<?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-6899194462064600350</id><updated>2011-09-28T13:44:54.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noul Blog                                                                -primul a fost prea nasol-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-4309580761213958235</id><published>2010-09-13T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T09:42:47.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asa cum am promis, revin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/TI5UdYDJ3sI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Rt44F8bzv9w/s1600/040409003748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/TI5UdYDJ3sI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Rt44F8bzv9w/s320/040409003748.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516439457224056514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chiar in forta revin. Si ma gandeam ieri la un fapt nemaipomenit...ce o sa scriu, daca nu am nicio idee? Si mi-a venit ideea, azi, acuma...scriu Nimic. Ia uite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimic, nimic, nimic, nimic, nimic, nimic, nimic, nimic, nimic, nimic, nimic...foarte bun cand esti secatîîîîîî de idei. Vorbim in cateva zile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-4309580761213958235?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4309580761213958235/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=4309580761213958235' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4309580761213958235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4309580761213958235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/asa-cum-am-promis-revin.html' title='Asa cum am promis, revin...'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/TI5UdYDJ3sI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Rt44F8bzv9w/s72-c/040409003748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-26244895104494482</id><published>2009-05-15T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:02:55.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Putina pauza pentru putin...</title><content type='html'>Vedeti ca intre timp mi-am schimbat userul...e o chestie ce-mi trebuie la facultate...si o sa fie asa ceva timp...drept pentru care fac si o pauza de la postari cam pana in iunie-iulie, nu stiu inca...nedefinit cum s-ar zice...va urez numai lucruri frumoase!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-26244895104494482?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/26244895104494482/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=26244895104494482' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/26244895104494482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/26244895104494482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/putina-pauza-pentru-putin.html' title='Putina pauza pentru putin...'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-1567059239612834993</id><published>2009-03-21T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:34:07.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anunt umanitar</title><content type='html'>Va rog, daca stiti sau daca aveti cunostinte, sa dati mai departe anuntul meu, poate se gaseste cineva sa ma ajute:&lt;br /&gt; Caut: masina rulata (nu vreau noua pentru ca trebuie sa ii fac rodajul), an de fabricatie 86-89 preferabil cu airbaguri duble (sofer, pasager), porbagaj generos. Mai trebuie sa aiba suspensii bune de strada sa poata fi lasate la nevoie, directie ferma (sa stie unde sa mearga), oglinzi mici. Mentionez ca farurile cu xenon(albastri) reprezinta un avantaj.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Ofer: stabilitate in folosinta, revizii saptamanale inclusiv multe imbunatatiri micute aduse(invelitori airbaguri, husa portbagaj etc.). Plus ca sunt o persoana deschisa la diferite modificari care pot surveni pe parcurs. Includ in anunt si invelitoare mare pentru noaptea-protectie la ochii curiosi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-1567059239612834993?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1567059239612834993/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=1567059239612834993' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1567059239612834993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1567059239612834993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/anunt-umanitar.html' title='Anunt umanitar'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-6386102462414689529</id><published>2009-03-21T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:05:19.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atentie la fetele cu masina!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/ScUY0-bXNFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0R0oasLODkc/s1600-h/032508125109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315682233570767954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/ScUY0-bXNFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0R0oasLODkc/s200/032508125109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mare grija la fetele cu masina care circula pe trotuar pentru ca s-ar putea sa patiti ca mine: veneam azi acasa, pe splai si trece o fetita cu un golf care cauta loc de parcare, desi trecuse de vreo doua. Si nu stiu cum dracu', fix cand ajunge in dreptul meu incepe sa isi spele luneta. M-a stropit tot cu lichid de parbriz. Problema nu ar fi asa majora, doar ca era d-ala de iarna si avea alcool. Si asa m-am spalat cu spirt pe fata, defapt m-a spalat doamna. Si la fel am patit cand eram in masina si in fata mea tot o tanti intr-o skoda care isi spala parbrizul fix in benzinarie si mi-a tras ditai dusul pe geamul de la masina-wooow laser frate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In alta ordine de idei nu prea am noutati, poate doar ca &lt;a href="http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/8-martie-ziua-voastra-fetelor.html"&gt;ciudatica&lt;/a&gt; si-a manifestat nemultumirea ca aude cum lumea se fute de deasupra de la apartamente. Cred si eu ca o deranjeaza ca doar ce cacat, aia scot gemetele dupa 11 jumate noaptea. Si doar aici e azil de batrani si cum toti suntem senili si impotenti mergem sa ne pisam pe genunchi si eventual sa jucam canasta pana la 10 jumate seara. A, si ascultam N&amp;amp;D si plangem ca poponarii. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cam atat, pentru ca nu mi s-au intamplat prea multe, fiind sfarsit de saptamana. Poate doar faptul ca am ras de m-am spart ca am primit un fluturas de la niste fete cu tricouri albe pe care scria cu rosu: Express Pizza -wooow laser frate-si care imi faceau reclama la un club din orasul Lehliu. Si le-am intrebat daca este Lehliu oras sau Lehliu gara si nu au stiut sa-mi zica. N-am cum sa ajung acolo pentru ca nici nu stiu unde este, in primul rand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-6386102462414689529?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6386102462414689529/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=6386102462414689529' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6386102462414689529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6386102462414689529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/atentie-la-fetele-cu-masina.html' title='Atentie la fetele cu masina!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/ScUY0-bXNFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0R0oasLODkc/s72-c/032508125109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-4479447568774619748</id><published>2009-03-17T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:36:28.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedic un mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/ScARnRVbnQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/r1L80ablyBU/s1600-h/mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314266926663048450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/ScARnRVbnQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/r1L80ablyBU/s200/mar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De fiecare data ma gandesc ce o sa mai scriu pe blog si de , absolut, fiecare data gasesc material doar prin faptul ca ies pe usa (metaforic vorbind, n-o luati ca atare). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma freaca la icre (de data asta luati-o la propriu) reclama la mec. Ce naiba e reclama aia cantata? Adica imi explica mie o voce de poponar ca viata e frumoasa ca exista cicăn rol? Ba, da-te draaacu'...ai descoperit tu, cumva, apa calda si mersul pe jos? Trebuie sa imi arati mie ca daca vin doi constipati si arunca un &lt;em&gt;searsaf &lt;/em&gt;pe jos, gata, viata e frumoasa? Nu merge chiar asa. Plus ca e de cacat numele chicken roll...de ce dracu nu i-a zis mai simplu saorma cu salata? Ca doar asta e...plus ca erau inovativi intr-un final ca nimeni nu s-a mai gandit la saorma cu salata in tara asta minunata (de cacat). Mi se parea mai ok, plus ca sigur isi castigau multi noi adepti, pentru ca doar stim ce se practica cu maioneza prin alte locuri. Doar d-aia mananc eu numai din regie-ii stiu deja pe baieti de 3 ani, i-am studiat-par sanatosi si cred ca au si analizele la zi, plus ca sunt si fericiti-ca daca erau suparati sigur maioneza era acra, dar asa e buna. Va dedic un mar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Care-i faza cu "Miss Metrou"? Va spun, sincer, ca prima data cand am vazut pe ecrane miss metrou era sa ma impiedic de intrarea in usi de ras. Radeam singur ca proasta (da) cine naiba a avut ideea asta extrem de tampita? Cum adica miss metrou? Asta sigur duce la glume de autobaza cu baietii de la capatul lu' 105. Pai da si cum altfel cand le vezi pe alea (nu sunt sigur ce fel de fata ar participa la asa ceva). Ma rog, eu daca as fi organizatorul mi-as da mie premiul de miss metrou si as fugi cu banii. Si le-as lasa pe verzele alea cu ochii in soare. Din partea mea 2 mere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chiar exista barbati care isi pun la status "Miss my iuby"? Chiar exista asa ceva? Adica e barbat? Ce cacat ne anunti pe noi ca tu miss your iuby, bai masculule? Plus ca te imbraci in roz...de ce ma chinui vizual? Iti dau 3 mere pentru ca meriti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off-topic: am testat noul axe de-i face reclama, cu miros de piele. Si deodorant si gel de dus. Si, personal, raman la gelul de dus. Tot Vice miroase mai misto din gama lor. Desi nici asta nu miroase rau, dar totusi sa nu puneti botul la textele ca scoate masculul din tine si cu instinctul primar. Macar sa il cumparati din alte motive. Sa stiti ca nu am uitat ca v-am promis link-ul cu antireclama la bt, dar vad ca nu s-a rugat nimeni de mine sa-l postez asa ca mai aman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-4479447568774619748?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4479447568774619748/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=4479447568774619748' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4479447568774619748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4479447568774619748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/dedic-un-mar.html' title='Dedic un mar'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/ScARnRVbnQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/r1L80ablyBU/s72-c/mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-3682360588109094386</id><published>2009-03-15T14:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:39:40.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am avut o REVELATIEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sb1zEzjz_JI/AAAAAAAAAQg/jF1EOLi81NQ/s1600-h/040608185107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313529661764140178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sb1zEzjz_JI/AAAAAAAAAQg/jF1EOLi81NQ/s200/040608185107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da...este clar...m-a lovit in plin; anuntul este intr-o carciuma de pe marginea drumului, cum te duci inspre Bucuresti, inainte de autostrada, in &lt;em&gt;bae, la bajeti. &lt;/em&gt;Si l-am vazut cand m-am dus la baie, clar, nu? Dar in loc sa imi notez id-ul de mess ca sa pot sa il ajut pe omu' aflat la ananghie m-a lovit altceva tare de tot-Off-topic: Oi fi devenit poponar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revenind, m-am gandit ce inseamna exact a te duce fix in mijlocul unei piete, duminica, atunci cand vin toti mosii si a te caca fix in mijlocul ei? Inseamna a fi &lt;em&gt;creativ. &lt;/em&gt;Dar daca, in momentul ala incepi sa strigi in gura mare ca te-ai cacat? Inseamna &lt;em&gt;promovare&lt;/em&gt; si chiar &lt;em&gt;marketing de guerilla&lt;/em&gt; pentru esti foarte agresiv pe o piata relativ noua. Ok, lumea incepe sa vina sa se uite la tine in curu gol cum tipi mandru de opera ta. Bun si ei incep sa vorbeasca despre ceea ce vad...clar &lt;em&gt;advertising &lt;/em&gt;pentru ca le-ai transmis prin metoda &lt;em&gt;spam &lt;/em&gt;un mesaj sau chiar &lt;em&gt;publicity&lt;/em&gt; pentru ca nu platesti absolut nimic sa iti fie promovat cacatul. Boon si apare si televiziunea sa arate cum un nebun striga in gura mare ca s-a cacat in piata-claaar &lt;em&gt;PR.&lt;/em&gt; Deja mergem pe latura asta a emotionalului, iar daca lumea va vorbi ceva timp de acum incolo, campania si-a atins scopul propus. Si daca esti smecher si reusesti sa vinzi din cacat? Ha, ai abilitati de &lt;em&gt;om de vanzari. &lt;/em&gt;Tare, nu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pentru ca orice marfa are prostul ei si, pana la urma, tot un cacat vinzi degeaba strigi in gura mare ca e altceva. Si lumea tot cacat cumpara, chiar daca ii spune altfel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asadar, asta m-a lovit cand am vazut mesajul ala de la baie...cred ca trebuia sa il ajut pe om, mai bine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-3682360588109094386?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3682360588109094386/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=3682360588109094386' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/3682360588109094386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/3682360588109094386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/am-avut-o-revelatieee.html' title='Am avut o REVELATIEEE'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sb1zEzjz_JI/AAAAAAAAAQg/jF1EOLi81NQ/s72-c/040608185107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-9167944648076844985</id><published>2009-03-11T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:08:04.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studiu de caz: BCR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sbg_H6tRz6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/eJOTc2Jasx8/s1600-h/020609011623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312065165734301602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sbg_H6tRz6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/eJOTc2Jasx8/s200/020609011623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sa fiu scurt: iarasi reclama noua cu nenea la cumparaturi de animale pentru ala micu'. Se coieste el, se chiroaste pe acolo si alege un pichi dragut, alb, coafat care si plange de mama focului-asa ca de reclama. Boon si ajunge cu el la casa, il scaneaza vanzatorul si baga jucarele, inimioare, prostii, la care nenea zice consternat-&lt;em&gt;E nevoie de toate astea?&lt;/em&gt;-ala se uita in sictir ca si cand ar fi un functionar public si nu ii raspunde. La care apare, inevitabil, domnul bcr imbracat in costum( am sa il numesc, generic, domnul bcr imbracat in costum)-acelasi costum, si il bate pe umar asa &lt;em&gt;friendly&lt;/em&gt;(tovarasesc) si ii spune-&lt;em&gt;Cumparaturile atrag alte cumparaturi&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoopaaaa, pai bine bai boss, dar asa ne facem noi reclama? Pe mine, cel putin, m-a cam pierdut de client al cardului lor-unu, pentru ca ma enerveaza domnul bcr imbracat in costum(am sa il numesc, generic, domnul bcr imbracat in costum) pentru ca are o fata mult prea falsa si zambetul ala...si 2-ma imaginam pe veceu dimineata si cand observ la finalul actului incununator ca nu mai am hartie igienica-hooopa, apare domnul bcr imbracat in costum(am sa-l numesc domnul bcr imbracat in costum, GENERIC) si imi zice: &lt;em&gt;Ai nevoie de hartie? &lt;/em&gt;-la care eu putin aflat la culmea nevoii disperate ii raspund-&lt;em&gt;Daaaa-&lt;/em&gt;Si imi zice-&lt;em&gt;Normal, dar aveti grija-cumparaturile atrag alte cumparaturi-adica sa luati si sapun si gel de dus si parfum de baie ca sa fie treaba, treaba, ma intelegeti?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off topic: M-as bucura enorm sa vad un meci intre domnul de la bcr in costum(&lt;em&gt;hai, ca ati invatat si voi-generic, generic) &lt;/em&gt;si nenea cu fustita si tot in costum(pe asta il numesc nenea in fustita si costum-original, nu?) de la banca transilvania. Adica sa vina asta cu bagheta si sa ii rupa capul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revenind: Ma enerveaza ca trebuie sa iti faci imprumut sau sa apelezi la servicii bancare pentru ca iti doresti un caine si ma enerveaza cel mai tare nu agentia care a facut reclama-desi este slabuta-ci clientul care si-a dat acordul pentru asa ceva. Dar cum iti asterni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. o sa revin cu anti-reclama de la banca transilvania zilele astea-postez linkul-garantez caterinca maxima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-9167944648076844985?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9167944648076844985/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=9167944648076844985' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/9167944648076844985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/9167944648076844985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/studiu-de-caz-bcr.html' title='Studiu de caz: BCR'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sbg_H6tRz6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/eJOTc2Jasx8/s72-c/020609011623.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-474480583973785376</id><published>2009-03-10T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T04:26:51.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panicaaaaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>Ce naiba sa fac ca mi-am pus adresa blogului in cv...daca intra vreo persoana importanta si citeste ce am scris acolo? Isi face vreo impresie preconceputa despre creierul meu? Sunt intr-o mare dilema...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-474480583973785376?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/474480583973785376/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=474480583973785376' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/474480583973785376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/474480583973785376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/panicaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='Panicaaaaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-2848032864031670347</id><published>2009-03-09T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T05:49:35.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 martie ziua voastra fetelor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SbUMhwvGdXI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IwLC7FHHlEg/s1600-h/030909142815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311165109711041906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SbUMhwvGdXI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IwLC7FHHlEg/s200/030909142815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scriu acest post dupa ce a trecut ziua mamelor, ziua fetelor, ziua femeii-8 martie. Il scriu dupa pentru ca, de obicei, concluziile se trag, cel mai bine, dupa...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ma enerveaza-ba nu, ma enervati ca gasiti scuze-scuze la tot. Spre exemplu vine o ciudatica cu care stau in camin si ma intreaba, ieri, foarte direct-auzi da tu ai vreo problema cu cizemele mele?-Da, fa, am pentru ca imi venea sa ma pis si am zis sa ma pis in ele. Ce problema sa am cu cizmele tale?-Nu, ca ziceam asa ca le-am vazut "ravasite" si m-am gandit ca tu le-ai facut asa- Off-topic: eu, cum si asa nu am ce face toata ziua, ravasesc cizme de fete ciudate, nu? Revenind: Ma rog se duce toata discutia la o singura idee, de-a ei: Si asa este 8 martie...si ar trebui sa nu fiti atat de nesimtiti. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Nu simtiti cateodata cum viata va scuipa peste bot si va vine sa o calcati in picioare, dar parca nu reusiti pentru ca un scuipat nu este un motiv bun? Sau cand ti-e foame si nu poti sa deschizi ultimul borcan de castraveti murati si iti bagi piciorul si il spargi si te oftici ca s-a dus toata zeama? La fel am patit si eu cu fetita asta-imi venea sa ii scot toata zeama si sa sterg dupa aia cu mizeriile ei de cizme ravasite. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Ideea nu este asta-problema e ca la fel ca ea sunt 1000000000000000000000 de fete care vad in ziua de 8 martie drept ziua scuzelor-li se permite orice, au dreptul la orice cacat ba chiar unele pot ridica pretentii fata motiv. Si iti vine ca in povestea cu borcanul sa le dai in cap. Dar te potolesti pentru ca stii ca trece 8 martie si vine cu pasi repezi 5 mai(multumim &lt;em&gt;Bergenbier&lt;/em&gt;)-si o sa ne bagam piciorul, absolut, fara nicio jena in toate ifosele si basinile astea. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; E pacat pentru ca zile d-astea frumoase in care trebuie sa simtim primavara si alte sloganuri publicitare se transforma in zile de striptease masculin si alte cacaturi in care poponari pe post de baieti satisfac orice traire nebuna. Mi s-a cam luat...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-2848032864031670347?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2848032864031670347/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=2848032864031670347' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2848032864031670347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2848032864031670347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/8-martie-ziua-voastra-fetelor.html' title='8 martie ziua voastra fetelor'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SbUMhwvGdXI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IwLC7FHHlEg/s72-c/030909142815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7230496910562094629</id><published>2009-03-08T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T05:49:45.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ia fiti atenti aici!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SbO5FhGDkNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/qc57j6OSYmw/s1600-h/Pastrati+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310791890034200786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SbO5FhGDkNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/qc57j6OSYmw/s200/Pastrati+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; A trecut ceva timp de cand am dat pe blogul asta, nu ca nu ar fi fost al meu, dar zic si eu..nici nu stiu de unde sa incep. De cinci luni nu am mai postat nimic si nu mi se parea normal. D'asta zic ca daca altii o fac lasa ca pot face si eu.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Incepem cu inceputul: am capatat un obicei de cacat pentru mine si pentru ceilalti; ciordesc meniuri din club. Nu ma intrebati de ce fac, pur si simplu le colectionez pentru ca asa imi dau seama unde sa merg intr-o seara. Pac bag sufu pe meniu, vad preturile si trag concluzia. Insa e nasol daca ma prinde ca ies cu ele. Atunci sa vezi...pana acuma nu m-a prins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Ma enerveaza in draci reclama de la Knorr. De ce mortii ma-sii trebuie, intotdeauna, sa alegi o urata cu fata de prigorie care sa cante la telefon cu un juma-de-barbat ce cacat sa cumpere din magazin. Gen sa ma sune si pe mine baietii din camin si sa-mi cante(urmeaza un moment gen cenaclu Flacara in care un vers este recitat si unu cantat):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;em&gt;Ia ba bere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;   Iaaaaa baaa bereeee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Cam asa ceva-mizerie oricum-primul lucru pe care mi l-a inspirat reclama asta a fost ca vad pe cineva de la noi din facultate realizand-o. Adica ideea-la cati disperati si ce usor poti sa-i compromiti parca ii si vad: &lt;em&gt;Daaaa stiiiu vom pune in versuri cacat de knorr. Hmm....daaa la magaziin si sa canteeeee vreaaau knorr-&lt;/em&gt;GENIAL. Si clientul sigur a fost multumit-cred ca nu futuse in ziua aia. Jenant spre penibil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Imi este lehamite de fetele ipocrite. Adica de ce naiba ajungi la o varsta destul de inaintata si te porti ca o virgina convinsa? Si scuza-esti bisericoasa? Asta-i scuza fa? Da-te dracu ca ma uit pe haifaivul tau si arati mai curva decat multe fete pe care le cunosc. Cum vine asta? Pai nu vine, iti spun eu. Pacat de oamenii care te baga in seama pentru ca nu realizeaza ca au altceva mult mai bun de facut. Sunt un porc, nu-i asa? Ma rog cred ca si voi v-ati saturat de proastele astea pe care daca le intrebi daca au invatat ceva zic ca nu stiu nimic si iau 10 sau ies in club si se prefac ca nu stiu ce e aia o sticla de bere-la baieti e simplu-sunt lache si ii pocnesti direct, dar cu voi ce dracu facem? Tema de casa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7230496910562094629?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7230496910562094629/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7230496910562094629' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7230496910562094629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7230496910562094629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/ia-fiti-atenti-aici.html' title='Ia fiti atenti aici!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SbO5FhGDkNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/qc57j6OSYmw/s72-c/Pastrati+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7794023956717528450</id><published>2008-11-14T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:42:07.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum a reusit o bere sa umple o carciuma in 5 minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SR3uxn5wyFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/0hmvajU72HA/s1600-h/tuborgsmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268629675385604178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SR3uxn5wyFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/0hmvajU72HA/s200/tuborgsmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ceea ce mi s-a intamplat aseara m-a marcat. Mult timp de acum incolo. Iesisem la o bere, in regie. Stateam linistit cu doi prieteni de ai mei si discutam de ale noastre. Stateam la masa de 4 persoane langa geam, iar eu aveam vedere directa inspre &lt;em&gt;mediul inconjurator de afara.&lt;/em&gt; Si noi, ca baietii, discutam de vreme, de economia mondiala cand dintr-o data imi cade falca. Vad de afara intrand in carciuma 5 fete...erau una si una...toate imbracate cu blugi mulati pe fund bombat...cu buricul gol si cu un maieu care le strangea sanii cu push up...parca tipau sa iasa afara...am ramas blocat cateva secunde...erau 3 blonde si 2 brunete...fetele veneau in interes de munca. Aratau asa bine pentru un motiv anume. Promovau o petrecere Tuborg de la Arene. Adica, daca tu cumparai o bere Tuborg, primeai o invitatie gratis la petrecerea respectiva. Va dati seama ca fetele aveau lectia invatata si stateau si putin aplecate inspre tine...bai frate am simtit ca ma trec transpiratiile...problema este ca nu am fost singurul din carciuma...efectul scontat...fetele bune au vandut masiv...MASIV...s-a umplut carciuma de bere Tuborg. Toti comandau bere doar de dragul fetelelor...problema este ca si eu mi-am cumparat...si de acum o sa imi cumpar, ceva timp de acum incolo, numai bere Tuborg, pentru ca cei care s-au gandit la acest tip de promovare merita o marire de salariu. Desi este marketing de guerilla si agresiv a mers fix la tanc. FETELOR VA MAI VREM...o sa ne gasiti la masa aia de la intrare cu o bere Tuborg...traiasca baietii destepti care vad in perspectiva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7794023956717528450?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7794023956717528450/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7794023956717528450' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7794023956717528450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7794023956717528450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/cum-reusit-o-bere-sa-umple-o-carciuma.html' title='Cum a reusit o bere sa umple o carciuma in 5 minute'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SR3uxn5wyFI/AAAAAAAAAPs/0hmvajU72HA/s72-c/tuborgsmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-239734415640796446</id><published>2008-10-23T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:46:40.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand brand si iar brand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SQCmXt2ePqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cBYWE6joEkc/s1600-h/dg_v3i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260387291144011426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SQCmXt2ePqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cBYWE6joEkc/s200/dg_v3i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Ma simt in forma astazi, asa ca vreau sa va zic ceva...nu vi se pare ca in momentul in care iesiti din casa si mergeti "in directia unde va considerati utili"(am incheiat citatul) traiti momente de descoperire a &lt;em&gt;magiei&lt;/em&gt; tarii noastre? Sau, altfel spus, de fiecare data vedeti ceva nou pe strada? Ma rog, nou nu neaparat in sensul bun, dar orisicum tot nou ii zice. Pentru ca am avut o &lt;em&gt;epifany&lt;/em&gt; astazi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Sunt sigur ca sunteti mai mult decat familiarizati cu self-branding-ul si identificarea clientului consumator cu brandul in sine. Si lucrul acesta se obtine extrem de greu. Aici ma refer in tarile alfate la un grad de civilizatie cat de cat atins(la noi nu este cazul-noi suntem inca foooooarte departe...nu se vede inca nimic la orizont). Adica o firma anumita cheltuie mii si mii de euroi sau dolarei numai pe studii de piata pentru a incerca sa afle, sa descopere, sa anticipeze nevoile consumatorului targetat. Un grad de identificare cu brandul in sine este foarte greu de atins. Asta spun toti specialistii care traiesc in alte tari. Numai ca nu au venit la noi in tara. La noi exista o identificare cu firma in sine(ma refer la publicul consumator) care mai exista, cred, doar in tarile arabe(Mercedesul Cobra-stiti povestea). Adica- ai X5? Da de veste la tot cartierul ca iti iei inca unul. Ai telefon fitza? Iphone? Vorbeste cat mai tare in el sa fii vazut. Ai D&amp;amp;G &lt;em&gt;pă &lt;/em&gt;tine? Arata la toata lumea ca esti Boss. Deci la noi in tara, publicul consumator(mai ales acela needucat-adica cel mult) se identifica cu brandul in sine extrem de mult. Sa nu mai spun de Panasonic, Armani, Nokia, Coca-Cola, Mercedes, Audi, E320, Q7, Hugo Boss, Guerlain, Bvlgari, Versace si lista poate continua. Din pacate cele mai multe marci prezente la noi sunt falsuri. Dar v-ati pus, vreodata, intrebarea ce ar face acesti oameni daca ar avea bani numai pentru cumparaturi si ar fi intr-o tara straina? Ma rog, in afara de spart seminte pe strada si flegmat sunt sigur ca ar cheltui o gramada de bani pe versace ca sa fie fitza, nu? Ca doar nu mai conteaza o carte buna, daca nu te ajuta cu nimic...sau o librarie intr-un mall....sau niste mici mancati duminica dimineata in parcarea unui hypermarket...asta sutem-o tara de Diengisti si nu prea sunt semne sa se schimbe ceva prea curand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-239734415640796446?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/239734415640796446/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=239734415640796446' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/239734415640796446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/239734415640796446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/brand-brand-si-iar-brand.html' title='Brand brand si iar brand'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SQCmXt2ePqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cBYWE6joEkc/s72-c/dg_v3i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7049053815080259642</id><published>2008-08-12T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T04:32:39.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CU parbrijul curat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SKF0L6wZWwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2vYxpafZAJI/s1600-h/thumb_prod1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233591990080854786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SKF0L6wZWwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2vYxpafZAJI/s400/thumb_prod1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voi ati mai auzit de trupa Taxi? Stiati ca mai exista? Defapt, ca mai si canta? Pentru ca i-am ascultat aseara la festivalul Callatis(ala cu OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MANGAAAALIAAAAAAAAA) si cantau destul de slabut...pacat...au imbatranit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In alta ordine de idei am observat ca Orange vrea sa isi schimbe campania de comunicare(am aflat de pe blog-ul lui &lt;a href="http://shifted-blues.blogspot.com/"&gt;RERE&lt;/a&gt;). Ma intreb DE CE? De ce atatia bani in comunicare, cand ideea cu The future's bright...the future's Orange, este absolut ok? Sincer, pe roman il intereseaza cum e cu futurele? Sau sa ii mearga telefonul sa poa' sa sune rudele de Pasti si Craciun si sa nu ii mai dea retea ocupata? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tot pe principiul asta am observat ca tot mai multi prieteni si colegi si cunostinte sunt @work...hm...asta imi da de gandit...sau sunt eu putin degenerat pentru ca urasc sa ma imbrac intr-un costum zi de zi(cand mai frumos e la nunta, nu?) sau tot eu sunt de vina ca inca astept pestele ala mare...desi poate ar trebui sa imi pun si eu poze cu oameni "mari" care stau la sedinta si status @work pls dnd sau "iar este luni...la munca..pls dnd"...as fi muuuuult mai profi...traiasca cultura de masa si uniformizareaaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am observat in ultima vreme ca Nicolae Guta plange tot mai des in videoclipurile sale...ma intreb, saracul "ARTIST" o avea ceva pe suflet? Adica, imediat cum incepe melodia..pac..lacrimaaa...dar am mai vazut ca intai ii lacrimeaza ochiul drept si dupa stangul..o avea vreo disfunctie sau e melodia de te apuca plansul? Nu vom afla niciodata...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-a venit in cap o idee zilele trecute...vreau sa ma angajez la NR1 (firma din Carrefour-o stim cu totii) si sa fac promovare la lichidul de parbriz "ESTIVAL". Pentru ca si stiu cum...toata vara am mers destul de mult cu masina. Si cum litoralul atrage, nu-i asa, multi turisti, se faceau cozi imense de masini si la o banala trecere de pietoni...si am observat o chestiune foarte transanta...in afara de nervi soferilor, si de timpul pierdut, si de ambreiajul (ar fi rimat, nu?) stricat ceva se consuma mult mai mult...lichidul de parbriz...un exemplu concret...2 masini in fata, 2 lateral si 2 in spate, cel putin una dintre ele isi spala parbrzul, daca nu si luneta...pai ma gandesc, simplu, daca la 6 masini cel putin 2 isi sprituiesc parbrizul macar odata cand stau la coada si se plictisesc, la un ambuteiaj unde se strang sute de masini...? Foarte tare...ma gandesc deja la un parteneriat dintre furnizori si politia romana ca aceastia din urma sa incurce traficul si sa ajute la cresterea vanzarilor de lichid de parbriz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pana una alta cautam deunazi, pe net, cateva caracteristici ale litoralului romanesc...si ma gandeam(mi se mai intampla si mie in zilele frumoase si calduroase) ca degeaba incerc sa fac lobby pentru ceva ce nu exista sau nu conteaza...spre exemplu te duci frumos in Mamaia...iti este foame...te asezi la o carciuma...vine ospatarul dupa jumatate de ora, sictirit, plictisit si te intreaba, cu scarba, ce vrei sa iti aduca...tu ii spui o friptura cu chifla si o bere...ti-o taie scurt...bere nu avem...atunci o apa...vine dupa o ora (friptura rece, intre timp vezi cum cade pe jos o farfurie cu mancare si este adunata si pusa fain frumos inapoi in farfurie si te rogi sa nu fi patit si a ta ceva), ii ceri nota si...ahaaaa...este umflata cu vreo 7j'de mii...il chemi sa iti explice...el se ia la cearta cu tine si tu il ameninti cu protectia consumatorului...si imi vine in cap vorba lui Mircea...rahatii plutesc in Marea Neagra...DA...DAR AVEM BENTLEY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Termin aici pentru ca trebuie sa fug repede sa imi deschid mess-ul si sa imi pun la status @work&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:writting@blog"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;writting@blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; pls DND...sa fiu in tendinte(a si o poza cu mine in costum si in adidasi sa fiu trendy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7049053815080259642?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7049053815080259642/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7049053815080259642' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7049053815080259642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7049053815080259642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/cu-parbrijul-curat.html' title='CU parbrijul curat'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SKF0L6wZWwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2vYxpafZAJI/s72-c/thumb_prod1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-8692116172102164618</id><published>2008-08-05T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:01:49.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAC PAC</title><content type='html'>Daca mai aveti putintica rabdare o sa revin cu chestii foarte proaspete si aici si dincolo pe izmene. Pana atunci...sa fiti sanatosi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-8692116172102164618?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8692116172102164618/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=8692116172102164618' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8692116172102164618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8692116172102164618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/pac-pac.html' title='PAC PAC'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-2541344368990189759</id><published>2008-06-12T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:44.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Firma cu capital strain, cautam tanar motivat si capabil; oferim salariu motivant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SFDgJCWo5lI/AAAAAAAAALA/T2Pzdn23MPQ/s1600-h/lautari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210911214722934354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SFDgJCWo5lI/AAAAAAAAALA/T2Pzdn23MPQ/s320/lautari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma gandeam, deunazi, la tarisoara noastra draga; cum suntem noi, romanii, cu un pas inaintea tuturor; cum reusim sa anticipam tot ceea ce poate fi anticipat, cum vindem toale in Vitan, cum avem mertane cu &lt;em&gt;TUB DE BASS&lt;/em&gt; ca sa ascultam vijelie, la colt de cartier si cum inventam noi meserii pe zi ce trece. Ma gandeam deunazi ca nomenclatorul de meserii nu cuprinde foarte multe slujbe ce se desfasoara destul de des si de o mare parte o populatiei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si din toate acelea ma gandeam sa va prezint meseria de adunator de bani de pe fruntile lautarilor. Si ma intrebam, oare, acei baieti care muncesc din greu sa prinda tot ce zboara, au salariu fix? Pot lucra part-time? Adica, un anunt din ziar de angajare intr-o trupa ca adunator de bani cum ar suna? Firma cu capital strain(Italia, Spania, Anglia) angajam tanar motivat(sa-i placa manelele), oferim salariu motivant(cat pica) plus mediu de lucru propice(nunti, botezuri, cumetrii).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oare part time ar insemna juma' de nunta? Adica pana in 01:00 noaptea(sa vina schimbul 2?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma mai intreb, oare, in contractul de munca scrie &lt;em&gt;Adunator profesionist?&lt;/em&gt; sau &lt;em&gt;Prinde tot&lt;/em&gt; sau &lt;em&gt;ARE LIPICI LA BANI!?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma rog, una peste alta, trebuie neaparat sa imi deschid si eu o carciuma(un han, ceva) pentru ca vad ca prinde la lume. Un fel de warm up pentru Banbuu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. As putea sa imi fac practica la facultate cu asa ceva? Ar fi ceva...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-2541344368990189759?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2541344368990189759/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=2541344368990189759' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2541344368990189759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2541344368990189759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/firma-cu-capital-strain-cautam-tanar.html' title='Firma cu capital strain, cautam tanar motivat si capabil; oferim salariu motivant'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SFDgJCWo5lI/AAAAAAAAALA/T2Pzdn23MPQ/s72-c/lautari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-2569612048875540844</id><published>2008-05-29T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T01:12:36.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raman tot in domeniu...</title><content type='html'>...si va spun ca am primt ieri, de la o prietena, pe messenger un mesaj si cu rugamintea sa postez pe blog. Cum nu puteam sa o refuz, pun pe blog exact ceea ce mi-a trimis, cu mentiunea ca, daca vi se pare ca ar fi reclama mascata, ei bine, nu este...mai degraba mi se pare a fi o initiativa laudabila plus o campanie foarte bine pusa la punct. Asadar :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dona sau a nu dona?     Este o intrebare pe care multi si'o pun.....raspunsul meu e simplu: Da!!Acum sa va spun si de ce....1)Ajuti un semen care se afla intr'o situatie dificila, gen operatie, accident de munca, de masina si exemplele pot continua.Poti ajuta un nou-nascut prematur, un bolnav de cancer, un bolnav de anemie si in special persoanele care au suferit arsuri.2)Este benefic si pentru organismul tau, pentru ca ti se detoxifica sangele prin faptul ca volumul de sange donat se reface in 24 de ore cu sange abia format.3)Este o procedura simpla, nedureroasa, sigura si fara urmari nocive pentru organism.4)Poate dona orice persoana sanatoasa intre 18 ani si 65 de ani.5)Intr-un an este nevoie de 10 cisterne de sange ceea ce inseamna aproximativ 400.000 de donatori, la o populatie de 22 de milioane de romani, asta e ceva realizabil.6)Cantitatea de sange donata este de 450 de ml, o cantitate infima ce poate salva viata a 3 oameni. Fiecare individ are o cantitate de sange egala cu 7% din greutatea totala.La un matur sangele circulant din organism este de 4-5 l…si desigur o cantitate de 1-1,5 l de rezerva7)Cel mai vrednic donator al Romaniei are la activ aproape 150 de kg de sange donat in aproximativ 50 de ani.Acest argument ar fi destul sa va alunge frica de a va provoca vreun rau donand sange. Ideea mea cu acest articol este sa atrag cati mai multi tineri, dispusi sa doneze, deoarece la momentul de fata cei care doneaza au varste curpinse intre 35-55 de ani, dar cand acesti nu vor mai putea dona, cine mai ramane? Putem fii noi, tinerii!!! In momentul de fata are loc o campanie nationala de donare de sange.....sunt curioasa cine va raspunde la acest apel.... Pentru mai multe informatii puteti consulta site'ul: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doneazasange.ro/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.doneazasange.ro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Pentru sfarsit am lasat faptul ca totusi exista si cateva facilitati daca donezi, dar cel mai frumos ar fii sa fii un DONATOR BENEVOL!&lt;br /&gt;SI NU UITATI CA SANGELE NU CRESTE IN COPACI……CRESTE IN                                 INIMILE NOASTRE…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*la final va spun ca nu sunt responsabil pentru eventualele greseli alte textului. Sper sa va convinga mesajul in sine, daca nu macar sa il transmiteti mai departe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-2569612048875540844?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2569612048875540844/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=2569612048875540844' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2569612048875540844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2569612048875540844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/raman-tot-in-domeniu.html' title='Raman tot in domeniu...'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-5200429789223182102</id><published>2008-05-27T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:47.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copiii de pe mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SD1YNMZA4kI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_3VqsDjU8sg/s1600-h/RIMG0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205413727997846082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SD1YNMZA4kI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_3VqsDjU8sg/s400/RIMG0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este un articol cu multe cifre, dar daca aveti rabdare pana la final veti avea o surpriza. Am in lista de messenger aproximativ 214 oameni. In permanenta. la o ora absolut normala din zi sunt cam 32 de oameni. Asta inseamna mai putin de 10%. Din acesti 10%, tin contactul permanent cu cel mult 10 oameni(vorbesc constant sau ocazional), restul fiind de la mediu la rar. Din acestia 32, asadar cam 10 oameni imi citesc status-ul la un interval de timp de aproximativ 20 de minute. Ceilalti sigur se uita, cel putin odata, cand intra(de cele mai multe ori) la status-ul aproape al fiecaruia on-line de pe net. Restul sigur se uita la poza de la avatar. Si daca poza de la avatar ii atrage cu ceva sigur o sa se uite la status. Si daca le place statusul, sigur, intra in vorba cu tine sa te intrebe mai multe. Pentru ca, cu totii ne-am saturat de omniprezentele statusuri gen "da mai departe daca nu este emo, manelist, rocker" etc. sau "contul de yahoo va fi de desfiintat de catre Cacat Vasile, presedintele Yahoo worldwide", dupa care urmeaza o replica inteligenta a lui C.Vasile gen" Yahoou' va fi inchis, daca nu dati mass".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asadar am spus ceva de statusuri; am adus in discutie, pentru ca toata lumea este satula de statusul &lt;em&gt;@work &lt;/em&gt;sau&lt;em&gt; UN VERS DINTR-O MELODIE IDIOATA CARE SA DUCA LA PAGINA DE HAIFAIV&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poza pe care o alegi poate sa te ajute foarte mult; pentru ca toata lumea este satula de poze &lt;em&gt;CU BOT&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;SI CARE SE UITA IN GOL&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deci, in concluzie, un status, cat de cat diferit si o poza care sa fie in concordanta cu statusul pot schimba multe. De ce am tot batut campii cu detaliile astea pana acuma...pai saptamana trecuta am desfasurat un mic experiment cu messengerul. M-am gandit la postarea unor cometarii(la status) gen teasing. La avatar am pus poza cu un mic alien pe care il am de anul trecut si l-am botezat, generic, Ion. &lt;em&gt;Campania&lt;/em&gt; (este mult spus), s-a desfasurat in doua etape: prima dintre ele cand incercam atragerea atentiei catre Ion cu statusuri gen: Ion este prietenul meu, Ion este singur, Fetelor, Ion poate fi al vostru(repet,poza pe toata durata saptamanii nu am schimbat-o). Dupa ce a trecut o saptamana am schimbat putin ideea...si am folosit mesaje precum Ion are numar de Orange, suna-l pe Ion, ia vezi, ce face Ion? etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rezultatele au fost urmatoarele(va las pe voi sa judecati): din cei 10 cu care vorbesc aproape constant m-au contactat 5 (50%), iar din restul de 22(10+22=32-lista permanent online) m-au intrebat de &lt;em&gt;el&lt;/em&gt; aproximativ 7 persoane (40%); cele 12 persoane sunt diferite-si baieti si fete, desi mesajele erau mai mult targetate pe segmentul feminin, daca pot spune asa. Deci, per total, 12 persoane din cele 32-aproape 50%. Si nu am dat mass-uri sau nu am intrat eu in vorba sa le prezint ideea mea cu Ion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Concluzia este una destul de simpla: de multe ori am auzit reprosuri, in cadrul Olimpiadelor, ca s-a folosit mult advertising(inclusiv noi am primit). Dar nu stiu daca o serie de virale care circula pe net pot fi considerate advertising; din cate am auzit, la mai toate agentiile de PR, multi clienti vin sa ceara ajutorul pentru ca nu au fonduri suficiente pentru o campanie integrata de advertising...si ma intreb...de ce nu se foloseste si messengerul pentru a ajuta la promovarea unui anume produs, idee sau campanie? De ce numai metodele clasice gen afisul pe site, promovarea gen spam sau pitch letter? Toate acestea costa....messengerul este gratis...insa ar trebui folosit cu moderatie, doar ca metoda alternativa la toate enumerate mai sus, pentru ca, altfel iti pierzi din credibilitate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sa revin cu un studiu de caz si asupra haifaivului.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-5200429789223182102?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5200429789223182102/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=5200429789223182102' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5200429789223182102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5200429789223182102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/copiii-de-pe-mess.html' title='Copiii de pe mess'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SD1YNMZA4kI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_3VqsDjU8sg/s72-c/RIMG0394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7217673496814305392</id><published>2008-05-21T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:47.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru ca...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SDRf7LoOVMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F3luzfoBuWU/s1600-h/SS852647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202888939858187458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SDRf7LoOVMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F3luzfoBuWU/s320/SS852647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pentru ca sunteti voi, in primul rand; pentru ca aveti cateva minute pe zi sa ma cititi; pentru ca exista cartofii prajiti; pentru ca radem de cei pe care scrie "IL UNIQO ITALYANNO" sau "SEXO DEPORTIVO DE PUTA MADRE 69"; pentru ca exista metrourile; pentru ca nu ne tinem de bare in timpul mersului; pentru ca zambim la persoane necunoscute; pentru ca traim cate un meci de fotbal ca si cand ar fi ultimul; pentru ca daca ploua, este o scuza sa mergem la bere; pentru ca ne-a zis profu' ca ne face cinste, numai sa plecam; pentru ca avem note mari in sesiune; pentru ca nu invatam in sesiune; pentru ca mergem la vara la mici; pentru ca radem; pentru ca nu plangem; pentru ca facem panarama de fufe; pentru ca facem panarama de baietii macho; pentru ca ajutam o blonda sa faca parcare laterala pe gratis; pentru ca s-a cacat porumbelul de cel putin 3 ori pe noi; pentru ca de asta am avut noroc; pentru ca nu jucam la ruleta; pentru ca mancam la cantina; pentru ca ne place iarba proaspat tunsa; pentru ca mai bem din cand in cand; pentru ca exista regia; pentru ca nu avem niciodata bani destui; pentru ca nu dormim noaptea; pentru ca nu dormim nici ziua; pentru ca avem abonament la sala si nu mergem; pentru ca exista saorma; pentru ca nu ne pasa daca am mancat usturoi; pentru ca ne intelegem bine cu tanti de la parcare; pentru ca stim sa cantam cu soferul de pe autobuz melodia lui preferata; pentru ca nu scuipam; pentru ca nu tipam; pentru ca mergem in club; pentru ca avem caracter; pentru ca tinem la prietenii nostri; pentru ca nu ne pasa cate calorii are; pentru ca ne plac terasele; pentru ca avem de ce...pentru ca tot articolul a batut campii...pentru ca m-ati citit de 1100 de ori...pentru ca ma simt mai mult decat indatorat voua...pentru ca va multumesc DIN SUFLET tot voua...pentru ca ati avut rabdare pana la finalul articolului...pentru voi...numai pentru voi care dati click sa vedeti...VA IUBESC DIN SUFLET...PE TOTI SI PE TOATE...si va multumesc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7217673496814305392?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7217673496814305392/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7217673496814305392' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7217673496814305392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7217673496814305392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/pentru-ca.html' title='Pentru ca...'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SDRf7LoOVMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F3luzfoBuWU/s72-c/SS852647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-8880712859931834982</id><published>2008-05-17T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:47.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haide ca sa ne intelegem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SC8tP7oOVLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BYYapg3SgDs/s1600-h/051108112106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201425846363903154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SC8tP7oOVLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BYYapg3SgDs/s320/051108112106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stau pe strada cu tigani...tipa, se bat, se injura, fac gratarul in mijlocul strazii, isi bat copiii mici, se impaca...si din pacate au o forma foarte frumoasa de exprimare...in afara de cuvintele binecunoscute si multpreafolosite gen jegosi, dusmani, p***(ma scuzati), fa, salam etc. ii tot aud zicand &lt;em&gt;Hai ca sa ne impacam&lt;/em&gt; sau &lt;em&gt;Hai ca sa ne intelegem&lt;/em&gt; sau &lt;em&gt;Hai ca sa vorbim&lt;/em&gt;...problema nu este aici...ca de la ei nici nu poti sa ai pretentii pentru ca daca au 4 clase deja sunt &lt;em&gt;INTELECTUALI. &lt;/em&gt;Si nu au...deci nu sunt intelectuali. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Problema este ca aud si pe strada zicandu-se vorbele acestea de duh...or fi vorbe de imprumut? Nu stiu si nici nu vreau sa aflu, dar mi se pare integrarea cuvantului ca intr-o propozitie, unde nu este deloc nevoie, lipsa de vocabular. Asa ca, iarasi concluzionand dramatic folositi propozitii fara ca, doar daca doriti sa va pronuntati intr-o comparatie sau o metafora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-8880712859931834982?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8880712859931834982/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=8880712859931834982' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8880712859931834982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8880712859931834982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/haide-ca-sa-ne-intelegem.html' title='Haide ca sa ne intelegem'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SC8tP7oOVLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BYYapg3SgDs/s72-c/051108112106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-2130367094336341873</id><published>2008-05-17T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:47.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ca vargula ca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SC62PboOVKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hmzc4b8sK2Y/s1600-h/051108112106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201294995890263202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SC62PboOVKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hmzc4b8sK2Y/s320/051108112106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incepem o noua campanie...campanie de militare impotriva vorbitului &lt;em&gt;CA PE STRADA &lt;/em&gt;a limbii romane; problema este din ce in ce mai acuta pe zi ce trece si ar trebui sa se ia atidudine...nu sa se legalizeze prostia(parerea mea-vedeti cazul DOM cu uichend sau maus sau nicio si niciun). In curand o sa vorbim rengleza in loc de engleza sau romana pentru ca, din pacare, o regula cruda, dar adevarata spune asa: un popor slab din punct de vedere cultural va imita si, implicit, va prelua cultura altui popor mult mai puternic din acest punct de vedere(a se vedea Valentine's Day sau Halloween cu care &lt;em&gt;NOI NU AVEM NICIO TREABA&lt;/em&gt;, mai ales ca avem si noi Valentinul nostru sau vesnica zicala "Vaaaai, vine 4 iulie"-cred ca v-ati prins despre ce tara vorbesc). Si cum noi suntem, pe zi ce trece, mai slabi intelectual, cultural nu mai spun, interpretam sarbatorile americane ca fiind si ale noastre. Ce sa inteleg, ca daca in locul lor erau englezii, ne beam in fiecare zi, la ora 5, ceaiul? Sau daca erau eschimosii, ne faceam igloo-uri in curte? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi se pare penibil. Asa ca o sa incep cu un caz care ma ustura de fiecare data cand il aud in dulcile vorbe ale persoanelor de zi cu zi...vorba cu virgula( ca virgula ca sau ca virgula cand sau cu virgula cu si alte aberatii-este traducerea exact a ceea ce se spune). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dragii mei vorbitori de limba rumena, virgula se pune in primul rand pentru a accentua ceva-spre exemplu- tatal meu, care este tatal meu sau cand enumeri ceva pentru a nu mai pune conjunctie-mere, pere, prune sau pentru a desparti 2 propozitii (de obicei diferite-subiectiva de predicativa etc.). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marea diferenta intre vorbire si scriere este ca &lt;em&gt;VIRGULA IN VORBIRE SE PERCEPE NU SE PRONUNTA EFECTIV. &lt;/em&gt;Nu spui niciodata cuvantul virgula ca atare intr-o propozitie. Daca tot esti prost si nu stii cum naiba sa eviti o cacofonie o lasi naibii asa si incerci sa iti ceri scuze ca nu ai fost in stare sa iti gasesti alte cuvinte(chiar, sinonimele sunt destul de rare in zilele noastre). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ca sa inchei-va rog mult incercati sa vorbiti fara a spune &lt;em&gt;si am fost la piata ca VIRGULA carnea era la oferta; &lt;/em&gt;mi se pare mai simplu &lt;em&gt;am fost la piata ca era carnea la oferta.&lt;/em&gt; Este si mai simplu si pareti si mai destepti credeti-ma pe cuvant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-2130367094336341873?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2130367094336341873/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=2130367094336341873' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2130367094336341873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2130367094336341873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/ca-vargula-ca.html' title='Ca vargula ca'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SC62PboOVKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hmzc4b8sK2Y/s72-c/051108112106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-4056727696689257234</id><published>2008-05-14T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T04:12:18.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Si cu asta termin</title><content type='html'>Ultimul articol si cu asta termin seria actuala de post-uri....vreau sa va intreb daca doriti sa cititi blog-ul cu diacritice...o sa pun un poll pe blog sa votati...deci votati, va rog eu mult...si va mai rog sa votati mai multi de 25 de persoane care au votat data trecuta...daca votati promit ca va dau o farfurie de fasole sau 2 mici cu tot cu mustar..ce ziceti ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-4056727696689257234?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4056727696689257234/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=4056727696689257234' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4056727696689257234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4056727696689257234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/si-cu-asta-termin.html' title='Si cu asta termin'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-2733937922792848367</id><published>2008-05-14T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:48.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACKIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SCrGtboOVJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/AljNhZZOw0I/s1600-h/051408131123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200187203565540498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SCrGtboOVJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/AljNhZZOw0I/s320/051408131123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vigilenta de la ADP 6 cu greu poate fi fentata. Tocmai de aceea trebuie sa ocoloesc ca sa pot ajunge acasa. SI ca sa ocolesc inevitabil trec pe la Grozavesti. Ca sa ajung acolo trebuie sa trec fara dorinta mea expresa, pe langa P25. Si acolo este un caine negru...acest &lt;em&gt;BLACKIE&lt;/em&gt; al cainilor din regie are ceva cu sufletul meu; in permanenta ma latra, in permanenta se ia de sufletul meu cand trec pe acolo; are ceva cu mine ca pe altii nu ii latra; ma gandesc ca l-o deranja parfumul meu...cred ca o sa il schimb. Si de accea vi l-am pozat ca sa stiti sa il ocoliti. Imi pare rau ca poza nu este foarte artistica pentru ca l-am prins cand dormea si ca sa nu ma simta am facut-o in graba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-2733937922792848367?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2733937922792848367/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=2733937922792848367' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2733937922792848367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2733937922792848367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/blackie.html' title='BLACKIE'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SCrGtboOVJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/AljNhZZOw0I/s72-c/051408131123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-186693827829553174</id><published>2008-05-14T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:48.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Diana ce pot sa fac ca sa te pup in gura?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SCrFFLoOVII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RYHKnoGqW5Y/s1600-h/051308010302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200185412564178050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SCrFFLoOVII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RYHKnoGqW5Y/s320/051308010302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma bucur mult de tot ca sunt in Bucuresti...ce m-as face fara acest oras mirific care are atatea de oferit? Ma bucur nespus de mult de stau in Regie..in Bucuresti. Ce m-as fi facut daca nu stateam aici? Nu cred ca as fi fost asa de castigat...pe cuvant. Cand credeam ca nu mai are cu sa ma surprinda aceasta asezare de studenti din toate colturile tarii &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PAAAC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ma surprinde din nou cu un nou afis...de data aceasta mult mai elaborat. Si sincer parca as fi votat PD-L-ul...doar zic peste tot "Facem ce trebuie". Si daca trebuie un &lt;em&gt;CEL MAI MARE CONCERT DE MANELE &lt;/em&gt;il facem si pe ala. Ce naiba doar e SUPER CONCERT. Cei care vreti sa vedeti afisul dati zoom si radeti...cei care nu radeti puteti sa mergeti acolo ca am impresia ca intrarea e libera...Pacat ca si PD-L-ul "se da" la asa ceva, dar daca facem ce trebuie, facem ce trebuie, nu ? Ca sa aiba si electoratul ca sa manance o paine cand ne alage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-186693827829553174?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/186693827829553174/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=186693827829553174' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/186693827829553174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/186693827829553174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/diana-ce-pot-sa-fac-ca-sa-te-pup-in.html' title='&quot;Diana ce pot sa fac ca sa te pup in gura?&quot;'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SCrFFLoOVII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RYHKnoGqW5Y/s72-c/051308010302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-6111012113561358606</id><published>2008-05-03T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:48.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne prefacem, ne prefacem...dar pana cand?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SBypXp9KheI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SuWLpiMqLMQ/s1600-h/02042008096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196214293943191010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SBypXp9KheI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SuWLpiMqLMQ/s320/02042008096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parca erau cei mai frumosi ani...parca trebuia sa ne aducem aminte de perioada facultatii ca una cu care nu ne mai intalnim niciodata...parca trebuia sa avem restante, sa ne distram, sa mergem dupa petreceri nebunesti direct la scoala...parca trebuia sa fim uniti...parca trebuia sa ne bucuram de fiecare moment petrecut impreuna...parca...parca...parca...e foarte frumos pe hartie cand pui "uau perioada facultatii, imi aduuuuc aminteeee ce fruuumos era" sau "da baiete, gata, de maine mergi la facultate, pleci de acasa, incepi sa te descurci singur, devii barbat...sa ai grija ce faci cu fetele, sa ai grij de tine". Te chinui sa intri...reusesti, te vezi peste linie, esti in al noualea cer. Vine prima zi, vine primul an, vine si al doi-lea, iti doresti mult si...DEGEABA. Raman in continuare la idea ca trebuia sa dau la ASE...sau Medicina...sau chiar poli..ca si aia sunt mai plini de viata decat colegii de la SNSPA FCRP. Pun problema si pe seama facultatii, desi nu e principalul...avem prea putine ore...si alea decalate ca naiba...ne forteaza sa muncim de cum intram in bancile facultatii...si totusi am putea sa fentam sistemul asta tampit si sa mergem la cursuri cat mai multi..ar fi minunat...dar nooooooooooooo....suntem inconjurati de disperati care alearga dupa note mai ceva ca un caine dupa carne sau ca o musca dupa...stiti continuarea...de fete care se cred madonne desi...de baieti care au ifose si glume de...si aici stiti continuarea...am impresia ca nu suntem in generatia care trebuie; ma uit la cei mai mari ca noi si sunt cu totul altfel si parca au si alte obiceiui decat noi...nu fac petreceri in cluburi ciudate, merg impreuna peste tot, daca au o problema cu profesorii sunt toti alaturati...NU AU PUPINCURISTI CARE SA SE BAGE PESTE TOT, NU AU BASINI IN CAP...au caterinca in ei...as face un sondaj de opinie sa intreb pe dragii mei colegi pe cati oameni cunosc din facultate...ca doar suntem la comunicare, nu? Paradoxal nimeni nu comunica...e gen faza vaaaaaaaaai, dar mi-e frica in sesiune la examen, pentru ca nu am invatat nimiiiiiiiiiic, daca ne da subiectul cu post-modernismul nu stiu nimic...si ia 10...proasto...macar taci din gura si nu mai manca...si aici stiti continuarea...m-am saturat, personal, de vesnicile intrebari fara sens de la sfarsitul cursului, m-am saturat, sincer, de vesnicele "probleme" ca nu ma descurc cu scoala, cu munca...e simplu...lasa-te de una din ele...mi-e lehamite de ca de fiecare data, in sesiune vad fetze noi, pe care nu le-am vazut niciodata...mi-e scarba ca Monica Columbeanu e colega cu noi la id...ma enerveaza ca nu stiu ce o sa facem, noi, ca generatie, la intalnirea de 10 ani...o sa venim, la fel, cativa si astia rasfirati asa? Suntem o facultate de tristi...asta este adevarul si e mare pacat...macar am si eu cativa prieteni de suflet, se stiu ei...nu mai trebuie sa ii numesc si lor le multumesc, ca macar din cand in cand(desi ar merge mai des sincer sa va zic) ne mai vedem si mai radem...toata situatia facultatii noastre imi aduce aminte de o faza pe care am trait-o pe bune...vorbeam cu cineva despre studentie(e de varsta mea) si imi zicea ca deja si-a cam trait viata si ce isi dorea de la facultate...si eu intreb..."ai fost vreodata la un examen fara sa dormi toata noaptea, dupa ce ai petrecut?" sau "ai mancat vreodata in cantina?" si imi raspunde "DA...(cu bucurie) AM MANCAT IN CANTINA DE LA HOTELUL MARRIOT"...asa sunteti si voi Fecerepistilor...macar nu va mai plangeti ca simtiti ca nu v-ati trait studentia cum trebuia si cum ati auzit pentru ca suntem o generatie surogat. Traiasca sefu'...sarumana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Imi pare rau ca am ajuns sa imi exprim sentimentele pe blog, dar fata in fata...se pare ca mai greu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.P.S Articolul nu a fost copiat, inspirat si nici ajustat dupa absolut nimeni...este al meu si imi pare rau sa zic asta sincer...poate pentru ca imi doream sa scriu altceva despre...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-6111012113561358606?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6111012113561358606/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=6111012113561358606' title='7 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6111012113561358606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6111012113561358606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/ne-prefacem-ne-prefacemdar-pana-cand.html' title='Ne prefacem, ne prefacem...dar pana cand?'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SBypXp9KheI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SuWLpiMqLMQ/s72-c/02042008096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-6825798036589919918</id><published>2008-04-28T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:48.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La vara stiti ce facem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SBXIdp9KhdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gg3Cg_vp-6E/s1600-h/Mici+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194278157045892562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SBXIdp9KhdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gg3Cg_vp-6E/s320/Mici+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am un prieten bun...si acest prieten bun este student ca noi...ce-i drept mai mare...si isi deschide afacere...ce-i drept nu in Bucuresti...ce-i drept in Costinesti...o chestie micuta pentru inceput...ce-i drept sper sa ii dea drumul in mai...acolo o sa aibe mici, carnati, bere...d-astea &lt;em&gt;ce se cere&lt;/em&gt;...si voiam sa stiti ca pe mine acolo o sa ma gasiti cu o bere in fata, la vara...altfel spus va astept si pe voi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-6825798036589919918?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6825798036589919918/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=6825798036589919918' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6825798036589919918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6825798036589919918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/la-vara-stiti-ce-facem.html' title='La vara stiti ce facem'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SBXIdp9KhdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/gg3Cg_vp-6E/s72-c/Mici+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-641980457483792357</id><published>2008-04-28T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:49.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma duc sa ii reclam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SBXE_p9KhcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/87ab-h2XwFc/s1600-h/032608180228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194274343114933698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SBXE_p9KhcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/87ab-h2XwFc/s400/032608180228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uitativa si voi...pei este corect?? Am fost special in zilele de vineri si sambata ca sa dau si eu cu para pe digei si nu "punea" deloc manele...ajuns la fata locului am avut o mare jena...cum adica house...ce este asta dom'le? Nu cunosc, nu degust...chiar nici nu imi place ai dreq roacheri de danseaza cu paru' tepos in club...parca ar fi drogati sa mora io...si de suparare meam luat dacia tunata in Vitan cu capace aurii la ventile si volan de renault si am plecat la bajetii din rahova de baga acolo numai muzica selecta de cocktail. IN FORTAA TATIII!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A stai asea ca nam terminat...sper ca vati dat seama ca ceea ce a scris baiatu' pe afis este gresit, nu? A pus "se pun" in ghilimele cu un scop special...corect era "SE PUNE" ca sa inteleaga si noi astia de la regie 6 bucuresti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-641980457483792357?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/641980457483792357/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=641980457483792357' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/641980457483792357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/641980457483792357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/ma-duc-sa-ii-reclam.html' title='Ma duc sa ii reclam...'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SBXE_p9KhcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/87ab-h2XwFc/s72-c/032608180228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-1678855826927085865</id><published>2008-04-21T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:49.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laaaaa Laaaa Laaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SAzbhbQ7BNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jlHHgxJpEUA/s1600-h/respect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191765837752239314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SAzbhbQ7BNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jlHHgxJpEUA/s320/respect.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romania 2008...am impresia ca lucrurile merg din ce in ce mai repede; problema este ca nu prea se stie inspre ce directie; spre exemplu vedem pe strada din ce in ce mai multe masini de lux...intr-o tara care se vrea "in tranzitie" si totusi traim ca in lumea a 5a...vedem tot mai multe masini de lux care au numere de Germania sau Spania...vedem tot mai multe nenorociri pe strada fara ca politia macar sa intoarca privirea nu sa si intervina...vedem tot mai multi "artisti" pe strada si pe la nunti...Libertatea in continuare conduce detasat topul ziarelor NU CARE CUMVA DILEMA sau ziare precum Adevarul sau Gardianul sau Catavencu; cand te duci la dj sa ii ceri o piesa noua iti pune manea; si atunci, ma gandesc eu, pentru a face PR unui client precum Libertatea, sa zicem, cum trebuie sa ne adresam? Cu o tipa goala si cu guta in plan secund? Asa este...sunt bun pentru ca tu tii cu mine...va suna cunoscut sloganul lui Mutu? De ce nu se face un reality show cu gimnastele care au luat medalii la europene si ne-au facut Romania auzita peste hotare? De cand nu ati mai fost intr-un parc din Bucuresti? Sa vedeti tiganie cat cuprinde...problema este ca minunatul popor roman este cel care imita si preia mult amplificata aceasta atitudine minunata...traiasca canalul Acasa cu serialul Inima de tigan...cineva spunea ca Romania nu mai este tara de romani...si altcineva spunea ca problema la noi in tara este ca elitele nu mai promoveaza nimic...si atunci ma intreb cum pot sa fac eu o campanie de rebranding pentru Dacia Logan adresata tinerilor? Cand, daca intrebi un tanar pe strada ce parere are despre modelul acesta iti va spune TAXIU, MANELE, JEG, CRUCIULITE LA OGLINDA...cum sa incep? Cu ultimele hituri ale manelelor? Sau sa merg pe partea cu Loganul la tara care este vazut precum mercedesul la tigani? Este greu...este un nou public pentru care ar trebui sa existe o definitie total noua...publicul de Romania...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-1678855826927085865?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1678855826927085865/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=1678855826927085865' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1678855826927085865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1678855826927085865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/laaaaa-laaaa-laaaaa.html' title='Laaaaa Laaaa Laaaaa'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/SAzbhbQ7BNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jlHHgxJpEUA/s72-c/respect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-5066313265125484202</id><published>2008-04-15T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:59:58.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOC!! Am rezultatele testului cu telefonul</title><content type='html'>Cat timp a trecut de cand nu am mai publicat ceva pe pagina mea draga de blog...pana una alta parca s-au mai schimbat cateva lucruri...spre exemplu in Libertatea nu mai prezinta Simona Sensual vremea!!!! sau sunt scaune noi in cantina din regie...sau in continuare am vizualizari f multe pe hi5...sau ca rezultatele testului cu manea de pe telefon erai cam cele asteptate...esantionul testat este de peste 2000 de persoane din care 10% si-au manifestat vadit dezacordul fata de ceea ce au vazut/auzit, 23% s-au aratat chiar bucuroase...nu ma intrebati de ce, pentru ca nu stiu si restul de 67% au avut o ignoranta totala...pai asta si suntem...o tara de ignoranti pentru ca altfel lucrurile nu stateau asa cum sunt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-5066313265125484202?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5066313265125484202/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=5066313265125484202' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5066313265125484202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5066313265125484202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/soc-am-rezultatele-testului-cu.html' title='SOC!! Am rezultatele testului cu telefonul'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-5253542571594289251</id><published>2008-03-29T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T12:46:20.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rusineeeee!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Lumea a 3-a...defapt, nu...ar fi fost bine...lumea a 5-a suntem...traiasca politicianul roman cu curu mare ca isi perminte sa treaca in coloana oficiala....huooooooooooo....voi bucuresteni conducatori de masini puternice si de nu va pasa.....huooooooooooo voi proastelor care aveti masini de serviciu si habar nu aveti ce inseamna pedala de frana.....huooooooooo voi idiotilor de politisti care nu aveti nici macar 4 clase, dar stiti sa dirijati traficul....huooooooooo ambulanta spitalelor care vine dupa 20 de minute dupa ce o chemi (dar vedem in videolcipuri cu manele domnisoare asistente in AMBULANTA inchiriata!!!!!), huooooooooo voi cu coloana oficiala...o sa arunc cu pietre in voi....o sa arunc cu sticle de bere goale in voi cei dirijati traficul...si nu o sa ma prindeti ca alerg mai repede decat voi ca nu am burta si nu-mi merge asa bine de la spaga...huoooooo...sper sa platiti ceea ce ati facut in viata asta...daca nu macar in cealalata...Rusine Voua, Rusine Romania, Rusine Romania...suntem tara pe care o meritam...si meritam din plin pentru ca suntem inca un popor comunist crescut cu ratia...saraca fata...odihneasca-se in pace...era de varsta mea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQ6qDQUVNdw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQ6qDQUVNdw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-5253542571594289251?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5253542571594289251/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=5253542571594289251' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5253542571594289251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5253542571594289251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/rusineeeee.html' title='Rusineeeee!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-8036469588821590150</id><published>2008-03-29T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:55:06.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studiu de caz</title><content type='html'>Mi-am pus o manea la soneria de la telefon...fac un studiu de caz, sa vad ce reactie au oamenii cand imi suna telefonul cu melodia in sine...rezultatele le voi publica in doua saptamani.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-8036469588821590150?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8036469588821590150/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=8036469588821590150' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8036469588821590150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8036469588821590150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/studiu-de-caz.html' title='Studiu de caz'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-6726203052085412947</id><published>2008-03-27T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:49.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Practice...here I come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-tivJrJkJI/AAAAAAAAAJY/tGCkOBtNCYE/s1600-h/thePractice.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182344358410162322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-tivJrJkJI/AAAAAAAAAJY/tGCkOBtNCYE/s200/thePractice.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Era un status care mi-a adus multe belele...dar totodata si multe satisfactii...pentru ca The Practice este o agentie de PR foarte tare...imi pare rau ca nu am cuvinte destule ca sa o pot lauda indeajuns...este mult de munca...adevarat...stai toata ziua la un birou in fata calculatorului...adevarat...dar totusi echipa care intra in acel birou in fiecare dimineata facea timpul sa treaca mult mai usor...sau cel putin asa mi se parea mie...multumesc fetelor, incepand cu Gabi si trecand la Madalina, Oana, Nicoleta, Ruxandra, Anca (cu care am lucrat direct) si tot colectivul...imi pare rau ca a trebuit sa plec de la voi...si totusi o sa trec pe la voi cel putin o data la doua saptamani...la final, cred ca asta e cam ultima sansa pe care o dau scolii...vom vedea...ma bucur totusi ca au avut fetele rabdare cu mine si ca ne-am inteles de minune. Va multumesc din suflet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-6726203052085412947?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6726203052085412947/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=6726203052085412947' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6726203052085412947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6726203052085412947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/practicehere-i-come.html' title='The Practice...here I come'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-tivJrJkJI/AAAAAAAAAJY/tGCkOBtNCYE/s72-c/thePractice.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-6758710430656866336</id><published>2008-03-21T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:49.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capu' sus si mergem mai departe....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-QeZprJkII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RSXSkhg2AWQ/s1600-h/031708182733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180298897415311490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-QeZprJkII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RSXSkhg2AWQ/s320/031708182733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In ciuda tuturor care mi s-au intamplat in ultima vreme...totusi incerc sa imi mentin cat de cat simtul umorului....asa ca va spun prin poza asta ca daca treceti pe la mine fac eu cinste...doar suntem studenti, nu? HeHe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-6758710430656866336?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6758710430656866336/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=6758710430656866336' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6758710430656866336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6758710430656866336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/capu-sus-si-mergem-mai-departe.html' title='Capu&apos; sus si mergem mai departe....'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-QeZprJkII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RSXSkhg2AWQ/s72-c/031708182733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-5081001147639025326</id><published>2008-03-21T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:50.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicatie speciala!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pozele astea am spus ca le pun pe blog de dragul baietilor valabili din grupa 5...se stiu ei 3...va m&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-Qc55rJkGI/AAAAAAAAAJA/aRb6xZmoCPE/s1600-h/031908232233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180297252442837090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-Qc55rJkGI/AAAAAAAAAJA/aRb6xZmoCPE/s200/031908232233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ai astept pe la mine sa mai...BEM&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-Qdg5rJkHI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3u7YLJuaskE/s1600-h/031908232249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180297922457735282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-Qdg5rJkHI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3u7YLJuaskE/s200/031908232249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-5081001147639025326?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5081001147639025326/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=5081001147639025326' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5081001147639025326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5081001147639025326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/dedicatie-speciala.html' title='Dedicatie speciala!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R-Qc55rJkGI/AAAAAAAAAJA/aRb6xZmoCPE/s72-c/031908232233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-1115557443622870903</id><published>2008-03-15T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:50.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am fost la meci baaa!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vgp_CCRDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tIejgMd_9cE/s1600-h/031508160430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177979208491746354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vgp_CCRDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tIejgMd_9cE/s200/031508160430.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vghPCCRCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fMFjGCBCW94/s1600-h/031508121700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177979058167890978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="156" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vghPCCRCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fMFjGCBCW94/s200/031508121700.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vgX_CCRBI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0NEUeI-axxc/s1600-h/031508121647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177978899254101010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vgX_CCRBI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0NEUeI-axxc/s320/031508121647.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sportul Studentesc-C.S.S Dunarea Galati-1-1...meci tare...cu miza la fel de mare...se juca retrogradarea &lt;em&gt;Dunarei&lt;/em&gt;, care nu mai retrogradeaza...stadionul plin de 20 de oameni...jandarmii au intervenit la niste suporteri care cereau demisia lu' Mitica...pacat ca nu am avut seminte. Asta e...poate peste doua saptamani...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-1115557443622870903?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1115557443622870903/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=1115557443622870903' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1115557443622870903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1115557443622870903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/am-fost-la-meci-baaa.html' title='Am fost la meci baaa!!!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vgp_CCRDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tIejgMd_9cE/s72-c/031508160430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-598561871239222250</id><published>2008-03-15T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:50.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numarul 2...E PREA MIC???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vfV_CCRAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oJf-Kru248E/s1600-h/031408133043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177977765382734850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vfV_CCRAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oJf-Kru248E/s400/031408133043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dupa cum bine se vede in poza avem punct termic (P.T.) &lt;em&gt;Studenti 2.&lt;/em&gt; Pai si atunci de ce nu...punct termic intelectuali 1(ca si asa sunt putini...se descurca)...punct termic muncitori 1,5(lasa ca le ajunge, da-i dreq)...punct termic Gigi Becali 10000...si lista poate continua...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Imi pare rau ca nu am prins mai de aproape, dar dupa cum vedeti cineva in poza se uita insistent la mine si am zis sa nu il deranjez...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-598561871239222250?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/598561871239222250/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=598561871239222250' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/598561871239222250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/598561871239222250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/numarul-2e-prea-mic.html' title='Numarul 2...E PREA MIC???'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vfV_CCRAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oJf-Kru248E/s72-c/031408133043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7040225257680528987</id><published>2008-03-15T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:51.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cel mai tare Outdoor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vecPCCQ_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yiVG7hGtTW0/s1600-h/031408115059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177976773245289458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vecPCCQ_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yiVG7hGtTW0/s400/031408115059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi se pare cea mai geniala metoda de a-ti face reclama...desi daca stau sa ma gandesc bine e chiar publicity...multumiri ADP-ului sector 6...fara ei nu aveam posibilitatea sa va prezint neconventionalul...oare ce urmeaza?? Coca-cola pe tavile de la cantina? Sau geci Vodafone pe boschetarii din regie??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7040225257680528987?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7040225257680528987/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7040225257680528987' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7040225257680528987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7040225257680528987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/cel-mai-tare-outdoor.html' title='Cel mai tare Outdoor'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9vecPCCQ_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yiVG7hGtTW0/s72-c/031408115059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-2681662658271626582</id><published>2008-03-11T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:51.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In ideea Petrutei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9aVU_CCQ-I/AAAAAAAAAII/iJhveRBkRvg/s1600-h/art_98879_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176489009458856930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9aVU_CCQ-I/AAAAAAAAAII/iJhveRBkRvg/s200/art_98879_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In ideea Petrutei cu "Ce-ar fi daca..." m-am gandit si eu astazi...ce ar fi fost daca in loc de student as fi fost un muncitor...ce ar fi fost daca in loc sa ma duc la facultate sa stau pe santier sa sparg seminte...ce ar fi fost daca chiar credeam in ceea ce zice nicolae guta in cuvantarile sale...ca ar fi fost daca fluieram fetele pe strada...ce ar fi fost daca in loc de pranz aveam un ziar cu parizer la 10.000 si o ceapa...ce ar fi fost daca imi placea votka...ce ar fi fost daca ma imbracam in pantofi cu blugi albastri si puneam telefonul cu manele in metrou...ce ar fi fost daca mergeam beat pe strada? Toate astea ce ar fi fost daca eram muncitor? Daca plecam in Spania? Si ma intorceam cu mertanu'? Dar ce ar fi fost daca eram stripper? Ce ar fi fost daca eram idolul femeilor necasatorite de la 40 de ani in sus? Ce ar fi fost daca ma credeam cuceritorul Nambăr Uan ? Imi dadeam cu crema de bronz pe cur? Ma imbracam in chiloti tanga? Nu mancam decat la fast-food-uri? Purtam ochelari de poponar? Sau ma tundeam chel? Aveam gagica grasa...gen Oana Roman...ca sa imi finantez "PROIECTUL?"...dar ce ar fi fost daca eram lautar? Cred ca imi lasam burta mare...ca sa pot sa imi tin acordeonul fara corzi...imi lasam mustata...si cantam la placerea baietilor din sate? Imi luam pantofi cu cioc si pantaloni de training...fashion addicted...aaa dar asta nu pot...sorry, nu sunt tigan...greseala mea...dar daca ma faceam un chelner la un hotel subventionat de la stat din Venus? Intrebam clientii daca vor salatica pe langa cartofiori? Sau le sugeram carnita de porc cu painica? Sau le prezentam lista de bucate ca pe cine-stie-ce carte valoroasa? Dar daca as canta manele? As aveam mai multi bani? M-as pisa pe roata masinii? Cine poate stii...deci va intreb...ce ar fi fost daca eram un sutien si proprietara avea tatele mari?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-2681662658271626582?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2681662658271626582/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=2681662658271626582' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2681662658271626582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2681662658271626582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-ideea-petrutei.html' title='In ideea Petrutei'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R9aVU_CCQ-I/AAAAAAAAAII/iJhveRBkRvg/s72-c/art_98879_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7063041828442326725</id><published>2008-03-10T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:07:09.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu mai merge</title><content type='html'>Nu mai merge...nu mai am idei...nu mai am prestanta pe care o aveam alta data pe blog...nu mai am problemele vitale de dezbatut pe care le aduceam la lumina alta data...cred ca m-a ajuns...e de rau...nu vreau sa nu mai scriu...trebuie sa mai scriu....nu exista...nu pot sa ma opresc....asa ca nu ma opreeeeeesc....deci....dragii mei....vreau sa va spun ceva...dar nu este important, asa ca nu va mai zic...sper sa ma cititi si in continuare cu placere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7063041828442326725?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7063041828442326725/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7063041828442326725' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7063041828442326725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7063041828442326725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/nu-mai-merge.html' title='Nu mai merge'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-6183022792979598852</id><published>2008-03-03T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T12:10:50.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Culmea Ironiei</title><content type='html'>Chiar este culmea ironiei...intru pe blog-uri la alti oameni...le dau comentarii gen "Nu te lasaaaa...mai scrieee....ca scrii binee...ca te citesc"...si eu ce fac? Nu numai ca nu mai scriu pe blog, dar nici macar nu mai citesc pe altii...ceea ce nu este bine...cel putin pentru mine...deci, dupa o pauza destul de lunga in care ziceam ca am ramas fara idei si ma intrebam de ce revin...cu doua chestiuni arzatoare...1) Mi-am luat telefon de fitza...LG Black Series Titanium...e frumos&lt;br /&gt;                                    2) Vreau sa va atrag atentia ca cersetorii din metrou au pusa cap la cap o strategie mult mai elaborata decat ar parea la prima vedere...nu am sa intru in detalii decat cu un singur studiu de caz pe o tanti care sta in statia de la Semanatoarea pe trepte...si dei fiecare data cand trec o vad...are mai o viziunde de ansamblu...sta pe trepte cu un carton in fata...dar nu asta este important...ceea ce conteaza in expunearea mea este faptul ca pe carton acolo s-au perindat o multime de bani...dar cum ii face rost, pentru ca ea nu canta, nu vorbeste, nu are copii incendiati, blonavi, sot betivan sau altceva...si aici urmeaza faza geniala de promovare a scopului ei...pune pe carton o moneda...de obicei una de 1 ban sau de 0, 5 bani depinde daca este inceputul sau sfarsitul saptamanii...si moneda aia face toata treaba...arata ca lumea care a mai trecut a mai dat...si asa te indeamna si pe tine sa faci la fel....si lumea asa face...are efect. Deci se face PR cu urme clare de marketing si la nivelul acesta...ceea ce este bine...arata ca piata merge intr-o directie buna...&lt;br /&gt; La final, in loc de post-scriptum vreau sa va spun ca nu am vazut-o niciodata mai devreme de ora 9 jumate la "munca" si niciodata nu sta pana la 6...sambata si duminica nu lucreaza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-6183022792979598852?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6183022792979598852/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=6183022792979598852' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6183022792979598852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6183022792979598852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/culmea-ironiei.html' title='Culmea Ironiei'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-8014559880889944922</id><published>2008-02-26T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T01:55:04.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A face bani sau doar de placere?</title><content type='html'>Ma gandeam...oare poti castiga bine din activitatea de blogg-ing? In afara de faptul ca te faci cunoscut(mai ceva ca HI5), poti sa traiesti numai din asa ceva? Da, bineinteles ca da...pentru ca sunt multi care o fac, in zilele noastre, mai ales de cand a devenit o modalitate de promovare pe cat de neconventionala pe atat de "cu priza". Si atunci imi pun intrebarea...de ce sa nu fac si eu la fel? De ce sa nu scot si eu un ban frumos numai din click-urile pe care oamenii care ma citesc din cand in cand le dau pe blog-ul meu? De ce nu 100 de euro (asta numai de la Google) la 1000 de click-uri? Poate ca as fi castigat deja banii pana acuma...doar ca toata pagina mea ar fi fost plina de reclame, de advertoriale, de link-uri catre site-uri foarte putin interesante care contrastau cu blog-ul in sine...dar nu aici este problema...estetica se rezolva destul de usor...problema mea consta in etica personala(si aici sunt foarte subiectiv). De ce sa scrii pentru bani? Nu o faci doar din placere? De ce ai mai inceput initial blog-ul? Nu scrii pentru tine si pentru cei care stii ca te citesc? Nu scrii de dragul de a scrie? Intr-o lume mai buna, poate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Si inchei cu promisiunea ca la mine pe blog nu o sa apara niciodata reclame sau articole platite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-8014559880889944922?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8014559880889944922/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=8014559880889944922' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8014559880889944922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8014559880889944922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/face-bani-sau-doar-de-placere.html' title='A face bani sau doar de placere?'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-779201549806476137</id><published>2008-02-21T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:52.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaorma si tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R72nL8tzG4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/WbVRPZuub7k/s1600-h/post070330_shawarma_kebab_from_calea_ferentari_shaorma_fast_food_street_vendor_in_bucuresti_romania.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169471771009817474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R72nL8tzG4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/WbVRPZuub7k/s200/post070330_shawarma_kebab_from_calea_ferentari_shaorma_fast_food_street_vendor_in_bucuresti_romania.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Multumesc...multumesc ca stau in regie...multumesc ca stau in regie si am alimentara non-stop langa mine...multumesc ca stau in regie si am alimentara non-stop si langa alimentara este o shaormerie. Pana aici totul roz. Si de aici incolo din ce in ce mai roz. Cum om sunt(ca toata lumea dealtfel) imi place saorma...cu bere. Ma declar fan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce imi este, totusi, dat sa descopar la saormeria din regie? Se creeaza un fel de legatura care trece granita fizica a stomacului intre consumator si saormica lui. Se ajunge intr-o metafizica a saormei, reusita fiind intotdeauna a saormarului. Cum vine asta ? Simplu. Te prezinti la ghiseu...da am zis ghiseu...si ii spui..."Vreau o saorma". De aici se deschide o cu totul noua lume(e ca in reclama de la coca-cola cu fabrica de fericire); asadar ai o multime de alternative-poti sa o iei acolo pe loc, poti sa o iei la pachet...alegerea este numai a ta...poti sa o prepari chiar tu...ii zici ca nu vrei cu castraveti, ca nu vrei cu cartofi, ca nu vrei cu ceapa...defapt tie iti place doar sa fi vazut ca iei saorma...esti in tendinte...asadar saorma devine mai mult decat o mancare simpla...mai mult decat o chestie sa-ti potoleasca foamea...saorma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;devine un mod de viata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-779201549806476137?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/779201549806476137/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=779201549806476137' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/779201549806476137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/779201549806476137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/shaorma-si-tu.html' title='Shaorma si tu'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R72nL8tzG4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/WbVRPZuub7k/s72-c/post070330_shawarma_kebab_from_calea_ferentari_shaorma_fast_food_street_vendor_in_bucuresti_romania.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-9096346804161899447</id><published>2008-02-18T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T03:19:19.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jos palaria!</title><content type='html'>Pentru ca &lt;a href="http://raducu.eu/"&gt;radu&lt;/a&gt; m-a mentionat pe blog-ul lui, trebuie sa intorc fapta buna pe care mi-a facut-o si sa va prezint ultimul lui post...este foarte tare faza in care studiaza oamenii care ies de la metrou...intrati si citit si va amuzati...il gasiti la &lt;a href="http://radu-nebunu.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://radu-nebunu.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; sau &lt;a href="http://raducu.eu/"&gt;http://raducu.eu&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-9096346804161899447?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9096346804161899447/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=9096346804161899447' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/9096346804161899447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/9096346804161899447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/jos-palaria.html' title='Jos palaria!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-6851302593263081329</id><published>2008-02-14T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T14:30:21.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am primit Leapsa!!</title><content type='html'>In seara asta citeam blog-ul &lt;a href="http://ochialbastri.wordpress.com/"&gt;Ancai&lt;/a&gt; care nu-mi mergea sa il pun in blog-roll, nu stiu de ce ..o fi worldpress-ul cu personalitate, dar nu aici vreau sa ajung...primisem Leapsa de mai demult de la ea si eu de abia acuma m-am trezit sa o iau...si cum citeam si o carte foarte interesanta, nu o sa va plictisesc cu ea si o sa va zic altceva- va citesc un banc care mi-a placut in mod special. "Cica era un student de la Poli caruia ii placea de o fata...si ii placea atat de mult, dar nu avea curaj sa o invite la un suc sau sa iasa in oras cu ea. Si totusi soarta face ca cei doi sa se intalneasca in acelasi club. Lui ii era totusi jena sa se duca la ea si sa o invite la dans si nu ii venea in cap o replica geniala de agat. Sta el se gandeste, se strofoaca, timp in care tipa pleaca la baie. Vazand una ca asta el isi spune in sinea lui:"Asta-i momentul, acum ori niciodata!!". Si se duce studentul nostru si o asteapta ceva timp pe tipa de la baie. In sfarsit fata iese, el isi ia un aer de cuceritor feroce, o privire care ar da pe spate 1000 de femei si o intreaba "Te-ai cacat iubito?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dau leapsa mai departe cui vrea sa o ia...dar in mod special Ralucai, Petrutei si Roxanei(Percy) ca ele sunt mai culte si pot sa va descrie o carte mai frumos ca mine. Multumesc Anca pentru Leapsa...la mai mare. Sa stii ca te citesc, desi nu imi merge intotdeauna pagina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-6851302593263081329?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6851302593263081329/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=6851302593263081329' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6851302593263081329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6851302593263081329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/am-primit-leapsa.html' title='Am primit Leapsa!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-8111521150762175020</id><published>2008-02-14T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:52.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa incep sa imi pun intrebari ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R7SxKstzG3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/5RGK6vNaXRQ/s1600-h/Keeping%2520The%2520Hearts%2520Connected.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166949469860862834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R7SxKstzG3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/5RGK6vNaXRQ/s200/Keeping%2520The%2520Hearts%2520Connected.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daca toata lumea o &lt;strong&gt;FACE, &lt;/strong&gt;hai s-o fac si eu...chiar asa, de ce nu? Adica, toata lumea scrie de Valentines' Day despre Valentines' Day. De ce ? Chiar asa, de ce? In primul rand e o sarbatoare importata de la, &lt;strong&gt;ATI GHICIT&lt;/strong&gt; americani. Si ei sarbatoresc, dar si noi avem Sf. Valentin, altfel spus Dragobetele care se sarbatoreste la o saptamana distanta. Si atunci? Mi se pare &lt;strong&gt;PENAL&lt;/strong&gt; ca sarbatorim indragostitii...adica inca un motiv de inimioare si alintaturi d-alea de ti se face parul maciuca...daca tot sunt indragostiti, indragostitii, atunci nu este zi de zi o sarbatoare pentru ei? De ce dracu' ne mai trebuie inca o zi din an in care sa facem caduri cu nemiluita? Nu vine 1 si 8 martie ? (da, a fost un paragraf misogin- va multumesc)-Si totusi...la final de post scris in graba, hai sa nu ne mai mcdonaldizam atata pentru orice chestie...mai ales ca avem si noi vacile noastre, nu ne trebuie, in mod special, pe ale lor...poate ale noastre nu arata asa bine, dar dau lapte mai bun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Sper din toata inima sa nu fiu considerat poponar ca am stat acasa de Valentines', dar nu am avut chef sa vad un oras plin de clisee...pentru ca il vad destul zi de zi...Va iubesc pe toti (pardon, pe toate-sa nu fiu interpretat gresit-). Happy Valentines' Day...Merry Christmas....Happy Birthday...Happy Easter...Happy New Year...Happy...Happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-8111521150762175020?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8111521150762175020/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=8111521150762175020' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8111521150762175020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8111521150762175020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/sa-incep-sa-imi-pun-intrebari.html' title='Sa incep sa imi pun intrebari ??'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R7SxKstzG3I/AAAAAAAAAH4/5RGK6vNaXRQ/s72-c/Keeping%2520The%2520Hearts%2520Connected.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-4399346421653104575</id><published>2008-02-14T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T10:06:42.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New blogger on the edge...va rog primiti-o cu bratele deschise pe draga de ea BEBE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bebe-ergon.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bebe-ergon.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-4399346421653104575?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4399346421653104575/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=4399346421653104575' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4399346421653104575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4399346421653104575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-blogger-on-edge.html' title=''/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-6042040939556922367</id><published>2008-02-13T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T12:57:41.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai sa ne imaginam...</title><content type='html'>Am tot citit in ultima vreme multe post-uri, articole, comparatii, idei despre si cu legatura directa la dihotomia scoala-munca(a se citi facultate-job). Cum e? Se impaca, nu se impaca? Poti sa le tii...nu poti...eu m-am gandit la o comparatie, evident subiectiva, asa ca va prezint intr-o lista cateva trasaturi:&lt;br /&gt; JOB SAU SCOALA??&lt;br /&gt; junior, excutive SAU efectiv STUDENT??&lt;br /&gt; birou SAU sala de clasa, club, camin, regie??&lt;br /&gt; colege de birou SAU COLEGE DE AN, COLEGE MAI MARI, GAGICI??&lt;br /&gt; 9-18 SAU 23-05??&lt;br /&gt; rapoarte SAU muzica, proiecte??&lt;br /&gt; masa platita de tine SAU CANTINA??&lt;br /&gt; stres SAU viata de student??&lt;br /&gt; anul 2 SAU 20 de ani??&lt;br /&gt; restante SAU vara linistita??&lt;br /&gt; concediu de 2 sapt SAU VACANTA DE VARA??&lt;br /&gt; experienta SAU voluntariat??&lt;br /&gt; full time SAU part time, promotii??&lt;br /&gt; seriozitate SAU panaramaaaaaaa??&lt;br /&gt; birou SAU plimbare in parc??&lt;br /&gt; neoane SAU soare??&lt;br /&gt; aer conditionat SAU plaja...mare??&lt;br /&gt; pantaloni de stofa SAU blugi??&lt;br /&gt; sef SAU tu esti sef??&lt;br /&gt; cafea SAU bere??&lt;br /&gt; calculator SAU sala??&lt;br /&gt; rutina SAU hehe...??&lt;br /&gt; muzica incet SAU hehe...(2)??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si la final conchid...trageti voi concluziile...eu le-am tras deja in seara asta...este viata voastra...sunt alegerile voastre...sunt sigur ca parintii vostri, care inca va mai sustin isi doresc sa va mai vada studenti cat se mai poate...ca tocmai de aia am invatat pentru facultate, ca sa intram, ca spartii...multumesc Mircea pentru post-ul tau mai vechi...mi-ai dat inspiratie.&lt;br /&gt;Ultima comparatie...va las pe voi sa o faceti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-6042040939556922367?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6042040939556922367/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=6042040939556922367' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6042040939556922367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6042040939556922367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/hai-sa-ne-imaginam.html' title='Hai sa ne imaginam...'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-9022098223632719585</id><published>2008-02-13T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:52.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multumiri sincere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R7NT7ctzG2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/l3dPqMxPaDM/s1600-h/the_FORCE_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166565478309763938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R7NT7ctzG2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/l3dPqMxPaDM/s200/the_FORCE_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vreau sa multumesc din suflet jandarmilor de la circa 20 Crangasi pentru ca m-au adus, ieri seara inapoi in regie, de unde m-au luat si nu m-au tinut foarte mult la sectie. Baieti sunteti valabili. Tineti-o tot asa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-9022098223632719585?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9022098223632719585/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=9022098223632719585' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/9022098223632719585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/9022098223632719585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/multumiri-sincere.html' title='Multumiri sincere'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R7NT7ctzG2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/l3dPqMxPaDM/s72-c/the_FORCE_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-2621662976157646973</id><published>2008-02-12T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:52.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ză piaigi hiaz luouded băt viz ierors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R7HwxYWd0vI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yp7JjENUDfM/s1600-h/Foto+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166174978711606002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R7HwxYWd0vI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yp7JjENUDfM/s200/Foto+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am fost in ultima perioada numit in fel si chip: bou, tampit, handicapat, nenorocit, animal, boschetar, idiot (pe filiera intenationala), nefe, disperat, distrus, nesanatos, anormal la cap, fara simt de raspundere, superficial, om fara rost, degeaba, fara sare si piper, fara caterinca, degeaba iarasi, du-te dracu, varza, obosit, impartit in prea multe parti, intarziat, cheltuitor, fara vlaga, mancator de kk, prea incordat...ma rog si lista poate continua...pentru toti am un singur cuvant..VA MUTLUMESCC FANII MEEEEEEI. VA IUBESC PE TOTI IN EGALA MASURA! (autografele mai tarziu si numai pe tricouri cu tzatze sau pantaloni cu cur). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Astazi citeam niste blog-uri din marea si cuprinsa noastra blogosfera romaneasca. Si ma gandeam....prost sa fii (a se citi star), blog sa ai...am tras o concluzie...chiar daca te cheama Copos, Ciutacu, Iliescu sau Nastase tot bati campii pe blog...iti tii blog-ul ca sa faci o scrisoare deschisa care mai mult ca sigur nu va fi citita de catre Mircea Sandu? Macar am avut bunul simt si nu am citit cartea "Dialoguri cu Nina" (autorul daca nu il stiti, dati un search si o sa vedeti cine este).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ma gandeam, deci, ca sa o rog si pe mama sa isi faca blog...daca e chiar asa la moda si toata lumea are, chiar daca nu are nimic de zis, sau nimic de facut (a se vedea binecunoscutul caz Zoso). Ca mai mult ca sigur mama ar avea ce sa scrie pe blog...de exemplu retete de mancare....sau dulciuri preferate....sau tipuri de parfumuri...si sunt sigur ca va avea mai multa cautare decat blog-urile anoste ale oamenilor media (a se citi cu vizibilitate meadia). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La final vreau sa transmit o rugaminte fetelor de la City Grill Primaverii care imi zambesc de fiecare data cand ma duc sa le cer o ciorba de burta din comanda pe numele radu (se stiu ele doua)...fetelor, daca se poate, va rog daca puteti sa acriti putin mai tare ciorba va promit ca o sa vin imbracat fita cu tricouri mulate si o va zambesc si o sa va fac cu ochiul. Multumesc mult!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-2621662976157646973?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2621662976157646973/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=2621662976157646973' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2621662976157646973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2621662976157646973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/z-piaigi-hiaz-luouded-bt-viz-ierors.html' title='Ză piaigi hiaz luouded băt viz ierors'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R7HwxYWd0vI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yp7JjENUDfM/s72-c/Foto+174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-1528807099408649072</id><published>2008-02-05T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T04:16:48.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si asa mi-am facut program pe vara...</title><content type='html'>Ce credeati ca totul este asa cum vrei...plaja, soare, stat degeaba, leneveala, party pe plaja etc...nu, nu...pai de ce? Doar de aia sunt student...sa invat cat mai mult in cat mai mult timp...da, ati ghicit...am picat examenul de politologie...cu 4...mai bine imi dadea 3 si stiam o chestie...sau 1...ma rog, mi s-a reprosat de inteligenta nativa si de un narcisism specific varstei...altfel spus, trebuia sa fiu pus la punct...sa fiu redus la umilinta...asadar...la vara...POLITOLOGIE...care mai sunteti in aceeasi situatie...veniti si studiem impreuna...macar sa ii dam peste nas la toamna si sa luam 10...CU TOTII&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-1528807099408649072?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1528807099408649072/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=1528807099408649072' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1528807099408649072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1528807099408649072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/si-asa-mi-am-facut-program-pe-vara.html' title='Si asa mi-am facut program pe vara...'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-5032631510193853118</id><published>2008-01-28T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:52.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ce credeti??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R55KU9BnAkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZbgoiTcH5Iw/s1600-h/cronos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160643946852319810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R55KU9BnAkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZbgoiTcH5Iw/s200/cronos2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imi place cum ne facem de tot rahatul in fata Europei cu taxa asta pe poluare...ce credeti, nu e misto sa vina baietii din Spania sau Italia cu mert-uri sau bemv-uri din 89 care merg mai naspa decat un Oltcit?? Adica nu sunt importriva lor, ba din contra un 6.35 csi sau un Sl din '89 sunt mortale..doar ca daca nu le intretii...ma rog...INCA O DOVADA DE PROFESIONALISM DESAVARSIT AL DOMNILOR DE LA CONDUCERE..LA MAI MARE BAIETI CA SE POATE...INCA NU NE-AU DAT AFARA DIN UNIUNE...DECI MAI TRAGETI CA SE POATE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In alta ordine de idei, ce credeti ca se intampla cand pe oamenii de la metrou ii apuca nevoile fiziologice? Aici ma refer la metrorecsii conducatori de fitze d-astea noi cu bord pe care scrie 120 km/h viteza maxima si e iluminat in verde...deci FITZA. Ce credeti...unde pot si ei sa o scuture? Ca doar nu au buda in cabina aia si daca fac in mers intre statii, se vede ca sare pe geam...deci cum procedeaza? Spiritul meu observationist i-a descoperit...ha ha ha!!! Au buda...hehe...stiu si unde...va intereseaza? Una o stiu sigur, una mai cercetez...cea pe care o stiu sigur e la GARA DE NORD...pai d-aia intarzie metroul dimineata cand merg la munca, pentru ca sta tot timpul cel putin 2 minute in statie...ii vad cum se dau jos si alearga dupa o usita rosie pe care scrie accesul interzis si stau acolo putin si se introc cu fetele iluminate, radiind de fericire asa de dimineata si intra inapoi in cabina...pai bine, dar daca se strica la stomac? Au solutie si pt asta...mai e PIATA MUNCII...aici de obicei, daca situatia e groasa (sau ma rog prea lichida) cer repede un schimb care ii asteapta. Asadar, la mai mare baieti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce credeti ca se intampla daca e baia incuiata?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce credeti ca se va intampla cu incalzirea globala?&lt;br /&gt;Ce credeti, nu-i asa ca am batut campii??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce credeti...lasa prostiile...ai un foc??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-5032631510193853118?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5032631510193853118/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=5032631510193853118' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5032631510193853118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5032631510193853118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/ce-credeti.html' title='Ce credeti??'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R55KU9BnAkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZbgoiTcH5Iw/s72-c/cronos2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-4024459619968944639</id><published>2008-01-26T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T02:47:31.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai un foc?</title><content type='html'>Sunt stresat....se vede ca este sesiunea...defapt, mai bine zis, sunt frustrat...defapt eram frustrat...ca acuma nu mai sunt, din moment ce scriu asta, mi-a trecut...aseara mi s-a cerut un foc, cand veneam din oras....si m-am bucurat tare mult pentru ca nu mi s-a mai cerut un foc de foarte mult timp..nu conteaza ca nu aveam...ca nu am....si nu cred sa am vreodata...eu tot m-am bucurat ca mi s-a cerut un foc...si cred ca d-aia s-a uitat baiatul acela ciudat la mine cand i-am raspuns cu un zambet cat casa ca nu am si ca imi pare rau...dar sunt frustrat de altceva...chiar nu mi-a mai cerut, nimeni, demult un foc, pe strada...ca naiba, lumea nu mai fumeaza? Sau ma iau dupa fata ca nu fumez? Sau le e rusine sa ceara? Sau nu stiu cum sa zica? Sau au emotii? Oricare din motivele astea ar fi eu tot sunt trist ca nu mai cere lumea un foc pe strada....imi aduc aminte cand eram mic si ma jucam prin fata blocului, cum boschetarii santierului din apropiere tot timpul ne cereau cate un foc...acest lucru s-a prelungit si prin scoala generala sau prin liceu cand lumea incepea sa fumeze si peste tot prin parc sau prin curtea scolii auzeai din spate &lt;&lt;prietene,&gt;&gt;...ALEA ERAU VREMURI...acuma nu mai cere nimeni un foc...E MARE PACAT...dar, uite, totusi, speranta nu a murit de tot....asa ca, dragilor, cereti un foc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-4024459619968944639?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4024459619968944639/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=4024459619968944639' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4024459619968944639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4024459619968944639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/ai-un-foc.html' title='Ai un foc?'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-1893683118947462438</id><published>2008-01-20T00:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:53.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moravul Public</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R5MPEpt_h4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ma24nzoRh_Q/s1600-h/img%255CCochina%2520Iulian%25202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157482570862004098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R5MPEpt_h4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ma24nzoRh_Q/s200/img%255CCochina%2520Iulian%25202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ieri seara...Hersastrau...frig afara...ma plimbam prin parc cu o frumoasa domnisoara...si ce ne gandim, hai sa ne asezam pe o banca. Booon...ne asezam...era frig(v-am zis) asa ca ea statea la mine in brate. Booon,si pana aici. Dar, staaai cand totul este asa frumos trebuie sa se intample ceva, nu? Si, bineinteles, ca s-a intamplat. Din ceata aleii, din negura noptii, din intunericul parcului, au venit ei...cei doi...cei atotcunoscatori de lege si de bunul mers al tarii...GAAAARDIAAAAAANIII PUUUUBLIIICIIII. Si ne-au legitimat, pentru ca, atentam la moravurile publice. Pozitia in care stateam exprima obscenitate!!!! (poate lor, pentru ca pe frigul ala, noua, mai mult ca sigur, nu) pentru tot ei o sa aiba reclamatii, pentru ca este o zona selecta si mai trece lume sa plimbe cainii!!!!! (pai si ce...cainele incepe sa planga, pentru ca ne vedea pe noi???), pentru ca nu este frumos ce faceam!!!!!. Dar, va intreb, stimatii mei domni "4 Clase", ce faceam? Ca pe ceata aia nu eram in stare sa fac nimica...deci, va mai intreb odata, CE NAIBA FACEAM? STATEAM CU PRIETENA IN PARC!!!!! Dar asa este...trebuie sa multumesc din nou, domnilor deputati, care promulga legile si domnilor senatori, care le aproba cu atata patos la locul de munca, cu daruire si cu drag si in special POLITIEI ROMANE care are in subordine numai cretini care aplica legea litera cu litera...oare cat timp o sa mai treaca, pana o sa inteleaga si ei ca, totusi, legea este pentru oameni? Deci ESTE INTERPRETABILA si nu se APLICA LA FEL IN TOATE SITUATIILE...&lt;br /&gt;Credeati ca am terminat? Mai este...pentru ca un rau nu vine niciodata singur, domnii mei au scos caietul minunat sa ne ia datele..asa...si am intrebat cat este amenda...(bineinteles nu aveau chitantierul la ei...chiar asa, de ce sa mai cari un chitantier cand poti sa trimiti amenda acasa? nu e mai simplu?)...sunteti pregatiti?? Amenda pe care "aparatorii parcului Herastrau" ne-au dat-o pentru zona selecta in care ne aflam a fost nici mai mult, nici mai putin de...De....DE.... 3milioane...pai, eu unul, muncesc pentru 3 milioane 3 saptamani si le trag de nu mai stiu cum ma cheama si el in doua minute m-a rezolvat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar inca nu este gata...ameda se duce acasa...proces verbal nu am semnat, deci oricum il face in absenta....deci de abia in 14 zile vine...deci acasa in Constanta!!!!, la ai mei...si ce o sa le zic alor mei? Cum o sa pot eu sa ma disculp, mai ales daca este o suma asa mare?? Mi-e rusine de penibilul situatiei...d-aia tot stau de ieri si imi framant creierii si nu am nicio idee cum sa fac..parca vad, conversatia la telefon...si pe ai mei razand de mine sau luandu-se de mine ca sunt fraier si ca mai bine mergeam naibii la un suc. La finalul zilei, daca trag linie, asa este...de ce sa iesi cu prietena in parc, sa te simti bine, cand poti sa stai in casa, in fum, la un suc...VA MULTUMESC DOMNILOR PENRU O SEARA MINUNATA...comunistii dracu'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Era sa uit...inca ceva..va recomand, daca aveti probleme cu legea, deci cu ei, exista un site foarte bine pus la punct tocmai pentru asa ceva. &lt;a href="http://www.amenda.ro/"&gt;http://www.amenda.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-1893683118947462438?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1893683118947462438/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=1893683118947462438' title='6 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1893683118947462438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1893683118947462438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/moravul-public.html' title='Moravul Public'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R5MPEpt_h4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ma24nzoRh_Q/s72-c/img%255CCochina%2520Iulian%25202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-4685581436664155331</id><published>2008-01-17T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:53.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comeback in forta!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R4-1EZt_h3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dbHP9A_iI80/s1600-h/Pensionar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156539185590404978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R4-1EZt_h3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dbHP9A_iI80/s200/Pensionar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A trecut ceva timp de cand nu am mai scris pe blog...e pacat...DE NU MI-ATI ADUS AMINTE SA MAI SCRIU? Sa va fie rusine. In alta ordine de idei haideti sa va povestesc ce am patit astazi la metrou. Am stat in statie 20 de minute...dar nu despre asta este vorba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi-a zambit o fata....dar nici despre asta nu este vorba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cum spuneam, eram la metrou si mi-a zambit o fata..dar nu despre asta vreau sa va povestesc. Vreau sa va zic intamplarea unui pensionar prea binevoitor cu soarta. A venit val-vartej pe peron...a venit metroul, a alergat sa se aseze in fata unei usi, inainte de a se deschide ca sa poata prinde un loc. Si a intrat sa il prinda. Intamplarea face ca nu era singurul care alerga pentru locul acela mult visat...asa ca saracului i-a fost intinsa o capcana...mai degraba o capcana aruncata de un cetatean aflat la locul potrivit in momentul potrivit...altfel spus, i s-a pus piedica bietului mos...si el, mai subred din fire, a cazut de a gustat cu toata proteza din gura de podeaua metroului. Macar la final i s-a dat locul. Vedeti, tot e ceva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Fata care mi-a zambit era imbracata in training, a scuipat pe sine inainte sa vina metroul si a scos un 5300 Xpress Muzik rosu, frumos si l-a pus sa-i cante Vali Vijelie. E pacat...&lt;strong&gt;e pacat&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;pentru ca melodia era una veche&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Azi in regie....sa mentinem profilul inaintat al varstei din topic, m-a fugarit o baba. M-am dus, seara, dupa ce mi-am terminat treburile, sa imi iau o bere, ca tot omu si ce sa vezi, acolo, in colt, era ea...si ma astepta..PE MINE BINEINTELES CA AVEAM BLUGI CARE IMI FACEAU CURU SECSI; m-a analizat si s-a luat dupa mine. Problema era ca mi-era frica sa nu ma violeze si sa mai vrea inca odata...Babele astea sunt periculoase rau...asa ca am fugit, dar ea tot dupa mine; noroc cu un grup de baieti care veneau si s-a luat dupa ei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-4685581436664155331?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4685581436664155331/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=4685581436664155331' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4685581436664155331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4685581436664155331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/comeback-in-forta.html' title='Comeback in forta!!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R4-1EZt_h3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dbHP9A_iI80/s72-c/Pensionar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7572347551240779173</id><published>2008-01-10T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T03:13:33.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expertii au cazut de acord...Ghepardul a evadat!!!</title><content type='html'>Deunazi eram in metrou...ca tot omu', mergeam "a la escuela". Si eram langa usa...langa un nene care citea "Libertatea". Si ce vad acolo titlu mare? Citez cu aproximatie " In cazul ghepardului &lt;(parca ghepard era)&gt; expertii au dat verdictul: A evadat singur". Pai mi se pare corect. Cum sa nu evadeze?&lt;br /&gt;Bineinteles ca era condamnat pe nedrept. L-au bagat la zoo doar pentru niste maruntisuri; trafic de oua de sarpe sau ca a taiat niste gazele in ora de varf, la oaza, cand veneau animalele la adapat. Pai cum sa nu evadeze, cand in partea cealalta il asteptau cei din gasca lui, hiena si cu jaguarul? Mai mult ca sigur a convins maimuta sa mituiasca paznicul, sa poata sa iasa singur. Si papagalul a tinut de 6, in caz de ceva nasol; si in spate venea sconcsul ca sa stearga orice urma lasata. Pai tocmai de aia nu si-au dat seama expertii ca a fost ajutat ghepardul de toata gradina zoologica sa evadeze. Se vede ca numai profesionisti sunt inchisi acolo....sper doar sa nu fie recidivisti.&lt;br /&gt;Asa ceva se poarta in ziarele noastre; nu mai sunt destule probleme de dezbatut sau, cel putin, cei de la "Libertatea"nu mai aveau noutati despre ultimele aventuri ale lui Guta sau Mutu sau alte valori incontestabile ale mult prea coloratei si mult prea variatei Romanii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7572347551240779173?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7572347551240779173/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7572347551240779173' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7572347551240779173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7572347551240779173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/expertii-au-cazut-de-acordghepardul.html' title='Expertii au cazut de acord...Ghepardul a evadat!!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7116060257638378251</id><published>2008-01-07T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:53.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E iarna, e si sesiune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R4KrZpt_h2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ffbc5F7dk7Y/s1600-h/PhV__special_reserve_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152869380849108834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R4KrZpt_h2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ffbc5F7dk7Y/s200/PhV__special_reserve_2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parca in tot calvarul asta de de-te vino intre scoala si invatatul acasa, mai merge, din cand in cand, intr-o seara, o pauza binemeritata. Si cum pauzele in sesiune sunt, sa zicem, destul de rare, hai sa fie macar mai lungi. Nimic mai frumos. Cum sa facem asa ceva?&lt;br /&gt;Pai reteta este destul de simpla si totusi extrem de eficace...o pauza buna este una linistita, cu persoana indragita sau singurel intr-un spatiu pe care sa-l consideri numai al tau; si cum sa faci? Incerci sa scapi de toata lumea si inchiriezi un DVD, dar nu orice...doua filme sunt recomandate pentru o stare de bine..."Pianistul" al lui Roman Polansky, pe care vi-l recomand din toata inima si "Regatul Cerului". Sunt doua filme care satisfac variate gusturi, ambele istorice, primul pentru pasionati, al doi-lea pentru energici. In completare iti pui un cd cu chill-out in combina, de prefarabil ceva cat mai "easy" sa se auda in surdina si aprinzi pe masa o lumanare parfumata. Ca reteta sa fie completa ia si un vin bun; ceva mai greu, pentru ca il bei simplu, rosu, pentru ca este iarna, la temperatura camerei, deschis cu 10 minute inainte sa-l torni in pahar ca sa poata "respira"- o "Feteasca Neagra" de Valea Prahovei sau de Vanju Mare. Daca il vrei asortat cu o ciocolata, atunci un vin dulce gen "Busuioaca de Bohotin"-roze si totul o sa fie absolut minunat. Incearca cum ti-am sugerat si imi spui cum te-ai simtit dupa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7116060257638378251?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7116060257638378251/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7116060257638378251' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7116060257638378251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7116060257638378251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/e-iarna-e-si-sesiune.html' title='E iarna, e si sesiune'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R4KrZpt_h2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ffbc5F7dk7Y/s72-c/PhV__special_reserve_2002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-8325055823974701158</id><published>2008-01-04T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T13:17:49.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remarca...reactie?</title><content type='html'>Alina, ai dreptate...nu are nicio treaba cu postul meu..eu vorbeam de celalalt blog, pt ca acolo incerc sa fac putina vizibilitate(cat se poate) celor pe care ii citesc...dar multam mult de critica...stii cum se spune...un sut in fund un pas inainte...mai astept reactii din partea ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-8325055823974701158?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8325055823974701158/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=8325055823974701158' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8325055823974701158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8325055823974701158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/remarcareactie.html' title='Remarca...reactie?'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-3573440951194148031</id><published>2008-01-04T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T07:55:21.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schimbam treaba!!</title><content type='html'>A trecut anul, schibam si noi ceva...ca, vorba aceea, fara schimbare...fara progres..NU? Ideea este ca la fiecare 4 zile voi prezenta un articol de pe blog-urile pe care mai trec, din cand in cand...asa ca va rog sa treceti, sa le cititi, sa va dati cu parerea si astept comentariile voastre pe blog-ul meu...CELALALT. Va multumesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://izmenegalbene.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://izmenegalbene.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-3573440951194148031?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3573440951194148031/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=3573440951194148031' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/3573440951194148031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/3573440951194148031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/schimbam-treaba.html' title='Schimbam treaba!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-352132379535350133</id><published>2007-12-30T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T08:41:59.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGAJAM!!!!</title><content type='html'>Anunt mare la ziar...pe net...pe grupuri la yahoo(ma rog, tot net este si asta)...zvonuri aruncate...ce, unde, cine, ce? Bun..am zis angajam..pe postul de agent de marketing. Suna bine, nu? Dar ce naiba inseamna? Parca nu e un post rau, asa la prima vedere, nu? Ce ziceti...ati aplica, nu-i asa?(la prima vedere?). Te pregatesti de interviu...te imbraci fitza...pantof...guma de mestecat, pieptanat, aranjat, spalat si te duci la ei sa te vada la fata...Si acolo ce constati? CA, DEFAPT, AGENT DE MARKETING, INSEAMNA UN VANZATOR AMBULANT!? Adica pentru asta fac eu facultate? Pentru asta ma chinui sa lipsesc de la ore sau, mai rau, de la seminarii? Ca sa ma iau de oameni pe strada, cu "saru'mana", cu "nu va suparati", cu "ma scuzati" si alte alea? E pacat...Da, dar mai scoti un ban in plus..SI CE DACA? Oricum nu faci ceea ce te invata la scoala...ce rost mai are? Una peste alta, e pandemie la romani cu titlurile..ne spargem in titluri si habar nu avem ce inseamna defapt...spre exemplu nu i se mai spune vanzator in piata, i se spune marketing coordinator; nu i se mai spune bagator de seama, i se zice communication officer; receptionerul de la hotel a devenit front desk responsible; femeia de serviciu a devenit maintenance team, gunoierul, recycling expert, seful de sala, tables manager. E foarte frumos asa...am intalnit pe carti de vizita denumiri pe care nici posesorii nu le puteau explica...spre exemplu dipplomatic engineer...sau multe altele...ar trebui de maine ospatarul sa se numeasca parte din local catering team, ajutorul de chelner, strategic table helper, mecanicul auto din fata blocului, garage manager, lautarul, musician expert...de ce nu, sa mergem mai departe si sa zicem ca boschetarul sa fie expert drinker, iar aurolacul tunnel master...nu? E la fel ca in bancul: 3 fete sunt intrebare ce muncesc..prima zice,eu sunt stewardesa, a doua zice, eu sunt dansatoare, iar a 3-a raspunde: si eu sunt tot curva, dar nu stiu sa vorbesc asa frumos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-352132379535350133?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/352132379535350133/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=352132379535350133' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/352132379535350133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/352132379535350133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/angajam.html' title='ANGAJAM!!!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-751139878193759478</id><published>2007-12-22T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:53.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A venit Craciunul!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R21eqZt_hyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/h-sQP7_Q4fU/s1600-h/IMG_2101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R21eqZt_hyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/h-sQP7_Q4fU/s200/IMG_2101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146874031705655074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; E frig afara...tiganii au inceput cu colindul...deja..clar..a venit Craciunul..numai ca totusi CUMPARATURI CALME..lumea se calca in picioare pentru un kg de carnat, pentru o paine..si e pacat, mai ales acuma de sarbatori...dar asta e..noi sa fim sanatosi si sa ne ingrasam ca porcii...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Una peste alta daca trag linie iese la plus anul care mai are putin si trece...si eu zic ca este un lucru bun..sper si la voi...ca doar oameni suntem:)...Pana din ianuarie incolo nu cred sa mai dau pe blog ceva; asadar, vreau sa va multumesc tuturor care ma cititi frecvent sau ocazional, tuturor celor care au avut o parere, o reactie la ceea ce scriu, chiar daca nu e un blog tematic, axat pe PR. Va mutlumesc voua cei care m-ati inspirat in viata de zi cu zi sa scriu, sa adun pe o pagina de net ganduri, reactii, intamplari, toate surprinse din viata de zi cu zi, din noi exact asa cum suntem, cu bune si cu rele. Asadar vreau sa va urez(pe bune) sarbatori cat mai fericite, mai ales sa le petreceti alaturi de cei dragi, sa simtiti spiritul Craciunului, sa va bucurati de colindatori care canta frumos, sa mancati mult, sa beti si mai mult si sa intrati in forta in noul an cu o petrecere trasnet de revelion...pentru ca, vorba aia, odata e 2008...nu? Plus sa va dregeti cu ciorba de burta la Sf. Vasile. Numai bine tuturor si abia astept sa va vad cat mai curand pentru ca va iubesc pe toti...dar mai ales pe toate (hehe).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-751139878193759478?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/751139878193759478/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=751139878193759478' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/751139878193759478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/751139878193759478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/venit-craciunul.html' title='A venit Craciunul!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R21eqZt_hyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/h-sQP7_Q4fU/s72-c/IMG_2101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-6137405756535585788</id><published>2007-12-16T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T08:56:20.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spuma de ras</title><content type='html'>Acuma de sarbatori, cand toata lumea face cadouri la toata lumea, eu am o mare problema...cu spuma de ras...am vazut o reclama care m-a facut putin sa ma gandesc la chestia asta mai tare...sunt sigur ca ati vazut-o si voi...parca asa era...90% din aparatele de ras, PENTRU BARBATI, sunt cumparate de FEMEI. Boon...toate bune si frumoase..dar eu tot raman cu problema mea...intrebare...pentru ambele sexe: Ati citit vreodata eticheta unei spume de ras? Ati vazut vreodata ce scrie acolo negru pe alb? Sau ma rog albastru pe alb..? Pe mine ma distreaza ca este si la inceput de tot...si nu scrie numai in limba romana...este si in limba engleza si in germana..cam in toate...asadar..de ce zice fix la inceput..spuma de ras PENTRU BARBATI...poate fi si pentru femei si nu stiu eu? Daca voi cunoasteti cazuri de spuma de ras, pentru femei, sa imi aratati si mie...chiar VA ROG!&lt;br /&gt; E tare faza...daca tot femeile fac cadouri, in medie de doua ori mai mult decat barbatii, ar trebui sa aiba mare grija sa nu daruiasca spuma de ras pentru barbati unei femei...Hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-6137405756535585788?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6137405756535585788/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=6137405756535585788' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6137405756535585788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/6137405756535585788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/spuma-de-ras.html' title='Spuma de ras'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-122959919999447777</id><published>2007-12-11T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:54.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucharest Nord- Wien Vestbahnhof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R15i4yCfg3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Mdpv9IKILbQ/s1600-h/RIMG0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R15i4yCfg3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Mdpv9IKILbQ/s200/RIMG0562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142656552148108146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R15irCCfg2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/i55J3PSgB4w/s1600-h/RIMG0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R15irCCfg2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/i55J3PSgB4w/s200/RIMG0427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142656315924906850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R15igSCfg1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/lIeEjsNX2MA/s1600-h/RIMG0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R15igSCfg1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/lIeEjsNX2MA/s200/RIMG0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142656131241313106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R15iWiCfg0I/AAAAAAAAADw/WfEq5FVscT0/s1600-h/RIMG0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R15iWiCfg0I/AAAAAAAAADw/WfEq5FVscT0/s200/RIMG0138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142655963737588546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Un drum lung de aproape 20 de ore...prin 3 tari...Romania, Unagaria, Austria. La toate trecerile de vama nimeni nu te verifica, decat daca ai pasaportul...vamesii unguri, desi nu vorbesc romana, inteleg foarte bine, asa ca aveti grija ce le ziceti. Campia Panoniei este foarte periculoasa, pentru ca se urca albanezi si fura din cusete...Dar am ajuns cu bine. Obositi ca dracu, dar a meritat din plin. De ce este asa de frumoasa Viena? Am avut noroc cu aceasta excursie pentru ca am stat 7 zile..care au fost pline; jumatate platita de Ministerul Intercultural (al lor, ca la noi nu se poarta asa ceva).&lt;br /&gt; Una peste alta sa incep cu inceputul...noi, ca tara, suntem la ANI LUMINA, departare, in spate(EVIDENT), de ei...sunt corecti...au strazi curate...sunt foarte primitori(desi se simte gena nemteasca)...au taxiuri numai mercedes e-klasse...barocul da pe afara la toate cladirile...au si elemente de gotic...viata de noapte este destul de slaba...berea si vinul sunt mai ieftine decat painea...bauturile fine au preturi de 10 euro...nu gasesti lucruri proaste(chiar daca vrei sa cauti in mod special)...muzeele sunt cu adevarat muzee(mari, cuprinzatoare, facute cu simt de raspundere)...caminele studentesti arata a hoteluri de 2-3 stele, doar ca au baia pe hol...oamenii nu sunt asa incruntati...metroul vine din 2 in 2 minute...totul straluceste...totul este civilizatie...totul este iluminat...totul arata EXTRAORDINAR de frumos...nu au noroi pe strazi...nu exista tigani, manele...se uita la noi ca la oamenii din lumea a 5a(NICI NU MA MIRA)...pana si kebabul este mai bun(probabil carnea lor nu latra ca a noastra). &lt;br /&gt;  Programul de vizitare a fost unul foarte plin, nici nu prea am avut timp sa respiram...ziua 1-duminica-stefans dom(catedrala in stil gotic), ziua 2-luni-sediul ONU, corul vienez care invata in fostul palat de vanatoare al lui Franz Iosef, ziua 3-marti-karlskirche-biserica inchinata eradicarii ciumei din Viena si Belvedere-locuinta printului Eugen de Savoia, ziua 4-miercuri-scoala de calarie din Viena, muzeul tehnicii, ziua 5-joi-Hochburg-palatul de iarna al monarhiei-biblioteca nationala, muzeul de stiinte ale naturii,joi seara-teatru, ziua 6-vineri-Schonbrun-palatul printesei Sisi, ziua 7-sambata-Gradina zoologica Schonbrun-locul de servire a micului dejun a imparatilor si gradina de vara. Asadar a fost frumos...Pacat ca s-a terminat ca eu, unul, as fi ramas acolo...&lt;br /&gt; P.S. Daca vreti poze sa imi spuneti ca am facut din plin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-122959919999447777?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/122959919999447777/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=122959919999447777' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/122959919999447777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/122959919999447777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/bucharest-nord-wien-vestbahnhof.html' title='Bucharest Nord- Wien Vestbahnhof'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R15i4yCfg3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Mdpv9IKILbQ/s72-c/RIMG0562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7808166299940606649</id><published>2007-12-10T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:55.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back2Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R11l4iCfgxI/AAAAAAAAADY/tJ0DSkUdY8I/s1600-h/DSC04448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R11l4iCfgxI/AAAAAAAAADY/tJ0DSkUdY8I/s200/DSC04448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142378371411313426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R11lliCfgwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Ycxl4ZMLJho/s1600-h/DSC04456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R11lliCfgwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Ycxl4ZMLJho/s200/DSC04456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142378044993798914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R11lRSCfgvI/AAAAAAAAADI/IfTldecH1nc/s1600-h/DSC04453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R11lRSCfgvI/AAAAAAAAADI/IfTldecH1nc/s200/DSC04453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142377697101447922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R11kXyCfguI/AAAAAAAAADA/lvpoMAoMyBQ/s1600-h/DSC04447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R11kXyCfguI/AAAAAAAAADA/lvpoMAoMyBQ/s320/DSC04447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142376709258969826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...ma scuzati de intarzierea post-urilor pe blogul meu..In primul rand vreau sa multumesc tuturor celor care au votat ideea mea de a schimba blog-ul sau nu..a ramas ca nu il schimb...deci nu o sa il schimb..ramane asa.&lt;br /&gt;  Tin sa va spun ca, desi, cu o saptamana mai tarziu decat ar fi trebuit a fost balul bobocilor..Studio Martin..Suie Paparude. A iesit tare? NORMAL. Suie au rupt scena? NORMAL. Clubul a fost rupt in 2? NORMAL. Lumea a ramas si la after-ul lui Mircea? NORMAL. A curs bautura? NORMAL. Sponsorii au fost multumiti? SPER. Lumea a aplaudat missu' si misteru'? NORMAL. Una peste alta..a fost o seara care merita retraita..cu aceeasi intensitate..cu aceeasi pasiune pentru muzica..care merita refacuta iar si iar si iar..nu numai pentru cei ce au facut show ci si pentru noi toti, care am fost si am dansat si am tipat si am transmis mesajul lumii ca si la noi se poate high-class...Tare nu??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7808166299940606649?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7808166299940606649/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7808166299940606649' title='8 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7808166299940606649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7808166299940606649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/back2back.html' title='Back2Back'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R11l4iCfgxI/AAAAAAAAADY/tJ0DSkUdY8I/s72-c/DSC04448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7771143089838710714</id><published>2007-11-28T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:56.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steaua e...numai una!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R01PtW6tPlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nkg0zk3jGpA/s1600-h/soccer+hooligans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R01PtW6tPlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nkg0zk3jGpA/s320/soccer+hooligans.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137850390564126290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Steaua, jucatori, stadion, suporteri, meciuri, idei, scaune rupte, torte, arbitri, injuraturi, seminte etc. Bun..atmosfera de stadion, de meci, de fotbal. Si ce cauta DUMNEZEU in toata afacerea asta?? De unde pana unde trebuie sa ne etalam cu cele sfinte pe stadion? Intamplarea face ca, ma intorceam acasa, intr-o seara pe Splai si ce imi este dat ochilor sa vad?? Autobuzul echipei Steaua (unul dintre ele). Si ce avea, mare, scris pe el?? Mingea...o minge cacanie, si o cruce..aoleooooo!!!! ce cauta crucea cu mingea? Tine Dumnezeu cu Steaua? Bine, bine..ideea e ca desenul de pe autobuz era o cruce mai conturata...mai veche, mai de pe vremea lui Stefan cel Mare...Ma intreb oare..daca ar fi dupa capul patronului, sa fie toti suporterii popi (cu barbi si sutane)? Ma rog, sa nu intram in polemica, cu faptul ca a furat de a rupt in anii '90 si de acolo pana la ecumenicia care o afiseaza e spatiu destul de mare..si la el in cap..Oricum e pacat ca Dumnezeu a devenit element de marketing pentru multa lume ca el...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7771143089838710714?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7771143089838710714/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7771143089838710714' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7771143089838710714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7771143089838710714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/steaua-enumai-una.html' title='Steaua e...numai una!?'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R01PtW6tPlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nkg0zk3jGpA/s72-c/soccer+hooligans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-4418493571021084562</id><published>2007-11-23T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T09:00:13.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Va rog da-ti-mi un vot</title><content type='html'>Va rog sa treceti cateva secunde la poll-ul meu sa votati o parere...va multumesc din suflet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-4418493571021084562?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4418493571021084562/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=4418493571021084562' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4418493571021084562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/4418493571021084562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/va-rog-da-ti-mi-un-vot.html' title='Va rog da-ti-mi un vot'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-9097047147712957463</id><published>2007-11-22T13:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T13:44:44.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vrem si noi o pensie decenta, daca se poate, daca nu e cu suparare...</title><content type='html'>Viiiiiiiiiiiin aleeergeriiileeeee...foarte frumos...numai ca nu e totul asa de frumos cand tot Bucurestiul se impanzeste de reclame pentru cel mai "etic" partid din Romania, PSD. Cu culoarea rosie, militeaza, sus si tare, pentru o viata mai buna..numai ca...ha!!!..v-am prins vrajitoarelor...cine v-a facut campania, sau va cunostea muuuult prea bine, sau nu va cunoastea deloc. Mesaje subliminale, in sensul ca daca votam PSD o sa fie totul minunat, o sa rasara soarele de "doo" ori in aceeasi zi, o sa respiram aerul curat, o sa mergem la vesnic-promisele scoli moderne, o sa mancam mai bine, o sa fim mai grasi, mai sanatosi, mai cu chef de viata, cu pensie mai mare, mai smecheri, mai europeni..intr-un cuvant spus..mai oameni baaaa!!! Asa ca, voi, toti astia...votati baaaaa ca e de bine..&lt;br /&gt; Cum adica, vezi la intrare in metrou mesaj mare, de 4 pe 4, totul inrosit, cu o familie de pensionari, mici, intr-un colt si mare pe tot afisul "STIM CINE NE AJUTA...O SA AVEM O PENSIE DECENTA?"-de ce nu a zis ca multumim ca avem curent toata ziua, in loc de 6 ore cum era..."inainte"? Sau ca putem sa cumparam carne din supermarket-uri, nu mai stam la coada..avem, chiar si butelii..ce sa mai..Romania perfecta...Romania PSD..Ce e aia pensie decenta?? Problema mea...de ce DOAR o pensie decenta? Ce inteleg doi oameni, simpli, cu grija zilei de maine prin pensie decenta? Mijloc de supravietuire. ATAT. Si mai mult nu le trebuie ca asa au fost obisnuiti..de cine? De sistem..de cine? Tot de ei...vesnicii ei..de ce, nu isi doresc o pensie mare..sa poate sa si traiasca, sa isi ia si o vacanta oricunde le pofteste ficatu', si sa le mai dea bani si nepotilor..? De ce trebuie, vesnic, sa ne limitam la un parametru prestabilit? De ce ne ajunge putinul pe care il primim de la, Maria Sa, Statul? De ce, Mazare (primarul Constantei) amageste pensionarii cu un kilogram de zahar, un ulei si un pui? De ce? Ca sa voteze PSD..ca sa avem o pensie decenta si scoli moderne, nu? Imi aduce aminte de o povestire nostima, dar din pacate reala...Intr-un sat din frumoasa noastra tara, in timpul alegerilor din 2004, domn parinte le tinea slujba de duminica alegatorilor...si le-a vorbit de Dumnezeu, de cum sa ajungi in iad, daca faci multe pacate...si la final incheie maiestuos-Toata lumea sa maerga, de aici, la vot si votam cu totii PSD, da? Ca altfel il suparam pe Dumnezeu." NO MORE COMMENTS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-9097047147712957463?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9097047147712957463/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=9097047147712957463' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/9097047147712957463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/9097047147712957463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/vrem-si-noi-o-pensie-decenta-daca-se.html' title='Vrem si noi o pensie decenta, daca se poate, daca nu e cu suparare...'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-2826952437462472043</id><published>2007-11-22T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:56.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro&lt;26</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R0WE726tPkI/AAAAAAAAACw/GNGxN5ES5v8/s1600-h/euro+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R0WE726tPkI/AAAAAAAAACw/GNGxN5ES5v8/s320/euro+26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135657113974816322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ajuns si la momentul in care trebuie sa fac putin publicity pe blog-ul meu..asta nou(pentru necunoscatori, publicity inseamna reclama, vizibilitate, cum vreti sa-i ziceti..adica clientul nu plateste pentru publicitatea careia i se face...)..sa revenim; Euro 26 este o organizatie non-guvernamentala care desfasoara diferite proiecte, in mare, pentru a ajuta integrarea studentilor in Uniune...pana aici jos palaria...am avut ocazia sa particip la un training de negociere, desfasurat de ei si sa-i cunosc mai bine..oameni super de treaba..o mica paranteza, sunt doar 5 sau 6 voluntari si un angajat, ma rog, o angajata..si totusi organizatia merge ca unsa...dovada stand pasiunea oamenilor de acolo..asadar va recomand, cu prima ocazie sa ajungeti pe la ei, sa-i cunoasteti, sunt deschisi la orice colaborare, sunt oameni de milioane..merita. Plus ca sediul este central, langa Universitate..ei o sa ne reprezinte pe noi, ca tara, in Uniune si cred ca sunt cei mai avizati, sa o faca la un nivel foarte profesionist. Asadar tineti-o tot asa ca mergeti in directia cea buna!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. poza este de pe site-ul lor www.euro26.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-2826952437462472043?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2826952437462472043/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=2826952437462472043' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2826952437462472043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2826952437462472043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/euro26.html' title='Euro&lt;26'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/R0WE726tPkI/AAAAAAAAACw/GNGxN5ES5v8/s72-c/euro+26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-1811807716310938100</id><published>2007-11-22T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T04:45:06.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud?? Hell, yeaaaah!!!!</title><content type='html'>Am fost la ADD BREAK...Ieri seara..Music club...discutii despre PR si Publicitate..Mici scapari, ca altfel nu se poate..ca doar oameni suntem..ce daca lucram intr-o firma de publicitate si nu stim sa diferentiem, cum se cuvine, marketing-ul si advertising-ul sau ca nu stim ce e "aia" un departament de client service..eh..noi sa fim sanatosi..totusi un singur lucru mi-a atras atentia in mod special...si anume, faptul ca un pusti de varsta mea..recte 20 de ani, este Junior PR la, ATENTIE!!!!, McCann si presedintele IAA Youth...Deci se poate..Insa nu aici vreau sa ajung...Pe scena a fost invitat sa vorbeasca despre proiectele IAA nimeni altul decat Profu' de publicitate Dan Petre...In momentul acela, cand l-am vazut acolo "sus" cu microfonul in mana, vorbind dezinvolt, foarte profesionist despre proiecte internationale de PR, despre scoala IAA etc. m-am simtit si eu, pentru prima data de cand sunt la facultatea asta, FOARTE MANDRU..Ca mi-a predat si mie...ca a avut rabdare cu noi toti, cand vorbeam, ca am avut onoarea sa-l cunosc si sa vorbesc cu el, ca preda la mine la facultate-parca am mai zis nu??...trag aer in piept, merg mai departe si multumesc ca am avut ocazia aceasta mareata sa am asa un om la catedra...care stie si face atatea in industria asta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-1811807716310938100?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1811807716310938100/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=1811807716310938100' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1811807716310938100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1811807716310938100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/proud-hell-yeaaaah.html' title='Proud?? Hell, yeaaaah!!!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-7011226458425406022</id><published>2007-11-17T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:56.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M-au luat si pe mine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Rz8TDW6tPiI/AAAAAAAAACg/KmC6tSUgXPo/s1600-h/atb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133843048638004770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Rz8TDW6tPiI/AAAAAAAAACg/KmC6tSUgXPo/s320/atb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daaaaa.... dragii mei, ma aflam in raza liniei de circulatie autobuz 601 si incercand sa ma sustrag procedurii de a composta legitimatia de calatorie, recte, biletul, am fost acostat de un organ abilitat de control, recte, controlorul, care a dorit sa ma amendeze conform regulamentului in vigoare, dar am reusit sa evit legea si de aceasta data am scapat usor, presentandu-i organului buletinul meu si o spaga de 150.000 de lei, dupa cum urmeaza: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Era o dimineata destul de rece, acu' vreo 2 zile si trebuia sa ajung neaparat la un training la Universitate. M-am trezit mai tarziu si, bineinteles, am zis "hai sa iau repede 601 ca doar nu o fi control chiar pe asta, chiar azi, chiar aici, chiar mie"..dar, heheheeeee, a fost. Am mers 4 din cele 6 statii fara nici o problema, insa, la a 5-a s-a urcat el..controlorul, care dupa ce si-a prezentat legitimatia, m-a rugat sa-i ii prezint biletul sau abonamentul. Am avut ghinion, mi-am zis..Grabindu-ma i-am spus ca nu am bilet (nici nu vroiam sa ma cert cu el, ca nu avea nici un rost sa ma duca la capat de linie, plus ca trebuia sa ajung la Universitate) si mi-a spus sa ii dau buletinul si se rezolva imediat, scrie procesul verbal. Imi ia buletinul, deschide carnetul minunat si imi pune intebarea magica de la care au pornit toate...AVETI BANI SA PLATITI AMENDA PE LOC? Ii arat portofelul cu ultimii mei bani...150.000, la care ii zic, astia sunt ultimii mei bani...vreti sa vi-i dau? Reactia lui este una normala, pe moment, se retrage putin si zice, dar ce dom'le vreti sa imi faceti probleme? Haideti dom'le ii zic eu ca sa rezolvam mai repede, ca doar suntem oameni..ce dreq, ca doar sunt student...Eeee student si studentii astia sunt ei de doua feluri..ma lasa el se inteleg..Ii zic, bre ia banii astia si lasa-ma ca oricum trebuie sa cobor aici, la urmatoarea . Mai sta el ce sta, se uita la buletin..zice asa trecator..Constanta...si ma intreaba "In Constanta cat e amenda?" Ii raspund ca nu stiu ca acolo merg cu bilet, ca am de unde sa imi cumpar, ca in Regie nu e nici un chiosc de bilete. Si l-am vazut asa, parca spasit putin, imi zice"Da asa este, nu prea sunt chioscuri...si nici procesele astea verbale nu sunt ele asa bune...pana la urma cum facem?(ajunsesem in statie)" I-am dat banii si mi-am vazut de treaba. Pana acum nu m-a prins niciodata controlul pe autobuze si nici nu m-a oprit politia...deci doar politia mai trebuie sa ma opreasca si este complet duo-ul. Oricum e bine ca totusi mai sunt oameni, care, desi te prind fara bilet, sunt rationali, intelegatori. Mai mult ca sigur avea acasa familie si copii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-7011226458425406022?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7011226458425406022/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=7011226458425406022' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7011226458425406022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/7011226458425406022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/m-au-luat-si-pe-mine.html' title='M-au luat si pe mine...'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Rz8TDW6tPiI/AAAAAAAAACg/KmC6tSUgXPo/s72-c/atb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-5128268278318212579</id><published>2007-11-15T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T10:48:01.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIP sau V.I.P?</title><content type='html'>Hai sa va povestesc cum am luat o teapa destul de mare anul acesta..Toata povestea s-ar putea sa supere pe anumite persoane, dar ASTA E. Asadar totul se petrece in perioada in care o mare organizatie studenteasca facea recrutari. M-am inscris si eu la interviu, in ideea ca au departament de relatii publice. Ma duc la interviu...vorbesc cu baietii de acolo, toate bune si frumoase. Sa zicem ca m-am descurcat mediu, nu bine. Nici nu aveam pretentii de foarte bine. Boon...Rezultatele se afisau la finalul saptamanii cu interviul. Trebuie sa zic ca tot in ziua in care se afisau rezultatele, se faceau inscrieri pentru alta organizatie PR oriented. Asadar eram in maaare dilema..ce sa fac..sa mai ma duc si la organizatia asta sau sa raman doar aici unde aveau totusi un departament de Pr. Ce fac atunci? Incerc intr-un fel sa FRAUDEZ SISTEMUL, nu ? Voi nu ati fi facut la fel? Ma duc la o fata din an..sa o numim Corinuta..care se da mare si tare ca este in organizatia asta smechera. Si o intreb (ei stiau rezultatele mult mai devreme decat noi prostimea care a fost la interviu) spune-mi si mie te rog un singur lucru...Da sau Nu? Atat ma intereseaza. Ce credeti ca mi-a raspuns? "NU ESTE ETIC FATA DE CEILALTI PARTICIPANTI". Va dati seama ca am ramas masca...adica don'soara Corinuta se trezea sa imi tina lectii de etica...? De ce? O fata care de multe ori poate te-a calcat pe nervi sa iti tina lectii de etica? Si m-am enervat destul de tare pentru ca nu m-ar fi interesat decat da sau nu, mai mult chiar deloc. Deci si prin urmare de ce a trebuit sa "isi umfle muschii" in fata mea cand, chiar, nu era momentul? De ce era nevoie de o atitudine asa pozitiva fata de prorprii colegi?(pentru ca, banuiesc, ca ar fi facut la fel si cu altii, nu numai cu mine).&lt;br /&gt;Bineinteles ca nu m-am mai dus la cealalta organizatie, pentru ca am mizat totul pe o carte si am pierdut. Asadar le multumesc lor, pentru ca m-au ajutat sa ma indarjesc si mai tare si sa ma implic si mai mult la ARRP unde sunt voluntar acuma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Orice asemanari cu institutii sau persoane sunt intentionate si reale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-5128268278318212579?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5128268278318212579/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=5128268278318212579' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5128268278318212579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5128268278318212579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/vip-sau-vip.html' title='VIP sau V.I.P?'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-1883930188022915750</id><published>2007-11-11T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:57.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Italienii, fratiorii nostri" ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Rzdn2zD1tEI/AAAAAAAAACM/EdC2vtOSQgo/s1600-h/haaaaaaauuuuuus22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131684491528877122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Rzdn2zD1tEI/AAAAAAAAACM/EdC2vtOSQgo/s320/haaaaaaauuuuuus22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ceeeeee??? Deja a compus domnul doctor Costi o manea ca sa imbuneze Italia? Sau pe noi? Si a fost stire la 3 ziare si o televiziune? (inclusiv pe prima pagina a ziarului Libertatea ????? )...dar vai..pai unde se ajunge..? Voua va place ce se intampla in Italia? Va convine ca acelasi lucru, doar ca nu are aceeasi amploare se intampla si in Spania, Franta, Belgia, America? Va convine ca romanii sa fie asociati cu tiganii si bagati in aceeasi oala? Va convine sa vedeti cum imaginea "idilica" a Romaniei este, pe zi ce trece, din ce in ce mai buna...si mai buna...? Va place sa vedeti gafa dupa gafa a guvernului Tariceanu si in special ale lui Cioroianu si primului ministru care pleaca afara sa pledeze, vezi Doamne, pentru noi, sarmanii si vorbeste cu un urmarit general dat prin Interpol care este seful tiganilor din Italia? Nu v-ati saturat de aceleasi texte, aceleasi idei ca gata suntem rasisti...drepurile omului...discriminare...DAR AIA CAND AU FURAT..AU VIOLAT..AU DISTRUS..AU ARS..AU SCUIPAT...AU INJURAT...AU RUPT...AU DAT FOC...S-AU BATUT...NU S-AU GANDIT LA DREPTURILE OMULUI? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asta imi aduce aminte de o intamplare petrecuta in Polonia in anul 1997...acum mai bine de 10 ani, cand eram cu ai mei la o carciuma si ne-a intrebat cineva de acolo de unde suntem..si noi am raspuns din Romania..la care reactia omului, aratandu-se surprins a fost "Dar cum sa fiti din Romania, ca nu aratati a tigani?". Acum 10 ani de zile...Va rog sa imi comentati si sa imi spuneti ca sunt rasist..ca am ceva cu oamenii astia..ca sunt prea radical..ca ar trebui sa ma injure..dar macar sa stiu ca toate astea inceteaza si ca devenim o tara normala..A, si inca ceva..Observati ca, in ultima perioada, manelistii au devenit adevarati purtatori de imagine pentru tigani? Ca produc anumite texte pentru a ilustra, exact viata pe care compatriotii nostri incearca sa o duca? Oare ii ajuta? Sau ne face pe noi sa ii inganam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-1883930188022915750?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1883930188022915750/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=1883930188022915750' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1883930188022915750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1883930188022915750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/italienii-fratiorii-nostri.html' title='&quot;Italienii, fratiorii nostri&quot; ????'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Rzdn2zD1tEI/AAAAAAAAACM/EdC2vtOSQgo/s72-c/haaaaaaauuuuuus22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-3930847710955461353</id><published>2007-11-08T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:57.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 oameni, un caine si un Trabant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLy1k6pF4I/AAAAAAAAACE/ZvNS5RO_C5g/s1600-h/trabant.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130429927785043842" style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" height="291" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLy1k6pF4I/AAAAAAAAACE/ZvNS5RO_C5g/s320/trabant.gif" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acum cateva zile am vazut un film care mi-a placut foarte mult, nu neaparat in idee, ci mai mult cum era montat...Ii zice "Totul este iluminat" si il da HBO. Daca aveti timp odata, vi-l recomand numai pentru faptul ca, desi actiunea se petrece in Ucraina poti jura ca este bucatica Romania..In afara de Cernobîl restul zici ca este in oglinda tara noastra draga...Oricum una peste alta, ideea filmului zici ca este a lui Emil Kusturica...genul lui de filme. Daca il vedeti, treceti si pe la mine si dati-mi un comment sa-mi ziceti daca va placut sau daca nu sau daca stiti alte filme bune..ar fi o idee nu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-3930847710955461353?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3930847710955461353/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=3930847710955461353' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/3930847710955461353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/3930847710955461353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/3-oameni-un-caine-si-un-trabant.html' title='3 oameni, un caine si un Trabant'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLy1k6pF4I/AAAAAAAAACE/ZvNS5RO_C5g/s72-c/trabant.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-5920400808198698198</id><published>2007-11-08T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T02:37:09.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radeti!!!!</title><content type='html'>sper sa va placa...  &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=oxpPxxleIUo"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=oxpPxxleIUo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-5920400808198698198?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5920400808198698198/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=5920400808198698198' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5920400808198698198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5920400808198698198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/radeti.html' title='Radeti!!!!'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-8224534069357181601</id><published>2007-11-08T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:57.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOGANU nou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLlUE6pF3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Rtj5O4pFt4w/s1600-h/logan-de-taran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130415058608265074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLlUE6pF3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Rtj5O4pFt4w/s320/logan-de-taran.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ati observat in ultima vreme ca (si aici vorbesc mai mult la sate) Loganu' e cea mai tare masina? Ati observat cum se uita gunoierii de la Rebu, cu jind pe fata, cand vin sa iti ia gunoiu si vad un Logan in fata portii? Cum se uita paznicii de magazine, seara daca treci pe langa ei cu geamurile deschise si Nicolae Guta cantand la maxim inauntru, sa te stie Capitala ca ai iesit pe Strasse..? Nu mai zic muncitorii de la Apa Nova care daca vad Logan si nu se gandesc sa o atinga, dar daca e vreun Mertan sau alta masina mai de Domane-ajuta imediat iti baga teava in roata, ca, deh, nu ai mutat-o sa poata sa sparga soseaua si sa caute comori. Si la sate e deja subcultura. Pai am fost acu' 2 luni in delta la Murghiol. Si ce zicem noi, bajetii, hai sa iesim in DISCOTECA in Mahmudia. Vreau sa zic ca aveam un Nissan 4&amp;amp;4, model destul de frumos. Si daca tot iesim, hai sa agatam si niste lipovence d-alea fara dinti, dar macar sa fie frumoase. Ajungem noi in fata DISCOTECII si vedem niste fete, frumusele ele n-am ce zice...Hai sa ne bagam in seama..Aveam un cd numai cu manele...erau si noi..deci reteta era perfecta..Daaaaar...ce se intampla? De dupa colt apare un Logan cu 2 bajeti inauntru..si aoleuuuuu...avea tipla pe scaune..Va dati seama ca fetele au sarit in masina lor si au plecat, lasandu-ne pe noi cu buza umflata...Dar asa-i in viata, nu le poti avea pe toate nu? Lasa, ma duc eu in Italia si imi iau de acolo Logan cu numere straine..o sa fiu smecherul smecherilor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-8224534069357181601?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8224534069357181601/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=8224534069357181601' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8224534069357181601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/8224534069357181601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/loganu-nou.html' title='LOGANU nou'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLlUE6pF3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Rtj5O4pFt4w/s72-c/logan-de-taran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-2679293550145285567</id><published>2007-11-08T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T02:15:54.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>V-ati gandit vreodata, ca daca stergem E-ul de pe Sprite si punem ş si ţ iese ŞPRIŢ?&lt;a href="http://izmenegalbene.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://izmenegalbene.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-2679293550145285567?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2679293550145285567/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=2679293550145285567' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2679293550145285567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/2679293550145285567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/v-ati-gandit-vreodata-ca-daca-stergem-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-9198063610463793115</id><published>2007-11-08T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:57.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iarasi ma?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLgvE6pF1I/AAAAAAAAABs/MdlBxTl7XH4/s1600-h/metrou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130410024906594130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLgvE6pF1I/AAAAAAAAABs/MdlBxTl7XH4/s320/metrou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ati vazut ca vor sa scumpeasca biletul de la metrou? Cica s-au scumpit materialele pe care metrorex le "foloseste" (ca e sub 50) si gata, s-au gandit baietii ca ar fi mai bine sa mai suga cateva mii de lei in plus la bilet. Bine bine, pana aici toate bune si frumoase, numai ca noi, prostimea, o sa asteptam in continuare in statie pana behaim, un amarat de metrou, care si asa este al naibii de plin si noaptea la 11. Ieri stateam in statie la Dorobanti la 301 si era o tanti care povestea ca "PE VREMEA EI la fel se circula". Adica pe vremea ei...pe vremea comunismului? Adica pe vremea cand erau interdictiile la multe alimente de baza si consumabile inclusiv benzina si curentul? Deci cand erau mult mai putine mijloace de transport pe strada? Sau or fi tot acelasi numar ca atunci?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-9198063610463793115?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9198063610463793115/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=9198063610463793115' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/9198063610463793115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/9198063610463793115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/iarasi-ma.html' title='Iarasi ma?'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLgvE6pF1I/AAAAAAAAABs/MdlBxTl7XH4/s72-c/metrou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-5972688722742271531</id><published>2007-11-08T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:54:57.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taximetristul(a)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLhGE6pF2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PYRHFfONinU/s1600-h/taxi+tico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130410420043585378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLhGE6pF2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PYRHFfONinU/s320/taxi+tico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Booon! Acuma ca am scris primul articol, care, intotdeauna, este si cel mai greu, parerea mea, hai sa va intreb ceva...V-ati gandit vreodata cum este sa mergi cu taxiul, dar in loc de vesnicul taxmetrist de Bucuresti, sa fie o TAXIMETRISTA? Nu ar fi mai frumos daca in loc sa injure sa isi bage si sa isi scoata kilograme intregi de carne cu ceilalti participati la trafic, doar sa dracuie? Parca e mai frumos sa fie si tanara si sa incepi sa te tocmesti cu ea..."Punem ceasu' sau ne intelegem?". Sa nu miroasa ca naiba in masina, sa fie curat, sa nu asculti "Pe la spate", sa nu fie LOGANU' NOU sau fie un amarat de Tico? Nu e mai frumos asa? Daca as vedea asa ceva pe strada, promit ca ma las de metrou si de mersul pe jos si imi fac abonament la EA in masina. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-5972688722742271531?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5972688722742271531/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=5972688722742271531' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5972688722742271531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/5972688722742271531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/taximetristula.html' title='Taximetristul(a)'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/RzLhGE6pF2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PYRHFfONinU/s72-c/taxi+tico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899194462064600350.post-1071483650569967201</id><published>2007-11-08T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T03:30:29.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>De inceput</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;V-ati gandit vreodata cum este sa scrii ceva pe o foaie alba? Orice..nu are nici o importanta...orice sa fie citit si de altii..? Sa stie si altii despre tine, sa te descopere prin ceea ce scrii, prin ceea ce gandesti, cum te comporti cu literele. Bai da' chiar este destul de greu. Ce naiba sa scrii ca sa citeasca altii, ca sa nu ii superi pe altii, ca sa nu zica de tine ceva...si atunci te gandesti, ia mai lasa-i pe altii sa zica, ca defapt tu scrii pentru tine. Si asa si este...scrii doar pentru tine, pentru ca te exprimi mai bine in scris, pentru ca ai nevoie sa stii ca poti sa ajungi mai departe cu tine insuti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6899194462064600350-1071483650569967201?l=noulblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1071483650569967201/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6899194462064600350&amp;postID=1071483650569967201' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1071483650569967201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6899194462064600350/posts/default/1071483650569967201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noulblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/de-inceput.html' title='De inceput'/><author><name>Make</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00690893653177196837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-P4g0I880/Sk-NtW4ch9I/AAAAAAAAATc/888A5boJsD0/S220/Hehe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
