine cuvinte, e SUPER TARE FRATE. colegii sunt super de treaba si fun si cool (si nu, nu stiu ca am blog asa ca nu dau cu periuta sau ceva). fata de ce am vazut pe la banca este ca si cum as fi dat peste zana zanelor dupa ce am intalnit numa' cotoroante. sediul in sine este superb, luminos, aerisit. cam "labirintic" ca sa zic asa dar invat repede. mi-am ales un birou la geam si vad juma de pipera...privelistea e superba. le-am cunoscut si pe fetele cu care voi lucra (care sunt cele de la interviu si sunt super de gasca). am avut si conferinta cu managerul general...deci OMG.&lt;br /&gt;am aflat ca o sa ne dea si laptopuri si desktopuri aici, avem si casti noi noute, avem sala de mese, bucatarioara cu cafea moca si sucuri (tot moca). momentan nu am avut timp sa explorez prea mult, si inca nu am inceput trainingul dar sunt nerabdatoare. mai ca nu as mai pleca de aici (desi mi-e cam somnic acuma :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in concluzie sunt foarte incantata, am observat aici o cu totul alta atitudine fata de "aia noi" (mult mai apropiata de atitudinea de la fostul job) si vad ca toate merg ok pana acum (nu ma asteptam sa ne astepte badge-urile la intrare, sa ni se puna poza pe ele imediat si sa ni se faca rost de laptopuri intr-o ora, desi cele pe care le vom avea definitiv nu au venit inca). alta viata, frate. pot sa zic cu mana pe inima ca a meritat asteptarea...merita si mai mult de atat :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-775591562563840607?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/775591562563840607/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=775591562563840607' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/775591562563840607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/775591562563840607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-day-at-work.html' title='first day at work'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4752875219051941790</id><published>2009-03-10T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:09:25.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no longer jobless</title><content type='html'>in sfarsit am semnat oferta de la oracle. pe 25 martie incep. salariul este dublu fata de cel de la banca. orarul este ok din punctul meu de vedere. o sa am o luna training (deci rar trebui sa bag ceva la cap in timpul asta). trebuie sa fac iar analize :(( (asta deja este un complot impotriva mea: din iunie pana in martie de 3 ori analize? cu tot cu sange de fiecare data. presupun ca o sa trec cu bine si peste asta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tipa de la HR este superba. a fost asa de draguta cu mine in timpul in care asteptam vesti. m-a sunat de cateva ori doar ca sa imi spuna ca totul este ok, sa nu ma ingrijorez, sa nu imi fac probleme etc. nu cred ca sunt multi oameni care se poarta asa cu viitorii colegi :). azi m-am intalnit cu ea cand am semnat oferta si e foarte de treaba. daca macar o parte din oamenii de acolo sunt asa, cred ca o sa-mi placa. acuma mai trebuie doar sa incerc sa imi schimb programul de somn. cu siguranta nu o sa incep la 1-2 dupa amiaza asa ca trebuie sa incep sa lucrez la asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uite cum se rezolva chestiile in viata...catinel catinel :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-4752875219051941790?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/4752875219051941790/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=4752875219051941790' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4752875219051941790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4752875219051941790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-longer-jobless.html' title='no longer jobless'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-287311205912516309</id><published>2009-03-06T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:24:09.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fire and ice</title><content type='html'>am citit despre filmul asta (nu mai stiu unde) ca e un film "cu efecte de oscar". de asemenea e un film marca mediapro, cu ceva actori romani (printre care si cabral si loredana). pe de alta parte am auzit cum ca ar fi un film slab...dureros de slab. asa ca, din plictiseala, mi-am luat inima in dinti si l-am vazut. o doamne! nici nu stiu de unde sa incep. hai sa incep cu actingul. este ok pe alocuri, prost in marea majoritate si dezastruos in ce a mai ramas din film. evident ca nu te poti astepta de la loredana sa stie sa joace, dar macar te astepti sa fie capabila sa isi spuna replicile. se pare ca engleza nu este punctul ei forte, asa ca mare lucru nu intelegi din ce zice. noroc ca era doar o camerista asa ca apare de 2 ori si are gen 4 replici. chiar si actorii mai in varsta au momentele lor de slabiciune. meh...se mai intampla in filme tv.&lt;br /&gt;povestea este...o poveste de film cu printese si dragoni si cavaleri. dupa ce faci cunostinta cu toate personajele deja iti dai seama care unde bate, care e tradator si care e tradat. de fapt iti dai seama de asta cum apare cate un personaj nou. totul este predictibil. e ceva de genul: printesaeste baietoasa, calareste si se imbraca in pantaloni, taica-su e super incantat, maica-sa nu. pe urma dragonul ataca regatul. pe urma printesa face pe dracu in 4 si il cauta pe cavalerul despre care se stia ca a omorat un dragon. da peste sexosu' de fi-su (cavaleru' murise). sexosu' initial nu vrea, pana la urma cedeaza. fac un plan care implica sa trezeasca alt dragon (cred ca e ala pe care il omorase ta-su) ca sa il omoare pe ala care ataca regatu. dragonii incep sa se bata. se petrec chestii. dragonii se bat. se petrec alte chestii. dragonii se bat. regele moare. dragonii se bat. cabral trece de partea printesei. dragonii se bat. regele rau moare. dragonii se bat...si tot asa pana moare unu' dintre dragoni si trebuie omorat si celalalt...chestie de care se ocupa sexosu'. la un moment dat se face o referire si la robin hood desi sunt ferm convinsa ca din punct de vedere temporal robin hood a fost muuult dupa povestile cu dragoni. dar...treaca de la mine. a...si sexosu' omoara pe toata lumea. ba le suceste gatu' ca la puii de gaina, ba taie cu sabia la ei fara probleme (si sabia tot curata ramane)...este mai ceva ca terminator.&lt;br /&gt;si acuma sa ajungem la efecte. mai...efectele lor "demne de oscar" par a fi facute cu studio. nu ca studio e un soft prost doar ca...nu e professional. adica te-ai fi asteptat...ma rog, eu m-as fi asteptat, sa nu fie chiar asa de evident unde s-a folosit green screen, si ca dragonii sunt facuti pe calculator. adica...stiu ca nu se iezista dragoni, dar ma asteptam sa fie mai credibili aia de pe ecran. pe de alta parte am ras cu lacrimi cand printesa avea lacrimi in ochi da nu curgeau ale dracu. se umplusera ochii de lacrimi d-alea false, da nu dadeau pe langa, si aia nu clipea sa nu-si strice concentrarea. genial a fost cand, dupa momentul de maxima incordare, ca sa fie mai dramatica, tipa isi sterge o lacrima (care nu cursese inca). dupa ce termina miscarea, tradatoare de lacrima incepe sa curga pe la celalalt colt al ochiului. alta faza a fost cand tipul trebuia sa escaladeze un munte. bai...aproape am facut pe mine de ras cand am vazut ca pe asa-zisu munte erau sprijinitoare d-alea cum sunt pe peretii pe care oamenii se prefac ca fac alpinism in mijlocu orasului (habar n-am cum se cheama). si omu tot urca cu daruire pe munte, dar erau aceleasi 2 scene filmate din unghiuri diferite. demential...sublim...am ras cu lacrimi cum n-am mai ras de foarte mult timp la un film.&lt;br /&gt;as zice ca vi-l recomand pe post de comedie, dar neaparat cu o gasca de prieteni si ceva alcool. eu nu am avut nici una nici alta asa ca imediat ce am terminat filmul am barfit aici...simti nevoia...nu poti sa tii doar pentru tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si, asa cum v-am obisnuit la discutii despre film, trailerul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4208813086730452809</id><published>2009-03-04T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:01:07.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>soferia bat-o vina</title><content type='html'>deci...stiu ca nu se incepe o fraza cu "deci" dar am ramas fara cuvinte la filmuletul de mai jos. si am observat din comentarii ca sunt oameni care se si amuza pe seama boului din clip. mie sincer nu mi-a venit sa rad. la inceput mi s-a parut putintel retardat si putin mai incolo mi s-a facut rau...fara nici un fel de exagerare. cum e posibil asa ceva? si ne mai miram ca se inmultesc accidentele la fel ca tiganii sin satra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wmaVMkqC8ok&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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m-am uitat la el, ci pentru ca joaca eugene hutz (si mi-a placut de el tare mult in "everything is illuminated"...si imi place de el in general :D). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filmul asta a primit in genere comentarii dezastruoase, dar asta nu m-a oprit pe mine niciodata. dupa ce l-am vazut nu pot sa zic decat...meh. nu e cine stie ce, nu este incredibil de amuzant si nu tineam neaparat sa-l vad pe eugene imbracat in femeie (fix la naomi m-am gandit). ce mi-au placut sunt tinutele lui eugene si muzichia lui gogol bordello. si va dau si cu un trailer mai jos...poate asa va faceti o idee mai buna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9nx6YW3qAI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9nx6YW3qAI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-u-want-to-touch-sky-fuck-duck-and.html' title='if u want to touch the sky, fuck a duck and try to fly'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-2589027802834724241</id><published>2009-02-26T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:54:19.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>viata bate filmu'</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r1MuU2bmAXM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r1MuU2bmAXM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H21DAHRqgAM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H21DAHRqgAM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa razi? sa plangi? sa ti se faca greata? cici balerina si travestitul...alexandra. dupa cum discutam cu sergiu la o berica...ne indreptam spre idiocracy si mi-e ca nu mai avem cale de scapare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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filmu&apos;'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-7544592948135859646</id><published>2009-02-25T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T04:44:39.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROMANIAN PLACES IN ENGLISH</title><content type='html'>prin amabilitatea lui Mihai :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adunatii Copaceni - Gathered Tree People&lt;br /&gt;Afumati - Neversober&lt;br /&gt;Baicoi - Youball&lt;br /&gt;Buhusi - Boo&lt;br /&gt;Buzau - Really Fat Lip&lt;br /&gt;Calarasi - Silly-dressed Folks on Horses&lt;br /&gt;Ciorogarla - Nigger-River&lt;br /&gt;Constanta - The Steadiness&lt;br /&gt;Dor Marunt - Miniature Melancholy&lt;br /&gt;Husi - Shoo&lt;br /&gt;Navodari - Networkers&lt;br /&gt;Onesti - The Sincere&lt;br /&gt;Pitesti - Youdohide&lt;br /&gt;Satu-Mare - The Rather Roomy Rural Community&lt;br /&gt;Slatina - Slut Tina&lt;br /&gt;Slobozia - A Very Wrong Local Tradition&lt;br /&gt;Târgu Frumos - The Aesthetically Pleasing Bazaar&lt;br /&gt;Urlati - Gimme Some Noise&lt;br /&gt;Voluntari - Town of Unpaid Assistants&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-7544592948135859646?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/7544592948135859646/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=7544592948135859646' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton a mintit. Un barbat poate uita unde parcheaza sau chiar unde locuieste, dar nu uita niciodata o partida de sex oral, indiferent cat de nereusita a fost." Barbara Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Potrivit unor cercetari recente, femeile spun ca se simt mai comfortabil daca se dezbraca in fata unui barbat, decat daca ar face-o in fata unei femei. Aceasta din cauza ca femeile sunt foarte critice, in timp ce barbatii sunt doar recunoscatori." Robert DeNiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Se zice ca ar fi aparut un nou scandal in lumea medicala. Doctorii semnaleaza faptul ca barbatii au reactii alergice la prezervativele din latex. Acestea provoaca umflarea puternica a penisului. Si, care-i problema?" Dustin Hoffman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sexul este ereditar. Daca parintii tai nu au facut, nici tu nu vei face.." Anonim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cunoasteti privirea aceea pe care o au femeile cand vor sa faca sex? Nici eu!"  Steve Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Femeile au nevoie de un motiv ca sa faca sex. Barbatii au nevoie numai de un loc unde s-o faca.." Billy Crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sa faci sex e ca si cum ai juca bridge. Daca n-ai un partener bun, ar fi bine sa ai o mana  buna." Woody Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama mea n-a sesizat niciodata nimic ironic in a ma numi 'son-of-a-bitch'." Jack Nicholson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Femeile sunt capabile sa mimeze orgasmul. Barbatii pot mima o intreaga relatie." Sharon Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exista cateva dispozitive care cresc dorinta sexuala, in special la femei. Cel mai important dintre acestea este Mercedes-Benz 500 SL." Lynn Lavner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bigamia inseamna sa ai o nevasta in plus. Monogamia e acelasi lucru." Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vedeti, problema e ca Dumnezeu i-a dat barbatului un creier si un penis, dar nu i-a dat suficient sange pentru a le folosi pe amandoua deodata." Robin Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Iubirea este raspunsul, dar in timp ce astepti raspunsul, sexul ridica niste intrebari bunicele." Woody Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cand am ajuns in America, nu stiam sa vorbesc engleza, dar viata mea sexuala era perfecta. Acum engleza mea e perfecta, dar viata mea sexuala e groaznica." Julio Iglesias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ultima data cand am fost inauntrul unei femei a fost cand am vizitat Statuia Libertatii." Woody Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sunt un amant atat de bun, pentru ca exersez foarte mult singur." Woody Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sexul si golful sunt singurele doua lucruri de care te poti bucura fara sa te pricepi la ele." Kevin Costner - Tin Cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bisexualitatea dubleaza automat sansele de a avea o intalnire sambata noaptea."Rodney Dangerfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Este mai bine sa nu fii fidel, decat sa fii fidel fara sa ti-o doresti." Brigitte Bardot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daca Dumnezeu nu ar fi dorit ca noi sa ne masturbam, ne-ar fi facut bratele mai scurte. George Carlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Il iubesc mai mult pe Mickey Mouse decat pe orice femeie pe care am cunoscut-o." Walt Disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sexul este unul din cele noua motive pentru reincarnare. Celelalte opt n-au importanta." George Burns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sexul la 90 de ani este ca si cand ai juca biliard cu o funie." George Burns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nimeni nu va castiga razboiul sexelor; se fraternizeaza prea mult cu inamicul." Henry Kissinger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Personal, nu stiu nimic despre sex, deoarece am fost maritata tot timpul." Zsa Zsa Gabor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marea diferenta dintre sexul platit si sexul gratis este ca sexul platit costa mai putin." Brendan Francis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"De ce ar trebui sa primim sfaturi despre sex de la Papa ? Daca stie ceva despre sex, nu ar trebui sa stie!" George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In America sexul este o obsesie, in alte parti ale lumii este o realitate." Marlene Dietrich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pentru a avea succes la sexul opus, spune-i ca esti impotent. Va face tot posibilul sa iti demonstreze contrariul." Cary Grant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In loc sa ma recasatoresc, mai bine imi gasesc o femeie care sa nu-mi placa si-i dau pur si simplu o casa." Rod Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Munca de programator este ca si sexul. O singura greseala si trebuie sa platesti pentru ea tot restul vietii." Michael Sinz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Prietena mea rade intotdeauna in timp ce facem sex, indiferent de ceea ce citeste." Steve Jobs (fondator Apple Computers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-565527722462226353?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/565527722462226353/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=565527722462226353' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/565527722462226353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/565527722462226353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/02/cugetari-despre-sex.html' title='cugetari despre sex'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-5519023288781070049</id><published>2009-02-09T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:42:36.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>leapsha</title><content type='html'>m-am pricopsit cu o leapsha de la &lt;a href="http://jeanbica.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jean&lt;/a&gt;, si pentru ca mi s-a parut mult mai tare decat multe dintre tag-urile primite de-a lungul timpului, m-am decis sa accept provocarea. trebuie sa raspund la niste intrebari destul de serioase (speram intr-un mod cat de putin plictisitor posibil) si sa dau mai departe. de acuma anunt ca nu voi nominaliza pe nimeni, dar m-as bucura daca cei care ma citesc si detin in ograda proprie un blog ar prelua si ei tag-ul asta si m-ar si anunta ca sa vad cu cine am de-a face :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, let's begin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Care e povestea ta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de-a lungul timpului colegi de la munca m-au rugat sa scriu un jurnal si sa le permit ca faca un fel de Alina's Diary (spunand ei ca ar fi mult mai tare decat Bridget Jones' Diary). tind sa cred ca ma placeau ei asa, ca persoana, si dadeau cu periutza ca sa ma faca sa ma simt bine (ca rasplata pentru ca ii amuzam cu povestirile cu si despre mine). pot sa spun ca, daca cineva ar avea rabdarea sa faca un film al vietii mele, ar iesi un fel de comedy drama romance horror fantasy si lista poate continua. cand eram mica mica, eram tare volubila si cam cersetoare. cand am mai crescut, dat fiindca eram cea mai inalta din clasa (guys included) si cea mai dolofana si cea mai tocilara si cea mai apreciata de profi, am inceput sa ma inchid in mine pana am ajuns la un stadiu avansat de timiditate. iar incercarile mele de flirt erau patetice. si din pacate erau mult pentru ca in perioada aia nu a fost moment in care sa nu imi placa de cel putin 4-5 baieti de pe la alte clase. apoi a venit liceul si, usor usor, am devenit si eu normala (adica raspundeam daca vorbea cineva cu mine fara sa ma inrosesc ca un gogosar, si nu ma mai comportam ca o semi retardata cand erau si baieti in grup). si de atunci m-am tot maturizat, pana acum vreo 2-3 ani cand am inceput sa o iau inapoi (cred ca acum am ajuns din nou la 17-18 ani). sper, spre binele meu si al bietului meu prieten, ca o sa incep sa ma maturizez la loc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cum te vezi peste 10 ani? Inchipuie-te!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinand cont ca eu nu ma vad nici peste o luna, asta o sa fie un exercitiu dificil. In principiu sper ca pana atunci sa am pe cineva alaturi, si acel cineva sa fie inca in totalitatea facultatilor mintale si sa nu cumva sa fie invalid din cauza glumelor mele mai mult sau mai putin agresive sau a neindemanarii (tot a mea...). sper sa am casa mea pana atunci (a mea, nu a noastra...ca am eu niste pitici pe creier si vreau un apartament care sa fie doar al meu, platit de mine...deh! femeie independenta). daca inca mai stau cu parintii n-o sa mai prind peste 10 ani cu siguranta. o sa ma manance depresia. si peste 10 ani ar fi cazul sa am un job ca lumea. poate pana atunci ma suna macar una dintre firmele la care mi-am depus cv-ul :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accepti critica? Cum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da, accept critica asa cum un om normal ar accepta un cui in cap. teoretic accept critica constructiva, care sa ma faca pe mine sa fiu un om mai bun. practic, daca ma critici, ai ceva cu mine. si acum stiu pe cineva care o sa sara in sus de fericire ca am recunoscut asta, si o sa-mi scoata ochii cu treaba asta intru eternitate si mai mult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De ce te exprimi pe blog? Ce te-a determinat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de cand eram eu mica am vrut sa ma fac jurnalista. din pacate am ajuns la ase si cam asta a fost finalul visului. blogul meu este o incercare destul de patetica de a vedea cum ar fi fost daca as fi fost...daca si cu parca. acuma ca scriu aici treaba asta suna tare aiurea dar in sinea mea chiar avea un dram de sens. in principiu am senzatia ca uneori am prea multe idei (bune sau nu) si prea putini oameni cu care sa le impartasesc. si decat sa trimit mass-uri mai bine asa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cine ai fi daca nu ai fi cine esti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu am nici cea mai vaga idee, dar de preferat as fi super cool, mai cu capul pe pamant in unele domenii si mai aiurita in altele...si mai putin plictisibila de chestii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cam atat despre mine. va rog sa lasati lenea, sa preluati leapsha si sa-mi lasati si mie un comment ca sa vad ce aveti de zis despre voi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/562829870755023361-5519023288781070049?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/5519023288781070049/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=5519023288781070049' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5519023288781070049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5519023288781070049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/02/leapsha.html' title='leapsha'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-6457637668011904330</id><published>2009-02-04T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:41:45.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight the movie</title><content type='html'>am fost azi la film, ca am terminat de citit cartea. pareri? cartea este superba si te tine cu sufletul la gura. fiind scrisa din perspectiva tipei, vezi acolo fiecare reactie la zambetul don juan-ului, la vocea lui, la atingerea lui...si pun pariu ca orice fata de pe lumea asta a simtit treburile alea macar o data. in felul asta e usor sa te identifici cu bella, chiar daca nu ai fost cuplata cu un vampir (pana acum :P).&lt;br /&gt;filmul urmareste destul de bine linia cartii, desi sare unele detalii in favoarea unor scene care nu apar in carte. oricum, bine facut, chiar daca actorii care interpreteaza familia de vampiri nu sunt chiar asa cum te-ai astepta sa fie. but then again...unde gasesti 7 oameni pur si simplu perfecti din punct de vedere fizic, care sa stie sa si joace :P&lt;br /&gt;am fost uimita sa vad sala aproape plina, desi filmul nu e chiar nou la cinema (poate un factor important a fost faptul ca azi e orange film), si a fost foarte tare cand juma' de sala a inceput sa aplaude la primul lor sarut (nu e spoiler ca presupun ca toata lumea se asteapta ca la un moment dat cei doi sa se si mozoleasca intr-o poveste de amor nebun si iesit din tipare)&lt;br /&gt;in concluzie, fetelor, merita sa pierdeti 2 ore pentru filmul asta (chiar daca &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1500155/"&gt;robert pattinson&lt;/a&gt; nu e asa de sexy cum ar fi trebuit sa fie edwars cullen). baietilor, puteti fi si voi mai putin incapatanati (adica sa nu judecati filmul doar prin ce auziti despre el) pentru ca s-ar putea sa va placa si voua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z0Bbw3G_bxk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z0Bbw3G_bxk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6457637668011904330?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6457637668011904330/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6457637668011904330' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6457637668011904330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6457637668011904330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/02/twilight-movie.html' title='twilight the movie'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-7040959167984233438</id><published>2009-02-02T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:22:27.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight</title><content type='html'>presupun ca multa lume a auzit de fenomenul "twilight", carte si film, bestseller...o adevarata isterie. am citit pe undeva cum ca seria "twilight" ar fi batut seria "harry potter" la incasari asa ca asta mi-a trezit interesul. cum sunt somera, aproape am terminat mysterious ways si am inceput sa-mi pierd interesul pentru wow (instantele alea pentru tier 6 nu mai sunt facubile :(( ) am hotarat sa ma abandonez curentului si sa ma apuc de lecturat (si asa nu mai aveam ce sa citesc). in concluzie azi m-am dus la shopping de carti. la mihai eminescu nu mai aveau nici in romana nici in engleza. la anthony frost aveau doar 3 (pe care le-am achizitionat of course). la humanitas nimic. in concluzie o sa mai fac o vizita la anthony frost pentru ultima. ma rog...nu asta e ideea. ideea e ca acum o sa ma apuc de citit (si pana nu termin cartea twilight nu ma uit la film). urati-mi succes. sper sa fie o carte foarte buna chiar daca subiectul in sine e cam clichee (poveste de amor intre un vampir si o oama), pentru ca in conditiile date banii cheltuiti provin din economii stranse cu truda si sacrificii la shopping, nu din zile de ne-facut nimic la munca :P&lt;br /&gt;va zic parerea mea cand termin prima carte...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-7040959167984233438?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-6758662932500231089</id><published>2009-01-27T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:45:11.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysterious Ways</title><content type='html'>nu, nu am dat-o in diverse. asta este numele unui serial superb care a fost difuzat acum cativa ani si la noi. dupa lupte seculare l-am gasit pe undeva pe net. este un serial extraordinar, si vi-l recomand din suflet (pentru cei care gusta genul). in principiu este vorba despre niste oameni care cauta miracole, lucruri stranii, coincidente. dupa ce le gasesc, incearca sa le explice din punct de vedere stiintific. categoric ceva ramane imposibil de explicat in final. poate nu pare cine stie ce la prima vedere, dar este extraordinar si te prinde. avem un profesor traznit, delicios de neindemanatic, cu cateva doage lipsa, foarte amuzant, care vede miracole peste tot dupa ce chiar el a trait unul. avem o psihiatra cu picioarele pe pamant, macinata de cateva probleme spinoase, care cauta explicatiile fenomenelor bizare pentru ca ei i-a fost refuzat un miracol atunci cand avea nevoie de el. si avem asistenta profesorului, care este un geniu, dar este complet bizara si nu reuseste sa se integreze in societate. si asta e o combinatie fericita din punctul meu de vedere. va recomand serialul cu draga inima si sper sa-l savurati la fel ca mine. si va garantez ca nu o sa va transforme in paranoici care ajung sa creada ca tot ce li se intampla e un semn. pur si simplu e relaxant si te poate face sa crezi ca acolo, undeva, un miracol te asteapta si pe tine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6758662932500231089?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6758662932500231089/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6758662932500231089' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6758662932500231089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6758662932500231089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/01/mysterious-ways.html' title='Mysterious Ways'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-9162820744842706219</id><published>2009-01-27T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T05:00:32.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atentie</title><content type='html'>post serios de data asta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am citit pe un forum urmatoarea istorisire a unei tipe (va fac un rezumat). a primit un tel de la orange chipurile (ea avand abonament orange) cum ca poate beneficia de 1000 de min gratuite pe 6 luni, cu conditia bage niste coduri pe mobil. i s-a spus ca va primi si sms de confirmare. dupa primul cod a citit sms-ul de confirmare, care o informa de fapt ca a incarcat cartela prepay x cu suma de 200 eur. pe forumul respectiv erau mai multe persoane care ziceau ca au patit asa ceva, pe irange si cosmote. eu am patit pe vodafone, dar eu eram la munca asa ca l-am expediat pe tip inainte sa apuce sa imi dea toate detaliile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concluzia este: aveti grija. se pare ca asta e urmatoate inselatorie dupa ce aia cu castigatu de masina sau telefon a aparut prin ziare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-9162820744842706219?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/9162820744842706219/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=9162820744842706219' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/9162820744842706219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/9162820744842706219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/01/atentie.html' title='Atentie'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-2060397254531920350</id><published>2009-01-20T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T03:52:10.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pitzi</title><content type='html'>am terminat de vazut "sex and the city" de curand. deh, daca sunt somera stau acasa si ma uit la seriale. sau ma joc. sau citesc. sau dorm. dar sa revenim. facand abstractie de faptul ca este un basm modern, cu femei cinice sau nu, romantice sau nu, curve sau nu, care isi gasesc toate marea dragoste, eu am observat altceva care m-a luminat o tzara. femeile alea (mai putin miranda, care este mai decenta si mai putin sic), sunt pitzipoance in adevaratul sens al cuvantului, din toate punctele de vedere, si avanseaza pe parcurs pana ajung de-a dreptul ilare in pitzipongeala lor. poate pentru ele, in NY, este OK. sar pentru mine este exact ce vad in fiecare zi pe pitzipoanca si pe cocalari. si asa m-am luminat. asa apar pitzipoancele. se uita la un serial, isi aleg un idol, si fac ce pot sa ajunga asa. pentru ca unii oameni nu isi dau seama ca filmul, oricat de realist ar fi, oricat de mult seamana cu viata ta, oricat de aproape simti personajele, e film. sa luam un exemplu: eu. personajul meu preferat este samantha. pentru ca e cool si funny, pentru ca se trage in draci si nu-i e rusine. dar asta nu inseamna, sub nicio forma, ca o sa ma apuc sa fac si eu la fel pentru ca vreau sa fiu ca ea. dimpotriva, daca as putea sa aleg unul dintre personaje, as alege-o pe miranda, pentru ca viata ei imi pare echilibrata si pusa la punct, mai mult decat a celorlalte.&lt;br /&gt;stau si ma intreb acum cate fete isi asteapta alesul pe cal alb. cate fete spera ca vor gasi barbatul care sa le duca la paris. cate fete viseaza la familia perfecta, si casa perfecta, si jobul perfect si barbatul caruia sa i se scoale oricand. probabil ca multe. am avut o prietena care se identifica cu carrie atat de mult incat incepuse sa-i imprumute gesturile, privirea in anumite situatii, si chiar si modul de a vorbi. si dupa asta, a inceput sa refuze baieti ca au dacie, nu masina straina, ca nu i-au platit consumatia, ca nu au dus-o in nush ce fitza de bar (in conditiile in care ea, pe cont propriu, abia avea bani de o apa plata cateodata). nu stiu ce mai face ca nu am mai vorbit cu ea de ani de zile, dar stiu ca la un moment dat s-a trezit. a renuntat sa mai priveasca enigmatic in gol, sa-si mai muste buzele si sa caute barbatul vedeta, sau barbatul plin de bani, sau barbatul sofisticat si semi-nobil (la 18 ani e oricum destul de greu sa gasesti asa ceva).&lt;br /&gt;si acum m-am pierdut in ganduri si idei. chiar daca spun in stanga si-n dreapta ca viata nu e ca in filme si nimic nu e perfect si nimic nu e cum te astepti, in sinea mea sunt totusi o romantica incurabila. asa da pana la urma lasam de-o parte anularea viselor. fetelor, puteti sa credeti ce vreti si sa visati cat vreti. dar dati-o dracu de pitzipongeala ca nu sunteti pe un platou de filmare, nu sunteti fashio iconuri si nici nu veti deveni doar pentru ca va imbracati si va purtati pitzipongeste pe strazile micului paris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-2060397254531920350?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/2060397254531920350/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>bedtime stories</title><content type='html'>nu, n-am de gand sa va spun o poveste, ca pun pariu ca stiti si voi destule (o sa te sun maine, esti al doilea...stiti voi). ideea este ca am fost ieri la "bedtime stories" the movie. si mi-a placut. este un film ca toate celelalte filme ale lui adam sandler (mai putin click si drama in care joaca el si al carei nume nu-mi vine cum in minte). mie mi-a placut, mi s-a parut amuzant, tras de par, exagerat, stupid pe alocuri... ce mai...adam sandler (evident apare si rob schneider un piculetz ca altfel nu se putea). o sa va pun traileul mai jos ca sa vedeti despre ce e vorba ca mi-i lene sa fac acuma rezumat de film. daca vi-l recomand? hm. am un prieten caruia cu siguranta nu i-l recomand pentru ca il uraste pe adam sandler mai mult decat as fi crezut ca poate uri cineva pe cineva pe care nu-l cunoaste. daca aveti asemenea sentimente inaltatoare fata de adam sandler, atunci sariti-l p-asta. daca nu, vedeti-l, dar cu prieteni, ca sa aveti cu cine va distra. va recomand la procinema, poate dati peste cuplul care a stat in spatele meu :D. tipul radea ca beavis...sau butthead. oricum prindeti ideea. iar tipa se sufoca si guitza si radea in acelasi timp. le un moment dat radeam cu lacrimi...si nu neaparat de film. if u're lucky...who knows :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si trailerul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SHRYCTgzW3Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SHRYCTgzW3Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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stories'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3775363819767986896</id><published>2009-01-16T06:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T06:46:46.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pepsi</title><content type='html'>a avut intotdeauna reclame tari:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZiLUlWm3DjU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZiLUlWm3DjU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" 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idei despre ce se intampla acolo? (asta e valabil si pentru aia care tot cauta pareri personale pe google). coae...fatuca...parerea personala e A TA. atata timp cat nu ti-ai postat-o tu pe net undeva, n-o s-o gasesti pe google. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este a n-a oara cand ma enervez pe chestii d-astea. vad ca oamenii incep sa nu mai gandeasca. cred ca e greu...sau le consuma timpul. desi...in timp ce te spoiesti ca la circ sau iti intinzi paru' cu placa (valabil si pentru fete si pentru baieti) poti sa te gandesti si la altceva. sau voi astia micii nu mai sunteti multi tasking?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6541763756409094739?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6541763756409094739/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6541763756409094739' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6541763756409094739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6541763756409094739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/01/mah-copii.html' title='mah copii...'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3498278769120060637</id><published>2009-01-09T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T03:34:20.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>si am plecat si de la banca. ce m-a uimit a fost ca mi-a venit greu. cand mi-am luat la revedere de la colegi (ca asa-i frumos, chiar daca unii s-au purtat urat), mi-a venit sa plang. nush de ce. un prieten mi-a zis ca probabil si daca as fi la inchisoare si mi-ar da drumul dupa o perioada as incepe sa bocesc la plecare. foarte posibil. si uite cum se duce reputatia mea de dura pe apa sambetei :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acum, tinand cont ca am plecat si de acolo, sunt somera. pentru prima oara in aproape 4 ani. e ciudat. tot am senzatia ca e weekend. si nush ce sa fac cu timpul meu. parca e prea mult...e clar ca nu prea sunt facuta sa stau acasa. si e la fel de clar ca nu am fost prea inspirata sa imi da demisia acum, in plina criza si lipsa de gaz de la rusi (nu ca ar avea vreo legatura da' ma dau informata :P). acum imi caut job. si vad ca sunt la fel ca si pana acum...dar nu gasesc nimic sa mi se potriveasca. e putin inspaimantator. stie cineva cam cate pagini e bine sa poti sa traduci pe zi si cam cat e tariful pentru 2000 de caractere fara spatii? ca se pare ca fara experienta nu poti nici macar sa raspunzi la intrebarile din mini-interviul online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in incheiere va prezint "sofia" (singura melodie care mi-a placut din tot radio zu - pe care il ascultam la banca zilnic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JwONgAyRXbY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JwONgAyRXbY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parca melodia suna mai bine la radio (probabil din cauza zambetului tamp al aluia, pe care nu il vezi la radio). si tipii sunt romani (chiar am fost uimita cand am aflat asta)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-3498278769120060637?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/3498278769120060637/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=3498278769120060637' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3498278769120060637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3498278769120060637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3782895069713925862</id><published>2009-01-05T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:32:18.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>idiotic</title><content type='html'>oricat de deschisa la minte as fi, si oricat de ciudat ar fi simtul meu al umorului, asa ceva nu pot sa inghit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqXi8WmQ_WM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqXi8WmQ_WM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presupun ca este o incercare a unui retardat de a fi amuzant. presupun ca majoritatea pustanilor (nu ma refer neaparat la varsta) gasesc asta o treaba foarte spirituala si inspirata. mie mi se pare doar o chestie penibila si ofensatoare pana la dumnezeu. probabil ca unii o stiti, poate ca unii nu. sa fie de la mine pentru voi...si sa dea dracu' sa lase vreunu comentariu ca i-a placut. va gasesc si-n gaura de sarpe si va bat cu....genitalele voastre peste gura. e blogul meu si trebuie sa fiti de acord cu mine, asa ca puteti sa-l balacariti pe porcu asta :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-3782895069713925862?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/3782895069713925862/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=3782895069713925862' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3782895069713925862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3782895069713925862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2009/01/idiotic.html' title='idiotic'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4992281242628485851</id><published>2008-12-23T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:32:09.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>intrebari</title><content type='html'>deci ma macina si pe mine niste chestii...si ma macina rau. asa ca va rog sa ajutati un om sarman cu niste raspunsuri:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- de ce pitzipoancele fac poze in baie? de ce nu in bucatarie? sau pe hol? sau pe balcon? de ce fix in baie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- de unde isi cumpara pitzi toate hainutzele alea de plasa? vorbesc serios...eu nu am vazut nicaieri. nu ca as vrea dar...de unde doamne iarta-ma le procura? pe sub mana? e unu' care le face special pentru ele?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- de ce se epileaza sprancenele complet si apoi se deseneaza cu creionul? in primul rand...de ce ai trece prin chinurile iadului sa le smulgi daca dumnezeu le-a pus acolo? si in al doilea rand, de ce le-ai desena mai sus si mai mari ca sa arati ca o eterna uimita incruntata? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;va rog...in ajun de sarbatori, fiti rai alaturi de mine si raspundeti-mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a...merry xmas kidz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-4992281242628485851?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/4992281242628485851/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=4992281242628485851' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4992281242628485851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4992281242628485851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/12/intrebari.html' title='intrebari'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-1222255092582274832</id><published>2008-12-22T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:54:40.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new end</title><content type='html'>maine sper sa imi dau demisia de la banca. e naspa. oamenii sunt naspa (si clienti si colegi). poate am avut eu ghinion. celelalte fete se simt bine unde sunt, chiar daca muncesc mai mult ca mine. eu inca nu am voie sa pun mana pe bani. toata ziua fac copii de buletin, dau chitante din imprimanta si pasez unica stampila de la o colega la alta. inteleg ca sunt noua, dar as prefera sa invat ceva decat sa fac pe purtatoarea de stampila si fata de la xerox. si nici macar nu spun "te rog".au senzatia ca este de datoria mea sa fac asta. si faza care a pus capac azi a fost ca una ma trimis sa ii aduc apa. nu m-a rugat...m-a trimis pur si simplu. si cu asta basta. daca vroiam sa servesc oamenii ma faceam ospatarita, purtam decolteu, inghiteam magarii si luam bacsis mare. si paznicul obez si batran, in incercarea lui de a face o gluma, m-a facut grasa. si cand am sunat-o pe tanti de la HR sa o anunt ca vreau sa plec s-a luat de mine. ca e urat ce fac. ca de ce am mai acceptat jobul daca vroiam sa plec (in conditiile in care i-am zis ca tocmai ce am pimit 2 oferte mai bune. de unde era sa stiu cand m-am angajat ca o sa ma sune oracle peste cateva zile?). asadar, maine ma duc sa am o intalnire cu dama de la HR si cu directoarea (bestia sinistra care m-a facut s aplang la primul interviu). abia astept sa scap de acolo. nu zic, o fi bine, dar nu e pentru mine. eu sunt croita pt altfel de oameni si altfel de munca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in metrou am vazut o tipa care avea bluza cu umerii cazuti...i se vedea un umar. o baba i-a atras atentia ca i-a cazut bluza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vine craciunul si nu-l simt. vreau sa ninga. si sa am iar 10 ani. si sa fiu inamorata iar de winnetou...winnetou e mai cool decat harry potter :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-1222255092582274832?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-529796564942631152</id><published>2008-12-20T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T09:39:33.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG OMG OMG</title><content type='html'>new harry potter trailer. doua de fapt. enjoy.  (mie mi s-a facut pielea de gaina cand le-am vazut). porci infecti ca l-au amanat atata. HATE them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PlrphFBpuio&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PlrphFBpuio&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJ8dXUtxY4A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJ8dXUtxY4A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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title='OMG OMG OMG'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-8317938108367018678</id><published>2008-12-18T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:56:59.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oameni</title><content type='html'>tinand cont ca acum am de mers o groaza cu metroul ca sa ajung la munca (de la iancului la eroilor) (HA! nu e afumati) mai analizez oameni. ieri am vazut 3 specimene deosebite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;locul 3: o femeie de varsta cu mama asortata toata: palton portocaliu turbat, pulover portocaliu, camasa kaki cu portocaliu, fusta kaki si strampi portocalii (la fel de turbati ca paltonul). nu am nimic impotriva asorteurilor, dar la varsta ei portocaliul ala arata ca curu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;locul 2: un tip (simpatic de altfel...si inalt :D) care era atat de pensat incat in prima faza am crezut ca nu vad bine. vai de capul si de zilele mele...avea sprancenele arcuite si subtiate cam ca...pitzipoancele. si deja incepusera sa-i creasca si se vedeau naspa :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;locul 1: un tip epilat...pe maini. de ce i-am acordat locul 1? pentru ca era un tip destul de paros, iar de apilat, numai pana la incheietura. cand a pus mana pe bara si i s-a ridicat maneca, am avut o revelatie...mai avea o maneca pe dedesubt...din mararul de pe mana. nu ma mir ca gagica cu care era nu prea avea tragere de inim sa-l pupe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-8317938108367018678?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3194526531793612101</id><published>2008-12-14T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:40:13.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP</title><content type='html'>bai copii sa ma ajute si pe mine cineva ca nu mai suport. cred ca nu am mai scris niciodata atatea posturi consecutive despre munca, dar intelegeti-ma ca e job nou si...de kkt (pardon my french). ce am facut noi vineri? ne-am dus la o alta agentie. si ce am facut acolo? am capsat in puii mei foi cu pinuri de plicuri cu carduri. 17 cutii au fost si in 3 echipe le-am facut. ma rog...teapa cea mai mare a fost la mine. eu cu colega-mea am inceput prinele asa ca am facut 7 cutii. ce a insemnat asta? scoti plicu din cutie, rupi pinu din coala aferenta, verifici numele si adresa si capsezi. rezultatul: am stat o ora peste program, ma doare mana dreapta de mor (abia pot sa ma imbrac si sa ma dezbrac...si ajutor nu cer ca mi-e jena), ma doare spatele de imi vine sa plang (de la scaunele incomode si aerul conditionat care imi batea fix pe sale...si nu mai sunt nici eu tanara :P) si ma dor si tibiile da asta e de la statul in picioare in casierie. deci...sa vedem. dupa o saptamana de lucru la banca: s-a tipat la mine pe motive de cacat, a trebuit sa imi fac analizele (alt sange :((((( ), ma dor toate oasele ca pe o baba batrana cu dintii de lana (ioi de cand mn-am mai folosit expresia asta...) si am inceput sa dorm din ce in ce mai putin. cui cu ce am gresit? ce pacate din ce vieti anterioare platesc acuma? cum scap de aici? trebuie sa scap...e musai...ca in ianuarie incep cursul si p urma is legata de ei 3 ani sau platesc cursul ala.&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-3194526531793612101?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-7656985095466901258</id><published>2008-12-09T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:35:18.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>noile munci</title><content type='html'>sunt convinsa ca multa lume asteapta postul asta cu sufletul la gura, ca pe ziua de salariu :))&lt;br /&gt;am vrut sa scriu de ieri dar eram prea obosita (se pare ca statul degeaba oboseste de nu-ti inchipui).&lt;br /&gt;ieri am fost pentru prima oara la banca in calitate de angajat, si am stat in back office sa citesc oferta bancii. cine dracu si-a inchipuit ca-i atat de multa!!! un top intreg de hartie (poate exagerez putin, dar doar putin, gen +/- 20 foi). am citit de mi-au iesit ochii din cap si am mai luat si pentru acasa. dar asta e cat de cat ok. in schimb tzatzele...pardon...femeile de acolo...doamne apara si pazeste. toata ziua vorbesc ca niste gaitze. ieri subiectul zilei a fost ca una a facut varsat de vant, si s-a plimbat si pe la ele prin birou si ele nu au aerisit si o sa faca si ele varsat de vant ca nu au facut. ma rog...una mi-a placut ca era finutza si dragutza si chiar m-a condus la locul de fumat ca a zis ca e mai usor decat sa imi explice (azi si-a dat-o si ea in petic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asaaaa...azi. azi am scos la imprimanta inca un top de hartie...si iar am citit de mi-au iesit ochii din cap. dar azi atmosfera a fost muuult mai galagioasa decat ieri. s-a luat una dintre cotofene de noi ca nu am venit cu hartia de la madam de la resurse umane (care e super de treaba) si ca o folosim pe a lor. parca plateste din buzunar. de maine primit ca imi aduc hartie igienica de acasa si sticluta cu apa sa nu cumva sa le consum lor...consumabilele. si noi 3, ca niste mandre ce ne gasim, ne-am dus sa cerem hartie la HR ca s-a ofuscat blondina (baba, baieti, baba...nu-i de voi desi se tine bine :P). tare rau s-a incins atmosfera dupa ce am primit noi hartia. a tipat femeia aia la telefon ca apucata...cum vorbea cu cineva cum incepea sa se ratzoiasca de parca e banca ei. a fost o galagie acolo de neimaginat. si eu ma chinuiam sa citesc oferte si reguli...&lt;br /&gt;si bomboana de pe coliva a fost ca am ascultat toata ziua colinde. nu mai vreau sa aud nici macar un colind mic. nu mai suport. cred ca am facut alergie...dupa cum am aflat ca a facut una dintre tipele de la ghiseu dupa ce a mancat sarmale aduse de alta tipa (nush de unde). a povestit in gura mare cum si ce i s-a umflat si cum a fost la spital si cum i-au facut intravenos...da da...intravenos.&lt;br /&gt;de maine cobor la ghiseu. sa vedem cum e si acolo. doamne ajuta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi-e dor de hecc :-s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-7656985095466901258?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-717932011994593420</id><published>2008-12-04T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T05:17:33.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ultima noapte de dragoste, intaia noapte de razboi</title><content type='html'>nu, postul asta nu are nicio legatura cu romanul care a distrus, probabil, vieti de liceeni :P. pur si simplu titlul mi s-a parut potrivit, pentru ca astazi este ultima zi de munca la call center (unde lucrez de vreo 3 ani si 10 luni). de luni voi incepe lucrul la o banca, pe pozitie cea mai de jos (nu femeie de serviciu, ci operator ghiseu, care s-ar putea sa fie si mai rau). ma gandesc cu o groaza teribila ca voi avea colegi noi, care s-ar putea sa nu ma inghita (nu sunt usor digerabila pentru oameni care nu au o doza de nebunie :P). ma gandesc ca nici nu stiu unde voi fi repartizata (momentan cica cotroceni dar asta se poate schimba) si marga m-a tot incurajat spunandu-mi ca o sa ajung langa dragonul rosu, unde o sa ma bombardeze chinezii cu bani in sacose de rafie (nuuuu...doamne te rog nuuuu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oricum, scopul acestui post nu este sa ma plang de noul job (decat putin). la noi se obisnuieste, cand pleaca cineva, sa trimita un mail mai mult sau mai putin lacrimogen, de despartire. din pacate eu inca nu am inteles cum se trimite mail la toata lumea asa ca voi profita de faptul ca unii colegi ma citesc ca sa imi iau, pe aceasta cale, la revedere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vreau sa va zic, oameni buni, ca va iubesc pe toti, cu bune si cu rele, si o sa-mi fie al dracu de dor de voi. o sa incerc sa vin sa va vizitez daca programul imi permite, si sper sa ne mai auzim, sa ne mai vedem, sa mai iesim pe ici pe colo impreuna. as vrea ca noii colegi sa fie macar pe jumate la fel de buni ca voi. am invatat o gramada de chestii de cand sunt aici, de la fiecare dintre voi. e adevarat ca unii oameni m-au dezamagit la un moment dat, pentru ca au uitat chestii pe care nu aveau voie sa le uite, dar asta se intampla peste tot si oricui. si oricum amintirile frumoase sunt mai multe, si lectiile de viata la fel. am invatat ca orice este posibil daca ai vointa, si am vazut oameni care ar fi putut muta munti din loc doar dorindu-si asta, dana. am vazut oameni care au resuti sa treaca peste niste situatii dureroase si sa-si pastreze zambetul pe buze, marga si irina. am vazut oameni care sunt capabili sa isi sustina punctul de vedere si sa nu dea inapoi pentru ca asta stiu ei ca trebuie facut, alina. am invatat sa joc wow si sa fac raiduri, si acuma ma apropii si eu de statutul de jucator mai putin sucky, andrei. am invatat ca daca te straduiesti poti sa invingi greutatile si sa iti urmezi visul, sandra. am avut lacrimi in ochi cand am aflat ca unul dintre colegii mai are doua botzuri de om acasa, ionutz. am vazut ca nu e musai, daca te mariti, sa nu mai eisi si sa nu te mai distrezi, nico. am invatat ca exista si sharoma vegetariana si ca si oamenii mari mananca piure de mere cu morcovi (nu ca o sa incerc vreodata), laura. am vazut ca, daca iti doresti ceva varietate, poti sa vezui china, sa te bucuri de ea si sa te intorci sa povestesti o aventura pe care unii oameni nu o traiesc niciodata, hanne.am vazut ca se poate ca alti oameni sa isi ia masina visurilor mele, deci poate o sa pot si eu, cretz. am primit sfaturi de viata si am vazut cum reusesc unii barbati sa-si multumeasca femeile (sa stiu sa nu ma las vreodata fraterita de unul d-asta :P), razvan. am invatat sa apreciez mai mult viata dupa ce am mers cu victor in masina. am invatat ca nu e musai sa fii scorpie si militaroasa ca sa fii un bun team leader, marga. am vazut ca exista si oameni care isi iubesc jobul asa de mult incat, morti, copti, bolnavi, von la munca (asta fac si eu si nu-i bine), lorena. am aflat ce inseamna sa fii departe de casa, de parinti si de prieteni, si parca nu mai vreau sa ma mut in alt oras sa scap de ai mei (si aici ar fi asa de multi de mentionat...toti colegii din provincie care isi fac facultatea in bucuresti si se chinuie si simt lipsa familiei asa cum nu mi-as fi inchipuit vreodata ca se poate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stiu ca am ratat cativa colegi, stiu ca nu i-am mentionat pe cei care ne-au parasit, dar sunt asa de multi, si mi-e asa de greu, si deja imi vine sa plang, asa ca va rog sa ma iertati toti cei care nu va regasiti aici, si sa stiti ca toti ati insemnat ceva pentru mine, tinand cont ca am lucrat atata timp impreuna si am comentat de atatea ori importiva sistemului, si ne-am bucurat impreuna cand pica netul (:D), si am trait aici, impreuna, atata timp...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-717932011994593420?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4326473937966792761</id><published>2008-12-01T04:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T04:31:47.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ucoyz_oW0T0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ucoyz_oW0T0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mda...romania este tara tuturor cretinilor :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-4326473937966792761?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/4326473937966792761/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=4326473937966792761' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4326473937966792761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4326473937966792761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn.html' title='damn'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-2470512114752142372</id><published>2008-11-28T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T03:23:05.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://urzi.haipa.ro/2008/11/28/cum-sarbatorim/#comment-52"&gt;urzi&lt;/a&gt; a avut o initiativa draguta. tinand cont ca vine ziua noastra, a tuturor, hai sa facem un gest simbolic si dragutz si sa ne punem steagul la status pe mess. macar o zi pe an sa incercam sa fim mandri de tara noastra si sa incercam sa o iubim. ca doar aici ne-am nascut, am crescut, si vom si muri unii dintre noi. se pana la urma, cu toata magariile si nenorocirile, e o tara frumoasa, care are ghinion cu oameni urati (metaforic vorbind). hai sa ne iubim tara macar o data. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daca nu gasiti o poza dragutza cu un steag dragutz, serviti-va&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/SS_UcI_jpsI/AAAAAAAAACg/0Ygj0cfE5zE/s1600-h/steag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/SS_UcI_jpsI/AAAAAAAAACg/0Ygj0cfE5zE/s400/steag.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273667268589627074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-2470512114752142372?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/2470512114752142372/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=2470512114752142372' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2470512114752142372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2470512114752142372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-dec.html' title='1 dec'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/SS_UcI_jpsI/AAAAAAAAACg/0Ygj0cfE5zE/s72-c/steag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-7265758893554405740</id><published>2008-11-28T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T02:53:33.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink - Sober</title><content type='html'>femeia asta este incredibila. imi place de ea de mor (nu in sensul ala, perversilor :P). am vazut o gramada de comentarii acide la adresa videoclipului astuia. cum ca e mega narcisista, cum ca n-o mai fute nimeni si atunci se trage singura, si alte magarii de genul. mie mi se pare ca e pus si simplu geniala, ca intotdeauna, si fara jene...evident ca profita de sexualitate ca toate celelalte, dar macar ea o face altfel :) si imi place. si va dau si voua:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KWpZw1PWd40&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KWpZw1PWd40&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-7265758893554405740?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/7265758893554405740/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=7265758893554405740' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/7265758893554405740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/7265758893554405740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/pink-sober.html' title='Pink - Sober'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-8009253255423471028</id><published>2008-11-26T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T04:54:46.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sad...</title><content type='html'>cum o fi frate sa ai scula de 3 cm in stare normala, 8 sculata si sa te cheme si zenoviu placinta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de ce unii oameni isi urasc copiii?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Edit: am si un bonus pt voi :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eidpOdDX8Qg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eidpOdDX8Qg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-8009253255423471028?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/8009253255423471028/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=8009253255423471028' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/8009253255423471028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/8009253255423471028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-sad.html' title='so sad...'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-2779808453983061364</id><published>2008-11-25T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T03:19:19.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>say what?!</title><content type='html'>umbla vorba prin targ ca romanul e inventiv. se pare ca japonezul a depasit de mult inventivitatea romanului si...orice urma de utilitate. mai nou se pare ca a aparut sutienul pentru barbati. va prezint mostra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6U7g-yFjw0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6U7g-yFjw0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si acum vine intrebarea mea (care probabil e pe buzele tuturor): de ce? adica...ce scop are acest sutien pentru barbati? sa faca mai sexy? hell no. sa ridice? atunci ar fi pentru obezi si atat. pentru ce exista sutiene pentru barbati? care e diferenta intre un sutien pentru barbati si un sutien pentru femei? exista sutiene pentru femei cupa A, care pot si purtate in caz de bubitze (:P...nu-mi sariti in cap). sutienele pentru barbati au cupa? cum se masoara? adica...daca esti slab esti A, daca te duci cat de cat la sala esti B, daca tragi de fiare esti C si de la D in sus in functie de cat esti de gras? ca barbat, daca porti un sutien te simti mai sexy? mai dorit(a)? nu inteleg...care-i faza? de ce dumnezeule mare?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baieti, va rog sa sariti cu raspunsuri: de ce ati purta sutien?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-2779808453983061364?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/2779808453983061364/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=2779808453983061364' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2779808453983061364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2779808453983061364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/say-what.html' title='say what?!'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4837345415049682072</id><published>2008-11-24T03:49:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T03:49:39.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is not my wife</title><content type='html'>epic i may say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.220.ro/embed/128072"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;play_128072(450,390);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-4837345415049682072?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/4837345415049682072/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=4837345415049682072' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4837345415049682072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4837345415049682072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-not-my-wife.html' title='this is not my wife'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-7173991028662641327</id><published>2008-11-20T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T05:20:24.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mira-te neamule</title><content type='html'>din om in om (de la urzi citire - il gasiti la mine in blogroll ca mi-i lene sa pun link) am aflat despre acest miroboland filmuletz):&lt;br /&gt;for all the guys who thought that they had small dicks and for all the girls who always want more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="381"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k7tFhHlGHQ7QOn1cAv&amp;related=1&amp;canvas=medium"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=7173991028662641327' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/7173991028662641327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/7173991028662641327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/mira-te-neamule.html' title='mira-te neamule'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-5011054386765632179</id><published>2008-11-19T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T05:34:13.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>work stuff</title><content type='html'>poate va era dor de clientii mei. astazi am material nou pentru voi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my name is Alina Nita. How may I help you? [08:19:01 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: hai  [08:19:23 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my name mahendra saini  [08:19:30 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my product my pc is not run  [08:19:55 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: please give me more details [08:20:19 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my product studio 11 plus  [08:20:25 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: please give me more details [08:21:12 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my product serial number= JBSKI-ABBAA-BKPGO-AAAAT-YIAGV  [08:21:20 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: PASSPORT NUMBER= 00064-17210-69000-03762-47117  [08:22:00 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: what is the problem you encounter with the product? [08:22:20 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: MY PROGRAME MENU EFFECT PROGRAME ACTIVATION KEY  [08:22:38 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: PLEASE GIVE ME  [08:22:43 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: HOLLYWOOD FX VOLUIME -3  [08:23:06 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: AND  [08:23:47 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: PREMIUM PACK VOLUME - 1 &amp; 2  [08:24:12 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Did you purchase HFX Volume 3 and Premium Pack Volume 1 and 2? [08:24:22 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Please stop using CAPS LOCK [08:24:29 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: I NEED PLEASE GIVE ME ACTIVATION KEY NUMBER  [08:24:38 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: ok  [08:25:14 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Did you purchase HFX Volume 3 and Premium Pack Volume 1 and 2?  [08:25:20 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: why  [08:25:34 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my studio version 11.1 will be purchess  [08:25:52 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: movie editing than activation key  [08:26:21 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: I am sorry but I do not understand what you mean [08:26:36 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: ok  [08:27:32 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: madam  [08:27:33 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: bye  [08:27:36 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: have a nice day [08:27:49 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: ok  [08:27:55 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: i am hang up  [08:28:11 AM]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tot vina mea e ca nu vorbesc engleza...of doamne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-5011054386765632179?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/5011054386765632179/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=5011054386765632179' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5011054386765632179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5011054386765632179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/work-stuff.html' title='work stuff'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3397174311721793824</id><published>2008-11-17T01:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:00:51.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rapartist</title><content type='html'>o bunicutza se rupe in figuri...genial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nOv8RvqxI10&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nOv8RvqxI10&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-3397174311721793824?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/3397174311721793824/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=3397174311721793824' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3397174311721793824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3397174311721793824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/rapartist.html' title='rapartist'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-2171659683510912061</id><published>2008-11-15T10:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T10:16:00.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>death race</title><content type='html'>cineva (si anume eu) regreta ca nu a vazut filmul asta la cinema. pectoralii si absomenul lui jason s pe un ecran de cinema...curge balutza doar cand ma gandesc.  si cand face tractiuni si i se incordeaza spatele de parca ar avea serpi pe sub piele...vai de capul si de zilele mele. dar sa va zic putin si despre film. desi...jason s...of doamne cred ca mi-am gasit un nou barbat al vietii mele. bruce willis a cam imbatranit iar harrison ford deja se mumifica. ah...ma tot distrage imaginea pectoralilor...&lt;br /&gt;deci ziceam de film. evident ca este tras de par. evident ca este exagerat pana la dumnezeu. ffs...o tanti din inchisoare trimite pe un detinut sa o omoare pe sotial lui jason s (drool), sa-l scoata pe el vinovat, ca sa il bage in inchisoare ca sa conduca el in locul unuia care murise dupa o cursa...blah blah blah. jason s (ooooffff), in suferinta din cauza mortii nevestei decide pana la urma sa accepte sa participe in speranta ca va fi eliberat. si incepe filmul. violent de nu se poate (am inchis ochii la cateva faze, but then again toleranta mea la rani deschise, sange sau mutilari e foarte scazuta). niste masini de saliveeezi pana te deshidratezi (am stat cu cola langa mine sa nu cumva sa ma apuce delirul de la deshidratare si sa-l ratez pe jason). o gagica buna, ce sa zic, bineintele copilotul lui jason (:X). si niste faze si efecte de te lasa masca. all in all, fetele ar trebui sa vada pectoralii lui jason...pardon...filmul. si baietii ar trebui sa ia aminte :))&lt;br /&gt;haideti sa va pun si un trailer ca sa stiti la ce va uitati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vaXqiDFVwX4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vaXqiDFVwX4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-2171659683510912061?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/2171659683510912061/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=2171659683510912061' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2171659683510912061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/2171659683510912061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/death-race.html' title='death race'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-799897019543078638</id><published>2008-11-14T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:33:28.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ce mai cauta oamenii...</title><content type='html'>din cand in cand mai vad ce mai cauta oamenii de ajung pe blogul meu, am o criza de ras si imi fac o nota mentala sa postez cand se mai aduna. consider ca s-au adunat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cum sa ma despart de o persoana posesiva&lt;/span&gt; - la fel cum te desparti si de altele, doar ca trebuie sa te perafci ca te muti din tara o perioada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;israela fute&lt;/span&gt; - poi...fute ca si ea e om, nu?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;este posesiva si foarte geloasa&lt;/span&gt; - asta cred ca e ala de mai sus. mai intai a realizat ca e posesiva si dup-aia s-a hotarat sa ii dea papucii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ce inseamna posesiv?&lt;/span&gt; - probabil ca este tot cel de mai sus, in incercarea de a afla mai intai ce se intampla cu femeia lui. si ca sa te ajut:  (Gram.; despre unele pronume, adjective, articole) Care arată sau cu ajutorul căruia se exprimă un raport de posesiune (1), de apartenenţă, de dependenţă. 2. (Rar) Autoritar.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;proasta filmat&lt;/span&gt; - huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bugs wowscape&lt;/span&gt; - da da da..intrebati-ma pe mine. dar vedeti totusi ca exista un forum pentru treaba asta ;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;este posesiva si foarte geloasa&lt;/span&gt; - grav...sincer sper ca nu e aceeasi persoana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iubitul meu posesiva sunt&lt;/span&gt; - mda. say what?!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cum se fute taurul cu fecioara&lt;/span&gt; - cu greu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sufar de gelozie&lt;/span&gt; - fa un tratament. uita-te la preten/a cu altcineva si incearca sa iti impingi limitele de toleranta. cand nu te mai deranjeaza, te-ai vindecat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;egoism ingust&lt;/span&gt; - exista si egoism larg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nu bate femeia&lt;/span&gt; - la faza asta sunt de acord dar...ce te asteptai sa gasesti pe net cu cautarea asta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;matusa sani ass&lt;/span&gt; - damn avem si perversi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;observ cu incantare ca nu s-au mai cautat germeni porni sau canibalism la puii de gaina, dar observ ca se cauta din ce in ce mai mult porn cu femei grase, chestii legate de gelozie si (acum ceva vreme) femei cacandu-se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a life ppl...get a life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-799897019543078638?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/799897019543078638/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=799897019543078638' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/799897019543078638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/799897019543078638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/ce-mai-cauta-oamenii.html' title='ce mai cauta oamenii...'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-201777051959235996</id><published>2008-11-13T04:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:01:01.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>in ultima vreme am avut o perioada tare clumsy, si vad ca nu se mai termina.&lt;br /&gt;saptamana trecuta am varsat de 2 ori paharul cu apa la munca...si am stat 10 min sa sterg apa care baltea sub calculator...ma mir ca nu s-a stricat masinaria ca atata mai lipsea. am reusit sa vars apa, cola si sa pun ciocolata din gogoasa pe tastatura (nu in acelasi timp). tastatura mea nu mai e la fel. am turnat apa pe langa pahar si cand mi-am dat seama m-am panicat si in incercarea de a sterge mi-am spart paharul preferat. strangand cioburile evident ca m-am trezit cu unul in deget. holly shit cat sange poate curge sintr-o rana asa de mica... ca tot veni vorba de sange, m-am si taiat de 2 ori in timp ce imi faceam papa. cred ca e un semn sa nu mai gatesc. sunt plina de vanatai pe picioare pentru ca ma tot lovesc de chestii, si un deget de la picior nu va mai fi niciodata la fel pentru ca l-am busit (din nou) de mi-au dat lacrimile. dau peste oameni pe strada si nici nu-mi dau seama ca de fapt sunt prieteni d-ai mei (si eu aveam un simt de observatie nemaipomenit). evident ca dau cu capul de geam mai mereu acasa cand ma aplec sa fac cate ceva, iar faza care a pus capac a fost ca azi mi-am bagat castile in paharul cu apa (evident in mod neintentionat). colac peste pupaza, ma apuca niste accese de ras necontrolat care tin cu jumatatile de ora. si toate astea intr-o saptamana&lt;br /&gt;si maine am un interviu important...ma intreb ce dracu' o sa sparg/vars/rup pe acolo. oricum sa-mi tineti pumnii&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-201777051959235996?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/201777051959235996/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=201777051959235996' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/201777051959235996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/201777051959235996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='what is wrong with me?'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3249471322952780409</id><published>2008-11-12T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T05:24:23.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>foame de viatza...yeah...</title><content type='html'>si uite cum niste idei foarte constructive pot fi prezentata intr-o maniera de rasu-plansu curcilor de catre un hip-hoper-rapper-cocalar wannabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gents...i give u...ZIDUUUUU (multimea este in delir)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFNUb_XF950&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFNUb_XF950&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-3249471322952780409?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/3249471322952780409/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=3249471322952780409' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3249471322952780409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3249471322952780409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/foame-de-viatzayeah.html' title='foame de viatza...yeah...'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-7242659082731762057</id><published>2008-11-11T06:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:24:45.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zam zam</title><content type='html'>azi aproape ca am murit de ras. de plans am plans cu siguranta :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ce miscari, cat sex appeal...enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rITK-ACuDq4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rITK-ACuDq4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-7242659082731762057?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/7242659082731762057/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=7242659082731762057' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/7242659082731762057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/7242659082731762057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/zam-zam.html' title='zam zam'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3815483676865069542</id><published>2008-11-08T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T03:17:40.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lemur</title><content type='html'>lemurul este un animal care ...se holbeaza :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkqqMPPg2VI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkqqMPPg2VI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si pentru ca era pe aceeasi pagina si am un prieten care e gelos pe omul asta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7OJw_F40IOU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7OJw_F40IOU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/lemur.html' title='lemur'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-7667692411073537173</id><published>2008-11-04T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:50:27.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cand te mananca rau</title><content type='html'>iaca ce am primit eu pe mail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to find someone out there that can enjoy the company of a sexually liberated but aged woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather enjoy the energy and eagerness of younger men but even if you are as over the hill as me and open to trying new things lets chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can find me in this chatroom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/SRBFF0FyO8I/AAAAAAAAACY/yyvfJrVvRIY/s1600-h/433336ff002039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/SRBFF0FyO8I/AAAAAAAAACY/yyvfJrVvRIY/s400/433336ff002039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264783930580679618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doamne ce oameni...asta pe langa mailurile cu fete cu boli venerice care sunt si ele tot oameni cu nevoi si cauta barbati dornici (oare ce e mai bine? sa faci bungee sau sa futi una cu boli venerice? presupun ca depinde de boala:)) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER EDIT: pentru doritori i-am gasit si profilul ca to primesc mailuri cu si despre ea :))&lt;br /&gt;http://webshowhost.info/madamexxx/madamexxx.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rau'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LaJJxvjQtIc/SRBFF0FyO8I/AAAAAAAAACY/yyvfJrVvRIY/s72-c/433336ff002039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3466964158304319509</id><published>2008-11-03T02:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T02:43:06.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need wow help :)</title><content type='html'>sper din tot sufletul ca macar cativa dintre cititorii mei nu prea numerosi joaca wow. de asemenea sper ca macar o parte din cei care joaca se si pricep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acum am si eu o intrebare. am reusit sa imi aduc magul la 70 (YAY!), dar nu stiu ce anume talente sa-mi folosesc. lumea lauda arcane/frost (probabil din cauza bug-ului de pe wowscape care iti da criticals de 300% in loc de cat ar trebui). am incercat sa imi fac si eu o configuratie de arcane frost (jumi-juma), dar acum magul meu e mai slab decat era la lvl 60 (in momentul de fata un elite 60 ma termina la propriu fara nici o problema). cred ca am facut eu ceva prost, pentru ca atunci cand eram pe fire aveam damage mai mare si criticals mai dese. bottom line: am nevoie de ajutor in doua directii. mai intai vreau sa imi spuneti parerea voastra: arcane/frost sau arcane/fire? in al doilea rand, o posibilia configuratie m-ar ajuta enorm. in caz ca va ajuta cu ceva in calcule, am rata de critical putin peste 9.5% (da...stiu..imi mai trebuie si gear ca lumea dar nu am nicio sansa sa fac rost de el daca ma termina un elite 60).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in cazul in care aveti prieteni care sunt pasionati de wow, nu ezitati sa ii rugati sa ma ajute. m-am chinuit sa imi cresc magul (blood elf, btw...ca sa stiti ca nu stau prea bine cu viata) si acum vreau sa il fac si bun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si daca joaca cineva de aici pe wowscape dati un semn si un nume de caracter si poate jucam candva impreuna (numa daca suteti horde...pentru alliance puteti da un semn ca sa nu va omoare bodyguardul meu, ca eu in momentul de fata is muci :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa curga sugestiile...va rog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-3466964158304319509?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/3466964158304319509/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=3466964158304319509' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3466964158304319509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3466964158304319509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-wow-help.html' title='i need wow help :)'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4491168815317991561</id><published>2008-10-31T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:01:41.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's almost halloween</title><content type='html'>oh god oh god oh sweet lord!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these guys are just unbelievable (emo kidz of course). this should be the scariest clip ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it did scare me though...never knew i could laugh that hard :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.rocktube.us/embed/16004540"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;play_16004540(450,390);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-4491168815317991561?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/4491168815317991561/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=4491168815317991561' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4491168815317991561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4491168815317991561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-almost-halloween.html' title='it&apos;s almost halloween'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-310179257503912289</id><published>2008-10-31T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T02:12:06.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zodiac...horoscop...whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;de la &lt;a href="http://maria812.wordpress.com/"&gt;Maria&lt;/a&gt; citire (sper sa nu se supere ca i-am ciordit asta...macar am zis de unde si nu mi-am asumat meritele :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Berbec (21.03-20.04) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Marte, planeta încăpăţănării şi încăierărilor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  bărzăunul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Berbecul guvernează capul, drept pentru care Berbecii sunt experţi în a se arunca cu capul înainte, a face doar ce-i taie capul şi a da cu capul de pragul de sus. Sunt foarte siguri pe ei în tot ce fac, chiar şi când fac cele mai monumentale prostii. Plini de energie şi iniţiativă, sunt atât de grăbiţi şi de ocupaţi, încât nu au timp să gândească. Cu toate astea, în înţelepciunea lor nemărginită, ştiu întotdeauna ce e mai bine pentru ceilalţi. Nimeni n-are voie să-i contrazică, în timp ce ei îşi păstrează dreptul inalienabil de a contrazice pe toată lumea. Specialitatea lor este viteza, din care cauză au mereu fel de fel de vânătăi, arsuri sau tăieturi şi sunt clienţi fideli ai service-urilor şi asigurărilor auto. Cea mai mare afacere a vieţii lor este sexul, pe care-l practică numai din dragoste, chiar dacă dragostea respectivă nu durează decât o zi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  director, pompier, instructor de sex, bungeejumper, spărgător de bănci. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică:  Diavolo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: energizantele &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Taur (21.04-21.05) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Venus, planeta trăndăviei şi a lascivitătii, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru: vaca  indiană &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Taurul e recunoscut pentru stabilitate şi perseverenţă, de fapt două modalităţi de exprimare a lipsei de imaginaţie. Universul lui se mărgineşte la ce poate să vadă, să guste sau să pipăie. Noţiunile complexe îl tulbură profund, iar îndărătnicia lui n-are semăn - dacă a apucat într-o direcţie, aşa o ţine. O schimbare de macaz ar implica un efort fizic şi intelectual prea mare pentru lenea lui. În ciuda obtuzităţii, dă însă dovadă de o aprigă viclenie atunci când îşi apără pielea sau vrea să obţină ceva. E maestru în a scoate castanele din foc cu mâna altuia. Dincolo de falnica-i robusteţe, Taurul ascunde o abominabilă laşitate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  contabil, lăutar, coafeză, manechin, pom-star,degustător de maioneză. Pizza  magică: Rusticana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: întăritoarele (sexuale) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Gemeni (22.05-21.06) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Mercur, planeta trăncănelii şi nevricalelor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  papagalul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Gemenii sunt isteţi şi foarte adaptabili, cu alte cuvinte nişte oportunişti lipsiţi de scrupule. Stăpânesc perfect arta comunicării şi pot să te mintă în faţă fără să clipească. Sunt drăgălăşenia întruchipată când vor să obţină ceva şi de-a dreptul sadici când au chef să se joace cu nervii altora. Sprinteni şi îndemânatici, dispar când ţi-e lumea mai dragă şi pot face nevăzute diverse obiecte care li se par interesante. Îşi scot din minţi şefii şi consorţii, dar nici unii nu-i dau afară, din cauză că se pricep să le spună bancuri. În dragoste, sunt deschişi tuturor posibilităţilor şi ar fi primii care ar subscrie la legalizarea poligamiei. Cu toate astea, în clipele romantice au tendinţa de a-şi exprima pasiunea uitându-se pe pereţi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  agent de vânzări, scamator, chelner, escroc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică:  Calzone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: gargara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Rac (22.06-22.07) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Luna, astrul toanelor şi născocirilor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  lipitoarea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Racul este un profitor nesătul, al cărui unic scop în viaţă e să care în bârlog tot ce-i pică în mână. Este mai zgârcit şi mai apucător decât tot neamul hărciogilor la un loc. Se spune că ar fi diplomat, dar în realitate manipulează pe toată lumea ca să-şi rezolve interesele. Zâmbeşte graţios, înşiră verzi şi uscate şi joacă tot timpul teatru, fiind foarte popular printre cei gură-cască şi slabi de minte. Are mania de a coopta tot soiul de rataţi pe care îi psihanalizează sau îi îndoctrinează cu predici filozofice ori cuvântări patriotice. Îşi iubeşte casa, dar nu este lipit de ea. Ros de morbul vagabondajului, dispare periodic pentru diverse intervale de timp. Din nefericire, se întoarce mereu înapoi … În dragoste este adeptul romantismului siropos şi leşinat. Asta, la început, căci mai devreme sau mai târziu va scoate la bătaie un nimicitor arsenal de tocare măruntă a nervilor: toane, nazuri, îmbufnări, bombăneli, bănuieli, accese masochiste şi şantaje sentimentale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  politician sau afacerist interlop (la alegere), poet, cămătar, pitic de grădină. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică:  Quattro formaggi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: alcoolul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Leu (23.07-22.08) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Soarele, astrul egoismului şi îngâmfării. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  pupăza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Leul este un lider înnăscut şi, ca toţi liderii, se înalţă strivindu-i pe cei cu mai mult bun-simţ decât el. Subordonaţii îi acordă respectul cuvenit, dar I-ar strânge de gât cu maximă plăcere. Ambiţie! ca nimeni altul. consideră că a atins poziţia cuvenită doar atunci cân nu mai are vreun loc alb pe cartea de vizită. Se iubeşte atât de mult pe sine încât îşi pupă oglinda de câte ori se crede singur. Este aşa de obsedat de onoruri că, dacă primeşte o cupă la campionatul de şotron, e în stare să umble cu ea atârnată la gât, să vadă lumea cât de grozav este. Atrage atenţia în orice adunare: fie este cel mai înzorzonat personaj, fie aruncă cu banii în toate părţile, fie poartă o armă. Pozează tot timpul, doarme pe stânga fiindcă profilul drept îl avantajează mai mult şi arată cu degetul mijlociu ca să-şi expună mai bine diamantul de multe carate. În dragoste, este la fel de înflăcărat ca un furnal şi la fel de discret o trompetă cu amplificator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  împărat, şef de bloc, portar de hotel, dresor, hingher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică:  Quattro stagioni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: toxina botulinică. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Fecioară  (23.08-22.09) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Mercur, planeta trăncănelii şi a isteriilor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  ciocănitoarea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Zodiacele critică spiritul critic al fecioarei, punând-o astfel într-o situaţie critică. Cum, pe deasupra, fecioara mai e şi metodica punctuală şi perfecţionistă, sfârşesc prin a-i scoate pe toţi din pepeni. Obsedată de igienă, detalii şi clasificări, este capabilă să caute bacteriile cu lupa, să frece duşumelele periuţa sau să pună rufele în maşina de spălat nu doar pe culori, ci şi ordine crescătoare şi alfabetică. Miroase enervant de curat, ceea ce leagă spiritual de cânii şi pisicile din cartier. Fecioara este o fană a listelor, tabelelor şi regulamentelor pe punele subpuncte, care, în loc să-i simplifice, îi încâlcesc teribil existenţa. Scurt, orice fecioară veritabilă este: 1. mereu ocupată cu o mie de nimicuri sau să-şi bage nasul unde nu-i fierbe oala. 2. tipicară; 3. ipohondră: 4.cicălitoare: 5. cărpănoasă: 6. maniacă: 7. absolut necesară (din păcate). În dragoste, are căldura unei frapiere şi fantezia unui birocrat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  analist politic, CTC-ist, agent de dezinsecţie, sora medicală (sau frate). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică:  funghi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: toate, fără excepţie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Balantă  (23.09-22.10) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Venus, planeta trândăviei şi lascivităţii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  bibilica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Balanţa are certe înclinaţii intelectuale, utile în studiul aprofundat al programului tv, şi un înalt simţ artistic, reflectat în flerul cu care-şi asortează pantofii cu lenjeria. Plină de graţie şi eleganţă, umblă cu nasul pe sus, strâmbând suveran din el la orice încălcare a etichetei. Se zice că adoră confortul şi armonia, ceea ce în traducere liberă înseamnă că este leneşă şi n-are principii ferme. Despre Balanţă se mai spune că este o bună colaboratoare şi sfătuitoare: în orice problemă, expune câteva zeci de soluţii, ca apoi să-l lase pe celălalt să decidă. Cât despre vestitul ei echilibru, cel mai în măsură să comenteze ar fi psihiatrul care o tratează. În lipsa lui, se acceptă şi mărturiile apropiaţilor, adânc îngrijoraţi de viteza cu care-şi schimbă părerile şi de costurile mărite ale dulciurilor pe care le înghite atunci când e deprimată. Cel mai de seamă lucru din viaţa ei este dragostea, subiect bogat în detalii picante, prea indecente ca să poată fi relatate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  agent matrimonial, arbitru, escortă, gigolo, tester de hamace, rentier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică:  Capricciosa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: gelul anticelulitic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Scorpion  (23.10-21.11) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Pluto, planeta obsesiilor şi paranoiei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  vipera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Scorpionul are foarte mult magnetism personal: atrage cuiele ruginite, cutiile de conservă, dramele şi ghinioanele. Are emoţii intense, idei fixe şi puterea de a deochea. Este atât de încordat, încât dă impresia că suferă, iar încordarea lui face să se defecteze obiectele din jur. Chiar şi cei apropiaţi sunt profund afectaţi, de unde şi bafta pe care o are la moşteniri. Ştie ce vrea, dar caută să obţină totul pe căi ocolite. E genul care mai bine îşi otrăveşte duşmanul decât să-i dea un pumn în nas. Paranoic, vede peste tot pericole, intrigi şi conspiraţii. Asta nu-l împiedică să umble cu fitile şi să-i manipuleze pe ceilalţi. Îi consideră prieteni doar pe cei de care se poate folosi, iar prietenii n-au încredere în el, fiindcă ştiu că n-are mamă, tată sau scrupule, şi atacă subversiv, sub centură. În dragoste, este un obsedat sexual frustrat, gelos şi posesiv, care-şi scoate din minţi perechea cu bănuielile şi cu gusturile lui anormale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  detectiv, medic legist, pândar, scafandru, vânător de fantome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică:  Siciliana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: extractul de mătrăgună. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Săgetător  (22.11-21.12) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Jupiter, planeta exceselor şi a glumelor proaste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  grangurul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Săgetătorul este un inconştient optimist, a cărui specialitate este datul cu bâta în baltă: scoate perle după perle cu un aer de savant atotştiutor, face glume proaste şi râde fără rost. Este un snob care-şi poartă hainele cu etichetele pe-afară şi se laudă cu vedetele de teleshopping pe care le frecventează. Promite marea cu sarea, dar când trebuie să-şi ţină promisiunile este lovit de amnezie. Adoră maşinile, pe care le conduce cu plăcere şi cu mare viteză, în cei mai falnici pomi de pe marginea drumului. fiindcă se crede cel mai tare, se bagă în bucluc şi trece razant pe lângă dezastre. Scapă însă cu bine, căci beneficiază de clauza berzei chioare, care i-a fost acordată pentru a nu rămâne zodia cuI doar cu 11 zodii. Când se îndrăgosteşte, iubeşte cu foc, din toată inima.. Problema e că, având o inimă foarte mare, alesul sau aleasa se poate trezi într-un ventricul teribil de aglomerat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  parlamentar, sociolog, pocherist, paraşutist, turist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică:  Hawaiana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: laxativele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Capricorn  (22.12-20.01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Saturn, planeta parvenirii şi anchilozării. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  catârul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Capricornul e un parvenit planificat, care se chinuie să ajungă în moţul ierarhiei şi-şi urmăreşte interesele cu îndârjire de buldog. Perseverenţa cu care merge pe drumul stabilit arată că de fapt nu are alternative sau alte bucurii în viaţă. Încăpăţânarea lui este monumentală - mai mare ca a Berbecului şi a Taurului, care sunt, totuşi, nişte vietăţi relativ normale. Şi la capitolul rezistenţă stă bine - în cazul unui cataclism planetar s-ar număra printre puţinii supravieţuitori, alături de şobolani şi insecte. Grozav de suspicios şi sigur că nimeni nu e mai competent ca el, n-are somn dacă nu controlează totul. Deţine un stoc impresionant de temeri şi complexe pe care, fiind foarte orgolios, face eforturi să şi le mascheze. De aici, o permanentă încordare, care-i dă aerul cuiva care a înghiţit o coadă de cazma … fiind din cale-afară de plictisitor, îşi găseşte greu o pereche care să-l suporte. Singurul care îl tolerează este alt Capricorn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  în asigurări, IT, liftier, călugăr, paznic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică:  Margherita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicament norocos:  antidepresivele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Vărsător  (21.01-19.02) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Uranus, planeta convulsiilor şi ciudăţeniilor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  ornitorincul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Vărsătorii sunt cele mai ciudate fiinţe de pe Terra, ceea ce explică frecvenţa mărită cu care sunt răpiţi de marţieni. Nu se ştie totuşi dacă aceştia îi selectează doar pentru a le studia anomaliile sau fiindcă îi consideră o specie înrudită. Oricum, este ceva în neregulă cu ei, deoarece au idei stranii, reacţii imprevizibile şi fac totul pe dos faţă de restul omenirii. Se spune că sunt deschişi la nou, le place să experimenteze şi au o fire independentă. Asta înseamnă că dau banii pe prostii de care n-a mai auzit nimeni, adera la cele mai fistichii diete sau curente religioase şi îi doare în cot de părerea celorlalţi. În plus, sunt deosebit de agitaţi, ceea ce nu este bine, căci excesul de energie le permite să-şi pună în practică proiectele utopice şi iniţiativele anarhiste. Prietenii îi suportă maximum două ore, iar rudele lor migrează în alte cartiere. Cât despre dragoste, Vărsătorilor nu le este prea clar ce înseamnă … ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  futurolog, revoluţionar, guru, vânzător de gogoşi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică:  Napoletana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: sedativele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pesti (20.02-20.03) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Planeta dominantă:  Neptun, planeta confuziei şi dependenţelor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Animalul sacru:  balena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Personalitate: Peştii sunt nişte vieţuitoare blânde şi buimace, care cred tot ce le îndrugă primul venit. În capul lor este un talmeş-balmeş de impresii şi intuiţii, ce face imposibilă o activitate neuronală decentă. Fiind incapabili să emită vreun argument logic, au devenit la rândul lor experţi în abureală şi îmbrobodire. Se spune că sunt creativi şi talentaţi, ceea ce înseamnă că producţiile lor îi turmentează atât de tare pe ceilalţi, încât le anihilează puterea de discernământ.. Foarte sociabili din fire, se înţeleg de minune cu animalele, handicapaţii, delincvenţii şi spiriduşii de casă. Misterele şi  superstiţiile exercită asupra lor o mare fascinaţie: admira grozav iscusinţa cu care îşi apără intimitatea monstrul din Loch Ness, iar când nu le place vremea de-afară îşi îmbracă plini de încredere hainele pe dos. Dar marca lor distinctivă este enorma capacitate de a iubi. Peştii se îndrăgostesc total şi iremediabil de cine nu trebuie, când nu trebuie sau … de câte persoane nu trebuie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Meseria potrivită:  veterinar, fotograf. curăţitor de piscine, hipiot, medium, traficant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza magică: Tonno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentul  norocos: Untura de peşte.&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/562829870755023361-310179257503912289?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/310179257503912289/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=310179257503912289' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/310179257503912289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/310179257503912289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/zodiachoroscopwhatever.html' title='zodiac...horoscop...whatever'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-630408375985937252</id><published>2008-10-29T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T05:49:14.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la rugamintea lui...</title><content type='html'>frate-miu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.human-age.com"&gt;Virtual human development game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.human-age.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.human-age.com/images/banniere/baniere_light_mini.gif" alt="free human development game" title="free human development game" width="234" height="30"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.human-age.com"&gt;www.human-age.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dati si voi click, si el primeste bani in joc si poate imi iese si mie de un suc :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evident, poate voia va place jocul si, deveniti maniaci si dup-aia mie imi ies mai multe sucuri ca ma rugati si voi sa pun bannere :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-630408375985937252?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/630408375985937252/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=630408375985937252' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/630408375985937252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/630408375985937252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/la-rugamintea-lui.html' title='la rugamintea lui...'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-8783289464362854166</id><published>2008-10-27T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:41:48.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>schimbdelink</title><content type='html'>asta ar trebui sa ii ajute mai ales pe blogger-ii mari care primesc cereri de la blogarasi mai mici sa fie bagati in blogroll. iata ca acum cineva chiar e dispus sa faca hatarul asta: &lt;a href="http://schimbdelink.ro/"&gt;http://schimbdelink.ro/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deci decat sa stresati pe zoso, visurat sau mai stiu eu cine...mai bine ii stresati pe oamenii astia ca nu se supara :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da eu tot o sa incerc sa ajung in blogroll la pitzi :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-8783289464362854166?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/8783289464362854166/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=8783289464362854166' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/8783289464362854166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/8783289464362854166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/schimbdelink.html' title='schimbdelink'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3795506273189493508</id><published>2008-10-24T03:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T03:26:07.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>presa din tara lui papura voda</title><content type='html'>deja nu se mai poate. presa timpurilor noastre se indreapta spre pierzanie. pe langa faptul ca eu una nu dau un kkt uscat pe stirile pe care ei le considera de maxima importanta, nici nu se documenteaza ca lumea, jurnlistii sunt incompetenti, si sexul este la mai mare cautare decat orice altceva. hai sa vedem exemple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu imi pasa, sincer, unde isi face chivu cumparaturile pentru pantofi, si asta fu stire de prima pagina acum cateva luni. i really dont give a flying fuck. la fel cum nu ma intereseaza ca andreei banica nu-i mai incap tzatzele in sutien, sau ca andreea balan isi ia casa cu banii jos, sau ca madonna o arde dubios cu seinfeld. astea nu sunt stiri de ziare, astea sunt stiri de bravo, sau popcorn sau ce mai citeste tineretul intru culturalizare...si nici macar acolo nu sunt sigura ca ar merge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urzi a avut o surpriza foarte neplacuita cu libertatea, cu un articol de cacat si nedocumentat. puteti citi &lt;a href="http://urzi.haipa.ro/2008/10/22/libertatearo-jurnalims-sau-barfa/"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt; explicatia pentru ca el este chiar in miezul problemei. ca jurnalist care te respecti si scrii la un ziar national, nu la fitzuica liceului, documenteaza-te frate. ca am mai vazut articole despre X cu poze ale lui Y (care nu au nici in clin nici in maneca).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa nu mai discutam despre stiristii care se respecta si is vechi in meserie si nu-s capabili sa citeasca de pe prompter. astia sunt la ordinea zilei. iar daca mai sunt si pe teren in direct, s-a terminat jmekeria. eu inteleg ca au emotii and shit, dar daca ai atatea emotii de nu poti vorbi corect si coerent, du-te tata la ziar si scrie. nu imi prezenta mie stire plina de balbe si dezacorduri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iar chestia care a pus capac este stirea de azi din ring (varianta online). un popa se futu cu una intr-o camera de hotel pana aici nimic deosebit (decat poate faptul ca se futu cu una si nu o lua in cur de la unu). partea care m-a dat pe spate este filmul: pornache pur, necenzurat, pe siteul unui ziar care cica se respecta. ca sa nu credeti ca aiurezi eu, aruncati un ochi &lt;a href="http://www.ziarulring.ro/stiri/eveniment/preot-din-cernavoda-vedeta-pe-site-uri-porno.html"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;. mi se pare inadmisibil. mai bine fara informare decat sa ma uit la porn cu popi pe siteuri de ziar. daca vreau pornache, am torrenti, si aia de acolo is si profesionisti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si cand ma gandesc ca vroiam sa dau la jurnalistica...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-3795506273189493508?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/3795506273189493508/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=3795506273189493508' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3795506273189493508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3795506273189493508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/presa-din-tara-lui-papura-voda.html' title='presa din tara lui papura voda'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-277708845438571160</id><published>2008-10-23T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:36:11.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mi-s beata dar dau de permis</title><content type='html'>auzisem eu ca o gagica s-a prezentat beata la examenul pentru permisul auto si ca au prins-o aia pentru ca facea show, dar nu mi-am inchipuit ca in asemenea hal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWbdlC_BUTA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWbdlC_BUTA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bine ca o suge ea pe 60 de eur si ne da lectii cum s-o facem...tiganca de harghita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-277708845438571160?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/277708845438571160/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=277708845438571160' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/277708845438571160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/277708845438571160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/mi-s-beata-dar-dau-de-permis.html' title='mi-s beata dar dau de permis'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-5198959612716623246</id><published>2008-10-21T04:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:15:43.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scars on broadway</title><content type='html'>pentru fanii SOAD, asta este proiectul lui Daron. De mai mult timp am tot cautat sa vad cum suna si iete ca am gasit. putin dezamagitor. daca Serj suna in continuare genial si reuseste, nush de unde, sa scoata niste versuri incredibile, Daron nu a facut treaba prea buna cu fabulosul lui proiect. avem aici clipul oficial They say. kindda sucky and kindda commercial...parerea mea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8o6Pz0dZ57I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8o6Pz0dZ57I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Edit: am mai ascultat niste piese pentru ca incerc sa ascult tot albumul. Unele suna mai bine decat ce v-am prezentat voua but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si mai am o rugaminte. poate sa imi spuna cineva de ce s-au despartit pana la urma? ca am auzit o gramada de variante si acuma ma macina :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-5198959612716623246?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/5198959612716623246/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=5198959612716623246' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5198959612716623246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5198959612716623246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/scars-on-broadway.html' title='scars on broadway'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-6908903711842436300</id><published>2008-10-20T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:31:57.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>madonna...si gogol bordello</title><content type='html'>azi va propun un mix care mie mi se pare genial...madonna si gogol bordello, la isla bonita:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ld4ZMREnXC4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ld4ZMREnXC4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-6908903711842436300?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/6908903711842436300/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=6908903711842436300' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6908903711842436300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/6908903711842436300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/madonnasi-gogol-bordello.html' title='madonna...si gogol bordello'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4179921996162516628</id><published>2008-10-17T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T05:01:13.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>munci again</title><content type='html'>m-am gandit ca poate vi s-a facut dor de chaturile cu clientii. si astazi am o bomboana de chat pentru voi. cititi si muriti...de ras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;//stiu ca e lung da' merita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my name is Alina Nita. How may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: i am fine my name mahendra saini&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my product key you give &lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: hello alina&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: what up&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: pls chat with me&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: I do not understand your problem&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my question solave pls&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: alina ji my pinnanclys gold verson 11  purches but product  is not download my pc. because produact key number pls my give&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: I'm afraid I really don't understand what the problem is&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: what about u&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: mai aapki baat nahi semj pa reha hu&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: hello&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: alinaji &lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Sir, I don't understand what you are saying.&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my product ka key number pls give&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: mene kal product kherida tha muje uska key number chahiye. ok. mere computer mai download nahi ho reha hai&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: hello u r saying&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: I do not understand what you are saying. This chat is for english only&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: ok&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my product purches pinnenclys gold verson-11 . ok.&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my p.c. has been no download pls&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: There is no such thing as Pinnacle Gold 11&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: because product key number&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: you key number pls given &lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: What key number?&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: u do not understand&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: No, I don't&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my product key number&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: What product?&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: you are saying to pinnenclys studio&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: What Studio version? 11?&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: tum kenha se bol rehi ho&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: If you do not speak in English I'm afraid I will have to disconnect you&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: what about u&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: What about me?&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: plese asl&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: yes what about u&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: hello&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: alina&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: what up&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini:  hello&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: plese my chatting &lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: So you are using Studio 11. Do you need a new serial number for it?&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my product number has been plese give with my pinneclyes studio version -11  [07:36:48 AM]&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Are you missing the serial number?&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: I noticed that you sent an email to the technical department which contains your serial number, and I checked it and it is valid&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my product serial number - JBSKI-ABBAA-BKPGO-AAAAT-YIAGV&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: If you have the serial number, then what exactly is the problem?&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: my computer is not download product&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: plese you my help&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: What do you mean by "my computer is not download product"?&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: are yaar mere computer mai ye studio download nahi ho reha hai mai ya keru. tum meri koi help ker sekti ho kya &lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: what do u mean -2&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: ker rehi ho&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: koi system hi nahi hai yaar&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Please speak in English. We obviously cannot understand each other. Please find someone who might help you with this, and I will be more than happy to attend you. I cannot help you for now as I do not understand what the problem is&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: ok &lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: bye bye&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: bye&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: bye&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: hello&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: alina nita&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: bye &lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Bye&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: ok&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini:  cu&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Have a nice day&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: pls to meet yesturday&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: alina ji &lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: you no say hindi&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: hello&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: I do not speak Hindi&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: why&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: pls u r asl&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Because I am not Indian&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: but tum keha ki ho&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: i am indian &amp;amp; you&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: I am Romanian&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: If you have no other questions, please disconnect&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: oh ok&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: why &lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Because we cannot continue this conversation, as I do not seem to understand what you say&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: ok&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini:  pls one question&lt;br /&gt;Mahendra saini: you are m&amp;amp;f&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: I am sorry but these questions are not Pinnacle related. I will disconnect you now and we are looking forward to hearing from you when you find someone who could help you with this&lt;br /&gt;Alina Nita: Have a nice day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-4179921996162516628?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/4179921996162516628/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=4179921996162516628' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4179921996162516628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4179921996162516628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/munci-again.html' title='munci again'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-7007666594316197598</id><published>2008-10-16T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:38:57.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>de speriat</title><content type='html'>nu se poate asa ceva...am ras cu lacrimi. cum, doamne, cum? asta fac oamenii in ziua de azi cand se plictisesc? pune mana pe o carte, tampule! dar pana face asta, noi putem sa radem :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.220.ro/embed/115779"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;play_115779(450,390);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-7007666594316197598?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/7007666594316197598/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=7007666594316197598' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/7007666594316197598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/7007666594316197598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/de-speriat.html' title='de speriat'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-1254128786004949195</id><published>2008-10-16T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T04:37:57.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cum faci un barbat sa fie sexy?</title><content type='html'>conform opiniei unui englez, ar trebui sa poarte...dresuri. ca cica e mai sanatos cand e frig, ca e sexy...blah blah blah. el militeaza pentru dreptul barbatilor de a purta dresuri, ca vezi doamne companiile producatoare nu le fac sa intre si cucu, dar ar trebui. doamne apara si pazeste, daca imi prind pretenu in dresuri il bat cu ele peste cap. desi s-ar putea sa ii placa si asta. pentru poze...care de care mai sexy, invartiti-va pe &lt;a href="http://www.envy.ro/gallery/slideshow.php?news_id=353&amp;image=0"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt; sau &lt;a href="http://www.envy.ro/gallery/slideshow.php?news_id=353&amp;image=2"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt; si &lt;a href="http://www.envy.ro/gallery/slideshow.php?news_id=353&amp;image=3"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt; chiar si &lt;a href="http://www.envy.ro/gallery/slideshow.php?news_id=353&amp;image=4"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt; si in final &lt;a href="http://www.envy.ro/gallery/slideshow.php?news_id=353&amp;image=8"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar ei nu sunt gay...sunt uber metrosexuali sau cum naiba le zice gaylor in faza de negare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Se pare ca linkurile nu merg cu Internet Explorer (nu stiu de ce), dar merg cu Firefox. daca mai descoperiti alte probleme, do tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-1254128786004949195?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/1254128786004949195/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=1254128786004949195' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/1254128786004949195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/1254128786004949195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/cum-faci-un-barbat-sa-fie-sexy.html' title='cum faci un barbat sa fie sexy?'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-4113586503811253106</id><published>2008-10-14T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:55:17.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>van damme pe manele</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaD9e_2YMSE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaD9e_2YMSE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prea tare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-4113586503811253106?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/4113586503811253106/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=4113586503811253106' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4113586503811253106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/4113586503811253106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/van-damme-pe-manele.html' title='van damme pe manele'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-3272404236735231643</id><published>2008-10-10T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:58:07.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicatie...</title><content type='html'>pt aia de joaca wow ca maniacii :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEWgs6YQR9A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEWgs6YQR9A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-3272404236735231643?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/3272404236735231643/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=3272404236735231643' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3272404236735231643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/3272404236735231643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/dedicatie.html' title='dedicatie...'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-970755480188297766</id><published>2008-10-10T04:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T04:07:27.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>numar de serie</title><content type='html'>azi m-am amuzat copios la munca. un coleg a descoperit un numar de serie fantastic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXXX-XXXXX-XXXXX-XXXXX-EUSUG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma intreb daca se refera la client sau la produs :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-970755480188297766?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/970755480188297766/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=970755480188297766' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/970755480188297766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/970755480188297766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/numar-de-serie.html' title='numar de serie'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-711345489163610693</id><published>2008-10-09T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:05:25.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>si manechinele...</title><content type='html'>cad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RB2Hlqw-KY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RB2Hlqw-KY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_sVfcI7utOc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_sVfcI7utOc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwkWDmEamCA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwkWDmEamCA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" 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manechinele...'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-917022747675078496</id><published>2008-10-06T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:17:48.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poze</title><content type='html'>am la munca o colega pasionata de fotografie. pana aici nimic nou, multa lume se arata pasionata de diverse forme de arta. in schimb colega asta a mea chiar este talentata. nu ma dau mare cunoscatoare pentru ca nu sunt, dar mie tare-mi place munca ei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din pacate am incercat sa pun aici niste poze dar nu m-am descurcat, asa ca aruncati un ochi pe la ea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mypictures.ro/utilizator/poze/albume/buburuza"&gt;http://www.mypictures.ro/utilizator/poze/albume/buburuza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa-mi ziceti daca v-a placut :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-917022747675078496?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/917022747675078496/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=917022747675078496' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/917022747675078496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/917022747675078496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/poze_06.html' title='poze'/><author><name>Alina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04942851387246420533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562829870755023361.post-5156901143856587228</id><published>2008-10-05T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:54:46.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>indian music</title><content type='html'>clipul asta este foarte tare...si tipul este foarte tare...si dansul este foarte tare...si 'subtitrarile' adaugate mi-au smuls cateva hohote de ras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://www.rocktube.us/embed/16003596"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript"&gt;play_16003596(450,390);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/562829870755023361-5156901143856587228?l=thoughts-alina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/feeds/5156901143856587228/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=562829870755023361&amp;postID=5156901143856587228' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5156901143856587228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/562829870755023361/posts/default/5156901143856587228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughts-alina.blogspot.com/2008/10/indian-music.html' title='indian 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